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Chapter 765: Stick is not easy to mess with

Xiao Yu pondered for a moment, then sighed helplessly: "I'm afraid you know very little about Fang Jun's character, so you have attacked him again and again, thinking that you can use this to resist the emperor's intention to conquer the south of the Yangtze River. In fact, it's a big deal.

That's wrong! Who is Fang Jun? He dares to hit the prince or the minister, so he goes with someone to the mansion of Shen Guogong Gao Shilian to verbally threaten Shen Guogong and Zhao Guogong! Is he afraid of you? This is not a good move for you.

If Fang Jun is killed, His Majesty will be furious, and the Twelve Guards army will move south in an instant, and the foundation of each family will inevitably be damaged; if Fang Jun is not killed, he will definitely suffer the consequences! This son acts rashly, without considering the consequences at all, and it will be very difficult for him to do so.

It's easy to act on impulse. I almost lost my life in Niu Zhuji before, and Fang Jun must be holding back his anger at this time. Even if I come forward in person, I'm afraid he may not be able to get what he wants."

This statement is half true and half false. It may not be entirely true, but it is not unreasonable.

Fang Jun set up this situation to make you tremble with fear and bow your head. A young man with such wisdom will naturally not go on a killing spree, leaving an indelible stain on his resume.

In other words, his ambition is in the temple, in running the country and benefiting the world. A mere corner of the Yangtze River is just a stepping stone for Fang Jun. How can he be willing to die with you and affect his future future?

What Fang Jun is planning is just profit.

But this benefit is not about money and fame, but rather that the Jiangnan gentry will not be able to restrict it in the future, but will instead support it greatly. This is equivalent to snatching food from the mouths of the Jiangnan gentry. How can the Jiangnan gentry be willing? So Fang Jun came up with

Such a "righteous man" is like a knife hanging over the heads of the Jiangnan gentry.

If you strongly support my work, then you are good to me and everyone is happy, and everyone will be happy; on the other hand, if there are many constraints and you compete with me, then I don't mind killing two of them!

In Xiao Yu's view, although Fang Jun's move was subtle, its original intention was probably just to scare these pampered children of aristocratic families...

Xiao Yu also made it clear to everyone that it is impossible for me to go to Fang Jun with an old face. Although my old face is valuable, you have to express your feelings, right? After all, you are trying to kill people.

Offended.

Yu Xiu looked at the crowd and said, "My lord, if it is your opinion... then what exactly does Fang Jun want, and how can we make him calm down?"

Xiao Yu did not answer, but asked everyone: "What do you think?"

Everyone also understood what Xiao Yu meant, and they all expressed their opinions: "It's just that we don't know what conditions Fang Jun wants, so we feel uneasy."

It's not impossible to give Fang Jun some benefits, but who knows how big this kid's appetite is? If he gets another 600,000 yuan, everyone will really be unable to bear it...

Xiao Yu nodded and said: "I already know what you want. First, send the money to Fang Jun to redeem his family. I will hand over the name card tomorrow and have a good talk with Fang Jun. Anyway, I will

We need to calm down his anger. Even if the estrangement cannot be eliminated, we must prevent him from getting angry and killing someone."

"This is exactly what we thought. I'll leave everything to the Duke."

Everyone was grateful for Xiao Yu's willingness to come forward. After all, they had warned everyone not to provoke Fang Jun a long time ago, but no one listened. Now that the trouble has reached this level, they still invite Xiao Yu to take charge of the overall situation, and they can't help but feel guilty.

As for the Gu family, who had been silent all this time... no one paid any attention to them.

In this incident, the Gu family's performance was really poor, which made everyone extremely dissatisfied.

At the beginning, the Gu family vowed that as long as they supported Shanyue's rebellion and killed Fang Jun, the emperor would be worried about the disruption in Jiangnan and affect his plans for the Eastern Expedition, thus giving up the idea of ​​intervening in Jiangnan.

But who knew that the opposite was true. Fortunately, Fang Jun was not killed, which prevented the emperor from being furious and dispatching the Twelve Guards Army to go south, causing turmoil in the south of the Yangtze River and damaging the foundations of various families. Moreover, each family lost a lot of money in Niuzhuji.

The hardcore dead soldiers were heartbroken and resentful of the Gu family's monstrous words that deceived the public.

The current situation was such that it was completely out of the control of the Lu family, and there was nothing they could do. In the end, they still had to beg Xiao Yu to come forward with a shameful face.

The leader of the Jiangnan gentry must be the Xiao family!

The person who talks about Jiangnan still has to be Xiao Yu!

Just because of Xiao Yu's generosity and righteousness that he still had no problem standing up for everyone, in the future he will still have to follow Xiao Yu's lead!

As for the Gu family, they’re far behind...

Xiao Yu agreed to come forward, and everyone put down half of their thoughts. No matter how unruly Fang Jun was, he still had to give some face to this leader of the imperial court, not to mention that each family would have its own thank you ceremony.

Seeing Xiao Yu's tired face, everyone stood up and said goodbye. When they returned home, they sent money to redeem the children in the family...

Everyone shuffled away, Xiao Yu sighed and rubbed his temples.

As I get older, my energy becomes less and less than before. I traveled day and night from Guanzhong to Jinling, and then from Jinling to here again. I didn't have a single day of leisure in between, and my bones felt like they were about to fall apart.

Once this matter is over, I will no longer care about Jiangnan affairs after returning to Chang'an.

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. He, an old man, has traveled thousands of miles for the Xiao family's influence in Jiangnan, but after all, it is up to his children and grandchildren to make their own decisions in the future...

He ordered the maid to soak the veil with clean water, wiped his face, cheered up, called Xiao Ban, wrote a letter in his own handwriting and gave it to him, and told him: "I'll bring the money to you later."

Xiao Ming redeemed it and asked Fang Jun to give this letter to Fang Jun. He said that he should have paid a visit in person, but I was old and lost half my life in this trip. Please ask Fang Jun to come and talk to me."

Xiao Ban was a little surprised and hesitated: "Isn't this... too polite?"

Although Fang Jun is a high-ranking official, he is still far behind Xiao Yu! What's more, what is Xiao Yu's identity? He is so old, and he should not say "come to the door in person", even if it is polite.

There are also some inappropriate ones.

Xiao Yu explained: "You are all too short-sighted and too short-sighted. You only see Fang Jun's age and his family background, and think he is just lucky, but you don't see his talent and ability.

I don’t even know that this kid is already in the emperor’s heart! Just wait and see, as long as this kid doesn’t commit suicide, he will be the prime minister in a dozen years!”

As he spoke, he murmured with some emotion: "How old is that boy this year? He has not yet reached the throne. In another ten years, he will not reach the age of thirty, and he will become the head of the hundred officials. Tsk, tsk, all those sages and famous ministers throughout the ages, and so on.

How many can do it?”

Xiao Ban was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that the owner of the house would have such a high opinion of Fang Jun!

Thirty-year-old Zaifu Ichi?

It's really scary. If you live longer, wouldn't you be able to control the center for thirty or forty years?

A truly powerful minister!

Xiao Ban no longer dared to neglect. Originally, he sent his family members to bring money to redeem the person. Now that he had Xiao Yu's letter, and he also wanted to meet this future powerful minister, he quickly changed his clothes and escorted him.

Yin Qian rushed to the dock in person.

*****

On the Wuya battleship, Fang Junzheng looked helpless...

Su Dingfang, Liu Rengui and others were scattered around, pressing the handle of the horizontal knife at their waists, staring at the girl in white kneeling in front of Fang Jun. As soon as the "witch girl" made the slightest move, they would swarm up and cut her apart with swords.

I don’t care about the corpse anymore...

The petite figure of the girl in white is sitting on the floor, with her back straight, her slender waist, and her pretty face slightly glowing with ruddy luster under the candlelight, glowing and dazzling.

Who would have thought that such a beautiful girl who looks weak and slender could actually be a worldly expert with a flying sword and a sword like a rainbow?

On the pier, this beautiful girl flew down from the third floor of the restaurant. Her heroic figure in white clothes was really shocking to this famous general...

At this moment, the beautiful girl was staring at Fang Jun's dark face with a pair of sparkling eyes.

This kind of gaze had been maintained for about five minutes, and Fang Jun finally couldn't stand it anymore. Although the girl was not lazy, the gaze she only had during a blind date was very uncomfortable. Fang Jun finally smiled bitterly and said: "I haven't asked for advice yet.

What's your name, girl? I haven't thanked you for your kindness in not killing me yet."

These words were filled with resentment. We agreed that we were just acting out a show, but you, you stinky girl, put a sword on our throats. If your hand shook... how unjust would I have to die?


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