Fang Zheng couldn't help but feel a little resentful after his attempt to ask for the money he owed failed. He thought that the boy who gave money to him took the initiative to find him, so that he could make a fortune and alleviate his current financial difficulties. However, he didn't expect that the boy who gave money to him was now running out of money.
, already extremely poor, which made Master Fang very angry.
"Then why are you looking for me?" Fang Zheng asked angrily. In his eyes, Mr. Wu has basically no other function besides paying back money. - You can't blame Fang Zheng for being snobbish, it can only be said that this society has clear
Division of labor, some people are born to live a happy life lying at home counting money, while some people are born to be in debt to others. Mr. Wu belongs to the latter.
Mr. Wu smiled awkwardly: "Master Fang,...didn't you say before that if the grassroots have information about Pan's house, the money they owe you can be written off in one stroke, and the root-cutting antidote will also be given to the grassroots?"
?”.
"Huh? It seems that I did say...do you have information?" Fang Zheng looked at him sideways, not believing that this kid could tell any valuable information.
Mr. Wu smiled flatteringly: "Yes! There is important information!"
"Tell me, whether it's valuable or not, I have to listen before I can make a judgment." Fang Zheng was noncommittal.
"Since listening to Master Fang's instructions, Cao Min immediately established a relationship with Pan Shangshu's eldest son Pan Tao in the shortest possible time..."
"Wait a minute! What do you mean by 'making a relationship'?" Fang Zheng looked at Mr. Wu suspiciously and said in surprise: "... Could it be that Pan Tao likes to walk on dry roads, and in order to complete the task, you endured the humiliation and became his rabbit?
Baby?"
Mr. Wu was speechless for a long time after hearing this. He wanted to express his sincere respect for the rich imagination of Mr. Fang in front of him. He licked his lips a few times, but he still didn't know how to speak.
"Fang...Master Fang, you are thinking too much..." Mr. Wu couldn't laugh or cry: "The so-called building a relationship is actually the method you taught me. I used money to open the way and deliberately curry favor. I took advantage of Pan Tao's opportunity to buy my wine.
Rather than getting acquainted with each other, the common people hang out with Pan Tao and other officials' sons every day, and their hard work pays off. Pan Tao finally regards me as one of his own..."
Fang Zheng praised it greatly: "Not bad, I underestimated you before. It seems that you are born to play Infernal Affairs. To put it more importantly, what information did you get?"
Mr. Wu smiled flatteringly: "Thanks to Mr. Fang, Cao Min did get some news, but I don't know if it will be of use to you. Pan Tao was a little uneasy the past few days. Cao Min asked him tentatively, but he didn't say anything. Later,
I had a drink with him once. He drank too much and told me with a loud tongue that something was wrong in Pan's house in recent days. His father, Pan Shangshu, locked himself in the study all day long and didn't know what he was doing. Two
The young master went to pay his respects, but was blocked by the servants. The guards in the Pan Mansion have also been strengthened a lot. The number of patrols day and night is obviously more intensive than usual, and the defense is getting tighter. Also, Pan Shangshu's confidant Lin Qingshan, these days
Ri Que came in and out frequently, going in and out of Pan's house more than ten times a day. Pan Tao and Lin Qingshan had known each other for a long time. He said that he could tell that although Lin Qingshan looked relaxed on the surface, he looked anxious and behaved abnormally. Pan Tao said that based on these
The situation may have changed drastically in the mansion recently."
Fang Zheng touched his chin and began to think about it. He first thought about whether Mr. Wu's words were true or false. After all, he had hurt him badly, so there was no guarantee that he would not set a trap to trick him. Then he thought about it, it was unlikely. If this boy
With this courage, his performance would not have been so bad when he was beaten. Besides, the information he got intuitively had no impact on him, and there was no trap.
So what he said is true? What has Lao Pan been busy with recently? Last time in the court, looking at his posture, it was obvious that he was so sick that he had only one breath left and was just waiting to kick his legs. Why was he so full of life when he got home?
Get up? What on earth is this old guy planning?….
Mr. Wu was standing in front of him. Fang Zheng didn't have time to think too much and said with a smile: "Can you enter and leave Pan's house?".
Mr. Wu smiled bitterly and said: "The common people have good relations with Pan Tao. In the past, they could still go in to visit Pan Tao. But a few days ago, word came out from the Pan Mansion that Mr. Pan wanted to rest in peace and recuperate. The Pan Mansion declined all visitors, so
……well!"
Hey! Even visitors have been declined. Does Pan Shangshu want to be an ancient otaku at home?
For the first time in his life, Fang Zheng felt how important intelligence was. The current situation was that all the shadows were sent out, but they got nothing. Old Pan was tinkering with something shady in his study room.
My son, there are so many pairs of eyes outside the house staring at him. They can't insert a needle or splash water. They are wandering around outside the wall of his house as if they are blind.
This old guy must be holding back his energy to do something bad! Fang Zheng came to this definite conclusion.
We must develop the shadow organization as soon as possible, infiltrate the shadows into various channels, and learn about Lao Pan's movements as quickly as possible. Even if the old man is hiding in the study and learning Dongfang Bubai embroidery, he still has to know that what he is embroidering is mandarin duck.
Still a duck.
After calming down, Fang Zheng smiled at Mr. Wu who was full of expectations: "Xiao Wu, you did a good job in this matter. Well, I am very pleased that you were able to maintain a firm stand and a clear-cut stand at the critical moment. This is very unfortunate.
easy……"
Mr. Wu secretly cursed in his heart, how old are you? You speak in such an old-fashioned way, why do you feel like you are lecturing your grandson?
"...I can't tell whether the information you mentioned is valuable at the moment. In this way, if you try to get closer to Pan Tao, no matter what method you use, you must get more words out of his mouth. The more the better.
, don’t miss a word, report back to me later.”
Patting Mr. Wu's shoulder affectionately, Fang Zheng smiled like the snake that tempted Eve to eat the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden: "Think about it, if this thing is done, you will be debt-free, and you will also be free of all the troubles on your body.
Poisonous, how wonderful. Your life will be bright, reaching Kangzhuang. The grand aspirations you once promised, the lofty ideals you once set will no longer be empty and pale. As long as you are willing to work hard, you will achieve them one by one.
Realization is like having strong wings, soaring freely between the blue sky and white clouds, soaring, soaring, soaring..."
With the specially created tail sound effect, Fang Zheng's hand pointed forward firmly and forcefully like a beacon in the dark, imagining a bright future with Mr. Wu...
In the end, the brainwashed Mr. Wu was full of ambitions and was fooled by Fang Zheng into staggering away. When he left, he had a cheerful smile on his face. Fang Zheng believed that with just one word from him, Mr. Wu was fully capable of turning his great ambition into reality.
As a product, he sold the pants to his father at a sky-high price, and developed his father into a downline...
In fact, not all ancient people were smart, there were also stupid ones. - Fang Zheng once again came to the conclusion that Young Master Fang's conclusions were usually correct.
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Inside the Prince's Mansion.
After autumn, the back hall seemed a little cold. The autumn wind blew by, and the scattered fallen leaves in front of the hall were lightly picked up and swayed to the ground.
The prince half-closed his eyes and was listening to the musicians playing the pipa.
The musician's name is Sisi. She is only sixteen years old. She is deeply loved by the prince. The prince likes the murderous aura faintly diffused in her pipa music, which makes his blood boil to the extreme like boiling hot water.
A sadistic pleasure of tearing everything apart and destroying everything.
He prefers to press Sisi under him, looking at her as soft as a bone with a calm face, moaning euphemistically under him, weeping and complaining, tossing and turning in joy, like a fight between a human and a snake spirit or something.
Coitus. Whenever this time, he would be inexplicably manic, always wanting to reach out and hold something hard, but the tentacles were soft and made him feel insecure, just like the woman underneath him...
Fan Rui stood respectfully outside the apse door, motionless, with his head lowered. He had maintained this posture for more than half an hour, and the pipa music did not stop. He did not dare to disturb the prince's elegance.
Finally, the sonorous and fierce sound of metal and stone gradually subsided, and the spacious apse echoed with the final notes of the pipa until it completely disappeared, and the entire apse fell into silence.
Clapping his hands gently twice, the prince stood up with a smile on his face, as gentle and elegant as usual: "Sisi plays the pipa, I never tire of listening to it, and the more I listen to it, the more I like it, haha."
With a happy face, Sisi glanced at the prince with spring eyes, and then at Fan Rui who was standing outside the palace. She thanked him gently and left with her pipa in her arms.
Fan Rui stepped forward and whispered: "Your Highness, General Qin Chong has been waiting outside the palace for a long time."
The prince was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "I am so addicted to the sound of the pipa that I can't help myself. I am neglecting General Qin. Please invite him in quickly."
Fan Ruigong said yes, turned around and walked out, and then led a young general in his thirties in.
The prince smiled and greeted him, "General Qin, I'm so rude. I was just listening to the music and got carried away. I hope the general won't blame me."
Qin Chong is a soldier leader. Although his appearance is ordinary, his many years of experience in leading soldiers have added a cold and murderous air to his ordinary face, making his whole person look like an unsheathed sword.
, so sharp that no one dares to look at him.
Qin Zhong twitched the corner of his mouth, knelt down on one knee and saluted, "General, I will pay my respects to His Highness the Crown Prince."
The prince was obviously quite satisfied with Qin Chong's actions. It was not until Qin Chong bowed down completely that he pretended to be dissatisfied and stepped forward to help Qin Chong up. He scolded lightly: "General Qin, you and I are our own people. You and I are our own people.
Do you deserve these red tapes? You are too formal. From now on, don’t kneel down in front of me. You are a general and the one who leads the troops. Even if a soldier dies, he must die standing!"
A somewhat complicated look flashed across Qin Chong's eyes when he heard this. His background was very ordinary, just like his appearance. He bid farewell to his parents in his hometown ten years ago and entered the capital alone. With the intention of joining the army and serving the country, he participated in the National People's Congress that year.
He took the martial arts examination and passed the martial arts examination. He thought that from now on he would be able to wear golden armor, hold a steel gun in his hand, and lead the soldiers to the northern front line to fight against the Turks. Unexpectedly, the emperor ignored him and just threw him in.
A small captain was appointed in the Forbidden Army.
Unappreciated talents and dusty pearls are no longer enough to describe his mood. In the past ten years, relying on his true ability, he gritted his teeth and was promoted from captain to general, and then to general. Two years ago, he met the prince
, the prince treated him warmly and sincerely, and he finally made up his mind to follow the prince.
"The good wind will send me to Qingyun with its strength." He also got his wish and became the deputy general of the Forbidden Army. However, he always looked forward to leaving the capital and guarding the border. He always felt that that was where he belonged.
destination.
The prince didn't know the mixed feelings in Qin Chong's heart. He smiled lightly and said, "I called you here today. I have something I want to discuss with you."
Qin Chong knew that the so-called "discussion" in the prince's mouth was just a polite term, and he could only understand it as an order.
Qin Chong bowed and clasped his fists and said, "Please give me your instructions, Your Highness."
The prince smiled and said: "The capital's garrison general, Sun Dewang, has retired. Do you know about this?"
Qin nodded: "The general has known about it a few days ago."
"Old General Sun has retired, but the post of garrison in the capital has been left vacant. In the city of the Emperor, the capital of the capital, the post of garrison general is no small matter..."
Qin Zhong raised his head and glanced at the prince, vaguely knowing what the prince wanted to say.
Sure enough, the prince looked as usual and said with a smile: "General Qin has been in the Forbidden Army for so many years. In terms of qualifications, ability, and loyalty, he is enough to be his own man. I plan to recommend you to take this position to my father, but I don't know what General Qin wants.
how?"….
The last question can be regarded as nonsense. He has known the prince for more than two years, and he has some understanding of the prince's temperament. The prince's decisions cannot be tolerated by his subordinates. The meaning of the phrase "what do you mean" actually means
I'm asking you, do you choose to obey your orders or choose to die?
Qin Chong is not a fool, and his choice is wise.
"The general is willing to obey His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's arrangements."
The prince smiled with satisfaction, and his whole body relaxed, as if he had just completed the last sprint on Sisi, feeling satisfied and having endless aftertaste...
Before leaving, Qin Zhong looked at the prince's unpredictable smile and suddenly felt a little cold behind him. He hesitated and stopped talking.
"General Qin, do you have anything to say?" The prince's eyes never left him.
After thinking about it, Qin Zhong clasped his fists and said, "Zheng Yansong, the deputy general of the Shenwu Army, seems to be deliberately forming a good relationship with his junior general recently, but I don't know why."
The prince was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, as long as you have an idea."
Unable to get an answer from the prince, Qin Chong had no choice but to bow out and leave full of doubts.
Seeing Qin Zhong walking away, Fan Rui stepped forward and said softly: "Zheng Yansong of the Shenwu Army is a confidant of General Zhao Hu. If he goes to win over Qin Zhong, there must be a mystery..."
The prince smiled and said: "It's not a mystery. My teacher is holding the chess piece in his hand and hesitating. Now I'm afraid he has made up his mind and is about to make a move, haha."
"Then...His Royal Highness, we..."
"Wouldn't it be nice to be a true gentleman who watches the chess game without saying a word?" The prince's eyes were half-squinted, with a hint of gloominess occasionally passing through his eyes.
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In the backyard of Yuzhai.
After Mr. Wu left, Fang Zheng lay lazily on the recliner, closing his eyes and meditating.
He is thinking about life.
There are many things to think about in life. For the young master Fang, the most important thing at the moment is not to think about what Pan Shangshu is up to, nor what tricks the prince is up to. The country is not his, so he does not need to worry about it.
What he was thinking about was something related to his immediate interests - sexual intercourse.
Fang Zheng has a beautiful wish, that is, like the protagonists in all the movies, he collects all the beauties from all over the world and orders a super big bed. All his wives will lie naked on this bed. Of course, he must also be naked.
Then he would cover his eyes with black cloth and play the game of eagle catching chicks. If he caught any wife, he would do it with her, and then continue playing...
What a beautiful wish, I don’t know when or what month it will come true...
"What is this bastard doing with his eyes closed? He's drooling, and he's smiling so obscenely." Chang Ping's dissatisfied voice came to his ears.
Fang Zheng opened his eyes, smiled at Changping and said: "One teapot, countless teacups, it's good to be a man!"
Chang Ping asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
Fang Zheng blinked at her: "I am the teapot and you are the cup, that's great. It sounds much better than that silly saying that you are the wind and I am the sand..."
Chang Ping also winked at him: "How many tea cups are there?"
Fang Zheng pondered: "This... it depends on the extent of the suffering of fellow women. Generally speaking, I can still accept a dozen or twenty. Do you remember the story I told you about Journey to the West? Tang Monk Learned from the Nine Experiences
What is the reason for the 981st Difficulty? It is not just to understand how to save sentient beings from suffering. It is not easy for Tang Monk. Who will he offend by taking the sutra? Not only are there goblins who want to eat him, but there are also female goblins who seduce him. Your husband
I'm just like him..."
Chang Ping smiled so hard that his eyes turned into crescent moons, and said angrily: "You are so beautiful! As for Tang Monk, you are nothing more than a pig."
Fang Zheng ignored her and said to himself: "It would be great if I were Tang Monk. As long as a female seductress seduce me, I would immediately obey her without saying a word..."
Chang Ping smiled and said, "If you were Zhu Bajie, you could just follow her..."
Fang Zheng sighed: "If Zhu Bajie appears, the female demon will no longer obey..."