.Fan's goods store.” Wang Fu finally remembered the origin of this old man. The head of the Fan's goods store, the eight imperial merchants enthroned by the Qing Dynasty. When he ordered Yin Hongsheng and Sun Kexian to cut off the retreat of the people, he also let the two disguised themselves as the Fan's goods store's goods team to easily capture Shanhaiguan.

Thinking of who the person in front of him, Wang Fu's face suddenly changed and his eyes became louder. These eight imperial merchants rely on the Ming Dynasty's ban on borders to monopolize the traders of Manchu and Mongolia to get rich. It can be said that every part of their wealth was covered with the flesh and blood of ordinary people in the Ming Dynasty. Although they did not kill people directly with swords and arrows, almost 70% of the arrows used to kill people, the iron used to build weapons and armor, the medicinal materials for Manchu's injuries and treatment were transported from the mainland by these eight families.

He was looked at by the emperor with such a stern look. He traveled around the world with Fan Yongdou, controlled the head of the Fan family for decades, and visited Huang Taiji, Doer and others many times. The experience of the people in front of him was the Emperor of Ming, who had turned around the Ming Dynasty with his own strength and brought the Ming Dynasty back from the bottom to the peak. It can be said that what the emperors in all dynasties could not do was made by the people in front of him. It only took five years to bless the Ming Dynasty to explain that the throne would fall into the hands of such heroes when the country was in disguise.

"The sinner Fan Yongdou met the emperor. The villain dared not ask for forgiveness from the emperor. He only asked the emperor to give up nearly a thousand family members of the Fan family for the sake of the Fan family's voluntary capture of Wu San this time. In addition, the villain is willing to give all the wealth to the emperor, just hope that Fan can have a place to live.

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Although it made Fan Yongdou feel distressed to give all his wealth, he thought well that as long as Fan can survive this disaster, with the foundation of Fan's goods business, he can become a rich man in decades.

"Oh, I wonder what you are guilty of?" Wang Fu asked leisurely, with a light of a cat playing with a mouse in his eyes. Wang Fu had already made up his mind to take Shanxi and completely eradicate it. Only now do they realize that it is too late to seek their own forgiveness. No matter how much remedy they have made, they cannot resist the evil they have committed before.

"A villain should not surrender to the Tartars. He became the Imperial Merchant of the Tartars. Before the Tartars entered the Central Plains, they should not have traded with the Tartars without authorization and sold all kinds of materials to the Tartars. It would be contrary to the court's laws and should be damned." Fan Yongdou dared not deceive each other and said honestly.

"Well, it's not bad. Since you can still recognize your mistakes, I will give you a chance. Tell me, what happened to you who can capture Wu Sangui alive?"

Fan Yongdou was overjoyed. The level of the eight families finally passed. He quickly explained the plan discussed by the eight families, and finally said: "Don't worry, the eight families have the same energy and skills, with more than 4,000 servants, and have already told them two generals. As long as the villain sends a signal, the city can move immediately, and ensure that Wu Sangui is captured alive and a complete Taiyuan City is given to the emperor."

Wang Fu asked curiously: "How do you send a signal in my army?"

"This also requires the support of the emperor. As long as the emperor stops firing artillery during the attack interval between the middle, the people in the city will know."

Wang Fu said oh, and then he realized that Fan Yongdou had a good idea. If the conditions were agreed, there was naturally no need to use cannons. If the conditions were not agreed, these eight families would probably only fight with Wu Sangui to the end. Although the army could still conquer Taiyuan in the end, it would definitely take more effort and save time and effort to win. Wang Fu naturally would not refuse.

"Okay. I can promise you that I will send an order and call the gold." Wang Fu made a quick decision. He withdrew his troops earlier. He could die less, and he would die less.

"Dang.dang.dang." The sound of gold sounding in the Ming army formation came. At this time, the Ming army had occupied the city walls many times and was advancing layer by layer. He was puzzled when he heard the sound of gold sounding. However, he still retreated like flowing water. The Wu army on the city was fighting the difficulties. When he saw the Ming army retreating, he breathed a sigh of relief. They did not dare to chase them. Instead, they retreated slowly, for fear that the Ming army's artillery shells would fall.

What made the Wu army strange was that the Ming army retreated only a few hundred steps and stopped. The cannons did not sound. Wu Sangui had to order part of the Wu army to keep it at the top of the city to prevent the Ming army from robbing the city suddenly.

After about cup of tea, the Ming army still showed no sign of firing. Wu Sangui was a little confused at the city and asked Fang Xianting: "Mr. Fang, the Ming army did not attack and retreat, and did not retreat. Is there any conspiracy?"

Fang Xianting frowned. The Ming army obviously had enough strength to attack. Why didn't he attack? It's just that he was not a god, so he could not think of anything in a short time. He could only say: "Prince, regardless of whether the Ming army has a conspiracy or not, we just need to wait for it."

Wu Sangui nodded, and that was the only way. However, he didn't see with his own eyes that he was worried after all, so he walked towards the city. Guo Zhuangtu hurriedly stopped Wu Sangui and said, "Prince, the city is dangerous."

"Get out of the way, I started working as a general in my teens, and I still live well until now. There is no such easy danger."

Guo Zhuangtu had no choice but to give way and let go. He was secretly anxious and said that he would launch a surprise attack under the city. But now Wu Sangui has come to the top of the city. If the plan is affected, it will be over. He blamed Fan Yongkang for not coming yet.

Sangui had just stepped on the city wall to check, and a cheer came from below. Wu Sanfur said to a personal soldier: "Go and see, what's going on?"

"Yes." A personal soldier ran down quickly and came happily after a while: "Go back to the prince, it was Mr. Fan who came with a group of servants to come to work hard." After fighting for a long time, the steamed buns I ate in the morning had been digested. When everyone was hungry and thirsty, they were happy when they encountered the Fan family coming to work hard. No wonder they cheered.

Wu Sangui nodded. It was not the first time that the eight royal merchants used the Fan family as their territory to work hard. With them, they could also increase the morale of the defenders.

Soon, many Fan family servants carried large buckets and small buckets to the top of the city. In addition to the white buns, there were also cooked beef cut into about two taels of 1. Some of the house servants carried golden hot water, and there were many knuckle-shaped strips under the bucket.

Smelling the fragrance of white flour steamed buns and beef, Wu Jun, who was on the top of the city, rushed towards the servants who were carrying food, and shouted: "Give me one, give me one."

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, both, both, all." The servants replied happily, divided into two groups, one of whom stuffed steamed buns and cooked beef into dirty hands, and the other took out a bowl and scooped a bowl of golden water from the water-filled bucket to send it out. Wu Jun held the bowl in one hand and the steamed buns and beef in the other hand, chewed it up with a few bites of steamed buns and beef, and then drank a sip of water. Wu Jun's face showed a satisfied look.

"Prince, drink a bowl. This licorice water is the best to quench thirst and refresh your spirit." Fan Yongkang brought several servants to Wu Sangui with a bucket. Fan Yongkang personally scooped a bowl of water from the bucket and handed it to Wu Sangui.

When Wu Sangui smelled the unique sweetness of licorice, he felt a dry and itchy throat. He couldn't help but reach out to take the big bowl and drank it. Licorice cooled and quenched thirst, which was suitable for summer drinking. Although it has passed, the weather has become hot these days. After drinking a bowl of licorice water, Wu Sangui felt as if he had eaten ginseng fruit, and his whole body felt comfortable.

After the Fan family headed up to the city wall, Fang Xianting always felt something was wrong, but he didn't know where the wrong thing came from. The Fan family was the eight great emperors and Shangzhi, and he also supported the King of Pingxi. It was common to donate grain and goods, and it was not the first time that the military was working. Where did this wrong thing come from?

Seeing the Fan family sending steamed buns, beef and licorice water to the Wu army with a smile, Fang Xianting finally felt that something was wrong? That is, these servants did not have a trace of fear. Yes, it was a fear. Even when he accompanied King Pingxi on the city wall, he was afraid that the Ming army's shells would fall from the sky. There was no reason why these Fan family members kept smiling even though they knew that the shells might fall at any time. Sui Fei and others were not afraid of death. Is it possible?

"Prince, be careful..." Fang Xianting's words stopped halfway, and he saw Wu Sangui putting down an empty bowl, and his heart felt cold. It was over. If there was really a problem with the Fan family, it would be impossible to save it.

"Mr. Fang, why are you careful?" Wu Sangui asked in confusion.

"Prince, we have been in the city for too long. Be careful of the Ming army's shells." Fang Xianting said, and he could only hope that he had guessed wrong.

Wu Sangui put down his empty bowl and looked at the city several times. The Ming army under the city still had no movement. More than a hundred cannons stopped two miles away and aimed directly at the city wall. However, no Ming army was seen around the cannon. Wu Sangui said lightly: "Mr. Fang is worried too much, so it's okay.

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"Mr. Fang, how about you?" Fan Yongkang scooped a bowl of water again and stretched it out to Fang Xianting, and said with a smile.

Fang Xianting was also thirsty. He always felt that Fan Yongkang's smile today was particularly false, as if he had a gloomy feeling. He took the big bowl that Fan Yongkang reached over, raised his head and rumbled, and drank it down.

Just die. Before you die, you can finally be a thirsty ghost. I didn’t have time to remind the prince that living and dying with the prince is also considered as the responsibility of a strategist. Fang Xianting thought so.

After drinking the water, Fang Xianting felt a sense of relief all over his body, and there was still the sweetness of licorice between his lips and teeth. Fang Xianting felt confused. Could it be that there was no problem with the water? At least the quality of licorice in the Fan family is indeed good. No wonder the Fan family can earn hundreds of thousands of taels of silver in a year.

Seeing Fang Xianting drinking water, Fan Yongkang's smile became even stronger. Fang Xianting suddenly said, "Mr. Fan Er, you have worked hard, why not drink a bowl by yourself?"

Fan Yongkang's smile froze and he hurriedly said, "No, the villain has just drunk it under the city."

"Well, give me a beef."

"Mr. Fang, give it." Fan Yongkang's expression relaxed and he handed over half a bag of beef.

Fang Xianting put the beef in his mouth and bit it up, and said vaguely: "Isn't this beef added with ingredients, right?"

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Chapter completed!