Fang Kezhuang didn't know that he had been exposed, he just thought that the Crazy King of Zhejiang and Sichuan was not aware of it at all.

Tan Zizang did not break his promise. Four days later, the two thousand elite troops of the Tunwei were handed over to him. The team led by his old acquaintance Gao Zhongxia. However, Gao Zhongxia has been promoted to Qianhu.

It’s easy to do something with an acquaintance, but Fang Kezhuang still didn’t notice something wrong. Two thousand elite troops of the Tunwei got the hands, and he immediately ordered Gao Zhongxia to send someone to secretly investigate the official road between Sichuan and Nanyang.

His main goal is naturally the team that transports private salt.

Gao Zhongxia naturally knew what this guy wanted to do.

Just kidding, if you want to deal with the little prince, you are afraid you don’t know. I’ve long been the little prince’s person!

He had already received the instructions from the little prince and gave this guy a small surprise first.

Soon, he found out!

A very long convoy was sending salt to Nanyang under the banner of Sichuan Salt Ketiju.

Fang Kezhuang was so excited when he received the news. He immediately took Gao Zhongxia and two thousand Tunwei elites and bit them up.

This convoy is indeed very long, just like the one he blocked in Zhejiang and Sichuan City. However, what is strange is that the one who protects the salt on both sides of the convoy is not the white-rod soldiers, but the whole guard.

He lay on the high mountain, looked for a while, and couldn't help but whisper: "General Gao, what's going on? Haven't they been using white pole soldiers to protect salt?"

Are you afraid that you are just thinking about taking revenge on the little prince?

I don’t know this!

A trace of contempt flashed in Gao Zhongxia's eyes, but on the surface he quickly replied: "Sir, I heard that Liaodong is in a tight position, and the white-rod soldiers may have to go to support at any time, so they will not take over the task of protecting salt."

It turns out that this is the case. Bai Gan Bing did not come and could not be cleaned up together. It was a bit regretful. However, as long as the Prince of Zhejiang and this guy’s father-in-law were caught, he did not come specifically to clean up Bai Gan Bing.

Two teams, one in front and one behind, walked east for half a day and finally entered the Nanyang territory.

However, what is strange is that after entering the Nanyang territory, the team transporting salt did not turn to the northwest Zhejiang County, but instead headed eastward to the official road leading to Nanyang Prefecture City.

What's going on?

Fang Kezhuang was stunned. He didn't go to Zhejiang and Sichuan, so how could he catch the Prince of Zhejiang and Sichuan?

He thought about it and let it go. If they followed the troops to Nanyang Prefecture City and another group of troops sent private salt to Zhejiang and Sichuan at this time, that would be fucked.

Moreover, it is possible that the official salt is transported along the way, not private salt. If he wants to rush up and block the person, it will be embarrassing.

So he immediately ordered Gao Zhongxia to send a few scouts to follow the crowd to see where they went. Then, he took the large army back to Yunyang.

Not to mention, within two days, another team of salt transporters appeared on the official road from Sichuan to Nanyang.

However, this team is a bit small, more than half smaller than the previous team.

Fang Kezhuang was already impatient. No matter how big the team he was, I would follow up first.

Two teams, one in front and one behind, walked east for half a day, and finally entered the Nanyang territory again.

This time, the team did not disappoint him anymore. After entering the Nanyang territory, the team turned north and entered the official road leading to Zhejiang and Sichuan.

Finally caught, hahahahahahaha.

Fang Kezhuang was so excited that he almost laughed to the sky.

Two teams, one after another, headed northwest, and the team transporting salt in front finally entered Zhejiangchuan County.

Fang Kezhuang and his men waited outside the city for about a quarter of an hour, and the scouts sent into the city reported that the salt transport team had already arrived outside the Fan family warehouse and began to unload the goods.

Wow hahahahahahahaha.

Fang Kezhuang couldn't help but howl excitedly: "Run with me, rush in, block them, come and get a personal stolen goods!"

So, the people of Zhejiang and Sichuan saw another magical scene.

In front, a "big team" of hundreds of people was escorting salt into the city. In less than a quarter of an hour, another team of thousands rushed in and surrounded them!

The Chuanzhongtunwei who was escorting Jingyan was stunned.

What's going on? Why are you surrounded by your own people?

Fang Kezhuang came to the front of the team, looked at the carriage that transported salt, then looked at the warehouse of the Fan family, and couldn't help but howl excitedly: "Listen, I am the salt inspector of the Censorate, I know the truth. I will put down my weapons and stand aside, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

The Salt Censor?

After hearing this, several hundred households in the central Sichuan guards looked at each other for no reason. In the end, as they said, they asked their subordinates to throw their weapons to the ground and lined up neatly.

This guy is afraid that his mind is in trouble, and they are escorting the serious official salt!

As the team escorted the Yanketi Department officials saw this, they walked up calmly and bowed: "I wonder why lords want to surround us?"

snort!

I'm still here to dress up with me.

Fang Kezhuang waved without hesitation: "Come, take it down."

Take it and take it.

Gao Zhongxia waved his hand without hesitation, and several elite troops in the Tun Guard rushed forward like wolves and tigers, pressing the official of the Salt Department to the ground, and tied them up.

Fang Kezhuang looked at the timid shopkeeper of the Fan family again, and waved without hesitation again: "That, I'm tied up too."

This time, Gao Zhongxia's elite Tunwei under his command were much more polite. They didn't press anyone to the ground, but just asked someone to stretch out his hands and tie them up randomly.

Maybe they think this person is a weak old man.

Fang Kezhuang didn't care much either.

Now that the scene is completely under control, it is time to start checking.

He waved his hand and howled again, "Come on, go up and check the ticket number, call it salt!"

He said this to the entourage and the yamen runners he brought, and the Tunwei would not do this job.

Hearing this, his two confidants rushed up with more than a dozen yamen runners, collected the account book, salt quotation number, etc., and then took out the large scale and started weighing salt.

They worked hard for a long time, and finally a burst of horse hooves came from the opposite side.

The Prince of Zhejiang Chuan rushed over with a few guards in anger, pointed at Fang Kezhuang and cursed: "Fang Kezhuang, what do you mean? You can't get along with me again and again!"

When Fang Kezhuang heard this, he couldn't help but laugh at him: "What do you mean? He also got the stolen goods and asked me what he meant? Do you think you can hide for a while?"

Zhu Qizhu seemed to be so angry that he was a little crazy. His face was distorted and he gritted his teeth and said, "Whoever gets the stolen goods? The house is strong. Don't swear. Don't think that I don't know that you have collected the money from the Zhang family and want to frame me on purpose!"

Did I take your money?

You are still brave enough to be crazy at this time.

Fang Kezhuang roared angrily: "Come on, please surround this madman first, don't let him run away!"

Surrounded?

Then surround it!

Gao Zhongxia waved his hand without hesitation and personally brought hundreds of people over to the King of Zhejiang and Chuan and several guards in the middle.

There were more and more people watching the fun around, and everyone couldn't help but talk and point and poke.

Fang Kezhuang was so proud. This time, he finally took revenge. After that, I will humiliate you in front of these ordinary people, and then tie you up and you to shame you to death!

He was thinking about it, a confidant in charge of checking salt suddenly came up and bowed dejectedly: "Sir, there is no problem with the salt ticket number, and no problem with salt. This is official salt!"

Fang Kezhuang said in a daze: "What? How is it possible? Haven't you weighed half of it? Keep weighing it!"

The follower said helplessly: "Sir, don't weigh it. The salt quotation number is 40,000 kilograms. We weigh half of it, exactly 20,000 kilograms."

Zhu Qizhuo was so angry that he cursed: "You dog official, you said you confiscated other people's money. You are clearly trying to make a fuss out of nothing and frame me!"

This may be nothing to say, cursing corrupt officials. People are already greedy and will not feel any dissatisfaction in their hearts. However, Qingliu, who is used to curse Qingliu, is a little unbearable.

Fang Kezhuang replied angrily: "You said that I was slandering, but you were slandering. The last time you sold several times more private salt than this. Do you think I don't know?"

Zhu Qizhua replied in anger: "You are empty words, no one can say that? Do you think I don't know that you are just a corrupt official who pretends to be a clean stream. You are using the reason for the patrol, and I don't know how much you have been greedy!"

Ahhhh, I'm so angry!

Fang Kezhuang said furiously: "You don't want you to be a prince to be lawless and act recklessly. If I don't believe it, I can't cure you!"

"you!"

Zhu Qizhe pointed at Fang Kezhuang and seemed to be cursing something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he rolled his eyes and fell off the horse with a "slam". He fell on the stone slab street, and there was a splash of blood on the ground, slowly spreading!

"Ah, look, the prince fainted again!"

The people around immediately exclaimed.
Chapter completed!