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Chapter 227 If you don¡¯t want face, then you don¡¯t want anything.

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    Zhu Fang pointed at the weapons in the warehouse enthusiastically and said: "Master, these flintlock guns are all spare parts, and I think about those trebuchets. I will only take some of them on the road and build them again when I get close to the enemy.  "

    Fang Xing nodded and said, "That's right. This kind of small trebuchet is easy to build, but it's not convenient for long-distance transportation. That's it."

    In order not to march with these bulky things, Fang Xing planned to bring the craftsmen with him this time.

    After walking out of the warehouse and looking at the cheering sergeants over there, Fang Xing felt a surge of excitement in his heart.

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    Mahamu!

    I¡¯m coming!

    But before leaving, Fang Xing had to deal with one person.

    "Young master, Lin Zhiyuan's family only has some money and property, but he has a sister who became a concubine for Miao Yuan, the chief minister of Guanglu Temple."

    Fang Wu was very efficient and found out Lin Zhiyuan¡¯s family background in a short time.

    "Miao Yuan is in charge of the two departments of Liang Ling and Zhen Hui, and he has considerable real power in Guanglu Temple."

    Fang Xing nodded and said: "So, Xie Wentong is just doing hard work, but this Miao Yuan is taking it all!"

    Fang Xing wouldn¡¯t believe it if he had to explain that there was no Miao Yuan in Yuelou.

    The key is whether Miao Yuan has the intention to take the first fresh skill to the palace to please the nobles.

    Fang Wu saw that Fang Xing was hesitant, so he said, "Master, that man's guard at home is normal. How about I take someone to touch him at night?"

    This touch has several meanings, life or death depends on your heart.

    Fang Xing shook his head and said: "The other party wants to take away our way of making money, so let's just retaliate in kind, without getting involved in blood."

    Fang Wu said regretfully: "That's not easy to handle!"

    It¡¯s not easy to handle. If you want to overthrow a sixth-grade person, it¡¯s not such an easy way to start.

    However, Fang Xing thought that he was about to leave, and if he didn't kill a chicken for those who wanted to leave before leaving, Zhang Shuhui would probably have to go to the British government for help in the end.

    Why!

    Fang Xing stood up, and just when Fang Wu thought he would tell him some plan, he said calmly: "I don't have time to take it slow, let's give him a quick knife to cut the knot!"

    Fang Wu was dumbfounded and said: "Master, you won't go directly to Miao Yuan, will you?"

    "Why should I look for him?"

    Fang Xing moved his body and said, "Just go with me. Let's go."

    Lin Zhiyuan was settling accounts. The income at noon today made him a little melancholy. However, thinking that he would soon have the means next door, he put aside his worries and ordered someone to prepare a table of delicious food, saying that he wanted to treat guests.

    ¡°Go and wait outside Guanglu Temple. When you see Mr. Xie, invite him over and tell him that I will treat him to a drink at Mingyue Tower.¡±

    Lin Zhiyuan said enthusiastically.

    His sister was quite favored by Miao Yuan, so he regarded himself as Miao Yuan's brother-in-law, and he only wanted to build a good relationship with Xie Wentong by greeting her.

    "It will be easier to get some drinks to sell in the future!"

    But before his guy could walk out, he slowly retreated back.

    "Why don't you go?"

    When the waiter retreated to the counter, Lin Zhiyuan said angrily, then raised his head, and was about to scold him, but when he saw Fang Xing approaching, he couldn't help but said, "What are you doing here?"

    There were no customers at this time, so Fang Wu quickly started to close the door.

    With the door closed, most of the light in the lobby was dimmed.  One side of Fang Xing's face was dark, and the other side was illuminated by the light that came through the crack in the door, which looked a little penetrating.

    "Boss Lin?"

    Fang Xing said in a deep voice: "I am Fang Xing!"

    Lin Zhiyuan saw Fang Wuzheng guarding the door and said in a panic: "What do you want to do? Let me tell you, my brother-in-law is the temple chief of Guanglu Temple!"

    Fang Xing smiled at the guy beside him who was looking around, and then said, "I know Miao Yuan is your cheap brother-in-law, and that's why I'm here."

    The guy was usually very clever, so he gained Lin Zhiyuan's attention. Now he saw something was wrong with Fang Xing's words, so he quietly moved away.

    When he retreated to the door leading to the back, he felt like he had hit a wall.

    Turning around, Fang Wuzheng smiled ferociously, "My young master hasn't spoken yet, how dare you leave?"

    "Poof!"

    Seeing his man being knocked unconscious by Fang Wuyi's palm, Lin Zhiyuan trembled and said, "What do you want to do? It's a sunny day! This is Suzaku Street!"

      Fang Xing said calmly: "I am very busy, but when I was busy, you caused me more trouble! Boss Lin, please explain that you asked Xie Wentong to blackmail and coerce First Freshman."

    ¡°Plop!¡±

    Lin Zhiyuan was shocked by the news. He fell to the ground, then quickly got up and said with disbelief on his face: "Who are you?"

    Of course there was no need for Fang Xing to answer such questions, Fang Wu immediately said: "My young master is a young scholar, unparalleled in arithmetic, and ishis highness the grandson's teacher!"

    Lin Zhiyuan only felt a roar in his head, a piece of information drifting past, and finally said in a trembling voice: "That Fang Xing from the Imperial College?"

    Fang Xing said reservedly: "I am not Fang Xing from the Imperial College, but Fang Xing who caused trouble in the Imperial College several times!"

    Seeing Lin Zhiyuan stunned, Fang Xing said impatiently: "Xie Wentong has already written down the charges. Lin Zhiyuan, just with that signature, I can let you spend the New Year in prison!"

    Seeing the faint joy on Lin Zhiyuan's face, Fang Xing rudely awakened him from his fantasy.

    "I want your confession, understand? Otherwise this will be the last time you hear New Year's firecrackers!"

    Fang Wu said hehely: "Don't think that my young master is being alarmist. The last time I thought like this, now the grass on the grave is as tall as yours!!"

    Seeing Lin Zhiyuan hesitating, Fang Xing snorted, got up and left.

    Paralyzed!  If you don¡¯t want face, then don¡¯t ask for anything!

    At this moment, Fang Xing's chest was filled with murderous intent. Fang Wu also looked at Lin Zhiyuan with a mocking look and opened the door.

    Seeing Fang Xing striding out, Lin Zhiyuan's lips moved a few times, but in the end he remained silent.

    ¡­¡­

    Guanglu Temple actually had a lot of errands to do, but for Xie Wentong, who was on pins and needles, the best thing to do was to go home quickly and think of a countermeasure.

    When it was time to leave the office, Xie Wentong was the first to rush out, arousing curiosity among his colleagues.

    After arriving home, Xie Wentong locked himself in the study and saw no one.

    How to fix it?

    "The errand was ruined and he even wrote a confession. If Miao Yuan knew about it, Xie Wentong would be doomed if he knew it.

    explain?

    ??

    As for killing them all, Xie Wentong felt that Miao Yuan did not dare.

    ¡°These days, who doesn¡¯t have a handle on their boss?

    When he was in trouble, someone knocked on the door outside. Xie Wentong said impatiently: "What's the matter?"

    There was silence outside the door for a moment, and then a voice came.

    "Thank you, sir, my young master has invited me."

    This is my home, right?

    Xie Wentong suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck and asked: "Who is your young master?"

    "Fang Xing!" (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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