On the way home, Fang Zheng walked and thought, who wanted to harm me? After thinking about it, except for the things that Mr. Pan, he seemed to have not offended anyone. I remember that the prince once said that some people wanted to make trouble during the negotiations. The person who set fire should be the instructor of Mr. Pan? Or was the prince thief shouting to catch the thief?

Fang Zheng had a headache thinking about this kind of dark problem and frowned all the way back to the mansion.

Back in his yard, the killer brother who lived in the west wing room was sitting in the room for luck. Since he came, Xiao Wu suffered from killer phobia and moved out of the yard with resentment to live elsewhere. He would never step into the yard until he had to.

I don’t know how high this guy’s martial arts are. He sits cross-legged in the room every day, and the Ren and Du meridians must have been opened. Judging from the current situation, Feisheng is probably what’s happening in front of him.

Fang Zheng stared at the killer brother for a while and felt that it was a bit unprofitable to invite him to leave him at home. From the time he was released from prison, he still owed debts for 100 taels of silver every day. In the eyes of Master Fang, a pair of rotten socks and a few pieces of broken straw paper are useful, let alone such a killer brother who spends 100 taels of silver every day?

After coughing twice, Fang Zheng deliberately made his steps heavy. When he walked to the killer's door, he deliberately stomped his feet heavily. Seeing that the killer had no response and was still closing his eyes for luck, Fang Zheng muttered: "Will this guy fall asleep?"

The thief stuck his head in, and Fang Zheng shook at the killer twice, "Hey, brother killer, you went to bed so early? You don't object to me when I come in, right?"

The killer raised his eyelids slightly and nodded lightly.

Rubbing his hands, Fang Zheng walked into the killer brother's room carefully.

The killer opened his eyes, glanced at Fang Zheng, and said coldly: "Come and pay back the money?"

Fang Zhengling said: "What's the money?"

The killer said coldly: "One hundred taels a day, you owe me a total of 1,300 taels of silver."

Fang Zheng wiped his sweat awkwardly. Is this guy a killer? How could a killer make up the accounts even better than a businessman?

He smiled at the killer with a flattering smile: "Brother Killer, I'm a little tight recently. I will definitely give it to you in two days. Will you do business if you have a business? It's very promising..."

The killer glanced at him and said nothing.

Fang Zheng continued: "You should do other things besides fighting and killing people, right? Help me find out the news? The price is easy to discuss..."

The killer said coldly: "Don't do it."

Fang Zheng worked hard on his ideological work: "Don't be so sloppy. Think about it, being a bodyguard only costs 100 taels of silver a day. You just need to go through the empty door in the dark at night... Uh, no, find out the news, how much money you want, so we should look forward to the long-term and our thoughts should be completely liberated..."

Seeing that the killer was still unmoved, Fang Zheng was a little anxious: "Hey, can't you just treat me as a favor? This matter is very important, and it is related to the survival of the country, the life and death of the people, my personal future, and whether my uninformed wife will be widowed..."

The killer was really a headache when Fang Zheng said, and he couldn't help but look up at him: "Where to find out the news?"

Fang Zheng was overjoyed when he heard this, "Thank you, thank you, it's not too far. Mr. Pan of the Ministry of Personnel knows it? Just go out and get a soy sauce away. Please help me find out what this old guy is doing. By the way, touch his study to see if there is any valuable... Don't worry about the valuable ones for now, see if there are any important and valuable things, such as letters, memorials, etc...."

The killer nodded and reached out to him, "One thousand taels."

Fang Zheng smiled and pushed his hand back: "Pan Shangshu paid the bill, and he could take it if he saw any valuable things. Don't treat yourself as an outsider when he entered his study..."

“…………”

In the afternoon, Butler Sun came to report that the Turkic National Master visited in person.

Fang Zheng seemed very happy because the Turkic national guru did not come alone, and there were boxes of all sizes following him.

Fang Zheng enthusiastically led Mo Jilian to the front hall. Master Fang spared no effort to entertain the distinguished guests who gave money to the door.

"Master, you are so polite. You can come here as soon as you come. You can even give such a heavy gift, so I won't be the case." Fang Zheng smiled happily like a flower.

Mojilian smiled and said, "Mr. Fang is a young talented person. He is so young that he is in a high position. I admire him. Therefore, I came here as a private person today. I am so arrogant. Please forgive me."

Fang Zheng nodded with a smile: "Forgive me, of course I forgive me." He added in his heart, "Young Master, I am a tolerant person. You keep giving gifts, I keep forgiving you."

After the two of them greeted each other in the front hall, Mojilian finally got to the point: "Mr. Fang, I guess you already know the situation in my Turkic Khanate. It is really complicated. The grassland is now full of war and domestic affairs are busy. Khan is alone and it is hard to support it. I ask if I can talk about the alliance between you and me as soon as possible? I am eager to return to my country, so I can't wait."

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "The national teacher is so serious. How dare I deal with you so politely? Seeing that the national teacher is handsome and has extraordinary temperament, it makes people feel good about it. I will tell you something to heart. I really want to talk to you, but the emperor of my dynasty will not agree."

Mojilian said in surprise: "Why is that? The two countries are truce, are allies, and live in the people. Isn't that good?"

Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "Master, you are wrong. You are talking about the future. The emperor of my dynasty is thinking about the past. You have done too much before. Master, think about it. I, Huachao, didn't you mess with you. Can't you live a good life? Why do you come to my territory repeatedly to burn, kill and plunder? You made the emperor of my dynasty so angry that he even stopped having sex. You said you were too much!"

Mo Jilian said silently and looked embarrassed.

Fang Zheng glanced at him and then said, "I'm going to tell you, since you learned about your Turkic civil strife, the emperor was so happy that he smiled at the sky, saying that he would personally raise the 200,000 tiger and wolf army, and take advantage of your civil strife to destroy you. Fortunately, I was speaking kindly to you Turkic in front of the emperor. I said, if the situation is not very clear today, it is your business for the two heroes to compete for hegemony on the grassland. Our Huachao has always governed the country with courtesy and filial piety. It is really not advisable to use nameless soldiers. Besides, you can't fight both sides to send troops. You can only help one side to fight the other side. As for which side to help, hehe..."

Fang Zheng stopped talking and only smiled at Mojilian.

Mo Jilian couldn't help but feel shocked. If the slick boy in front of him was true, things would be troublesome. Now the two major forces on the grassland are evenly matched. Although the combat power of the Hua Dynasty is not strong, no matter which side they send troops to help, they will be a big and small arm to help. At that time, the war will definitely end one-sidedly. This matter is serious, and it is necessary to win the Hua Dynasty into its own side.

Mojilian smiled calmly and said, "Mr. Fang, I know you are a person with a temperament. Let me tell you the right thing, what conditions are needed? Your Majesty the Emperor of your country is willing to talk to me about alliance?" Mojilian emphasized the word "I", and the implication was that he hoped that Huachao would no longer have to talk to Datata about alliance.

Fang Zheng's eyes rolled: "To be honest, I prefer to form an alliance with you, but, alas! What a pity..."

Mojilianlein said, "What a pity?"

"It's a pity that many ministers in the court disagree, saying that you are ambitions, and you will form an alliance today, and you will be defeated tomorrow, and you will repeat it again and again..."

Mojilian was so angry that his old face turned red and said, "This is a big mistake! The words we Turks said were as solid as a pile nailed to the ground, not as sinister and cunning as the Huachao people..."

Fang Zheng was furious when he heard this and said coldly: "Hey, what are you saying? Can you speak? Hua Chaoren is asking you to provoke you?"

Mo Jilian knew that he had made a mistake and quickly gave a speech to apologize.

Fang Zheng looked at Mo Jilian coldly and thought to himself, "I dare to scold Hua Chao people in front of me, this old guy must pay a price. I will be sorry for you if I don't let you feel pain today."

Fang Zheng sighed: "Oh, Lord Mo..."

Mo Jilian said embarrassedly: "Uh, Lord Fang, I don't have the surname Mo..."

Fang Zheng opened his eyes wide and said, "Ah? You don't have the surname Mo? Then what's your surname?"

Mojilian smiled bitterly and said, "...This is hard to explain, you should just call Mojilian."

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "National Master, what about negotiations? It's easy to say. I can help you convince the ministers in the court who are not as good as ever. We will hit it off at first sight. I will definitely help you with this..."

Mojilian was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly stood up and bent down and said, "It's so great. I, on behalf of Gudulu Khan, thanked Lord Fang for his help..."

Fang Zheng stopped him and said, "Hey, don't be busy thanking me for now, I haven't finished talking..."

"What else is there, Lord Fang just say it."

"You have to know that some ministers have bad character. No matter what they say, they ask for money when they open their mouths and stretch out their hands. Oh, the alliance is so important. If they nodded and agreed, you must be prepared to spend money..."

Mojilian nodded and said, "I lived in your country for many years when I was young. I am still very clear about some of the...uh, customs in your country's officialdom. Lord Fang, please rest assured, I will save you."

As he said that, Moji took out a large stack of silver notes from his arms and stuffed them into Fang Zheng's hand: "Mr. Fang would like to take this amount of silver to take, but if you don't have enough, come and tell me again that silver is a small matter, and the long-term peace between you and me is a big matter!"

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but be moved. How long has it been, how long has it been since I seen what the silver bill looked like? After many days of separation, the silver bill that made people love and love finally got me touched with my own hands. I was so moved!

Mo Jilian looked at Master Fang in shock and stared at the stack of silver notes affectionately and focusedly, and his hands were gently stroked up and down, as gentle and affectionate as treating his lover. The moving light radiated in his eyes, like a ray of morning sunshine, lingering on the upper and lower sides of the silver notes...

"Sir Fang, cough, Lord Fang!"

"Well, ah? What?" Fang Zheng woke up from his dream. When he saw the silver notes in his hand, Fang Zheng coughed twice: "This, Master National Master, I am a clean official who regards money as dirt. I believe you should see this? These silver notes are used by me to help you manage other ministers. I will not take them a penny. You have to believe me. As an official, you will do my best to do my best. What you think in your mind are all major issues in the country, the people's plans, and I have no interest in yellow, white and dirty things like silver..."

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