girl let me check

Chapter 350 Wildfire
Following Wen Zhexue's star power instructions, the two of them walked all the way to a secluded place in the inner city.

This is a desolate house, halfway across Changming City from Tianjie, almost reaching the edge of the city wall.

The gate of the courtyard is dilapidated, and a dry well lies outside the gate. There is a circle of thick weeds growing around the well.

"Which workshop is this from?"

Fang Weihan asked with a frown.

How could the edge of Changming's inner city be so desolate?
Wen Zhexue said softly: "Zedefang."

"Is it the northernmost part of Zedfang..." Fang Weihan pondered for a moment, "I have to check which family owns the houses in this area."

It's too inefficient to check it by yourself, why not ask the magical Wanwan?
He took out the Moon Talisman and sunk into his mind.

Fang Weihan: "Wanwan, whose property is the house in the northernmost part of Zedefang?"

Xie Lingwan has a very strong memory. According to herself, she can even recite her detailed schedule for every day of the past month.

Sure enough, within a few seconds after the message was sent, Fang Weihan received a reply from Xie Lingwan.

If you have something to say, talk it over and don't argue: "Mr. Uehara Wang."

After getting an unexpected answer, his heart didn't waver at all, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

It's not that enemies don't get together, I finally caught you, Mr. Wang, Uehara, in pigtails again.

"Senior sister, it's not appropriate for you to intervene in the next matter, just leave it to me."

Fang Weihan looked at Wen Zhexue.

"Senior Sister, you can go back to your house to rest. When I get home, I will bring delicious food to Senior Sister and Yumo."

"Ah."

The girl nodded slightly, and after silently confirming that the mark she left on him was still intact, her figure turned into a starlight bubble and disappeared.

Little Phoenix, standing on Fang Weihan's shoulder, tilted his head: "Ouch?"

Wen Zhexue left and came back, holding the fat bird in his hand.

The girl said lightly: "I forgot something."

"Ow?"

I am a phoenix, not a thing...

Before Yu Mo could finish her protest, she had already disappeared in front of Fang Weihan.

Fang Weihan: "..."

After seeing off my senior sister, I have to do something big next.

He took out a bamboo hat from the space spirit ring and put it on, then walked out from the street corner and walked towards the dilapidated house.

When Fang Weihan approached the dry well, a voice sounded behind him:
"Friend, please stay."

A middle-aged man who looked like a manager said with a smile.

"The front is a private residence. The owner is not in good health today and will not welcome guests. If friends come to visit, it is better to come another day."

Fang Weihan felt blood energy fluctuations at the same level as his own in him.

A monk at rank five of Mingwu's realm is probably between the middle level and the peak level.

"Why are you in poor health?"

"I caught a cold the day before yesterday, but I haven't recovered yet."

"Wang Dun is sick? Why didn't I know?"

Fang Weihan smiled.

"How many years does the old guy have to live?"

The middle-aged man's face completely darkened.

"It seems like my friend is here to cause trouble today?"

He raised his hand, and a large number of monks rushed out from the many courtyards with closed doors, surrounding Fang Weihan.

Most of them are Mingwu, and there are even a few Five Elements.

"This is Changming Capital, at the feet of the Emperor. What is the purpose of the Uehara Wang family gathering so many hangers-on and thugs here?"

Fang Wei asked coldly.

"Do you want to rebel?"

The middle-aged man no longer argued with Fang Weihan, but instead said decisively: "Get this person."

Everyone swarmed forward and were about to encounter Fang Weihan.

"Let me see who dares to move?!"

He pulled off his bamboo hat, his blood energy surged, and his dragon-patterned brocade robe danced in the strong wind.

The middle-aged man lost his voice and said in shock: "Fang Weihan, Prince of Guangling?"

"Didn't you want to capture me just now? Why don't you dare to do it now?"

Fang Weihan smiled slightly and looked around, but no one dared to look at him.

They took three steps back in unison, leaving a circular open space, and Fang Weihan stood in the center of the open space.

"Do you know what the crime of attacking the vassal king is?" Fang Weihan looked at the middle-aged man with a smile and slowly said two words, "Behead him."

The middle-aged man looked at him as if he were facing a formidable enemy, with a look of fear on his face.

As a member of the Uehara Wang clan, the second son of the family died in the hands of the man in front of him. Naturally, he knew Fang Weihan's behavior.

He is a complete lunatic! Even Wang Zhongguang dared to kill, so is there anyone in this world that he didn't dare to kill?
"I'm very curious. I just showed a little curiosity about this house, and you guys are so nervous."

Fang Weihan slowly drew out Lu Ming, and the sound of the sword's blade passing through the scabbard was loud and sharp.

"What secret is... hidden here? Can you let me see it?"

Among the Uehara Wang monks present, there were three fifth-level monks alone. Two Mingwu and one Five Elements are both offerings from aristocratic families.

There are even more monks who are ranked third or fourth, a dozen or so.

The party with the advantage in combat power retreated step by step under the pressure of the weaker party, unable to even think of any resistance.

The scene is weird and funny, but it also feels natural.

"If His Highness Prince Guangling wants to see it, then... please do so." The middle-aged steward said through gritted teeth, "We are all doing legal business, so there is nothing we can't see."

"Oh, that's better."

Fang Weihan turned around, Lu Ming pointed forward.

"Everyone get out of here."

He said coldly.

The crowd surged like waves at low tide, split in two along the axis of Lumen, and no one dared to stop the King of Guangling in his prime.

Fang Weihan walked to the courtyard and kicked open the door. The scene he saw made his pupils shrink suddenly.

The children were so skinny that they looked like human trunks lying in a pile in the yard, and the goods were usually piled up randomly.

Their eyes no longer clear, but become numb and cloudy. The other party seemed unaware of Fang Weihan's arrival.

I don’t know how long it took to torture these lively and lovely children into this state.

Fang Weihan suppressed his anger and asked, "How much does it cost to buy a child like this?"

The middle-aged man said coldly: "Business secrets, no comment."

"Qiang!"

Fang Weihan put the long sword on his neck, and the gleaming blade made the hairs all over his body stand up.

He assessed the current situation and felt that it was best not to anger this ancestor.

The middle-aged man said reluctantly: "It's usually ten taels of silver. Those who are good-looking, have cultivation qualifications, or are smart and eloquent will increase the price on this basis. Otherwise, the price will be reduced."

Listening to him speak these topics in the tone of a businessman judging goods, Fang Weihan's heart uncontrollably surged with the thought of killing him directly.

But he ultimately did not do so.

In this era, human rights and equality are probably the most difficult things to achieve. This is not something that I can change overnight, maybe in my lifetime...

"A few days ago, there was a young man from the Gai family who was bought by your people for one hundred taels of silver. Where is he now?"

"One hundred taels of silver is a rare commodity. He should be in charge of it in the back room now."

Fang Weihan opened the back room and found some children inside who were in slightly better condition than the children outside. Among them was a little boy who fit Pei Jie's description very well.

"Why did they all pass out?"

"Precious cargo cannot be kept from running around by starving them. In order to prevent them from escaping on their own, they must be controlled with sleeping pills."

The middle-aged man said routinely. With the extraordinary perception of the Mingwu monk, Fang Weihan suddenly smelled an unusual smell at this moment.

Bloody smell.

Fang Weihan looked towards the next room, and when he was about to open the door, the middle-aged man stopped him.

"His Royal Highness Prince Guangling, are you sure you want to see it?"

Fang Weihan narrowed his eyes: "Of course I'm sure, why. Is there something that I can't see?"

The middle-aged man sneered: "There is no such thing here, but can His Highness Prince Guangling really withstand the consequences of opening this door?"

"roll."

Fang Weihan pushed him away and kicked the door open.

There were several tables scattered around the room, and on the tables were disemboweled children. The indigo-colored intestines were exposed, and even though there were ice cubes placed nearby to cool down, the rancid smell still attracted an overwhelming number of flies.

The children's corpses were hung out of thin air like pork in a butcher's shop. The fragments of their bodies and organs fell to the ground, leaving bloody traces that were horrifying and horrifying.

Even though Fang Weihan had seen the bloody battlefield, he was also aroused by the shocking scene in front of him and suffered severe physical discomfort.

"Why is your Highness looking like this?"

The middle-aged steward looked at him mockingly.

"Their parents have sold them to me, so their lives are part of our property, and we have the final say on how to deal with them."

"Instead of living a life that is worse than death, it would be better for us to step in and send them to a blissful death. What do you think, Your Highness?"

Fang Weihan took out the photo stone, recorded everything here, and then closed the door to the room.

He really couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

Fang Weihan asked: "Is there anyone eating human flesh in Changming City?"

"What do you think, Your Highness?" the middle-aged steward said with a smile. "When a man is less profitable as labor than as food, what else do we keep him for? Charity?"

"Our Uehara Wang family never does charity."

Fang Weihan was silent for a long time.

Facing the eyes of the other two fifth-level monks and the many Hakka people outside the courtyard, Fang Weihan asked the middle-aged steward:

"Your surname is Wang? Are you a member of the Uehara Wang clan?"

"Yes." The middle-aged steward was a little confused, "I don't know, Your Highness..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt severe pain in his waist and abdomen.

Under his horrified gaze, Fang Weihan slowly twisted the Lumen Sword stuck at his waist. The blade of the sword rotated in his abdomen, and the internal organs and turbid blood flowed down the blood trough.

"you you!"

He stared at Fang Weihan with a look of hatred and disbelief.

"Beast, go to hell."

Fang Weihan whispered, and star flames ignited on the sword's edge, turning his body into ashes.

The steward's horrific screams were so horrifying that everyone in the courtyard was still in shock and had no idea what was going on.

The star flames burned away his body, leaving only a bloody head.

Fang Weihan kicked the head away, rolled around on the ground twice, and finally landed in front of many guests of the Uehara Wang family.

"Oh!"

Brilliant white flames exploded in mid-air, like the furious roar of a divine beast.

Heavy footsteps sounded from far to near, and a large number of heavily armed East Palace Guards and soldiers poured into the street, heavily surrounding the courtyard.

"Inform the general, the troops in front of the right hall have been assembled and are ready to fight at any time."

Chen Yuxian, wearing gray and white armor, walked over vigorously and kneeled respectfully on one knee in front of Fang Weihan.

"Collect evidence, protect young children, clear the site, and take over the garrison."

Fang Weihan said lightly.

"Where is the messenger?"

"exist!"

The messenger carrying the flag trotted to Fang Weihan.

"Instruct the East Palace Guards to lead the main camp, assemble the entire army, fully armed, and surround the Uehara Wang family's residence. No one is allowed to be released without my order."

"...Here!"

After the ordering soldier was stunned for a moment, he still resolutely carried out Fang Weihan's order.

"His Royal Highness Prince Guangling, please think twice!"

The five-turn and five-element monk from the Uehara Wang clan said anxiously.

Fang Weihan has some impression that this person should be a master from Qinghuo Academy who once taught him his subjects.

"Mobilizing the army to surround the mansion of aristocratic families is something that cannot be done. Once the army is mobilized, it will be a big mistake! Does Your Highness want to see the contradiction between the kings and ministers of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the internal discord?"

Fang Weihan chuckled and said, "Teacher, after reading the books of sages, do you think such atrocities as cannibalism are acceptable?"

"This……"

The master was speechless.

"We can tolerate the aristocratic family trampling on the dignity of the people. We can also tolerate the aristocratic family grabbing the interests of the people. Now the aristocratic family wants to treat the people as livestock, slaughter and trade, should we still tolerate it?"

Fang Weihan asked loudly.

He raised the photo stone in his hand towards the master.

"Master, do you think that if I announce the image of this image stone to the world, how many people will be on the side of the Uehara Wang family?"

Fang Weihan's voice was cold and cruel.

"They must pay today for the atrocities of the past."

He walked toward the door step by step.

When Fang Weihan was about to cross the threshold, the speechless master gritted his teeth, then stretched out his hand and shouted:

"Your Highness, the aristocratic family is half the pillar of the empire and the foundation of the great Zhou Dynasty. With this reckless use of weapons, does Your Highness want to destroy the thousand-year-old foundation laid by Emperor Taizu in one fell swoop?"

"I hope His Highness will take back his life!"

The master knelt down on the ground with great dignity and kowtowed heavily to Fang Weihan.

Fang Weihan did not look back, but turned sideways and cast a cold glance:
"Aristocratic families are not the foundation of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and they never have been."

He didn't look back, held the sword at his waist, and strode out of the door.

"Assemble in front of the palace!"

Fang Weihan turned over and mounted his horse, raising the whip in his hand.

He looked down at these silent Dazhou warriors and saw the fire in their eyes, as well as their unwillingness and anger.

No one could remain calm after witnessing those atrocities, no one.

The power of the monarch is passed down from generation to generation, is appointed by Heaven, and is recognized by the people. But what about the aristocratic family? Why is it that the emperor has no say but that aristocratic families can dominate everything in the empire?
Why can they trade ordinary people like commodities? Why can they slaughter young children, women and children like livestock?

When the people lose even their dignity as human beings, the foundation of this empire's rule will be completely shaken.

"When I was in jail, it was the people of Changming City who spontaneously took to the streets and knelt in front of the Suzaku Gate in white clothes and plain silk. It was precisely because of their efforts that King Fang Weihan of Guangling was finally able to escape."

Fang Weihan said in a deep voice.

"Now, it's time for us to seek justice for them."

"The Uehara Wang family is cruel and unkind, and their crimes are heinous. An executioner covered in blood is not worthy of having the power to control people's life and death."

"They must get out!"

"Uehara Wang, get out of Changming City."

He shouted loudly, arousing the crowd's anger.

"Uehara Wang, get out of Changming City!"

Thousands of people were angry together, and the sound was loud and powerful.

On September 29, the 15th year of the Xianming Dynasty in the Great Zhou Dynasty, with Zedefang as the center, a huge fire ignited by Fang Weihan personally swept through Changming in an instant, detonating the entire city.

Fang Weihan knows how to be grateful.

The wave saved his life, and he responded with... a wildfire.

(End of this chapter)