Chapter 62 Looking for a Home

Hearing that Fu Xiaolang in Fusi Town, South Town arrived in Weizhou, Fang Datong was so scared that he climbed down from his little concubine's bare body and ran all the way from the west of the city to the brocade guard gate in the east of the city. In the candlelight swaying, Lord Fu sat high in the lobby of the government gate, with more than a dozen big red brocade clothes and embroidered spring knives stood beside him. Wei.

Xiao Lang was so angry that he looked at Fang Datong's untidy clothes. After some reprimands, he intended to tell Fang Datong in the future. Fang Datong opened his mouth and could stuff a big tea bowl, and his boss could actually come up with such an idea, which was something he could never think of in his life.

"Fang Baihu, you need to help me finish this matter. If it's done, you can follow it. If you can't do it properly, you will come to the end. In Weizhou, you have no merit in such a big event. Mou Command will immediately order you to cut your head. If it hadn't been for this town, you would still stand and talk at this moment. Is it?"

Fang Datong's legs were soft, and he involuntarily knelt down and thanked Lord Zhenfu for his rescue. He also knew that this time he was really not smart enough. Jinyiwei, who was the best at making benefits, had nothing to do with the victory in Weizhou, which really didn't make sense. Fang Datong also secretly scolded Jiang Bin and Song Nan many times, blaming these two people. I didn't give myself a message in advance. If I had known that there was such a big action, I only needed to take people to follow and do nothing, and I could add a note to the credit book afterwards. Because of this, Song Nan didn't visit Fang Datong after she was injured, but her anger had not subsided.

Xiao Lang asked Song Nan and Jiang Bin in detail about their * and how Song Nan joined the army. Fang Datong is not an idiot. Naturally, the three people's joint framed Wang Dan. However, Song Nan's promotion to the army was indeed illegal. Fang Datong avoided the important things. Except for what he couldn't say, all the rest of the bamboo tubes poured beans.

Xiao Lang had a bottom in his heart and immediately asked Fang Datong to lead the way to Jiang Bin's home.

The third update has passed, and the city is silent. Jiang Bin has been sleeping for a long time, but the sound outside the courtyard woke up. Jiang Bin quietly got up and came out of the main room and looked into the courtyard through the crack of the door. Suddenly, he was scared to death.

However, the yard was brightly lit. Inside and outside the courtyard door, at the four corners of the wall, there were red clothes and stood across the knife. Under the torches, their faces were gloomy and serious, with a murderous atmosphere.

Jiang Bin's heart was cold, and he quickly thought about why Jinyiwei would go out to block his house in the middle of the night. After thinking about it, there was only one explanation, which was Wang Dan's incident.

Jiang Bin scolded in his heart and knew that it was difficult to escape today. If he was caught because of this, he could not escape death. So he hurried into the room to wake up his wife, ordered her and her four sons to hide under the bed and pull out the waist knife hanging on the wall. At this time, Fang Datong's familiar hoarse voice came from the yard: "Jiang Yi Can I do it at home? Come out and see you. I have something important to discuss with you.

Jiang Bin scolded repeatedly and thought: Sure enough, Fang Datong of this son of the bitch sold himself. Today, he had to cut off the dog thief first.

Someone began to bang on the door. Jiang Bin knew that there was no way to hide. At this moment, he quickly walked to the door and opened the door and shouted angrily, "Dogs, I'm fighting with you."

Xiao Lang nodded and said, "And that?"

Jiang Bin's brain buzzed. I don't know whether he was excited or scared. Who didn't know the name Mou Bin in the Ming Dynasty? Holding the brocade guard gate with tens of thousands of ridings, the emperor's absolute confidant, who controlled the life and death of thousands of people, made his helper soar and was wiped out by those he hated. Today, the civil and military officials in the world, who hated and feared and wanted to make friends, unexpectedly sent people to visit themselves, which sounded like a dream.

"Mou Commander... What can I do for you?" Jiang Bin's voice trembled a little, but he didn't feel ashamed at all. Who didn't tremble when he heard the name?

Xiao Lang smiled and said, "Sit down and talk. Jiang Qianshi, your good days are coming."

Xiao Lang pulled out a letter from his close-fitting jacket and put it in front of Jiang Bin and said, " Commander Mou wrote a letter to you. Jiang Qian has a lot of face. Commander Mou rarely writes letters to people in person."

Jiang Bin trembled and respectfully picked up the letter. It took him a long time to tear open the cover, pulled out a piece of paper full of big letters, and opened to read.

"Jiang's incident: Today, Xiao Lang, Fusi of Nanzhen, discussed with you. If you feel that this matter can be answered, I remember your situation. If you think it doesn't work, you don't have to force it. I won't remember this matter. Don't worry, don't force it! Mou Bin."

A few words, a few lines, the words are rough, and the handwriting is scribbled. It can be seen that Mou Bin is a martial artist. His handwriting is like a pile of grass, which is not good-looking at all, but the sharpness revealed between the lines makes Jiang Bin's spine sweat.

'If you feel that this matter can be answered, I remember your feelings. If you don't feel it, you don't have to force it. I won't remember it.' The literal meaning is naturally that everything is determined by Jiang Bin himself, but how can Jiang Bin not know what it means not to be forced? What 'I won't remember this matter' means, which is completely a naked threat.

Jiang Bin looked carefully at the stamp below, and the big seal of the commander of Jinyiwei was covered with it. It would never be fake. He quickly reached out to wipe the sweat on his forehead and asked in a hoarse voice, "Please make it clear when you need my help from Jiang."

Xiao Lang stretched out his hand and took Mou Bin's letter and asked, "Is the words in the letter clear?"

Jiang Bin said, "All the words are imprinted in my heart."

Xiao Lang said, "Okay." Reaching out and lighting the letterhead together with the envelope on the candlelight, watching it turn into ashes, then raised his head and said, "This is the thing..."