Chapter 608 Fang Xing, You Will Definitely Die Tonight!

Fang Xing looked at the boxes of money, and said with some confusion: "Hey! Send it to the inner courtyard and ask Madam to put it away."

Xin Laoqi hurriedly ordered the servants to carry it, but Xiaodao asked curiously: "Master, are you unhappy with so much money?"

Fang Xing looked at the sky without a single cloud, and murmured, "What I want to see is the moth that represents the friendship between the two countries!"

"That much silver?"

The family recently gave out a sum of money to subsidize the price reduction of the two books. Although Zhang Shuhui supported it, it was inevitable that she felt a little heartbroken.

Seeing a large pile of silver at this time, Zhang Shuhui felt as refreshed as the rain after a long drought.

"My husband has been working hard recently, so I asked Hua Niang to have a bigger dinner."

When Fang Xing heard this, he was moved to 'hot tears', and felt that this woman was finally generous.

In the past, Fang would have a big meal when he was awake, but later Zhang Shuhui felt that it was too extravagant, and it didn't seem like a normal way of eating, so he reduced it a lot.

But before eating, Xie Jin came to Fang Xing for something.

"Dehua, some students said that some people have been asking them to copy textbooks these days. After thinking about it, I always feel that this matter is not right!"

As Xie Jin spoke, his nose twitched, and his eyes turned to Chunsheng, who was outside the door with vegetables and was about to come in.

"The old man seems to smell the smell of crabs. The crab meat in this season is rarely yellowish, hey! But if there is some good wine to match, the old man can barely eat it."

Fang Xing said with a smile: "Mr. Xie's food luck is always good, today I am so kind to you, let's have a good meal."

As Chunsheng continued to serve dishes, Xie Jin couldn't wait any longer. He urged, "Where's your wife? Hurry up and start dinner!"

As soon as Zhang Shuhui came in, she saw Xie Jin's mouth watering, she smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Xie, I have your favorite prawns tonight, you must eat more."

"I am very sure of that."

Xie Jin and Fang Xing went to wash their hands.

Just by the edge of the yard, a large aluminum tank is placed on a wooden shelf, and there is a water pipe leading down from it. You only need to turn the tap to get water, which is very convenient.

"Dehua,

Those students didn't give it, but the old man felt that this was not a common practice, and it would be easy for others to steal it. "

Xie Jin washed his hands well and said from the side.

Fang Xing thought for a while and smiled: "Without the teacher's teaching, it's useless for them to take it. Besides, this is Fang Xue, at most they just want to understand it. If anyone wants to study it, then I can't wait to see it." a ha ha ha!"

Xie Jin thought about it, so he smiled and said: "It seems that those people are a little panicked, and they want to know themselves and the enemy. But if Ma Su didn't often explain your methods, the old man would be confused with books! I hope those people You can learn how to do it!"

Fang Xing said casually: "Don't worry about this, let's go eat."

Fang Xing was eating a big meal, but Ji Gang felt as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis, and his mouth felt bitter.

"can't read?"

In the prison, Lu Zhen held the chemistry book and looked at the symbols, completely confused. He said helplessly: "Master Ji, these symbols are unique to Fang Xue. They seem to be written by Dashi. I don't understand them!"

Uneducated guy!

Ji Gang looked at the few delicious dishes on the table inside, and gritted his teeth: "If I find someone who understands Dashi characters, you may know a thing or two?"

Lu Zhen wanted to say it was all right, but he was afraid of offending Ji Gang, so he had no choice but to say honestly: "Master Ji, some of the content in this is probably dictated by heart, and it cannot be learned without a teacher."

Seeing Ji Gang's gloomy face, Lu Zhen's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Master Ji, did Fang Xing cause trouble again?"

Ji Gang glanced at him, and said lightly: "That's all! I will think of other ways."

But there is no way to think about it, Ji Gang can't find someone to study it with great fanfare, then Fang Xing only needs to yell, and his reputation will be considered a stinky street.

Back at the Jinyiwei yamen, Ji Gang summoned a few of his confidants and asked them to take a look.

But it was getting dark, most of these people knew some conceptual things, and Zhuang Jing was already dozing off.

"It's all gone."

Discouraged, Ji Gang drove away his subordinates, sat alone in the lobby, and took a long time to write a letter.

The letter was written to King Zhao, and Ji Gang only mentioned a few recent major events, such as the inside story of the reform of the Salt Administration, and the conflict between Fang Xing's book and the Imperial College.

After writing the letter, Ji Gang sent someone to deliver it exhaustedly, and then sneered: "Fang Xing, you are the one who is responsible for the change of the salt policy. Those salt merchants are not good people, just wait!"

Fang's family has a small population, apart from the family of three, there are servants and servants, as well as Xie Jin Huang Zhong and others.

There are not many people, it is quiet at night, and the quality of sleep is good.

Tonight, Fang Xing drank too much, so he took advantage of the drunkenness and took a big quilt to sleep with. At this time, he was being entangled by the limbs of two women, and fell into a deep sleep.

Xiaodao was on duty tonight, and he was sitting on a big tree in the backyard with a bag of fried chestnuts in his hand. Peel off slowly, sweet and waxy.

It's already late autumn, and the night is very cold, and the knife is wrapped in a cotton coat, but I think it's okay.

The pale moonlight shone on the earth, making it look extraordinarily lonely and desolate. If a poet saw such a scene, he would probably write a melancholy poem.

Of course, Xiaodao didn't have any melancholy, just eating chestnuts silently, until a dark shadow appeared on the wall...

The black shadow looked around carefully on the top of the wall, then hung on the top of the wall with a hook rope, and slowly slid down.

After seeing that there was no one following, Xiaodao put the bag of chestnuts in an abandoned bird's nest, and then slid down the big tree.

The black shadow quietly groped towards the backyard, the knife was right in front of him, he didn't even need a flying knife, just as the man was approaching the arch, he jumped right in front of him.

"puff!"

The man was thrown heavily on the stone slab, his head collided with the slate, and there was a muffled sound.

Just when he was dizzy and trying to struggle, a small knife was already resting on his neck.

"Don't make my master sleep, or you will cut off your tongue."

The knife quickly tied up the man, and when he was about to send a signal to summon another secret sentry on duty at night, he found that the wooden door had already been opened.

who is it?

Xiaodao looked down, and the man tied up by him was laughing silently.

"You're late!"

Tune the tiger away from the mountain! And those who come are all dead men! Otherwise, he would not be willing to act as bait.

You must know that if something happens to Fang Xing, the thief who is caught will definitely die a miserable death!

I shouldn't be brave!

Xiaodao raised his head and shouted: "Protect the master!"

The sound spread far away in the silent night, and immediately there was the sound of opening the door and shouting from the servant's quarters.

"Woo woo woo..."

At this time, outside the master bedroom in the inner courtyard, a man in black was proudly looking at the bell that was caught in the net that he threw out, and then ignoring its struggle, he rushed directly to the door of the master bedroom with a long knife in his hand.

Fang Xing, you will definitely die tonight!