Chapter 224 If You Don't Want Face, Then You Don't Want Anything

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

Fang Xing nodded and said: "That's right, this small trebuchet is easy to build, but it's not convenient for long-distance transportation, so let's do it like this."

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

Walking out of the warehouse, Fang Xing's heart was agitated when he saw the soldiers jumping happily over there.

Wathorn!

Mahamu!

I'm coming!

But before leaving, Fang Xing still had to clean up one person.

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

Fang Wu's efficiency was very high, and he investigated Lin Zhiyuan's family background in a very short time.

"Miao Yuan is in charge of the two departments of fine brewing and delicacies, and has considerable power in Guanglu Temple."

Fang Xing nodded and said: "So, Xie Wentong is just doing coolies, but this Miao Yuan is eating everything!"

It is unbelievable to explain that Fang Xing, Miao Yuan's associate, is not in Yuelou.

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

Seeing that Fang Xing hesitated, Fang Wu said, "Master, the guards at that man's house are normal, why don't I take someone to touch him at night?"

This touch has several meanings, life and death depend on the heart.

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "The other party wants to rob us of our way of making money, so we can just retaliate, without getting bloody."

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

It's not easy to do, if you want to overthrow a sixth grade, it's not so easy to start.

But Fang Xing thought that he was leaving soon, and if he didn't kill a chicken for those pretenders before he left, Zhang Shuhui probably would have to go to the British government for help in the end.

Why!

Fang woke up,

Just when Fang Wu thought he would come up with some strategy, he said indifferently: "I don't have time to take it easy, let's give him a quick knife to cut the mess!"

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

"Why am I looking for him?"

Fang Xing moved his body, and said: "You and I can go, let's go."

Lin Zhiyuan was settling accounts, and the money he got at noon today made him feel a little melancholy, but after thinking that he would soon get the means from the next door, he also threw away his troubles, and ordered someone to prepare a table of good food, saying it was a treat.

"Go to Guanglu Temple and wait outside. When you see Mr. Xie, please come and say that I will invite him to drink at Mingyue Tower."

Lin Zhiyuan said in high spirits.

His younger sister was quite favored by Miao Yuan, so he also regarded himself as Miao Yuan's brother-in-law, and greeted Xie Wentong just to make a good relationship.

"It's better to get some wine to sell in the future!"

But before his buddy could go out, he slowly retreated back.

"Why don't you go?"

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

At this time, there were no customers, and Fang Wu had quickly started to close the door.

After closing the door, 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 coming in through the crack of the door, making it look a bit pervasive.

"Boss Lin?"

Fang Xing said in a deep voice, "Fang Xing myself!"

Seeing Fang Wu guarding the door, Lin Zhiyuan said in a panic, "What do you want to do? Let me tell you, my brother-in-law is the Chancellor of Guanglu Temple!"

Fang Xing smiled slightly at the guy next to him who was staring wildly, and then said, "I know Miao Yuan is your cheap brother-in-law, and that's why I came here."

That guy usually behaved very cleverly, so Lin Zhiyuan valued him, but when he saw that Fang Xing's words were wrong, he quietly rubbed them away.

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

Turning around, Fang Wuzheng grinned, "My young master hasn't spoken yet, do you dare to leave?"

"puff!"

Seeing his buddy was knocked unconscious by Fang Wuyi's palm, Lin Zhiyuan said tremblingly, "What are you trying to do? It's a sunny day! This is Suzaku Street!"

Fang Xing said indifferently: "I'm very busy, but when I'm busy, you have caused me trouble! Boss Lin, please explain to me that you asked Xie Wentong to blackmail and coerce No. 1 Fresh."

"Plop!"

Lin Zhiyuan was startled by the news, fell to the ground, quickly got up, and asked with disbelief, "Who are you?"

Of course, Fang Xing didn't need to answer such questions, Fang Wu immediately said: "My young master is a young man, he is unrivaled in arithmetic, and he is... the teacher of His Highness Grandson!"

Lin Zhiyuan only felt a roar in his head, a piece of information drifted 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 Academy, but Fang Xing who has made trouble with the Imperial Academy several times!"

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

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

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

Fang Wu chuckled and said: "Don't think my young master is scaremongering, the last one thought this way, now the grass on the grave is taller than you!!"

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

Paralyzed! If you don't want face, then don't want anything!

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

Seeing Fang Xing strode out, Lin Zhiyuan's lips twitched a few times, but he still didn't speak in the end.

...

Guanglu Temple actually has a lot of errands, but for Xie Wentong who is on pins and needles, it is king to go home and think of a countermeasure.

When it was time to disperse the office, Xie Wentong was the first to rush out, arousing the curiosity of those colleagues.

After arriving at home, Xie Wentong locked himself in the study without seeing anyone.

What are you doing?

The errand was messed up, and he even wrote a confession letter. If Miao Yuan found out, Xie Wentong knew that he would be finished.

explain?

Xie Wentong shook his head, Miao Yuan would not listen to his explanation, he would probably give him countless small shoes to wear in the days to come, until he couldn't stay any longer and asked for it.

As for killing them all, Xie Wentong felt that Miao Yuan didn't dare.

These days, who doesn't have something to do with their boss!

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

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

"Thank you, sir, my young master is here to invite you."

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!" (To be continued.)