It is not to be denied that many people think that Master Fang looks like a treacherous minister, and there is nothing we can do about it. No matter who sees him, he will feel that this person's appearance cannot be linked to the so-called loyalty and righteousness. No matter how much he thinks, he dares to say in front of him that Fang Zheng is a treacherous minister, and only the little girl in front of him is the only one in front of him.

Fang Zheng looked at the little girl's little hand and was stunned. He couldn't accept the cruel fact that he was regarded as a treacherous minister and had to pay for the word "treacherous minister".

The little girl stretched out her hand for a long time, and saw that Fang Zheng had no reaction, she began to feel unhappy: "Are all treacherous ministers so stingy?"

Then he patted the donation box beside him, put on a heart-wrenching look, and said, "Sister said that if it is a loyal minister, this box will be their merit box. If it is a treacherous minister, it will be a sin box. Your appearance is too bad, so you need to donate more."

Fang Zhengqiang smiled and said, "Little sister, can you tell me who your sister is?" Fang Zheng really wanted to know what sister could teach such a sister, and all the private school gentlemen in the world could commit suicide by hitting the wall.

The little girl showed a warning when she heard this: "What do you want to do? My sister is going to get married, and you have no chance."

Fang Zheng continued to smile and said, "Your sister is throwing you here alone now. It's so bad. Why don't you go back with your brother? My brother has a lot of money at home, stuffing your box full of it. My brother also has goldfish at home, which is very beautiful..."

The little girl opened her eyes wide in horror: "Are you planning to kidnap me, then sell me to a human trafficker, and finally marry me to a remote place to be a wife for an idiot uncle who drools all day?"

"Pu" and a newly bought jade pendant on Fang Zheng's waist was broken by him. He gritted his teeth and expressed some respect to the crazy imagination of the little girl in front of him.

When the little girl saw Fang Zheng's jade pendant being pinched, she couldn't help but show a look of regret and distress on her face: "What a good jade, it's worth a lot of money. You were too careless. You should have put it in my box just now."

Fang Zheng licked his dry lips. This little guy loves money and looks quite as charming as I used to be.

Fang Zheng smiled at the little girl and said, "...Little sister, you are so fun alone. Uncle, I...well, ahem, I'm back home."

After saying that, he stood up and turned around and left. He realized that the little girl seemed innocent, but in fact she was not a good person. She could not afford to provoke her, so she would be lucky if she avoided her.

"But... you haven't donated money yet..." The little girl obviously didn't want to let him go.

Fang Zheng had to stop and asked in confusion: "There must be a name for fundraising? Who did you raise it?"

The little girl showed a sad expression on her face: "I raised it for myself. My sister said that a woman must have a dowry when she gets married, but I don't have it. She may not have a family in the future and will want me, so I am so young, but I have to show up and make money by myself..."

Fang Zheng's tongue was stretched out when he heard it. Is this what a girl of four or five years old said? This vision, this insight, this preparation... Should he really pull out the adult who taught her...beat it? Or worship it?

Knowing that this little girl might not be a good person, Fang Zheng was still confused by her pure appearance. He couldn't help but walk up and smiled, "What would you do if I don't donate money?"

The little girl blinked naively: "Are you really unwilling to donate? The consequences are very serious."

Fang Zheng asked with interest: "What are the consequences?"

The little girl looked at him sympathetically, and the expression suddenly changed on her face. Her clear big eyes blinked a few times, and then somehow she was filled with tears, and then her expression became terrified. This was nothing. What was admirable was that while she was busy changing her face, she also tied her delicate and cute hair a few times. The small grabbing bun suddenly became messy. She worked both ends, but she still seemed leisurely and orderly.

Fang Zheng opened his eyes wide and looked at the little girl's movements stupidly. He didn't understand what she wanted to do so.

But he soon understood.

After the little girl finished these, her tears also flowed out, and her emotions were already in place. Then she burst into tears, but suddenly she smiled strangely at Fang Zheng, with a little luck, and shouted in her sharp and tender childish voice: "Come on, come! The Imperial Guard! Guard! Someone is going to kidnap me!"

The voice is shrill and desperate, full of all the vicissitudes and pains in the world, and also with some unwillingness and regrets to fold the buds before they are released. I really don’t know what twists and turns of her childhood experience have created her vivid and realistic acting skills now. - Can someone without some life experience act so well?

Fang Zheng was so scared that he shivered all over. He subconsciously turned around and wanted to run away. Then he stopped again. This was the Forbidden Palace. He didn't even leave the palace gate of the inner city. Where could he run?

At the same time, he also learned about the identity of this little girl, who is Changping's sister, Princess Changle.

Fang Zheng now hates his pig head IQ very much. In the inner city of the forbidden palace, a four or five-year-old girl sat alone on the white jade steps with a donation box but no one cared about her. The fool knew that this little girl's identity was not simple, and she was even worse than a fool.

After rushing forward, Fang Zheng covered Princess Changle's little mouth, which was still screaming, and the harsh call for help stopped. Fang Zheng freed his other hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and looked at Princess Changle's innocent big eyes flashing with a bit of cunning gaze. Fang Zheng suddenly felt a sense of luck in his heart that he had survived the disaster.

Changle's method is actually very ordinary, and it can even be said to be uninnovative. If Changle was outside, Fang Zheng would definitely not take her seriously. But this is the inner city of the Forbidden Palace, the most vigilant place in the world. No one in the Imperial Guard knew him. If Changle really called someone just now, it is very likely that the Imperial Guard soldiers would shoot him on the wall without asking any questions...

After carefully looking around, Fang Zheng said helplessly to Changle: "...I donate, can't I donate?"

There were still two lines of tears on Changle's face. He burst into tears and laughed when he heard this. He struggled to move the small box beside him. He patted his chubby little hands, and then looked at Fang Zheng with expectant bubbles.

Fang Zheng felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. Forget it, let's admit defeat.

At this moment, Fang Zheng suddenly had an ominous premonition. After traveling to this world, he would have to be breeze and rain. It was said that it was based on ability or luck. Anyway, he had not encountered any big setbacks. But after meeting this little girl, his good luck might have stopped. He would choke when drinking water, choke when eating, and fall when walking... In short, Fang Zheng felt that the little girl with clear and innocent eyes in front of him would be his biggest nemesis in his life, and if nothing unexpected happens, this nemesis might have lived longer than him.

Take out a silver note from your arms, and Fang Zheng put it into the donation box in Changle's hand without even looking at it. He bowed to Changle in a row, "I have something to do, I will leave..."

After walking a few steps towards the palace gate, Fang Zheng silently said in his heart: "Don't speak, don't speak, let me disappear like this..."

Today is obviously not the lucky day for Master Fang.

The innocent and tender childish voice rang behind him.

"Only one hundred taels?" The voice was filled with disappointment and dissatisfaction.

Fang Zheng sighed and stopped helplessly. She had been blackmailed by her. The princess had seen the world and could not get into her eyes with a hundred taels of silver. She would probably lose money today.

With his hand in his arms, Fang Zheng took out another silver note and handed it to Changle with a forced smile.

Changle glanced at him, "One thousand taels?" Big eyes blinked, and Changle seemed a little happy: "This adult is extraordinary, thank you for your generosity."

Fang Zheng showed her a smile that was even worse than crying, and bowed to her again and left.

Just turned around,

"...Is there any?" There was a bit of timidity and expectation in his voice.

Is this the princess or the little dick? Fang Zheng grabbed his hair crazy and took out several silver notes from his arms. He stuffed them into Changle's donation box without looking at it, and then ran towards the palace gate with his ears covered.

Changle looked at Fang Zheng’s back with a little strange feeling, then counted the silver notes in the box, and couldn’t help but feel surprised: “Oh! This lord is so generous, he can get more than 8,000 taels at one time.”

Changle waved to Fang Zheng's back excitedly: "Thank you, sir, I will wait for you at the palace gate in the future, let's continue donating..."

"thump!"

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In the morning court three days later, the emperor issued an order, ordering the Shen Ce Army to allocate 100,000 troops and horses to rush to Xingqing Prefecture today, and ordered the garrisons of Xingqing Prefecture to move defenses and advance one hundred miles northward to garrison.

The emperor issued this imperial edict, except for a few important officials in the court, everyone did not understand why. The emperor only announced these two orders and did not explain anything.

At noon, the Turkic envoy hurried to Fang's mansion to ask for a meeting with Lord Fang.

The person who came was the Turkic national teacher Mojilian.

This time, Mojilian had no gentle and elegant image, and kept paced in the vestibule, wiping the sweat on his forehead from time to time, looking very anxious.

Seeing Fang Zheng come out, Moji bowed to him, regardless of etiquette and rules, he pulled Fang Zheng's sleeve to the corner, and asked straight to the point: "Mr. Fang, your country's emperor ordered the increase of troops to Xingqing Mansion today and advance one hundred miles north to garrison. What is your country's emperor's behavior?"

Fang Zheng opened his eyes wide in surprise and said, "Wow! Master National, your news is so well-informed. You will know so soon after the imperial edict issued by the emperor in the morning. Is it that the little undercover agent buried in my court? Hehe, you are so bad..."

Mojilian stomped his feet in anger and said, "Oh! My Lord Fang, don't joke. I want to ask Lord Fang, is your country planning to participate in the battle between our country and the rebel Mochu?"
Chapter completed!