Fang Zheng was sitting in the carriage, still thinking about the problem of ducks and mandarin ducks. He and Yanran argued for a long time, but they could not achieve the result. Both of them had their own opinions. Later, Fang Zheng had no choice but to use his unique skills to defeat the enemy with one move. Yanran had to shyly admit that she was indeed drawing two ducks.

Now Fang Zheng is planning to go to the mansion of Wei Chengde, the Minister of War. It is only two days before the Turkic envoys enter Beijing. Master Fang is responsible for heavy responsibilities and really has no time to be close to Yanran. He apologized and said goodbye to Yanran. Then, Fang Zheng got on the carriage.

The person who drove the car was not someone else, but Feng Qiudao. This guy seemed to have a great interest in the profession of coachman. He often drove Fang Zheng away and waved his own whip, which made Fang Zheng very embarrassed. He wanted to ask him several times if the general of the Longwu Army was not at all easy to make and wanted to find a part-time job.

The carriage ran slowly and steadily along the bluestone street. Feng Qiudao, who was sitting on the shaft to catch the carriage, said nothing, and occasionally punched the whip loudly in the air. His movements were skillful and beautiful. Fang Zheng looked at him in the carriage and sighed in his heart.

I really don’t understand why the emperor sent him to be the deputy negotiating envoy. This guy doesn’t look like a piece of negotiation material except fighting and killing. Young Master, if I talk to the Turks in a serious manner, he suddenly pulled out a knife from the side to scare people? Wouldn’t that cut off my wealth?

"Brother Fang, the emperor has given instructions to order Feng to cooperate with you in negotiations with the Turks. Is there anything that needs Feng to do?" Feng Qiu said without looking back.

"There's nothing to do in the first few days, I just protect this group of customers... Wow, messenger, you're a customer from afar. No matter how much hatred you have with us, you have to let your family go back to the grassland before talking about it." Fang Zheng decided that it would be better to prepare for the future.

Feng Qiudao nodded vigorously: "This Feng naturally knows that I will send more soldiers to protect them day and night."

"As for how we should cooperate during the negotiations, we will discuss with Lord Wei later."

"Brother Fang, it all depends on you this time. Feng is a rough man and doesn't know how to speak. I will do whatever you say you want me to do."

Fang Zheng laughed in his heart, you are a rough person, young master, I am also a rough person, but you have a rough personality, I am a rough person in other places...

After walking for more than half an hour, the carriage had not arrived at Wei Chengde's mansion. Fang Zheng lifted the curtain impatiently and saw that the carriage was about to drive out of the city, and he was surprised.

"...Huh? Lord Wei lives in the suburbs? I didn't expect that Lord Wei is so noble and willing to be poor." Fang Zheng respected Wei Chengde. The old man was dressed in a mess, but lived upright. He should really suggest that the court set him up as a model of labor and a model of integrity and dedication. Let those corrupt officials see how shameless it is to accept bribes and suck people's blood. Of course, Master Fang is not shameless. He is a cowardly official who failed to accept bribes.

Feng Qiudao nodded deeply when he heard this, then stopped the carriage, jumped off the shaft alone, lifted the curtain, and then looked at Fang Zheng with a expressionless face.

Fang Zheng poked his head out of the car: "Is it here?" Outside the car is the desert in the north of the city, with a green forest. Not to mention the house, I didn't even see a tiles.

Feng Qiudao shook his head: "No, I have something to ask you."

"What's up?"

"Don't you know where Mr. Wei lives?"

Fang Zheng opened his eyes wide: "How do I know?"

Feng Qiudao spread his hands: "That's it.-I don't know either."

Fang Zheng almost made his eyes appear when he heard this: "You don't know why you drove the carriage out of this wilderness?"

Feng Qiudao said coolly: "I thought you knew, I was waiting for you to call for a stop."

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Fang Zheng sat in the carriage back to the city and sighed, "What's the name of this today? Outdoor self-driving tour?"

After returning to the city for a long time, he finally learned about Wei Chengde's residence from a passerby. Fang Zheng and Feng Qiudao came to the door of Wei Chengde's house with a smile on their faces.

The one who responded to the door was an old servant dressed like a beggar, but he was kind and polite, as if he had been educated for many years. He straightened his back and led the two to the front hall, served tea and bowed and left.

Wei Chengde's home is very shabby. He has two courtyards, dilapidated houses, earthen tiles and rammed walls. An old locust tree is planted in the middle of the yard. The whole house looks like a scene in a movie.

Before Wei Chengde came, Fang Zheng pulled Feng Qiudao's sleeve and whispered: "Hey, Brother Feng, did this Wei family just suffer a disaster or was robbed by a robber?"

Feng Qiudao said seriously: "Brother Fang, Lord Wei is known for his integrity in the court. He never accepts bribes and lives a hard life with the meager salary of the court. This is what many ministers in the court know. Even the emperor knows the reputation of Lord Wei. He wanted to issue an order to give gold and silver several times, but he was resigned by Lord Wei."

Fang Zheng was stunned when he heard this. Could this old man have self-abuse? Good days, but he had to live a poor life. What kind of mentality is this? For the sake of a reputation of integrity, is it necessary to make himself suffer like this?

While thinking, Wei Chengde walked out of the back hall with a patched dress and bowed, "I really don't dare to take it if Lord Fang and General Feng come to the humble house in person."

Fang Zheng and Feng Qiudao bowed in unison and said, "Don't dare, don't dare."

Fang Zheng laughed in his heart. It was humble to say that his home was a humble house. The old man said that his home was a humble house, which was simply the truth.

The three of them took a seat. Wei Chengde stroked his beard and said slowly: "This time I received the emperor's will with two upstarts in the court to participate in the Turkic negotiations. Lord Fang is the right envoy and the person in charge of the affairs. I would like to hear Lord Fang's high opinion. General Feng and I will do our best to help each other."

Fang Zheng tried his best to pretend to be more solemn, imitating Wei Chengde to put on an official airs, slowly picked up the tea bowl and drank a sip of tea. As soon as the tea was in his mouth, Fang Zheng's eyes popped out. - Damn! Is that old servant pranking this young master? This is not tea, it is clearly sausage.

"Why is Lord Fang's face so weird?" Lord Wei said curiously.

After trying hard to swallow the tea in his mouth, Fang Zheng smiled at Old Man Wei with an ugly face: "The taste of tea is very... unique."

As he said this, he urged Feng Qiudao on the side: "Hey, try it, it tastes really good."

Feng Qiudao glanced at Fang Zheng with a smile and said, "I'm not thirsty."

There were very few people in ancient times who were stupid.

Next, Fang Zheng carefully explained the three conditions proposed by the emperor to the two of them. After thinking about it for a long time, they looked at each other and finally nodded, indicating that they had understood it.

Wei Chengde said: "I understand what the emperor means, but I don't know if Lord Fang has a specific charter for the negotiation? Let's discuss it together."

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and said, "What charter can I have? Take one step at a time. After all, there are only eight words, 'coercion, temptation, use both soft and hard'. Well, this is the charter. The eight-character policy is both concise and clear, how great."

My buddy is so talented!

Wei Chengde and Feng Qiudao were both stunned: "This... is this the charter?"

Fang Zheng scratched his head embarrassedly: "It's not a constitution, it can only be said that this is a means, a means to achieve the goal."

Wei Chengde grabbed his beard and said tremblingly: "Can you listen to what Lord Fang intends to... use coercion, temptation, and both soft and hard?"

Old Man Wei's words finally scratched the itchy part of Master Fang.

Fang Zheng was excited and rubbed his hands and shouted: "It's very simple. When the Turks are coming, we will set up a few guillotines at the gate of the city. No need to be too high-end, just a dog-headed guillotine. Then the people of the city gathered at the gate of the city and stared at the Turkic cubs entering the city. - It's better to put a huge slogan on the top of the city with two big words: 'Pay money!' We don't beat him or scold him, and we will scare him to death! During the negotiations, we ambushed five hundred guillotines outside the corridor. If we can't reach an agreement, we will hear me throwing the cup as a sign. Five hundred guillotines and axes rushed in at the same time, holding the knife and axe in their hands, dancing with their grass skirts, lifting them up while dancing, showing them the inner beauty of our Huachao men. We disgusted them to death..."

Speaking of excitement, Fang Zheng couldn't help but roll up his sleeves and stood up. He was about to continue to be passionate, but he saw Wei Chengde and Feng Qiudao staring at him stupidly, with dull eyes as if they were hit hard, as if they were seeing a ghost.

Fang Zheng touched his nose and smiled embarrassedly: "Hehe, actually I was joking with you just now. Are you a little humorous, okay?"

Wei Chengde was so angry that he pulled off a strand of beard and said with a ugly expression: "Sir Fang... Stop joking, let's discuss the important matter."

Fang Zheng spread his hands helplessly and said, "It's not that I won't say it. The problem is that negotiations can only be performed on the spot, listen to the other party's views, analyze their conditions, and judge their intentions. These can't be prepared in advance. As for the preparations for receiving Turkic envoys, this is not what I did, and someone from the Ministry of Rites will naturally do it."

Wei Chengde and Feng Qiudao looked at each other. Although Master Fang was suspected of being passive and lazy, he had to admit that what this lazy playboy said was indeed reasonable. Negotiation mainly depends on adapting to the situation, and it is useless to discuss it in advance.

Today I was discussing the negotiations specifically, but after a few words, the first meeting of the three of them ended hastily. Wei Chengde seemed very unwilling to accept it. He said with a deep brow: "Sir Fang, we have to discuss something today. Could it be that as you said, there is no preparation, and just talk to the Turks directly? This... is too hasty, right?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Mr. Wei, some things are simpler, the better. Don't make it too complicated. For example, what are you going to visit the kiln? It's not to vent fire on the kiln sister. Since this is the purpose, it is necessary to just say nonsense to the kiln sister, such as you love me and I love you? Wouldn't it be enough to just go up and pounce..."

Wei Chengde frowned deeply and thoughtfully, "But you have to flirt with Yao Jie'er in advance, right? Otherwise, you will inevitably lose your interest..."

Fang Zheng and Feng Qiudao immediately felt awe and respect: "Oh--It turns out that Lord Wei is the vanguard in Fengliu formation! The real person does not show his appearance, and the officials really admire him!"

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