Fairy, I really am a villain!

He worked on this all night.

After finishing the translation, I checked it against the geomancy maps from different periods and finally figured out some clues.

No matter what the intention of the mastermind behind this was, since his brother had been hurt and he was coming again, there was no reason to let him go.

The two of them went downstairs side by side. The shop owner looked like he had survived a disaster. He bowed to Ye Baiyu repeatedly and not only waived their room fee, but also served them the best food.

But all of these were rejected by Yun Yichuan.

"Father-in-law, they may be coming for us. You are just an extra and are implicated." He laughed a few times and took the money from the old man.

"That group of lunatics just cut people down when they saw them. How can that be justified..."

"Hey, old man, just keep it. For safety reasons, the store will not be open for the next few days." Yun Yichuan only ate some beef, drank a big bowl of porridge, wiped his mouth and smiled.

He could see that the city had increased its patrols, and Xinggong was already doing his best...but the power of the people who came was too great, and it was just a drop in the bucket.

On the one hand, he was glad that he came and did not miss such a grand event; on the other hand, he also admired Fang Xingyun's courage.

Over the years, as conflicts and contradictions among various forces have intensified, the voice of the royal family has become smaller and smaller.

He obviously occupies the divine capital with the most prosperous dragon energy, and holds more than two divine weapons... This attitude is definitely unusual;

Because of this incident, the hair of the old patriarch of the Yun family has turned snow-white, and he looks depressed all day long. He wants to contact people everywhere, but the situation is too serious to be reversed, and he has no results.

But Fang Xingyun, who had just gained some enlightenment, dared to make such a tentative move.

Yun Yichuan couldn't help but think of his clan sister's evaluation of him, and he felt mixed emotions: "When I die one day, let that kid inherit my mantle. No one would be more suitable than him."

If he said that all of these, including the two sword strikes by Yuwen Chou, were made by him, Yun Yichuan would not be too surprised.

He seemed to understand Fang Xingyun very well; if they had met in a better way, the two might have become friends.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t just Fang Xingyun who had a great deal of dislike for him;

"Yichuan, why did you stop after just two bowls?" Ye Baiyu's voice called him back to reality, and he extended a hand: "Give it here, I'll serve you another bowl."

"Oh, thanks."

...

...

"If I'm not mistaken, this is deer tendon... Is today's meal so good?"

"Hehe, Master Fang, you probably don't know this. There are a lot of these rare things in the market recently, and they are sold at very high prices. Even we can only buy them to taste, one bite per person, no more."

In the large courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, there was a large round table in the middle. The girls sat around it in a circle. The young cook in charge of the meals was holding a shovel in her hand and introducing the dishes with a smile on her face.

Xingping City has been restless these past few days, and the work of the people in the Xing Palace has become polarized: for the sake of safety, the military positions such as guards and constables are so busy that they are about to lose their hair;

All clerical positions such as accountants and shopkeepers were withdrawn, and most of the businesses under them were closed down, with only a small number of staff maintaining minimal operations.

Therefore, the number of people in the City Lord's Mansion increased suddenly, and everyone had been eating together recently, and they seemed to be having a great time.

Last night, Fang Xiwen was busy all night and didn't sleep a wink.

He originally wanted to have the food delivered to the room, but was forcibly dragged out by Lin Huazhi.

"Didn't you tell me to delegate power, huh?" Manager Lin sat next to him with a bowl in his hand and nudged him with his elbow.

"Yes, yes, Master Fang is exhausted, but it is our sister Huazhi who feels sorry for him..."

"What nonsense! Can't such delicious food shut you up?" Lin Huazhi grabbed the chopsticks angrily and pretended to throw them, but the little girls were not afraid at all and started to laugh and make a scene again.

"The situation is different." Fang Xiwen hid the worry in his eyes and smiled.

Although Jiang Xingchu instigated the attempt on Xingping City, it is not an exaggeration to say that he was the one who instigated it.

Along the way, he had too many doubts in his mind: Why was the Tianmie Sect allowed to harm the people? Why was Fang Tianyu locked up in the capital? Why did the Wang family, who had resisted the demons for so many years, want to unite with them to rebel...

Faintly, he felt a great force; that force seemed to be about to turn this beautiful land into a devastated wasteland in the spiritual realm.

But in the final analysis, these are just his guesses - but the Gao family's reactions are constantly proving his guesses.

If this test could expose the contradiction in advance and deal with it earlier, things might not become so bad; everything has to be tried and has a price, Fang Xiwen does not regret it.

He also knew that he was just a mortal, and no matter how well he did, there would be omissions and a certain amount of damage was inevitable... But no matter what, he ended up dragging the people around him into it.

"What's the difference? Please explain it clearly."

"Okay, okay, let's eat," Fang Xiwen picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it into her mouth, smiling, "Such delicious food can't keep you hungry?"

"Mmm..." Lin Huazhi was caught off guard and subconsciously held the chopsticks in her mouth. Her pretty face quickly heated up under the gazes of those around her.

Well, how embarrassing; it’s okay, he hasn’t used these chopsticks yet…

While comforting herself in this way, Lin Huazhi looked at him with some anticipation and nervousness, without giving any reminders.

"I'm investigating two things." After thinking about it, Fang Xiwen told him what he was busy with.

He took out his chopsticks, picked up some food as if nothing had happened, and put it into his mouth. He continued, "One thing is about those foreigners, that is, visitors from the grassland. I have drawn up a rule. If we see them on the street in the future, we will arrest them directly. I have already fabricated the charges."

"A-Anything else?"

"The other thing is the rare goods circulating in the market that Xiaoxuan just mentioned. I pondered it for a long time and found that it is actually very simple. The essence is just the relationship between supply and demand."

"Yes, why didn't I think of that," Lin Huazhi slapped her cheek, straightened her face, and said, "It's because a noble person came to our little Xingping, and those merchants rushed over like wolves smelling blood, so there are so many goods flowing out."

"Yes, the masters' extravagance is far beyond our imagination. You know, I checked and found that the price of one ounce of dragon belly incense is 10 million strings of cash, which is equivalent to the harvest of all our industries combined for nearly ten years..."

"Damn, it's so luxurious; people in some places can't even afford to eat."

"As the saying goes, the way of man is to take from the deficiencies and make up for the surpluses... We have to keep the city gates open for a little longer these days. There are many refugees coming with these caravans. It just so happens that we are not open for business, so we can temporarily accept them.

As for how to arrange it, I will draw up a plan..."

Obviously, Fang Xiwen, as the person in charge, made the decision to pay compensation, but none of the executors at the dinner table objected.

After hearing what he said, the little witches just smiled and stretched out their hands, saying that since they were going to do the work, they should be rewarded.

"What kind of reward do you want? How about a raise?"

"Puh, you're just a money-grubbing bastard. I want Master Fang to give you a kiss."

"Don't even think about it!"

Before he could say anything, Lin Huazhi jumped up first, and soon the compound was in chaos again.

Chapter 206: Can't bear to see the people suffer

"I will reward my subordinates for their merits and punish them for their mistakes. Sir Liu knows this better than anyone else. Why are you still kneeling on the ground?" A gentle and noble voice sounded, "Stand up quickly."

The man's accent clearly indicated that he was a native of Laoshendu.

In order to show off their knowledge, many idle people have summed up more than a dozen tricks of this way of vocalization. However, the imitators are ultimately too mechanical and can never compare with this person's natural talent.

This is a small courtyard room that looks ordinary on the outside, but the interior is decorated in the utmost luxury. Night-shining pearls are embedded everywhere without any cost, and the screens are all ancient works of famous artists. The teacup in the man's hand alone is enough to buy three houses if placed outside.

There was a musky scent in the air, which went straight into Liu Manhong's nose. The smell of money was intoxicating.

He knelt on the ground, bowed his head, and made no response to these words;

If you really believe this, then you are ignorant.

Seeing that Liu Manhong was still kneeling, the man really didn't persuade him any more. He just turned his head to look out the window and said with a smile: "This trip to Longchuan was worth it. I saw a lot of interesting things."

"It's all a disguise created by the demons. Just a small favor."

"A small favor?" The man slapped the armrest of his chair as if he had heard a huge joke. "Lower the city entry tax and market tax to attract foreign merchants from the surrounding areas; add two patrols in the morning and evening, with full personnel, and have strong field officers patrol from time to time; control the most industries, but do things to suppress bidding; no curfew, but the public security is good every day...

In your mouth, Liu Manhong, this is called Xiaohui?

Why don’t you cure one for me!!”

"I, your humble servant, spoke recklessly..." Liu Manhong lowered his head even lower, and lay on the ground like a quail waiting to be slaughtered;

But at this moment, his heart was extremely calm, contrary to his appearance.

The more he showed his admiration for Xingping, the more it showed how strong his will was to get rid of Xinggong... scolding him was just a side effect.

As soon as that person changed the subject, the dull atmosphere became relaxed, with some smiles: "Oh, I didn't expect that the first unexpected gain after coming here would be Fang Xingyun, a useful talent.

Although he acts in secret, his shadow can be seen everywhere..."

"This idiot has a brain full of sperm, but he has some talent for business."

"Oh, what do you think?"

"I think there are better candidates."

That being said, Liu Manhong would never presumptuously mention people's names unless he was asked to do so; the more he praised Fang Xingyun, the more he would scold him.

This is a summary of many years of experience as an official.

"Well, I have met four sons of noble families along the way," the man said leisurely, "Yun Yichuan, who travels all over the world; Fang Xingyun, who manages a place; Wang Wenxuan, who controls the army; and Yuwen Chou, who seems crazy.

Just like a dragon giving birth to nine sons, each one is different. This is truly a blessing for our Great Jin…"

"They are all a bunch of fucking rubbish!"

"Master Liu, what you said is wrong. Everything has its use, and it is made according to the times and the situation. Even useless things have their uses... Do you understand?"

Before Liu Manhong could object or express his confusion, there were several knocks on the door.

"Enter."

With a creaking sound, a burly man in a black robe pushed his way through the door.

He has an exotic look, with rugged features, thick eyebrows, and rough skin with many traces of weathering;

He spoke fluent grassland dialect and started to curse: "Damn it, Agula died because of your job!"

Seeing this, someone translated these contents into fluent Dajin Mandarin.

"Dead? According to you, his soul just went to heaven. Why be sad?" The man smiled lightly.

After the translation, the burly man immediately flew into a rage, slammed the table hard, and pointed his finger:

"You fucking Central Plains dogs, you didn't get any of the benefits you said, and I lost two of my brothers! If you don't give me an explanation, I will chop you into pieces at the risk of my life!!"

This grassland man has only eight or nine orifices of cultivation, and he is full of foul language, pointing at someone's nose and cursing;

The man was not annoyed at all. He just asked the translator to negotiate with him and inquire about his needs.

"Blood debt must be paid with blood. Hand over the murderer who killed Agula!"