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Chapter 730 Restless Fate

Fang Xian didn't speak.

Mo Yuan couldn't help but take a look at Mu Dianke.He had never seen Fang Xian and Mu Dianke confront each other, so he couldn't understand Mu Dianke's actions at this time.

Aside from his prominent family background, Fang Xian himself is a first-rank general. Mu Dian didn't salute when he could see an official, and sat there calmly, as if he was receiving an old visit.

Fang Xian didn't even care.

"They are all people who know the basics, so let's talk normally." Fang Xian sat down with a hem of his clothes, and took the tea handed by Qing Yu, "Miss Si's compliment is not something that anyone can accept, it's scary."

It was rare for Mu Dian to sincerely praise Fang Xian, and then he poured cold water on him, which made him feel bored.So he stopped talking.

Fang Xian turned his head to look at Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan explained, and said: "The general has something important to do, so the grassroots will leave first."

He called out again: "Cangcang."

When Mo Cangcang saw Fang Xian's posture, he obviously had an affair with Mu Dian, and wanted to stay and watch the excitement.Listening to Mo Yuan calling him, he reluctantly moved over.

In Gu'an Hall, what he was most afraid of was his serious elder brother.

A group of people waited to leave, except of course Liangqing.

"Let's get straight to the point." Fang Xian put the teacup on the case at hand, "Yesterday someone killed someone on Sajin Street, pretending to be the name of the Huxiao Camp under my rule. The bandit has not been captured yet, and some details of the case need to be investigated." Ask the fourth lady face to face. For the stability of the capital, I also hope that the fourth lady can know everything—"

Fang Xian was well-mannered and showed off his official authority.

At the end, when thinking of the case of Zou Sifang that has not been clarified so far, I feel aggrieved in my heart, and said in an emphatic and annoyed tone: "Stop making jokes again."

Before Mu Dian could speak, he was put on a big hat, opened his eyes wide and said, "Who did you kill? It's really rampant at the feet of the Son of Heaven."

Fang Xian choked.

The sufferer ran away, leaving only a dozen corpses wearing Huxiao battalion uniforms.Can he say that the thief killed himself?
"Mu Dianke—" Fang Xian changed his title, and said sternly: "You and I know the matter of Sajin Street well, and this is not a government office, so you don't have to pretend to cover it up."

It's over if you say so early, what kind of bureaucratic accent!
"What does the general want to know?" Mu Dian asked with a smile.

As Mu Dianke could see, Fang Xian came back from Chuzhou, he was relieved from the extreme pain, and his temperament became much more open.Asking himself, he also gained a little calmness. For some reason, when he saw Mu Dian, he felt angry, and when he saw her smile, he felt that there was something deep in it, and his attitude was cooperative.
He said stiffly, "Who is the mastermind?"

Mu Dianke's answer was as expected, "Heavenly Master Daojun Xinying. There is also an accomplice Shi Diequan."

The mastermind was Xin Yang, Rong Yi deduced it yesterday, and asked Mu Dianke again to confirm it was correct.As for Shi Diequan, Fang Xian didn't take it too seriously.

A double-faced quack who runs around for money and goods does not pose much threat.

"The Praetorian Guards found the remains of horses and wrecks of houses and carriages chopped up with sharp metal objects in the Rue de Sagin, and this."

Fang Xian spread out his palm, if he didn't look closely, it would be hard to find that there was an inch-long filament lying on his palm, which was the wind-cutting iron fragment found at the scene.

With the toughness of cutting wind and iron, it is really unimaginable to break into pieces like this.

When the wind-cutting iron was broken, it was impossible to check its quantity, so I could only ask Mu Dianke, "You may estimate how many wind-cutting irons are there?"

To be honest, Fang Xian had no hope that Mu Dian might give a definite answer.

Xinyang chose a good time. When the battle started, it was raining heavily.Not to mention the wind-cut iron as thin as a spider's silk, even a hemp rope as thick as a finger, stretched in that kind of splashing sky and rain, it is not so easy to identify.

I don't want Mu Dian to know, "About—" She thought about it, and said a number simply, "Four hundred feet."

Fang Xian stared wide: "Are you sure?"

Mu Dian also knew how amazing this statistic was.

According to Xu Younan, it was originally approved by the emperor and supervised by the Rong family. It took a year to practice the entire [-] zhang silk.

This year, of course, the time spent in the preliminary preparations such as building workshops and recruiting manpower must be taken into account, and the reasons for the lack of familiarity with the workmanship at the beginning of production must also be considered.

But no matter how you calculate it, this speed is really not fast.

Later, production was stopped because the refining cost was too high.

Spending the treasury's wealth to refine wind-cut iron, which is still considered expensive, and a Taoist priest of a sect holds four hundred feet of silk in his hands. If Mu Dian hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed it.

"Are you sure you didn't make a mistake? Or did you read it wrong?" Fang Xian asked again.

Mu Dianke shook his head.

When she was performing Breaking the Cage with Tian Jusheng, she saw clearly the density of the wind-cutting net in front of her.Although I haven't seen the other four sides with my own eyes, judging from the degree to which the chariots and horses were cut, they are only dense.Considering the height, depth and width of the streets, it is about this number.

"There may be discrepancies." She answered affirmatively, "But there will only be more, not less."

Fang Xian frowned, thought for a moment, and said sincerely: "Can you tell me about the situation at that time?"

Mu Dianke then explained in detail how Xinyang set up an ambush in the Tao, how to weave cages, how to arrange crossbows to shoot at each other... one by one.

As for the part where Liangqing broke through the siege and killed the disciples of the Heavenly Master, with the help of Tian Jusheng, he broke the cage with strings, I just briefly mentioned it.

Fang Xian's expression looked like he had heard a very absurd ghost story.

"You didn't get killed like this, you are really hard-pressed." He said sincerely.

Mu Dian didn't bother to get angry with him, "So, if the general wants to repay the old grievances, he needs to spend more planning and thinking."

Fang Xian snorted, "If the sky is crazy, there will be rain, and if people are crazy, there will be disaster."

He also said: "You are exaggerating too much. The three-foot qin has paulownia wood as its body and silk as its strings. How can it have such great power? Can it cut gold and iron?!"

Just at this time, a burst of furious thunder rolled across the sky, and the window trembled when it exploded.

"See it?" Mu Dianke pointed to the window and said, "All sounds come from movement, and in turn, sound can also move things. As for how powerful it can be, the general is the leader of the army, so I will say something You understand the truth personally.

For example, when marching in heavy snow and freezing, crossing the river one by one, even if the people are strong and the horses are strong, they can't stand against the ice; If you ride and step like one, you will be able to fight with thousands of troops, and in the end you will end up falling into the river through the ice..."

Fang Xian could hear in the clouds, he understood the principle of soldiers and horses crossing the river, but what does this wind cutting iron have to do with it, and what does it have to do with Mu Dianke playing the piano?
Mu Dian has been smart since he was a child, and he never listened to all the reasoning. He knew the elegant meaning when he heard the string song, but when he saw Fang Xian's bewildered face, he felt a little disgusted.

What's more, it's her who is reasoning now, the listener is ignorant, and it's inevitable that he will be a little frustrated, so he said with little interest, "Forget it, why are you talking about this with you, a Sanji person who doesn't know anything about winter?"

Fang Xian's face turned dark.

It's up to you!Say half of it and don't say it!

Call me a grasshopper?
(End of this chapter)