It cannot be denied that many people think that Young Master Fang looks like a traitor. There is nothing that can be done about it. No matter who sees him, they will feel that his appearance is not related to the so-called loyalty and uprightness. Thinking back,
But the only one who dared to say that Fang Zheng was a traitor to his face was the little girl in front of him.
Fang Zheng looked at the little girl's outstretched hand and was stunned for a moment. He couldn't accept the cruel fact that he was not only regarded as a traitor, but also had to pay for the consumption of the word "treacherous minister".
The little girl stretched out her hand for a long time, but when she saw that Fang Zheng had no response, she became unhappy: "Are all traitors so stingy?"
Then his chubby little hand patted the donation box next to him, put on a sincere expression, and said: "(jie)(jie) said that if it is a loyal minister, this box will be their merit box. If it is a traitorous minister,
, it is the atonement box, you look too bad, you have to donate more."
Fang Zheng put on a smile and said: "Little (mei) (mei), can you tell me, who are you (jie) (jie)?" Fang Zheng really wants to know, what (jie) (jie)
) can teach this kind of (mei)(mei), all the private school teachers in the world will commit suicide by hitting the wall.
The little girl looked wary when she heard this: "What do you want to do? I (jie) (jie) am getting married, and you have no chance."
Fang Zheng continued to laugh and said: "You (jie) (jie) are too bad to leave you here alone now. Why don't you go back with your brother? My brother's family has a lot of money. Fill your suitcase full. Brother
I also have goldfish at home, which are very beautiful..."
The little girl's eyes widened in horror: "Could it be that you plan to abduct me, sell me to a trafficker, and finally marry me to a remote place in a poor country to be the wife of some idiot uncle who drools all day long?"
"Click", a newly bought jade pendant around Fang Zheng's waist was pinched and broken by him. Gritting his teeth, he expressed a certain degree of respect for the crazy imagination of the little girl in front of him.
When the little girl saw that Fang Zheng's jade pendant was broken, she couldn't help showing a look of regret and distress on her little face: "What a nice jade, it's worth a lot of money. You were so careless, you should have put it in my box just now.
"
Fang Zheng licked his dry lips. The money-loving look of this little guy looked like the charm I had back then.
Fang Zheng smiled at the little girl and said: "...Little (mei) (mei), you are having fun alone. Uncle, I... um, ahem, I'm going home."
After saying that, he stood up and turned around to leave. He could see that this little girl seemed innocent, but in fact she was not a good person. He couldn't afford to provoke her, so he would be lucky if he avoided her.
"But... you haven't donated money yet..." The little girl obviously didn't want to let him go.
Fang Zheng had to stop and asked in confusion: "There has to be a name for raising funds? Who are you raising funds for?"
There was a sad look on the little girl's face: "I raised it for myself. (jie) (jie) said that a woman must have a dowry when she gets married, but I don't have one. In the future, no husband's family may be willing to ask for me, so I am so young.
, but had to show up and make money on his own..."
Fang Zheng's tongue stuck out when he heard it. Is this what a four or five-year-old girl said? This foresight, this insight, this preparation for a rainy day... The adult who taught her should really be pulled out... beaten? Or should she be worshiped?
Knowing that this little girl might not be a good person, Fang Zheng was still confused by her innocent appearance. He couldn't help but walked up and said with a smile: "What will happen to you if I don't donate money?"
The little girl blinked innocently: "Are you really unwilling to donate? The consequences will be serious."
Fang Zheng asked with great interest: "What are the consequences?"
The little girl looked at him sympathetically, and the expression on her little face suddenly changed. Her big clear eyes blinked a few times, and then her eyes were filled with tears for some reason, and then her expression became frightened. This was nothing.
, what is admirable is that while she was busy changing her face, she also fiddled with her delicate and lovely hair a few times, and her little bun suddenly became messy. She was busy at both ends, but she still looked well-organized and orderly.
Fang Zheng stared at the little girl's movements with his eyes wide open, not understanding what she wanted to do.
But he soon understood.
After the little girl finished doing this, her tears also flowed out. Her emotions were already in place. Then she burst into tears, but suddenly she smiled strangely at Fang Zheng. With a little luck, she shouted in a high-pitched childish voice.
He shouted: "Come quickly! Forbidden troops! Guards! Someone wants to kidnap me!".
The voice was sad and desperate, full of all the vicissitudes and pains of the world, and also had a bit of reluctance and regret for breaking the flower bones before they were put away. I really don’t know what kind of tortuous experiences she had in childhood, which made her so lifelike today.
Acting skills.——How can someone with no life experience act so well?
Fang Zheng was so frightened that he trembled all over. He subconsciously turned around and wanted to run away, but then he stopped again. This was the Forbidden Palace. He didn't even leave the palace (men) in the inner city. Where could he run to?
At the same time, he also learned the identity of this little girl. She was (mei)(mei) of Changping, Princess Changle.
Now Fang Zheng hates his pig-headed IQ very much. In the heavily guarded inner city of the Forbidden City, a little girl of four or five years old was sitting alone on the white jade steps holding a donation box, but no one cared about her. All fools knew this little girl
His identity is not simple, he is worse than a fool.
Rushing forward, Fang Zheng covered Princess Changle's screaming mouth, and the harsh cry for help stopped. Fang Zheng used his other hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead and looked at Princess Changle's innocent expression.
A somewhat cunning look flashed in his eyes. Fang Zheng suddenly felt a sense of luck in surviving the disaster.
Chang Le's methods are actually very common, and can even be said to be nothing new. Outside, Chang Le would definitely not take her seriously if he called Fang Zheng like that, but this is the inner city of the Forbidden Palace, which is the most heavily guarded place in the world.
No one in the Forbidden Army knew him. If Changle had really called someone just now, it is very likely that the soldiers of the Forbidden Army would have shot him against the wall without any hesitation...
After looking around carefully, Fang Zheng said helplessly to Changle: "...I'll donate. Isn't it enough if I donate?"
There were still two lines of tears hanging on Chang Le's little face. Hearing this, he burst into tears and laughed. He moved the small box next to him with difficulty, patted it with his chubby little hands, and then looked at Fang Zheng expectantly with his nose filled with snot.
Fang Zheng felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, forget it, admit defeat.
At this time, Fang Zheng suddenly had an ominous premonition. After he traveled to this world, he had to rely on wind and rain, whether it was his ability or luck. Anyway, he had never encountered anything too special.
A big setback. But after meeting this little girl, his good luck may have stopped. From now on, he will choke when drinking water, choke when eating, and fall when walking... In short, Fang Zheng felt that the blinking person in front of him
The clear and innocent little girl with big eyes will be his biggest nemesis in this life, and if nothing else happens, this nemesis may live longer than him.
Fang Zheng took out a banknote from his pocket and stuffed it into the donation box in Chang Le's hand without even looking at it. He cupped his hand towards Chang Le casually, "Wei Chen still has something to do, Wei Chen excuses himself..."
Quickly taking a few steps towards the palace (men), Fang Zheng thought silently in his heart: "Don't make a sound, don't make a sound, let me just disappear..."
Today is obviously not Mr. Fang's lucky day.
A pure and childish voice sounded behind him.
"Only one hundred taels?" There was disappointment and dissatisfaction in his voice.
Fang Zheng sighed and stopped helplessly. He was definitely being blackmailed by her today. The princess had seen the world, and a hundred taels of silver notes would not be able to catch her eye, so she would definitely lose a lot of money today.
Reaching into his arms, Fang Zheng took out another banknote and handed it to Chang Le with a forced smile.
Chang Le glanced at it intently, "One thousand taels?" Chang Le blinked his big eyes and looked a little happy: "This gentleman is extraordinary, thank you for your generosity."
Fang Zheng showed her a smile that was uglier than crying, and said goodbye again.
As soon as I turned around,
"...Is there any more?" There was a bit of timidity and expectation in the voice.
Is this a princess or a dick? Fang Zheng pulled his hair frantically, silently took out several banknotes from his arms, stuffed them into Changle's donation box without looking at them, and then covered his ears.
Flying towards the palace(men).
Chang Le glanced at Fang Zheng's back with a slightly strange look, and then counted the banknotes in the box. He couldn't help but be surprised: "Ah! This gentleman is so generous. One gift is more than 8,000 taels."
Chang Le excitedly waved his hand towards Fang Zheng's back: "Thank you, sir. I will wait for you at the entrance of the palace from now on. Let's continue donating..."
"thump!"
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Three days later, in the early morning court, the emperor issued a decree, ordering the Shence Army to mobilize 100,000 troops and rush to Xingqing Mansion that day, and ordered the garrison of Xingqing Mansion to move a hundred miles north to garrison.
Except for a few important ministers in the court, no one knew why the emperor issued this imperial edict. The emperor only announced these two orders without any explanation.
At noon, the Turkic envoy hurried to Fang Mansion to ask for an audience with Mr. Fang.
The person who came was Mojilian, the Turkic national master.
This time, the Silent Thorn Company had no gentle and elegant image. They kept pacing in the front hall, wiping the sweat from their heads (men) from time to time. They looked very anxious.
After seeing Fang Zheng come out, Mo Jilian cupped his hands towards him. Regardless of etiquette, he pulled Fang Zheng's sleeves to the corner and asked straight to the point: "Master Fang, His Majesty the Emperor of your country today.
You have ordered more troops to be sent to Xingqing Mansion and to advance the garrison a hundred miles north. What is the purpose of your Majesty the Emperor?"
Fang Zheng pretended to be surprised and opened his eyes wide and said: "Wow! Master Imperial Master, you are so well informed. You knew the imperial edict issued by the emperor just this morning so quickly. Tell me, is it buried in my court?"
Are you a gold medal undercover spy? Hehe, you are so bad..."
Mo Jilian stamped his feet anxiously and said: "Oh! My Lord Fang, please stop joking. I would like to ask Lord Fang whether your country plans to participate in the war between our country and the traitor Mo Chuo?"
Fang Zheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Master Imperial Master, this is a secret of the imperial court. I don't dare to say it casually. The emperor will chop off my head if he finds out..."