Fang Xian didn't speak.

Mo Yuan couldn't help but glance at Mu Dianke. He hadn't seen Fang Xian and Mu Dianke look like they were in a-for-tat confrontation, so he naturally couldn't understand Mu Dianke's actions at this time.

Putting aside his illustrious family background, Fang Xian himself is a first-class general, and Mu Dian can see the officials not only saluting, but calmly sitting there, as if accepting old visits.

Fang Xian didn't care either.

"It's all people who know the roots, so let's talk normally." Fang Xian threw off his clothes and sat down, and took the tea handed by Qinghui, "Fourth Miss's praise is not something that anyone can receive, it's scary. ”

Mu Dian rarely praised Fang Xian sincerely, and he was splashed with a basin of cold water, which was boring. Then he stopped talking.

Fang Xian turned his head to look at Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan understood and said: "The general has something important, so the grass people will retire first." ”

He called out again: "Kurakura." ”

Mo Cangcang looked at Fang Xian's posture, obviously he had a tie with Mu Dian, and he wanted to stay and watch the excitement. Listening to Mo Yuan's call to himself, he reluctantly moved over.

In Gu'an Hall, what he is most afraid of is his serious big brother.

A cadre of people and others retreated, except for Liangqing, of course.

"Let's get straight to the point." Fang Xian put the teacup on the case at hand, "Someone killed someone on Sajin Street yesterday, and it was in the name of the Tiger Camp under my rule. The bandits have not yet been caught, and some details of the case must be consulted by the fourth lady in person. For the sake of Gyeonggi stability, I also hope that the fourth lady can know everything-"

Fang Xianwen was crepe, and he was arrogant.

In the end, when I thought of the case that I had not asked about the Quartet, I felt aggrieved in my heart, and said in an aggravated tone: "Hugh gags again." ”

Before Mu Dian could speak, he was put on a big hat, and his eyes widened and said, "Who did you kill?" At the feet of the Son of Heaven, it is really rampant. ”

Fang Xian choked.

The bitter master ran away, leaving only a dozen corpses wearing the uniforms of the Tiger Xiao Battalion at the scene. Can he say that the thief killed himself?

"Mu Dianke-" Fang Xian changed his title and said sternly: "You and I know the matter of Sajin Street, and this is not a government court, so you don't have to hide it." ”

It's not over if you don't say that you have said that, what kind of official rhetoric!

"What does the General want to know?" Mu Dian asked with a smile.

As Mu Dian can see, Fang Xian has been in great pain since he came back from Chuzhou, and his temperament has broadened a lot. I also raised a little calm when I asked myself, but somehow, when I saw Mu Dianke, I felt that there was a deep meaning when I saw her laughing, and I suspected that she had a back hand with her attitude - how did she fall into such a problem!

"Who is the mastermind?" ”

Mu Dianke's answer was unexpected, "Heavenly Master Dao Dao Jun Xin." There is also an accomplice, Shi Diequan. ”

The mastermind is Xin Wei, Rong Yi deduced it yesterday, and asked Mu Dianke again to confirm that it is correct. As for Shi Diequan and his people, Fang Xian didn't pay too much attention to it.

A Jianghu guest who runs for money and goods and has three swords on both sides does not pose much of a threat.

"The Janissaries found the corpses of horses and the remains of houses and carriages shredded with sharp metal objects on Sajin Street, as well as this."

Fang Xian spread out his palm, if he didn't take a closer look, it would be difficult to find that there was still an inch-long filament lying in his palm, which was the broken piece of wind-cutting iron found from the scene.

With the tenacity of cutting wind and iron, it is really unbelievable to break into this.

The wind-cutting iron was broken, so he couldn't count its number, so he could only ask Mu Dianke, "You may estimate, how many wind-cutting irons are there at the scene?" ”

To be honest, Fang Xian did not hope that Mu Dian might give a definite answer.

Xin Wei chose a good time, and when the battle began, it was raining heavily. Don't say that the wind-cutting iron is as thin as spider silk, it is a finger-thick hemp rope, stretched in the kind of splashing rain and not so easy to identify.

If you don't want Mu Dianke, you really know, "About Mo-" She thought about it and said a number very simply, "Four hundred zhang." ”

Fang Xian's eyes widened: "Are you sure?" ”

Mu Dianke also knows how amazing this data is.

According to Xu Younan, it was originally approved by the emperor and supervised by the Rong family, and it took a year to practice a full fifty zhang of silk.

This year, of course, it is necessary to remove the time spent on the preliminary preparations of building workshops and recruiting manpower, but also to consider the reasons why the process is not familiar at the beginning of production and there are many defects.

But no matter how you calculate it, this speed is not fast.

Later, it was discontinued, also because the refining cost was too high.

Spending the treasury to refine the still expensive wind-cutting iron, Xin Wei a sect Daojun, actually holding four hundred zhang of silk in his hand, Mu Dian would not dare to believe it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken? Or is it a mistake? Fang Xian asked again.

Mu Dianke shook his head.

When she broke the cage with Tian Jusheng, she saw clearly the sparseness of a wind-cutting net in front of her. Although the other four sides were not seen with their own eyes, they were only dense in terms of the extent to which the chariots and horses were cut. The height, depth, and width of the street are about this number.

"There may be discrepancies." She replied affirmatively, "But only more, not less." ”

Fang Xian's brows twisted into a knot, he pondered for a moment, and said quite sincerely: "Can you tell me more about the situation at that time?" ”

Mu Dian can tell how to set up an ambush in the middle of the road, how to weave a cage, and how to arrange a crossbow to shoot...... I went through them one by one.

As for Liangqing's breakthrough to kill the disciples of the Heavenly Master, the part where he broke the cage with strings with the help of Tian Jusheng was only briefly mentioned.

Fang Xian's expression was as if he had listened to an extremely absurd ghost story.

"You haven't been killed, you're really dead." He said heartily.

Mu Dian disdained to be angry with him, "So, if the general wants to repay the old grievances, he has to spend more time planning and thinking." ”

Fang Xian snorted, "There will be rain when the sky is crazy, and woe to people who are crazy." ”

And he said, "You are exaggerating. The three-foot piano, with paulownia wood as the body and silk as the strings, why is it so powerful? Can you still cut gold and break iron?! ”

At this moment, a burst of angry thunder rolled across the sky, and when it exploded, the window trembled.

"See?" Mu Dian pointed to the window and said: "All sounds come from movement, and in turn, sound can shake things. As for how powerful it can be, the general is the one who leads the troops, so I will say that you are easy to understand.

For example, when the snow is frozen, the march is carried out by one person and one horse, even if the man is strong and the horse is strong, he cannot help the ice; If a hundred people ride together, but the momentum is louder, it doesn't matter; But if these 100 people are synchronized, and a hundred horses are trampled as one, they can be the same as thousands of troops, and finally they will end up breaking the ice and falling into the river......"

Fang Xian heard it in the clouds, he understood the truth of soldiers and horses crossing the river, but what does this wind-cutting iron have to do with it, and what does it have to do with Mu Dianke playing the piano?

Mu Dian can be smart from childhood to adulthood, he never has to listen to people's reasoning, he knows the elegance when he hears the string song, and when he sees Fang Xian's stunned face, he is a little disgusted.

What's more, now she is reasoning, the listener is ignorant, and it is inevitable that she will be a little frustrated, and Xiao Xiao said with interest: "That's it, what are you doing with a three-season person who doesn't know how to have winter?" ”

Fang Xian's face darkened.

It's up to you to say it! Halfway through and don't say it!

Still calling me a grasshopper?