There are many springs in Jinan, and many people can dig it up as soon as they dig it.

There are many wells here. On early autumn days, drinking a sip of sweet well water can make you feel that refreshing from your internal organs.

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

Fang Xing wiped off the water stains on the corner of his mouth and bowed to him.

This is a small home, except for the small kitchen next to it, there are only three rooms.

An old hen in the yard dug out a nest in the shade and was napping listlessly.

Life is not easy without food!

The child hid behind the woman, looked at Fang Xing with his head protrudingly, a little thin.

The woman apologized: "There has not been fired at home since yesterday, and there is no hot water."

She saw that Fang Xing's eyebrows were a little painful and confused, so she couldn't help but turn to his sight.

Then she saw her son.

"Can your child eats full on weekdays?"

The woman smiled and said, "It's okay, let's eat tightly at home."

Fang Xing continued to ask, "Is there still not enough food?"

The woman looked at the servants behind Fang Xing and felt that a woman was not good for her to stay with outsiders for a long time, so she said perfunctorily: "Most of the grain has gone to the capital and the side walls, and the food price here cannot be reduced..."

Fang Xing saw that the child was timid, so he smiled and said, "There will be more in the future."

The woman said angrily: "No matter how much food is, it will not be reduced, so what's the use?"

Fang Xing turned his face, looked deep, and said, "It will descend, it will definitely."

"Thank you for your water, my sister-in-law, goodbye."

The woman looked at Fang Xing going out and said disdainfully: "Who do you think you are? The big men in the government office dare not say this! Bah!"

She spitted towards the gate, turned around and saw her son holding a piece of jerky meat in his hand, while a small bag was placed at the child's feet.

“Where did it come from?”

Amid the sharp shouts, Fang Xing had already accelerated his pace.

Turning around this alley and walking more than a hundred steps straight to the left, Xin Laoqi stopped outside a house and pressed the door.

The copper ring hit the door heavily, making a dull sound.

"Who?"

There was an impatient voice inside asking.

Xin Laoqi took a step back, held the handle of the knife and said, "Open the door within ten breaths!"

Xiaodao held the flying knife in his hand and looked at the left and right of the alley with a smile.

Fang Wu looked at the terrain of the family with the eyes of a scout and whispered: "Master, there should be no ambush."

Fang Xing looked at the mottled light and shadow casting from a big tree behind him onto the wall, and said lightly: "If there is, kill it."

The sound of footsteps gradually approached, and then someone looked out through the crack of the door.

"Who are you waiting for?"

"Seven breaths!"

Xin Laoqi stared at the eye behind the crack in the door with sharp eyes. The next moment he was about to break in and cut off the head behind the door first.

The eyes disappeared and the door opened. A man in green looked at Xin Laoqi outside the door vigilantly and asked, "What's the matter? There are all neighbors here, and you can't escape by shouting."

Those who can wear swords must have official positions, so the man in blue is just a threat, and he wants to give the person a warning.

Xin Laoqi walked in, glanced across the yard, and shouted, "Three people, to the left!"

The man in green was still stunned, and Xiaodao had already rushed in.

The yard is spacious, and three people rushed out of the two wing rooms on the left, all with knives.

Xin Laoqi drew out the knife, but did not meet the enemy, but stared at the main hall.

Zhengtang slowly walked out of a man, Jinyi, and with every move, a breath of a family of aristocratic families came to his face.

The knife rushed over quickly, raised his right hand, rushed into the throat of the man in front of him, and fell down dejectedly.

The other two men were stunned, Xiaodao pulled out the long sword, and rushed over with a smile.

The long sword blocks, and the opponent in front of the small sword is confidently cut down.

In the training of the hospital guards, even with a wooden knife, his move will never be successful.

The opponent either abandons the knife or can only be cut into the wrist by a long knife.

And this is not a wooden knife!

Xiaodao was still smiling. His hands loosened and the long sword fell down.

The man continued to move downward uncontrollably, and he looked at the fist in front of him in shock.

Bang!

With just one punch, the knife knocked the opponent's face into a flat surface.

His feet hooked, and the long knife that had just fallen under his knee was provoked obediently.

Holding it, when the second man waved his knife to slash, Xiaodao shouted: "Kill!"

His dodge and turned around, and the long sword slashed out with the centrifugal force of the turn.

The man in brocade was standing on the steps and looking warm.

Fang Xing stood in the yard and looked at the man in brocade.

The head fell to the ground, and then the body fell to the ground.

The man in brocade smiled and clasped his fists and said, "The servants are ignorant, and I dare to ask about the identity of the distinguished guest."

"I'm awake!"

After a silence, the man in brocade walked down the steps and said, "I heard that someone under Xing and Bo is good at flying knives. Now, when I see it, I don't know what Xing and Bo are looking for."

The two are about two meters apart, which is a distance that is neither intimate nor distant.

"I know that checking the land will make people anxious, so I have already prepared a backup plan."

"At that time, I hope this backup will never be used, because it means you still have concerns and know the bottom line."

"It's not my family."

"Yes, but are you ashamed to watch?"

"No! You are the chief minister, you should be ashamed of you."

"You're taking risks!"

"Who should be ashamed of using the people as bait to tempt those people to buy grain, and the rice shops raise prices and use the people as bait. Who should be ashamed?"

The man in brocade clothes is as gentle as before.

Just like the wooden statues of gods in the temple, nothing can move them.

Fang Xing looked at him and murmured: "You are deeply rooted, you are powerful..."

The gentleness of the man in the brocade finally had a flaw.

A little reserved and... pride!

Fang Xing's eyes suddenly became sharp and he narrowed his eyes and said, "You have failed. You want to wait and see the good show of civil change, but Ben disappointed you, no, it's hopeless."

Reserve and pride gradually fade away!

"You want to wait and see Bob bring people to search the house, and then you will encourage him and go to various places to encourage him. From Jinan to the capital, from the capital to Jiaozhi, you will blow a evil wind, and... Bob makes you lose this opportunity. Are you humiliating... or... depressed?"

Fang Xing looked at the man in Jinyi sarcastically and said, "On the way here, Ben saw the joy of the people and saw that they were still trusting the Ming Dynasty. Are you disappointed?"

"No, we are never disappointed, let alone despair. You... don't have that ability."

The man in brocade nodded slightly and smiled: "Our power is very powerful, and it makes you feel as small as an ant. Xinghe Bo, let go, the Ming Dynasty is very big, let go, we can join hands to welcome the arrival of a prosperous era. The magnificent era will not lose to any dynasty. You will leave your name in history..."

Fang Xing shook his head slightly, "No, Ben Bo disdains to leave a name in history. Ben Bo once said that only one epitaph is needed."

The man in the brocade had more shock in his eyes and asked, "Do you Da Mingxing and Bo?"

"That's right."

The smell of blood gradually spread, and several men came out from behind, and they stood silently behind the man in brocade.

Xin Laoqi's eyes were sharp, staring at the men like a hawk, and his left hand gradually raised.

No matter who dares to threaten Fang Xing, Xin Laoqi dares to kill anyone!

Fang Xing raised his head slightly and said, "We are not people on the same path. The saint's doctrine will be immortal, and you will rot and moan under the ground. You are smaller than dust and are not worth mentioning, and can only be despised by future generations!"

The man in brocade had a little more dangerous light in his eyes, and he continued to smile, "Do you come here today just want to tell me this?"

Fang Xing nodded, shook his head again, and then waved his hand suddenly.

Bang!

The man in brocade covered his face and looked at Fang Xing in disbelief.

"You...never anyone dared to do this to me, you..."

Fang Xing took out his handkerchief and wiped his right hand, and said lightly: "There is no absolute in the world, everything has its beginning. My uncle slapped you now, how do you feel?"

Several men behind the man in brocade clothes drew their swords and made a gesture to rush over.

"retreat!"
Chapter completed!