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Chapter 61 The world of officialdom has no boundaries, we should use the cage as a boat

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    The servants all got up, and each of them was wearing a three-piece suit - a musket, a Tang knife, and a small flashlight.

    Fang Xing looked at the black-faced man slumped on the ground and said with disgust: "For people like you, you will probably be a traitor in the future!"

    The group of people left behind the black-faced man who was tied up and still wondering what a traitor was, and quietly walked towards the river.

    The north wind howled, covering up the sound of footsteps very well.

    There was a black-canopied boat leaning against the river behind the village. There was still a slight light in the boat, allowing Xin Laoqi to locate it successfully at once.

    "Master, what should I do? Should I die or live?"

    Xin Laoqi asked murderously.

    Fang Xing stood in the open field and felt a little bored. He might as well sleep with his wife under the quilt.

    "If you don't resist, you will be arrested alive."

    The group of people quietly reached the shore and even heard someone in the boat complaining about the cold weather.

    Fang Xing held Tang Dao and nodded to Xin Laoqi.

    Xin Laoqi waved his hand and jumped onto the boat with two of his servants. The remaining servants lit the match ropes and pointed their guns at the black awning boat.

    "who?"

    There was a loud shout in the cabin, followed by a chaotic fight.  Soon, it was all over.

    The two men with bruised noses and swollen faces were brought to the shore. When they saw Fang Xing, their eyes widened and they looked extremely panicked.

    "What's the point of this!"

    Fang Xing shook his head, and then watched the two men being taken away.

    "Master, let's go back."

    Xin Laoqi reminded.

    "Okay, go back."

    Fang Xing rubbed his face vigorously, his mood as uncertain as the weather.

    Back in the woodshed, the two men had already seen their companions who had been captured earlier. They couldn¡¯t even explain the excuse that they were here for fun, and just waited blankly to be dealt with.

    "He is Maori!"

    The black-faced man completely betrayed Chang Yao. When he saw Fang Xing come in, he pointed out Mao Li with a flattering smile.

    Maori¡¯s beard is very interesting. It looks like three earthworms hovering around his mouth.  He was already desperate at this time.

    "Hey! It's not healthy to fight and kill people like this during the Chinese New Year!"

    Fang Xing took the hot tea from Xin Laoqi and said with emotion.

    Maoli and others all looked happy when they heard this, but Fang Xing kicked the long knife on the ground with his foot and said leisurely: "But I can't be a farmer either!"

    These people didn¡¯t know the allusion between the farmer and the snake. They just knelt on the ground, wishing that Fang Xing would immediately order their release.

    "You are making things difficult for me!"

    Fang Xing was really in a dilemma. It was easy to kill these four assassins at once, but the follow-up was very troublesome.

    Are you going to let Chang Yao go?

    impossible!

    Fang Xing is not the kind of person who knocks out his teeth and swallows them.

    Fang Xing¡¯s gaze was full of murderous intent at one moment, and deep and unpredictable at the other, making the hearts of several assassins feel like they were on a roller coaster, going up and down, and their backs were soaked.

    "Why did Chang Yao want to kill me?"

    Motive!  Fang Xing thought of the motive for the murder!

    Although three of Chang Yao's men were killed by Fang Xing, these three men were just trivial matters to Chang Yao and were not enough to make Chang Yao have murderous intentions towards him.

    You must know that once the assassination of Fang Xing is revealed, Chang Yao will have no choice but to wait for death, and even the King of Han will not dare to save him.

    ¡°The effort and the gain are not directly proportional!¡±

    Maoli licked his dry lips, rolled his eyes and said, "Mr. Fang I really don't know."

    Fang Xing glanced sideways at the man and said disdainfully, "Then what use do you have?"

    These words frightened Mao Li. He struggled fiercely and shouted: "Master Fang, I really don't know! At that time, Mr. Chang, oh no, it was Chang Yao. He asked me to find a few people and then kill you."  , as for the reason, he didn¡¯t say"

    Mao Li¡¯s voice was too loud. Fang Xing plucked his ears and waved, ¡°Take them all to the cellar.¡±

    After everyone left, Fang Xing was thinking about this matter without feeling sleepy.

    Kill them?

    " In this case, it is equivalent to exonerating Chang Yao from responsibility.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?How can Chang Yao taste the bad consequences?

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    Chang Yao slept well that night and didn't wake up until dawn.  He pushed away the thick arm pressing on his neck in disgust, and then washed up under the service of the maid.

    "Master, aren't you on duty today?"

    Chang Yao's wife showed her fat face from under the quilt. First she glared at the maid fiercely, and then she sat up straight without any taboo.  It's a pity that Bai Shengsheng's body did not attract Chang Yao, who was in a daze.

    After arriving in the study, Chang Yao called the housekeeper and asked, "Is Mao Li back?"

    The butler lowered his head and replied, "Sir, no, I kept watch all night and didn't see them come back."

    "Hiss"

    Chang Yao felt a bit toothache. He put down the tea cup and hurriedly wanted to find Shang Dequan.

    "Sir, I have a letter from you."

    At this time, a boy came in from outside, holding a letter in his hand.

    "Whose letter is it?"

    Chang Yao asked as he opened the envelope, and then his body froze.

    ¡ª¡ªThe scenery was very beautiful last night. How could Master Chang be missing while walking in the snow?  What a pity!

    Chang Yao felt that all the blood in his body was frozen, and he looked at the row of words below with difficulty.

    ¡ª¡ªMaster Chang has been an official for many years, so he must have a rich eunuch.  There is no limit to the officialdom, so we should use the cage as a boat!

    This is Fang Xing!

    This is definitely Fang Xing¡¯s handiwork!

    Early in the morning, the housekeeper saw Chang Yao's hand shaking as he held the letter.  He thought it was because he was too cold, and was about to ask someone to warm his hands, but when he looked up, he saw that green face.

    "Master"

    The cold wind blew by, and Chang Yao's body shivered in the wind.  He bent down to pick up the envelope that had been blown down by the wind, and walked into the study with an expressionless face.

    The housekeeper stood blankly outside the door. He used to be Chang Yao's bookboy and knew Chang Yao very well.  When you see this look on your face, you know something big is going on.

    There was dead silence in the study. After a long time, the door opened.

    "Master!"

    When the housekeeper looked up, he saw Chang Yao's half-white hair, and he was immediately frightened.

    People say hair turns gray overnight, but in less than half an hour, Chang Yao's hair turned from shiny black to white.

    "Master!"

    Chang Yao raised his head, looked at the sky covered with dark clouds, and said absentmindedly: "The Chinese New Year is almost here!"

    The housekeeper felt that Chang Yao's behavior was a bit abnormal, and he said cautiously: "Yes, sir, all the New Year's goods at home are ready."

    Chang Yao lowered his head, his expression was a little strange, and then he ordered: "Call the madam, and also call the young master."

    Not long after, there was mourning in Chang's house, and everyone in the house changed into white clothes.

    And Fang Xing also received a letter at this time.

    "Whose letter is it?"

    Zhang Shuhui bit off the thread with her teeth, then looked at the purse in her hand and asked casually.

    Fang Xing¡¯s expression was a little strange and a little annoyed.

    "Zhu Zhanji, this bastard! I can't spare him!"

    Fang Xing gritted his teeth and cursed, if Zhu Zhanji appeared in front of him at this time, he would at least have a blue eye.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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