Fang Zheng ran two streets before suddenly stopping. He felt that this was wrong. This is my home. Where should I go? Besides, I only have a dozen taels of scattered silver on my body. What can the little princess do to me? As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes. No matter how powerful the little princess is, she will never be able to squeeze out any oil and water from me at this time.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng swayed back as if he had a calm pill. He decided to tell the little princess with practical actions that a poor man could not get any benefits. Didn’t an old man named Ma say in his previous life? “What the proletariat lost is just chains.” The meaning of this sentence is quite similar to “a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.”

The little princess was sitting on the threshold of the Fang Mansion gate waiting for Fang Zheng. Her eyes were wide open, and her fleshy little hands were holding her round chin, just like a good baby sitting at the doorstep of her parents waiting for her to get home from get off work after school.

Only Fang Zheng knew that this seemingly well-behaved and innocent baby was actually more terrifying than an assassin. At most, the assassin only wanted his life, but what the little princess wanted was silver that was more important than his life. In Fang Zheng's eyes, the little princess's danger coefficient was obviously several levels higher than the assassin. Especially the small box next to her was like a nuclear bomb detonator. Once raised, it could only lose money and eliminate disasters.

When the little princess saw Fang Zheng, her clear and black eyes suddenly lit up, her face was full of joy and expectation, as if she saw a humanoid ATM shining with golden light, and she slowly walked towards her...

Fang Zheng was stared at her happy eyes and couldn't help but have a cold war. How could this look make people panic?

He bent down respectfully and saluted: "I have seen Princess Changle."

The little princess ignored him and stood up and ran to Fang Zheng quickly. She pulled him to sit on the threshold. Then she rubbed and beat Fang Zheng's shoulder with a little flattering tone: "Mr. Fang... no, thank you brother-in-law, are you tired? I will help you relieve your fatigue..."

Fang Zheng felt like a mirror in his heart. This was the treatment of a VIP customer? His Highness, the youngest and most beloved princess, personally massaged the fifth-rank official's back. His intention was simply Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it.

This little brat is only five years old, so where can I learn this way to please people? And he is so skillful that even Fang Zheng, who is good at flattering, has to admire him very much.

He hurriedly grabbed the little princess' hand, Fang Zheng smiled bitterly, "Your Highness, Princess, stop working. Today, you are afraid that you will be back empty-handed. To say something heart-to-heart, I am so kind and righteous for your dowry..."

Seeing the little princess's face of hesitation and disbelief, Fang Zheng stood up very barely and generously shaped like a "big" shape, "If you don't believe it, you can search."

The little princess was really not polite. She immediately started patting Fang Zheng on his body, touching him everywhere, ignoring the stunned eyes of the servants of the Fang family inside the gate. Fang Zheng sighed in his heart, what's the matter! This young master can't lose his face anymore. In public, he was touched by a five-year-old girl and could not get angry at her. Who knows whether it would hurt her young and fragile heart? If she casts a shadow on her childhood, wouldn't she be hated by her for the rest of her life?

The little princess worked hard for a long time and only found more than a dozen scattered silver. She threw them into the donation box in disappointment. Fang Zheng grinned. Now, this young master is completely penniless...

Glazing at Fang Zheng hatefully, the little princess pouted: "How come you have no money? My brother said, your family is the richest family in my dynasty, just do it."

Fang Zheng was furious when he heard this. Which bastard brother said? Is it my family’s money and I don’t owe you, so why give it to you for free? Isn’t this fanning the flames for the children?

After taking a few deep breaths, Fang Zheng tried hard to calm himself down, and piled up a smile that thought he was kind and kind and said, "Be good to your princess, tell me, which brother of yours told you?"

If the little princess said it was a fat man, Fang Zheng would rush into the Fu Palace without hesitation and fight with him!

The little princess obviously didn't catch a cold with his smirk face. He curled her lips, twisted her little head aside, and muttered, "It was my brother of Thailand..."

Who is the King of Thailand? Fang Zheng was stunned and found that he knew nothing about the King of Thailand. According to the little princess, this King of Thailand is probably not a good thing, so how could he instigate children to run to other people's houses to blackmail?

Fang Zheng squatted down and touched the little princess' head with a smile, "Your Highness, tell me quietly, does your Thai King brother think that he is a very bad person at first sight, and chopping his head a hundred times is not considered a person who wronged him?"

The little princess stared at him angrily, and before she could speak, a low and slightly magnetic voice behind the door laughed: "I haven't grown a hundred heads and let someone chop it, haha."

Fang Zheng was shocked and quickly stood up, but saw the fat man and a slightly taller young man walking out, both of them with gentle smiles on their faces.

Fang Zheng hurried forward and said, "I have seen Your Highness, King Fu..." Fang Zheng still gave the fat man a lot of face if outsiders were present.

The fat man smiled honestly and said, "No gift, come and meet me. This is my third prince, His Highness, the King of Thailand."

Fang Zheng was shocked again and quickly bowed to the King of Thailand and said, "My minister Fang Zheng, pay homage to His Highness to the King of Thailand."

Yes, Fatty is King Fu, the emperor's fourth son, so this Thai king is the third son. I wonder if he was born with the same mother as Fatty. The so-called dragon gave birth to nine sons, each with different people. People are born with their mothers, and monsters are born with their mothers...

The Thai king in front of him looked much more pleasing than the fat man. He looked upright, wearing an ordinary black Confucian shirt, dressed in luxurious and low-key, and kept playing with a folding fan with gold thread in his hand, and a warm and graceful smile on the corner of his mouth. His romantic and suave attitude, standing on the street, will definitely be popular with thousands of ignorant girls.

Fang Zheng frowned and thought to himself: This man is so handsome that he has been around the world several times. I am afraid that only I can compete with him for his strengths.

Xu helped him, and the King of Thailand smiled heartily, "I have heard of Master Fang's great reputation, and I have made many extraordinary achievements for my Huachao. I am not talented, so I asked my fourth brother to introduce him to me. It's a risk. I hope Master Fang will not blame me for being rude."

Fang Zheng glanced at the fat man at the corner of his eyes and saw that he was still smiling silly, harmless and simple, with no strange colors on his face.

Fang Zheng had no choice but to say politely: "His Highness of the Thai King has praised it. He is ignorant of his studies and has no qualifications. He made all the so-called credits based on luck. He is so ashamed!"

The fat man smiled and said, "All right, don't be humble. Brother Fang, my third emperor has been smart and studious since he was a child. He never forgets everything. He also likes to travel around the world and expresses his love for mountains and rivers, so he often doesn't live in the capital. Just now, he just came back yesterday, so he asked me to introduce you to him. Now you know each other, haha."

Fang Zheng nodded and understood. It turned out that this Thai king was a lie, just like me, and liked to run around without any reason. No wonder he has been traveling for more than half a year, but he has never seen this prince before.

"Brother Fang, the third emperor and I grew up together. They have a strong relationship with each other, and they are gentle and have the spirit of a gentleman. You can feel at ease with each other." The fat man added with a smile.

Fang Zheng nodded quickly, and suddenly felt someone pulling the corner of his clothes. He looked down and saw that it was the little princess. She saw the three of them standing at the gate and chatting happily, as if she had forgotten her noble princess, the noble princess, and couldn't help but feel dissatisfied. Seeing that everyone was looking at her, the little princess put her hands on her hips with anger, and accused her loudly, "How can you forget me?"

The three of them laughed, and Fang Zheng bent down and picked up the little princess, laughing and said, "How dare I forget Your Highness Princess? Isn't your princess wanting a dowry? If you want to make the fundraising career bigger and stronger, it's not enough to just find Weichen. I'm going to teach you a way, bring a few guards, go door to door to visit the princes and ministers, remember to carry your broken... Cough, go with the box, whoever dares not give it, ask the guard to spank him! This is called enhancing the relationship between the royal family and the ministers, which is very meaningful. Well, Weichen suggests that Your Highness visit Pan Shangshu first, because his family's money is so piled up that the warehouse can't even put it down..."

The little princess was overjoyed when she heard this. Her big eyes were radiating with excitement, as if she was very happy that her fundraising career had entered a new starting point. The King of Thailand and the fat man looked at each other and kept wiping the cold sweat on her forehead...

Fang Zheng and the little princess laughed and quarreled for a while, but suddenly realized that everyone was still standing outside the gate, and they were really negligent. They hurriedly put down the little princess and invited her to the scene.

The King of Thailand waved his hand and smiled, "I'm fine. Today I went to the palace to see my father. My father was mentioning that he would send me memorials to Brother Fang. I thought I was going to visit you, so I took the initiative to ask for this job. Haha, it seems that you still have official duties to work hard in the evening, so I won't disturb you. Today I just came to recognize the door, and everyone will walk around more in the future. Haha, I'm leaving."

After saying that, the King of Thailand picked up the little princess and went out first.

The fat man blinked at Fang Zheng and smiled and said, "Brother Fang, the third prince has a good impression of you, but you can have more contacts, haha."

He patted Fang Zheng on the shoulder, and the fat man also said goodbye.

Fang Zheng stood at the door, watching the King of Thailand and the Fatty Car slowly moving away, and a playful smile appeared on his face. The King of Thailand is very interesting... During this period, he seems to have met many interesting people. Xiao Huaiyuan is one, and the King of Thailand is one. Is the life of this young master now rich and colorful?

Fang Zheng stood at the gate like a beautiful tree in the wind for a long time, and suddenly woke up like a dream, hurriedly chased the King of Thailand's car and shouted: "Hey, Your Highness, did you say you gave me a memorial? Where is the memorial?"

He was chasing the car, and for no reason, a person suddenly rushed out of the slant, blocking Fang Zheng's way. Fang Zheng looked closely and found that it was Wen Sen.

After looking around for a while, Fang Zheng wondered: "...Where did you come out? Escape from the earth? Or fly with a sword?"

Wen Sen smiled and said, "I have a way to do this kind of lurking and secret agent. Lord Fang doesn't have to chase him, the memorial will be on my subordinates."

As he said that, he took off the burden on his back and handed it over.

Fang Zheng took it and said in confusion: "Why are the emperor reading memorials for no reason? Isn't this a shameful person? I don't even know the ministers who wrote the memorials."

Wensen smiled and said, "Sir, don't doubt it, my subordinates will solve their doubts."

Patting Wensen's shoulder, Fang Zheng smiled and said, "You can't stand outside to discuss national affairs? Let's go to my house. Today, my boss will treat you a good meal..."

Wensen hurriedly thanked.

"It's not in vain to invite me next month, you have to invite me back and treat me..."

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Back at his yard, Fang Zheng loudly ordered Xiaolu to serve the dishes, and then sent Xiaowu to his father's cellar and stole two jars of Chen's daughter-in-law, treasured by Mr. Fang. The two of them ate and drank while eating and drinking under the flashing lights, and discussed the matters in the memorial.

This time, the matter was a bit big. It was about the devourment of the tax silver in Jiangnan. Li Huaide, the prefect of Jiaxing, reported secretly, saying that the summer tax in Jiangnan this year. In addition to Jiaxing Prefecture, the prefects of the six prefectures of Jiangnan colluded with each other, changed their accounts and household registrations, falsely reported false taxes, and privately consumed greed, and the amount was huge. It is said that it also involved important officials in the court in the capital, even... the prince.

Some censors who heard the news heard the news from somewhere, and more than a dozen censors submitted a memorial asking the emperor to investigate and deal with it thoroughly.

"What does this matter to me? I'm not greedy for money. I think, the emperor won't give me a chance..." Fang Zheng said in an unknown way after understanding the whole thing.

Wensen wiped his sweat and said, "...This, Lord Fang, the emperor hopes that you will read these memorials and understand the whole process. The emperor has an order to develop our institution as soon as possible. Then the first task is to go to Jiangnan to secretly investigate the case. This case involves a lot. Now we only have dozens of old brothers, so I am afraid we cannot be competent."

Fang Zheng nodded and smiled and said, "Let's understand, investigate the case, it's not that the matter. Come on, let's drink, don't talk about business affairs in the middle of the night. Comrade Lenin said it well: 'If you can't rest, you won't be able to entertain'..."

"Mr. Fang, who is Lenin?"

"Oh, you don't know me, I'm a friend, I have a very strong relationship..."

Under the bright moonlight, the two of them drank one cup after another. Establishing a good relationship with their subordinates is a very important part of interpersonal relationship. With Fang Zheng's extroverted temperament, they must win over it. The two talked and laughed together and talked about some interesting things. Wensen felt honored to receive this courtesy. He repeatedly expressed his willingness to serve the work of a dog and a horse in his words.

In the end, both of them were drunk. Wen Sen staggered and said goodbye and returned home. Fang Zheng took advantage of the drunkenness and ate a few handfuls of tofu in Xiao Lu, which made Xiao Lu very embarrassed and annoyed. He wanted to teach him a lesson. Seeing that Fang Zheng's drunken look ridiculous and pitiful, he pinched Fang Zheng's nose coquettishly and took water and Fang Zheng's face.

Fang Zheng went to the study with more than a dozen memorials. In his drunken eyes, he picked up his pen and wrote and painted the memorials in vain. Finally, he could not resist the surging sleepiness and fell asleep on the desk...

When he woke up the next day, Fang Zheng found himself sleeping in bed. No need to ask, it must be the caring Xiaolu who was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he struggled to carry him to bed. But he didn't know if she had molested me while the young master was drunk...

Fang Zheng is now having a split headache, and there are hundreds of little people in his head, and he is so painful that he wants to cut off his head.

After Xiaolu served him to wash up, a small yellow gate came to the palace, and passed the emperor's will, and ordered him to bring the memorials sent last night and quickly met the palace. Fang Zheng did not dare to be negligent, so he quickly collected the memorials filled with tables, found a bundle and wrapped them up, and then followed the little yellow gate into the palace.

In the imperial study room.

The emperor smiled and greeted Fang Zheng, and then came to the point.

"This time, Li Huaide's secret memorial made me very angry, but his memorial did not have any actual evidence. What I said were all rumors of slandering the rumors. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Li Huaide was suspected of falsely conspiring to be a minister. Therefore, I hope you will establish this institution as soon as possible and then rush to Jiangnan immediately. You must investigate this matter clearly. No matter who is involved, even the important officials in the court will be investigated! Humph! If you dare to greed for the money from my treasury, you will have to pay a heavy price!" The emperor's eyes were powerful, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes, which made Fang Zheng involuntarily fight a cold war.

"I will do my best to do this, please rest assured."

The emperor nodded with satisfaction, smiled, and flipped through the memorial that he gave to Fang Zheng to study last night, and then the smile on the emperor's face froze.

"Bang!" The emperor Long Yan was furious and slapped the dragon case hard, and said angrily: "Fang Zheng, you... this bastard!"

Fang Zheng was so scared that he shrank his neck and knelt down quickly, feeling very depressed. It was indeed a companion for the king and the tiger. I'll provoke you? Why are you scolding me?

"You...you...what did you write on the memorial?" The emperor was so angry that his eyebrows and eyes trembled, and even the dragon's body was shaking slightly.

"I didn't write..." Fang Zheng stopped talking. He suddenly remembered that after getting drunk last night, he was indeed "studying" memorials in the study, and it seemed that he had picked up a pen and wrote a few words, but... why did I write the memorials?

"Hmph! Explain me, what does it mean to be 'the master is a traitor'?" The emperor asked angrily as he patted the memorial heavily.

"Ah?" Fang Zheng was shocked. How could I write this?

"Also, what does 'The Lord's head get clamped by the door?' What does this mean?"

"This... the 'master' means..." Fang Zheng wiped his forehead sweat. He felt it was difficult to explain to the emperor that there was something called "forum" hundreds or thousands of years later, and there was something called "post" in the forum...

"Also, what is 'good posts, everyone is going to do it!'? What is 'reading posts and replying is a virtue'? What is 'sofa', 'bench', 'floor', 'basement'... Tell me! What are you writing in a mess on the memorials of the court ministers to me?" The emperor said furiously.

It was in chaos, and the emperor said, Fang Zheng's head lowered a little. In the end, Fang Zheng's head could be clamped in his crotch.

This... is a big joke!

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