Chapter 1577

"Pull out the hair, or a bite will be the hair root and stem the throat!"

A man who shaved off his beard and looked a little fierce ordered.

This is the kitchen. It's not big. There's a stove with a lot of firewood piled on the side.

Two big men squatted on the ground and one was burning a fire. Their workmanship was OK. There was no thick smoke.

Another plucked chicken feathers in the pot. There was a fishy smell in the air. People with bad spleen and stomach were afraid to vomit when they smelled it.

The standing man came out of the kitchen, looked around and said, "didn't the people in the village find us?"

"No, the village old boy is tied in the wing room. If he says anything, he will be cut off immediately."

"I'll have a look!"

The big man held the handle of the knife and went to the wing room.

As he approached the wing room, the man suddenly stopped. He listened, his face gradually changed, and shouted, "run!"

With that, he rushed to the wing room. As long as he caught the old boy in the village, he believed he could live half an hour longer.

Yes, the man knows he can't run.

During lunch in the village these days, voices such as calling children and scolding the child as a mud monkey are always heard.

But today is very quiet!

There is no doubt that the people in the village have been notified in advance and are not allowed to come out at noon no matter how much noise there is outside.

At least 20 people can do this.

The two big men in the kitchen had already run out, and then rushed to the back without hesitation.

But several people flashed out behind the main room. They approached slowly with crossbows and arrows in their hands.

"It's officers and soldiers!"

The cold eyes and the hand holding the crossbow were very stable.

These are elite soldiers!

They are desperate to find their boss.

And the man who was ready to rush into the wing room to control the hostages stopped.

The door of the wing room was knocked open by him, and then he withdrew slowly.

Wang Yan didn't have a crossbow or draw a knife, but he forced the big man with a knife to step back.

Cold sweat slipped from the big man's face, disordered the track on the beard residue on his cheeks, and made his side face full of sweat

"Who are you?"

The big man was forced to retreat step by step by the pressure from Wang Yan. After leaving the wing room, he glanced at the corner of his eyes that the two brothers were also retreating. In despair, he shouted, "who are you?"

Wang Yan said expressionless, "abandon the knife and kneel down!"

This is a military technique. The big man shouted in despair and then waved his knife to cut it off.

With a clank, the light of the knife flashed and the head flew up.

Wang Yan turned sideways to avoid the gushing blood and turned to the two big men.

"Sir, we're down!"

After witnessing Wang Yan's lightning move, the two big men had no luck, abandoned their knives and knelt down. They were immediately caught and tied.

"My Lord, it's boring!"

Without the killing, the sergeants felt unable to vent their depression.

"Go back!"

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

But the positioning of black thorn is a killer mace. Even if you don't have to hide in the west mountain, you don't have much chance to kill.

……

"You take your nap. When you wake up, ask your brother to accompany you for a walk in the yard. I'll go out."

Fang Xing tucked Mo Chou in and touched her face.

Mo Chou gave a sound and watched Fang wake up with some attachment.

……

Zhu Zhanji was discussing with the ministers. Fang woke up and got on the carriage, and then went all the way to the first fresh.

At the first day, Fang Xing refused the suggestion that the carriage enter through the back door and got off directly outside the gate.

Seeing that Fang woke up, Fang Xi hurried out, swept his eyes outside and said, "Sir, it's dangerous for you to go out at this time."

Fang Xing didn't answer the question and asked, "is the guest here?"

Fang Xi pointed upstairs and said, "three people, Ding Ren looked at some black faces, Cao Jin had some meaning of light clouds and light wind, and the third person looked at some ordinary."

Fang woke up and went upstairs. Fang Xi knocked on the door outside a private room. Immediately, an impatient voice came from inside.

"Who?"

Fang Xi opened the door impolitely, then turned sideways and asked Fang to wake up.

There were three people in the room. The thin middle-aged man facing the door was frowning at the door, while an old man sat on his left. The old man just smiled and looked into Fang's waking eyes with exploration.

The third man sat on the right. He got up slowly and smiled on his young face. He was very kind.

"I'm Cao An. I've seen Xinghe Bo!"

The young man stepped back to the side, arched his hands and smiled. The smile made people look comfortable and feel like spring breeze.

The old man got up and arched his hands and said, "I've seen Xinghe Bo, Cao Jin."

The skinny man in the front frowned, got up, and then came out and said, "old man Ding Ren, xinghebo is a treat, but he is late and lack of sincerity!"

Fang woke up and swept around. Old Xin Qi whispered behind him, "Sir, the outside of the window has been checked. It's safe."

Fang woke up and went in. He walked to the throne without hesitation, then picked his eyebrow and said to Ding Ren: "Ben Bo is busy. Besides, there is almost a incense burner before the agreed time. Why is he so late?"

Ding Yu probably had never been refuted face-to-face. His face became darker and darker. He said, "Xinghe and Bo will fight for the benefit of words. The distant mountain Lord has come long ago."

Fang woke up and looked at Cao Jin on the left, but Cao Jin smiled and said, "I'm hungry. Can Xinghe Bo serve?"

Cao An, who was not seated on the side, smiled and said, "don't blame my father. My father has never eaten fresh in the first place, so some expectations make Xinghe laugh."

This remark was bold but humorous, which immediately relaxed the atmosphere.

Cao Jin pretended to be angry and said, "upright is rude! Don't sit down quickly."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "the childe of Duke Yuanshan is not a dead book reader. It's good."

This evaluation was very high, but Cao Jin smiled less and said, "xinghebo flattered me. The dog loves mischief. I'm old and can't restrain him, so let him go."

Cao An solemnly apologized to Fang Xing. Fang Xing pressed his hand and said, "I don't like people who read dead books, because they are stupid. They are useless at home and in the country. You're good."

Ding Yu, who was left out in the cold, coughed, "it seems that Cao An is just raising people? But take your time, young man."

This suddenly made the atmosphere awkward. Fortunately, the waiter began to serve, which diluted it.

I have never heard of Fang Xing's evaluation of scholars outside. Even if he is a big enemy of Confucianism, his evaluation of Cao An today will be mixed.

Jealous people will say that Cao An is flattering Fang Xing. Jealous people will taste some flavor from the evaluation that is not a dead book.

The important officials in the court didn't read the dead book!

When Cao An was the youngest, he poured wine for everyone. Fang woke up and drank Cao Jin in the first cup, but he drank with him in the second cup. This differential treatment made Ding Ren feel very bad.

However, Fang Xing didn't pay attention to him, but ate half full first.

"Xinghebo, the students of Zhixing academy went out more than 30 people and ran everywhere!"

Ding Ren finally said his intention to see Fang Xing today, and looked at Cao Jin with a smile.

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

Cao An was interested to see how Fang Xing responded, but Fang Xing just said coldly, "can't you?"

Ding Ren looked at Cao Jin regardless of taboos and said, "xinghebo, we are patient with Zhixing Academy. We are also patient with you selling science books at a low price, but you sent so many students out to teach. What do you want to do?"

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

But Fang woke up and said coldly, "can't you?"