Chapter 25 City Lord

PS: Everyone is not good~~~~

...the dividing line......

Marshal's Mansion.

"Chief Fu, you have gone a little too far today." Du Fuming drank tea and said casually.

Fu Tingxuan sat on the chair and replied with a smile, "Marshal, you are better than I did. A little marquis was scolded by you. I'm afraid the marshal will be in trouble."

"It's not your fault. By the way, I found you here. I have something to tell you. The Xi'an Five Cities Alliance has a tendency to go to the west, so I want you to Pingliang City. What do you think?" Du Fuming said.

Fu Tingxuan shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't care, but in Pingliang City, all military forces are under my control. I don't want to be a thug and listen to those bastards."

"This is natural. Although the population of Pingliang City is large, there are only 500,000 soldiers, so you can recruit troops there by yourself, but you have to do the food and salary by yourself." Du Fuming continued.

Fu Tingxuan just took a sip of water, spit it all out and said, "I'll take care of the food and salary by myself? Marshal, are you kidding?"

"Of course not. Don't worry. The current owner of Pingliang City is my nephew. I'll transfer him here. You are the new owner. If you are a little capable, there will be no problem with food and salary." Du Fuming said with a treacherous smile.

Fu Tingxuan looked at Du Fuming speechlessly. The old boy wanted to cultivate his nephew, but it must be good to be a city owner. He has the final say in taxes and so on.

So, Fu Tingxuan reluctantly agreed and left Youzhou that day. This damn place could not make much money at all. It was a complete waste of his life here. The blacksmith shop and the pub were also taken away by Fu Tingxuan. The blacksmith shop was originally an unpopular industry in Pingliang City, but once the war began, it was definitely a profiteering industry.

Pingliang City is still quite far away, at least three days away. The next day, a group of nearly a thousand people from Fu Tingxuan came to Guyuan City. Gu Ou, the owner of the city, received Fu Tingxuan. After all, Fu Tingxuan's name of killing has spread to Xi'an. Naturally, Gu Ou also knew it, but he did not dare to neglect it.

This time, Fu Tingxuan's entourage were: Fu Tingzhu and Jiang Hao, more than 500 Boy Scouts, Xiao Buji, 300 Guards, the old blacksmith and several of his apprentices, the old shopkeeper and his grandson, and dozens of handymen.

There are many robbers on the way from Youzhou to Pingliang City, but I don't know where the news came from that Fu Tingxuan, the god of killing, was going to Pingliang City, so the robbers have hidden in the past few days. However, there are still a few country bumpkin among the bandits who don't know the news.

"I drive this mountain, and I plant this tree. If you want to live from now on, stay and buy road money!" Fu Tingxuan and others walked, and a rather immature voice came from the mountain.

Fu Tingxuan smiled. This line was really familiar. He robbed his special words and roared: "Who is the thief? Get out of here!"

The deep internal force shook the surrounding trees, and more than a dozen gray teenagers rolled down from a small hillside, fell to the ground, screaming.

"The ideas are pierced! The wind is tight, whirling!" The leading young man shouted, and more than a dozen people quickly got up from the ground and were about to run away.

Fu Tingxuan waved his hand, and You Chufeng and more than a dozen other scouts rushed out. These a dozen robbers... bandits, even if they were bandits, were so ordinary. Before they ran out a few steps, they were brought back by You Chufeng and others like chickens.

Fu Tingxuan asked curiously, "Who are you?" Why do you want to be a bandit? Look at how you are so young, how can you do this shady business?

"We are bandits, so we can't be bandits at a young age?" The leading young man was quite tall, and his small body was strong. Hearing Fu Tingxuan's words, he fought back with dissatisfaction.

Fu Tingxuan shook his head helplessly. These dozen kids really didn't let their parents worry, so he said to the guards behind him, "Take them, walk together, and give them to their parents in Pingliang."

"No, you can't do this." The leading young man panicked. They all came out behind their parents' backs. If they went back, they would have to be repaired?

Fu Tingxuan ignored it. If he doesn't care now, these dozen kids may really become bandits in the future. Isn't that causing trouble to Fu Tingxuan? The most important thing is that these dozen kids are really stupid and have no experience at all. Seeing so many people in Fu Tingxuan, they dare to rob them. Fu Tingxuan doesn't want to help them collect their bodies at that time.

Not long after, Fu Tingxuan and a group of thousands of people came to Pingliang City. The soldiers guarding the gate also wanted to get some oil and water from Fu Tingxuan. As a result, Fu Tingxuan threw the city owner's token and was scared on the spot.

The city owner's mansion is in the central area of Pingliang City, which is also very luxurious. It seems that Du Fuming's nephew is very comfortable in Pingliang City, but Fu Tingxuan will soon enjoy this luxurious life.

Fu Tingxuan's so many people entering the city together naturally attracted a lot of people to watch. Some businessmen who have just been to Youzhou to do business recently were shocked when they saw Fu Tingxuan, and the killing god came! As a result, one to ten, ten to a hundred, a hundred to ten, and everyone ran away.

Fu Tingxuan slowly rode his horse to the city master's house. The dozen little "bandits" died without saying where his home was. Fu Tingxuan had no choice but to take them to the city master's house first.

The central area is where the rich and powerful people live, so each house is very large, so there are not many families in the whole central area, and the city owner's house is easy to find.

Entering the central area, the surroundings suddenly became much more empty. Fu Tingxuan did not go inside, but sent 20 guards to find the main house, and he also began to observe the central area. After a few glances, Fu Tingxuan was relieved a lot. This is definitely a rich city. The oil and water are absolutely big, and there is no need to worry about food and salary.

"Who are you? Can you make way?" A delicate voice came from behind Fu Tingxuan and others.

Fu Tingxuan looked back doubtfully. A beautiful and pure woman in white stood on the street, surrounded by more than a dozen servants and two girls, looking at this side shyly. Only then did Fu Tingxuan find that his own people blocked the whole exit, and the girl had no place to come in.

Fu Tingxuan scratched his head shyly and said, "It's all scattered. Girl, I'm really sorry. I'm negligent." Three hundred guards and six hundred Boy Scouts almost dispersed at the moment when Fu Tingxuan gave the order, leaving a five-meter-wide road.

The girl was shocked by the action of the Boy Scouts and the guards, but the girl has read a lot of books and is not weak in knowledge. At a glance, you can see that these hundreds of people are from military background, otherwise it would not be so neat and uniform.