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Chapter 419 Cross-examination



Chapter 419 Cross-examination

After making up his mind, Huang Chunsheng calmed down and personally called his confidants in. The two of them supported the drunk Lin Dejiang and walked towards the camp next door.

When we reached the edge of the camp, we were stopped.

Huang Chunsheng remained calm and said with a smile, "Your head Lin and I are old friends. We haven't seen each other for a few years, so we had a few drinks today. Your head Lin hasn't had any wine from his hometown in a few years, so he drank a few more and got a little drunk. Let me take your head Lin away so that I can rest assured that he has settled down."

The two men who were blocking Huang Chunsheng looked at each other and took a step back.

Huang Chunsheng was overjoyed and gave a wink to his confidant. The two of them helped the person walk slowly inside.

Because he knew what was going on, Huang Chunsheng didn't dare to look around.

After helping Lin Dejiang back to his carriage, Huang Chunsheng turned around and got off the carriage.

He saw several strong men with unique temperaments not far away, looking at him warily.

He gritted his teeth, thinking that wealth and honor come at the cost of risk, and walked a few steps to the strong men and said loudly: "Huang Chunsheng, the head of Fusheng Commercial Bank in Nanyue County, wishes to see Master Fu——"

As he said this, he bowed deeply.

After hearing what Huang Chunsheng said, the faces of those strong men changed immediately. They drew out the steel knives at their waists and pointed them at him with murderous intent.

Huang Chunsheng couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and his legs began to tremble. If it weren't for his strong will, he would have collapsed to the ground at this moment.

After a long while, a man came over, glanced at Huang Chunsheng, and nodded: "Mr. Huang, right? Let's go, our master agrees to see you."

Huang Chunsheng was so happy that his heart was pounding almost jumping out of his chest.

I tried my luck and followed the man inside.

At this moment, in Lin Dejiang's carriage, Lin Dejiang, who was snoring loudly and unconscious, turned over and opened his eyes. His eyes were very clear and there was no sign of drunkenness at all.

Listening to the noise outside, Lin Dejiang let out a long sigh with a complicated look in his eyes.

That Lord Fu was really good at predicting things. He had only spoken a few words to Huang Chunsheng when Lord Fu called him over. After asking a few questions, he concluded that Huang Chunsheng might ask him about the situation.

He also instructed that if Huang Chunsheng wanted to find out, he should pretend to be drunk and half-heartedly reveal his identity.

Lin Dejiang was somewhat reluctant at the time. Wouldn't this give Huang Chunsheng an opportunity?

But when he saw Lord Fu's young but indifferent face and his eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, his reluctance immediately disappeared, and he stood at attention and agreed without hesitation.

Now seeing that everything was just as Lord Fu had expected, Lin Dejiang felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if someone was gloating just like me.

Of course, what is more important is the fear of Fu Zhiyi from the bottom of his heart.

This Lord Fu is so young, yet so cunning and calculating. Will he be a good or bad person after arriving in Nanyue County?

He didn't dare to think too much. Just then, the alcohol started to take over him. He burped and became drowsy.

Huang Chunsheng was brought to a simple tent.

This tent looks simple from the outside, but when you walk inside you will find that it is indeed simple.

It's just a simple arrangement of a table and two chairs.

The man sitting on the chair was handsome and simply sat there with a book in his hand. His elegant demeanor was like that of a noble gentleman, and people were so captivated by his demeanor that they completely ignored the surrounding environment.

Huang Chunsheng thought he had traveled a lot and had seen a lot, but this was the first time he had seen a nobleman who just sat there and made people feel ashamed of himself.

For a moment, he didn't even dare to breathe. He stood at the door of the tent, helpless, not knowing whether to go in or immediately bow down and salute.

Fortunately, Fu Zhiyi did not let Huang Chunsheng choose.

He raised his eyes calmly and said, "Come in."

The voice was cold, but it made Huang Chunsheng bend his waist even lower.

After entering the tent timidly, Fu Zhiyi raised his hand and said, "Sit down."

Huang Chunsheng thanked him again and again before carefully placing half of his butt on the edge of the stool.

He swallowed hard, and was originally full of confidence, but now he was speechless and couldn't utter a word for a long time.

It was Fu Zhiyi who spoke up: "Are you from Nanyue County?"

Huang Chunsheng quickly stood up and replied, "Yes, I was born and raised in Nanyue County."

Fu Zhiyi gently threw the scroll in his hand onto the table next to him, rubbed his temple, and spoke slowly: "Tell me about the situation in Nanyue County——"

Huang Chunsheng was startled and tried to answer with all his strength.

This conversation went back to midnight.

It was late at night and everything was quiet outside except for the occasional cries of crows, the whistling of the mountain wind, and the sound of people talking in the distance.

Huang Chunsheng's back was covered in cold sweat over and over again.

This Lord Fu looks young, but his actions don't seem naive, but rather somewhat experienced.

From the terrain of South Vietnam, the nearby mountains, and local products, to how the people make a living, to maritime trade, docks, and fisheries, nothing is left out.

Even though he was a native of the local area, he was still sweating profusely after being asked so many questions. There were many things he couldn't answer at the moment.

Mr. Fu didn't rush you, but just waited quietly for you to think.

Those cold eyes looked at you, without the slightest thought of making up stories.

Huang Chunsheng was already feeling a little regretful at this moment. Is the threshold for seeking refuge so high?

Lord Fu seemed to be still unsatisfied, and Huang Chunsheng felt that his brain had been drained and he was already wailing in his heart.

A young beauty, dressed very differently from the local South Vietnamese people, lifted the curtain and walked in.

Huang Chunsheng’s first reaction was, could this be the county lady who was about to pay her respects?

The young beauty bowed and said, "Fourth Master, Fourth Mistress asked me to ask you something. It's getting late and you should rest. If you have any questions, you will have a long time to live. Don't stay up late—"

It turned out to be a girl.

As expected of a maidservant by the County Lady's side, she was even more impressive than the family of the Nanyue County Magistrate that Huang Chunsheng had seen before.

However, he didn't dare to look at it for too long. He just took a quick glance and then tactfully stepped aside, lowered his head, and pretended that he didn't exist.

Then Huang Chunsheng saw that the aura of Master Fu, who had always been stern and even apathetic, softened, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Go back and tell your fourth grandmother that I will be back soon."

The girl received the order, lifted the curtain and went out.

Fu Zhiyi also stood up: "I forgot the time for a moment, and I am sorry to have tired Mr. Huang -"

Huang Chunsheng quickly bowed and said, "It is my great honor to be able to help you, sir. How dare I say that I am tired of you?"

Fu Zhiyi nodded and said, "Thank you for troubling me today, Master Huang. It's getting late, Master Huang, please go back and rest for a while. If I have some free time tomorrow, I can talk to you about the local customs and people, which would be great."


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