There was a large group of people around the gate of Zuixian Tower, all of whom watched the lively people after hearing the movement. There were many sympathizers among them. Of course, there were also people who were gloating. There were all kinds of life. You could only experience the five flavors of these onlookers.

After Huang Weishan led the thugs away, the onlookers also dispersed in groups of three or three.

The domineering yamen angrily smashed the Zuixianlou. Such a bloody scene has become an unknown farce. Xiao Fan was grateful to Mr. Huang for his generosity from the bottom of his heart, which not only saved him money, but also trouble.

The cause of this incident was of course for the daughter of the Chen family. To be honest, Xiao Fan couldn't figure out what Chen Ying'er was good and worthy of this yamen fight for her? Apart from being beautiful, Xiao Fan didn't see any other advantages of her. Perhaps she had been in the boudoir for a long time and had a weak personality, weird and fickle personality. Such a woman could still look at her and look at her when she didn't speak. When she opened her mouth, she would offend her to death. Xiao Fan was a person who focused on her inner self and could not match her temper. No matter how beautiful she was, he would not want it.

However, Xiao Fan knew that after smashing the shop this time, Zuixianlou, no, to be correct, it was the Chen family, who was officially standing with Cao County Magistrate in Jiangpu County, and the entire county town would soon know the news. Of course, for the officialdom in Jiangpu, the side of a businessman on is not related to the overall situation of the officialdom. In this era, the role that merchants can play is too small. At most, the Chen family just creates momentum for the newly appointed Cao County Magistrate.

From ancient times to the present, taking sides has been a big problem, but Xiao Fan believes that his choice is correct.

He didn't know who was standing behind Huang Zhixian County, he only knew that Cao Yi was standing behind Yan Zhu Di. Who was Zhu Di? A few years later, the third ruler of the Ming Dynasty, the talented and magnificent Emperor Yongle, was the advantage of the time traveler. He would never worry about standing in the wrong team. History has already made a choice for him. As long as he follows the trajectory of history, he can do everything he can.

After Mr. Huang left, Zuixianlou was in a mess. Old Cai and the shop assistant were busy putting together the fragments of the table, chairs, doors and windows. Although the atmosphere was silent, the expressions on everyone's faces were very calm and they were not depressed at all after being bullied.

Xiao Fan touched his chin and thought about how to ask Chen Siliu for some money. Zuixianlou had to be renovated, and the work could not be started without money.

At night, Taixu, who made a living by fortune-telling, returned to Zuixianlou. Xiao Fan promised that he could sleep here at night and work on a few tables, which was not troublesome. Taixu finally had a relatively long-term habitat, so he was naturally full of joy. This was the time when the tired birds returned to their nests.

But it is obvious that today is not a lucky day for the best.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of Zuixian Tower, Taixu was stunned by the desolate and broken scene in front of him.

To describe it in Mr. Fan’s words in "Yueyang Tower Notes": "When you climb this tower, you will be able to leave the country and miss the country, worry about slander and ridicule, look down and feel extremely sad."

This sentence is very suitable for Taixu's current mood.

Taixu was angry on the spot: "Who? Who did it?"

He had to be angry. He had already regarded Zuixianlou as his home. No matter who was harmed by others, he would be angry, and monks were no exception.

Taixu's neck was thick, his gray hair and hair were standing up, and his wrinkled old face twitched, and even his breathing became much heavier.

"Who? Who did it? Is there any king's law? Is there any law?" Taixu was furious.

Xiao Fan hurriedly persuaded: "Don't be angry, monks should not violate the precept of anger..."

Taixu was shocked, and hurriedly calmed down and proclaimed: "Amitabha Buddha--"

Then, Taixu was furious again: "Wuliang's damn bird, Shou Buddha! Is it easy for me to find a place to sleep? I was demolished after a day of going out. Monks are also humans, so why can't they break the precept of anger?"

Xiao Fan wipes his sweat, the old liar is also a person with temperament...

"Brother Xiao, tell me! Who did the unethical thing? Master Dao, I'll kill him now!"

Xiao Fan rubbed his nose and smiled bitterly: "As the saying goes, enemies should be resolved rather than formed. Since the store has been smashed, it is better to take a step back and expand the sky..."

There is a saying that Xiao Fan couldn't bear to say that according to his plan, Zuixianlou was going to be renovated. Mr. Huang became a living Lei Feng and worked hard all afternoon. If he chased him and beat him up, it would be too unreasonable.

"No! You must tell me who did it! Master Dao, I am practicing in the world. Of course, I have to take care of the unfair things when encountering unfair things, not to mention that Brother Xiao, your unfair things, I have to take care of them even more!" Taixu refused to give in.

Xiao Fan suddenly felt awe-inspiring. He didn't expect that the old liar was a kind-hearted chivalrous man in ancient Taoism. He underestimated him too much before... Of course, it cannot be ruled out that he was trying to vent his personal anger. After all, the place where he sleeps was smashed, and he became a homeless wandering Taoist priest again. As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes. Taixu's emotions are very logical.

The great revolutionary mentor Marx said that the proletariat lost only chains. This statement is really reasonable. It is translated into a popular saying, that is, it is willing to sacrifice one's life and dare to pull the emperor off. These two sentences are still very suitable for monks.

Xiao Fan rolled his eyes and a familiar smirk flashed an arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Are you sure you want to beat him?"

"Of course! Master Dao will also do his best today!"

"Okay, I'll take you to find him. The man broke the store and spent money everywhere, so it shouldn't be difficult to find."

Xiao Fan is a very easy-going person. Since Taixu is so enthusiastic about helping him find a place, it seems unreasonable to not agree to him. After all, the old Taoist priest is now secreting male hormones very strongly. If he doesn't find an vent of emotions, he may go crazy.

So, in the dark night, the old and the young sneaked out of the gate of the Zuixian Tower, looking for Huang Yanei on the streets, preparing for the great cause of revenge.

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As Xiao Fan said, it is not difficult to find Huang Yanei.

Jiangpu is just a small county town, with only a few entertainment venues at night. Xiao Fan and Taixu quickly found Huang Weishan.

Huang Weishan was drinking flower wine in a brothel called "Zangchun Pavilion". Today, he smashed Zuixian Tower. He felt very majestic and happy, and greatly satisfied the yamen's domineering mentality. So he called his friends and gathered a large group of people in Zangchun Pavilion, each holding a fan head to play with.

Today, Xiao Fan's awe-inspiring expression made him realize the beauty of power again.

In this small Jiangpu, his father Huang Ruide is the heaven, and he is also the heaven. Even if a county magistrate Cao who wants to compete with God, he cannot change the status quo. Huang Ruide is visiting Huang Shilang of the Ministry of Rites in the capital, he believes that his father will bring good news. So what if the king of Yan is the king? A prince guarding the border, if he has influenced the capital, can he be as good as the minister who always accompanys the sage? The emperor has long decided to be the crown prince of the emperor. No matter how hard the king of Yan is, he cannot be the emperor. The big environment determines the small environment. Huang Weishan thought about it and felt that the county magistrate Cao would definitely not be able to beat his father. At this time, he was worried about it recently and without worries.

As for Chen Siliu, who publicly defected to the county magistrate of Cao, and the son-in-law who often smiled and didn't smile, it was the day when the county magistrate of Cao fell, and I believe that that day was not too far away.

Chen Ying'er, the daughter of that businessman, will inevitably end up in Huang Yanei's destiny.

Huang Weishan is very confident in this.

Outside the Chunchun Pavilion, at the entrance of the alley at the corner of the street, Xiao Fan couldn't help but yawn lazyly, then felt a chill of winter, so he stomped his feet gently.

"Or why, let's go back and come and find a place tomorrow..." Xiao Fan advised.

It was very late, and I was used to the ancient people going to bed early and getting up early. Xiao Fan is now sleepy and he is really unable to get up to take revenge. No matter what Huang Yanei thought, in fact, the behavior of smashing the Zuixianlou was not wrong. He worked so hard for the afternoon and didn't get a penny, and now he is going to trouble him again. Xiao Fan thinks this behavior is very beastly...

"No! Master Dao, I'm experiencing it with him today! I have no place to sleep, so he can't think of it!" Taixu stared at the gate of Zangchun Pavilion with his eyes burningly and said angrily.

Xiao Fan sighed. He felt that he was too enthusiastic. In contrast, he, the real victim, was too unemployed. He actually had the intention of studying with the prince. He should really reflect on it.

The two of them hid in the street corners and alleys without saying a word, but their eyes were staring at the gate of Zangchun Pavilion without blinking.

I don’t know how long it took, Huang Weishan, who had a red face after drinking flower wine, finally came out shaking, laughing arrogantly, waved goodbye to the group of friends, and then walked east alone.

Xiao Fan's eyes lit up and the idea came!

Like a magic trick, Xiao Fan took out two things from somewhere, a sack of more than two feet long, and a big wooden stick as thick as a fist.

Xiao Fan handed two things to Taixu and said, "Which one do you choose?"

Taixu subconsciously took the wooden stick, then said straight: "You...what do you mean?"

Xiao Fan said patiently: "Didn't you say you want to avenge me?"

Taixu nodded in a daze.

Xiao Fan smiled and pointed at Huang Weishan who was shaking his way not far away, saying, "Did you see that grandson? Today he demolished our Zuixian Tower..."

Taixu's eyes suddenly became hot, and his eyes seemed to be spewing out of fire.

"Tell me, what should we do?" Taixu was ready to fight, full of fighting spirit.

Xiao Fan is a humble gentleman, at least he thinks so himself. Even if a gentleman commits a crime, he should be more elegant when speaking.

So Xiao Fan said shyly: "I think so. In order to teach him a lesson, I plan to temporarily blind his eyes, and then use a blunt weapon to beat him indiscriminately and humiliate him, and then get some compensation from him that the victim deserves, and finally quickly evacuate the beating scene..."

Taixu spat and said with great contempt: "After saying so much, isn't it just a sack and a slap?"
Chapter completed!