Royal Gold Magistrate

At night, in Fenghua Building.

Xie Xian is exchanging cups with Du Lingfeng.

For a few days, the two of them fought fiercely.

Xie Xian is not only a "highly educated" talent, but also hangs out with a group of "thieves" to do business, so he has naturally acquired the ability to talk to people and talk nonsense to people.

Du Lingfeng had no suspicions in his heart, and the two only talked about romance and not business.

After drinking for three rounds, Du Lingfeng blushed excitedly and said, "Brother Xie's poem really opened my eyes!"

"I just wish I didn't get to know Brother Xie sooner! But when can I write a whole poem?"

It depends on when the master can compose a complete song!

Zhuyu is in front of me, I want to show you the poem I wrote, isn't it a slap in the face? !

Xie Xian rolled his eyes, picked up the yin and yang pot and filled it up for Du Lingfeng, poured himself another glass of water, and then quickly drank.

He waved his hands and said: "Ashamed, ashamed! Brother Yu can only compose poetry with the strength of alcohol... Alas, but I can't bear the strength of alcohol!"

"If there is a chance, I will definitely compose a complete song! Brother Du, you are drunk, let's stop here today, I will send someone to take you home."

Du Lingfeng drank the wine in his glass, pushed away the beautiful maidservant in his arms, and said with a smile, "Okay! It's getting late, so the little brother is looking forward to Brother Xie's masterpiece! Don't send it away, I'll bring someone here... "

After finishing speaking, he got up and staggered away from Fenghualou.

After the people walked away, Xie Xian walked to the reception room deep inside the building.

At this moment, a group of people in the house were having dinner, seeing Xie Xian coming in, Zhou Tie first asked: "Old Xie, how is it?"

Xie Xian shrugged: "Same as before."

"I said...does it need to be so troublesome?! Just tie him up, why don't we let us squeeze him?" Zhou Tie complained

"No, what should we do if we startle the snake? Although Du Lingfeng is a private salt dealer, I think he's a good guy. We'll have a showdown with him tomorrow. Let's try to hurry up."

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The next day, night.

Du Lingfeng took the sedan chair and went to Fenghualou as usual.

As soon as he stepped through the gate, Xie Xian immediately grabbed his wrist.

Du Lingfeng was taken aback at first, but when he looked up to see Xie Xian's serious face, he asked in confusion, "Brother Xie, why are you arresting me?"

"Follow me!" Xie Xian didn't answer, he dragged Du Lingfeng to the second floor.

Du Lingfeng didn't suspect him, and was directly taken into a dark room.

There are no windows in the room, only a few oil lamps are lit.

After the two sat down, Du Lingfeng came to his senses and couldn't help laughing: "Brother Xie, what are you doing with me?"

In the dark room, the lights were flickering on Xie Xian's face, and he said in a deep voice, "Brother Du, disaster is imminent for you!"

"What?" Du Lingfeng's face wrinkled, and at the same time, a trace of vigilance rose in his heart: "Brother Xie, what do you mean by that?"

"Brother Du, if I'm not wrong, you should be selling private salt, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Du Lingfeng inserted his hand into his cuff instantly, and at the same time stared at Xie Xian coldly.

The experiences with Xie Xian these days kept churning in my mind.

After thinking about it over and over again, he found nothing wrong, and said calmly, "Brother Xie, selling private salt is a business of beheading! How can you talk nonsense? I am in the leather goods business, and it's not like you don't know it."

"Fur goods?" Xie Xian smiled, "If you are in the leather goods business, you shouldn't be in Jianjiang at this time, you should go north."

"There's no need to hide it. You did business with the Sun family before, right? The Patriarch of the Sun family told me about it."

"A lie! It's definitely a lie!" Du Lingfeng tightened the dagger in his hand: "Although I don't know why the Sun family slandered me so much, has Brother Xie ever thought about why he told you since he bought private salt?"

"Brother Du, do you know Fang Zhengyi?"

Du Lingfeng frowned and said, "Of course I know, Fangzheng came to Jianjiang to rescue the disaster, who didn't know? Brother Xie did something for Fangzheng back then?"

Xie Xian sighed, "Yes, I did do things for him."

"The Sun family colluded with Liu Xun, the prefect of Jianjiang, and Fang Zhengyi got the evidence, but he didn't report it. Instead, he took the Sun family as his own in private."

"When I returned to Jianjiang this time, the Sun family always misunderstood that I came back to work for Fang Zhengyi, so they truthfully told me about it."

"Brother Du, do you have anything else to say?"

Du Lingfeng's gaze began to waver: "Since brother Xie has confirmed that I am selling illegal salt, what else can I say?"

"If people from the Sun family recognized me long ago, why did Xie Xie come to me privately today?"

Hearing this, Xie Xian's expression suddenly became tangled, and seemed to be in pain: "Brother Du and I have known each other for a long time, and I only found out about this two days ago, but I want to see how Brother Du is. "

"Having known each other for such a long time, I think Brother Du's character is naturally excellent. And in the final analysis, this matter has nothing to do with me, so why should I lose this friend?"

Du Lingfeng looked pale, but he still didn't relax his vigilance: "Brother Xie, isn't he working for Fang Zhengyi? That Mr. Fang is well-known in Jianjiang City. He is upright and dedicated to the people. I heard that you followed him when the disaster was serious." He's together."

Xie Xian smiled disdainfully: "Huh? That's just Fang Zhengyi's faking. Otherwise, how could he annex the Sun family?"

"To tell you the truth, when I helped him do things, he promised me to give me an official position."

"Because of this illusory official status, this Fengyue Tower has long been surnamed Fang, not Xie!"

"Oh? What do you say?" Du Lingfeng became interested.

"At the beginning, I set up Fenghualou to make money, but as soon as Fangzheng found out about it, he used Fenghualou to attract wealthy businessmen in the city to provide disaster relief."

"After the disaster eased, Fenghualou's huge interests were targeted...Fang Zhengyi promised me to be an official in Beijing, and the condition is that Fenghualou will be transferred to his slave's name."

"But after I returned to the capital with him, he refused in every possible way and abandoned me. In a fit of anger, I left a letter and returned to Fenghualou."

"Nowadays, I'm only in charge of the management in name in the building, but in fact, I have nothing to do with any of the profits... I'm too naive to believe his nonsense!"

Next door, a group of people leaned against the wall to eavesdrop.

Zhao Lie muttered in his mouth: "Sir, you can do it now, dare to arrange the master like this..."

Qian Desheng's eyes lit up, and he turned around with a happy face and walked to the table, picked up a pen and paper and wrote down what Xie Xian said.

Zhao Lie leaned towards him curiously, seeing him saying bad things about Xie Xian, he immediately reached out to stop him, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Qian Desheng licked his lips embarrassingly: "Come out to do some work, I'll go back and report to the master!"

Didn't you always do this with His Majesty before?how?Can Fang Zhengyi be harder to serve than the emperor?

Hey, when we go back this time, we will have a dozen small reports, and our family will be a confidant!

Seeing the two arguing, Zhou Tie also came over, looked at the content on the paper and smiled contemptuously.

"Dead eunuch! It's really a dog who can't change eating shit!"

Qian Desheng sneered and glanced at him.

You stupid Zhou Tie, I can't kill you when I go back!See if the master believes in you or me!

"Tear this thing up! Don't remember this mess in the future. We are here to do things, not to fight among ourselves." Zhao Lie said with a serious expression.

Zhou Tie pulled him away, and said in a low voice: "What the hell is he doing? Go back and break this old guy's legs! No one in the county has dared to make a small report for many years. This old bastard is not afraid of death so let him write it! "

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