"The most hateful thing is that the boy from Wu's family was not only not locked up, but also spoke everywhere, saying that sooner or later, our Fang family would lose everything. It was really a delusion..."

"Huh? What did you say?" Fang Zheng was about to continue leaving. Hearing the air, he suddenly turned around, and the expression on his face changed a little.

"Damn it! The villain is talking too much!" Xiao Wu saw Fang Zheng's expression was strange, and immediately regretted that he had lost his words. How long has it been promoted to be a senior companion to study, and he was chewing in front of the young master, and the typical "he gave him three points of color and opened a dye room". Isn't this a look for a blow?

"Don't die first, you say, the boy from the Wu family wants our Fang family to lose everything?" Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in a bad tone, his expression a little like the quiet before the storm.

"Yes, many people in the capital know that on the day you just woke up, this kid drank too much in the Zuixianlou and slapped the table and said wildly. The words spread like this, and the villain just heard it." Xiao Wu looked at Fang Zheng's face and said carefully.

Fang Zheng felt anger burning in his chest.

Damn! I have seen an arrogant person, but I have never seen such an arrogant person. It would be fine if you hit someone and don’t come to apologize, but you still want me to lose everything. Isn’t this a waste of my job? It’s tolerant, but who is unbearable!

From the day he traveled through time, Fang Zheng set a clear goal for himself: not to be an official, not to disperse the king and domineering. What he wants is to be a playboy who has food, drink and money. This goal may be very unambitious for others, but Master Fang likes it.

Judging from the Fang family's wealth, this goal has been achieved, and Fang Zheng is enjoying such a life happily. He has no ambitions. When his father retires and handes over the baton in the future, he plans to guard the industry peacefully, then marry a few more wives, be a rich man, and live his life in a simple manner.

As for the protagonists in the novel, they are busy inventing fire, steam engines, muskets and cannons as soon as they travel through time... Go to hell! The young master has no free time, and getting something for nothing, and greed for enjoyment is his highest ideal.

Now that someone wants to let his ideals go to ruin, Fang Zheng is really annoyed. What if the Fang family is over? Go to the street to beg for food? Not to mention that his father suffered such great grievances for him.

The boy from Wu family had to teach him a lesson, not only for himself, but also for his father. Although Fang Zheng knew that the boy from Wu was just talking, the Fang family's current industries are now spread all over the south of the Yangtze River, like a huge aircraft carrier, how could he be able to fall down just by saying that?

But it’s not okay to talk about it. You are not afraid of thieves stealing, but you are afraid of thieves thinking about it. If you don’t get him afraid of it, who knows what tricks he will play in the future?

"Xiao Wu, do you know, what background does the Wu family have?" Knowing yourself and your enemy, you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. Since you are planning to take action, the plan must be more careful to avoid trouble in the future.

"Background? What background can the Wu family have?" Xiao Wu curled his lips disdainfully: "It's just that you use money to maintain your relationship with the government. If you really have a good or bad situation, the government won't care about his life or death."

Well, this is also reasonable. The predecessor was almost killed by that kid. Didn’t the government help the Fang family stand up? After all, the status of merchants in this era is not high. In the eyes of those officials, merchants are profit-seeking people and are synonymous with cunning and cunning. With this understanding, how can officials help merchants stand up?

This is good news. On the other hand, the Wu family's boy was in trouble and the government probably ignored it. As for the Jinling Prefecture Lord Chen, he would not want to pick it out. The young master Qiu Ben has recorded it.

"Xiao Wu, what do that kid usually does after eating at Zuixianlou? It was so early, wouldn't he go home to sleep, right?" If he really went home to sleep, he had to give up today.

"How can this kind of rich young man, after eating and drinking, he will certainly take advantage of the wine to visit the kiln."

There is a show! Fang Zheng was a little excited: "Oh? Do you know which kiln he often goes to?"

Xiao Wu said without hesitation: "Of course it's Qionghua Tower. You'll be there after passing through the alley opposite the street. Last time you competed with the young master for the Taohong girl in Qionghua Tower. This kid took a rude move and won you with despicable means. Now the freshness has not passed yet, and he is fighting with Taohong girl in a hot match."

Tao... Taohong? Damn! What kind of taste is your predecessor? Just listening to this name is vulgar enough.

Master Fang's eyes rolled and his plan came to his heart.

Fang Zheng whispered: "Xiaowu, here is not far from home. Go back quickly and call a few guards. Remember to choose the kind of person who is good at skill and clever, come here to find me quietly. By the way, you can't be offensive about this matter. Don't let my father and mother know, go and go back quickly!"

Xiao Wu quickly disappeared under the night sky.

Fang Zheng squatted alone at the alley, staring alertly at the restaurant opposite the street. Although it was early summer now, the weather was still a little cold after night. Fang Zheng tightened his neck tightly and couldn't help but tremble. Seeing the diners coming and going in the restaurant opposite, he felt very angry.

Damn it! You drink and eat meat inside, but I stand outside like a bastard. Everyone is a playboy, and they are different from each other. If you don’t come out later, you will cry and call you a mother, and the young master will take your surname.

It was very uncomfortable to wait for people, especially when they were cold and hungry. Fang Zheng thought silently in his heart and kept reciting until 500 o'clock, and Xiaowu finally arrived.

There were five people following Xiao Wu, and the leader was a tall man, who was in his thirties and bearded. Fang Zheng recognized him as the head of the Fang Mansion's guard house, named Zheng Zhao. He was taciturn, but he was very capable.

Zheng Zhao was from the north. When he was eighteen years old, his hometown was famine. He and his mother fled to the capital. Later, his mother fell ill. Mr. Fang happened to pass by and gave him twenty taels of silver to treat his mother. Unfortunately, his mother's illness was not cured in the end. After more than a month, he finally let go. Zheng Zhao was no longer tied up, and was also moved by the grace of Mr. Fang to support each other in the face of danger, so he went to the Fang family. Zheng Zhao had practiced Kung Fu with a monk in his early years. His Shaolin Tongbang Fist was quite hot, so Mr. Fang asked him to be the head of the Fang Mansion's guard.

Fang Zheng vaguely met the four people who followed Zheng Zhao. They were strong and smart and capable. Although they were not as "high and raised in temples" as described in martial arts novels, their behavior was full of strength. I guess they were all the guards of the Fang family. By the way, Mr. Fang was quite sensible and quietly attracted such men with real secrets.

Fang Zheng quickly stepped forward and said hello: "Brother Zheng, why are you here in person?"

Zheng Zhao was not good at speaking. He just pulled the corner of his mouth when he heard this, indicating that he had laughed.

Seeing Zheng Zhao appearing cool, Fang Zheng had no choice but to hold his fists at the four people behind him and whisper aloud: "I heard for a long time that all the heroes are very skilled in martial arts and are famous for their reputation. When I see you today, it is indeed better to meet you than to be famous. Please, please!"

This shitty opening remark scared the four "heroes" behind Zheng Zhan to bow and bow to their salutes. They were so polite that they were like polite and elegant gentlemen, and they had no trace of "people in the world".

One of the slightly shorter men laughed and said, "I heard that the young master was summoned urgently. The younger brothers and several followed Zheng Toer to come hurriedly. If the young master had any questions, he would give instructions. The younger brothers and several of them would definitely go through fire and water, and they would never refuse."

"You're welcome, you don't have to go through fire and water. It's not that difficult. Just knock on the stick for me and scare people."

"Ha, Jie Daoer, I've said it a long time ago. This is our brothers' old profession." The short man looked like an expert with "a specialized in skills."

"Ah?" Fang Zheng was shocked. He could not see that his father was so dedicated to a businessman, and he had such a dark side. The guard at home had been a bandit. The Fang family really had the meaning of a crouching tiger and hiding dragon.

The short man explained proudly: "To be honest with the young master, ten years ago, our brothers and others had done unsuccessful business in the north. After a few days of drinking big bowls and sharing gold with big scales, we later got blind and robbed the master of a red goods. Zheng Touer came up the mountain alone and knocked down dozens of people. Only then did our brothers and sisters and others convinced and followed Zheng Touer into the Fang family..."

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Zhao glared beside him, and the short man smiled embarrassedly, touched his nose and stopped.

Zheng Zhao turned his head and said, "Don't mention the past. What the young master plans to do, the villain will definitely support you."

Fang Zheng came back from the shock and felt a little uneasy. Isn’t it a bit inappropriate for his father to recruit these bandits to protect the hospital? Can he sell fruits change their careers and sell pesticides? What if he gets used to eating and stealing...

Alas, when is it? Why are you always so uncontrollable? Fang Zheng shook his head and ordered everyone: "It's very simple. When that kid comes out of the restaurant, please ask Brother Zheng to bring people up, first knock him out with a stick, and then take him to an unmanned wilderness. Master, I have to treat him well today."

After saying that, he pretended to be hideous and laughed while pinching his finger bones. His knuckles were a little unsatisfied today, and no one of them sounded after a long time. The murderous atmosphere he deliberately cultivated was greatly reduced.

The short man was obviously a talkative person, so he couldn't help but speak again: "Little Wu said, that boy is the idea that made you faint for more than a month?"

"What does the idea mean?" Fang Zheng was a little uncomfortable with the way people in the world spoke.

"Haha, I can't change my words. This is a slander. That kid is the murderer who made you faint for more than a month, right?"

"Yes, today I took the opportunity to deal with him. Also, I haven't been killed by him yet. I can only say that he is the perpetrator, and it doesn't seem appropriate to call the murderer..."

"It should have been like this long ago! The young master is willing to revenge, and he really has the style of a man in the world!" The short man took the opportunity to flatter him gently.

"Is that true?" Master Fang was photographed and smiled: "I have to practice kung fu for a few days. Can I rank the font sizes in the world? For example, a jade-faced flying dragon, a tree of pear blossoms pressing on a begonia, etc...."

"..." Everyone was silent and rationally pretended not to hear the young master's overestimation of his ability.

Several people squatted under the corner of the wall, while chatting, closely watching the movements in the restaurant, waiting for Mr. Wu to eat and drink.

Fang Zheng seemed a little familiar with this scene. He used to squat at the gate of another school and accompanied his classmates to wait for the girl he liked to get out of school. Isn’t that just like this? No wonder he squatted so smoothly, and it would be even more like if he held a cigarette.

"Young master, they... are not bad. They used to do business without money and were forced to do helpless..." Zheng Zhao seemed to see the vague uneasiness in Fang Zheng's heart and made a statement.

"Well, Brother Zheng, I believe you. I will thank them for helping me thank you when the matter is done today. As for the master, if he doesn't know, no one will say about this. If he knows, you will push it on me and not make things difficult for you."

"Everyone has a share. Since we are here today, we don't want to pick ourselves out." Zheng Zhao smiled rare, his tone was plain.

Before Fang Zheng could express anything, Xiao Wu spoke out: "Young master, that kid is out."

Everyone looked at the opposite street and saw Mr. Wu walking out of the restaurant with a swaying swaying. The waiter nodded and bowed straight to the door. When he left the door, Mr. Wu turned to the right and entered a dark alley.

时机成熟,方铮悄悄朝郑仗打了一个眼色,郑仗会意的点头,一招手领着四个护院状似悠闲的穿过街,朝巷子走去.

Today is obviously not Mr. Wu’s lucky day, Mr. Wu is in a bad mood.

Mr. Wu was born into a family of merchants. The Wu family was slightly inferior to the Fang family in Jinling. Due to poor business management and other reasons, he was always suppressed by the Fang family. So Mr. Wu had no choice but to expand the business farther south and invested a lot of money. However, he didn't expect that he was too lucky. He happened to encounter the rebellion of Jiaozhi Kingdom in the south. The rebels occupied Wuzhou and looted all the shops in the city. One-third of the Wu family's wealth was wasted. - There was no insurance company these days, and he was stolen and robbed. There was no other way except to claim that he was unlucky.

This made Mr. Wu so angry that he was so embarrassed that he also ate a lot of things for his father. Mr. Wu was depressed and went to the brothel to get drunk, but met Fang Zheng's predecessor. His new and old hatreds surged into his heart, so he used his hand to push him downstairs.

Mr. Wu thought he had made a contribution to the Wu family, so he happily ran to Mr. Wu to show his merits. Unexpectedly, Mr. Wu slapped him in the face. He immediately pulled him straight to the Jinling Prefecture Office and gave the prefect Chen a large stack of thick silver notes. Lord Chen pressed the Fang family's complaint against the white silver, and the matter was barely settled.

Half a year passed in a flash, and the Wu family's business is getting worse and worse. After Fang Zheng's accident, Mr. Fang had no way to complain. In furious, he joined forces with other businesses in Jinling City to suppress the Wu family's business indiscriminately. The Wu family has declined from the second richest business in Jinling to the current second-rate and third-rate business. This consequence was something that the Wu family and his son did not expect at the beginning.

Today, Mr. Wu didn't know what he got angry, so he found a reason to scold Mr. Wu. Mr. Wu was depressed, so he ran to the Zuixianlou to drink and get drunk alone, and planned to vent his depression on Taohong later. - tying her to the head of the bed to abuse him recklessly, perhaps a good way to vent. Mr. Wu smiled and felt much better.

Thoughts are beautiful, reality is cruel.

When walking in the middle of the dark alley, Mr. Wu suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong, and an ominous premonition arose. Human alertness is born. When he feels that it is wrong, he immediately turns around without hesitation and walks back.

Mr. Wu’s alertness is correct, and it is also correct to turn around and return. The only incorrect thing is: he reacted a little late.

At the entrance of the alley, three tall shadows were blocked tightly, and behind them, they were quietly approaching.

Looking at the situation of closing the door and beating dogs in front of you, it can be said that the person who came was not good. Mr. Wu is not a fool, so of course he knew that they were coming for him.

He calmed down and said calmly: "What advice do you guys have?"

The answer to him was a scoundrel, which hit the back of his head, and then he was pulled into a carriage out of the city like a dead dog...

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More than 4,000 words, so kind. - I think so anyway.
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