In the next time, Xu Fan drank peach blossom brew, Qin Ruhai tasted tea, and the two listened to Wen Changkong, Xu Wenshu and Xu Yuhui and began to divide some industries of Xu Mansion in various parts of Jiangnan.

Three salt shops in Huainan Mansion, one in Zhenjiang Mansion, two in Suzhou Mansion, one in Changzhou Mansion...

The three of them discussed the Xu family's salt shops in various provinces in Jiangnan, which still belonged to the Xu family on the surface, but most of the profits in the dark should be handed over to the Jiangnan Governor's Mansion to suppress the rebels.

Xu Wenshu and Xu Yuhui also followed Xu Fan's previous explanation, but almost all of them agreed to what Wen Changkong requested.

"Wenxian wine, you see that the old people and children of our Xu family still have to be fed, can these shops, restaurants, and tea shops in Jinling City leave us some."

Wen Changkong's trip was mainly to seek money and food for the Governor's Palace, and he couldn't kill the Xu family.

If the Xu Mansion handed over all the properties to them, they would not be able to explain to the families in Jiangnan.

lest the major families in Jiangnan set up a trap for the Governor's Mansion behind their backs, and the gains outweighed the losses at that time.

Regarding the Xu family's request to keep some of the industries in Jinling City, Wen Changkong and Qin Ruhai glanced at each other silently, and the two nodded tacitly.

This time, the Governor's Mansion went straight to the point and asked for "meaning", which also made Xu Fan reacquaint himself with the local governor's yamen.

A super-grade local governor, in order to be able to swallow the property of the Xu Mansion, can actually sit in the town in person, and let his subordinates schem to rob the property in the Xu Mansion.

Xu Fan was drinking a little wine, but he always had a shallow smile on his face, and from time to time he complimented the Governor's Palace, of course, every sentence was inseparable from the extermination of the Yin and Yang Gate.

A hot-blooded young man who always wanted to avenge his people appeared in Qin Ruhai's heart.

Seeing such a young man, Qin Ruhai was also very satisfied.

Such a Xu Mansion is easy to control for the Governor's Palace.

"Xu Gongzi rest assured, the Governor's Mansion will definitely eradicate the rebels of the Yin and Yang Gate with the troops of Jiangnan Province this time. To tell you the truth, on the second day of the disaster in Xufu, our Governor ordered the soldiers of Jiangnan Province to go to various important places in the territory to conduct an investigation, and once the whereabouts of the traitors of the Yinyang Gate were discovered, they would raise a large army to sweep them. ”

"There is no need to worry about the safety of the people in the Xu Mansion, Jinling City is the seat of Jiangnan Daozhi, and it is heavily guarded, so there will be no Xiaoxiao sneaking in."

"In addition, our Governor's Mansion has already issued an order to the Six Gates, if anyone dares to come to the Xu Mansion to make trouble, the Six Doors will immediately send someone to come, and they will never refuse."

Jinling City has six guards and guards, and there are soldiers of the patrol battalion in the city to patrol the city, and there will be six gates in the city on weekdays.

This is also the reason why Xu Fan let everyone in the second room leave, and he also took the people of the Xu Mansion to Jinling.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, and thank you, Mr. Wen." The three members of the Xu family thanked Qin Ruhai and Wen Changkong again.

Seeing off Qin Ruhai and the others, Xu Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and explained to Xu Wenshu and Xu Yuhui that the industries in all parts of the Jiangnan can be handed over, but the industries in Jinling City must not be handed over.

Whether it is the imperial court, the gangs in the rivers and lakes, or the feudal kings and families in various places, they want to rob the Xu family's property, but they can only do it secretly.

In Jiangnan Province, only the Governor's Mansion has the righteous reputation of exterminating the rebellion of the Yinyang Gate, which is also Xu Fan's request to the Governor's Mansion Wen Changkong, and he is full of promises.

In the next few days, many people came to visit Xufu, and explained their intentions, saying that they wanted to cooperate with Xufu, but in fact, they still wanted to seize the industry.

Some of them represent the Jiangnan family, and some are some nobles in Jinling City, among which there are naturally the cronies of the three vassal kings.

Xu Wenshu and Xu Yuhui were busy, but Xu Fan was very comfortable in the Wave Court.

Raising flowers, fishing and fishing have become Xu Fan's comfortable life.

The image of a good young master slowly spread from Xuanwu Street.

A few days later, one day and one night, two figures burst out from the wave garden, and soon disappeared into the dark night of Xuanwu Street, and swept away in a certain direction in Jinling City.

The southeast corner of the outer city of Jinling, separated from the canal by only two water gates, is the place where the gangs of the rivers and lakes are mixed the most, and it is also the lowest and most chaotic place in Jinling City.

Even if the Governor's Office ordered a thorough investigation of various places, it was still "prosperous" and lively, and all kinds of goods, people, and curiosities for sale would still be carried down from the canal and enter the majestic city of Jinling along the water gate.

Some rare treasures will soon be sent to the desks of some of the city's bigwigs through a few trades.

Xu Fan, dressed in black, stood in a shadow, looking at a dilapidated courtyard a street away.

Occasionally, a few men in rough clothes pushed the door open, carrying some goods onto the wagon.

"Are you sure it's here?" Xu Fan turned his head sideways, looked at a masked man in black behind him, and asked softly.

Bai Luohe, who was dressed in black and masked, did not speak, but nodded.

"Okay, stay outside for a while, don't let one escape. I'll go straight in. Xu Fan pointed to the broken courtyard.

Taking advantage of a dark cloud covering the moonlight, Xu Fan jumped forward, and in the blink of an eye, he hid in the shadows across the street, blending into the night.

Bai Luohe only saw a black shadow, and Xu Fan disappeared in front of him.

Then there was silence, and there was no more noise in the broken courtyard.

It's a small dilapidated yard, but there's a big warehouse in the back with a lot of goods piled up.

When Xu Fan crossed the courtyard wall, he quickly restrained the two sturdy men who were chatting in the courtyard.

"Bang~Bang~" There were two soft sounds, and an air sword directly penetrated the bodies of the two.

Walking between the two corpses, Xu Fan walked slowly towards the main room in the courtyard.

"What people!" A strong man in a half-open shirt dropped a thick bowl that had just been lifted in his hand and shouted loudly.

Soon, seven or eight burly men rushed out of the wings on the left and right, each with bulging muscles in their arms, obviously practitioners who had penance skills.

Many people are still carrying wooden sticks with thick arms in their hands, and their faces are fierce.

At first, the old man who was drinking at the window thought that the other party was a thief who broke in, but as soon as he drank the wine in the bowl, he saw two accomplices fall to the ground without any warning.

Xu Fan raised his foot and stepped on a branch on the ground, his strength scattered, and the branch rushed through the crowd towards the person shouting at the door.

In an instant, it passed through the man's throat and plunged into the wall behind him, creating a huge crack.

"Snap"

The throat was pierced by branches, and blood gushed out, warm blood flowing down the hole.

Seeing this, many people subconsciously took a few steps back.

Some people picked up wooden boxes, others picked up pots and pans, and wooden planks stood in front of them.

Xu Fan glanced at it lightly, raised his hand and waved it gently, and a strong wind lifted everyone away.

There were several loud noises of "bang~bang~bang~" in a row, smashing several wooden boxes in the courtyard, everyone fell to the ground one after another, spitting blood, and all kinds of objects picked up in their hands were broken and cut into several pieces.

One of them, an old man with five big and three rough people, hurriedly stopped everyone, and said inwardly, "This brother, there is something to discuss, if you seek wealth, we can give you any money." ”

As he spoke, the old man took out a shabby handkerchief from his bosom, unfolded a dozen taels of silver inside, and carefully placed it on a broken wooden table not far away.

After hesitating for a moment, the old man continued, "We are all coolies, and we don't have much money. That's all. ”

The old man obviously had a good status in the hearts of everyone, and after he spoke, the rest of the coolies glanced at each other, and no longer hesitated, got up from the ground, took out their private money, and reluctantly put it on the same wooden table.

Looking at everyone's reluctant expressions and cautious looks, Xu Fan thought that Bai Luohe's message to him was wrong.

Isn't this a stronghold of the Yinyang Gate in Jinling City?

Xu Fan glanced coldly at everyone present, and without hesitation, walked towards the wooden table.

Seeing that the silver taels that everyone had worked so hard to accumulate were about to be taken away by the masked man, several coolies were unwilling, their eyes showed fierce expressions, and their bodies slowly bent down, trying to pick up the broken wooden stick on the ground and gamble again.

"The army! Don't mess around! ”

When the old man saw the actions of those coolies, he was horrified and hurriedly stopped.

But it was too late, and the coolie named Dajun swung half of the wooden stick in his hand and smashed it towards Xu Fan's back.

"Boom~"

The wooden stick broke inch by inch in the void that was still a long distance away from Xu Fan's back.

The coolie named Dajun looked frightened, looked at the broken wooden stick tightly in his hand, and his eyes were full of shock, "You, who are you?" ”

Several coolies behind him also hurriedly stopped rushing forward.

At this moment, no matter how stupid they are, they know what kind of masked man everyone is facing!

Monk!

In the face of the monks, these ordinary practitioners are simply like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they have no power to fight back.

The coolie named Dajun fell to his knees with a "bang", kowtowed his head on the gravel ground continuously, and knocked three times in a row before he said with grief and indignation, "My lord, please spare the brothers behind me." You can take all the money here, and my life will be entrusted to you. ”

Everyone really couldn't understand why a monk would come to a place like them that was inferior to the ninth, just for this little money, it didn't make sense, it really didn't make sense!

They're just ordinary coolies.

The situation in front of him made Xu Fan feel a little puzzled again, could it be that the news given by Bai Luohe was wrong?

Standing in front of the wooden table, Xu Fan put away dozens of taels of silver on the table, silently swept over the kneeling people around him, pretending to be a thief who robbed, naturally wanting to take all the money.

As for these real coolies, Xu Fan is not the one to kill.

After a moment of contemplation, he headed towards the warehouse in the back.

When they came to the warehouse, they looked at the warehouse full of goods, only two sturdy men were guarding, and when they saw the masked man in black walking in, they both subconsciously picked up the long knife erected on the ground, and stared at the man in black at the door with fierce eyes.

"Dare to come to our Qinglong Hall's territory to rob, are you impatient?"

Xu Fan, who was already disappointed, finally had some hope in his heart, feeling the qi on the two sword-wielding men in front of him, it should be the monk who opened up the five cyclone points.

"Qinglong Hall?" Xu Fan sneered, his body turned into an afterimage, and rushed into the warehouse.

"Bang~Bang~"

With two loud bangs, the bodies of two big men with knives smashed into the wall on the left like boulders, and their bodies were embedded half an inch.

The long knife grabbed by the two of them fell to the ground with two "clangs".

"Uncle, there is, there is something to say, say it well."

One of the strong men had a pale face, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and he cried out loudly.