On the way home, Fang Zheng was walking and thinking, who on earth wanted to harm me? After thinking about it, except for Pan Shangshu, I didn't seem to have offended anyone. I remember the prince once said that someone wanted to cause trouble during the negotiation.
Should the person who set the fire be ordered by Pan Shangshu? Or was it the prince who wanted to catch the thief?
Fang Zheng had a headache thinking about this dark question, and he frowned all the way back to his house.
Returning to his small courtyard, the killer brother who lived in the west wing was meditating on his luck in the room. Since his arrival, Xiao Wu has developed a phobia of killers. He moved out of the small courtyard and lived elsewhere full of resentment. He would not do anything unless he had to.
Take a step into the small courtyard.
I don't know how high this guy's martial arts is. Anyway, he sits cross-legged in the room every day. The Ren and Du meridians must have been opened. Judging from the current situation, his ascension is probably just around the corner.
Fang Zheng stared at the killer brother for a while, and felt that it was not worthwhile to invite him and leave him at home. From the time he was released from prison until now, he still owes one hundred taels of silver a day. In the eyes of young master Fang, a pair of rotten socks
, a few scraps of scrap paper have their uses, not to mention such a high-ranking assassin brother who spends one hundred taels of silver every day?
After coughing twice, Fang Zheng deliberately stepped forward, and when he walked to the door of the killer's room, he deliberately stomped his feet twice. Seeing that the killer had no reaction and was still looking for luck with his eyes closed, Fang Zheng muttered: "This
Is this guy asleep?"
Fang Zheng stuck his head in, and hissed twice at the killer, "Hey, brother killer, are you going to bed so early? You don't object to me coming in?"
The killer raised his eyelids slightly and gave a faint hum.
After rubbing his hands, Fang Zheng carefully walked into the killer brother's room.
The killer opened his eyes, glanced at Fang Zheng, and said coldly: "Come to pay back the money?"
Fang Zheng said in shock: "What money?"
The killer said coldly: "One hundred taels a day, you owe me a total of one thousand three hundred taels."
Fang Zheng wiped his sweat in embarrassment. Is this guy a killer? How can a killer calculate accounts better than a businessman?
He smiled flatteringly at the killer: "Brother Killer, my money is a little tight recently. I will definitely give it to you in two days. Do you want to do some business? It's very promising..."
The killer glanced at him and said nothing.
Fang Zheng continued: "In addition to fighting and killing, you should also do other things? How about you help me find out the news? The price is negotiable..."
The killer said coldly: "No."
Fang Zheng did his ideological work earnestly: "Don't be so stubborn. Think about it, being a bodyguard only costs one hundred taels of silver a day. All you have to do is go to the empty door in the dark at night... Uh, no, find out the information, the money
You can have as much as you want, so we must take a long-term view and completely liberate our minds..."
Seeing that the killer was still unmoved, Fang Zheng became a little anxious: "Hey, can't you just do me a favor? This matter is very important, related to the survival of the country, the life and death of the people, as well as my personal future and my
Will the unmarried wife become a widow..."
The killer was really having a headache from Fang Zheng talking about him, so he couldn't help but raise his head and look at him: "Where can I go to find out the news?"
Fang Zheng was overjoyed when he heard this and said: "Thank you very much. It's not too far away. Pan Shangshu, the official, knows? It's just a soy sauce distance away from his home. Please help me find out what this old guy is doing and get in touch with him by the way."
Check to see if there is anything valuable in the study room... Ignore the valuable things for now and see if there is anything important and valuable, such as letters, memorials, etc..."
The killer nodded, stretched out his hand towards him and said, "One thousand taels."
Fang Zheng smiled and pushed his hand back: "Pan Shangshu pays the bill. If you see anything valuable, feel free to take it. When you enter his study, don't treat yourself like an outsider..."
"…………"
In the afternoon, Butler Sun came to report that the Turkic Imperial Master had personally visited.
Fang Zheng looked very happy, because the Turkic Imperial Master did not come alone, and there were boxes of various sizes following him.
Fang Zheng enthusiastically led Mo Jilian to the front hall. Young Master Fang spared no effort in entertaining the distinguished guests who brought money to the door.
"Master, you are so polite. You came as soon as you came, and you still give me such a heavy gift. I won't do it again." Fang Zheng smiled as happily as a flower.
Moji smiled and said: "Master Fang is a young and talented man. He is in a high position at such a young age. I really admire him. Therefore, I am here to visit you in a private capacity today. Please forgive me for being presumptuous."
Fang Zheng smiled and nodded: "Forgive, of course I forgive." He added in his heart, Master, I am a tolerant person, you keep giving gifts, and I keep forgiving.
After the two exchanged pleasantries in the front hall, Mojilian finally got to the point: "Master Fang, I guess you already know the current situation in our Turkic Khanate. It is really complicated. The grasslands are now raging with war, and domestic affairs are busy.
, the Khan is unable to support himself alone, I would like to ask if we can talk about the alliance between you and me as soon as possible? I am eager to return to my country, and I really can’t wait any longer.”
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "The Imperial Master's words are serious, how can I dare to deal with you when you are so polite? I see that the Imperial Master is dignified in appearance and has an extraordinary demeanor, which makes people feel good, so I will tell you something that touches my heart. As for me,
I really want to talk, but my emperor won’t agree.”
Mo Jilian said in astonishment: "Why is that? Isn't it good that the two countries have a truce, become allies of each other, and live with the people?"
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "Master, you are wrong. You are talking about the future. The emperor of my court is only concerned about the past. You have gone too far before. Think about it, Master.
Can't we all live a good life if the court doesn't recruit you or mess with you? Why do you come to my territory again and again to burn, kill, and plunder? You made the emperor of my court so angry that he even stopped having sex, and you said you were going too far!"
Mojilian was silent when he heard the words, his face was horrified.
Fang Zheng glanced at him and continued: "To tell you the truth, ever since he found out about the civil strife in your Turks, the Emperor was so happy that he looked up to the sky and smiled, saying that he would personally raise 200,000 tiger and wolf troops to take advantage of your civil strife.
Destroyed. Fortunately, I spoke well to you Turks in front of the emperor. Let me tell you, the situation in the world is not clear now. It is your business for the two heroes to fight for hegemony on the grassland. We, the Chinese dynasty, have always governed the country with courtesy and filial piety. It is really not appropriate to act rashly.
Unknown soldiers, besides, you can’t send troops to fight on both sides. You can only help one side to fight the other side. As for which side to help, hehe..."
Fang Zheng stopped talking when he said this, and only smiled at Mo Jilian.
Mojilian couldn't help but secretly be horrified. If what the slick boy in front of him said was true, things would be in trouble. Now the two major forces on the grassland are evenly matched. Although the Hua Dynasty's army is not strong, regardless of their
No matter which side you send troops to help, it will be a small or medium helping hand. At that time, the war will definitely have a one-sided ending. This matter is important, and you must win the Hua Dynasty to your side.
Mo Jilian smiled calmly and said: "Master Fang, I know that you are a man of temperament. In this way, you can tell me exactly what conditions are needed before His Majesty the Emperor of your country is willing to talk to me about forming an alliance.
?" Mojilian emphasized the word "I" heavily, and the implication was that he hoped that Hua Chao would not have to talk about an alliance with Datata.
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes: "To be honest, I prefer to form an alliance with you, but, alas! What a pity..."
Moji said in confusion: "What's the pity?"
"It's a pity that many ministers in the court disagree, saying that you are too ambitious. If you make an alliance today, you will betray it tomorrow, over and over again..."
Mo Jilian was so angry that his old face turned red and said: "This is ridiculous! What we Turks say is as solid as a stake nailed to the ground. How can we be as insidious and cunning as the people of the Hua Dynasty..."
Fang Zheng was furious when he heard this and said coldly: "Hey, what are you talking about? Do you know how to speak? People from the Hua Dynasty have provoked you?"
Mo Jilian realized that he had made a mistake and hurriedly bowed and apologized.
Fang Zheng looked at Mo Jilian with cold eyes and thought to himself, this old boy must pay a price if he dares to scold the people of Hua Dynasty in front of me. If I don't make you feel heartache today, I will be sorry for you.
Fang Zheng sighed: "Oh, Lord Mo..."
Mo Jilian said awkwardly: "Uh, Mr. Fang, my surname is not Mo..."
Fang Zheng opened his eyes wide and said, "Ah? Your surname is not Mo? Then what is your surname?"
Mojilian smiled bitterly and said: "...This is difficult to explain. You should just call Mojilian."
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Master, it's a matter of negotiation. It's easy to talk about. I can help you convince those ministers in the court who are stubborn about the past. We hit it off immediately, so I will definitely help you with this..."
Mojilian was overjoyed when he heard this. He quickly stood up and bent down and said, "That's very good. I would like to thank Mr. Fang for your generous help..."
Fang Zheng stopped him and said, "Hey, don't rush to thank me, I still have something to say..."
"If you have anything else, just ask Mr. Fang."
"You have to know that some ministers are not very good characters. No matter what they say, they just open their mouths and stretch out their hands to ask for money. Alas, the alliance is such an important matter. If you want them to nod and agree, you have to do it.
It’s so expensive to prepare…”
Moji nodded and said: "I lived in your country for many years when I was young, and I am very familiar with some... er, customs of your country's officialdom. Don't worry, Mr. Fang, I won't worry."
As he spoke, Mo Jilian took out a large stack of silver notes from his arms and stuffed it into Fang Zheng's hand: "Please Mr. Fang, please take this small amount of money and count it up and down. If it's not enough, come and tell me. Money is a trivial matter, between you and me."
Long-lasting peace is the important thing!”
Fang Zheng's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but be inexplicably moved. It had been so long since he had seen what a bank note looked like. After being away for so many days, the bank note that people loved so much was finally touched by me with my own hands. I was so touched!
Mo Jilian looked at the side in astonishment as Young Master Fang stared at the stack of banknotes affectionately and intently, and gently stroked his hands up and down, as tenderly and passionately as if he were treating a lover, with that touching look in his eyes.
The light, like a ray of morning sunshine, lingers around the top, bottom, left and right sides of the banknote...
"Master Fang, cough, Master Fang!"
"Hmm, ah? What?" Fang Zheng woke up from a dream. When he saw the banknote in his hand, Fang Zheng coughed twice and said: "Well, Sir, I am an upright official who regards money as dirt. I believe this
You should be able to tell? These banknotes are used by me to help you manage other ministers. I won’t take a penny from them. You have to believe in me. As an official, I will do my job.
Go ahead, what’s on my mind and what’s on my mind are all national affairs and people’s affairs. I have no interest in money and other yellow and white dirty things..."
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Sorry, I'm still an hour late. I can't help it. I feel like I've seen a ghost today. I don't know why I'm so busy. Fortunately, I'm just late and didn't give up. Not bad, I have a good character. I want to praise myself...