Although Zhang Shi's face looked ugly, he was still stubborn.

He did not answer directly: "Fang Zhengyi, I am dead. Do you think you are fine?"

"What did you do as a civil servant who is willing to fall into depravity? Everyone will be afraid of you. In the future, all officials will stand opposite you."

"Why did I die? They are all watching. If you have sex, you will torture me. But I tell you that you will never have a good end if you stand at this position today!"

"I have been in the officialdom for so many years, so I can't read it wrong."

Fang Zhengyi squatted slowly, his eyes as calm as water, and he whispered: "Do you hate me?"

"Hate! I wish I could cut you into pieces. I wouldn't I thank you for this today? I should send someone to kill you before Your Majesty becomes alert!" Zhang Shi said angrily.

Fang Zhengyi smiled slightly: "I don't hate you. No one in this world deserves my hatred. This is the difference between you and me."

"You can only guess the future when you are in the fog, and I can see it farther and clearer than you. The Jinyiwei in my hands will be like you can't imagine."

"You are right, all the officials are looking at how I treat you. Your Majesty has newly established the Jinyiwei, and everyone is worried about what the situation will be in the future."

"Especially in my hands, they were even more worried. But they were wrong. I never thought of making things difficult for anyone in the past, and maybe even came forward to protect them at critical moments."

"The same is true for you. If you cooperate with me, I will not only not torture you this time, but may also save your family's life. As long as you obediently reveal the location of the silver treasury and the news about the King of Wu."

Zhang Shi's face was full of disdain and said sarcastically: "You are saying beautiful words well. Do you think I will believe you?"

"Your Majesty believes that you are the commander of the Jinyiwei. The right to act in the world is in your hands. With your ability to pour dirty water, you still want to let whoever you want to die?"

"The prince is around you. Wouldn't you be even more lawless when he ascends the throne in the future? Congratulations, Lord Fang, you are already above ten thousand people at a young age!"

"But don't be too proud too early. You will be like me. The higher you stand, the more painful you fall!"

Fang Zheng sighed leisurely: "I am different from you. I don't care about power and wealth. I only pursue happiness in my life. Do you understand happiness? You don't understand, your level is too bad."

Mr. Yan next door suddenly laughed: "You hypocritical villain!! He actually has the face to say that he doesn't value wealth. It's said that your newspaper is making money every day, but the reporter is as poor as a dog. It's not you Fang Zhengyi

Greedy?!"

Fang Zhengyi picked up the stick on the ground and went up to give him a few sticks!

Old Yan immediately curled up on the ground, not daring to speak.

Fang Zhengyi was a little puzzled.

Is it already said that the newspapers have become like this? Before he left, the reporter was still a job that everyone envied. How could such a thing be heard now? Is it because there are too many newcomers who are complaining everywhere?

It seems that the problem should be solved as soon as possible, otherwise I will lose my skin?

"How is it, Lord Zhang, I have spent so much talk. What do you think?"

Zhang Shi shook his head: "I won't believe every word you say!"

The oil and salt did not enter, but Fang Zhengyi remained patient and calmed down and continued, "I don't want to make things difficult for you. You said it right. If my methods are too cruel, all officials will be afraid."

"So I'll find a way to give you a good result. Logically speaking, the King of Wu actually made contributions to the country. As an accomplice, you have also made meritorious service to some extent."

"I like fairness the most. It's not my style to kill with one stick. I hate sitting even more and killing the whole family at any time."

To be honest, Fang Zhengyi really doesn't want to mess with him too much.

Of course, it is mainly for one's own considerations.

The Jinyiwei has too much authority, and all officials are really afraid that he will throw dirty water. No one in the court is clean, and he can always pick it up as long as he finds faults.

The sword of Damocles hung on everyone's heads and could fall down at any time.

He is now a sword-holder, and all officials may have to act according to his expression.

If it’s not good, everyone will be in danger. That’s not the scene that Fang Zheng wanted to see.

It is not surprising that if the successor develops something like a literary inquisition, it is not surprising that he can say that it is not a surprise that he will create something like a ghost.

It evolved into the folk, maybe ghosts cannot be called ghosts, money cannot be called money, Mi, and death cannot be called death.

The king wants the minister to speak, but the minister has to speak... The man is like a numb...

The Ming Dynasty had been engaged in literary inquisition from Lao Zhu's generation to Emperor Tianqi, so the main force was naturally the Jinyiwei.

Is literary inquisition a bad thing? It is not entirely true for the upper class. It is an excellent weapon to fight dissidents.

But the side effects are also huge for the overall situation, destroying trust, corrupting the official spirit, imprisoning ideas, distorting culture, and shaking creativity...

Now that the King of Wu has gone overseas, the private employment system has begun to develop in the bud of capital. If it goes astray, it will be extremely troublesome.

The system is inertia. As long as you turn the Jinyiwei from the beginning, you may take a different path.

Zhang Shi's face was still filled with expression that I had seen through you: "Don't talk anymore, I don't want to listen."

Fang Zhengyi resisted the urge to beat him, walked up and whispered: "I'll give you a bottle of poison, how about it?"

"Die in prison to avoid the suffering of flesh and blood. Your sins in the three tribes are already a foregone conclusion. You have directly recruited the position of the silver treasury. I may have a little chance of mercy when I go to His Majesty to plead with you."

Zhang Shi's eyes changed: "You really have such kindness?"

"Otherwise, would you want me to torture you to death, make everyone afraid of me, push yourself to the opposite of all officials, and you will not have a good end in the end?" Fang Zhengyi smiled, "I want to be a good person and make friends with everyone,

I wonder if you will give me this opportunity?"

“…………”

The atmosphere became silent, and Zhang Shi was thinking.

Fang Zhengyi was not in a hurry and was waiting for him quietly.

The only person who was panicked was Mr. Yan. Although he was old, his ears were still very useful.

He could hear what he said before. Fang Zhengyi was discussing a deal and said that he could save Zhang Shi's family's life.

Zhang Shi is not a fool either. He is thinking about it now, which shows that there is really a chance!

Old Yan crawled over excitedly, lay on the wooden railing and stared at Zhang Shi nervously.

The Yan family is also rich, and now it is a destiny ending. As long as he can change his life to his younger generation in the family, he is willing to do so!

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Shi staggered up, stared at Fang Zhengyi and bowed slowly, and said seriously: "Master Fang, I don't know if you are lying to me, but there is no other hope. I have three silver vaults, and now I can give you one of them.

, I will see the Holy Destiny and Poison tomorrow, and I hope you can keep your promise."

"Trade." Fang Zhengyi gently spit out two words.

Old Yan, who was beside him, jumped up suddenly and shouted loudly: "Master Fang! Master Fang! My family has money, so can I do it!"

Fang Zhengyi glanced at him coldly: "You die!"

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Chapter completed!