The fat man choked, and then his face turned pale. He suddenly realized what he was doing. It would not be nice to say that his brother broke the lock of his brother's house, not to mention that his brother was the prince of the dynasty, and he was the prince of the royal family. Now
Squatting like a thief at the door of his brother's cellar, trying to figure out how to pick the door lock, the fat man thought this was too ridiculous.
Quickly standing up straight, the fat man coughed and cupped his hands towards Fang Zheng and Xiao Huaiyuan who were putting on the locks: "...You two are busy, I have to leave beforehand...I didn't see anything."
After saying that, he turned around and raised his legs to leave. He just hoped that these two thieves who specialized in locking would wave their hands absently and let him disappear quickly. In this way, no matter what earth-shattering shit these two did, he would
You can pretend that you don't know, and save yourself the embarrassment when facing the prince. After all, although the relationship between the fat man and the prince is not very good, they have remained lukewarm for so many years. No matter how secretly they are at odds, they still have a relationship.
Not to the point of stealing his things, but as a prince, it would be too embarrassing to do so.
Unfortunately, God did not follow his wishes. A hand stretched out mysteriously and pulled him hard. The fat man turned around and saw Fang Zheng looking at him with a face that smiled more innocently than the lily. The fat man sighed in his heart.
I knew this kid wouldn't let him go.
"Having entered the treasure mountain, how can you return empty-handed? Aren't you tempted by the centuries-old good wine? Don't you want to try it yourself?" Fang Zheng's eyes were filled with light, as if he was hypnotizing the fat man.
The fat man swallowed his saliva and tried his best to refuse: "His Royal Highness took this out to entertain guests. Maybe someone will be sent to pick it up soon. If we are discovered by others, I'm afraid we will be embarrassed to see others in the future. Brother Fang
, let’s hurry up..."
"That's right! So we have to hurry up and open this lock quickly. Fatty, your reminders are always so timely. In terms of foresight, you are much better than me..." Fang Zheng interrupted Fatty's words with great interest.
road.
"Ah?" The fat man was dumbfounded and hurriedly explained: "No...I didn't mean that..."
Fang Zheng ignored him, squatted down and urged Xiao Huaiyuan, who was using the wire to lock the lock, and said, "Hey, can you do it? I haven't been able to get it in for a long time. If you really can't get it in, let me do it."
Xiao Huaiyuan smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Fang, your words are easily misunderstood. I'm just trying to set a lock. Don't say it so ambiguously?"
Fang Zheng stood up, patted the fat man on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I stole the wine later, let you try it first."
The fat man kept looking back nervously, for fear of being caught in the act. Hearing this, he wiped his sweat and forced a smile and said: "...No need, I suddenly became a Buddhist recently and stopped drinking..."
Fang Zheng hooked the fat man's neck and winked at him with a lewd expression: "There must be a lot of treasures in the prince's cellar. Maybe there are gold and silver jewels, erotic albums, peerless magic weapons and so on. You don't have any."
Any ideas?”
Before the fat man could answer, Xiao Huaiyuan said excitedly: "Grandma's! I finally got it off!"
Fang Zheng was overjoyed and ran over in a hurry.
When the fat man heard that the lock was opened, his expression became even more anxious. He raised his head and looked at the sky. Suddenly, as if he remembered something very important, he slapped his thigh and said, "Oh! I suddenly remembered that my beloved concubine at home gave me
I stewed the soup and was waiting for me to go back to drink it. She would be sad if I didn’t go back. Everyone, see you later..."
After saying that, the fat man didn't wait for Fang Zheng to react. His butt was on fire, his fat and bloated body seemed as light as a swallow, and he disappeared in a flash.
Fang Zheng and Xiao Huaiyuan looked at each other in surprise. After a while, Xiao Huaiyuan praised: "...What a light kung fu!"
Fang Zheng nodded in agreement: "Yi Qi Jue Chen..."
Xiao Huaiyuan glanced sideways at Fang Zheng and said lukewarmly: "Is he His Royal Highness Prince Fu?"...
Fang Zheng was shocked: "How do you know?"
Xiao Huaiyuan sneered: "Except for the prince, who would call the wife at home 'concubine'? Do you think I'm a fool? I can't even hear that. I've been living in vain for so many years."
Fang Zheng said lazily: "Now we are the only two left. What is the purpose of coming here to pick the lock? Don't tell me that you are here to steal wine. It doesn't matter if you insult my character, but don't
Insulting my intelligence."
Xiao Huaiyuan's eyes flickered and he said: "I really came here to steal wine..."
Fang Zheng chuckled and said: "Forget it, we don't need to tell lies with our eyes open, it's quite boring. Let's go in and take a look first."
After saying that, Fang Zheng pushed open the cellar door and walked in first.
Xiao Huaiyuan smiled with relief and followed Fang Zheng inside. He heard Fang Zheng walking in front and muttering dissatisfiedly: "If you don't tell me the truth, I will steal wine later and complain to the prince."
, it all depends on you..."
Xiao Huaiyuan's smile froze immediately.
The cellar is very dry and well ventilated. There are long rows of shelves against the wall with many things placed on them. Fang Zheng always thought that the cellars of the ancients were only used to store perishable food, such as seasonal vegetables, fruits, bacon, etc.
Yes, now I realize that I was wrong. Basically, everything that needs to be kept properly is placed in the cellar.
For example, authentic calligraphy and paintings by celebrities, unique books, easily damaged porcelain, etc. are all placed in the cellar.
Fang Zheng's eyes widened, looking at the dazzling array of precious things in front of him, and he began to evaluate these things with an astonishing mental arithmetic speed.
Tsk tsk, the prince is indeed rich. If I bring a few carriages, empty out this cellar, take it back and sell it, at least hundreds of thousands of taels of silver will be lost. Otherwise, I will run to follow him now.
Prince, please beg for mercy? Just say that I want to steal your things. Please let me bring the carriage in, otherwise it will be too troublesome to move it again and again...
After careful consideration, Fang Zheng gave up on this tempting idea - the prince probably disagreed...
As soon as Xiao Huaiyuan came in, he walked towards the shelf with books, took out the books on the shelf, and flipped through them one by one, as if he was looking for something important.
Fang Zheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "Hey, what are you looking for? Tell me and I will help you find it."
Xiao Huaiyuan carefully put the book back in its place, turned his head and said seriously: "Brother Fang, I can't say, but you have to believe me, I am not a bad person..."
Fang Zheng snorted before he finished speaking: "If you weren't a bad person, wouldn't I be a saint? Old Xiao, it's okay if you don't want to keep your secret secret, but it's not right to put gold on your own face.
Now, can you tell the difference between good and bad people in this world? If good people all have loyal and patriotic faces, how can those traitorous ministers still live? Just like me, look at me, I look like a bad person? And I’m so bad that I have sores on my head.
, the kind of bad guy who has pus on his soles? But the truth is, I’m a damn good guy! Where can I go to reason with you? The world is so chaotic that good people can’t outlive the bad guys. They are all sanctimonious all day long.
Said Shiyun, pretending to be a filial son and grandson of some generation, once he sees a beautiful woman, sees gold and silver, all the things he talks about in daily life will be thrown out of the sky, just like a fucking flower-picking monk chanting Amitabha.
It seems that it has become a slogan. I dreamed about Confucius a while ago, and I asked him why the world is like this? Do you still care? The old guy Confucius spread his hands and said: I have no idea... Hey, I am asking.
What are you looking for? How did it get involved with Confucius? Can you please stop interrupting? Hey! Wake up! What's wrong with you?"
Xiao Huaiyuan looked at Fang Zheng blankly. He didn't know why the sentence "not a bad person" actually caused Fang Zheng to complain so much, and then blamed him for interrupting. How did this person have such a brain? Xiao Huaiyuan believed that,
If you open the book now and ask Fang Zheng pointing to the word "shameless", he will definitely not recognize it...
Swallowing with difficulty, Xiao Huaiyuan said cautiously: "Brother Fang...have you finished speaking?" He rarely used honorifics. He thought he could talk about the topic of "good guys and bad guys" for a long time, but he failed.
A person whose audience is confused and confused is definitely not simple. At least he cannot afford to offend such a person and must be respected.
"That's it." Fang Zheng let out a long sigh of relief, smacked his lips, and seemed to be a little unfinished: "... Now that we have finished the business, I will tell you about the dialectical relationship between good people and bad people. When you understand it,
I feel relieved. Zi once said: If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die at night. This means that I have explained the truth to you clearly this morning, and you can die in the evening..."
Xiao Huaiyuan was the same as Fatty just now, his face turned a little pale, and he stammered: "Why...why should I...die?"
Fang Zheng hummed: "What a new question, how do I know? Zi said this, just ask him..."
"..."
Shaking his head vigorously, Xiao Huaiyuan felt that it would be better to get to the point quickly. If he continued to talk about it, he would become a madman.
Carefully looking towards the cellar door, Xiao Huaiyuan lowered his voice and said, "Brother Fang, do you also know that Pan Shangshu has been unstable recently?"
Fang Zheng was shocked, how did he know? At present, the only people who know that Pan Shangshu is going to rebel, except the emperor and himself, are only one or two people in the shadows. It is estimated that even the vast majority of people in Lao Pan's camp are kept in the dark.
Here, where did this kid know?
Blinking, Fang Zheng looked confused and asked doubtfully: "Old Pan is unstable? What do you mean? Is it unstable walking or riding a car? It's normal for an old man to be unstable. What's wrong with this?
Something easy to say?"
Xiao Huaiyuan couldn't laugh or cry: "If you keep pretending to be stupid, I won't say anything. You can do whatever you like."
Fang Zheng quickly put on a flattering expression and said with a flattering smile: "Brother Xiao, what do you say? Who of us brothers is following whom? Why should we see each other outside? You stepped on my little Huihui to death last time.
I didn’t do anything to you, come on, tell me, what’s going on?”
Xiao Huaiyuan glanced at him feebly and sighed: "Pan Shangshu may be rebelling recently. You may have known about this for a long time. But I believe you still don't know which generals in the army secretly colluded with Pan Shangshu to usurp the throne.
?”
Fang Zheng's eyes shone brightly and he nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, I really can't find out about this matter. Do you know?" After saying that, Fang Zheng looked at him with great expectation and secretly made up his mind:
If this kid really knew, he would have to be arrested, tortured, get the list, and then go before the emperor to claim credit...
Xiao Huaiyuan smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "I don't know either."
Fang Zheng's face fell when he heard this, and he said in a bad tone: "It's fun to play tricks on people, right? I didn't know you were so mysterious, and you were deliberately teasing me?"
Xiao Huaiyuan said with a smile: "I don't know, but the prince knows. Although Pan Shangshu and the prince have a teacher-student relationship, they have been in a hostile situation recently. Pan Shangshu rebelled and wanted to grab the prince's kingdom. How could the prince tolerate it?
Want him? So I believe that the prince must be secretly using his power to check Pan Shangshu. It is more likely that the prince already has a complete list of Pan’s party members, including the generals in the army."
Fang Zheng asked doubtfully: "Since the prince knew that Pan Shangshu was going to rebel, why didn't he give the list to the emperor?"
Xiao Huaiyuan's smile was full of sarcasm: "The emperor's throne is a good thing. The prince probably wants to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. No matter who loses or wins, it will be good for him. The snipe and the clam are fighting. The prince wants to do it."
That fisherman handed in the list, how can he still benefit?"
Fang Zheng suddenly realized that in terms of political sensitivity, his current level is similar to that of an idiot. He has been an official for so long, and if the emperor had not protected him, a hundred heads would not be enough for others to cut off. It seems that he will have to be smarter in the future...
.
After glancing around, Fang Zheng said: "You went to the books in the cellar as soon as you came in. Do you think that the list that the prince found is hidden in these books?"
Xiao Huaiyuan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I just came here to try my luck. After all, I have searched all the places I can find in the Prince's Mansion. I haven't been to this garden yet. I want to try to look..."
"did you find it?"
"Look at my expression, does it look like I found it?"
"It's not like that, but it looks a bit like my wife ran away with someone else, - very disappointed? Do you feel green?"
"..."
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Xiao Huaiyuan was busy working, and Fang Zheng was not idle either. He looked around and finally found the legendary bottle of century-old wine at the bottom of the shelf.
Overjoyed, Fang Zheng picked up the wine jar and carefully smashed the mud lid that sealed the jar. Suddenly, a strong aroma of wine filled the entire cellar.
Xiao Huaiyuan sniffed and exclaimed: "It smells so good!"
Fang Zheng smiled proudly: "A century-old wine, of course it tastes good. I don't know who the fool buried it, but he didn't want to drink it after a hundred years. Now, it's all an advantage for me, haha..."
Xiao Huaiyuan swallowed his saliva and hurriedly corrected him: "Wrong, you are giving us an advantage. You can't eat alone..."
There is actually only half a jar of wine. No matter how tightly it is sealed, the wine in the jar has evaporated a lot over the years. If you look closely, you will see that the wine is amber, like a large natural agate, shining brown in the jar.
Light. After many years of fermentation, the wine has become extremely thick. When shaken a little, it looks like a jar of sticky paste. Although he has never drank a hundred-year-old wine, Fang Zheng knows that this jar of wine must not be directly
To drink, it is said that you need to mix it with 30% new brewed wine at a ratio of seven to three to get the best taste.
After searching around, Fang Zheng finally found a few jars of new wine, mixed the new wine into the old wine in proportion, shook it, and then patted Xiao Huaiyuan: "Hey, come and taste it, see if it tastes good, be careful.
Don't spill it, there is only one jar of this wine in the world, spilling even a drop is a crime against all mankind..."
Xiao Huaiyuan had the wine bug on his head and ignored Fang Zheng. He picked up the wine jar excitedly and took a careful sip. Then he stood with his eyes squinted, motionless, as if he couldn't breathe. Fang Zheng was frightened.
I jumped, damn! Could this wine be a trap set by the prince, with poison in it? Fortunately, he drank it first...
After a long while, I saw Xiao Huaiyuan let out this long breath, his eyes were bright, his face was full of energy, and he praised: "It is indeed a century-old wine, and it deserves its reputation!"
Turning to look at Fang Zheng, Xiao Huaiyuan asked doubtfully: "Why don't you drink?"
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and said with a strange expression: "...I'm not in a hurry, I'll drink it later."
One stick of incense and time passes.
Fang Zheng looked at Xiao Huaiyuan's face carefully, and then asked: "Are you feeling uncomfortable in any way?"
Xiao Huaiyuan thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No."
Fang Zheng smiled with satisfaction, picked up the wine jar, took a small sip, tasted it carefully, and praised loudly: "It's such a good wine. If you drink it once in this life, it will be worth your while!"
Xiao Huaiyuan asked in confusion: "Why didn't you drink just now? Why did you drink again now?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "What if there is poison in it, wouldn't my death be as light as a feather? So I have to wait. If you don't die after drinking it, it won't be too late for me to drink again, haha..."
Why is this kid testing poison on me? How shameless!
Xiao Huaiyuan snorted dissatisfied: "Didn't you say that drinking it is worth dying for once? Why are you afraid of poison?"
Fang Zheng said in astonishment: "What I said was just for the occasion. Do you believe this? How naive?"
"..."
The two of them had been in the cellar for a long time. Xiao Huaiyuan had not been able to find what he wanted. After discussing it, the two of them decided to retreat. Otherwise, it would be bad if they were discovered. Fang Zheng is an official now. The prince is sure.
I won't do anything to him, but Xiao Huaiyuan's fate is quite miserable. Strictly speaking, this guy belongs to the category of "house thief", and he will be a dead man in anyone's hands.
Seeing Fang Zheng happily walking out with the wine jar in his arms, Xiao Huaiyuan finally started to worry belatedly.
"Hey, Brother Fang, can't you just taste this wine? Why are you taking it away? You really want to steal it?"
Fang Zheng gave him a strange look: "Are you okay? I've been busy for a long time today just for this jar of wine. If you don't take it away, do you want me to finish it here?"
Xiao Huaiyuan smiled bitterly and said, "What if the prince sends someone to get it to entertain guests?"
Fang Zheng pursed his lips and said, "Didn't you see? I found an identical jar and put it there. It contains new wine. It's drinking anyway. New wine and old wine are not the same."
Can that be the same? Xiao Huaiyuan rolled his eyes: "What will the prince do if he finds out?"
Fang Zheng stared and said: "What does it have to do with me? You found the cellar first, you opened the lock on the door, you opened the books on the bookshelf, and you even drank this wine first...
"
After saying that, Fang Zheng looked wary and stared, "Could it be that you want to frame me?"