Zhang Rongfang glanced at Huang Zhenyi, sighed and waved his hand.
Among the dead soldiers on the side, Wei Li slowly walked out. She was also covered in blood, and her pretty face turned pale.
Walking in front of Huang Zhenyi, Wei Li paused, suddenly pulled out his dagger, and slashed across his neck.
He cut off his head cleanly.
Bang!
There was a sudden muffled sound.
Suddenly something exploded on Huang Zhenyi's body.
Wei Li hurriedly shielded his face and retreated, but he still grunted in pain. He raised his arms to his body and was hit by countless iron needles.
Several of the dead soldiers of the Golden Wing Tower nearby were also unable to escape, but due to bad luck, they were shot down on the spot.
Zhang Rongfang raised his hand and knocked away two flying iron needles.
He was more than ten meters away from Huang Zhenyi. After the iron needle flew over, his strength was already weak.
If he hadn't been careful just now and stepped forward to hear the so-called secret, I'm afraid it wasn't Wei Li who got tricked now, but him.
"If I hadn't seen Huang Yuzhen's methods before, I might have been deceived by you."
With a sigh, Zhang Rongfang waved again, and several more people came forward to take the injured Wei Li away for treatment.
Wei Li wore high-grade leather armor and protected his face, so his arms were seriously injured, but his body was only slightly injured.
"Sir..." Qingsu also walked out of the crowd at this time, watching Wei Li being taken away with complicated eyes.
"From now on, you are the new White Eagle here, and I will choose another person to partner with you." Zhang Rongfang said softly.
"Yes." Qing Su nodded.
"Duangu Tongxin, if he can still recover, he will resume his original position. As for Baiying Xiangling, since he likes to eat both inside and outside, he will stay and live and die with the Huang family."
Soon, Duan Gu's two dead warrior leaders came forward.
They were all the right assistants before Broken Valley. At this time, they automatically rose to one level and carried out the main orders on their behalf. This is also the rule of the dead soldier system.
The dead man dragged Xiang Ling, whose mouth was full of blood, and threw it randomly into the Huang family's main house, which was gradually igniting a fire.
"Break her limbs and don't let her escape." Zhang Rongfang gave the final instruction.
Then he looked up at the sky.
The drizzle was continuous, but it could not stop the wood-brick mixed building poured with kerosene from burning.
Soon, amid the screams, Qing Su personally broke his limbs and then turned back to Zhang Rongfang.
"Let's go." Zhang Rongfang ignored him, turned around and walked out of the door.
This time, he won because of his speed and because the opponent underestimated him. But after this time, his strength will be completely exposed to the plans of many forces.
It won't be as effective next time.
But that's okay.
Next time, he will never be who he is now.
"By the way, don't forget to move the money." He suddenly remembered something and quickly turned around and told Qingsu.
"It took a lot of good things to manage both the prefect and the Shangguan family to keep them neutral."
"I know..." Qing Su suddenly felt relieved.
The Zhang Rongfang before made her more and more unfamiliar, even a little confused and afraid.
But the words she spoke at this moment made the fear in her heart melt away.
"In addition, many people from the Huang family have escaped, and you will be responsible for cleaning up afterward.
Don’t move the rest of Hailong’s strongholds yet,” Zhang Rongfang warned.
Hailong, like Golden Wing Tower, both have superior departments. They are not independent small forces.
If the Huang family is destroyed, it will be destroyed.
But Hailong is different...
He also had to consider other impacts. If he destroyed the opponent and a super-grade came down from above, the situation would be reversed instantly.
Now, it's not time yet....
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March 1185.
The Huang family in Wushan Prefecture was wiped out overnight.
Secretly, the human trafficking organization Hailong also suffered heavy losses, and its leader Qingjiao disappeared.
There are also a lot fewer people in the market who used to do evil things and roam the streets.
The government office announced many charges of the Huang family colluding with Hai Long and abducting and selling girls from good families.
It also said that after receiving the informant's report, the government concentrated its manpower and wiped out the Hailong organization in one fell swoop.
And rescued many women from good families who were about to be sent away.
For a time, the prefect Yue Hanquan's prestige in Wushan Prefecture greatly increased.
And secretly, the Yue family also sent people to express support for Golden Wing Tower's actions.
Zhang Rongfang retained the remaining staff of Golden Wing Tower and then planned to recruit new people.
It's just that the main members are easy to find, but the dead ones are hard to find.
The dead soldiers are all elites who have been trained since childhood. They follow orders and prohibitions, and cooperate with each other in a tacit understanding.
It is simply impossible to take shape in a short time.
He wasn't in a hurry either.
Anyway, the atmosphere in Wushan Mansion is very clean. It is just suitable for him to study Suo Wen well.
Zen Heart Literary Society.
Inside the pink tulle, Gong Shuyin sat cross-legged, using a special quill in her hand to slowly review the homework that Zhang Rongfang had just handed in.
Boda Ganwen is a medium-difficulty type of lock text.
Its writing system is not comprehensive, because it is mainly used for worshiping gods, so many expressions of daily life will appear very blunt and weird.
Amidst the rustling sound of writing, Zhang Rongfang closed his eyes to rest and gently rubbed his temples.
The Huang family's affairs are easy to solve, but Hai Long's troubles need to be dealt with.
If Qingjiao is killed, Hailong will have a new master take charge of Wushan Mansion.
After all, this place is several times as big as Tan Yang. There is no way they would give up on such a big city.
In the past few days, Zhang Rongfang had to learn Suo Wen, deal with his sister and brother-in-law, and deal with Hai Long and clean up the remnants of the Huang family.
It's really exhausting.
"Master Zhang, has he been a little distracted recently?" Gong Shuyin asked softly from behind the gauze curtain.
"But what's delaying you?"
"Thank you for your concern. It's okay. It's just a little trouble in life. It will be over soon." Zhang Rongfang replied simply.
"Master, please don't underestimate the many little troubles." Gong Shuyin smiled, "Everyone's life is surrounded by many troubles. The world is a sea of suffering, but some people force themselves to smile, while others make a boat out of hardship."
"Miss Yin, how should we deal with troubles?" Zhang Rongfang asked casually.
"If you use your own strength to cross the sea of suffering, you will naturally be unable to escape the shackles.
But troubles also have roots. Wherever the roots are, cut them off. Then give up everything you want to get, and cherish everything you have now.
Wouldn't it be more free to be empty of body and mind, leaving only oneself?"
Zhang Rongfang also understood what she meant.
It probably means: find the source of trouble, then cut it off, and don't interact with anyone else, and you will be free from trouble.
Then, don’t overestimate your ability to pursue what you can’t get, but cherish what you already have.
You can let go of your body and mind and only see yourself, so that you can be free and at ease.
To put it simply, it’s just two words: lie flat.
"Isn't what Miss Yin said just lying down and not moving?
But what happens after you lie down? The world will not oppress you just because you give up." Zhang Rongfang asked rhetorically.
Gong Shuyin smiled mysteriously and stood up slowly.
"Lie down? Young master's words are really refined. However, what I say below is not about lying down. All things in the world are interdependent and mutually reinforcing. If there is a sea of suffering, there will also be bliss."
"Young master, you know that human happiness does not actually lie in external things, but in oneself."
She opened the gauze curtain and poked out a little foot wearing black cotton pantyhose.
Land on your toes, then expose the ankles, calves, knees, and thighs behind you.
Black cotton socks wrap all the way around her legs.
The slender and round curves extended upwards and were blocked by a tight red silk skirt.
Zhang Rongfang has never seen Gong Shuyin's whole body before, but today is the first time he has seen her whole body.
"Young master, you know that the greatest happiness of all things in the world does not lie in external things."
"Oh?" Zhang Rongfang narrowed his eyes slightly, "Where is that?"
"I'm here." Gong Shuyin, with black hair reaching her waist, stepped out of the gauze curtain.
Her eyes were wide open, and there was a softness in them that was completely different from ordinary people.
It's like Guanyin sitting motionless in the Buddhist hall.
Zhang Rongfang noticed that a section of long hair was exposed on the side of her slender waist, and the ends of the hair were wrapped with a strange purple substance.
It's like wearing a coat for long hair.
"The human body is inherently strange. God has given us the human body to be a boat in the sea of suffering.
It also gives us spirituality and makes us the wings of bliss.”
"Miss Yin, let's get down to business. Is there any mistake or omission in my homework? Can you explain it to me?"
Zhang Rongfang remained silent and changed the topic directly.
"Of course." Gong Shuyin smiled, her beautiful eyes flashing, and she began to explain the problems that had just occurred in Zhang Rongfang's homework.
She explains very carefully, and she will analyze even the smallest problems and explain them in detail.
Zhang Rongfang soon put the strangeness behind him and concentrated on listening to the class.
Soon, time passed little by little.
More than an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Rongfang should also get up and leave.
He packed up his pen, ink, paper and inkstone and said goodbye to Gong Shuyin.
When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped.
"Miss Yin, I wonder how long you have been in Wushan Mansion? Speaking of which, I have always been grateful for your teachings. I also want to take this opportunity to entertain you and show my friendship as a landlord."
"About three years." Gong Shuyin was bending down to pick up something that fell on the ground.
Her exaggerated chest kept swaying with the changes in her movements, and her figure curves were fully exposed due to the tight skirt.
Looking up at Zhang Rongfang at the door, she smiled.
"Then thank you for your kindness, sir. Speaking of which, if you want to go out for fun, can I make a request?"
"Miss, please tell me. I'll do my best if I can." Zhang Rongfang nodded. His sudden invitation was not a whim, but for another reason.
"Even Xiaobi and I don't like places with many people. If we can play, we hope to choose some quiet and uninhabited places. After all, life is difficult. When there are more people, there will be more social interactions, and the body and mind will not be fully
of release.”
Gong Shuyin said softly.
There was always a subtle provocation in her words, but the paradox was that when Zhang Rongfang thought she was deliberately seducing and looked at her, he found that Gong Shuyin's pretty face was serious and quiet, without any ambiguity at all.
She seemed to really think so.
"Aren't you afraid of meeting bad people in a quiet place?" Zhang Rongfang asked.
"With the young master here, I can probably handle most of the troubles." Gong Shuyin smiled. "Besides, if you really meet a bad person, then your life is not going well, and you can't blame others."
"I was born into a barbarian tribe. My parents are missing. I have no brothers or sisters in my family. Until now, I can only rely on Xiaobi and make a living by teaching..."
There was a hint of worry in her brows unconsciously.
"Are you also a barbarian?" Zhang Rongfang asked in surprise.
"What? You don't believe me, sir?" Gong Shuyin smiled, "I am not only a barbarian, but also a barbarian. My parents have taught me many classics since I was a child.
I feel ashamed to say that I am now weak and suffering from a frail disease. I am short of breath and cannot shout loudly..."
"No wonder...no wonder you are knowledgeable but...in poor condition." Zhang Rongfang suddenly understood.
Some of his previous doubts were also explained at this time.
"Let the young master laugh." Gong Shuyin said softly.
"Then, we made an appointment to go out and play together when we have time." Zhang Rongfang finally said.
"Thank you, sir." Gong Shuyin smiled and waved.
The two parted ways, and Zhang Rongfang walked out of the Zen Heart Literary Society and got into a carriage that had been waiting for a long time.
"Have you found any information about this person?" he asked in a deep voice.
There is another person in the carriage, a short man who looks like a dwarf. His name is Baoning. He is a Golden Wing Tower assassin who was promoted by Zhang Rong just now. Now this man is already at the fifth level and has almost entered the sixth level.
"Sir, the information I found is completely true. This Gong Shuyin has a good background and a very clean and self-sufficient person. He was almost bullied several times, but he managed to escape every time.
It's just..." Baoning paused suddenly.
"Just what?"
"It's just that my subordinates feel that this information is a bit too normal. But now our main building members have suffered heavy losses and are seriously short of manpower... so there is no way to check further."
"In this case, let those men and women from the Mengzhou Club who cannot return home come out. After the assessment, they will be divided into members of the main building and auxiliary buildings and merged with us.
This is better than sitting around and having nothing to do." Zhang Rongfang said calmly.
"Yes, it's just adults. Most of those people need dream liquid. How to deal with this?"
"Let the refiner continue to refine and supply the dream liquid. However, the dream liquid is not allowed to be circulated for takeout. Anyone who violates it will die!"
Zhang Rongfang plans to use this group of people from the Dream Boat Club to see what harm dream liquid can do to people.
"Finally, have all the Huang family's secret technique information been moved over?"
"Yes, they are all moved, sir. When we were moving them, we discovered that there are some books inside that may involve some special secrets."