In the Fan Mansion in Beijing, Fan Yongshan was frowning as he listened to his subordinates' reports.

He is the younger brother of Fan Yongdou, the head of the Fan family in Shanxi. He has had a very good relationship with Fan Yongdou since he was a child. After Fan Yongdou became the head of the Fan family, he handed over the power of the Fan family in the capital to him and asked him to take care of the affairs with various dignitaries in the capital.

relation.

Fan Yongshan asked Fan Tong, the steward next to him, and said, "Do you know who the newly arrived grains in the capital belong to? Where are they shipped from?"

The housekeeper said: "Four Masters, as far as I know, these grains are shipped from Xincheng and are sold by Zhang Dabiao's Zhangjia Grain Store. They still follow the previous prices."

"It's strange. All the grain transported by water was intercepted by the Manchurian uncles in Tianjin. How could there be so much grain in the newly built place in the new city?" Fan Yongshan was depressed and couldn't figure it out. He paced back and forth in the room.

Fan Yongshan was worried and thought it was necessary to go to the Ministry of Revenue to ask, so he said to the housekeeper Fan Tongtong: "Fan Tong, you now go to Mr. Chen, a member of the Ministry of Revenue, and ask where the food is shipped from!"

Fan Tong was ordered to retire, paid six hundred taels of silver from the accounting room, and hurried to Mr. Chen's house.

Fan's residence had already been closely monitored by Li Tingbiao. As soon as Fan Tong left the house, he was stared at by seven or eight Jinyi guards.

Two-quarters of an hour later, the housekeeper Fan Tong walked out slowly from the residence of Wailang, a member of the household department. He touched the heavy silver in his arms and felt proud. He earned a hundred taels of silver in just one trip. This job

It’s so moisturizing!

Not long after Fan Tong left the Chen Mansion, he was "accidentally" bumped into by several beggars as he passed by an alley.

Fan Tong was in pain, and just about to stand up and curse, he suddenly found that these beggars had tied him up with very neat hands and feet, blocked his mouth with a ball of rags, and finally covered him with a sack.

Just resist and leave...

This operation shocked Fan Tong as the client. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He was actually tied up in broad daylight! I...

When he understood what was going on, he had been taken to a secret place. After the sack on Fan Tong's body was uncovered, his eyes suddenly lit up and he saw that he was in a strange place, with a forty-year-old man sitting on it.

People of many years.

This person was Li Tingbiao. He was smiling and speaking very kindly, saying, "You are the housekeeper of Fan Mansion, right?"

Fan Tong has been teased by his tribe many times since he was a child because of his name. He hated everyone who dared to make fun of him. When he saw the people in front of him jokingly calling his name so unscrupulously, he immediately became angry and said: "My name is Fan Tong, not a loser!"

Who are you? Dare you tie me up?"

Li Tingbiao walked towards Fan Tong slowly, his smiling face suddenly turned expressionless, and suddenly slapped Fan Tong on the face, and asked in a cold voice: "Are you my father?"

As the chief steward of the Fan Mansion, Fan Tong often hangs out in the circles of the rich and powerful due to work requirements, doing some money-making transactions, and his vision is naturally very high. At this time, he was slapped in the face and humiliated by a stranger, and he immediately said angrily: "I..."

"Pah!" Another slap in the face, Li Tingbiao still said expressionlessly: "Are you my father?"

Fan Tong was depressed. His whole body was firmly grasped. No matter how hard he tried to dodge and struggle, he could not escape the slap of the man in front of him.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Li Tingbiao became a little impatient. He turned around and slapped Fan Tong seven or eight times in a row, and then he asked unhurriedly: "Are you my father?"

At this time, Fan Tong's face was swollen like a pig's head, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He immediately surrendered, and the corners of his mouth twitched and said: "I am not your father!"

Li Tingbiao slapped him with another big mouth, and said calmly: "Why not?"

Fan Tong was stunned for a moment and completely collapsed. He closed his eyes in despair, just like a young lady who had been tortured by criminals and couldn't stand it anymore and completely resigned to her fate.

Not only Fan Tong, but also several plainclothes Jin Yiwei were confused. This Master Li must be too good!

Li Tingbiao opened his bow left and right again, slapped him eighteen times in a row, and then said calmly: "Why not? Huh?"

Fan Tong could no longer feel his mouth, and his whole head seemed to be numb. He accepted his fate and no longer resisted, closing his eyes as if he was enjoying it.

After a moment, Li Tingbiao said: "Come and talk to me about your relationship with Mr. Chen from the Department of Revenue."

Fan Tong slowly turned his head, looked at Li Tingbiao with a "hateful" look, and said vaguely: "What relationship can I have with that old man? I have no idea what you are talking about..."

Li Tingbiao was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said: "Since you, this idiot, can't remember clearly, let me help you recall it! Brothers, this idiot's memory is not very good. Please help him think about it."

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the plainclothes Jin Yiwei came to Fan Tong with a slender bamboo stick in his hand. With a bad smile on his face, he said: "Steward, let me tell you, I used to

My job is to do pedicures, but my skills are not good. I accidentally stabbed the bamboo stick into the customer's nails, so I was fired by my boss. Today, I was invited by my brother to give you a pedicure. If my skills are not good,

Jia, Butler Fan, please be patient."

"Pheasant, what nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and greet the guests!" Li Tingbiao laughed and scolded.

"Hey, here we come!" The Jin Yiwei, whose codename was Pheasant, apologized, then slowly picked up one of Fan Tong's fingers and a bamboo stick in the other hand.

After Fan Tong heard this, he kept staring at the slender bamboo stick. His hair stood up in his eyes. He was extremely frightened in his heart. His hands were trembling. His pig-headed face turned pale with fear, and he kept sweating.

dripping downwards...

Pheasant took a bamboo stick and kept drawing between Fan Tong's nails. While drawing, he did not forget to laugh at the customer a few times, but these laughter sounded like an evil spirit roaring in Fan Tong's ears.

Fan Tong wanted to pull his fingers out, but this man's hands were like iron pliers. No matter how hard Fan Tong tried, he couldn't pull them out.

But at this moment, Pheasant exerted a strong force, and the bamboo stick was inserted directly into the gap between Fan Tong's nails...

As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart. If the ancients are sincere, they will not be deceived. Fan Tong let out a fierce scream and rolled his eyes upward...

Looking at Fan Tong's miserable state, Li Tingbiao didn't even blink and said casually: "Did you remember anything? It doesn't matter if you don't. I'm not in a hurry. You can think about it slowly. We have plenty of solutions.

, these are just appetizers, there are one hundred and seven delicacies waiting for you to taste!"

Fan Tong listened to Li Tingbiao's unhurried words as if they were a reminder. Especially when he heard the last sentence, Fan Tong was so frightened that he peed in an instant and his feet got wet all over.

He looked at Li Tingbiao and said tremblingly: "One hundred and eight sets of tortures, you... are you Jin Yiwei??"

"Oh, not bad! You also know our Jinyiwei's set menu!" The plainclothes Jinyiwei codenamed Shan Ji picked up a new bamboo stick, waved it in front of Fan Tong's eyes for a few times, and then picked up Fan Tong again.

One of his fingers used a bamboo stick to draw between Fan Tong's nails again and again.

At this time, Fan Tong's upper and lower teeth kept chattering, his whole body was trembling, and his mouth was moving a little, and he said tremblingly: "Sir...Sir, I...

..I...I say, I say anything!”
Chapter completed!