Handbook for Avoiding the Court

For some reason, the dead man asked Fang Ji to carry a box alone, and the handymen around him looked at him with sympathy. Although they didn't know what was in the huge red lacquered wooden box, they were all alike. It was very difficult to lift, one can imagine how uncomfortable Fang Ji was.

Martial arts practitioners don't have much pressure on this weight, but Fang Ji was seriously injured, let alone asking him to carry a big box, even if he carried half a person, it would be enough. The heavy box pressed to the wound, and Fang Ji obviously felt pain in his shoulders. The gurgling blood made her pace involuntarily slow down.

The dead man behind him was very vicious, seeing Fang Ji slowing down, he swung his whip with full force without hesitation.

Fang Ji subconsciously raised his eyes and stared at him coldly. The dead man rolled up his sleeves, as if he would not give up until he killed someone. All previous efforts were wasted.

The dead man wanted to catch up again, but another dead man gestured vigorously at him before giving up.

The other handymen all lowered their heads, and they didn't even dare to take a second look. They were just forced by life to come here to make some money. The so-called wealth and wealth are in danger. They knew that this job was a bit weird, but they didn't dare to pay more. think.

Qingliang Temple is only two miles away from Linshui Ferry, just down the mountain. Fang Ji finally understands why his mother chooses this place not to go down the mountain all the year round. This is really a good place.

On the big boat at the ferry, Fang Rumeng stood in the cabin and looked outside at Fang Ji, who was hunched over and carrying a red lacquered wooden box. He didn't know what it was like, and his eyes were red.

"Miss, the young master is injured, let him come back." Seeing Fang Ji's struggling appearance with her own eyes, Liu Shi really couldn't bear to look at it again, turned her eyes away, raised her sleeve and wiped away her tears.

"How can he understand the hardships of the world without going through a heart-piercing pain, which is what he deserves."

The more than 100 handymen only took two or three round trips to remove the vermilion lacquered wooden boxes in the cave.

In the middle of the night, when all the wooden boxes were loaded, Fang Ji had collapsed to the ground. Seeing this, a handyman took him aside to rest, and everyone happily went to collect their wages.

The ferry was very windy, Fang Ji's back was already wet and very cold, but fortunately it was night, and he was wrapped in a gray short jacket outside his clothes, no one noticed his blood soaked back, it was black and covered with sweat.

Fang Ji leaned against a wooden stake at the ferry, and when he recovered from his breath, he staggered to his feet and followed the handymen onto the big boat.

Since unloading may not require so many people, only half of the handymen were left to follow the dead on board.

Fang Ji clutched his chest and squatted on the deck with his eyes closed.

"Little brother, your wages." The handyman who was supporting him to rest just now walked towards him with a piece of broken silver in his hand.

Fang Ji opened his eyes and smiled, "No need, you can keep it, brother."

"This...then I will not be disrespectful, thank you son!" The handyman smiled and kept nodding and bowing at Fang Ji, which made Fang Ji very sad. In ancient times, Tao Gong would not bend his waist for five buckets of rice, but how few people have such integrity .

With a bitter face, Fang Ji shook his head helplessly, closed his eyelids and said nothing, letting the cold wind cut his face.

"what……"

"Help……"

……

Suddenly, there were bursts of tragic shouts from the shore, piercing the deathly silent night sky.

There was a strong smell of blood in the biting cold wind.

Fang Ji opened his eyes suddenly, and several dead men were fighting on the shore, howling everywhere, blood flowing all over the ground, dozens of fresh human lives turned into dust in an instant under the cold knife.

Fang Ji was furious, cold sweat broke out in his hands, he forced himself not to look any more, his heart was turbulent, as if a beast had burst out of his chest, but he suppressed them all hard.

He is not afraid of death, but there is nothing he can do right now. All people and things in this world have their own destinations. Maybe strangers are not that important in his heart, but they are still dozens of innocent lives!

Fang Ji felt unprecedented uneasiness, uneasiness in conscience!Although the murderer was not himself, he was the murderer's son...

Fang Ji couldn't bear the grief in his heart, and punched the deck.

The handymen on the boat witnessed the tragedy on the shore, and there was a sudden chaos. Some people even climbed onto the fence and wanted to jump into the water to escape.

The only sad thing is that no one dared to resist, they were all just thinking about how to escape and save themselves.

Their prediction was correct, since the handyman on the shore had been wiped out, how could the handyman on the ship be left behind?

If you have money, are you afraid that you won't be able to hire handymen to do the work? These lowly and poor people are nothing more than ants in the eyes of high-ranking officials and dignitaries.

Several dead soldiers held long swords in their hands and slashed when they caught them. The gleaming white blades were red with blood.

Many handymen jumped out of the boat one after another, regardless of whether they knew how to swim, thinking that there would be a chance of survival, but it was just a delusion. As soon as they jumped down, two killers appeared from the bottom of the water. After a while, the entire water surface was calm. No one shouted anymore.

All dead...

Fang Ji just watched them die by the sword one by one, he wanted to struggle to save them, but it was all in vain, he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Not only was there an injury, but the deadly internal force ran wildly in his body again. Fang Ji trembled all over, and his fingertips gripped his sleeves more and more tightly, until they were deeply dunked into the flesh, and the heart in his chest couldn't stop sinking. , The next moment, he lost consciousness and collapsed on the deck.

The green hills are faint in the distance, the pale cold moon is hidden in the black clouds, the lanterns hanging on the deck are swaying in the cold wind, the mist lingers on the water, and the flag on the top of the mast is fluttering.

Two dead men carried Fang Ji to the bamboo couch in the cabin, and saluted Fang Rumeng in the cabin. Under Fang Rumeng's signal, the dead men replaced Fang Ji's bloody clothes and cleaned them carefully. Afterwards, just retreated silently.

Fang Rumeng took Fang Ji's pulse, and there was a coldness between her brows, and the chill spread over her face inch by inch.

"Miss, young master..." Mrs. Liu bowed, looking at Fang Rumeng's face, feeling extremely worried.

Fang Rumeng froze for a moment, sighed, and said: "Life is safe, but his internal energy is too fierce and difficult to control, and I'm afraid it will be with him for the rest of his life."

Liu was shocked, her cloudy eyes shrank fiercely, "What should I do? The young master has not yet reached the age of weak crown, and the rest of his life will be long in the future, how can he be tortured like this..." After speaking, I couldn't help it His eyes were hot, and a string of tears fell.

"That day in Lieyan Mountain, who was going to frame me? I never wanted to hurt Ji'er." Fang Rumeng tucked the brocade into place and stared at Fang Ji, only when Fang Ji couldn't see , those eyes rarely show tenderness and love.

"Miss, but after all, you hurt him, and the injury is not serious. Besides, what happened tonight may never be solved. Miss, why are you bothering?" Liu coughed tremblingly, Heart-piercing.

Fang Rumeng hurried over to support her, took out a small porcelain bottle from her bosom with one hand, poured out a pill and put it in Liu's mouth, and after a while, Liu finally calmed down.

"Miss, don't force the young master anymore, the nanny looks distressed, look at this pitiful bruise..." Liu couldn't help but shed tears again.

For so many years, no one understands what happened to the mother and son better than Liu Shi. Once upon a time, Liu Shi also felt that what Fang Rumeng did was really incomprehensible to her, but there are no wrong parents in the world. For those who love their children, Liu always uses this reason to convince herself that her lady is also for the good of the young master, but the young master is too young and ignorant to accept it.

After thinking this way for a long time, he also accepted Fang Rumeng's crazy behavior.

"How can those who achieve great things have the benevolence of a woman!" Fang Rumeng stared at Fang Ji's pale face for a long time, and said, "Heaven has given you a great mission, and you must first work hard on your heart and muscles. The nanny should have heard of it."

"But the young master is still young, he... shouldn't act too hastily."

"His weak temper, I have worked hard for so many years, but I haven't made much progress, how can I not be anxious!"

"I really don't understand the effect of Miss's actions. What if the young master wakes up and tries his best at you? What if he doesn't cooperate with Miss? Isn't Miss afraid that he will expose this matter?" President Liu Feeling that this kind of life is like repeated thin ice, Fang Rumeng is flying moths into the flames, so she boldly reminded her again and again that although she knew that Fang Rumeng was used to going her own way, she might not take her words seriously, but she still Talk tirelessly, persuade.

Fang Rumeng sat upright on the cushion, closed her eyes tightly, and said calmly after a while, "If you don't kill a few more people, how can you be so vicious? Since he can't bear it, I'll let him see what bloody cruelty is! Someday I will go to the battlefield timidly and embarrassingly. As for whether he accepts it or not, some things will subtly affect it. After watching too much, I will naturally get used to it. I don’t care how he treats me, I only care about how he changes his personality.”

"But..." Mrs. Liu was choked by these words, but she couldn't refute, so she could only hold her chest and hate herself for being clumsy and tongue-tied, for not being able to speak well of her young lady.

Fang Rumeng patted Liu's back, comforted her and said: "Ji'er, how dare he expose this matter, this is a serious crime against the nine clans, no matter how much he hates me, he will bear it, if he If you don't cooperate with me, I don't worry about it, as long as Master Cheng Ye is in hand, I don't have to worry about him not compromising."

"But in this way, the rift between you mother and child will become even deeper...Miss, do you really not care?" Mrs. Liu shook her head distressedly.

"When the great cause is successful, he will definitely understand my painstaking efforts. I have no intention of killing what happened tonight, but there is no way. The arrow has to be fired. Only the dead can keep secrets. There is no room for any mistakes in this matter. Otherwise, there will be no burial place, and the whole family will be implicated."

"Why doesn't Miss let Yu An lead the dead men to carry and escort these things? There is absolutely no need for Miss to take such a risk." Liu asked very puzzled.

"You can't trust Yu An completely. You can see that he doesn't have the quality of a killer in his bones. He worked for me because I can continue the life of the important person in his heart. If he knows that I want to rebel, I'm afraid he won't do it." He hesitated to betray me to the imperial court, if he has the heart of a tiger and a wolf, he will feed a tiger if he doesn't pay attention." Fang Rumeng slightly raised his eyes, his eyes were like torches.

Outside the window, under the thick black clouds, there was a sudden burst of thunder, and the planks of the ship hit by the heavy rain thumped.

"How did Miss know that he would be like this? Maybe he also wants to do something big. The Dazhao Kingdom is so desolate. It's not like he can't see the clues. A person who knows the current affairs is a hero. Don't use suspicious people. Miss should trust him." Liu Shi shivered and sneezed several times.

"I have already sent him to Yandu City to search for Zhou Zhi. If the dead are sent to deliver the gunpowder for me tonight, Yu An will know about it soon. Even if he doesn't report me, there is no guarantee that he won't take it. Threats against me, although I paid for the establishment of the dead soldiers, but there are not many loyal to me, even the dozen or so dead soldiers tonight cannot be kept."

"Miss... this..." Mrs. Liu really can't bear such cruelty and tyranny. The dead are people who can't write or speak, and they communicate with gestures on weekdays. It's really pitiful. , My young lady is probably crazy.

"I'll go to Yandu City in a few days, and it's time to meet that beast. Since Ji'er can't make up his mind, that person must be able to retreat and leave Ji'er."

"Miss is going to have a showdown with Mr. Mo?" Mrs. Liu disagreed, "What if he doesn't want to?"

"No, he doesn't dare." Fang Rumeng was determined.

Fang Rumeng originally wanted to detain Master Cheng Ye so that Mo Jin would have no chance of surviving, but with Fang Ji's temperament, if he cut off Mo Jin's life, Fang Ji would never let it go, it would be better to let him This heart is completely dead.

"Miss is really determined to break them up?"

"Naturally, how could I let that evil animal destroy the blood of our Meng family! Ji'er should be descended from the descendants." Fang Rumeng pursed her lips, wrung her sleeves with one hand, her face was haggard and pale , but his tone was extremely firm and resolute.

At this time, Fang Ji was still asleep.

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