When Sun Rong saw Yang Fan asking more and more details, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
Yang Fan said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just saw that these Taoists are very arrogant and domineering, so I wanted to understand them to avoid suffering a disadvantage."
"oh."
Sun Rong nodded.
Soon, Yang Fan asked what was going on and was about to leave.
"By the way, Xiao Fanzi, I heard from Eunuch Tao that we are going back to the palace in the next two days, so you should make preparations as soon as possible!" Sun Rong reminded.
"Going back to the palace? Where is the case of the massacre in the southern suburbs?"
Yang Fan paused and turned back to look at Sun Rong.
Although Jin Bodhisattva Zhang was seriously injured again and was captured and suppressed at the Dongchang Yamen, then Dongchang raided Prince Zheng's Mansion and arrested a group of people from the Five Poison Sect.
But in his opinion, the real culprit behind the scenes, Zhu Zhaoyan, was still fine.
Sun Rong shook his head and said: "I don't know about this. I have made a file record according to the father-in-law's instructions. However, how the matter will be handled in the end depends on the wishes of the factory supervisor and even His Majesty."
"..."
Yang Fan fell into silence.
It's a pity that the followers of the Five Poison God Sect are all very stubborn, but no one has identified Zhu Zhaoyan as the Five Treasures Dharma King.
Instead, he identified Cui Can.
After all, as Zhu Zhaoyan's guest in the palace, he still has great power.
According to some believers, Cui Can handles all affairs within the Five Poison God Sect, including setting up a stronghold in the palace.
Zhu Zhaoyan himself is as clean as a piece of white paper.
"It's really clean."
Even Yang Fan had to lament that Zhu Zhaoyan played this skill beautifully, launching a scapegoat and shouldering everything perfectly.
But in the end, he seemed like a pure white lotus who was deceived by his subordinates.
When the time comes, it will be a mere oversight, or even At most, it was just a verbal warning. He was still his prince. As for the dead people in several towns, they were really dead.
But no matter how angry Yang Fan was, the matter seemed to be a foregone conclusion. He was powerless to change anything. Why was he just a first-class leader?
Feeling depressed, Yang Fan left the Dongchang Yamen and walked until he came to Prince Zheng's Mansion.
This place has been blocked by people from the Zongren Mansion, and there are people from Dongchang watching around. It is obvious that Zhu Zhaoyan has been placed under semi-house arrest.
Yang Fan took a deep look at the plaque of the palace before turning and leaving.
After all, he still had things to do.
Qingyue View.
Taoist Qingchen has returned here, but his gloomy face makes no one dare to take the initiative to speak. All the Taoists in the audience trembled and knelt down to welcome him in.
"What happened?"
"The visitor's face is so ugly, can't something serious happen?"
They looked at the Taoists who had followed Taoist Qingchen back and started asking questions hurriedly.
"They are not those geldings from Dongchang!"
One of the Taoists in his thirties said, "Obviously they asked us to help them, but as soon as we finished our work, they crossed the river and demolished the bridge. A Dongchang stall was demolished in the name of trespassing in a torture area.
One of our junior brothers!"
The more he talked, the angrier he became, and finally he could only say bitterly: "Don't let me have a chance to see those castrated dogs outside, otherwise I will definitely make them look good."
The junior brother he was talking about was naturally Jiang Wuchen.
At this time, Jiang Wuchen also walked out, but his energy and blood were wasted, making him feel as if he had collapsed, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
Although the state of the soul is still there, his energy and blood have been severely damaged, and his future cultivation path is completely ruined.
However, he did not dare to hate Taoist Qingchen, so he could only direct all his hatred at Yang Fan and look at the aggrieved fellow disciples.
He looked around and cried like blood: "Brothers, whoever can avenge my little brother, I am willing to donate half of my net worth to support his cultivation!"
Half of the net worth!
The eyes of everyone around him lit up.
The more they practice, the more they are short of money. Even if they are born in the Celestial Master Way, they cannot escape the fate of being short of money.
After all, whether it is the health-enhancing incense that nourishes the soul, the Bagua plate that protects the soul when it leaves the body, or even the utensils used by the soul to exorcise objects, they are all indispensable for the support of a large amount of money.
Perhaps only when they reach the advanced level of five times of fusion and start practicing elixirs or talismans, their financial situation can be slightly relieved.
The materials for alchemy and the alchemy furnace, as well as the yellow paper, cinnabar, and langhao pen required for drawing talismans and seals, etc., are also considerable expenses.
After all, not everyone can play with alchemy and talismans, otherwise, there wouldn't be so many sword cultivators in the Taoist sect.
Do they really think they like to fly around the world with a flying sword?
Not too poor.
The alchemy method and the talisman method were difficult to achieve, and in the end, he was so poor that he only had a sword left in his body.
Take a look at the pomp of those alchemy masters or talisman masters. When entering and exiting, they have a treasure boat protected by sky light, a five-element Xuanming soul armor inside, a purple-light five-element robe outside, wearing a fallen crown on their head, and shadowless boots on their feet.
There are a bunch of masters serving on the left and right, and there are countless magic weapons on their bodies. They can cover a large area with just one move. Each one of them is almost comparable to a battle fortress.
Therefore, when they heard Jiang Wuchen's words, they couldn't help but feel moved in their hearts.
You must know that this Jiang Wuchen was born in a large family in the city of God and had a lot of wealth, otherwise he would not have been sent to Qingyue Temple. It didn't take long for him to become a disciple of Taoist Qingchen.
The Taoist sect needs this kind of family to build up its reputation, and these families also need the name of Tianshi Dao to talk about the tiger's skin. You have the money, and I have the method. The two are a perfect match. That's it.
It is said that their family paid a large sum of money as a apprenticeship gift for this!
And now, Jiang Wuchen's words are tempting enough. After all, if they can get half of his wealth to support them, then their future cultivation path will definitely be much smoother!
"What's that man's name?"
Someone asked impatiently.
"Yang Fan!"
Jiang Wuchen spit out the name fiercely.
"I want him dead! Not only him, I want his whole family, leaving no chicken or dog behind! If any of you can do it, half of my net worth will be donated immediately!"
Jiang Wuchen said decisively.
The people around looked at each other, and soon some people began to inquire about Yang Fan's details. If they had the opportunity to take action, they would not mind taking action.
No matter how bad it is, wouldn't you be able to make a fortune by selling the information to other brothers and sisters?
Jiang Wuchen looked even more resentful as he watched everyone leave.
Whether it was Yang Fan or this group of so-called brothers, he felt the flames of hatred burning: "You'd better kill Yang Fan for me. If you can't kill him, then you'd better die!"
Half of his net worth is not so easy to get!
Jiang Wuchen staggered back to his house, but as soon as he entered, he felt a hint of uneasiness and took two steps forward.
I saw a person sitting in front of the table in his room.
The figure from behind looked vaguely familiar to him.
"You are...it's you!"
When Jiang Wuchen recognized the person's identity, his expression suddenly changed.
He turned around and ran away.
However, Yang Fan had already caught him back: "You just came back, why did you leave? Aren't you going to kill me, and even leave my whole family alone?"