The happy life of a prodigal

At that time, Fang Xiu didn't want Wu Yi to know about the female assassin, so he lied that Bai Xiaochun was training the mansion, but in fact he was besieging the assassin.

Originally, I only thought that I could catch one alive, but I didn't expect to catch three...

It was a happy event beyond an accident.

As long as an assassin is caught, Fang Xiu is sure to make him speak.

Now that three have been caught, the confidence of making them speak has increased to at least [-]%!

Looking at the three assassins with bloodstained faces, tattered clothes, and a stench all over their bodies.

Fang Xiu looked disdainful, patted the hem of his clothes, and said in a very casual tone: "Tell me, who sent you here, and what is the purpose?"

Seeing this, the three of them showed disdainful expressions on their faces, and kept silent by coincidence.

Fang Xiu glanced at them, smiled, and said, "I am a very impatient person. I will give you a second. If you don't say anything, I will kill one of you."

The three of them were slightly startled when they heard this, but before they could react, they heard Fang Xiu's voice again.

"One... the time is up."

With a smile on his face, Fang Xiu looked at the younger assassin standing on the far left, and said lightly, "It's you..."

"Varied……"

Before the man could react, what happened, he saw a cold light flashing in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, his neck felt cold, and Bai Xiaochun took his life with a knife. The whole person lost the strength of support in an instant, and fell to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

The other two looked at the scene in front of them, and they were a little stunned...

Although he had made preparations in advance, he never thought that this moment would come so suddenly, so... hastily.

He watched helplessly as his partner transformed from a living person into a cold corpse, falling in front of him.

Even before he died, he couldn't read a line of poetry, or say two sentences like "18 years later, he will be a hero for a day".

The young assassin standing next to him seemed to have collapsed, with a painful expression on his face.

It's not that he can't accept death...

In fact, at the moment he decided to participate in the rescue operation, he had put his life and death aside.

What he couldn't accept was that death came so hastily.

One second, just one second...

The handsome young man in front of him, with a nice smile, never thought of asking them to answer this question from the very beginning.

At this moment, looking at Fang Xiu who still had a smile on his face, the young assassin showed an expression of extreme resentment, and said loudly: "You, you madman, who can answer in a second!?"

Fang Xiu looked at him, thought for a while, and said: "One second is really not enough, I am a reasonable person, since you said so, I will give you a chance...

In one day, you two, whoever answers this young master first will not have to die. "

Chapter 141 The Scalper

Hearing this, the young assassin had a strange expression on his face.

Witnessing the scene just now, he almost thought that he was going to die.

But listening to the meaning of the young son's words, it seems that as long as you answer his question, you can avoid death?

For a person, the most painful thing is not despair, but after giving hope, it makes him powerless, and then despair.

In the same way, the happiest thing is naturally seeing hope after despair.

At first, the young assassin didn't think about betrayal until he saw death as light as a feather.

At that moment, he realized that being alive... is such a happy thing.

He is still very young, has not married a wife, has not had children, and has not done many, many things.

He was unwilling to die so silently, no one knew, no one cared, and there might not even be a place to bury his bones.

Can......

The inner morality is condemning his behavior again, which makes him despised.

The young assassin struggled with heaven and man in his heart, and finally made up his mind.

Even if you don't say it yourself, someone else will.

Even if others don't say it, with their strength, they will find out sooner or later.

That being the case, what's the point of my persistence?

The young assassin gritted his teeth, raised his eyes, looked at Fang Xiu, and said, "I..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Fang Xiu shook his head and said, "My young master said, I'll give you a day to think about it, and if you lose a minute or a second, it doesn't count as a day.

At this time tomorrow, Master Ben hopes to hear the answer he wants. "

After speaking, he walked out of the yard without looking back.

The other assassin, who was a little older, had a calm and composed expression from the beginning to the end. It was only when he saw his partner lying beside him that his expression changed a bit.

By now, he had already shown a desperate expression on his face. He looked at the young assassin beside him, and when he was about to say something, his mouth was covered by Fangfu's guards.

The two assassins didn't have time to say a word until the end, they were separated again and held in different rooms.

After walking out of the courtyard, Fang Xiu glanced at Bai Xiaochun and ordered, "At this time tomorrow, send two people to interrogate them separately."

Bai Xiaochun nodded respectfully: "Yes, young master."

While talking, the two had already walked back to the backyard where they usually lived.

Fang Xiu sat on the recliner, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Too many things happened in the past two days, which made him feel tired for the first time.

Not far away, an unknown bug made a cooing sound, and stars flickered in the night sky, very bright.

After resting for a while, Fang Xiu opened his eyes again, looked at Bai Xiaochun at the side, and asked, "How is Zhuxuanzhai?"

Bai Xiaochun took out a piece of letterhead from his pocket, handed it to Fang Xiu, and said, "The newspaper you ordered is already being printed with full force, and it will be on sale in two days, because you smashed up several pirated bookstores in the capital two days ago... ...."

Fang Xiu glared at Bai Xiaochun and said, "What do you mean being smashed by me, who saw me do it?

That was done by those refugees, it has nothing to do with Fangfu, let alone this young master, remember! "

Bai Xiaochun also realized that he had said something wrong, and hastily changed his words: "It's a small slip of the tongue. After those pirated bookstores were smashed by refugees, the only bookstore in the capital that can print "Romance of the West Chamber" is Zhuxuanzhai.

Therefore, the printing of "The West Chamber" and other books, the shopkeeper Lu did not fail.

For the specific situation, shopkeeper Lu sent someone to send a letter, please read it. "

Fang Xiu took the letter, opened it, glanced at it casually, nodded, and asked, "How did you go about what you ordered Wang Baole to do?"

After the inspection by the military, Fang Xiu gradually realized the value of Wang Baole and Baolefang.

And Wang Baole also needs a strong background to gain a foothold in the capital.

Fangfu seems to be his best choice.

Firstly, he has maintained a good relationship with Fang Xiu, and secondly, for a powerless businessman like him, Fangfu's strength is strong enough.

Not to mention An Pingbo, one of the important generals, Fang Xiu is also a rising star in the imperial court.

General Zuo Zhonglang, who became Habayashi Guard at a young age, may not be able to reach the height of Uncle Anping, if nothing else happens. It can be said that he has a bright future.

And Fang Xiu also needed the money from Baolefang to hold this pro-military review.

The two hit it off immediately. Although there was no relationship on the surface, in fact, they both understood each other...

"Treasurer Wang has already prepared a football team, which will be available tomorrow."

Bai Xiaochun replied.

Fang Xiu nodded, and asked again: "How is the Fangfu football team practicing these days?"

Bai Xiaochun looked embarrassed, thought for a while, and said: "The rules of football are too complicated. These people can play well on the training field, but it may not be certain on the field."

Fang Xiu waved his hand and said, "It's good to be able to play..."

Anyway, he didn't think about how a team formed temporarily, who had never seen Cuju before, could play like that.

All he needs is two football teams who understand the rules enough to create a confrontation, so that tomorrow's friendly match can go smoothly...

Thinking of being able to reproduce football in this world, Fang Xiu inexplicably felt a sense of accomplishment, and a little bit of anticipation rose in his heart.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was noon the next day.

The wide open space in front of the Beijing Normal University Theater was very lively.

Countless people flocked from all over the capital, wanting to catch a glimpse of this football.

Of course...the most important thing is that after the football match, you can get a free ticket for "Nie Xiaoqian" at the ticket office.

During this period of time, with the popularity of the "Nie Xiaoqian" series, a movie ticket at the Beijing Normal University Theater that only cost one hundred Wen has already sold for more than one or two taels of silver.

This... is still priceless.

Many people want to sell, but they suffer from no way out.

Because of this vote, many professions were born.

There were people queuing up to buy tickets for them, and it only cost two hundred coins. Although it was twice as expensive as the ticket price, it was much cheaper than buying tickets from other people.

Among them, the most abominable ones are some second-hand traffickers who specialize in grabbing tickets.

Because the ticket office of the Beijing Normal University Theater has a fixed opening time every day.

Therefore, these two-way traffickers who robbed tickets waited in front of the ticket office early, and once the ticket office opened, they rushed forward and snapped up the tickets.

One person can often buy dozens of tickets, resulting in no tickets for those who really want to watch the show.

Because when these people rob tickets, they are like a herd of scalpers rioting, so some people call them scalpers, and it has become a routine when they come and go.

In the south of the city, and even in the capital, when people mention scalpers, they refer to these second-class dealers who stand guard in front of the Beijing Normal University Theater to grab tickets and sell them at high prices.

Fortunately, this situation did not last too long...

The Beijing Normal University Theater issued a new rule two days ago that one person can only buy three tickets, which greatly curbs the proliferation of scalpers.

Chapter 142 The First Capital League

From the profession of scalpers, we can see how precious a ticket to the Beijing Normal University Theater is.

For most people in the capital, this ticket does not mean that they can see "Nie Xiaoqian", it means...one month, or even two months of food and clothing.

Therefore, after learning that after the football match, the Jingshi Grand Theater will give out [-] tickets for free, the whole capital is almost boiling.

Countless people poured into the south of the city from all parts of the capital, and poured into the Grand Theater of the capital, not for the football match, but for food and clothing for these two months.

When Fang Xiu got off the carriage and saw the scene in front of him, even though he was used to big scenes, he couldn't help but gasped.

Today, there are not ten thousand people gathered here, but eight thousand, which far exceeded his expectations.

Unexpectedly, in just over a month, a ticket to the Beijing Normal University Theater has become so expensive.

I still remember that when the Beijing Normal University Theater first opened, no one was willing to pay for a ticket of [-] yuan. In the end, the tickets were released for free, which avoided the embarrassment of zero attendance at the premiere.

From this point of view, the things I have done are very promising...

Looking at the crowded crowd, Fang Xiu couldn't help sighing with emotion.

"Quiet--!"

Just when the crowd gradually became restless, an extremely strong voice came from the roof of the ticket office.

When everyone heard the voice, they stopped making noise and looked at the man together.

I saw a potbellied businessman, holding a strange straight tube with a wide top and a narrow bottom, saying loudly: "Today is the first football league in the capital, the opening day of the preseason..."

What is the first football league in Beijing?

What is the preseason?

Listening to the merchant's words, everyone had countless doubts and began to discuss again.

Seeing this, Wang Baole had to exhaust all his strength and shouted loudly: "The two participating teams are General Fang's handsome team from Baolefang and Yang Ming's team from Chunfenglou. I declare that the competition has officially begun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two muscular men walked out of the Beijing Normal University Theater. One held a sign saying 'General Fang is handsome' and the other held a sign saying 'Yang Ming is not a beast'.