The arrival of Fang Xing's leading army made the Yangzhou family waiting for his hand. According to everyone's idea, Fang Xing must at least take a few heads to establish prestige, otherwise he can't stop those extravagant salt merchants.

But when Fang woke up, he was sleeping, and the whole station looked cold. If there were not two sergeants standing at the gate, everyone would think that the big house was empty.

Yuan Ren came out of Miao Chengfu's house, got on the bus with an expressionless face and shouted, "come on, go home."

Back home, Yuan Ren called the guard, "is there any action over xinghebo?"

The guard shook his head: "Sir, no, there is one thousand households in the city, and the other is outside the city."

Yuan Ren's body tilted back and looked at the roof.

He fell out with those people just now, so he had to plan early, or he would be cannon fodder for both sides.

A gust of wind blew in and Yuan Ren shivered. He sat up straight and said with dull eyes, "go and let your wife clean up. We're ready to go home."

The guard was stunned and thought, isn't home here?

Yuan Ren waved his hand: "let someone send a message to his wife, she naturally knows."

After the escort left, a young woman lifted the curtain from behind and walked to Yuan Ren's back with a light lotus step.

A pair of jade hands gently massaged Yuan Ren's temples. He sighed comfortably: "Xiaolian! Would you like to go back to the countryside with the master?"

Xiaolian pursed her lips and said with a smile, "don't worry, master. Concubine must be willing."

Yuan Ren thought that those people were still at Miao Chengfu's house and didn't know what means to discuss. He felt anxious. He wished he could go back to his hometown immediately. He would never touch salt again and live his life honestly.

"People's hearts are dangerous..." Yuan Ren felt physically and mentally tired and was about to squint for a while

"Sir, why go back?"

A bloated middle-aged woman came into the house surrounded by a group of servant girls. When she saw Xiaolian, she angrily said, "little bitch! Get out!"

Xiaolian came forward, Yingying knelt down and cried, "madam, my concubine is just..."

"Woo..."

Xiaolian's face still hung tears, but she quickly deflected her head, wiped her ears and flew towards the gold bracelet thrown on her face.

"Ouch!"

Yuan Ren rubbed his knee and said angrily, "madam, please stop. You can do whatever you want when I die!"

The woman snorted coldly without apologizing. She just stuck her neck and asked, "Sir, why do you want to go back to your hometown? Where is it? You have to take a carriage for half an hour to get to the county. Why do you go back?"

Yuan Ren rubbed his knees, looked around and said, "Xiaolian, avoid first. My wife and I have something to say."

After all the others dispersed, yuan Rencai said: "the salt administration has been impossible. Miao Chengfu and Hu Erwen still don't give up. I think sooner or later it will be the end of the whole family, so I'm going to give half of my family property for my husband and ask for the safety of the whole family."

It is reasonable that Yuan Ren should be the master of the yuan family, but when he finished speaking, the middle-aged woman spit on her face and scolded: "you God of plague, that's half of the family property. Are you a nightmare? Others are fine, but you're busy! How can Xinghe avoid the calculations of Miao Chengfu and Hu Erwen?"

Yuan Ren wiped the saliva from his face and said with a bitter smile, "madam, Xinghe has been to Yangzhou twice. Which time is not a rolling head!"

His wife's anger was even more blazing, and she shouted, "I don't eat salt any day in my life! As long as you stick together, does he dare to catch them all? The old woman still admired him and was willing to go into exile!"

Yuan Ren wanted to say it again, but his wife stared and shouted, "don't worry about doing your business. Just follow them in everything!"

……

Fang woke up and went to bed before dinner. He felt bitter in his mouth and soft in his body, so he went to take a bath.

When he came out again, the knife had returned.

"Master, the Yuan Ren family lives in a big house in the east of the city. The little one gambles with a door of the yuan family. There are more than 60 servants in his family, all of whom have knives and guns."

Fang Xing rubbed his hair impatiently, "where is Yuan Ren tonight?"

"At first, those salt merchants gathered at Miao Chengfu's house for discussion. Yuan Ren came out half an hour in advance and is still at home."

Xiaodao, as long as Fang Xing doesn't stare at his calligraphy practice, he's ready to help Fang Xing wipe his hair.

"No, I'll do it myself."

Fang Xing didn't want a man to brush his hair, so he asked casually, "what's the situation in his family?"

Xiaodao's face was a little strange, "Sir, Yuan Ren's wife Zhou was a shrew. His father-in-law was a professor in the Imperial College before returning home. There were many students and good contacts, so Yuan Ren didn't dare to provoke Zhou."

"Interesting!"

Fang woke up and felt a little muggy. He simply didn't wipe it. He put the towel on the table and ordered: "let people keep an eye on it. Also, let old seven and Fang five come."

When Xin Laoqi and Fang Wu came, Fang Xing was drinking tea and scolding the strange weather.

"Why is it suddenly muggy this day? I feel like snow in June. There must be grievances!"

Xin Laoqi said dryly, "Sir, if it's not small, send someone down to visit?"

After drinking a cup of tea, Fang woke up and felt better. He said, "let's go out of two hundred households tonight, one of Fang Wu, and choose another one. Let's go to visit Yuan Ren."

Lin Qun'an and a thousand families were eyeing outside the city, so Fang Xing handed over the matter to Xin Laoqi.

As for what kind of servant is in charge of the army, Fang Xing is just talking nonsense.

If Xin Laoqi is willing to get rid of his nationality, he must be at least a thousand family officials now.

"Sir, do you want to fight?"

Fang woke up and said, "I'm not sure, but be prepared. More than 60 people and two hundred households are enough."

"Shen Hao, immediately arrange people to patrol the street and scatter them all. I want the people to see that the army is used to it."

"Xiao Dao, leave a small flag here tonight. Practice calligraphy by yourself. I'll check it when you come back, master."

The knife was bitter and wanted to beg for mercy, but Fang woke up and waved, "get out of here, I'm going to eat."

Dinner was noodles. After Fang Xing refused Xiao Zhen's kindness to send a cook, he changed his staple food to noodles.

The soup is broth, the topping is the meat removed from the bone, and the last is a spoonful of chili oil. It looks delicious red.

After eating noodles, Fang woke up sweating and refreshed.

Walk a hundred steps after dinner and live to 99.

Fang Xing strolled in front of the house. With a knife carrying a stick bone, he gnawed and ran over and said, "master, Yuan Ren is out."

"Keep staring."

Yuan Ren angrily came out of the house. After getting on the bus, the carriage immediately went away.

The scouts who followed stared at the carriage alternately, but after the carriage made a big circle, they found that it was back, but behind the yuan family.

A wall cut off the line of sight on both sides. Yuan Ren changed his person after getting off the bus.

"Cui Niang, I'm coming."

A woman came out with a smile and welcomed Yuan Ren in. The gate of the courtyard was closed immediately.

When Fang woke up, he also praised it: "this man knows the secret of darkness under the light, talent!"

There is a fierce wife at home, but he actually keeps the outer room next door, which can only be described as bold and careful.

Fang woke up and moved his neck. He said, "start in half an hour."