Shangshu Pan said something righteous and he led the troops to cause chaos, as if he had no selfishness.

"You fart! Pan Wenyuan, you are a damn god! He was disturbed by my marriage, and he was sanctioned in rebellion. If he wanted to be the emperor, he would just say, don't always use the people or villains as a guise. Do you think everyone in the world is blind? Bah! Everyone can kill him!" Fang Zheng jumped up and cursed fiercely.

Anyway, everyone can't live anymore, so it's better to scold them. The new resentment and old resentment were awesome, and Fang Zheng scolded them happily.

"Stop!" The emperor whispered: "Would you like to talk too much at this time? Hurry up! I will send you three hundred imperial guards to you, and rush out to find Feng Qiudao to dispatch troops. The safety of me and your family depends entirely on you!"

Fang Zheng stubbornly said, "No! Weichen doesn't go anywhere, who! Find me a knife! I'm going to rush out and fight this old bastard named Pan! Let this old bastard know that I'm a loyal minister, not a villain!"

Obviously, the "villain" mentioned by Pan Shangshu angered Master Fang, who considered himself a loyal minister.

Everyone in the Fang Mansion knew Fang Zheng's temperament well. Seeing that he had a rare iron blood at this moment, they opened their eyes wide in surprise.

You know, among so many people trapped in the mansion, although Fang Zheng is not the most incompetent person, he is definitely the one who fears death the most. Now this person who fears death the most has such a fierce and brave side, which really makes people respect it.

"Fang Zheng, stop making trouble!"

"No! I'm going out to fight him!" Fang Zheng was as stubborn as a willful child.

The emperor said angrily: "You... that's good! Come on, give him a knife and let him go out and fight to the death."

Fang Zheng took the steel knife, weighed it in his hand, his face full of coldness and violent expression, and then his face suddenly changed, and he smiled flatteringly at the emperor: "Your Majesty, don't take it seriously. I just said it casually, just to show that I am a loyal minister who is not afraid of death. If you are trying such a dangerous thing, it's better to leave it to your soldiers..."

After saying that, he carefully handed the steel knife in his hand to the imperial guards beside him, and kept muttering: "Oh, be careful, don't cut me, take it, stay away from me... Oh, this weapon is really terrible..."

Everyone: "…………”

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I haven't asked for a ticket for many days, but everyone really gave me a lot of face, and I didn't give a single one...55555~~

Everyone, can you give me some motivation? Recommended tickets, monthly tickets, just a few...
Chapter completed!