Just now, only the second generation of Fang Zheng and Xiao Huaiyuan were left in the room. Xiao Huaiyuan ate a lot of food and looked up at Fang Zheng from time to time.,

"I know I'm very handsome, but I don't like men staring at me with such coquettish eyes." Fang Zheng touched his handsome face and said.

Xiao Huaiyuan smiled flatteringly and said, "Since my subordinates are already under the command of the adults, we must always pay attention to the handsome face of the adults. This is a way for my subordinates to worship him."

Fang Zheng's face turned black: "Why am I listening to this wrong thing? You shouldn't be talking slander, right? Is there anything I deserve to admire?"

Xiao Huaiyuan smiled and said, "My lord is planning and arranges a brilliant plan to attract the person behind the scenes. Only such a brilliant idea can be thought of by a genius like the lord. All subordinates are beyond the reach of the world."

Although he knew it was a flattery, Fang Zheng still couldn't help but feel relieved and smiled modestly: "I can't say that I can't be smart, but there is no way to win the way. It's better than the thousands of people flying around like headless snakes. I really don't want to spend it all the time in Jiangnan. You know, my two wives are pregnant, so I have to finish this matter quickly and go back to accompany them."

Xiao Huaiyuan became more and more respectful: "The Lord is not only a pillar of the country, but also a good husband and a good father. It is really a three-year practice to be able to do a job under the Lord's command."

"Xiao Huaiyuan, I don't object to flattering you, but can you please be more sincere when flattering? You said you are like an entrustment, and even you roll your eyes. What should I do? Praise you or scold you?" Fang Zheng was very dissatisfied with this subordinate who was still in the early stage of flattering.

Xiao Huaiyuan looked ashamed.

After rolling his eyes, Xiao Huaiyuan said again: "Sir, have you just told His Highness the King of Thailand?"

Fang Zheng nodded: "Yes, the Thai king is a good person, he is not an outsider. He is the emperor's biological director. He asked me, can I not tell him?"

A complex look suddenly flashed on Xiao Huaiyuan's face, his eyes were full of hesitation, his lips stumbled a few times, and changed his words: "Sir, your strategy is very clever, but "Can you give you another suggestion?"

“What suggestions?”

"You want to take the official road as real and the water road as virtual. This "seems not appropriate,""

"Oh? Let's listen." Fang Zheng suddenly became interested when he heard this. In serious official business, he was not a person who was slow to use his own network. In fact, he had a good temper and could also listen to different opinions from his subordinates.

Xiao Huaiyuan looked at Fang Zheng's face carefully, and saw that he was not dissatisfied, so he said with confidence: "Sir, the so-called official road is real, then the tax silver must go on the official road. The waterway is just a bait to attract the person behind the scenes to appear. But have you ever thought about it? The official road from Suzhou to the capital is a plain area after passing Taihu Lake. A flat horse can all arrange troops and arrange troops in a calm manner. The people behind the scenes are unfathomable. If he is not deceived and chooses the official road to attack, it is very likely that the millions of tax silver will be robbed by him. Please think twice."

Fang Zheng thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Actually, there is no need to think twice. This is purely a gambling operation, betting on the big and small actions. Before the banker has concluded, we have the right to change the bet. Since the danger of the official road is relatively high, let's change it, taking the official road as false and the water road as real. Change the tax silver to the water road escort. Feng Qiudao's Five Thousand Dragon Martial Army was originally an army, and was not good at water warfare. Let them escort the pile of fake silver on the official road. If they encounter an enemy attack, they will wipe out the enemy completely.

Xiao Huaiyuan looked outside the door and smiled and said, "This is a great move." Didn't the Lord just lied to him?

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "It shouldn't be changed every day, but I'm not sitting in the military camp to issue military orders, so I'll change it. You have to know how to adapt everything. As for the King of Thailand, he was just chatting with me about the case. This matter has nothing to do with him and cannot be considered a fraud."

Xiao Huaiyuan smiled without saying a word.

"Hey. You just said that the Han family is looking for me, what's the matter?"

Xiao Huaiyuan shrugged: "How do you know? Could it be that you are recruiting you as your son-in-law? Why don't you go to the Han Mansion to see it yourself?"

Fang Zheng slammed and touched his mouth: "Hey, if that old man Han Zhu really called me as his son-in-law, this would make me embarrassed." Han Yizhen's girl is beautiful, but her temperament is too cold. Besides, Changping will definitely not agree."

Fang Zheng frowned and muttered, walked out of the Tibetan incense courtyard and walked towards the Han Mansion.

Not long after, a hysterical roar suddenly came from the Tibetan Xiangyuan: "Fang Zheng, you bastard! You ran away before you checked out. Let me be the sucker again,"

"Don't touch me! I don't have money! I just don't have money!"

"Give me a shitty official! I am an official! If I don't have money, I won't have money, and if I beat me to death, I won't have money."

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When he was about to reach the Han Mansion, Fang Zheng suddenly felt a sudden shock.

When Xiao Huaiyuan mentioned the King of Thailand just now, his expression was so weird? What was this kid thinking?

I wanted to go back and ask him, but the Fu Mansion was right in front of me. After thinking about it, I would rather find Xiao Huaiyuan after coming out of the Han Mansion.

When they arrived at the gate of Han Mansion, the guards following Fang Zheng walked up to call the door. When the servants of Han Mansion saw Fang Zheng arrive, they hurriedly opened the middle door respectfully and welcomed Fang Zheng in.

When he arrived at the front hall, Fang Zheng looked up at the plaque "Not Challenge" hanging high above the front hall. After standing under the plaque for a while, he suddenly had some understanding of the reason why the Han family could become the No. 1 family in Jiangnan.

Sitting on the guest seat, the maid with a pretty appearance came in, and then said with a blessing to Fang Zheng. "Sir Fang, my lady asked me to go into the mountain building to talk."

Fang Zheng was stunned: "Didn't your master look for me?"

The maid shook her head and said, "It's the lady who has something to come to you."

Fang Zheng got up and walked towards the mountain building where Han Yizhen lived. He was a little angry. This woman was so rude. Putting aside my identity as an imperial envoy in the court, even if you are an ordinary guest, you should come to me personally if you have something to do, right? What's the matter with asking a maid to pass the message?

However, when I think about knowing her, I seem to have taken a lot of her. And my anger faded a lot. So, because I have touched her, I won’t compete with this girl today.

For some reason, Han Yizhen is as beautiful as a flower and extremely intelligent as a woman. According to the saying, with Fang Zheng's temperament, she will be moved when she sees her and will try every means to put her in the room. But he really can't have such a flirty thoughts about Han Yizhen. Perhaps Han Yizhen is too cold and difficult to get along with. Every time Fang Zheng sees her, except for taking advantage of her, he has no plans to fall in love with her for the time being.

I have to say that this is a blessing for Miss Han’s third family.

She must be unhappy that her life will have nothing to do with such a shameless guy.

Fang Zheng played with the folding fan, wearing a moon-white Confucian robe, a square scarf of scholars on his head, and a jade pendant with good fortune and longevity hanging on his waist. He walked through a colorful peach tree forest with flowers falling, reflecting his thin figure and not ugly handsome face, and it also had a bit of the elegant and elegant young master of the turbid world.

He was very satisfied with his performance. The peach blossom petals were blown by the wind, which set off the moon-white Confucian shirt he was wearing and his elegant and elegant look. "Oh, it's very beautiful. If there were a bunch of beauties at this moment when I saw me walking through the peach forest, I would probably scream with admiration? Peach forest is good. When I returned to the capital, I had to plant a piece in my yard,

"Slow down, wait a moment!" Fang Zheng shouted at the maid who was leading the way with a serious expression.

The maid stopped and looked at him in confusion.

Silence for a while.

"Cough" I'll try walking again." Fang Zheng turned around and walked to the peach trees, and then used a coquettish footwork again. He tried hard to learn the style of a romantic talent walking in TV in his previous life, and passed through the peach trees again.

"How is it? How is it?" The romantic young master Fang asked the maid anxiously, "How do you feel? Are you handsome? Are you elegant?"

Strange, why doesn't this little girl scream?

The maid was covered in black lines. Xiangtian rolled her eyes and said coldly: "Mr. Fang, have you had enough fun?"

"Uh, enough."

"Please continue walking with my maid."

After saying that, the maid led Fang Zheng to the mountain building with expressionless expression.

A guy with a low aesthetic view! Fang Zheng raised his middle finger to the maid's back with a hatred. From the master to the maid, they all have a mortality. If you marry someone in the future, you will definitely be cold and boring. It is like chewing wax. It is useless to practice "The Thirty-Six Styles of Dongxuanzi".

After entering the small building, I sat down. The maid presented Qingming.

Fang Zheng crossed his legs, slowly sipped the tea, and said leisurely: "What's your lady asking me to come?"

The maid bowed and said, "I don't know, please wait. My lady will change her clothes upstairs and she will come down soon."

Changing clothes?

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up. There were two sayings about the so-called "changing clothes" in ancient times, one was changing clothes in the literal sense, and the other was going to the toilet. I wonder which Miss Han San was?

Regardless of which one she is, go and have a look first, at worst, you can have needle holes.”

"Well, you're not doing it here anymore. I'm so quiet. You go back." Fang Zheng waved his hand lightly.

The maid was stunned, but she didn't dare to shirk his will. After the blessing, she withdrew from the small building.

It is obvious that the Han family underestimated the shamelessness of this imperial envoy.

Fang Zheng was the only one left in the front hall of the small building.

Fang Zheng looked up, looked around sneakily, and confirmed that there was no one around. Then he lifted up the hem of the long gown, and tiptoed towards the stairs like a thief.

Stealing a real beauty is a very normal and logical thing in his opinion. He does not think that doing this is morally corrupt. It is natural for men to appreciate women, so he is justified in doing this.

What should I do if a woman doesn't show it to him?

If I don’t show it, I will also secretly watch it. Who will women wear clothes for? Of course, it is for men! Who will women take off clothes for? Or for men.

Fang Zheng happens to be the man among men.

The staircase entrance is a bit narrow. The area of ​​this small building is not large, but the decoration inside looks very luxurious. The materials are exquisite and the materials are selected. Even the handrails of the staircase are made of sandalwood, which is very smooth and smooth. The building is full of grand families, but unfortunately it looks a little deserted. Just like the owner's personality, it has a faint but a bit of a woman's powdery aroma, which makes the atmosphere of this small building seem a bit contradictory.

Fang Zheng didn't care about this. He was not a decorator. The atmosphere in the building had nothing to do with him. He was here to steal fragrance. Well, what he did was an elegant thing, which was much better than stealing a wallet, right?

Follow the stairs to go up. A pink bead curtain was hanging from the entrance of the second floor corridor. The bead curtain was stringed from pearls, and shining dazzling light at the dim entrance of the building. The Han family was indeed grand. They got the pink pearls of the same size and color from somewhere. Fang Zheng gently lifted the bead curtain and flashed in without making any sound. He became more and more skilled in stealing fragrance and jade.

Inside the bead curtain is Han Yizhen's boudoir, based on pink, and the fragrance of a woman is revealed everywhere. It is hard to tell whether it is the fragrance of powder or her natural body fragrance. The boudoir looks very simple. There is a huge bronze mirror on the mahogany dressing table, and some decorations such as hairpins for women are scattered on the stage. Next to the dressing table is a large sandalwood bed, with pink curtains as the cover. In the haze, the brocade quilt and jade pillow in the tent are faintly seen. When Fang Zheng thought of the beauty Begonia sleeping in spring, with ice skin and jade bones, singing pillows and hairpins and hairpins chaotic, what kind of style is that? Fang Zheng couldn't help but start to feel distracted.

Behind the big bed was a thick pink curtain, and a sequential sound came from it. Fang Zheng laughed softly and rubbed his hands several times. He must have been inside. He had bowed all his eight times, and he was not afraid of trembling. Fang Zheng tiptoed forward and carefully opened a corner of the curtain with a very slow movement.

Looking closely, Fang Zhengqi's water immediately flowed out.

Beautiful! So beautiful! A woman looks much better when she takes off her clothes than wearing them.

Inside the curtain, Han Yizhen turned his back to Fang Zheng, slowly unbuttoned his belt, and the hidden buttons on his small pair of collars also loosened. The beautiful silk robe quietly slid down, revealing Bai Zhe's tender and tender shoulders, and the silk robe slid down, and the more skin it exposed. When the clothes completely left her delicate body, the tender and white back was completely exposed in his eyes.

The gourd has white teeth, the moths frown on green eyebrows, the red face is like a lotus, the flying and elegant appearance is light and light, and the sensuality is not proud of itself. The public heart is a city posture.

It was indeed a stunning appearance. How many times did you see him in the world? Fang Zheng drooled and stared at Han Yizhen's delicate body with only bellyband. He felt his blood rushing and his blood flowing backwards, and even his breathing seemed to have stopped.

Han Yizhen didn't realize that there was a pair of lustful eyes behind her staring at her. This was her building, not something outsiders could come up. She regarded this place as an absolutely safe haven, so naturally she would not have thought that a vulgar voyeur would take the opportunity to sneak up.

She took off her silk skirt again, and she only wore a bellyband and pink underwear embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water. Her figure was perfect, perfect like a work of art carefully carved by an artist. Her breasts were very straight and her waist was very thin. She was eighteen years old, and Han Fang was in full bloom. Standing in front of the bronze mirror, she looked at her hazy self in the mirror, sighed softly, and her hand couldn't help but caress Bai Zhe's tender arms. She stood for a while, her mouth was slightly opened, and she chanted softly: "The morning mirror is sad but the clouds change, and the night chanting should feel the cold moonlight

As the voice fell, Han Yizhen's beautiful eyes trembled, and then his expression changed slightly, as if he was ashamed of chanting this sentence of complaint. His stunning pretty face suddenly appeared a little intoxicating and looked particularly seductive under the reflection of the bronze mirror.

Whose girl is not in love with her? At the age of eighteen, she is at the age of ignorant expectations for love affairs between men and women. She has delayed her youth for the development of her family and is still here. Although she reacts plainly to marriage on the surface, she is a girl in the ninth year of life after all, and she has secret expectations and imagination about her future.

With a gentle sigh, a faint sorrow floated on the tip of his eyebrows, like the mist of a distant mountain. He quietly locked the trace of sorrow and couldn't be removed. Looking at himself in the mirror, Han Yizhen smiled a little bitterly, then he made up his expression, turned his back hand back, and wanted to untie the thin belt tied to his back.

It's here, Xuan is here at the critical moment!

Fang Zheng's eyes were dazzling, and he stared at her simple hands that were unhooked. Take off! Take off quickly! Be completely naked, don't be half naked! Don't be mosaic,

Han Yizhen explained it very slowly, and the beauty's charm of a broad-clothed dress was slowly revealed by her simple hands and her simple hands were gently flirting with her slow removal.

Fang Zheng clenched his fist tightly, his handsome face flushed with anxiety. At this time, he did not have the mood to appreciate the beauty's loose clothes carefully, because his time was very tight. If anyone downstairs found that the imperial envoy sitting in the front hall had disappeared, it would probably have some bad associations, especially when Miss Han was changing clothes,

However, what should happen will happen sooner or later.

Just as Fang Zheng was peeping at the beauty's broad clothes, the maid's scream suddenly came downstairs: "Huh? Where did the imperial envoy go? I was still here just now."

Han Zhu's low voice came: "Don't you go out? You send someone to the garden to look for it."

The maid's voice seemed a little hesitant and panicked: "Master" lady was changing clothes upstairs, so the imperial envoy shouldn't

"Ah? You slaves!" Han Zhu was also panicked. After getting along for a long time, he naturally knew that this imperial envoy was not a gentleman who was calm and unwilling to do so.

Soon, the sound of chaotic footsteps came from the entrance of the stairs. Han Zhu shouted loudly while climbing the stairs: "Zhener, Zhener, are you upstairs?"

Fang Zheng was shocked when he heard this, he was miserable! He was about to be discovered!

Han Yizhen was stunned when she heard her father's voice. She hurriedly put on her opposite collar and buttoned it up, and then she turned around and turned around.

Unfortunately, she happened to see a corner of the curtain being opened, and Fang Zheng was sweating profusely and circled around in an anxious and worried manner.

When Han Yizhen saw Fang Zheng, she was stunned for a moment, then she was shocked, her mouth slightly opened, and the scream of "Ah!" made Fang Zheng even more shocked.

"Shh! Don't scream!" Fang Zheng quickly reached out and covered her cherry mouth with a very anxious look.

Han Yizhen stared at her beautiful big eyes, and her mind was spinning rapidly in panic. After all, she was a wise and intelligent woman. She instantly knew the reason why Fang Zheng appeared here, and also understood the fact that Fang Zheng had just seen her completely.

After realizing that his innocent daughter's body was snatched by him, even though Han Yizhen was calm and wise, she lost her opinion at this time. Her beautiful eyes blinked twice, and her eyes turned red. Two lines of crystal-clear tears fell, slowly flowing to the back of Fang Zheng's hand covering her little mouth.

"Oh! Don't cry for now, your father is coming soon. I will explain this to you later. In short, I am innocent and I have seen nothing." From the perspective of modern people, Fang Zheng did not see anything, at least he would not see a few key parts of the woman. He only saw a piece of Bai Zhe's naked back. This is really nothing,

Didn't see anything?

Han Yizhen's beautiful eyes, which were shining with tears, gradually narrowed, and a hint of shame and anger flashed in her eyes. As Han Zhu's footsteps became closer and closer, she was about to shout loudly and suddenly calmed down.

You can't shout! As soon as you shout her reputation, it will be over! She will still have to get married in the future, and her innocent life cannot be destroyed by this shameless disciple. It is not worth it.

I will settle the score with him another day, and now I have to deal with my father.

"Zhen'er, I'm here for my father. Are you alone upstairs?"

He quickly pulled away his hand covering her little mouth. Han Yizhen pointed to the window, held back his anger, and whispered: "Hurry, don't let my father see it, jump out!"

"Okay!" Fang Zheng was overjoyed, and without hesitation, his legs slightly bent, keeping this ugly posture for a moment, and then stopped moving.

"I won't jump! If you want to jump, you jump"

Just kidding, this is the second floor, which is ten meters above the ground, and it will kill people!

"You" Han Yizhen was furious and finally couldn't help but lift the lotus feet and kicked Fang Zheng hard: "Jump down!"

"No! If you don't jump, you will die!" Fang Zheng was shocked, holding the wooden window tightly with both hands, never letting go.

"Jump!"

"Don't jump! You are murdering the imperial envoy

"Jump!" Han Yizhen kicked his ass hard.

"Please, spare me, I will not die of sin. Fang Zheng begged hard.
Chapter completed!