Girl, let me check it out.

Fang Weihan picked up the brush at this moment.

Feihong and Bilong stepped back consciously and didn't peek.

Fang Weihan didn't know what to write for a moment.

He thought about everything he had been through along the way and how he had finally reached this point today.

He recalled his miserable situation on the original line of fate.

He recalled the flames of war and the barren land during the Taikang period.

A poem instantly took shape in his mind.

The tip of the pen passed across the paper, and the small regular script in a flamboyant style appeared on the paper, like the sound of military strings and iron horses.

After a moment, he put down the paper.

"Your Highness..."

Just when Bilong was about to ask Fang Weihan what he had written, the bead curtain was suddenly and roughly opened.

Mr. Zhao rushed in hurriedly, facing the surprised and doubtful gazes of the crowd, and flashed to the side of Fang Weihan.

He whispered something to Fang Weihan.

"excuse me."

Fang Weihan's face changed suddenly. He stood up suddenly and walked out of the door quickly.

Wang Zhiyou and Shen Yuanxing looked at each other, feeling something was wrong, and followed him.

The courtesans were left looking at each other in bewilderment in the private room, not knowing what had happened.

Chapter 172 Big Fish and Big Fool

"laugh!"

A feather arrow shot out rapidly from the vibrating bowstring, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

In the distance, a sika deer let out a wail, blood splattered from its neck, and it fell to the ground.

Wang Zhongguang put away the longbow in his hand and dismounted.

He walked slowly towards the corpse of his prey, his face as gloomy as water.

Wang Zhongguang stood beside the still warm body of the sika deer and looked down at the blood flowing from its neck, which had dyed the soil beneath it scarlet.

"Squeak!"

He raised his foot and stepped hard on the deer's neck.

The hard bones made a breaking sound and a stream of blood suddenly spurted out from the wound, staining Wang Zhongguang's pants, lapels and face.

He seemed to be unaware of it.

Wang Zhongguang licked a trace of deer blood at the corner of his mouth and revealed a cold smile.

Deer blood is sweet and much better than human blood.

But he still prefers drinking human blood.

Watching your own kind struggle and wail step by step in your hands until they are no longer human is undoubtedly a spiritually pleasing thing.

He slowly squatted down, lowered his head, and sipped the fresh deer blood.

It was not until this moment that the anger that had been accumulating in his heart for many days began to subside a little.

What a wonderful taste, it would be even better if it was human blood...

I wonder what Fang Weihan’s blood tastes like?

Wang Zhongguang is looking forward to it.

Not far away, a man on horseback came hurriedly.

"Second Young Master!"

He dismounted from his horse, trotted to Wang Zhongguang, and knelt on one knee with respect and fear.

"It's almost time to meet the young master."

Wang Zhongguang didn't say anything.

This area was extremely quiet, with almost no sound at all.

But the man kneeling on one knee seemed to hear the sound of deer blood flowing.

He was a little creepy.

"Second Young Master."

He swallowed and lowered his head even lower.

Wang Zhongguang raised his head and wiped his mouth with his hand.

"I see."

He said calmly.

"Gather everyone and prepare to set off."

"Yes!"

The man felt as if he had been pardoned. He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ran away, crawling away.

If possible, he didn't want to stay with his moody second son for even a moment longer.

Wang Zhongguang watched his departing back quietly, expressionless.

He knew that this person was very afraid of him.

In other words, Wang Zhongguang knew that most people in Changming City were afraid of him.

Apart from them, everyone else hates themselves.

But there are also people who like me, such as my elder brother Wang Boguang.

Wang Zhongguang smiled coldly.

From the moment Wang Boguang proposed the so-called brilliant plan that day, Wang Zhongguang had already realized what he was planning.

He is a descendant of the Shangyuan Wang family and the second son of Zhongshu Ling Wang Tun. How could he not see that this was almost a blatant strategy!

Wang Boguang is putting himself in danger and treating himself as a discarded pawn.

If you advance, you can use your own ability to force the emperor to abdicate; if you retreat, you can use your own fate to save your own self.

If it succeeds, all the credit will be his; if it fails, only he will bear the responsibility.

Ha, perfect plan, isn't it?

Wang Boguang proposed this plan without even asking for my opinion. He was so confident that I would agree to it.

In a sense, he seems to be right.

After all, even his own father didn't refuse, right?

Wang Zhongguang suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard that tears were almost coming out.

Wang Tun, ah Wang Tun, you clearly know everything, and you just stand there and watch.

Watching his eldest son push his second son into a dead end!

You just stand there and watch!

He fell to the ground, retching violently.

The deer blood he had just drunk overflowed from the corners of his mouth and dripped onto the scarlet soil.

You really have good intentions for the future of your heir!

"You want me to die...you all want me to die...but I want to live well, I want to live better than anyone else!"

Wang Zhongguang smiled grimly.

"I don't just want myself to live, I also want Wang Boguang to die!"

"Wang Tun, I want you to watch carefully how the successor that you personally trained was destroyed step by step by me!"

Wang Zhongguang agreed to Wang Boguang's plan on the surface, but in fact he had his own plans.

He knew that he was the executor of this matter, but Wang Boguang was the planner.

As long as he carried out his will without any misunderstanding, Wang Boguang would have no choice but to come out and share the responsibility with him.

Even if he chose himself as a scapegoat, he would still lose half his life.

So what I can do is to try to magnify this small matter and execute it more radically.

This doesn't go against your opinion, Wang Boguang, right?

You just asked me to provoke Fang Weihan, but you didn't say to what extent, right?

Even if I kill Fang Weihan, isn't that your intention?

Wang Zhongguang stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Of course he wouldn't chop Fang Weihan.

After his investigation on Fang Weihan these days, Wang Zhongguang came up with a better plan.

……

Changming City, outer city area.

Ji Gang was doing his routine street patrol as usual.

The so-called routine inspection is to walk around the streets to see if the neighbors have any feedback.

Since taking over this neighborhood, Ji Gang has been working day and night, devoting himself to the management of the neighborhood and striving to do everything himself.

This also gradually improved the nearby people's opinion of Ji Gang.

Originally, everyone thought he was a deserter from Changyuan and looked down on him; but later, when they learned that Ji Gang had secretly returned because his mother was seriously ill, they began to feel some sympathy for his miserable situation.

Now, seeing Ji Gang following His Royal Highness Prince Guangling to defeat the Song Clan and earnestly seeking benefits for the neighbors, they began to respect him from the bottom of their hearts.

It can be said that Ji Gang’s current status and achievements are undoubtedly the result of his own efforts.

While Ji Gang was chatting with the neighbors, he touched the pendant around his neck.

The pendant is a copper coin.

This copper coin is different from ordinary copper coins. There is a corner missing on the round coin, but this missing corner reveals a luster that is completely different from other parts.

There is no doubt that this is a counterfeit coin. A counterfeit coin that is worthless.

However, it was the only thing left to Ji Gang by his father who abandoned his wife and children.

Ji Gang remembered that night, he placed the copper coin on the dilapidated wooden stake and left without looking back.

He is a Changyuan Iron Guard, just like himself.

But I am different from him.

He considered the job of Changyuan Iron Guard more important than his family and life. For a so-called conscription order, he was even willing to abandon his wife and children.

I couldn't do such a thing, so I became a deserter.

Ji Gang vowed to become a person worthy of his family, friends, and benefactors, to prove that he and his father were completely different.

That's why he takes his current job so seriously.

"Thank you very much, Ji Gang."

The old man with white hair said tremblingly.

"If it weren't for you, I don't know what a mess this place would be in."

Ji Gang supported his arm and said with a simple smile:

"Don't thank me, it's mainly due to your highness."

"You and Your Highness are both our benefactors."

The old man coughed, took a deep breath and said.