"Go in and talk." As if he noticed that his apprentice had many questions, Fan Zhong did not say much. Instead, he led a group of servants and guards and walked into Yuzhitang through the back door.

For a moment, two people sat opposite each other in the room, one holding a cup of tea in his hand.

"Master, what exactly is going on?"

Zhang Jing doesn't seem like a kind-hearted person who can easily let go of his opponents. There are many people and good equipment, facing an injured Li Laoji and the Yao Gang whose high-end combat power has been greatly reduced.

I won’t kill you for eating, but keep it as a mascot for people to visit.

"well."

Lao Fan sighed and spoke slowly.

"Vote."

"Vote?"

surrender!

Before the surprise in He Zhao's eyes subsided, he began to recall what happened not long ago.

Gang Leader Li was lying in bed and shouted out the words "The child has something to say", and everyone naturally focused their attention on him.

"Father, does he know why the old general only sent six men?"

In one sentence, Gang Leader Li was stopped.

Yes, everyone knows the marching speed of Yan Yun's soldiers. Although Sichun City is thousands of miles away from the south, as long as they march day and night, they can arrive in just a few days, which guarantees that the city will not fall into the hands of King Ning.

Why, only six people were sent.

"It's very simple, the old general doesn't want to fight. Although Yanyun's soldiers are powerful, the army under King Ning is not a vegetarian. It's a full attack, and the soldiers are only five thousand strong.

They can fight one against ten, or even one against twenty, and can withstand an army of 100,000. However, King Ning, who guards the entire north, has an army of 800,000 capable of hundreds of battles.

No one knows how many there are secretly. In addition to Yanyun's army, which has a strength of at most 300,000, how can we fight? Even if there is a war, even if King Ning is severely damaged, what will happen?

In the world, no matter who is the emperor, he is a member of the old Zhou family. The old general and Prince Ning, one by one, destroyed the army, and the other by hard work, and the army was severely damaged. In the end, they will not be able to take advantage of the grassland people?

Therefore, the old general does not want to fight. Even if King Ning really raises an army to rebel, I am afraid that others will not join in. In the end, the meat will rot in the pot."

When everyone heard the words, they understood something.

In fact, Gang Leader Li still has something to say.

The old general did treat them well, but it was all obtained by the old Li family in exchange for the medicated bath formula. Everyone took what they needed. For the sake of so-called loyalty, it is not wrong to hook up with a whole family.

Furthermore, no matter how you look at it, Prince Ning’s chances of winning are too great.

If you can't beat it, then join.

The people from the province have conquered the world. When the time comes, a wanted order will be issued and they will be chased all over the place.

In order to survive, surrender to the enemy without trembling.

So, Mr. Li made a prompt decision and arranged for the important people to enter the tunnel. He gave a few instructions, saying that if they did not come back within an hour, they should run away.

After that, things developed smoothly. Faced with the surrender of his old enemy, Zhang Jing, even though he was a little unhappy, had to take the overall situation into consideration and accept it with a pinched nose.

Moreover, he immediately reported the matter to Prince Ning, and within an hour, he received a reply with a single word of approval.

The Cao Gang, who just shouted about beatings and killing, and used thieves and poisoners, suddenly became good brothers of the Yao Gang.

All in all, a lot of people were embarrassed.

The change of ownership of Sichuan City was also very smooth.

Without him, the yamen and the guards were all Prince Ning's men, and their group had already fallen into his arms, covertly or covertly.

After all, when you are an official in the north, a group of people can tell who is the king or the king.

The people at the bottom don't care about that, as long as they can live their lives normally.

Rich people?

No feeling, just sing and dance.

They don't care who is in charge, as long as the accumulated wealth is not plundered and the butcher's knife is not aimed at them, they love whoever they want.

In fact, everyone who does business in the north, who is a big landowner, or who opens a business and recruits disciples, all have inextricable relationships with Prince Ning.

"Is it safe?"

"It's so safe."

Fan Zhong smiled bitterly and nodded. Isn't it safe? The people in the city are all members of his own family.

If they continue to fight, Prince Ning will be the first to be unhappy.

A good granary is riddled with holes. If it were you, would you be happy?

""

They fought back and forth and finally surrendered.

The only one who was unlucky was the local gang who charged into the battle.

He obviously worked hard and did all the dirty work without complaining, but in the end, it was gone.

The old ghost Yuan Tianxiao really refuses to rest in peace.

He Zhao once suspected that if he went to the medicine field and told the story, the body would probably crawl out of the soil.

"Tomorrow, the entire city will return to normal. Our Yuzhitang also has to open its doors to practice medicine."

"Well, I understand, Master."

It's simple. When the time comes, send a few servants to visit each clerk's house, and they will come back naturally.

"Well, I'm taking a rest."

After Lao Fan finished speaking, he put down his tea cup and left.

The famous ruthless man picked up his spirits and went to the front hall to get some medicinal materials for "Hua Ji Ti".

The crimson liquid emitted an astonishing high temperature.

"Plop!"

A fierce thrust plunged in, and the feeling like swimming in magma came over again.

"hiss"

Fortunately, with the increasing amount of fire-type medicinal materials in the wood and the continuous healing, the medicinal liquid finally turned white and turned into residue.

【《Absolute Transformation》+10%!】

["Hua Ji Body": 20%]

"call"

I took a long breath, took care of the waste water, and then fell asleep.

After a day of hard work, I was exhausted both physically and mentally.

"Hoo ho ho"

In the quiet room, thunderous snoring sounded.

The next day, early in the morning.

The biological clock wakes up a sleeping person, opens his eyes on time, gets up, dresses and washes.

"I slept for less than two hours, and I should be fine if I fight for a day."

He Zhao called the servant, gave a few instructions, and then went to the front hall and found Ma Xuncao and Huanglian juice.

【-half hour】

【+360 points of proficiency (Dacheng)!】

[Proficiency: 366 (rough proficiency), 2500 (proficiency), 2305 (small success), 680 (high success)]

Some servants coming and going looked at him strangely, each showing pity.

Especially the chef, who had been resting at home for a while, secretly thought that during his absence, the young gentleman actually made a living by eating herbs all day long. How pitiful.

Fan Zhong, who was used to sleeping less, also felt the corners of his eyes twitch.

"Master."

"Sit down. I'll tell you later to go to Tianxiangju, which is open, and order a banquet."

Although he didn't say it explicitly, it was clearly in Lao Fan's eyes that he was starving his child.

""

Things are really not what you think, I just want to increase my proficiency.

Maybe it was because for a period of time, there were no medical clinics in the city to treat people. One morning, from seven o'clock to twelve noon. With the "Zhang's Medical Skills" at the Dacheng level, the man surnamed He got 4,000 Dacheng points.

Level of proficiency, so busy that I hit the back of my head.

On average, 800 points are harvested every hour!
To be continued...