The Wang family in Jinling City is somewhat famous because his eldest son Wang Yao has achieved great success in studying and the scholar's fame has been obtained. The professor said that for him, the juren and Jinshi were just a matter of hard work.

So his residence is easy to find.

Zhang Bi dismounted and pointed to the yard in front of him, and said sadly: "Brother, it's here."

He has been here twice, both of whom are visiting.

"You have a good memory."

Fang Xing looked at the yard on the horse's back and ordered: "Knock on the door."

A team of sergeants gently pulled out their swords and quietly approached the gate.

A person suddenly came from the end of the alley. The sergeant who was passing by to monitor pointed at him and pointed at the edge of the person. The man immediately leaned against the wall and was taken out.

A soldier suddenly knocked on the gate, and later someone inside asked impatiently: "Who?"

"The eldest young master in the mansion gave small money and sent a letter back."

The sergeant said loudly, and the footsteps inside became more rapid.

That young master is the hope of the Wang family!

But after today, this hope will turn into despair.

The initiator bowed his head and confessed his guilt.

As soon as the door was opened, two soldiers collided and collided.

"Bang!"

The door was knocked open, and the man who opened the door was knocked over to the side and shouted like a pig: "I've killed someone! I've killed someone!"

The long knife stretched forward, and the man immediately shut up and bit his fingers and was trembling.

This is a two-entry house, not small.

"Roar in!"

A team of sergeants rushed in with their knives, and screams came from inside immediately.

Fang Xing got off his horse and walked into the Wang family. When he entered the inner courtyard, he saw a team of soldiers surrounding and killing three men, and two middle-aged men and women were kneeling beside him.

He didn't look at the siege and killed, but just asked the man, "Wang Fu?"

The middle-aged man looked up and smiled bitterly, "Sir, it's Wang Fu."

"ah!"

"Give up the knife and kneel down and don't kill him!"

I didn't bring muskets when I came out today, but the soldiers surrounded and killed the three of them just a joke. They cut over the two in a few strokes, and they were deliberately trying to keep a living.

Fang Xing frowned slightly and asked, "Why do you want to rebel?"

Wang Fu's cheeks trembled and he said tremblingly: "Brother, I'm not planning to rebel!"

"It turns out that I have met Ben Bo!"

Fang Xing sneered, "Who are those three people? Where did the swords and guns come from? Are you planning to use these long swords to hunt?"

At this time, the last man next to him yelled and prepared to fight the soldiers desperately.

"Bound arrow!"

Xin Laoqi shouted, and two crossbow arrows shot him in the thigh, and then the soldiers went up to control him.

"search!"

The sergeants rushed into the study and began to knock on the walls and the ground.

Soon someone shouted, "Where is available!"

"Get the hoe!"

"Don't use a hoe, move the table away and use a shovel."

"Opened!"

The sweat on Wang Fu's face fell in front of him. He looked up several times, but he wanted to speak but stopped.

"Father!"

A cry of grief came from outside, and then a young man in his early twenties was escorted in.

"Yaoer!"

When Wang Fu saw this young man, he suddenly collapsed and shouted at Fang Xing: "Brother, right below, right below."

“What is it?”

Fang Xing asked.

"It's a knife, it's a knife..."

"How many?"

Wang He couldn't help asking. His eyes shone, hoping to spit out a major case of rebellion from Wang Fu's mouth.

Wang Fu glanced at Wang He and was about to speak when a cheer came from inside.

"How many long swords, bows and arrows!"

"Brother..."

Wang Fu glanced at Wang Yao and shouted: "It's a long sword, a long sword in the army!"

"It's too late!"

Fang Xing said coldly: "You are lucky, you are dead."

With so many standard weapons, Wang Fu could not survive, but his family could consider it.

Wang He walked to Wang Yao and whispered: "Wang Fu, what your son will be like in the future depends on your old despicableness!"

It's a eunuch!

Wang Yao thought of Dongchang in an instant and said in tears: "It's theirs, theirs. The young ones don't want to answer. They want to kill someone to silence them!"

"Who? What do they want to do?"

Fang Xing also felt that he had caught a big fish. He pointed outside the door and Xin Laoqi ordered: "Go and inform the Ministry of War and Li Xiu immediately, check the city gate, and investigate strictly."

"Brother, those people are... they want to escape overseas, before leaving... they want to make a fuck, grab a fuck..."

"Name, identity, address!"

"Guan Chugui..."

Wang He quickly recorded it with a charcoal pen. After these records were finished, Fang Xing asked: "The source of the weapon."

Wang Fu had completely collapsed. He gasped and said, "I don't know, the little one really doesn't know. In the past... what they detained back then should be what they detained back then. It is said that they want to go out to sea..."

...

"The Wang family was searched!"

A strong man rushed into the study room. The middle-aged man in the study room looked up unhappily, and then asked in surprise: "Who?"

The person who came looked frightened, "Master, it's the Wang family, Wang Fu family!"

The middle-aged man suddenly stood up and sat back dejectedly.

"Master, the person who went there was Fang Xing!"

The person who came was really scared, and his voice became as sharp as Wang He: "Fang Xing was ruthless, he must have come to sleep as he sleeps. Master, please leave quickly!"

"Those knives, those knives!"

The middle-aged man stood up and trembled, "Go, get ready, go immediately."

This is Guan Chugui, a wealthy businessman, with a flexible wrist and a good dancer. He has a good reputation in Jinling City.

He hurriedly took his family onto the carriage and then left the city.

After leaving the city, he breathed a sigh of relief and called the leader of the accompanying clerk to come over.

"Don't worry, you can wait. Master, I have some connections overseas. Not to mention those who are nearby, Master, I have lended a lot of money among the merchants in Yingzhou. In addition, I have their handles in my hand, so I can feel at ease."

The group boarded the boat by the river and then waited.

If you cannot go out to sea during the day, you will be caught by the patrolling fleet. Those who dare to resist will be killed.

The ship is not small, but in an environment that inspires business, the ships in the south are increasing every year, increasing continuously.

The Korean Central Government is already discussing the possibility of liberalizing overseas trade. The only thing that can be considered is that merchants use their population to go out to sea and then find a place to dominate the king.

But Zheng He, the navy's side, vowed that as long as the scale of the navy is not reduced, this is a joke. Those who dare to take their population to sea will promise to pull them back with people and ships.

But after turning the conversation, Zheng He talked about the uneasy things at sea. In short, going to sea is OK, but not the strait for the time being, because the Ming Dynasty has not yet controlled it.

The empire's level was gradually loosening, and the merchants in the south were rejoicing, and even shouted the slogan of long live His Majesty during the assembly.

For those capable businessmen, the Xuande Nian is the best era, their golden age!
To be continued...