The most powerful patriarch in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 59
"I don't know how Uncle Yuan and the others are progressing." Lu Changle said to himself.

The only worry was whether Lu Jinyuan, Changwei and the others had successfully caught Fan Sanbo.

Gan Hui said in a low voice, "I haven't seen anyone surnamed Fan in the team. With Brother Jin Yuan's ability, he must be easily caught."

Lu Changle said thoughtfully: "Fan Sanbo actually followed Hong Qianhu to act together. It seems that Fang Wen is a big fish. We deliberately left a few ingots of ingots. Those poor and crazy officers and soldiers chased them desperately. Fan Sanbo His physique will definitely not be able to keep up, and the one surnamed Fan has not kept up with the brigade, so it will be easy to deal with falling behind."

Fan's firm is as rich as a country, if you take it slowly, it will definitely gain more benefits.
However, Fan's business has been making frequent moves recently, as if there is a big move,

The Battle of Songjin, which was related to the fate of the Ming Dynasty, was defeated, leaving little time for Lu Changle to grow up.

The donated officials also got it, and Lu Changle decided to close the net early.

The most important point is that the longer Fan Sanbo and Fang Wen operate in Fujian, the greater the harm they will be, and they cannot let it go any longer.

Just as Gan Hui was about to speak, the front fell silent, and the sound of shouts and clashes of weapons suddenly stopped.
A voice sounded in the darkness: "Master Qianhu, the rest of the thieves refuse to be arrested, and all committed suicide in fear of crime."

"What? All commit suicide? Quickly see if there are any survivors, and search for me, not to let an inch go," Hong Qianhu ordered loudly.

Lu Changle asked, "Uncle Hui, have you put everything in order?"

"Don't worry, I sneaked into the warehouse yesterday, and I released it myself." Gan Hui responded quickly.

A piece of Liu Xiang's spiritual card, and a few things related to the Incense Sect,

In addition, there are more than ten ingots of official silver that were robbed last time,
Fan Sanbiao of Fan's Commercial Firm is not dead yet, he knows that Fuzhou Lu's participated in the robbery of the float,
Lu Changle deliberately confused the water, in case Fan Sanbiao wants to report Fuzhou Lu's,

You can push it on the Incense Sect,

The batch of official silver was melted and recast, and it did not go into the warehouse of the public house. Even if the government came to investigate, there was no evidence.
You can in turn sue him for slander.

When Hong Qianhu used the heads of the Black Tigers to report his military merits, Zheng Zhilong and the government thought that the Xianghuo Sect had really been wiped out.
The hunt for the remnants of the Incense Sect will also be cancelled, in a disguised form to relieve Liu Ruolan's pressure,
Just as a little compensation for fake.

The overall situation of "withdrawal" has been decided, and Lu Changle also retreated.

Back to Xingping Village by taking a small path, the sky was just turning pale.

As soon as he returned to the entrance of the village, Lu Jinyuan greeted him: "Patriarch, Brother Hui, you have come back, if you don't come back, I will take someone to find you"

After completing the task, Lu Jinyuan stayed at the entrance of the village, keeping watch while waiting for Lu Changle and the others to come back.

Every moment of waiting, Lu Jinyuan felt that it was extremely long,

Seeing that Lu Changle and others came back safe and sound, the big rock in my heart can finally be put down,
He let out a long sigh of relief.

This matter is related to the future and destiny of the Lu family in Fuzhou, so we must be careful.
The lamps of the clan elders and heads of each house were kept on all night, anxiously waiting for the news.

"Uncle Yuan, did you get him?" Lu Changle was most concerned about Fan Sanbo's situation, so he asked immediately.

"Don't worry, he was captured alive. I changed his clothes outside and checked his teeth." Lu Jinyuan said with a sneer, "That dead fat pig has no problem with its teeth. The smell of soul incense, there is a poison bag hidden in the collar on the right, fortunately, the patriarch reminded, and found it early."

Lu Changle nodded and said, "Very good, Uncle Yuan, take me to meet him, it's time to settle the accounts for him."

Dig out Fan Sanba's secrets as soon as possible to maximize the benefits.

"Okay," Lu Jinyuan said bluntly.

Fan Sanbo was having a sweet dream, dreaming that Houjin would enter the Central Plains and give rewards to those who made meritorious deeds.
When I was rewarded, I suddenly felt a chill on my face, and the whole person woke up from the dream,

The dream was interrupted, and Zheng Sanbo cursed furiously: "Who has eaten the guts of a leopard and dared to splash me with water?"

I stretched out my hand to wipe my face, but suddenly found that I couldn’t move. When I looked closely, I saw that I was tied to a pillar, and both hands were hung in the air.

It was then that he remembered that he had been kidnapped.

Fan Sanbo closed his eyes as fast as he could, begging for mercy again and again: "Hero, I understand the rules, I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything, the ransom is easy to negotiate, easy to negotiate."

Thinking of that familiar figure last night, Fan Sanbo felt a strong uneasiness in his heart.

For the sake of my life, I saw it and pretended not to see it, so as to avoid this catastrophe.

Jiexiu Fan is good at management. After several generations of hard work, the business is getting bigger and bigger, and the money is accumulating more and more.
Especially after getting online with Jianzhou, I made more money,
The gold and silver treasures in the family's secret treasury are piled up like a mountain, and they can't be spent in ten lifetimes.

Fan Sanbo didn't want to die here uselessly.

I thought it would be safe to follow the official army, but I didn't expect that I couldn't keep up with the official army's speed.

Too careless, I should have brought more guards.

"The young owner of Fan's Commercial Bank, this is a big fat sheep, it's reasonable to ask for 10 taels of silver," Lu Changwei joked.

Fan San said repeatedly: "Reasonable, reasonable. Fan likes to make friends from all walks of life. As the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other. If you need Fan in the future, just ask."

As long as he can get his life back, let alone a mere 10 taels, even if it is doubled, Fan Sanbo will recognize it.

Lu Changwei still wanted to tease him, but Lu Changle waved at him, and said directly: "Brother Qiongbiao, everyone is here, there is no need to close your eyes."

Fan San's heart trembled, this voice was so familiar,

I couldn't help but opened my eyes, my pupils shrank, and I saw two familiar faces:

One is Lu Changle, who he desperately wooed, and the other is Lu Jinyuan, the head of the Lu family in Fuzhou.

He was the one who knocked himself out last night.

"Brother Lu, are you here to save me? You really value love, and Fan accepts this love." Fan Sanbo said pretending to be surprised.

I really don't understand, they are all grasshoppers on the same rope, people on the same boat,
Why did you suddenly attack yourself?
I treat him well,
This shameless person donated an official, so he crossed the river and demolished the bridge so quickly?

Or are you afraid that the robbery of the float will be exposed, and want to silence yourself?
Thanks to myself for giving him so many benefits and taking him to Jiuchongtian to enjoy it,
People call themselves brothers and sisters, wishing to stab their hearts out and stab a knife in the back, he is really a white-eyed wolf who is not familiar with it.

In his heart, he wished to swallow Lu Changle alive, but he didn't show it at all on the surface.
Endure first, go out to make him regret coming to this world.

Lu Changle said with a sneer: "Fan Sanbo, put away your tricks, for the sake of getting acquainted, be honest, I can save you from suffering."

Everyone falls into his own hands, so there is no need to play with him again.

Fan Sanbo saw the resentment and ferocity in his eyes for a moment, and Lu Changle had already caught it.

Obviously, he had already guessed that he had done it to him, and deliberately found a way for him.

"Brother Lu, don't be joking. We are friends of fate. Those who are on the same boat have nothing to say." Fan Sanbo said with a look of surprise.

Until the last moment, never tear your face.

Lu Changle smiled, stepped forward and patted Fan San's chubby face: "I like smart people, and I don't like people who pretend not to be smart."

"Brother Lu is so talented, Fan Mou feels inferior"

At this time, still pretend?

Lu Changle pinched Fan Sanpao's left cheek hard, and said with all his strength, "Oh, really?"

It was really hard, and the whole face changed, Fan Sanbo still flattered and said: "Brother Lu has the talent of the number one scholar, and Qiong Biao has always admired him."

Not crying when seeing the coffin, Lu Changle let go of his hand, and said straight to the point: "I know that you got soul chasing incense in the silver box and the carriage, and that you hid poison that could kill you at any time in the collar, and that you know Fan’s firm has been colluding with Jianlu all the time, not only sending urgently needed ironware and food to Jianlu many times, but also knowing that Jianlu handed over the looted goods to you for sale, Fan Shaodong’s family, do you want me to continue talking?”

Fan San's face became more and more startled, and when he heard the back, his face became ashen.

(End of this chapter)