After learning what happened.

Yang Guo asked, "Has it been determined that the Wang family did it?" ”

Fan Yiweng said: "The silver box we use is handed down from the Tang Dynasty in the valley, and the subordinates saw the empty silver box in the courtyard of the Wang family, and there is no mistake, and the Wang family mansion is also the closest to the south gate." ”

Yang Guo's eyes were slightly gloomy, his face was expressionless, but a storm began to brew in his heart.

Seeing that Yang Guo didn't speak, Fan Yiweng didn't dare to disturb, so he had to stand aside respectfully, listening to the crisp sound of his fingers tapping on the table rhythmically.

After pondering for a long time, I only heard Yang say: "Take me to see the shopkeeper of the tile!" ”

Fan Yiweng was slightly stunned, and then responded: "Yes!" ”

……

The two of them left the inn and came to the Moon Tower in the city.

It is the tile shop that Fan Yiweng fancies, and the shopkeeper's surname is Gao.

At this moment, the door of the Mochizuki Building is closed, and I don't know how long it has not been open to do business.

Most of the dramas in the building are scattered, and there is almost no life.

Yang Guo walked straight to the door, raised his foot and kicked on the door panel, only to hear a loud bang, and the two door panels flew out with the iron bolts that locked the door, knocking down a table and chair.

Pedestrians on the side of the road were attracted one after another, but due to the prestige of the two, they did not dare to approach.

"Valleyman, this ......"

Fan Yiweng was dumbfounded, wondering if Yang Guo had come to the wrong place and kicked the wrong door?

However, Yang Guo ignored his stepping into the Moon Tower.

After a while, I saw seven or eight people running out of the Moon Tower to check the situation.

When he saw one of the obese middle-aged men, Fan Yiweng whispered behind Yang Guo: "Gu Master, the person at the head is the shopkeeper of Wangyue Tower!" ”

Yang Guo heard the prestige, only to see someone who came with a fat head and big ears, a brocade robe, a belly full of miscellaneous pieces, and a square hat.

The face is oily, and the eyes are narrow and slender, giving people a very shrewd feeling.

"You...... Fan, Mr. Fan, it turned out to be you! ”

Gao Cang suddenly saw someone break in, and was about to scold, but found Fan Yiweng behind Yang Guo, and his face suddenly became a little unnatural, and then he greeted with a smile.

changed his face so quickly, those who didn't know thought he was a play.

Fan Yiweng arched his hand slightly and said, "Shopkeeper Gao, this is my owner!" ”

Gao Cang glanced at Yang Guo, and when he saw that he was young, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he pretended to be polite: "The son is here, and he is disappointed, and he still looks at Haihan!" ”

"I don't know what to call Childe?"

Yang Guo ignored his polite words, but asked directly: "You are the shopkeeper of this tile shop?" ”

Takakura was dissatisfied with his unruly attitude, and his tone couldn't help but lighten a little: "Not bad! ”

"You also have a part in the affairs of the Wang family!"

"What, what?"

Yang Guo's words suddenly made a big turn, almost not letting Takakura flash his tongue, and looked at him with a shocked face, his eyes flickering.

"I ...... I don't know what you're talking about. Mr. Fan, have you paid the deposit for Mochizuki Tower? If you don't want to buy it, I'll resell it to someone else! ”

Takakura looked at Fan Yiweng Dao with a panicked expression, and his tone was full of restlessness.

Fan Yiweng has also lived for decades, not to mention that he is a good person, but he is by no means a stupid person, and when he heard Yang Guo say this, he immediately understood something.

Yang said: "If I guess correctly, I plan to sell it to the Wang family!" ”

When Takakura heard this, he was so frightened that he stepped back a few steps, looked at Yang Guo in disbelief, opened his mouth, and squeezed out a few words from his mouth for a long time: "You... What the hell are you... Who is it? ”

Yang Guo said coldly: "It seems that I guessed correctly!" ”

Fan Yiweng's heart was like a mirror at the moment, and he stepped forward with an angry face, grabbed Gao Cang's collar, and scolded angrily: "Bastard, you dare to play black and black with the old man?" ”

This dog thing pretended to transfer the Moon Tower to him, and secretly dared to contact the Wang family to rob him of the silver taels, it was simply a cabbage dumping seedlings, and the roots were bad!

It's such a bully!

Faced with this situation, Takakura naturally refused to admit it, and immediately asked the servant behind him for help: "Quick, quickly throw this old thing out!" ”

The servants behind him realized it later, so they rushed forward together, intending to make a move on Fan Yiweng.

Yang Guo stood with his hands in his hands, did not make a move, and quietly watched this farce.

Fan Yiweng was so angry that he picked up the high warehouse and threw it away several feet away, his bloated figure tumbling and breaking more than a dozen tables and chairs, screaming miserably.

At this time, the seven domestic servants also surrounded him, and most of the thugs he invited to the town were those who could follow Takakura, all of them were tall and wide, and even worse, they were almost as tall as Fan Yiweng and two tall.

Seeing one of them swinging his fist and smashing it, Fan Yiweng slapped a palm on his abdomen sideways, and his true qi gathered in the palm of his hand, and the powerful palm force directly slapped it out, vomiting blood and falling to the ground, unconscious.

Seeing this, the other six people felt a pang in their hearts, but they still besieged it together.

Fan Yiweng's eyes swept over several people one by one, and then his palms flew up, and he waved several times, only to hear a few screams, and Gao Cang's servants were knocked to the ground one after another, either fainting to death, or rolling and screaming.

Fan Yiweng's figure flashed, and he came to Gao Cang, who broke his head and was bleeding, and threw him in front of Yang Guo, and said with a face full of shame: "My subordinates are not doing things well, I don't know people, and I ask my son to punish him!" ”

When Yang Guo came, he had an order, in front of outsiders, he still called him son-in-law.

Yang Guo glanced at Fan Yiweng lightly, he was dissatisfied with him, but he didn't care about him for the time being because he lived in a deep valley and didn't understand the world.

Looking at Gao Cang, who was screaming, Yang Guo's eyes were full of indifference, and his face remained unchanged: "Give you a chance to confess, otherwise I will make you regret coming to this world, what kind of place is Luoyang, you must know better than me." ”

Takakura couldn't help but tremble, facing the other party's disregarding eyes, only to feel that his hairs stood on end, and he was almost scared to pee.

Immediately, he didn't dare to hesitate and said what he knew.

It's true that he sells stores, and it's true that he offends people, but what's interesting is that he offended Wang Jiajun, the eldest grandson of Wang Yuanba.

Because he was in a hurry to sell his property and return to his hometown to find another way to make a living, Gao Cang contacted his peers everywhere, but unexpectedly alarmed the Wang family and attracted Wang Jiajun's attention.

It happened that on the same day, Gao Cang was leaving after discussing the price with Fan Yiweng, and Wang Jiajun came to the door.

After knowing that Fan Yiweng used cash instead of silver tickets, he had crooked thoughts, forced Gao Cang to reveal the trading time, and arranged manpower in Luoyang City in advance, robbing the full 1 million taels of silver.

Afterwards, he promised to buy Mochizuki Tower for 500,000 taels, which was 200,000 taels less than what Gao Cang and Fan Yiweng discussed.

Gao Cang was forced by the prestige of the Wang family, and he dared to be angry and did not dare to say anything, and it was better to have 500,000 taels than to lose all his money.