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There are many springs in Jinan, and many people can find them just by digging.
There are many wells here. In early autumn, drinking a sip of the sweet well water will make you feel refreshed from the inside out.
"Thank you, sister-in-law."
Fang Xing wiped the water stains from the corner of his mouth and thanked him.
This is a small home, with only three rooms except for the small kitchen next to it.
In the yard, an old hen dug out a nest in the shade and took a nap listlessly.
It¡¯s hard to live without food!
The child hid behind the woman and looked at Fang Xing, looking a little thin.
The woman said apologetically: "The fire at home has not been turned on since yesterday, and there is no hot water."
She could not help but follow his gaze and turn around when she saw the pain between Fang Xing's brows and his confusion.
Then she saw her son.
"Is it possible for the child to eat enough on weekdays?"
The woman smiled and said, "It's not bad. I'll just eat with him at home first."
Fang Xing continued to ask: "Is the food still not enough?"
The woman looked at the few servants behind Fang Xing and felt that it was not good for a woman to stay with outsiders for a long time, so she said perfunctorily: "Most of the food has gone to the capital and the border. The price of food here can't go down"
When Fang Xing saw that the child was timid, he smiled and said, "There will be more in the future."
The woman said angrily: "No matter how much food you buy, the price will not drop, so what's the use?"
Fang Xing turned his face sideways, his eyes deep, and said, "It will come down, it will definitely come down."
"Thank you for the water, sister-in-law, and say goodbye."
The woman looked at Fang Xing going out and said disdainfully: "Who do you think you are? Even the big men in the government office dare not say this! Bah!"
She took a sip in the direction of the door, turned around and saw her son holding a piece of dried meat in his hand and chewing on it, and there was a small bundle at the child's feet.
"Where did it come from?"
Amid the sharp shouts, Fang Xing had already quickened his pace.
Turning around this alley and walking straight to the left for more than a hundred steps, Xin Laoqi stopped outside a house and knocked on the door.
The copper ring hit the door heavily, making a dull sound.
"Who is it?"
There was an impatient voice asking inside.
Xin Laoqi took a step back, holding the handle of the knife in his hand and said: "Open the door within ten breaths!"
With the flying knife in his hand, Xiao Dao looked at the left and right sides of the alley with a smile.
Fang Wu looked at the terrain of this house with the eyes of a scout, and whispered: "Master, there should be no ambush."
Fang Xing stared intently at the mottled light and shadow cast by the sun from a big tree behind him onto the wall, and said calmly: "If there is one, kill him."
The sound of footsteps gradually approached, and then someone looked out from the crack in the door.
"Who are you waiting for?"
"Seven breaths!"
Xin Laoqi stared sharply at the eye behind the crack in the door. The next moment he was ready to break in and chop off the head behind the door first.
The eyes disappeared and the door opened. A man in Tsing Yi looked at Xin Laoqi outside the door warily and asked: "What's the matter? We are all neighbors here. If you shout, no one can run away."
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Xin Laoqi walked in, glanced across the yard, and shouted: "Three people, left!"
The man in green clothes was still stunned, but the knife had already rushed in.
The yard is spacious, and three people rushed out of the two rooms on the left, all holding knives.
Xin Laoqi drew his sword, but instead of facing the enemy, he stared at the main hall.
A man slowly walked out of the main hall, dressed in brocade, and with every move he made, he felt the aura of a descendant of a noble family.
The knife rushed over quickly and raised his right hand. The man in front was stabbed in the throat and fell down.
The other two men were startled, pulled out their long knives, and rushed over with smiles on their faces.
The long knife blocks, and the opponent in front of the small knife confidently cuts down.
In the sparring session in the nursing home, even if he was holding a wooden sword, his move would always work.
The opponent will either abandon the knife or be cut in the wrist by the long knife.
And this is not a wooden sword!
The knife was still smiling. His hand loosened and the long knife fell.
The man¡¯s knife continued to move downward uncontrollably, he looked in shock as there was an extra fist in front of him.
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With just one punch, the knife smashed the opponent's face into a flat surface.
He hooked his foot, and the long knife that had just fallen to his knees was lifted up obediently.
Holding it, when the second man struck with the knife, the knife shouted loudly: "Kill!"
His dodge was accompanied by a turn, and the long knife slashed out with the centrifugal force of the turn.
The man in brocade clothes stood on the steps and watched with warm eyes.
Fang Xing stood in the courtyard, looking at each other silently with the man in brocade clothes.
The head fell to the ground, and then the body fell to the ground.
The man in brocade robes smiled and clasped his fists and said, "This servant is ignorant and dares to ask about the identity of this distinguished guest."
"I just woke up!"
There was a moment of silence, and the man in brocade clothes walked down the steps and said, "I heard that Uncle Xinghe has someone who is good at throwing knives. Now I see it is true. I wonder what Uncle Xinghe is doing."
The distance between the two people is about two meters, which is a distance that is neither intimate nor distant.
"I know that checking the fields will make people jump over the wall, so I have already prepared a back-up plan."
"At that time, I hoped that this backup would never be used, because it meant that you still had scruples and knew the bottom line."
¡°It¡¯s not made by my family.¡±
"Yes, but you are standing by and watching, are you ashamed?"
"None! You are the one in charge, and it is you who should be ashamed."
"You are taking risks!"
"You stocked grain in Le'anzhou, and then used the people as bait to induce those people to rush to buy grain. The rice shops increased the prices, and used the people as bait. Who should be ashamed?"
The man in brocade clothes is as gentle as ever.
Like the wooden statues in the temple, nothing can make them move.
Fang Xing looked at him and murmured: "You are deeply rooted and powerful"
The gentleness of the man in brocade clothes finally showed a flaw.
A little reserved and proud!
Fang Xing¡¯s eyes suddenly became sharp and he narrowed his eyes and said, ¡°You have failed. You wanted to wait and see the good show of the civil uprising, but I have disappointed you. No, I am desperate.¡±
The reserve and pride gradually dissipate!
"You want to wait and see Uncle Ben leading people to ransack homes, and then you will agitate and go to various places to agitate, from Jinan to Beijing, from Beijing to Jiaozhi, you will blow an evil wind, and Uncle Ben asked you to Having lost this opportunity, are you now humiliatedordepressed?"
Fang Xing looked at the man in brocade sarcastically and said, "On the way here, I saw the joy of the people and saw that they still trust the Ming Dynasty. Are you disappointed?"
"No, we are never disappointed, let alone despair. You don't have that ability."
The man in brocade clothes nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Our power is very powerful. It will make you feel as small as an ant. Uncle Xinghe, let go. The Ming Dynasty is huge. Let go. We can join hands to welcome the arrival of the prosperous age. , the glorious and prosperous age will not lose to any dynasty, you will leave your name in history"
Fang Xing shook his head slightly, "No, I don't care about leaving a name in history. I once said that all you need is an epitaph."
There was more astonishment in the eyes of the man in brocade clothes, and he asked: "Is the Ming Dynasty Xinghe?"
"That's right."
The smell of blood gradually filled the air, and several men came out from behind. They stood silently behind the man in brocade clothes.
Xin Laoqi¡¯s eyes were sharp, staring at the men like a hawk, and he gradually raised his left hand.
Anyone who dares to threaten Fang Xing, no matter who it is, Xin Laoqi dares to kill!
Fang Xing raised his head slightly and said: "We are not on the same path. The saint's teachings will be immortal, but you will rot and groan underground. You are smaller than dust, not worth mentioning, and can only be left to future generations. cast aside!"
There was a dangerous light in the eyes of the man in brocade clothes, and he continued to smile, "Is this what you came here to tell me today?"
Fang Xing nodded, shook his head, and then waved his hand violently.
Snapped!
The man in brocade covered his face and looked at Fang Xing in disbelief.
"Youno one has ever dared to do this to me, you"
Fang Xing took out a handkerchief and wiped his right hand, and said calmly: "There are no absolutes in this world, everything has a beginning. Now that I have slapped you, how do you feel?"
Several men behind the man in brocade suddenly drew their swords, trying to rush over.
"retreat!"
The man in brocade waved his hand, then twitched the left side of his face and said, "I will wait and see. I will sit here and watch the storm outside." (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com)There was a storm outside. "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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