Wei Chengde knew that he had made up his words, so he couldn't help but blushed, coughed twice and said seriously: "...I just heard of it, I heard of it."

Fang Zheng and Feng Qiudao nodded tactfully and said, "Understand."

Fang Zheng laughed in his heart. No wonder this old man made his family feel like he was suffering from a disaster. It turned out that all the salary was thrown into the bottomless pit of Yao Jie'er. I couldn't tell that this poor old man had a Fengliu side.

After resigning from Wei Chengde, Feng Qiudao was going to the military camp and left Fang Zheng with fists at the door of Wei Chengde's house. Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Brother Feng, a smart and skillful man in the army, you have to pick a few more for me. I received a reliable tip. It is said that someone will make trouble in the middle of this negotiation."

Feng Qiudao's face turned stern: "Who is so bold?"

Fang Zheng looked around and approached Feng Qiudao's ear and said mysteriously: "...secret."

Feng Qiudao frowned and said, "Do you know how the other party should take action?"

Fang Zheng leaned into his ear again and said mysteriously: "...it's also a secret."

Feng Qiudao looked at Fang Zheng with a giggle and nodded, "Okay, brother, don't worry, leave this matter to me. Feng must send all his good hands to prevent those Turkic cubs from having any accidents in my Huachao Capital."

After saying that, Feng Qiudao clasped his fists and turned around and left.

Fang Zheng looked at Feng Qiudao's back and smiled. Old Feng is quite real, and his identity is a military general and has the right to mobilize troops on the spot. This time, the emperor sent him as the deputy envoy. I guess he was worried that someone would cause trouble in it?

Just as he was about to get on the carriage, Fang Zheng suddenly remembered something, turned around suddenly, and shouted in grief and anger: "Hey! Who will drive the carriage after you leave?"

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As soon as I returned to my doorstep, I saw more than a dozen guards at home pushing a young man. The young man was sandwiched between more than a dozen guards with big arms and round waists, like a small boat in the sea of ​​anger, and was at risk of being swallowed by huge waves at any time, and seemed extremely panicked and helpless.

Fang Zheng frowned. Since the Fang family gave birth to a court official, the Fang family has become confident when they go out. The servants who have been bullied in the past are now like beggars who suddenly become nouveau riche overnight. They are a bit arrogant and become arrogant. But it’s okay to be outside, bullying people at their doorsteps is too despicable. The news is that it’s all about him and his father’s reputation.

Fang Zheng strode forward and kicked a guard guard in the butt. The guard guard was kicked but didn't move at all. Fang Zheng couldn't help but secretly praise that Zheng Zhao had trained these bastards quite well.

The wardrobe who was kicked turned around in anger. Just as he was about to have an attack, he saw that the one who kicked him was the young master. He immediately changed his smile and said, "Young master, are you back?"

When the other guards saw Fang Zheng coming back, they all stopped and stopped bullying the young man. They saluted Fang Zheng one after another.

Fang Zheng snorted coldly with a stern face: "All of you are promising. Why are you bullying outsiders at your doorstep? I think my reputation is so good, and I want to pull it off and stomp it a few times?"

Everyone laughed and said, "Young Master, we never bully people, but this kid is an exception. He is your enemy. We brothers also want to vent our anger."

Enemy? Fang Zheng looked closely and said, "Oh, isn't this kid just Mr. Wu?" He pushed himself down from Qionghua Tower, and later he cheated and scared him and knocked him for 20,000 taels of silver."

Fang Zheng smiled happily when he saw Mr. Wu. The city wall of wealth could not be stopped when people came. It was short of silver and flowers, and someone came to his door. This was not an enemy, it was clearly a lucky boy.

At this moment, the boy lucky boy was smiling pitifully at Fang Zheng, his clothes were messy, as if he had been violated by more than a dozen homosexual men. He was trembling among the guards, looking extremely miserable.

Shaking his head, Fang Zheng said in a deep voice: "You are so rude. Don't you understand the reason why you are a guest? Remember, Mr. Wu, he is not an enemy, but a customer! Do you understand? If you see him in the future, you must be polite."

As he said that, he strode towards Mr. Wu, and said in surprise: "Oh! Isn't this Mr. Wu? We brothers have never seen each other, so why did they become such a virtue?"

Mr. Wu opened his mouth and wanted to say that my virtue was not the evil slaves of your family. Seeing that the "evil slaves" of the Fang family were staring at him coldly with their arms around them, Mr. Wu had to shut up obediently and forcefully squeeze out a smile.

Fang Zheng grabbed Mr. Wu and walked into the mansion, and said earnestly as he walked: "It's not me who said you, Mr. Wu, you have to come and walk around often. Look, my guards in my house haven't visited for so long. This is not good, so it's so good."

Mr. Wu nodded with a sad face, and was so angry that he was almost vomiting blood. Since he fell, why did this guy look even more bastard than before? At most, he was a prodigal son who bullied the weak and feared the strong. Now he heard that he was an official, so God is really not good at seeing him. Now Fang Zheng looks like a smiling tiger, which makes people scare him from the bottom of his eyes at first sight. If it weren't for Mr. Wu's "unique poison" in Fang Zheng's body, the genius would be willing to walk with him more.

Fang Zheng pulled Mr. Wu into the side hall. After the servants presented the Qing tea, Fang Zheng suddenly put on airs and slowly held the tea cup and sucked the tea, without saying a word for a while.

Mr. Wu couldn't help it anymore and bowed with a smile, "I heard that Mr. Fang, uh, Lord Fang has made great contributions to the court and has been awarded the title by the emperor. I am very particular to express my gratitude to Lord Fang."

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "What's the point of congratulations about this? Is it hard to work hard? It's not as free and easy as Mr. Wu. By the way, Mr. Wu is here in person today, what advice can I give?"

Mr. Wu hurriedly smiled and said, "Don't dare, Fang... Lord Fang, I have moved around recently and made some money. Look at the antidote..."

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up when he heard the word "silver", and his body couldn't help but lean forward. After finding that his movements were not steady enough, he pretended to be nothing and leaned on the chair without raising his eyelids, saying, "Mr. Wu, this official is the official of the court and has long regarded money as dirt. Now, this official is concerned about whether the people live and work in peace and stability, whether the frontier is peaceful, and those yellow, white and dirty things have long been too late to take a look at..."

Mr. Wu looked extremely despised, but he had to smile on his face and nodded repeatedly as if he was admiring.

After sucking a sip of tea, Fang Zheng continued to speak in an official voice: "...I have too many things to care about, all for the national economy and people's livelihood. The reason for the righteousness is that even if I work hard, I will do whatever I want. I only hope that the people of our China Dynasty will live a prosperous life, the national treasury can be full, and the border can be peaceful. I will be satisfied and die without regrets... How much money did you bring this time?"

"Uh, ah?" Mr. Wu was stunned. Fang Zheng's words turned too fast, and he didn't react for a while.

Fang Zheng frowned dissatisfiedly and said, "A young man, his ears are not working well. Didn't you say you brought me the silver? Where is the silver?"

"Ah? Oh, the silver is here, here, please look at it." Mr. Wu wiped his sweat and took out a stack of silver notes from his arms. In his heart, Fang Zheng's contempt mentioned the highest level. This guy whispered the national economy and people's livelihood, treating money like dirt. In just a few words, he showed his greed for money. After becoming an official, he still looked like a ruffian and deserved to be imprisoned in the heavenly prison.

Fang Zheng didn't know what he thought, so he took the silver note and flipped it carefully, then said unhappily: "Why is it only 20,000 taels? You have done this little after working for a month?"

Mr. Wu said with a sad face: "Mr. Fang, there is nothing I can do. My father is too nervous. It is harder to get some money from the store at home than to reach the sky. The 20,000 taels still take a lot of risks. Please ask Lord Fang to give up his hands."

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if I lift it. But I can remind you that you have one million taels in three years. You have established a document. I won't urge you. When the time comes, I will go and collect your shop, house, and real estate. Anyway, I am a reasonable and legal creditor. I owe debts and pay them back. God and I will do it myself."

Mr. Wu was so scared that his face was pale. He couldn't help but tremble when he heard this, and nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, Lord Fang, I will definitely get all the money as soon as possible, and I won't let you wait for a long time."

Fang Zheng looked at him with contempt and stole all the property his father worked hard to pay off his own debt. I really don’t know what the meaning of his life is to live like this.

Mr. Wu wiped his sweat and smiled, "Mr. Fang... It's been only one month now. Didn't you say that as long as you get the money, will you give me the antidote for this month? Look at this..."

Fang Zheng was stunned: "What antidote?"

Mr. Wu curled his lips and almost cried: "Mr. Fang, don't scare me. I'm still covered with the poison you have. Didn't you say you have to take your unique antidote every month?"

Fang Zheng slapped his forehead and said, "Hey, I forgot about this." The silly boy really believes this. It seems that there are also unwise people in ancient times. Anyway, this boy has also made an IOU, so he is not afraid that he will lose money, so just tell him the truth."

Fang Zheng coughed: "Young Master Wu, tell you the truth. The last time the poison was not a poison..."

Seeing Mr. Wu's expression of disbelief, Fang Zheng was a little impatient: "It's really not a poison. I just rubbed a mud ball on the ground to make you play with..."

Mr. Wu cried, "Master Fang, are you the ones who are teasing me now? After taking your poison last time, I have been feeling all over the past month, so I can't eat or sleep. When someone touched me, I felt extremely painful all over my body. I must be seriously poisoned. Master Fang, please save me!"
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