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Chapter 1997 I will send you to death, I will carry the glory

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    "Brother Qiu Shan, come on!"

    Behind him were his companions waving their fists, and in front of him Fang Xing's long knife seemed to draw a gap between the two of them.

    If you take one step further, you will die!

    Brother Qiu Shan suddenly shuddered, his cheeks trembled, and his eyes gradually became panicked.

    Fang Xing said coldly: "Who can ignore life and death, you?"

    Brother Akiyama¡¯s legs are shaking even more!

    The crowd behind him is disappointed. They hope that a companion will die, and then they can tragically go to the world to promote their bravery.

    Yes, the bravery of their companions can only reflect their own bravery!

    Using dead people to gain points for yourself is a method these people are all too familiar with.

    So they were disappointed and started pushing.

    "Brother Qiu Shan, he doesn't dare, that sycophant doesn't dare!"

    "Rush over and leave your name in the history books!"

    "We are your backup, gentlemen, charge forward!"

    Brother Qiu Shan was looking forward to it, but there was still no sound of footsteps behind him.

    "Go up, all go up, let's see who dares to take action today!"

    The crowd was noisy, but there was still no sound of footsteps.

    Brother Qiu Shan feels that he is in a dilemma.

    No, it¡¯s a desperate situation!

    Fang Xing's eyes were full of murderous intent. He believed that if he dared to take another step forward, the long knife would cut through the autumn rain and splash blood all over the ground.

    He is sitting on wax!

    Back off?

    He didn¡¯t dare to look back, and the sweat gradually mixed with the rain, soaking his clothes.

    He didn¡¯t dare to look up, sweat spread on his face.

    He was afraid to see Fang Xing¡¯s cold eyes!

    Yu Qian could not hide his disappointment and said to Wang He: "Uncle Xinghe said that these people are fierce in appearance and weak in heart. Now it seems that this is indeed the case, which is disappointing!"

    Wang He said proudly: "If he dares to move forward, Uncle Xinghe will definitely kill him with his own hands. That can be considered his blessing. He will definitely be included in the history books after his death!"

    The people who were watching were also watching with interest. They hoped that Brother Qiu Shan would be wise and let them see how Uncle Xinghe killed his opponent.

    But Fang Xing suddenly took a step forward and said, "That's all!"

    This sentence is a great humiliation!

    "Brother Qiu Shan!"

    Brother Qiu Shan¡¯s face was covered with sweat. He raised his head and saw Fang Xingzheng walking slowly through his eyes that were blurred with sweat.

    The long knife flashed with cold light!

    It reflects the sinister heart of people!

    Yes, Brother Qiu Shan feels that people¡¯s hearts are really sinister.

    You just encourage me to come, but what about the follow-up?

    No one is in front I'm really not used to it!

    So he turned around!

    "Brother Qiu Shan"

    "You are so disappointing!"

    "Why!"

    Amidst the countless noises, Brother Qiu Shan said with a pale face: "You guys try"

    Fang Xing stopped, slowly put the sword into its sheath, turned around and said, "Wu Yue takes the people back, recharges his batteries, and prepares for suppression!"

    "Yes, uncle!"

    Wu Yue knelt down on one knee to answer the order, stood up and shouted: "Turn left and return to camp!"

    Bang!

    The sound of countless people turning around was shocking.

    The key is that there was no other movement during the whole process. It was so uniform that it made people feel that the rows of sergeants in front of them were all puppets.

    The heavy military shoes hit the ground hard, water splashing everywhere.

    There was total silence!

    Both the people in green shirts and the onlookers were watching blankly as the army moved.

    The sound of footsteps was not loud, but it was like thunder exploding in the sky above the green-shirted crowd.

    The knocking sounds between the plate armors are connected together, and the silent sergeant is like a contradictory yet harmonious world.

    Killing!

    They actually left?

    There are people in the crowd in green shirts connecting with each other.

    "When they leave, rush over and beat that sycophant to death!"

    "The law does not punish the public, even if we die, we can still show off for the ages!"

    The crowd was silent, watching the army slowly disappear from sight.

    "Do it! Charge!"

    The lonely voice stands out among the crowdThere was a harsh sound outside, and a man in green shirt looked at Brother Qiu Shan who was standing there in a daze, and said: "You go first, we will come later!"

    ¡°That sycophant is cruel and ruthless, let¡¯s go back and discuss it slowly.¡±

    "Yes, find more like-minded people, and we will definitely be able to come up with a good way to kill him."

    ¡°Let¡¯s go, let¡¯s go!¡±

    The crowd began to disperse in twos and threes. At first, they were a little embarrassed that they could not sheath the knife, so they gradually quickened their pace, wanting to leave this place that was embarrassing to them as soon as possible.

    After walking for a while, these people slowed down their pace in a reserved manner, and were even arranging their clothes.

    Brother Qiu Shan stood there alone. He turned around slowly and shouted desperately: "Come on! Come on! Come and kill me!"

    Fang Xing had disappeared at the gate, leaving only two sergeants guarding the door.

    This cry seemed particularly weak.

    When the people on the side saw this, someone shouted: "Then you rush in, I guarantee that you will be hacked to death at the gate!"

    Brother Qiu Shan suddenly turned his face and stared at these people fiercely.

    ¡°Let¡¯s go, let¡¯s go!¡±

    "They are all yelling guys. If I had known, I would have gone home earlier Oops! Now that I think about it, I haven't bought the rice at home yet! It's over, it's over, my wife will definitely scold me when I get home"

    "Buy rice? The price of rice is very low now. This is all"

    Yu Qian stood on the edge, staring at these people in the autumn wind.

    Without food and clothing, the people will not care about you as a bullshit emperor, and will not take a second look at the outside world.

    "As long as they have enough to eat and clothes to wear, if they can, it will be a prosperous age."

    Wang He felt that Yu Qian was still struggling with his origins and always wanted to find the strengths of Confucianism to comfort himself.

    "Xing Hebo once said that Confucianism is Confucianism and Confucianism is Confucianism. Don't confuse the two."

    Yu Qian stood blankly in the wind and murmured: "The knowledge of the sages the latecomers are not up to par!"

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    "Anticlimactic! Anticlimactic!"

    The young man is still wearing a brocade robe and looks as calm as ever.

    "Master, I received a letter from home, saying that something is not going well"

    "Don't mention this."

    The young man touched his face and said in a cold voice: "Your Majesty's decree has come down. Clean them all up. Do you know what this means?"

    The man who reported the news shook his head and said nothing, and the young man said: "From now on, the gentry and the common people in Jinan Prefecture are clearly separated and have no attachment. Those gentry are like fish out of water. Once it spreads to the entire Shandong, do you know what my family will be like?"

    The man lowered his head.

    "My family is just a wooden statue of a god. It can only be gradually forgotten until a certain emperor dislikes it, and it becomes a relic in the history books!"

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    "Uncle, those people are drinking!"

    Fang Xing sat under the eaves with a golden sword. Hearing the words, he ordered: "Keep an eye on them and pay attention to their movements to see who else is unwilling to give in."

    The visitor hurried away. Fang Xing looked outside and said, "These people won't give in, so I went to invite Chang Yu."

    After Chang Yu arrived, Fang Xing said: "Jinan Mansion is going to take action to completely clean up the land deeds from previous years. This is a donation"

    He looked at Chang Yu with a half-smile, and Chang Yu smiled bitterly and said, "You can find out everything."

    Fang Xing said with satisfaction: "If any people complain and investigate thoroughly, if they refuse to return their fields, their homes will be ransacked and their entire families will be exiled!"

    "Uncle Xinghe, is this too heavy? I just order it to be returned."

    Chang Yu remembered the rumors from outside, saying that Fang Xing was doing this for both public and private reasons. While attacking the gentry, he could also help science.

    Fang Xing looked at him coldly and said: "Immigration is needed in various places. The people have moved a lot, so the gentry must set an example! Go there to reform, teach and educate people, and it can be considered as a blessing for them these years.  Exploit and atone!" (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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