Jielun Fang's hand shook and said, "Young Master, Qin Mengxue is said to have died on...a woman's body, and her eyes are red. She twitched all over before she died, and she vomited a lot of things."

Ma Su stopped pen and remembered the bottle of Xin Laoqi yesterday with the fragrance of wine.

"This is drinking too much, and it's still windy!"

Fang Xing said such words irresponsibly in front of his underage disciples. The strong smell of gloating made Jay Fang smile bitterly.

"But the young master." Jay Fang said seriously: "According to the coroner at the scene, it was a murder!"

Fang Xing's eyes were suffocated, and then he smiled and said, "This coroner is probably a novice!"

"No!"

Jielun Fang said worriedly: "It's the sixth old man from Shun Y County. He has been in this industry for twenty years."

Fang Xing sneered: "That's a frame-up!"

He disguised himself as good wine with the added methanol, and Xin Laoqi sneaked into the door. Taking advantage of the opportunity to open the door, he changed the original wine from Xiaoer.

The key is that methanol poisoning is not to mention coroner, even if it is a searcher of the Da Nei Secret, there is no trace of it.

"teacher!"

Ma Sulian thought of Chang Yao, the promoter of Shuntian Prefecture, and his heart was shocked.

"It's okay, I'm a juren. No matter how arrogant he is, at least he can't torture me!"

Fang Xing comforted him so much, but he knew in his heart that Chang Yao had many ways to punish him, regardless of life or death.

After class, Fang Xing found Xin Laoqi. The two of them tinkered in the house for a long time, and the only one who came out was Fang Xing.

Back at the main courtyard, Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai both smelled the fragrance of Fang Xing's body, which seemed to be used by women.

Zhang Shuhui's expression was a little helpless and sad.

"Young Master, have you gone to find a woman?"

Only Xiaobai dares to ask so directly.

Fang Xing smelled his hands and smiled and said, "I'm fiddling with some perfumes used by women. I'll be able to use them after a while. Xuhui, you and Xiaobai will pick the rest first, and let Uncle Jaylen sell the rest."

Zhang Shuhui blushed when she heard this, and felt that her suspicion was really nonsense.

"Young Master, I want the smell of gardenia."

Xiaobai shouted carefreely, waving some embarrassment.

Zhang Shuhui took this opportunity to distract herself with other topics.

"Husband, the population in the village is increasing, but the land is a little short. I looked at it and some farmers are ready to split up."

Fang Xing covered his head and sighed, "Hey! I didn't even notice this, I deserve to die!"

There are not so many farmlands in the north, and with the increase in the number of farmers, it is inevitable that there will be a situation where the income will be insufficient. Therefore, in order not to cause conflicts, parents have to separate their children in advance, so as not to make trouble for the family for small profits.

Zhang Shuhui said with a frown: "I originally wanted to buy land, but there are owners of the fields around me, and no one said it was going to sell it. Husband, why don't we go to another place to take a look."

In the Ming Dynasty, anyone with some family background would basically not have only one farm, but the Fang family had a bad foundation, so it would be lucky to be able to keep this place of more than 300 acres.

Fang Xing's eyes flashed and he calmly arranged: "Shuhui, you can arrange for people to go to those farmers' homes to see which one is the worst, and you will pick people from which family."

"What do you want these people?"

Zhang Shuhui thought that Fang Xing had thought of other business, so she asked in anticipation.

Fang Xing narrowed his eyes and thought: "Come ten, all of them are young men. Since there is not so much work in the fields, they are also a waste of food when they stay at home."

Ten servants! That was a large expenditure every year. When Zhang Shuhui thought of the income in the fields, she felt a little reluctant to speak.

After Fang Xing observed his expression, he laughed and said, "It's okay. Uncle Jaylen needs two helpers. I want a shivering servant here. I'm very useful to the rest."

"But……"

When Zhang Shuhui thinks about the future expenses, she is a little worried.

Fang Xing didn't know what she was thinking, so he smiled and said, "I have a lot of foreign goods in my hands, but I just don't want to make a big deal, so Uncle Jaylen has been selling it in scattered ways, but the benefits are not small!"

The money obtained from the two makeup boxes I sold last time has not been used yet, and it has been considered a "huge sum" in this era.

Zhang Shuhui felt a little relieved, and then went to discuss with Jielun Fang which family is the poorest and which family is the most Dingkou.

As for what Fang Xing was thinking, no one knew except him, including Ma Su.

But Fang Xing's attitude of not being able to bear the poverty of the farmhouse household was further respected by Ma Su. He also wanted to see how his teacher arranged the seven young and strong people.

Nowadays, the landlords' family have no surplus food! On the scale of Fangjiazhuang, the master's family has at most seven or eight servants, which is considered a luxury, but Fang Xing actually needs to collect ten people at a time. If this behavior is spread, those traditional landlords will mock Fang Xing's prodigal behavior.

Fang Xing got into the warehouse again, took back all the things he had last time, and then sat inside for a long time before coming out.

"Young Master, someone is here in Shuntian Mansion!"

As soon as we left the warehouse, there were rapid footsteps and harsh harsh sounds coming from outside.

"You little girl, are you trying to inform me or what? Be careful to catch you and beat the board!"

With a fierce voice, two yamen runners rushed in. After seeing Fang Xing, the middle-aged yamen runner led by sneered: "Fang Xing, your incident has happened, come with us!"

"Young Master!"

Xiaobai stumbled in and blocked Fang Xing's face with panic on his face.

Then, Zhang Shuhui and Jielun also came, and the two of them surrounded Fang Xing's side, but they had no way to deal with it.

Fang Xing lined up Xiaobai and asked lightly: "Are you from that yamen? What crime do you arrest me for?"

The middle-aged yamen runner sneered and said, "Fang Xing, Lord Chang of Shuntian Prefecture is already waiting for you in the yamen. Come and leave!"

Chang Yao?

Jielun Fang's body was shocked, and then he shouted: "This is a personal revenge. I want to go to Yingtian Mansion to file a lawsuit!"

The two yamen runners walked up disapprovingly, raised the iron ruler in their hands, and prepared to break up before waking up the people around them.

"Do you dare to try it?"

Fang Xingwei stood in front of Xiaobai and dragged Zhang Shuhui to the side.

The yamen runner saw the coldness in Fang Xing's eyes and his heart trembled. He remembered that this scholar who was a juren and could even go to seek an official position was not something that they could touch before they were convicted.

Seeing the two yamen runners parked there stiffly, Fang Xing turned around and told him: "The purity is clear, it is a blessing. You are not allowed to go out when I am not here!"

"Uncle Jaylen, please help the lady more and pay attention to everything, and be sure to be stable first, and don't panic."

"Xiaobai, don't worry!"

Fang Xing finished the explanation, then he tidied up and walked out calmly.

"Husband!"
Chapter completed!