The killer glanced at Fang Zheng and suddenly said, "Be careful."

Fang Zheng was stunned: "What's wrong?"

The killer shook his head. No matter how Fang Zheng asked, the killer refused to say anything.

Fang Zheng returned to the house with a full of questions and walked and thought. What does it mean to be careful?

This can be understood as a kind of care for him, for example, when going out, parents and elders always chase after him and say "Be careful!"

It can also be understood as a threat, such as after offending someone, someone will speak harshly before leaving: "Be careful!"

It can also be understood as a reminder, such as fortune tellers often say to people, "I see your Yin Tang getting black, you have to be careful."

What does the killer brother mean?

After thinking for a while, but still not finding the result, Fang Zheng could no longer help but run to the killer's room. He looked at him with a gaze and said, "Brother Killer, can you reveal what you mean by saying be careful? If you don't say I will have insomnia tonight..."

The killer didn't speak, just looked at him calmly.

Fang Zhengfu said to his heart: "Understand understand."

So Fang Zheng quickly took out a silver note from his arms and handed it over.

The killer looked carefully at the bill of silver bills and touched the paper of silver bills. He observed it very carefully. He just couldn't get it under the light to look at the watermark. - If the bill had a watermark, it was not clear.

Fang Zheng looked at the killer's actions silently, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart. This guy is so incompetent to be a killer. He can actually do a lot of jobs well, such as a cashier.

Although the earnings are not as good as killers, this profession has a promising future and the income is stable...

The killer slowly put the bill into his arms. His hands were dry and powerful, and his knuckles held a corner of the bill, as if he was catching a dancing butterfly, slowly putting it into his arms little by little, just like slow motion in a movie.

Fang Zheng looked around and grabbed his hair, and said anxiously: "Brother! Master! Why is your virtue of money worse than mine when you see it? Please, hurry up and say it, after that, I still have money for you..."

The killer ignored him and slowly put the silver notes in hand. He patted his clothes and made sure that the silver notes were safe. Then he spoke: "Someone wants to kill you."

Fang Zheng was stunned, then shivered in fear and said in surprise: "Who? Who is so bold?"

The killer said coldly: "Someone paid ten thousand taels of silver to buy the head on your head."

Fang Zheng was shocked. The outstanding young man who traveled through time was hunted by ancient people. What a bloody and bad plot, why did he encounter it?

After wiping the cold sweat that kept popping out of his forehead, Fang Zheng said tremblingly: "Do you know who it is?"

The killer shook his head.

Who? Who else can it be? In fact, you don’t have to think about the answer. Fang Zheng has traveled through time until now, and the only people who really offended him are Pan Shangshu, and his family.

There may be a prince, but the prince is very unclear about him now. Logically speaking, this kind of action should not be taken. Only Shangshu Pan is the most suspicious. He is powerful in the court and is the most shameful person. If the negotiations with the Turks were completed this time, the emperor would undoubtedly give Fang Zheng a great reward. In the eyes of Shangshu Pan at that time, Fang Zheng was a nail that could not be pulled even if he could pull it off. Therefore, taking advantage of Fang Zheng's wings before he was full of strength was the best choice for Shangshu Pan.

Master Fang could figure out such a complicated thing, and he couldn't help but admire himself a little.

Then he suddenly realized that his emotions should be fear, but narcissism was a bit out of place at this time.

Fang Zheng changed his expression and said to the killer brother with a sad face: "What else do you know? Tell me, now is a critical moment. If you act cool, you will really kill me."

The killer shook his head and said, "I only got this news."

Fang Zheng looked around nervously for a while and whispered: "How do you kill people like you kill people? Do you fly down from the roof or suddenly come out from the ground? Or are you poisoning the food and strangling your neck while someone is asleep? Brother Killer, give me a reminder..."

The killer said coldly: "There is no fixed, as long as it can kill people."

Fang Zheng was stunned and said dissatisfied: "You are too unprincipled, right? Can you do it well with a knife to change it? It's not professional at all! Don't you, who are all tall and tall, pay attention to the 'the knife is in the hands of the sword, the person is in the hands of the sword, the person is in the hands of the sword, the person is in the hands of the sword, the person is in the hands of the sword, and the person is in the hands of the sword," said Wang.

The killer raised his head and looked at Fang Zheng strangely, his eyes clearly as if he was looking at an idiot.

At the moment when his eyebrows were burning, Fang Zheng ignored the meaning of the killer's eyes. He smiled flatteringly: "Brother Killer, congratulations, your business is here."

The killer looked at him coldly and said nothing.

Fang Zheng continued, "From today, you will be responsible for protecting me, and you will never leave me. If someone wants to kill me, you will help me kill him. If I want to kill others, you will also help me kill him. How about it?"

The killer reached out to him: "Give the money."

Fang Zheng Khan: "Didn't you give it to you just now?"

The killer said coldly: "That's the money to buy news."

This guy is much greedy than this young master. I really don’t know why he wants so much money.

Fang Zheng took out a silver note from his arms and patted him: "You must be loyal to your duties. I will suffer a little injury. You have to pay me ten times more money!"

The killer silently put away the bill and nodded to Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng looked at him and suddenly sighed loudly: "I really don't know if it's a big mistake to ask you to be a bodyguard..."

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In July of the 12th year of Jianwu, the tripartite talks between the Chinese and Turks finally opened under the waiting of everyone's own thoughts.

The negotiation location was chosen at Neng Temple outside the city.

This location was chosen by Fang Zheng, the negotiations in China, and others asked him why he chose this place. Lord Fang only said one sentence: "You can attack here and you can retreat and defend it, which is not bad."

Everyone couldn't help but feel strange. This is the capital of Huachao, under the feet of the emperor, and at the center of Huachao. Could it be that there is an enemy attack?

But who said Lord Fang is the official? Whatever he said is what he said?

Early in the morning, Fang Zheng shook his folding fan and came to Nengren Temple. After observing the terrain, he nodded with satisfaction. This place is his blessed Feng Shui land, where fighting and blackmailing Mr. Wu happened. Moreover, the terrain here is wide and boundless. There are only a few small saplings planted around him, and they cannot hide people at all. If a killer wants to kill him here, it will be extremely difficult.

Behind Fang Zhengdi, the killer brother followed him with a cool face.

"Mr. Fang, is this person behind you..." Lu Hongwen looked carefully for a long time but couldn't tell which colleague this killer brother was in the court.

"Behind me?" Fang Zheng looked behind him blankly: "There is no one behind me."

Lu Hongwen was shocked and pointed at the killer with his fingers tremblingly, saying, "He, who is he...what is he?"

Fang Zheng pretended to be strange and looked at Lu Hongwen: "Has Lord Lu been overworked and had hallucinations? In the sky and the earth, where are the people behind me?"

Lu Hongwen rubbed his eyes hard, with a look of fainting, and pointed at the killer with a trembling body and said, "You, you, you..."

Seeing that Lu Hongwen couldn't breathe and was about to die, Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Oh, Lord Lu, you have no sense of humor, just kidding you..."

Lu Hongwen said in a panic: "He...is he a human or a ghost?"

"Of course people are humans. If you don't believe it, you will still feel warm when you touch them. But be careful, he has a bad temper..." Fang Zheng said with a smile.

Wei Chengde walked up and smiled and said, "Okay, Lord Fang, let's go in. The Turkic envoys are waiting."

Outside Nengren Temple, the Longwu Army was surrounded by Feng Qiudao's group. The soldiers stood straight in the sunshine with spears in their hands. Several old monks in the temple had been invited out by Feng Qiudao and were temporarily housed in the people's homes.

The negotiations were held in a Zen room. The Turkic national master Mojilian and the other envoy Datata each brought their entourage with them. They were sitting cross-legged on the futon, but the two of them were facing each other, and they ignored each other, looking indifferent.

Fang Zheng looked at the two messengers' incompatible appearances, smiled with satisfaction, and sat cross-legged at the table.

After Fang Zheng sat down, they also sat down. Although they had known each other for a long time, in this formal state situation, both sides introduced it again before they sat down with the guest and host.

Moji looked around and smiled at Fang Zheng, "I didn't expect that Lord Fang was such an elegant person. I really admire him very much when I chose to discuss state affairs in the Zen room of Buddhism."

Fang Zheng was stunned, then nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, we discuss such important national affairs in the Buddhist chant and singing. It is precisely to show our Buddha's compassion and save all living beings. The Buddha said, "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot." I hope that this negotiation will go smoothly, and the people of our country will no longer be suffering from the suffering of the creatures..."

Mo Jilian's eyes suddenly turned strange when he heard this: "So Lord Fang believes in Buddhism?"

Fang Zheng scratched his head, believing in Buddhism? Don’t you believe it very much? This young master never worships Buddha, and if he wants to worship, he is just worshiping money.

"Haha, if you believe, you have it; if you don't believe, you don't. The so-called emptiness is color, and color is emptiness. Too obsessed with believing or not, you will be obsessed with appearances. What do you think, Master?" Since you are sitting in the Zen room, you must learn to beat the maneuver. Fortunately, this tongue twister is like a maneuver. Master Fang has long been watching those TV series before traveling through time.

Moji stroked his chest and bent down to Fang Zheng, and said solemnly: "Mr. Fang is young and unexpectedly, he has such a state. Your country's emperor is indeed wise and wise. I admire him very much."

Fang Zheng smiled like a flower, and was very happy: "Where is it, the national master praised me. I am not as good as you said. At most, only half of what you said are good. The national master is so polite..."

The negotiations have not officially begun, and the two of them have started to flatter each other.
Chapter completed!