"Pull out the hair cleaner, otherwise it will be the root of the hair and the throat will be stammered!"

A man who looked a little fierce, scratched off his cheeks and stroked his beards.

This is a kitchen, not big, with a stovetop, and there is a lot of firewood piled up next to it.

Two big men were squatting on the ground, one was burning the fire, his skills were OK, and there was no thick smoke rolling.

Another person plucked chicken feathers in the pot, and the air was filled with a fishy smell. People with bad spleen and stomach were afraid that they would vomit if they smelled it.

The man standing there went out of the kitchen, looked around, and turned around and said, "The people in the village didn't notice us, did he?"

"No, the old man in the village is tied up in the wing room. If he says it, he will immediately cut it."

"I'll go and have a look!"

The big man walked towards the wing room with the handle of the knife.

When he was about to reach the wing room, the man suddenly stopped. He listened with his ears, his expression gradually changed, and he shouted: "Run!"

After saying that, he rushed towards the wing room. As long as he caught the old boy in the village, he believed that he could live half an hour more.

Yes, the big man knew that he could no longer run away.

These days, every time it’s lunch in the village, there are always sounds of calling children and scolding children as mud monkeys.

But today is extremely quiet!

There is no doubt that the people in the village have received a notice in advance and will not come out no matter how much noise there is outside.

At least twenty people can do this.

The two big men in the kitchen had already run out and ran towards the back without hesitation.

But a few people flashed from the back of the main room, and they were holding crossbow arrows in their hands and approaching slowly.

"It's an officer and a soldier!"

The cold eyes, the hand holding the crossbow's bow was very stable.

These are all elite soldiers!

The two of them were looking for their boss in despair.

The big man who was about to rush into the wing room to control the hostages also stopped.

He knocked open the door of the wing room, but he slowly retreated.

Wang Yan had no crossbow and did not draw his sword, but he forced the big man with a knife in his hand to retreat step by step.

Cold sweat slid down the man's face, and the stumbling trajectory on his cheeks was messed up, making his side face full of sweat...

"Who are you?"

The big man was forced to retreat step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step after leaving the wing room, he glanced at the corner of his eyes that the two brothers were also retreating. In despair in his heart, he shouted: "Who are you?"

Wang Yan said expressionlessly: "Give up the knife and kneel down!"

This is a military technique. The man shouted desperately and then slashed away with a knife.

With a clanging sound, the sword light flashed and the head flew up.

Wang Yan turned sideways, avoided the spurted blood, and turned to the two big men.

"Sir, we've surrendered!"

After witnessing Wang Yan's lightning attack, the two men no longer had the will of luck, abandoned their swords and knelt on the ground, and were immediately taken and tied up.

"Sir, it's boring!"

Without killing, the soldiers felt that they could not vent the accumulated evil spirits.

"go back!"

Wang Yan was also helpless. He longed to go to the battlefield, kill and conquer.

But Black Thorn's positioning is a killer weapon. Even if you don't have to hide in the west from now on, there will be no chance of killing.

...

"You sleep on your nap. When you wake up, let me accompany you for a walk in the yard. I'll go out."

Fang Xing tucked the quilt for Mo Chou and touched her face.

Mo Chou nodded, watching Fang Xing go out with some attachment.

...

Zhu Zhanji was discussing matters with the ministers of various departments, but when he woke up, he got on the carriage and then went all the way.

When he arrived at the first place, Fang Xing refused the suggestion of the carriage entering through the back door and got off directly outside the main door.

Fang Shiyi saw that it was Fang Xing, and hurriedly came out, glanced around outside, and said, "Master, you are a little dangerous to go out at this time."

Fang Xing did not answer this question and asked, "Are the guest here?"

Fang Shiyi pointed to the upstairs and said, "Three people, Ding Ren looked a little black-faced, Cao Jin was a little calm, and the third person looked a little ordinary."

Fang Xing went upstairs, and Fang Shiyi knocked on the door outside a private room, and then an impatient voice came from inside.

"who?"

Fang Shiyi pushed open the door without hesitation and then turned sideways to ask Fang to wake up.

There were three people in the room. The thin middle-aged man facing the door was looking at the door in disgust. An old man sitting on his left was just smiling and looking at Fang Xing with inquiry.

The third person sat on the right side, and he slowly stood up, a smile appeared on his young face, very kind.

"In Cao'an, I have met Xing and Bo!"

The young man stepped back and bowed and smiled. The smile made people feel comfortable and felt like spring breeze.

The old man stood up and bowed, "I have met Xinghe Bo."

The thin man in front of him frowned and stood up, then came out and said, "I am Ding Ren, Xing and Bo treat him, but he is late and he is not sincere enough!"

Fang Xing glanced around, and Xin Laoqi whispered behind her: "Master, the window has been checked out, it's safe."

Fang Xing then went in. He walked to the main seat without hesitation, then raised his eyebrows and said to Ding Ren: "Benbo is busy with business, and there is still about a stick of incense before the agreed time. How come he is late?"

Ding Yu probably had never been refuted by this person in person. His face became darker and darker, and he said, "Why should Xing and Bo compete for quarrels? Yuanshan Gong has come long ago."

Fang Xing looked at Cao Jin on the left, but Cao Jin smiled slightly and said, "I am hungry. Can Xinghe Bo be served?"

Cao An, who was standing next to him, smiled and said, "Don't be surprised by Xing and Bo. My father has never eaten the first fresh food, so he has some expectations, but it makes Xing and Bo laugh."

This statement was a bit bold but humorous, which immediately relaxed the atmosphere.

Cao Jin pretended to be angry and said, "You are rude! Why don't you sit down quickly?"

Fang Xing smiled and said, "The young master of Yuanshan Gong is obviously not a person who can study hard, it's not bad."

This evaluation is very high, Cao Jin smiled less and said, "Xinghe Bo has been awarded, the dog loves to make trouble. When I am old, I can't restrain him anymore, so let him go."

Cao An apologized to Fang Xing solemnly, and Fang Xing said: "I don't like people who study hard because those people are stupid. Yu Guo and Yu Family are useless. You are not good."

Ding Yu, who was neglected, coughed dryly: "Cao An seems to be just a juren, right? But young people take their time."

These words made the atmosphere awkward. Fortunately, the guy started serving the dishes, which diluted a little.

I have never heard of Fang Xing commenting on scholars outside. Even if he is a big rival of Confucianism, once his evaluation of Cao An is spread today, it will be mixed.

Jealous people will say that Cao An went to flatter Fang Xing, while envious people will taste some taste from the evaluation that is not a dead book.

No important officials in the court read a dead end!

Cao An was the youngest and poured wine for everyone. Before he woke up, he toasted Cao Jin for the first cup, but raised his glass to drink the second cup. This different treatment made Ding Ren feel very bad.

However, Fang Xing ignored him and just ate half full first.

"Xinghe Bo, the students of Zhixing Academy went out more than 30 people and ran around!"

Ding Ren finally said the purpose of asking Fang Xing to come today, and looked at Cao Jin with a smile.

Cao Jin nodded with a smile, but did not speak.

Cao An was interested and wanted to see how Fang Xing responded, but Fang Xing just said coldly: "No?"

Ding Ren looked at Cao Jin without hesitation and said, "Xinghe Bo, we have tolerated Zhixing Academy. We have to sell science books at a low price, but you have to send so many students out to teach, what are you trying to do?"

Cao An was a little surprised because Ding Ren's words were a bit too extreme, different from what was agreed in advance.

But Fang Xing still said coldly: "Can't it work?"
Chapter completed!