The much-anticipated lottery draw has finally begun.

Fang Zheng was afraid that the old men would be tired from standing, so he specially arranged a few seats.

The attitude between Li Yansong and Zheng Qiao was pretty good, but Zhang Dong always looked angry when they met him.

Fang Zhengyi didn't care at all, that's how the ancients did!

How can I, a motivated young man, compete with him??

In the lottery box, tens of thousands of pieces of paper flew wildly, and a tacit understanding formed a sound wave under the stage.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!..."

Although everyone was surprised by this magical transparent box at first, no one cares about it now. What everyone cares about more is the lottery tickets in the box.

The host's hand shaking the handle began to move slowly.

Soon the flying pieces of paper in the box returned to calm.

Then the host took out a sepak takraw ball and shouted to the audience: "To show fairness, whoever gets the sepak takraw ball will go on stage to draw a lottery!"

After saying that, he threw the sepak takraw ball into the crowd.

There was a lot of competition in the audience, and a lucky spectator was soon selected to take the sepak takraw ball on stage to draw the prize.

The host said loudly again: "Come, let our lucky audience talk about his feelings..."

"Hurry up!" "Stop the ink stains!" "Don't let me see you on the street!"

All kinds of garbage flew onto the stage, and it was about to get out of control.

The host dragged the lottery winner directly to the lottery box.

“Start the draw!!!!”

Under the constant urging of the audience, the fifty fifth prizes were soon drawn, and the fourth and third prizes were drawn one after another.

When it came to the second prize, the host still wanted to create suspense. The angry audience rushed to the stage and almost beat him up. Fortunately, Zhang Biao took action in time to avoid causing an accident.

At this time, Li Yansong and the other three stopped pretending, took out their winning tickets and stared at the lottery box with great energy.

When the host read out the first and second prizes aloud, there was a huge sound of disappointment in the audience, and there were shouts and curses.

For a moment, the host's mother and pieces of paper were flying all over the sky.

Li Yansong and Zheng Qiao lowered their heads to study the lottery tickets.

"This is how many times I'm counting...Oh, I'm getting old, and my memory is really bad."

"Mr. Li, this is the fifth time."

"Oh, then I missed"

Zhang Dongxiang on the side did not join the two of them and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"I...I won! First prize!"

Fang Zheng leaned over and took a look.

"Ah! It's really the first prize! Congratulations, Mr. Zhang. Come on, redeem your prize now."

Zhang Dongxiang said with a straight face: "It's a joke! It's just Xiao Daoer. I am not a profit-seeking person like you! Donate the money!"

Am I only interested in profit? The old man is even more enthusiastic! If I don’t ask you to be a human being today, should I still call you Fang Zhengyi?

Fang Zheng turned around and jumped onto the stage: "Now we, the lucky first prize winner from the public restroom, are invited to give a winning speech!"

The audience that had begun to disperse slowly looked towards the stage again after hearing this, their eyes shining with curiosity.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dongxiang immediately looked at Fang Zhengyi in horror, and his mouth seemed to be shouting: "What do you want to do?"

If you really go up there, do you still have to be a human being?

How will you stay in the court from now on?

The two old faces of Li Yansong and Zheng Qiao were also wrinkled into chrysanthemums. It would be fine if the young people did not respect the old people, but they would rather die.

Li Yansong hurriedly took two steps forward. The platform was too small and shouted to Fang Zheng in a low voice: "Okay! Mr. Fang, it's almost done! You have something to say!"

Fang Zheng glanced at Zhang Dongxiang and saw that his old face was red with suppressed anger, and sneered: "Okay, they are all my seniors, so they should give you face."

Then he said loudly: "Okay! Okay! Let's all disperse. The winner fainted from happiness and can't talk anymore!"

"Tsk~~" Everyone heard the words and made disdainful sounds, turned around and dispersed.

"Mr. Zhang! Gong Zhang! Wake up!" Zheng Qiao kept shouting from the crowd who was pinching Zhang Dongxiang.

I was so excited by Fang Zheng that I actually fainted without falling over!

Fang Zhengyi was also afraid that the old man would die, so he quickly called the doctor stationed at the scene. Fortunately, he was not seriously injured and he was rescued quickly.

Zhang Dongxiang, who woke up, pointed at Fang Zhengyi and gasped: "You and I... have no enmity... why do you want to... harm... me!"

"Ah, yes, yes! This junior is not thoughtful enough, so I apologize to you!" After saying this, Fang Zhengyi bowed to him respectfully.

Zhang Dongxiang wanted to continue to say a few words, but he was choked and put down his hand angrily.

Li Yansong and Zheng Qiao looked at each other.

This Fang Zhengyi is so evil... There is no logic at all in his actions?

In fact, Fang Zheng didn't think about anything else. The old man can be funny.

He's not a sinner. He doesn't have any bad intentions except for being harsh. He seems to have a bad heart. He covered his heart and kept breathing in the court. If he plays too hard, he will be punished by God...

Then Fang Zheng said: "You three are here to prepare carriages and horses. Today's party is over. I can arrange carriages to take the three seniors home."

Li Yansong raised his hand and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fang... We will prepare it."

"Master! Master! Something bad is going to happen!"

Li Yansong was interrupted before he could finish his words, and he saw a man dressed as a nurse running towards Fang Zhengyi.

Fang Zheng immediately became nervous when he saw this. This person was the nurse who accompanied Li Yuanzhao when he went out.

He quickly said: "What's wrong? Tell me quickly!"

"Li... Mr. Li has been kidnapped. The robber asked me to bring you a message, asking you to go to him to redeem him!" The nurse kept breathing heavily, and it was obvious that he had been running for a while.

Fang Zheng calmed down after hearing this.

The robber asked someone to take the message, which means that if we talk about it, Li Yuanzhao should be fine in a short time.

At the beginning, the emperor originally sent internal guards to protect the prince, but Li Yuanzhao swore that no big deal would happen in the capital.

Moreover, with Zhang Biao here there would be no problem, so Li Yuanzhao took a few internal guards and pretended to be nurses to fight with Zhang Biao.

Zhang Biao overturned four people in one round, and Emperor Jing was relieved and allowed the inner guards to withdraw.

If I had known... I would have left those people behind. Oh, I regret it!

Fang Zhengyi is still regretting it. The three old men are so dead. Is there anything bigger than the fact that the prince in the capital was kidnapped?

Li Yansong grabbed the guard's arm and roared: "Speak quickly! What's going on!?"

The guard glanced at Fang Zhengyi, and when he saw Fang Zheng nodded in agreement, he said, "We were originally watching the manure picking with Mr. Li..."

"Picking shit!?" Li Yansong made a eunuch's voice.

"It was to watch the dung pickers... Later, a group of people came and said that we had robbed their business, and then there was a quarrel, and Mr. Li started fighting with the dung pickers."

"Mr. Zhang! Gong Zhang! Wake up!" Zheng Qiao kept shouting from the crowd who was pinching Zhang Dongxiang.

I'm old, I really can't stand the stimulation, and I fainted again.

"What happened next?" Li Yansong also felt a little breathless. The news was too exciting... and it was unbearable.

"Later, they named Mr. Sai to go there, otherwise they would throw Mr. Li into a manure pit, dry it and hang it on the city wall."

It should be someone from the Shit Gang... But why do these words sound so familiar? I think I said it before.

Fang Zheng touched his chin and tried to remember.

"Fang Zhengyi! What should we do now! If something happens to Mr. Li, I can't spare you!" Li Yansong, who had a kind attitude at first, finally couldn't stand it anymore when he looked at Fang Zhengyi who was distracted.

Fang Zhengyi said slowly: "Zhang Biao, go back and find a few more people, and bring all the equipment with me."

Then he said to Li Yansong: "Don't worry, Mr. Li. These people are obviously coming for me. Don't worry, I will definitely rescue Mr. Li safely!"
Chapter completed!