The killer glanced at Fang Zheng and suddenly said: "Be careful."
Fang Zheng was stunned: "What's wrong?"
The killer shook his head. No matter how Fang Zheng asked, the killer refused to say anything.
Fang Zheng returned to the house with his mind full of questions, wondering as he walked. What does it mean to be careful?
This can be understood as a kind of care for him. For example, when going out, parents and elders always chase after him and say, "Be careful!"
It can also be understood as a threat. For example, after offending someone, someone says harsh words before leaving: "Be careful!"
It can also be understood as a reminder. For example, fortune tellers often say to people, "I see your hall is dark, so be careful."
What does killer brother mean?
After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out the result. Fang Zheng couldn't help but ran to the killer's room. He looked at him eagerly and said: "Brother Killer, can you tell me, what do you mean by being careful? You don't
Said I would have trouble sleeping tonight..."
The killer didn't speak, just looked at him calmly.
Fang Zhengfu said in his heart: "Understand, understand."
So Fang Zheng quickly took out a banknote from his pocket and handed it over.
The killer carefully looked at the denomination on the ground and touched the paper on the bank note. He observed it very carefully. He just didn't get close enough to see the watermark under the light - if the bank note has a watermark.
Fang Zheng watched the killer's movements silently, with a lot of emotions in his heart. This guy is really too talented to be a killer. He can actually do many jobs well, such as cashier.
Although I don’t earn as much as a killer, this career has a bright future and the income is stable...
The killer slowly put the banknote into his arms. His hands were dry and strong. He pinched the corner of the banknote with his knuckles, as if catching a dancing butterfly, and slowly, bit by bit, he put it into his arms.
, just like slow motion in a movie.
Fang Zheng, who was watching from the side, pulled his hair and said anxiously: "Brother! Master! How can your moral character be worse than mine when it comes to money? Please, tell me quickly. After that, I still have money here for you...
…”
The killer ignored him and slowly collected the banknotes. He also patted his clothes to make sure the banknotes were secure, and then he said, "Someone wants to kill you."
Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, then trembled with fright, and said in surprise: "Who? Who is so bold?"
The killer said coldly: "Someone offered ten thousand taels of silver to buy your head on your land."
Fang Zheng was shocked. An outstanding young man in time travel was hunted down by ancient people. What a bloody plot. How could he happen to him?
Wiping the cold sweat that kept coming out of his forehead, Fang Zheng said in a trembling voice: "Do you know who it is?"
The killer shook his head.
Who? Who else could it be? In fact, you don’t need to think about the answer. Fang Zheng traveled to the present, and the only people he really offended were Pan Shangshu and his family.
There may be a prince, but the prince's attitude towards him is very unclear now. Logically speaking, he should not take such action. Only Pan Shangshu is the most suspicious. He is extremely powerful in the court, and he is the most unlucky to see himself gain power. If this happens
If the negotiations with the Turks were successful for the first time, the emperor would undoubtedly give Fang Zheng a large reward. At that time, Fang Zheng was like a nail that could not be pulled out in the eyes of Pan Shangshu. So he took advantage of Fang Zheng before he was still mature.
Getting rid of him is the best choice for Pan Shangshu.
Young Master Fang could figure out such a complicated thing, and he couldn't help but admire himself a little.
Then he suddenly realized that his current emotion should be fear, but narcissism at this time was somewhat inappropriate.
Fang Zheng's expression changed, and he said to the killer brother with a mournful face: "What else do you know? Tell me, this is an extremely critical moment. If you try to be cool, it will really cost me my life."
The killer shook his head and said: "I only got this news."
Fang Zheng looked around nervously for a while, then whispered: "How do you killers usually kill people? Do you fly down from the roof, or suddenly emerge from the ground? Or poison the food while the person is asleep?
Use a rope to strangle your neck? Brother Killer, give me a hint..."
The killer said coldly: "It's not fixed, as long as it can kill people."
Fang Zheng was stunned and said dissatisfied: "You guys are too unprincipled? If you use a knife instead of poisoning, how can you do it well? It's not professional at all! Don't people like you who come and go have to pay attention to personal matters?
'Where the sword is, the man is there, but when the sword dies, the man is dead' or something like that?"
The killer raised his head and looked at Fang Zheng strangely, his eyes clearly looked like he was looking at an idiot.
At this critical moment, Fang Zheng no longer cared about the meaning of the killer's eyes. He smiled flatteringly and said: "Brother Killer, congratulations, your business is here."
The killer looked at him coldly and said nothing.
Fang Zheng continued: "From today on, you will be responsible for protecting me and never leave me. If someone wants to kill me, you will help me kill him. If I want to kill someone else, you will also help me kill him. How about that?"
The killer stretched out his hand towards him: "Give me money."
Fang Zheng sweated profusely: "Didn't I give it to you just now?"
The killer said coldly: "That's money to buy information."
This guy is much more greedy for money than I am. I really don’t know why he wants so much money.
Fang Zheng angrily took out a banknote from his arms and slapped it in front of him: "You must be loyal to your duties. If I am injured a little bit, you have to pay me ten times the money!"
The killer put away the banknote silently, and then nodded towards Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng looked at him and suddenly sighed loudly: "I really don't know if asking you to be a bodyguard is a big mistake..."
In July of the twelfth year of Jianwu's reign, the tripartite talks between China and the Turks finally began amidst everyone's thoughtful anticipation.
The negotiation venue was chosen to be Nengren Temple outside the city.
This location was chosen by Fang Zheng, the leader of the Hua Dynasty negotiations. When others asked him why he chose this location, Mr. Fang only said one sentence: "You can attack here and defend it when you retreat. Not bad."
Everyone couldn't help but feel strange. This was the capital of the Hua Dynasty, at the feet of the emperor, and the center of the Hua Dynasty. Could there be an enemy attack?
But who calls Master Fang the official? Whatever he says is what he says.
Early in the morning, Fang Zheng came to Nengren Temple with a folding fan. After observing the terrain, he nodded with satisfaction. This place was his feng shui blessed land. Gang fights and blackmailing of Mr. Wu all happened here. And here.
The terrain is open and vast as far as the eye can see. There are only a few small saplings planted sparsely around. It is impossible to hide anyone. If the killer wants to kill him here, it will be very difficult.
Behind Fang Zheng, the killer brother followed him step by step with a cool face.
"Master Fang, who is this person behind you...?" Lu Hongwen looked carefully for a long time but could not tell which of his colleagues in the court this assassin brother was.
"Behind me?" Fang Zheng glanced behind him blankly: "There's no one behind me."
Lu Hongwen was shocked, pointing at the killer with trembling fingers: "He, he, who...what is he?"
Fang Zheng pretended to look at Lu Hongwen strangely: "Mr. Lu, are you overworked and hallucinating? Where is the person behind me in this blue sky and white sun?"
Lu Hongwen rubbed his eyes vigorously, with an expression as if he was about to faint. He pointed at the killer tremblingly and said, "You, you, you..."
Seeing that Lu Hongwen couldn't breathe and was about to die, Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Oh, Mr. Lu, you have no sense of humor. I am joking with you..."
Lu Hongwen said in shock: "He... is he a human or a ghost?"
"Humans, of course they are human beings. If you don't believe me, if you touch him, he will still be warm. But be careful, he has a bad temper..." Fang Zheng said with a smile.
Wei Chengde walked up and said with a smile: "Okay, Mr. Fang, let's go in. The Turkic envoys are waiting."
Outside Nengren Temple, they have been surrounded by the Longwu Legion transferred by Feng Qiudao. The sergeants held spears and stood upright in the bright sunshine. Several old monks in the temple have been invited out by Feng Qiudao.
, temporarily staying in people’s homes.
The negotiations were held in a Zen room. The Turkic national master Mo Jilian and the envoy Datata from the other side had arrived with their entourage and were sitting cross-legged on the futon. However, the two of them faced each other with their backs to each other.
No matter who you care about, it looks like they have nothing to do with each other.
Fang Zheng looked at the incompatibility between the two envoys, smiled with satisfaction, and sat down at the table with his legs crossed.
After Wei Chengde and Feng Qiudao waited for Fang Zheng to sit down, they also sat down respectively. Although they had known each other for a long time, in this formal state occasion, the two sides still made introductions again before they sat down separately.
Mo Jilian looked around and smiled at Fang Zheng and said: "I didn't expect Master Fang to be such an elegant person. He chose to discuss state affairs in the Buddhist monastery. I really admire him."
Fang Zheng was stunned, then nodded his head and said: "Yes, yes, we discuss such important national affairs in the midst of Buddha's chants, it is to show our Buddha's compassion and the spirit of saving all sentient beings. The Buddha said: 'Let go
A butcher's knife can make you a Buddha on the spot. I hope that this negotiation can proceed smoothly, so that the people of your country and our country will no longer suffer from the misery of life..."
When Mo Jilian heard this, his eyes suddenly flashed with excitement: "So Master Fang believes in Buddhism?"
Fang Zheng scratched his head, do you believe in Buddhism? Not really? I never worship Buddha, and if I do, I only worship money.
"Haha, if you believe there is something, if you don't believe there is nothing. The so-called emptiness is form, and form is emptiness. If you are too attached to belief or disbelief, you will become obsessed with appearance. What do you think, Master?" Since you are sitting in the Zen room, of course you have to learn how to play. Fortunately,
This kind of tongue twister is so witty that Young Master Fang had already lost it in those TV series he watched before he traveled through time.
Mo Ji even stroked his chest, bent down and saluted Fang Zheng, and said solemnly: "Master Fang is so young, I can't believe that he has reached such a state. The emperor of your country really knows how to recognize people, I admire him very much."
Fang Zheng smiled like a flower and was extremely happy: "What the hell, the Imperial Master is so ridiculous. I'm not as good as you said. I'm only half as good as you said. The Imperial Master is really too good."
You’re welcome…”
Before the negotiations officially started, the two began to flatter each other with every word.
Wei Chengde and Feng Qiudao looked at each other behind Fang Zheng and smiled. In terms of glibness and pretentiousness, no one in the Chinese Dynasty could compare to Mr. Fang. No wonder the emperor would entrust such an important matter to him. Only the first few sentences were compared to
The dignified Turkic national masters discussed the matter equally. The emperor is indeed wise.