Chapter 1099: Assassin, Hero

Hong Jian was taken aback for a moment, then looked around, and said resolutely: "Fang thief, you practice miscellaneous learning, use strange skills and ingenuity, and commit countless crimes. Today, I, Hong Jian, want to eliminate harm for the people! Kill!"

After finishing speaking, Hong Jian held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and came quickly in small steps.

"Bold!"

Xin Lao Qifei got off his horse and went up to him with bare hands.

Seeing that Fang Xing couldn't get off his horse, Hong Jian couldn't help shouting in grief and indignation, "Fang Thief, you are ashamed to be a famous general!"

Fang Xing said indifferently: "Not everyone is qualified to fight with Ben Bo, you are such a fool, you are not worthy!"

Hong Jian's footsteps faltered, but Xin Laoqi strode forward with a smirk.

"ah……"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Hong Jian did not escape, but struck with his sword vigorously.

"A sword is a stab! Hey! As expected, he is a scholar who is useless. He can't even hold a sword."

Fang Xing couldn't help shaking his head when he saw that Hong Jian's sword was weak.

Xin Laoqi didn't dodge either, and directly stretched out his palm to strike the wooden sword's spine.

When the wooden sword fell to the ground, Lao Qi grabbed Hong Jian's lapel with his hands and fell to the ground with his backhand.

"ah……"

Hong Jian had never been treated so roughly, he was rolling on the ground, screaming...

"Get out of the way!"

Just like in future movies, the people from Wucheng Bingmasi appeared at this time, driving away the onlookers who were blocking the two sides with vicious voices.

Hong Jian was dressed in fluttering white clothes, and turned into gray clothes when he rolled on the ground. He didn't know what he was thinking when he saw the soldiers from Wucheng Bingmasi, and suddenly shouted: "Kill the bandit! Kill the bandit!" !"

The people from Wucheng Bingma Division first saw Fang Xing who was sitting on the horse, and then they saw Hong Jian who was roaring on the ground.

Nima! You come out in white clothes in broad daylight, who are you wearing mourning for? !

"Take it!"

If it was someone from Dali Temple or the Ministry of Criminal Justice, they might ask why, but the people from Wucheng Bingma Division were in charge of law and order, not solving cases.

So Hong Jian was miserable. He was pushed to the ground by two sergeants, and was immediately tied up firmly with a rope.

"Uncle, do you dare to ask if this person is an assassin in the street?"

The people of Wucheng Bingmasi are very good at being a man, and they nailed Hong Jian to the identity of an assassin inside and outside the words.

Fang Xing nodded slightly and said: "This person blocked Ben in the street, and his words were full of murderous intent. Everyone present can testify. I don't care about this matter, please trouble everyone."

The people from Wucheng Bingma Division were flattered and said: "Don't dare, uncle don't worry, I will take the little one back for interrogation immediately. I just dare to ask uncle, does this person have any grudge against you?"

"No enmity, no, maybe some."

Fang Xing glanced at the onlookers and raised his voice a little.

"Some people say that Ben Bo poached the corner of the saint's house. This is slander! This is a rumor spread by a small group of people with ulterior motives. The purpose is very simple, just to encourage some fools to do stupid things."

No one can blame Fang Xing's denial - you said I poached a corner of the Saint's mansion, where is the evidence?

Although tens of thousands of people are going forward, this kind of indomitable spirit is very valuable, but it is not rare to persevere when the enemy is outnumbered, but it is ridiculous.

"Students are doing harm to the people!"

Hong Jiang is still clamoring,

Fang Xing sneered, "Who did I harm? Tell me, who did I harm?"

Think about it carefully, Nima! How could Renxing and Bo have harmed others!

"The potatoes made by Xinghebo are enough for everyone to eat!" Someone shouted.

Fang Xing said: "Don't keep talking about killing harm for the people, shameless things! You are sitting at home, a beautiful servant girl in a mansion, where do these come from? It's just the people's anointing, and it is also worthy of being called the people's harm? "

Hong Jian wanted to refute, but a sergeant took out a piece of earthen cloth and stuffed it into his mouth. He whimpered, staring at Fang Xing with fire-breathing eyes.

The weather was very hot, Fang Xing was impatient and Pan Heng said, "You keep saying you want to kill Ben Bo, but you are holding a wooden sword. Why? It's just to avoid punishment. Uncle knows very well that it doesn’t matter if you come next time, at least bring real swords and guns, and Uncle will let you guys know what a famous general is!”

Hong Jianjian is wearing white clothes, which is playing the sad card, and holding a wooden sword, which is evading the law.

Taken together, the so-called long street assassination is nothing more than a show.

A solo show!

At this time, there was no precedent of "asking the emperor to hit the board" in order to become famous, so Hong Jian's method is still novel, and he must become famous after today.

...

"Brother Dehua, this is too..."

When Zhu Zhanji arrived at Fang's house, he happened to see Fang Xing rolling his eyes with eggs.

Fang Xing hissed softly, and said casually: "It's all about seeking fame, I'll grant him. Tell me, if he really wanted to kill me, why didn't he hide around and look for an opportunity? Instead, he blocked the road like a fool !"

Zhu Zhanji was speechless, and when Fang Xing took the egg away, he saw the slight bruises in his eyes, and said angrily, "Did that person hurt this?"

Fang Xing said helplessly, "No, it's Ping An. Didn't you see it yesterday? It's just that it's a little more eye-catching today."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Yesterday Fang Xing said that he hit him, but today he finally confessed.

Zhu Zhanji couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, and then said eagerly: "Hurry up and bring Pingan here, and let me see if you have the talent of a general."

"No."

Fang Xing categorically denied it, but still asked someone to carry Ping An out.

...

Mother Deng was a little uneasy holding Ping An. She had heard the word just now that the grandson seemed to want to practice martial arts in Ping An.

However, Ping An struggled to get off the ground, a pair of dark eyes fixedly looked at Zhu Zhanji, with a serious expression, and his small brows were still tightly frowned.

Zhu Zhanji also had a straight face, and the two looked at each other, Ping An was not afraid, but the frown became more and more tight.

"That's all! He's a good guy! Hahahaha!"

Zhu Zhanji laughed and touched Ping An's face, but Ping An turned his face away to avoid his touching.

Mother Deng was terrified in her heart, and Fushen said: "Your Highness, forgive me, but Young Master Ping'an is just a little stubborn."

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "It's okay, take it back."

After leaving safely, Zhu Zhanji said: "Grandpa Huang ordered the Ministry of Households to claim the Fang family's share in the glass business, and the settlement will be made today."

Fang Xing was drinking herbal tea, when he heard that his shoulders moved slightly, he asked, "What does your majesty mean?"

Zhu Zhanji frowned and said: "It's self-inflicted. Grandpa Huang was dissatisfied with Qufu, but in this matter, all officials defended that side, and Grandpa Huang became angry."

"oh!"

Fang Xing closed his eyes, and murmured: "Your Majesty's signal is not flattering! They don't dare to attack His Majesty, and they will inevitably transfer their hatred to you in the future. You are regarded as a fire at the city gate, which hurts the fish in the pond. Do you regret it? "

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said: "What regrets? If I bury my head in the classics and history, I will just repeat the past. I know the truth about prosperity and decline. If it is not eye-opening, how will I know that productivity is the most important thing?" The true meaning of longevity? How do you know who is hindering the development of productivity?"

Hearing these words, Fang Xing's mood was agitated, and he really wanted to raise his head and scream.

"That's very good. Remember, no one's opinion is absolutely correct. As a king, you should look around and absorb knowledge that will help you improve yourself, including Confucianism. There are many places worthy of our study. .”

Fang Xing said smugly, "I really want to see what happens after you ascend the throne!"

Zhu Zhanji said with a wry smile: "Brother Dehua, by then, you and I will not be able to be quiet!"

Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and said: "So what's the matter, when the time comes, you will sit on the throne and rule all directions, and I will compete with them!"

Tear than?

Zhu Zhanji looked at Fang Xing in confusion.

"Fight! Let's fight!"

Fang Xing said in high spirits: "Since ancient times, there has never been a single reform that can be carried out easily. Let's not be afraid of fighting. As long as there is no civil strife, Ming's future can be expected!"