Fang Zhen rode on the horse, looked at the green trees around him, looked back at the cornices in the green shade, his mood was very relaxed, this time crossing the Yangtze River, the main thing was not to negotiate with the Jiangnan Society, but to strike at several small gangs that suddenly rose up in Danyang.

In the first two years, the main force of the Cao Gang competed with Fengyulou in the imperial capital, Jiangnan, especially dozens of small gangs in the south of the Yangtze River, for these small gangs, Fang Zhen has always taken a gentle approach, as long as he does not look for trouble and does not collide with the financial road of the Cao Gang, it is nothing.

But during the period when the Cao Gang and Fengyulou were competing for power, the Jiangnan Society of the Yangtze River secretly attacked and challenged the Cao Gang in the north and south of the Yangtze River, and the Cao Gang was suddenly in danger.

Fang Zhen realized the crisis, immediately broke his arm to survive, reached an agreement with Xiao Yu, completely withdrew from the imperial capital, and the main force of the Cao Gang returned to Jiangnan.

Seeing the main force of the Cao Gang retreating, Jiangnan immediately quieted down, and the forces that entered the north of the Yangtze River withdrew to Jiangnan, but only on the surface, secretly, the two gangs still made small moves, especially those small gangs, constantly encroaching on the Cao Gang's territory, and there were many conflicts between the two sides.

Fang Zhen was scheming, he first showed the enemy to be weak, lured the enemy deep, and made the small gangs supported by the Jiangnan Society make trouble, secretly, he secretly transferred the main force of the Cao Gang to the south, and let his son Fang Jie sit in Yangzhou, and after being fully prepared, he personally went south, launched a surprise attack, and eliminated the seven gangs in one fell swoop.

This time the negotiations with the Jiangnan Association were very difficult, and the two sides continued to fight each other secretly, and finally reached an agreement under the mediation of Zong Xing, the elder of Xiaohanshan.

After the war in the south of the Yangtze River, the rivers and mountains of the Cao Gang were finally stabilized, which made Fang Zhen breathe a sigh of relief, so he went to Xiaohan Mountain to visit friends, and for half a month, he went back to Wu County to visit friends, and down along the way, since he walked for two months.

Seeing that Jiankang was not far ahead, Fang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, and looked back at the people behind him, the main force of the Cao Gang had returned to Jiangbei, and here he and Jiang Tian were a sword Xiao Lan, as well as a few personal guards.

All the way down is very peaceful, everyone's expression is very relaxed, Jiankang and its vicinity is the core territory of the Cao Gang, the Cao Gang has a very strict control over this area, and the general small gang will be severely attacked by the Cao Gang as long as it shows a little sign of challenge. When you arrive in Jiankang, it is equivalent to arriving at home.

There is a gazebo on the side of the road, and there is a simple tea shop outside the pavilion, and the old man who sells tea sits on a bamboo chair boredly, looking at the empty post road.

There are two scholars in the pavilion overlooking the railing, the river is wide, the water and the sky are the same color, the river breeze blows, and the sleeves of the scholar's robe are flying.

Fang Zhen stopped at the edge of the pavilion, it was too early, after walking for a few hours, everyone was a little tired, and it was just a good place to rest.

"The scenery of the south of the Yangtze River is indeed extraordinary, which is very different from our north. ”

The scholar who spoke had a Jizhou accent, Fang Zhen turned around and ordered everyone to drink some water, rest, and then walked into the pavilion with his feet raised.

The two scholars glanced back at him, both of them ignored them, Fang Zhen also saw the two of them clearly, the age of the two of them was not very high, they looked like they were twenty-three or four, the two stood side by side, they were dressed similarly, the only difference was that one had a wooden hairpin on his head, and the other was wrapped in a cloth.

Fang Zhen smiled at the two of them, but the two of them frowned slightly, it seemed that the other party Zhen was a little dissatisfied with the rash intrusion, Fang Zhen didn't care, he sat down directly on the stone table, the old man in the tea shop brought tea, and then turned around and went out, the two scholars moved two steps to the side, a little farther away from Fang Zhen.

"It's a pity, Jiangnan characters," there was a bit of contempt and regret in the tone of the scholar in Bupa's bun.

"You can't say that," the hairpin scholar shook his head and said: "Brother Jimin, Yangzhou is in autumn, and those who are a little famous have gone to Yangzhou." ”

The voices of the two of them were still very loud, and if there was no one around, Fang Zhen knew in one fell swoop that most of these two people had come to travel, but since the two of them had not been to Yangzhou, most of them had come from Jingzhou, but the accent of the Mu Hairpin scholar had a Nanyang flavor, and the accent of the Bupa scholar was from Jizhou, how did the people in these two places get together?

Fang Zhen quickly concluded that the two of them had met halfway, and his guards took water from the tea shop and drank it on the edge of the tea shop.

Xiao Lan came in and sat down next to Fang Zhen, he loosened his robe, looking a little debauched, probably thirsty, as soon as he sat down, he went to get the teapot, before he touched the teapot, Fang Zhen gently kicked him under the table, Xiao Lan was slightly stunned, withdrew his hand, stood up, and walked to Fang Zhen's left side, pretending to look at the river, but his eyes stared at the two scholars obliquely.

Fang Zhen didn't say anything, picked up the teacup and splashed the tea outside, then poured another half cup of tea and washed the teacup.

"Tea boss, add water. Fang Zhen shouted at the old man in the tea shop, the old man in the tea shop came in with a kettle, Fang Zhen immediately made a gesture, and several guards were slightly stunned and immediately dispersed.

The old man of tea came in with a kettle and filled the teapot with water, Fang Zhen looked at him, from his face to his hands.

"Your hands, no," Fang Zhen shook his head and said, the old man didn't seem to notice, and asked honestly: "Guest officer, what's wrong?"

"I remember that the surname Huang used to sell tea here, where did he go?" Fang Zhen smiled faintly.

"Oh, he died last year. The old man sighed, Fang Zhen shook his head: "No, two months ago, I passed out here, he is still here, and I have drunk tea here." ”

"Gang Leader Fang recognized the wrong person, two months ago, I didn't see Gang Leader Fang pass by. The old man said.

"You know me. Fang Zhen asked.

The old man smiled, revealing his yellowed teeth, one of which was still half broken, and he put the kettle on the table, and then said:

"The heroes of the Cao Gang often pass through here, and no one knows the name of the leader of the Fang Gang. The old man said and quietly slid his hand down from the top of the handle of the pot, and Fang Zhen said lightly: "Don't move." ”

The old man's hand fell suddenly, and with a slight sound, a canopy of black needles squirted out from the mouth of the pot, and the old man teaed down the bracket, dropped the kettle, and retreated sharply.

"Smack!"

The old man collapsed on the ground like a dead fish, and Fang Zhen stood on the side for a long time.

The two scholars didn't know what was happening behind them, and when they heard the sound, they looked back and were shocked.

"You, you," the hairpin scholar looked at Fang Zhen in horror, and Fang Zhen said lightly: "You don't need to panic, this matter has nothing to do with you." ”

Fang Zhen lifted the old man of tea and put it on the stone bench, then lifted the teapot and looked at it, opened the lid of the pot, and sighed: "Thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains pot, the secret of a hundred workshops, this pot was auctioned for 30,000 taels of silver back then, but the buyer didn't know who it was, hehe, for Fang, it was really bloody." ”

The old man leaned on the stone table, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and looked at Fang Zhen with a pale face.

"Do you know that you are showing a flaw?" Fang Zhen asked after a long time, the two scholars hurriedly dodged, Xiao Lan walked to their original position, still vigilantly paying attention to the surroundings.

The old man stared at Fang Zhen and gritted his teeth, Fang Zhen suddenly made a move, pinched his mouth, and took out a small pill from his mouth.

"Who are you? Tell me, who are you? Tell me, I'll make you happy. Fang Zhen said coldly.

The old man tea still didn't say a word, Fang Zhen's expression was cold, he stretched out his hand and clicked on a few acupoints, the old man tea snorted, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Fang Zhen looked at the old man tea calmly, the old man tea's teeth were gritting, obviously suffering greatly, his eyes staring at Fang Zhen in a daze.

Fang Zhen looked at him, shook his head slightly, and was about to speak, when he suddenly raised his head, staring at the two scholars with eyes like arrows, his expression became extremely solemn.

"Who are you?" Fang Zhen asked in a deep voice, Xiao Lan was a little surprised, looked at Fang Zhen in confusion, and then looked at the two scholars.

Just as he was pressing, he suddenly felt that the vitality around him had quietly changed, which surprised him.

"Grandmaster, after all, he is a grandmaster," Scholar Bupa praised: "The killer of the clothes and the thousands of rivers and mountains secretly made by the hundred workshops can't succeed, tsk, it's admirable." ”

"May I tell you what your Excellency is called?" Fang Zhen asked in a deep voice.

Scholar Bupa slapped his palm on the chest of the hairpin scholar, and the hairpin scholar fell to the ground softly without saying a word.

Fang Zhen's eyes shrank sharply, the other party's move was once again unexpected by him, he thought that both of them were killers, but he didn't think that there was only one.

But the other party was obviously very sure, and as soon as he came up, he killed an irrelevant person without care.

Killing in the rivers and lakes is a common thing, but it is rare to implicate irrelevant ordinary people, let alone kill an ordinary person at will, because this is likely to cause interference from the government.

But this person just did it! It can only show that he is a person who has no scruples and does not pay attention to the rules of the rivers and lakes at all.

"Fang Gang Master has been in charge of the Cao Gang for more than ten years," Bupa Scholar said lightly: "It's a pity, in the past few years, the Fang Gang Leader has been dull, and the Cao Gang has also become dull. ”

Fang Zhen's expression was shocked, and he sneered: "Your Excellency is here to sow discord, I don't know what your intentions are?"

Scholar Bupa smiled faintly, at this moment, his expression completely changed, as if he had changed people, both his bearing and demeanor changed.

Fang Zhen stared at Scholar Bupa with all his attention, this person was a master he had never seen before, just now, he released his divine sense, but when he reached the edge of the pavilion, he was blocked back.

There is only one scholar in Bupa, but in the face of two grandmaster-level masters, he doesn't care at all, and he doesn't take the two of them to heart at all.

"Sow discord?" Scholar Bupa showed a smile and sighed softly: "The old ancestor has high hopes for the Cao Gang, but it's a pity, it's a pity. ”

Fang Zhen's heart flashed: "You are from the Wang family!"

"Jizhou Wang Ze has seen the Fang Gang Leader. Wang Ze hugged his fists at Fang Zhen and saluted, his movements were unconventional, meticulous, and there was no error.

Fang Zhen's face was solemn, his internal breath had already poured into his body, Xiao Lan had already pulled out his sword, and he was also engrossed in staring at Wang Ze.

Wang Ze was still very relaxed, as if he was chatting with the two of them, but he had an extra piece of paper in his hand.

Fang Zhen stared at the piece of paper with a solemn expression.

"Brother Xiao, be careful, he is..."

The words stopped abruptly, and he looked down at his chest, where a sword tip emerged, and there was a drop of blood on the tip of the sword.

(End of chapter)