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Chapter 410 Are You That Zhang Yi Who Killed a Thousand Swords? (Please subscribe!)
"Oh, Fumo is still shy!"

"........."

Zhang Twelve was really speechless, why would this kind of thing always happen to him no matter whether he went to Mo's house or Yang's house?

Could it be that I have a boyfriend halo?
Or is it that Mo Li and Yang Fumo are so worried about getting married?
Hey, the sorrow from an older leftover girl...

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"Ma'am, he really came to look for Big Brother!"

He was right behind him, and when the aunt said that, he must have heard what it meant, right?
Embarrassed at the moment, Yang Fumo stomped her feet and said, such a hearty woman made such a gesture, which is very charming.

"Hey, good, good! Then treat him as looking for your elder brother!"

As she said that, the woman's eyes still glanced back and forth at Zhang Twelve for a few times, and she let out a few "tsk tsk". Hammer: A few thieves are ugly, call me a ghost!
Just be?

Then I still don't believe it!

Yang Fumo was in a hurry!

But what the woman thought was that she knew her own son's friend, and this person was obviously not her son's friend, and she said that this person came to find Yang Zexin—it would be strange if she believed it!
"Then what's his name?"

This woman decided to give Yang Fumo another chance to lie, so she could cooperate with her. After all, Yang Fumo took the initiative to bring a man back, it's rare!

"His name is Zhang Yi!"

"Hehe, it turned out to be Zhang Yi——Zhang Yi???"

The woman originally wanted to cooperate with Yang Fumo, but after hearing Zhang Twelve's name, she froze for a moment, then her eyes widened, and she became incredulous.

"You, you, you—are you really Zhang Yi?"

As he spoke, he pointed at Zhang Twelve, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.

"Yes, I am Zhang Yi!"

Zhang Twelve said with a smile, thinking that his name is still very famous, and everyone who heard it was moved to tears!
But the woman didn't mean to be moved to tears. After getting Zhang Twelve's affirmative answer, she pointed at Zhang Twelve and said angrily, "So you are the Zhang Yi who killed a thousand swords!"

"........."

Is this a misunderstanding?

Zhang Twelve thought so...

"Why did my family, Zexin, provoke you? You snatched away the little goblin from the Mu family, and even snatched "Wen Xianglai"—why didn't you snatch our Yang family away?" Woolen cloth?"

The woman's mouth seemed to be firing a machine gun, and she shot at Zhang Twelve. If it wasn't for Zhang Twelve's better resistance, she might have died on the spot...

After hearing the woman's words, he finally understood who it was——Yang Zexin's mother, seeing her was like meeting an enemy?
Understandable, understandable!

"The old lady—"

This is Zhang Twelve's usual way of opening, and it's the same this time. As soon as this name is called, Zhang Twelve wins!
"You may have misunderstood something. Mu Xiangrong is not a little goblin. As for whether some people are old goblins, I don't know!"

After saying this, Zhang Twelve took a special look at the woman, and without waiting for her to speak, he continued, "As for the marriage contract between me and Xiangrong, it was decided by my parents, so why bother to say it? Is it because some people wanted to snatch it but couldn’t, so that’s why they said that? And Wen Xianglai, that was sold to me by Yang Zexin! If you don’t believe me, you can pull him out to confront me. If you open your mouth, you can do whatever you want. As for the editor, if I say that King Xiang was assassinated by Yang Zexin, then the murderer is really him?"

"You—you are talking nonsense!"

That woman didn't expect Zhang Twelve to have such a strong fighting power, and she was defeated in just one round. What old lady?Old goblin?He obviously took good care of himself, and people would believe him when he said he was 30 years old. How could he say that about himself?

Meeting an opponent like Zhang Twelve, the woman was so excited that she didn't know what to say...

"How did you come?"

When the atmosphere was awkward and stalemate, Yang Zexin's voice appeared.

He experienced King Xiang being killed by someone beside him, and he hasn't had a good rest for the past two days. As soon as he closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to see King Xiang struggling towards him covered in blood. He opened his eyes in fright I couldn't sleep, and I didn't feel a little sleepy until dawn, so I got up late.

When I woke up today, I heard noisy noises outside, including his mother, and there seemed to be—the person he hates the most!

I hurried to the front yard to see that it was indeed him!

So he asked with a bad face.

"Mr. Yang hasn't seen you for a few days, and his complexion has improved a lot. I'm afraid there is something happy recently?"

"........."

Zhang Twelve's words frightened Yang Zexin directly. What would he think if those words were heard by interested people?
Being at the table with King Xiang, King Xiang was killed, and he was as happy as if he had encountered something happy—this stepping on a horse is courting death!

And even though Yang Zexin didn't look in the mirror, based on the quality of his sleep these two days - even if he wasn't haggard, it couldn't be because his complexion was rosy and his complexion was good, right?
"You don't want to talk nonsense! Yang has been mourning His Royal Highness Xiang at the mansion for the past few days. His heart is devout, and he often wakes up in his dreams. Where does he look good?"

Yang Zexin stared at him and said.

"Oh, so that's how it is! It's rumored outside that Young Master Yang arranged for the little second to enter the box. For King Xiang... Tsk tsk, it seems that the rumors on the street can't be trusted!"

You can make up nonsense, but Yang Zexin doesn't think it's nonsense, the more you listen to it, the more afraid you become.

It is not scary to know that something is true or not, what is feared is that it was originally false, and if there are too many people spreading it, it will become true!

Cold sweat dripped from Yang Zexin's head...

"Oh, look at how nervous Mr. Yang is! I'm just joking with Mr. Yang. As for being so nervous, it's as if you really did it..."

"........."

Yang Zexin really wants to go up and beat this person to death, you are so true in what you said, can I not be afraid?

People are scary, they will scare people to death!
"What's the matter with you here? If it's all right, then don't blame Yang for seeing off the guests!"

Yang Zexin's patience had reached its limit, and he didn't want to tell Zhang Twelve any more. He was afraid that if he said any more, he would be pissed off!
"Oh... I'm here to ask for the bill!"

Zhang Twelve cut to the point.

"A bill? What bill?"

Yang Zexin was stunned. Once this bastard was able to deceive people, the crown prince was deceived many times. Why, did he deceive himself today?
But he didn't eat his food and drink his spirits, so why let him cheat?

"This is it!"

As he said that, Zhang Twelve asked Lu San to take out the previous certificate, and Yang Zexin knew what was going on just by looking at it.

Staring at Lu Sandao with gloomy eyes: "Why, you jumped out so soon? Are you not afraid that I will tell you about you?"

Lu San stood at the back with his head bowed. He still didn't dare to speak in this situation.

"Is it because I asked Lu San to give you the craft of spirits?"

Zhang Twelve said.

"You asked him to give us the craft of spirits?"

Yang Zexin was stunned. After thinking about it carefully, he felt as if he had fallen into a hole that Zhang Twelve had dug in advance...

He asked Lu San to deliberately "steal" the craft of spirits to them, and then they went all out, spent so much energy, invested so much money, and when they were about to do a big job——he ended up using a storytelling trick method, beat them to pieces...

He originally wanted to take advantage of the autumn wind from the Shangyuan Poetry Conference to revive the restaurant, but the assassination of King Xiang happened...

So after hearing Zhang Twelve's words, Yang Zexin finally realized - this damn Zhang Twelve!
"It turns out that you arranged all of this!"

Yang Zexin gritted his teeth and said.

"Hehe, Mr. Yang, don't thank me, we got to know each other anyway, and we should help each other!"

"........."

Zhang Twelve waved his hands and said, that look is extremely generous!
But why did Yang Zexin always have the urge to hit him when he saw it?

"Young Master Yang, we are still in a hurry, you should settle this month's money with us first!"

Zhang Twelve said.

5000 taels... 5000 taels!
To be honest, if Yang Zexin took out 5000 taels now, it wouldn’t be impossible for him to take out—but 5000 taels this month, 5000 taels next month, and the next month, next month, and 5000 taels ah!
Take it like this, when will it be a head!

Especially recently, the restaurant business is struggling to make ends meet. In order to take advantage of the opportunity of the Shangyuan Poetry Association to revive the momentum, he has used his small coffers to redecorate the restaurant, so even if he doesn't have much money in his hand, this month Yes, what about next month?

So, Yang Zexin was worried...

But if not, wouldn't "Wen Xianglai" be given to him in vain?

I am not convinced!
"Mr. Yang, what's the matter, you can't even get out a mere 5000 taels?"

Zhang Twelve pressed on step by step.

"What are you! Why do you say you want 5000 taels, and we Zexin will give you 5000 taels? Are you dreaming? Come, someone, drive this mad dog out!"

The woman found out, this man is really annoying, he dared to cheat her son in front of her, how could he bear it?

As soon as she finished speaking, several tall and strong guards rushed out of the courtyard. I didn't expect that there would be people who would dare to go to the prime minister's mansion to act wildly. They really learned a lot, and they were about to attack Zhang Twelve.

"stop!"

Just at this critical moment, a deep voice shouted violently.

Those nurses who were about to step forward immediately stopped when they heard the voice, looked up towards the door, and shouted respectfully: "Master!"

Yang Fumo, who was standing next to him, who was extremely embarrassed and nervous just now, saw Yang Feng appearing, was overjoyed, and called "Grandpa". Same.

"what happened?"

Yang Feng glanced at several people with unusually cold eyes.

"Father, look at this bastard who doesn't know whose family it is, he actually came to our house to extort money. I'm about to have someone kick him out!"

This woman seemed to be domineering and domineering in her usual personality, and she was so unrestrained in front of Yang Feng. Zhang Twelve finally understood why Yang Feng was such a steady old minister, and why his grandson was a damn thing!

Damn—the genes are not good!
A few seconds of silence for Yang Zexin not having a good mother...

"Nonsense! You go back to me! And you, go away!"

After hearing the woman's words, Yang Feng was furious immediately, pointing at the woman and several nurses and angrily scolded.

Naturally, the nursing home did not dare to disobey Yang Feng's intentions, and directly withdrew in despair, but the woman was not too convinced: "But father—"

"Get back!"

Yang Feng was really angry now, did the head of his family not even listen to what he said?

Hearing Yang Feng's icy roar, the woman didn't dare to refute anymore, she gave Zhang Twelve a cold look, and left with a "hum".

Yang Feng had to do this.

This person in front of him is the eldest grandson of Duke Wei, a famous person beside Emperor Tang, even a woman from the Yang family dared to treat him so unreasonably.
After the woman left, Yang Feng calmed down and asked again: "What's going on?"

He didn't say this to a single person, Zhang Twelve said first when he saw this, "Your official, Zhang Yi, has met Prime Minister Yang! Today's visit to your mansion is because of some private matters between my official and Mr. Yang..."

"what's up?"

So Zhang Twelve told about Yang Zexin's debt to Lu San.

"Where is the IOU?"

Zhang Twelve was not afraid of Yang Feng's repentance, such a big official would not even have this bit of integrity.

So handed over the IOU.

After receiving the IOU, Yang Feng frowned and only glanced at it for a few moments, wishing to slap Yang Zexin hard!

This riding horse is obviously a trap!
A restaurant that has just opened for two days dares to promise a person 5000 taels of silver every month in the future?How many pits does this brain have?

But this is not the time to scold Yang Zexin, he looked at Zhang Twelve and said in a deep voice, "I don't know what Zhang Xianbo wants to do?"

"Well...it's natural to ask for money...it's only natural to pay back the debt!"

Zhang Twelve said so.

"Then—what if we can't afford the money?"

The original Yang family did receive a lot of money every month because of "Wen Xiang Lai", but now that the restaurant is gone, it only depends on Yang Feng's salary, 5000 taels of silver a month - even if he is killed. I can't take it out!
"If that's the case... then we can only press Wen Xianglai to us according to what is written in the note..."

Zhang Twelve frowned, and said "embarrassed".

"........."

You pretend!You keep pretending!
Yang Feng looked at Zhang Twelve and thought with a sneer. He knew that Zhang Twelve's ultimate goal was to own this restaurant just by looking at the evidence.

"Impossible! You are so beautiful!"

Before Yang Feng expressed his opinion, Yang Zexin beside him couldn't help shouting.

The current "Wen Xianglai" is much bigger than the "Twelve Restaurants", and the location is good. It cost a lot of money just to take this place, and he also put a lot of money into it. No matter what you do, you can earn a lot of money!

Let him give it away?

There are no doors!

Especially for Zhang Twelve!
The "Wen Xianglai" that he has been running for many years was deceived by this person he hates so much, and now he wants to lie to his newly opened "Wen Xianglai"?
His abacus is too good, right?
(End of this chapter)