Chapter 2561 Why Did You Help Me?

"She started to be very wary and didn't say anything more detailed until yesterday."

There is no need for Xing to understand the details of the East and West. All he needs to know is the weapons of the coalition forces.

"There is no harmony between the coalition forces. In addition, the cost of Roumi's garrison in Halle is too great, and Halle cannot afford it, so war is inevitable, otherwise both countries will collapse."

Wang Yan said: "No matter what, Black Thorn hopes to participate in this war."

Fang Xing looked at him sideways and said, "You can't be used to charge into the formation. No one can violate this."

Wang Yan recalled the scene of being chased all the way out of Samarkand, and he couldn't help but have a ruthless look on his face, and said: "I know this, but the black thorn is also good for scouts."

The fight of the small group of scouts was a killing to Black Thorn, and it was not difficult.

Fang Xing nodded slightly, the Black Thorn would eventually be destroyed without blood, and they also needed to constantly learn new things.

The sun was very bright. Fang Xing made it all the way to Dongchang and rushed in with Xin Laoqi without waiting for notification.

"Be bold!"

A stall owner came up with someone. When he saw Fang Xing, he dared to shout, but he didn't dare to draw his sword.

There were more than ten people in front of him blocking the way, so Fang Xing walked over as if he didn't see them.

At this moment, An Lun was talking to the man who was stationed at Sihai Market.

"My father-in-law, Uncle Xinghe is domineering. According to him, Dongchang will have to withdraw from Sihai Market."

The man looked aggrieved and said: "Father-in-law, our Dongchang is working hard outside. What does he mean by this? If the brothers knew about it, would they feel aggrieved? People's hearts would be broken!"

An Lun asked calmly: "Are there many people taking things?"

The man said in astonishment: "Father, there's not much!"

An Lun continued to ask expressionlessly: "Is it too much to borrow money and not repay it?"

The man finally felt that something was wrong. He restrained his hands and said, "Father, some brothers went out to do errands and didn't have enough money at the moment..."

An Lun looked up at him and asked calmly: "Is our family short of money that should be given to you?"

The sound of these words is getting more and more wrong.

The man lowered his head and said, "Father, a small crime deserves death."

Anyone with some intelligence should not argue when their boss scolds them. Because no matter whether you are justified or not, it will be a thorny image in the eyes of your boss afterwards.

——I am your boss, whatever I say should be done. No, no!

An Lun's eyes gradually became colder, and the man's legs were trembling...

"Eunuch, Uncle Xinghe broke in."

Fortunately, someone outside was reporting, and the man was saved.

How dare you force your way into Dongchang?

The man who narrowly escaped death was filled with joy, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

But An Lun let him down.

"Let him come."

After a while, Fang Xing and Xin Laoqi appeared outside the door.

Xin Laoqi came in first, took a glance and said, "Master, there is someone behind you."

Fang Xing walked in, took a look at the man, and said, "The factory supervisor of the East Factory must be protected, but he is so cautious in his own place. An Lun, who did you offend?"

The man felt that he was doomed, so he raised his head and looked at An Lun in panic.

An Lun just pointed outside and whispered: "Get out!"

The man ran out as if he had been granted amnesty, and An Lun stood up to greet the guests.

After the two sat down, Fang Xing looked at the indoor layout and said with some confusion: "Why do you still want to learn from Sun Xiang? It's too deserted."

An Lun glanced at Xin Laoqi, who was standing next to Fang Xing, and said without hesitation: "Our family has no roots after all. Now that I think about it, maybe it would have been better to die at first. At least I could go underground to see my ancestors. Now I see It seems like power, but in the end it’s all in vain.”

Fang Xing looked in the direction of the door and suddenly asked, "Why are you helping me?"

An Lun was a little surprised, and then sighed slightly.

Fang Xingxing said with complicated eyes: "I have received the news many times in advance, which makes me invincible in many things. The person who came to report the news... is your person."

"Why?"

Fang Xing thought of the man who often appeared in Shenxianju in the past few years.

"Every time he reported the news, he left. My people kept following him, but could not find him. Until that day last month, the man drank some wine..."

An Lun's eyes were full of murderous intent and he said: "Drinking and causing trouble should be killed!"

"Why help me?"

Fang Xing asked again.

An Lun said: "Anything wrong will be dealt with, but Dongchang's existence in the Sihai Market must be guaranteed. The Sihai Market will open all over the world, and Dongchang's eyes and ears will also follow it to the four seas, no, it is the Ming Dynasty 's eyes and ears.”

Fang Xing frowned slightly and asked: "After you took over as the factory supervisor, you suddenly became a stranger. But I know that you are not a villain who gets carried away as soon as you succeed...and your people are still secretly protecting you. "Zhu Shen Xian Ju, An Lun, what do you want to do?"

An Lun picked up the teacup and said calmly: "Those who committed crimes in the Sihai Market will be sent back to our family to deal with them one by one. Bring back the serious ones, punish the light ones, and make meritorious deeds."

Fang Xing took a deep breath and said, "Are you unwilling to say it? Or... Your Majesty... But that's impossible. If Your Majesty is suspicious of me, it's not just Dongchang. So if you have any difficulties, feel free to Come on."

An Lun was still looking around and said: "Uncle Xinghe, is it time to teach His Highness the Crown Prince today?"

Fang Xing stood up and said, "Yan Dajian probably hates me right now, and his future has stopped here, and he will never have the chance to get up again in the future."

An Lun stood up and said, "Xinghe Bo, take care."

Fang Xing looked at him deeply and said, "I don't know what you are worried about, but the East Factory is more dangerous than the Jinyiwei. You'd better be careful about what you say and do."

An Lun nodded and said, "I know."

After Fang Xing left, An Lun sat back, then picked up the teacup and sniffed the tea carefully.

The tea fragrance has the effect of concentrating the mind, but his face gradually became painful.

"What is this for?"

He lowered his head slightly, staring blankly at the upper of the shoe.

"Eunuch..."

Someone ran in from outside and reported, "Eunuch, His Majesty summoned you."

An Lun raised his head and said sharply, "What's the matter?"

The man said, "I don't know."

An Lun stood up and went out. After two steps, his pace gradually quickened.

...

Zhu Zhanji has been very busy recently. He is busy dealing with his relatives.

After driving his own brother overseas, all the clansmen in the world were terrified.

The emperor was determined not to allow the royal family to have fiefs in the Central Plains and the frontiers!

So the memorials kept coming to the capital, and all the princes and royal family members said in unison that their families were crying and desperate, and they felt that there would never be a day to go to the Xiaoling Mausoleum to worship. They begged the emperor to give everyone some time for the sake of Emperor Taizu Gao.

But Zhu Zhanji knew what the so-called time meant.

As long as he agreed once, he would have no choice next time.

After An Lun saluted, he waited quietly.

"Did the Prince of Xinxiang complain along the way?"

An Lun was shocked and said calmly: "Your Majesty, the Prince of Xinxiang did not stay for long along the way, and his family complained a lot, but since leaving the capital, the Prince has only said three sentences in total."

"Which three sentences?"

The emperor's tone was a little cold.

An Lun hurriedly said: "Let's go; ask a doctor for the child; this is a fate..."

"Fate?"

The emperor's tone was more teasing.

An Lun felt a slight chill on his spine. "Your Majesty, the prince's second son ate something wrong..."