Chapter 312 Who Is Manipulating Behind the Scenes

After returning home, Fang Xing called Xiaodao and Fang Wu.

"Zhuang Jing happened to meet me this time, and even drank wine..."

Fang Xing said with some doubts: "There are so many coincidences, you go check and see how Zhuang Jing drank today."

Xiao Dao excitedly said: "Master, but the guy who was whipped by you today?"

Fang Wu felt that Xiaodao was too active, worried that Fang Xing would get angry, so he grabbed him and walked out.

"Master, Master..."

Fang Xing was not relieved by Xiao Dao's 'howling'. He thought about Zhuang Jing's ugly behavior at Zhengyang Gate today, and felt that something was wrong.

"Call Zhuang Jing!"

Ji Gang's face turned black when he returned to the yamen, making those subordinates even walk on tiptoes, for fear of offending the boss.

When Zhuang Jing arrived, his entire face was swollen, one was the wound from the welt, and the other was edema from sleeping too much.

"My lord." Zhuang Jing was already a little angry to be awakened, and after seeing Ji Gang, he asked happily: "My lord, but is that brat going to die?"

This is really which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted! Ji Gang's cheeks trembled, he suppressed his anger forcefully, and asked, "Why did you provoke Fang Xing today? I want the truth!"

Zhuang Jing's swollen eyes barely opened his eyes: "Sir, today I just want to stop him, really, I just want to stop him, and then humiliate him a few words. I didn't expect... that Fang Xing is so brutal."

"Snapped!"

Ji Gang slapped the table,

He shouted: "I want the truth! Who did you drink with today? What did you say? If there is a word wrong, I will cut you alive!"

Zhuang Jing was shocked, and immediately knelt on the ground, explaining today's itinerary with snot and tears...

"...After finishing the work in the morning, my subordinate met Qingpi Zhao Er in Jinling City, had a drink with him, and then hid from the sun at Zhengyang Gate..."

Ji Gang narrowed his eyes and asked, "Then what did he tell you? Huh?"

Zhuang Jing raised his head, trying hard to recall...

"Then Zhao Er's family is here!"

Fang Wu looked at the small courtyard in front of him, and gave Xiao Dao a wink.

The two turned in one after the other, looking at the messy furnishings in the small courtyard, they couldn't help feeling a little suspicious.

Such a messy place looks like a house that has been vacant for many years. Will anyone live there?

Fang Wu was hesitating, but Xiaodao pointed inside, signaling someone.

The two touched the outside of a room with an intact door. At this time, Fang Wu had already heard the snoring inside, so he gave the knife a thumbs up and kicked it without hesitation.

"Boom!"

As soon as Fang Wu kicked it out, he regretted it. It felt like he had kicked a door made of paper.

Moreover, after the door fell to the ground, the flying dust exuding a musty smell caused the two of them to suffer a lot.

Before the dust dispersed, Xiaodao and Fang Wu rushed to the only piece of furniture in the room: the bed.

The big man on the bed was flushed and opened his eyes in a daze, but what he saw were two figures rushing towards him.

...

"Husband, shall we have cold noodles for dinner? Accompany it with sesame sauce."

When Zhang Shuhui came in from the outside, she saw Fang Xing lying on the rocking chair with a book covering her face, wondering if she was sleeping.

The book squirmed a few times, and then it was opened. Fang Xing said lazily, "Okay, but Hua Niang needs to prepare some melon sticks and sauce."

"I also want……"

Following the sound outside the door, Fang Xing didn't need to get up to know that Bell was following Xiao Bai.

Bell ran in wheezing, first walked around Fang Xing's feet, and then ran outside to drink water.

Amidst the sound of the bell drinking water, Xiaobai wiped the sweat off his face indiscriminately, and shouted with a pink face, "Young Madam, I still want beef...pork chops, and a marinated egg."

Zhang Shuhui glared at Xiaobai when she heard the word Niu, and said angrily when she changed it to pork chops: "You girl has been playing wild outside all day, eat, eat, eat! Be careful and become a fat girl!"

Xiaobai stuck out his tongue, made a grimace and said, "The young master said that I need to eat more to grow up, and run more to grow taller."

Zhang Shuhui gave Fang Xing a sideways look, and snorted, "If you become a fat girl, let's see if your young master still wants you!"

When this wife and concubine played around, Fang Xing felt a little headache.

The woman seemed to be playing around, but Fang Xing really didn't know whether the words were true or not.

What would Zhang Shuhui think if she helped Xiaobai?

Do you think Fang Xing is planning to spoil his concubine and destroy his wife?

But if Zhang Shuhui was to help, would Xiaobai, a rootless girl, hide in bed at night and cry secretly?

But as long as there is no sign of war, Fang Xing will not care.

"Peace, not war!"

Fang Xing said these words in a drawn-out tone, and before the two women could react, he said, "I'm hungry, I want to eat..."

Soon, a basin was placed in the middle of the dining table, which was still made of stainless steel.

In the basin are ready-made cold noodles, surrounded by seasonings and side dishes.

Fang Xing made a big bowl for himself, then added seasoning and chili oil, sprinkled some chopped green onion, and it was ready to dry.

Zhang Shuhui looked enviously at the bright red color of the noodles in Fang Xing's bowl, she only dared to add a little chili oil to her own bowl, and then she was inhaled by the heat from time to time.

Xiao Bai not only has cold noodles, but also a small piece of beef...'pork chop' specially prepared for her.

After dinner, Fang Xing used the excuse to digest food and wandered into the woodshed.

"Master."

In the firewood room, Xin Laoqi is interrogating with Fang Wu and Xiaodao.

When Zhao Er, who was tied to the chair, saw Fang Xing, his mouth gagged with rags let out a whining sound.

Xiao Dao brought Fang Xing a chair, Fang Xing sat down and said calmly, "Did he say it?"

"No, it's just started." Xin Laoqi played with a small hammer in his hand and asked Fang Wu to take off Zhao Er's shoes and socks.

"Speak." Xin Laoqi fixed Zhao Er's ankle with one hand, held a small hammer in the other, and said impatiently: "My young master is here. If you say it, there will be consequences. If you don't say it ?”

"Pfft!" Xin Laoqi suddenly swung the small hammer.

"Hmm... woo woo woo..."

Zhao Er's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets, and he was struggling with a flushed face. But with Fang Wu and Xiao Dao around, there is no room for him to move.

Fang Xing looked at Zhao Er's rapidly swollen toes, and motioned for the knife to remove the rag from his mouth.

"Ah...uh!"

As soon as his mouth was free, Zhao Er shouted until a small knife was stuffed into his mouth.

"Shut up!" Xiaodao slowly pulled out the knife, threatening: "If you shout again, your tongue will be cut off!"

"Ahem!"

Seeing that Zhao Er gave in, Fang Xing asked in a low voice, "Who asked you to buy Zhuang Jing a drink?"

Zhao Er panted, "I don't know..."

Xin Laoqi gave Fang Wu a look, and when the rag had just blocked Zhao Er's mouth, he gave Fang Wu another hammer.

"Woo woo woo..."

Fang Xing nodded when Zhao Er's eyes revealed pleading looks.

Sir Dybala says

I can't take it anymore, I just feel my brain buzzing

To rest, get up early tomorrow and continue to the fifth watch! ! !

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