Chapter 615 The Night Is Deep, Trying to Arrest Someone

Yangzhou City at night is far less prosperous than later generations. After the night ban, there is no one else on the street except the patrolling soldiers. E novel Ww ㄟ W. %1XIAOSHUO. COM

With a small flag and a team, the main streets of Yangzhou City are under surveillance.

Fang Xing's goal was too big, so instead of riding a horse, he sat in a carriage.

The two hundred households were divided into four teams and headed towards the east of the city from several directions.

Next door to Yuan's house, Yuan Ren was hugging that Cui Niang, and Cui Niang would give him a leather cup from time to time, and the two gradually became more and more in love with each other.

"Plop!"

Yuan Ren's hand was moving around, when there was a muffled sound outside the door, he jumped up like a shot rabbit.

"master……"

Cuiniang was still in a state of confusion, but Yuan Ren's sudden release made her feel a little empty.

"Shut up!"

The blush on Yuan Ren's face had subsided, and the rest was pale from nervousness.

The candlelight reflected Yuan Ren's shadow on the window paper, which looked wobbly.

The silence outside the door lasted for a long time, Cuiniang trembled all over, and tremblingly said: "Master, are you a thief?"

"Shut up for me!"

Yuan Ren turned around and shouted in a low voice with a ferocious face. His face was covered with sweat, and tremblingly he took out a short blade from his waist and asked, "Who is outside? Talk!"

But it was still quiet outside, a gust of wind blew past, making the window lattices rattle.

Her heart was beating fast, and her underwear was soaked in sweat in an instant. Yuan Ren felt his throat and eyes were dry, so he bravely touched the edge of the window and peeked out.

There was a bolt on the door, which could at least guarantee safety for a period of time, so Yuan Ren gradually calmed down.

"who?!"

Yuan Ren put his face on the window paper, his eyes stared open, and then he saw a black shadow suddenly appear from the bottom to the top.

"Hey..."

Yuan Ren let out a dry cry,

Like... a night owl.

"Crack!"

The black shadow remained motionless, and just when Yuan Ren wanted to retreat, he punched through the window lattice suddenly. Those wooden grids seemed to be made of paper and were easily broken.

"ah……"

Just as Cuiniang screamed in horror, Yuan Ren moved his feet and wanted to run away.

"Crack!"

The hand that had just broken the window lattice suddenly thrust forward, grabbed Yuan Ren's neck, and then pulled it violently.

"Forgive me..."

Yuan Ren's head was pulled out of the window, and he screamed in panic.

"ignition!"

The torch was lit, and the burly man who grabbed Yuan Ren said, "Master, do you want to pull it out?"

"He's not shit."

Yuan Ren heard the sound and looked around, and saw a young man in Tsing Yi standing in the middle of the courtyard with his hands behind his back, with sergeants behind him.

"Xing...Xing and Uncle..."

Being so young, and being able to show up here at night with a sergeant under night ban, Yuan Ren knew who he was without even thinking about it.

Fang Xing patted the sweet-scented osmanthus tree beside him regretfully, "It's too big, otherwise I really want to get it back."

"Xinghe Bo, the little one can take it to Jinling..."

"Oh, is it so?"

Fang Xing walked over with a smile, looked at Yuan Ren who had only one head exposed, and said with a smile, "May Mr. Yuan be willing to invite Fang in for a cup of tea?"

"Willing willing."

Yuan Ren nodded desperately in Xin Laoqi's hand, and then he cried out in pain when his neck was poked by the broken stubble from the window lattice.

"My lord, please let go, the little one will open the door right away."

Yuan Ren smiled at Xin Laoqi's dead face.

Xin Laoqi shook his head: "No need, we will drive by ourselves."

Fang Wu over there took a few steps back in front of the door, and then rushed forward, his shoulder hit the middle of the door.

"Boom!"

"ah……"

The door was knocked open, and Fang Wu rushed in first with a knife. He walked around and saw no one except Cui Niang who was screaming, so he turned around and said, "Master, the house is safe."

After Fang woke up, Lao Qi Xin let Yuan Ren go.

Yuan Ren knelt under the window panting, Fang Wu went over and kicked the short blade away from his hand, and shouted: "Kneel in front of my master!"

Sitting on a chair, Fang Xing looked at the dozen or so dishes on the table, and couldn't help boasting, "They're all good dishes! It's a pity."

Hearing this, Yuan Ren walked over on his knees and howled, "Uncle, woo woo! Uncle, I would like to dedicate all the family property to uncle, just to survive..."

Fang Xing kicked his feet on the ground, slid out together with the chair, and said, "Ben is not a robber, you don't need to worry about your belongings. But...Fang Wu, get that woman away."

"Uncle, please forgive me..."

Cuiniang was frightened out of her wits by these words, lying on the ground trembling.

"Benbo doesn't want anyone's life, get out!"

Fang Xing frowned and shouted.

After the weeping Cui Niang was taken out, Fang Xing looked at Yuan Ren, and said playfully, "Master Yuan, would you like to cooperate with me to clean up the evil atmosphere in Yangzhou Mansion?"

Miao Chengfu and the others are dead!

This thought flashed through Yuan Ren's mind, he kowtowed and said, "I am willing to come in the wind and go in the rain for my uncle, and I will never complain."

"There's nothing to say..."

Yuan Ren was so frightened that he quickly wanted to express his determination, but Fang Xing said slowly: "If you run away, you will die. If you don't run away, you will still have a way to live, so Ben is not afraid of you running away."

"The little ones dare not."

"It's fine if you don't dare."

Fang Xing sighed: "There are always some people who think that they are very smart, that they are extremely smart, but most of these people think they are smart in the end, and I hope you will take care of yourself."

Yuan Ren was dazzled by Fang Xing's soft and hard attitude, just as he said that he would be Fang Xing's loyal dog for the rest of his life, Fang Xing took out a piece of paper.

"You must be familiar with the salt market in the south. Benbo asks you, once the birth..."

...

After one night, the people of Yangzhou Prefecture were surprised to find that nothing happened last night.

It shouldn't be!

Although Miao Chengfu lives in a small place, he is very particular about his life.

After washing up, he walked slowly to the dining room.

The breakfast is very rich, with both northern and southern dishes, including Wufu meatballs, which Miao Chengfu likes most.

Shrimp, mutton, chicken, beef, and goose, these five meats are mixed with secret seasonings and fried in lard. The taste makes people forget their tongues.

After breakfast, Miao Chengfu asked about the situation in the city last night. When he learned that nothing happened, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said in puzzlement: "According to Uncle Xinghe's previous two methods, he shouldn't have So peaceful!"

"Master, did Xing and Uncle feel that there was no chance of winning, so they simply prepared to hold back!"

The butler has followed Miao Chengfu for many years and has experienced many turmoil, so he has a little contempt for Fang Xing, thinking that Fang Xing must not dare to take the risk of touching these salt merchants, otherwise everyone will die together!

Miao Chengfu pressed the corners of his eyes and said: "That's Taisun's teacher. When he arrives in Yangzhou City, he will retreat if he doesn't advance. We can afford to wait, but he can't!"

Thinking of Miao Chengfu and others' recent measures to reduce the amount of private salt, the housekeeper couldn't help but nodded and said, "Master, why don't we take the initiative to test it out?"

Miao Chengfu's eyes lit up, "Well, that's a good idea, wait for me to discuss it with Hu Erwen."

But when he arrived at Hu Erwen's house, he was told that the master was not there, and no one knew where he had gone.

Miao Chengfu came here in high spirits, but came back disappointed, and couldn't help cursing: "Where did this lotus-eyed fellow go?"

If Miao Chengfu saw Hu Erwen kneeling in front of Fang Xing at this time, he would probably yell at him.