Chapter Ninety-Nine: Conspiracy

Du Chunfang sat down at the table, and Liang Shouxin suddenly lost his arrogant aura.

He picked up the wine jug, walked to Du Chunfang's side, and bowed over to toast Du Chunfang.

Xiao Liu on the side couldn't help but pout.

At this time, Liang Shouxin was like a subordinate.

Du Chunfang was quite satisfied, and stretched out his hand to signal, "Master Liang, sit down, let's talk slowly."

"Hey, hey."

Liang Shouxin had a flattering smile on his face, nodded one after another, and sat next to Du Chunfang.

"Master Liang, can you find the three brothers of the Ruan family this time?"

"Found it, found it."

Liang Shouxin hurriedly poured himself a glass of wine, and saluted Du Chunfang: "Thank you Master Du for your help, the little one can find these three scum!"

Then he drank the wine and said, "This is a little one for you."

Du Chunfang smiled kindly, waved his hand and said, "The effort of raising your hands is not enough to worry about, by the way, let me ask you, how is the place of Liu Ji Restaurant?"

"It's not a big deal for a bunch of mud-legged people to get together and make a mess in a restaurant."

Liang Shouxin said it easily, but Du Chunfang was very unhappy when he heard it.

Fang Zhuo just went to Liu Kee Restaurant, and when he came back, he was broken three fingers.

Although it is true that the gambling house is at a loss, if you dare to open a gambling house, you are not a reasonable person.

Fortunately, Liu Ming didn't make a big deal about it.

If you don't smash your own job, there is no need to continue to entangle.

Du Chunfang decided on the spot that the matter would end here.

However, it didn't take long for Fang Zhuo to tell him that he had seen Liu Ming in Dongcheng.

People in the rivers and lakes are looking for a place after suffering losses, this kind of thing is normal.

Du Chunfang didn't care, and let him go with eight thugs.

Who knows, this time, the head was screwed off.

Eight thugs, none of them came back alive.

Later, Du Chunfang trusted his connections, and finally asked a regular customer about what happened.

Fang Zhuo killed the Oiran lady by mistake.

But even if it's an Oiran, it's a slave, and if you kill it, you will kill it, and it's a big deal to lose money.

Fang Zhuo is the child he raised single-handedly, and he has raised it for more than 20 years, which is closer than his own son.

As long as he reports his name, the bustard in Yihong Courtyard should also know that he is willing to pay for how much money he has.

But no one expected that Zhang Beichuan would screw his head off, not to mention, and beat all the remaining eight thugs to death.

Zhang Beichuan is not only a garrison officer, but also a concubine of the Zhang family.

He didn't dare to sue.

However, Fang Zhuo's death has already made people in Dongcheng talk about it.

If you are a capable person, you will be twisted in the head, and you can't even give an explanation.

He's a casino, how will he mix it up in the future?

He didn't dare to count this account on Zhang Beichuan's head, but he still dared to take Liu Ming out and give Fang Zhuo an explanation.

It's just that Du Chunfang is cautious by nature.

Fang Zhuo, a child raised by his own hands, was planted in Liuji Restaurant, and he was worried about the depth of the water.

After waiting for more than a month, he finally got his chance.

is also a Jianghu person, and he is clear about the methods of Blacksmith Street, and the news that the three brothers of the Ruan family ran to Liu Ji was revealed to Liang Shouxin.

However, Liang Shouxin came back and said, this is a group of mud legs?

The person who can make Fang Zhuo lose his life, can he be a mud leg?

Du Chunfang didn't believe it, but his face didn't show anything, and he still smiled: "But I heard that they have dozens of people."

"Yes, there are so many people, but they're all shit, useless stuff."

Liang Shouxin suddenly rolled up his sleeves, pointed to his arm and said, "These mud legs can't eat enough, and their thighs are not as thick as my arms, what are they afraid of doing with such things?"

"Then why didn't you bring the Ruan brothers back?"

Du Chunfang asked, Liang Shou

Xin suddenly stiffened, and then immediately laughed: "That scum of Ruan Da offered to compete with me, Master Du, you know, the rules of Blacksmith Street......

"Alright, don't talk about it."

Du Chunfang was a little impatient, he waved his hand again, and said, "Master Liang, I still have something to do in the field, let's go first."

After that, he actually stood up and left the box.

After he left, Xiao Liu suddenly scolded: "What a bad old ***, he doesn't even drink a sip of wine, and he doesn't give us face on the blacksmith street!"

"He is the shopkeeper of Tongbao Casino, and his family is big, so it's normal not to give face." Liang Shouxin comforted: "Silly boy, we can climb his high branches, after he preached, the heroes of the rivers and lakes lined up to ask for a sword, will we still be short of silver?"

After that, he actually picked up Du Chunfang's wine glass, drank it all, and then said, "I'll drink it for him."

At the same time, Du Chunfang, who had already walked downstairs, finally disappeared with a kind smile on his face.

Instead, it turned into a look of disgust.

He muttered: "Old horseman, I suffered a loss in Liu Ji, and when I came back, I pretended to be a wolf with a big tail, you Liang is a trustworthy person, and the whole Dongcheng knows it, you can take advantage of it yesterday, will you agree to the competition?"

As he spoke, he had already walked out of the Fuhuan Restaurant and came to the street.

"Be careful!"

A stranger grabbed the sleeve of his robe and dragged him to the side of the road.

Before he could stand still, he saw a horse galloping by.

The one who was sitting right away was Zhang Beichuan, the garrison officer of Dongcheng!

When the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed.

Du Chunfang clenched his fists with hatred, but Zhang Beichuan didn't even look at him, galloped his horse, and rushed to another street.

"Bastard, sooner or later you'll die at my hands!"

After Du Chunfang cursed twice, he walked in the direction of Tongbao Casino.

At the same time, inside the Liu Kee Restaurant.

Unconsciously, Liu Ming walked to the blacksmith shop again.

The blacksmith shop, which had been repaired with great pain, was still brand new, and the three brothers had left overnight.

Liu Ming sighed heavily.

Walking around, he walked around the farmland again.

After a few months, the farmland has been cleared.

Winter is approaching, and farmers are scrambling to cut dead yellow weeds all over the mountains.

Some farmers who have already harvested the weeds spread the weeds in their own fields.

Carefully blow the fire breaker and ignite the weeds.

As the saying goes, if the fire does not burn the mountain grass, it will not fertilize, and a fire can not only burn all kinds of insects in the land, but also the grass and wood ashes left behind will also become nutrients to moisten the land.

In this era, there is no way but to do this.

A peasant saw him and greeted him from afar.

He waved his hand, filled with emotion in his heart.

2,000 people, although it is only a number, but there are as many as 6,000 packets of noodles to eat every day.

If it weren't for Chef Yang and Liu Kanshan to help get noodles, where would he have come so easily?

Farmers passing by were walking in groups, discussing going to the mountains to find wild vegetables, while the peasants on the other side had finished burning the dead grass and were preparing to go fishing with rudimentary fishing rods.

They all had happy smiles on their faces.

Liu Ming suddenly felt that he had an extra responsibility on his shoulders.

It is the responsibility of them to live well.

His own life suddenly has value.

Therefore, Bazhenlou is a great annoyance, and it is necessary to solve it as soon as possible.

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