Fang Lihui put a smile on his face, but still looked cynical, "As long as Miss Zhen is not afraid of damaging the reputation of Qianjinfang, I am not afraid of damaging the reputation of the Fang family."
"Famous?" Fang Zilan chuckled, "What is that? I can create it, and I can destroy it."
Hearing this, Li Shengxuan couldn't help but said: "If the truth can be found out, it will not be difficult for the Fang family or Qianjinfang to clear their names. What is difficult is that you just said that you would not let go of the people behind Yin Quanzhang. What is this? meaning?"
"I know your people are trapped." Fang Zilan said quietly: "But my people are not."
"What do you mean?" Li Shengxuan and Fang Lihui asked in unison, but Fang Zilan did not answer. She just looked in the direction of the door and said loudly: "Since we are here, let's come in."
Li Shengxuan and Fang Lihui looked at each other, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes. However, Fang Zilan glanced at them and said, "Please help yourself. There are some words that you cannot listen to."
Before she could finish her words, she saw Ming Xiang pushing open the door and bringing a man behind her - none other than Lin Jian, the bodyguard leader who had gone to Linjia Village with her during the plague.
Only then did Li Shengxuan and Fang Lihui realize that Fang Zilan had other plans, and that there were not only Mingxiang but also others around her. But the expulsion order had been issued, and it was hard for them to stay much longer.
Since Lin Jian walked into the guest room, he stared at Fang Zilan with red eyes, as if he wanted to stare a hole in her.
Fang Zilan still sat upright until everyone else in the room left and only she and Lin Jian were left, then she said: "You're all here, let's sit down and talk."
Lin Jian clenched his fists and slowly sat opposite Fang Zilan, "Are you really..."
"In this world, who else knows about your ten-year agreement with Duke Xian Yue, except Duke Xian Yue himself?" Fang Zilan interrupted Lin Jian's words and slapped the plum sword on the table, " Even if you don’t recognize me, you should still recognize this sword, right?”
"You're not dead?" Lin Jian's voice was trembling, and Fang Zilan nodded slightly, "I'm not dead, but I couldn't fulfill the ten-year agreement with you. I didn't kill King Rongan."
She said with a self-deprecating smile, "Even, I don't want him to die like this."
"You didn't kill King Rongan, then who..." Lin Jian stopped suddenly in the middle of his words.
Fang Zilan poured a cup of tea and handed it to Lin Jian, "Sure enough, King Rongan did not die of illness."
Master Liaoyuan sat upright and said: "When the poor monk was burning incense this morning, he saw the fragrance mist shaped like lotus flowers. He thought it was a distinguished guest coming, so he prepared tea here to wait for the guests."
Fang Zilan didn't speak, just picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Mo Han on the side also took a sip of tea like her.
"Master's tea is indeed good." Fang Zilan slowly put down the tea cup, "But..."
She didn't say any more. Master Liaoyuan smiled slightly and said, "Master Fang, you might as well just say it."
"Although this tea is good, it is picked at the wrong time, so it will inevitably taste astringent." Fang Zilan said lightly: "If we wait patiently for a few days, we can get the spring tea, and then cook it like this, it will be excellent."
"This tea was sent by His Majesty." Master Liaoyuan still had a smile on his face, "I really didn't expect Your Majesty to be so impatient."
There was something in his words, and Fang Zilan's expression tightened, "Master, what do you mean by this?"
"It's just a casual chat, Master Fang, don't be nervous." Master Lioyuan suppressed a smile and said warmly: "I wonder why Master Fang came here today?"
Fang Zilan said calmly: "Listen to the sutra and meditate."
"Master Fang has something on his mind. Even if he is listening to the scriptures, I'm afraid it will be difficult to calm down." Master Liaoyuan said: "But since Master Fang is here at Baiye Temple, the poor monk should relieve Master Fang's worries."
Fang Zilan raised her eyebrows, "I wonder how Master can relieve my worries?"
"Master Fang is a man who fights and kills. He is good at arranging troops and forming formations. He is best suited to talk over chess." Master Liaoyuan bowed and said, "Master Fang, would you like to have a game with me?"
"It's not that I don't want to." Fang Zilan looked embarrassed, "It's just that I don't know how to play chess, and I don't even know the rules well."
"It doesn't matter. Playing chess is like fighting between two armies. Lord Fang, just follow your heart." Master Liaoyuan stood up and took the chessboard and chess box over.
Fang Zilan was hesitant, and Master Liaoyuan smiled slightly and said, "Master Fang is acting as if he is facing a formidable enemy, which makes a poor monk seem reckless."
"Master, you are serious." Fang Zilan took a chess box and put it at hand, reached out and took out a chess piece, holding it tightly in his hand.
"That's all, I don't want to make things difficult for Master Fang." Master Lioyuan looked at Mo Han and said, "If Master Fang really doesn't want to, you can ask Mr. Mo next to you to help."
"Help?" Fang Zilan was stunned and blurted out: "Master, are you going to fight one against two?"
Master Liaoyuan nodded slightly, "It's not a bad idea."
Fang Zilan laughed dumbly, "Master may not know that my cousin has been in chess since he was a child and dare not say he is proficient in chess, but..."
She suddenly stopped mid-sentence and changed her voice, "It doesn't matter whether we win or lose in our heart-to-heart talk. It's because I'm rigid. Now that the master has spoken, Mo Han, please come with me."
After saying this, she placed the chess box between the two of them, and Master Liaoyuan said, "Please."
Fang Zilan placed the first piece without any hesitation. Master Liao Yuan immediately placed the piece, and Mo Han twisted one piece and placed it next to her.
Among the three, Fang Zilan made the quickest move, almost every time without thinking. After Mo Han met Master Yuan, he would make up for any deficiencies, so he was the slowest one to make moves.
As for Master Liaoyuan, although the first few moves were a little slower, he did not rush or slow in the subsequent moves, maintaining his own rhythm and being quite leisurely.
In less than an hour, the chessboard was filled with three people. Fang Zilan took a deep breath and was about to remove the losing chess piece, but was stopped by Master Yuan.
Fang Zilan retracted her hand, raised her eyes and looked over, "Master, do you think the situation is anxious and there is no need to fight anymore?"
"One is that the situation is indeed tense. The other is..." Master Lioyuan paused as he spoke, "The poor monk already knows the thoughts of Lord Fang and Young Master Mo, and has no intention of fighting again."
"Oh?" Fang Zilan's eyes flashed with curiosity, "Master, please give me some advice."
"Master Fang has a strong mind and grasps the overall situation properly. Mr. Mo is meticulous and pays attention to the details." Master Liaoyuan sighed: "You two cooperate well, I am ashamed of myself."
"It's very rare for a master to fight one against two." Fang Zilan said apologetically: "Mo Han and I bullied the minority with the greater number. Even if we win, we won't win with force."
"Master Fang is a little more focused on winning." Master Liaoyuan said noncommittally: "On the battlefield, chasing victory is the norm. But if it is left to normal times, there is no need to be too obsessed with winning. People have no permanent momentum, and water has no permanent shape. Eight The winner is the winner and the loser is the winner."
