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Chapter 611 Fang Xing, you will definitely die tonight!

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

    Xin Laoqi quickly directed the servants to carry it, but Xiaodao asked curiously: "Master, are you unhappy with so much silver?"

    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!"

    "So much silver?"

    The family recently spent a sum of money to subsidize the price reduction of the two books. Although Zhang Shuhui supports it, it is inevitable that she is a little heartbroken.

    Seeing a large amount of money at this time, Zhang Shuhui felt as refreshed as a sudden rain after a long drought.

    "My husband has been working hard recently. The beggar girl will prepare a rich dinner."

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

    In the past, I would always have a big meal when I woke up. Later, Zhang Shuhui felt that it was too extravagant and not like normal people's way of eating, so she cut back a lot.

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

    "Dehua, some students said that someone has been asking them to copy textbooks in the past few days. After thinking about it for a while, I feel that this is something wrong!"

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

    "I seem to smell the smell of crabs. The crab meat in this season is less creamy and yellowish, hey! But if there is some good wine to go with it, I will just have to have a meal."

    Fang Xing smiled and said, "Mr. Xie's food luck is always good. Today, Zhuojing is so kind to you, let's have a good time."

    As Chunsheng continued to serve dishes, Xie Jin became increasingly impatient to wait. He urged: "Where is your wife? Hurry up and start the meal!"

    As soon as Zhang Shuhui came in, she saw Xie Jin's salivating look and chuckled: "Mr. Xie, there is your favorite prawn tonight, you must eat more."

    "I am very sure of that."

    Xie Jin and Fang Xing went to wash their hands.

    Just on the edge of the yard, a large aluminum can is placed on a wooden shelf, with a water pipe leading down from it. You only need to turn the faucet to get water, which is very convenient.

    "Dehua, those students didn't give it to me, but I think this is not a common practice. It would be easy for others to steal."

    Xie Jin washed his hands and said from the side.

    Fang Xing thought for a while and then smiled and said: "Without the teacher's teaching, it is 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 am eager to do it."  a ha ha ha!"

    When Jie Jin thought about it, he smiled and said: "It seems that those people are a little panicked and want to know themselves and the enemy. But if your method had not been explained by Ma Su often, I would have been confused even with the book! 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, and his mouth was bitter.

    "can't read?"

    In the imperial prison, Lu Zhen was holding the chemistry book and looking at the symbols, completely confused.  He said helplessly: "Master Ji, these symbols are unique to Fang Xue. They seem to be the characters of Dashi. I don't understand!"

    An uneducated guy!

    Ji Gang looked at the several delicious dishes placed on the table inside, and gritted his teeth and said: "If I find someone who understands Dashi writing, you might know a thing or two?"

    Lu Zhen wanted to say that there was no problem, but he was afraid of offending Ji Gang, so he had to say honestly: "Master Ji, some of the contents here are probably transmitted from heart to mouth and cannot be learned without a teacher."

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

    Ji Gang glanced at him and said calmly: "That's it! I'll think of other ways."

    But if there is any way to think of it, Ji Gang can't go out and find someone to study it. If Fang Xing just yells, his reputation will be ruined.

    Returning to the Jinyiwei Yamen, Ji Gang summoned a few confidants and asked them to take a look.

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

    "It's all gone."

    Frustrated, Ji Gang drove away his subordinates and sat alone in the lobby for a long time before writing a letter.

    The letter was written to King Zhao. Ji Gang only mentioned a few recent major events, such as the inside story of the reform of the salt policy and the methods.Wake up about the conflict between Shu and the Imperial College.

    After writing the letter, Ji Gang tiredly asked someone to send it to him, and then sneered: "Fang Xing, the culprit of the salt coup is you. Those salt merchants are not easy to deal with, so just wait!"

    The Fang family has a small population. Apart from the three members of the family, there are servants, servants, Xie Jin Huangzhong and others.

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

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

    Xiao Dao is on duty tonight. He is sitting on a big tree in the backyard with a bag of fried chestnuts in his hand.  Peel it open slowly, it's sweet and waxy.

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

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

    Of course Xiao Dao was not melancholy, he just ate chestnuts silently until a dark shadow appeared on the wall

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

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

    The shadow quietly moved toward the backyard, and the knife was right in front of him. He didn't even use the throwing knife, and just as the man approached the arch, he pounced on him.

    "Poof!"

    The man was thrown heavily onto the stone slab, and his head collided with the stone slab, making a muffled sound.

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

    "Don't disturb my master while he's sleeping, or I'll 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 been opened.

    who is it?

    Xiaodao looked down and saw that the man he tied up was laughing silently.

    "You're late!"

    ??Tune the tiger away from the mountain!  And all the people who came were dead soldiers!  Otherwise, I wouldn¡¯t be willing to act as bait.

    You must know that if something happens to Fang Xing, the captured thief will definitely die miserably!

    I shouldn¡¯t be brave!

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

    The sound spread far away in the quiet night, and immediately the sound of the door opening and shouting came from the servant's accommodation area.

    ¡°Woo woo woo¡­¡±

    At this time, outside the master bedroom in the inner courtyard, a man in black was looking proudly at the bell that was caught in the net he cast. Then, regardless of its struggle, he rushed towards the door of the master bedroom with a long knife.

    Fang Xing, you will definitely die tonight!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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