The jade pendant was gone, and the killer felt very embarrassed. Seeing Fang Zheng crying, he stared at the pile of "jade powder" in his hand, his expression was as painful and...sad.

The killer scratched his head and handed the powder to Fang Zheng in embarrassment: "Do you... want it?"

Fang Zheng waved his hand powerlessly: "I'll give it to you, keep it well, the jade is broken... No, it's powdered, it's still jade..."

After saying that, Fang Zheng stood up and walked out in a daze: "You have a good rest for a few days to recover from your injuries. I...I'm a little dizzy, so I'll go back to the house and lie down for a while..."

At this moment, Master Fang was so heartbroken that he was bleeding. He said that he was poor, rich and powerful, and this was indeed reasonable. Xiao Lu was quite saving in practicing martial arts. He only used two taels of silver to practice each time to practice. This killer brother was more luxurious. He would only cost 1,000 taels of silver once. If he was invited to be a bodyguard in the future, where would I find so many jades for him to take pictures of?

In the next few days, Fang Zheng began to become busy, and he was busy meeting guests.

First of all, Fatty and Changping. The two of them seemed to have no idea of ​​thinking behind closed doors and would come to Tianzhu to report every day at noon. The three of them sometimes gathered together to drink wine, sometimes played Goji invented by Master Fang, and sometimes sat and chatted. The number of times came too frequently, which made Liu Xi misunderstand. One day, they discussed with Fang Zheng whether to prepare two more cells for His Highness King Fu and His Highness Changping to prevent them from running around and getting tired...

Feng Qiudao often comes to sit down after getting off the dock, but Fang Zheng is not so lively when he is with him. Usually Fang Zheng is alone and speaks dryly. Feng Qiudao is drinking silently. Fang Zheng said he is tired, Feng Qiudao stood up, said goodbye, and then turned to leave. He continued to come the next day, and it is like this every time, which makes Fang Zheng very depressed. He really doubted whether he came to Tianzhu to drink wine. He left after drinking enough. He completely regarded Fang Zheng as a non-existent transparent object.

Fang Zheng has been familiar with the killer brother in the Tianzhuo these days. The killer brother is very proud of his face. Since he took the jade pendant worth 1,000 taels of silver, he has never practiced anything on Fang Zheng again. The most important thing is that Young Master Fang can't find anything valuable, otherwise the killer brother would have to take pictures when he saw the hunt. Those who do the killer always have a paranoid hobby for destroying all beautiful things.

The two agreed in prison. From the day Fang Zheng was released from prison, the killer was responsible for protecting him personally, charging 100 taels of silver per day, and taking action was calculated separately. And he had to pay the money first before doing the work.

Fang Zheng endured his heartache and gritted his teeth and agreed. Thinking about it, even if he bought personal accident insurance for himself, if someone assassinated him in the future, at least he would have more security. Thinking of this, Master Fang felt much better.

"Hey, brother killer, why did you kill Mr. Jiang's second son? Did he bully you?" When he was bored, Fang Zheng always liked to go and chat with the killer.

"He deserves to die." The killer is still cool, and he cherishes his words like gold.

"You killers kill people, should you investigate whether he should die first?" Fang Zheng Daqi, killers in ancient times were so professional. This is not called a killer. It is simply the embodiment of heroes and chivalrous.

"I only kill the damn people."

Fang Zheng sympathized with: "If you stick to principles so much, your business will not be prosperous, right?" After all, there are still few people in this world who deserve to die. From this, it is inferred that this killer brother must be very poor. No wonder he asked for such a high price and didn't pay any discount at all. It turns out that he had eaten for three years as soon as he opened it.

The killer snorted coldly when he heard this, ignoring him.

"Hey, Brother Killer, what's your name? I can't always call you a Brother Killer, right? Brother Killer, say a few more words, you are like this, and Lao Feng is like this, I feel very long-winded..."

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Three days later, the imperial edict arrived at the Heavenly Prison.

The person who came to pass the order this time was actually the fat man.

After completing a set of edicts, the fat man gently unfolded the imperial edict written by Huang Jian. Just as he was about to recite it, he frowned and looked at Fang Zheng. Seeing Fang Zheng staring at him with curiosity, the fat man thought about it and simply put the imperial edict away, then sat at the table and picked up the chopsticks and ate the food. Then he said slowly: "I guess you don't understand the things written on it, so I'll just say it straightforward."

Fang Zheng immediately stood up and patted the fat man on the shoulder with a smile and said, "It should have been like this long ago. Anyway, there are no outsiders here, so let's drink while talking?" As he said that, he poured a glass of wine for the fat man.

The fat man picked up the wine glass: "Come on, let's go!"

The two drank it all, and the fat man smacked his lips and said, "The imperial edict said that in three days, the Turkic envoys will arrive in the capital, and the father officially ordered you to be the regular envoy, responsible for the food, accommodation and transportation of the Turkic envoys, as well as negotiations with the Turkic envoys on the truce to form an alliance with the Turkic envoys from both sides. Congratulations, Brother Fang, you can be released from prison now."

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "That's it?"

The fat man was stunned: "That's it. What's wrong?"

Fang Zheng said: "Didn't the emperor mention anything else?"

The fat man shook his head, "There are two things in total, one is reception, and the other is negotiation, there is nothing else. Oh, by the way, this time the father ordered Wei Chengde and Feng Qiudao to be the deputy envoys to help you successfully complete the negotiation."

Fang Zheng said anxiously: "What about the conditions I mentioned last time? Didn't I say it? Four or six is ​​OK, and Sanqi can also discuss..."

The fat man suddenly realized: "The Emperor of Father also said this, 46 and 37 are impossible. You are too ruthless. The Emperor of Father said that at most 19, it will give you face. The Emperor of Father said that if you don't agree... he will come forward to talk to the Turks in person. As for you, cough, you won't think of getting out of the Heavenly Prison in this life."

"One Nine?" Fang Zheng's eyes widened: "The court got one, I got nine?"

The fat man sneered: "What are you thinking about? Do you think it's possible?"

Fang Zheng turned his fingers and started to settle the accounts. If the Turks paid one million taels of silver, I could only get one hundred thousand taels of silver. This amount of silver would probably be enough to support the newly acquired killer brother, and the business was a bit of a loss. Unless the Turks suddenly became generous and paid tens of millions of taels in one breath, my income was barely considerable. It seems that income is proportional to performance. This principle is applicable to all worlds.

Fang Zheng snapped his fingers and said cheerfully: "One nine is 19, I will let the Turks pay more, so that everyone can be prosperous together."

The fat man said, "When my father summons you tomorrow, he will tell you the bottom line of negotiations and the terms that must be reached. You can clean up, let's go out now. It's so painful to stay here. How can you live?"

Fang Zheng reached out and stopped him: "Hey, wait a moment, who said I'm going out?"

The fat man was stunned and then said unbelievably: "You won't go out?"

Fang Zheng shook his head with a smile.

The fat man suddenly began to stutter: "For... why? Could it be...you, you don't agree to your father's conditions?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "The emperor's conditions are actually pretty good, so of course I agree."

The fat man looked around and said, "Are you addicted to living here? Well, your Fang family has a lot of money anyway. If you like to live in a prison cell, just go home and build one as it is."

Fang Zheng said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, are you talking about human things? I will be in jail for the rest of my life?"

Then Fang Zheng's eyes turned and he smiled wickedly: "Hehe, I do feel comfortable here. Fatty, go back and report to the emperor, and say that the empress knows that he has committed a great crime. He should think about his mistakes in the prison and review the numerous crimes I have committed in the past half of my life... Well, you also said that when you see me crying all day long in the prison, thinking about the past, you often regret that you can rob the ground with your head and want to die..."

The fat man wiped his sweat with an ugly face and said, "Brother Fang... what do you want to do?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Everything has a cause and effect. If you peck and drink, can you decide before?"

The fat man said in surprise: "Brother Fang... When did you become so talented? What you said is so profound."

Fang Zhengxi said, "Oh? Is that true? I think so too. Have you found that my connotation has been much richer recently than before? When you look at me, do you feel like a towering mountain, which makes you feel that you have a worshipful mentality?"

The fat man continued to wipe his sweat: "...Well, let's continue to talk about the serious business. What do you mean?"

Fang Zheng smiled with a deep smile: "Don't ask me, go back and ask your father, he should know what I mean, hehe."

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In the imperial study room.

"This bastard is so brave! He dares to threaten me!" There is no doubt that the emperor once again "longyan is furious" this time.

The fat man wondered: "Father, my son is ignorant, I don't know what Brother Fang means..."

The emperor said coldly: "Hmph! Don't you understand? He asked Mr. Pan to go to the heavenly prison to invite him out. He pecked and drank, which means that. It's extremely crazy! I... I really wish I could only cut him with one knife to relieve my aura!"

The fat man finally realized that the "cause and effect" that Fang Zheng mentioned refers to this. Shangshu Pan complained about him, and this was the reason. He went to the Heavenly Prison himself to ask Fang Zheng to come out. This was the result.

"Not sick, go and tell him that I will give him another last chance. If he comes out by himself, he will be ready to die in prison if he doesn't come out! If he wants Pan Shangshu to invite him in person, he will not be able to talk!"

So the fat man ran away like a hard-working carrier pigeon.

Young Master Fang is still living a comfortable life in the prison. He feels that he has gained weight these days. His thin body can now see muscle lines, which makes him very happy.

The fat man is not as happy as him.

As soon as I entered the Tianzhu, the fat man picked up the tea bowl on the table and drank it hard, and gasped, saying, "I said to Brother Fang, can you stop playing? My father was so angry that his hair stood up when he heard you. You... you are so brave."

Fang Zheng was stunned: "What did I say?"

The fat man was stunned: "You forgot what you said?"

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Haha, how could I forget? By the way, did your father agree?"

"Agree!" The fat man said a rare slander, "Father almost cut off your head. What have you eaten in prison recently? His courage suddenly became so bold?"

Fang Zheng smiled: "It was reasonable for the emperor not to agree, and I actually never expected him to agree. Haha, I just wanted to tell you that my father is much more valuable to the court than the old thing that Mr. Pan had. At least I could do the negotiations with the Turks, but Mr. Pan could not do it. This is the value. I actually wanted to remind the emperor that all the civil and military officials in the court were the most valuable to him."

The fat man opened his eyes wide: "When you said you wanted Mr. Pan to pick you up, are you talking about it?"

Fang Zheng blinked innocently: "Did I say that? You guys guess this yourself."
Chapter completed!