After reporting, Lord Chen looked at Fang Zheng with a gaze, as if he wanted to get a few words of praise from this young Lord Fang, and it would be a waste of his own trip.

Fang Zheng fell into deep thought.

The assassination has not been found out yet, and there is finally a clue. It is said that this matter should not have been done by Mr. Pan. All the civil and military officials in the court knew that they were not in harmony with him. If he dared to secretly use the killer in front of everyone, he would be too arrogant. Mr. Pan is an old man who has been in the court for decades and is unlikely to use such a foolish move. But after thinking about it, this young master has really not offended anyone except Mr. Pan.

The prince? He didn't mess with him, why did he kill me? The emperor? It's even more impossible. This young master is about to become his son-in-law. How could he have the reason for his father-in-law to kill his son-in-law?

After rubbing the sore temples, Fang Zheng sighed, "It would be great if he didn't be this broken official. Make some money peacefully, ask for a few beautiful wives, and live a comfortable life as a playboy. How could there be so many troubles?"

When Lord Chen saw Fang Zheng shook his head and sighed, and then frowned, and his heart couldn't help but feel nervous. Could it be that my flattery was not good enough and I slapped the horse's leg? Or is there any secret inside story in the assassination that is not told by outsiders? If this is the case, I can be considered a mess.

"Sir Fang, Lord Fang!"

Fang Zheng was called back to his senses: "Well, ah? Why?"

Lord Chen carefully tentatively: "Mr. Fang, should you continue to investigate this matter or stop here? You have an idea, please...here, I will do as I will."

"Investigate! Of course, you have to investigate! Otherwise, I would have been killed for nothing? You must dig deep into the root of the crime!"

When Fang Zheng remembered the knife in the butt, he was so angry that he had to waste a lot of saliva against Yanran and Xiaolu. He told them with great pains that the scar is a man's medal, and no matter where the medal is hung, it is a medal! Yanran and Xiaolu laughed, not knowing whether they believed their nonsense...

"Please rest assured, Lord Fang, I will go back now and let the constables thoroughly investigate the case and must be found out in the shortest time." Seeing Fang Zheng's clear instructions, Mr. Chen was finally relieved and quickly patted his chest to guarantee. Of course, if this case involves some big shots who cannot be provoked, the so-called "shortest time" of Lord Chen may be postponed without restrictions. It is the safest way to get along in the officialdom.

Fang Zheng bowed and smiled, "Thank you, Lord Chen. I am so grateful. There are too few officials like Lord Chen in this world who are serious and responsible. I have to talk to the emperor to let the emperor have a good impression of you."

Lord Chen was overjoyed when he heard this. A few days ago, the emperor was furious in the Golden Palace because the son of Minister of Revenue Liu was beaten. He scolded him, the prefect who was in charge of the capital security, and even demoted him to a higher level. He was so scared that he was trembling every day and couldn't even sleep well. Fang Zheng was a popular man in front of the emperor. If Fang Zheng was willing to say a few words to him in front of the emperor, the black hat on his head would probably be preserved.

"Thank you, Lord Fang, thank you! I am really grateful to you!" The fourth-rank capital parent official began to call himself "the lower official" to the fifth-rank idle official. He spoke very naturally and appropriately, as if in front of Fang Zheng, he was originally a "the lower official" without any awkwardness.

After a while of praise, Fang Zheng sent Lord Chen out of the door. Of course, after Fang Zheng pretended to refuse, he accepted the "small meaning" that Lord Chen gave him.

After returning to the courtyard, Fang Zheng kept muttering the name "Nuanchun Pavilion". Lord Chen said that the information was spread from this youth. Although his constables handled the case better than him, Fang Zheng, as the victim, knew that this matter must have involved an official in the court, or even a powerful figure at a higher level. Even if Lord Chen's subordinates found something, they probably wouldn't dare to publicize it. When they found it to a certain extent, they would probably stop. To find out the truth, they had to rely on themselves. Therefore, it is better to begging for others than to ask for others.

After making up his mind, Fang Zheng looked up at the sky. It was the time to light the lights. The moon was rising, and the lights of thousands of households were like stars. It was a good time to lean against the red and green, and sleep among the flowers.

After returning to the room and changing his clothes, Fang Zheng took his killer brother Shi Shiran out and headed straight for Nuanchun Pavilion.

"Hey, Brother Killer, if something happens today, you have to protect me. The place we go may not be safe..." Fang Zheng had confidence in the martial arts of Brother Killer, but he had no confidence in his character, so he would talk to the front on the road. If the employer and the killer run away at the same time, Fang Zheng would be crazy.

"Is anyone there going to kill you?" The killer brother frowned.

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Someone there discusses killing me."

The killer brother frowned and glanced at him, unable to tell whether he was telling the truth or the lies.

On the way, a five or six-year-old kid jumped towards Fang Zheng. The child was holding a little candy man in his hand. The child stuck out his tongue and licked it up from time to time, looking extremely happy.

"Hey, it seems like I haven't eaten Candy Man for a long time." Fang Zheng looked at the little brat enviously, with a little nostalgia flashing in his eyes. In his previous life, there was a small stall for Candy Man diagonally opposite his home. Fang Zheng liked to go there when he was a child. He watched curiously as the master who made Candy Man with his skillful hands to magically make any character or animal, and made it vividly and vividly. After so many years, he has never tasted the Candy Man again...

After calming down, Fang Zheng shouted in a deep voice at the little brat walking towards him: "Oh, kid! Stop!"

The little brat stopped immediately after hearing this, looking at Fang Zheng timidly, his face unclear, and he seemed a little helpless.

Fang Zheng showed an evil smile at the little brat, and without saying anything, he snatched the candy man from the little brat's hand. Under the shocked and disbelief of the little brat's eyes, Fang Zheng licked the candy man calmly, well, the taste was pretty good.

He waved at the little brat, and Fang Zheng said in a big way: "You can leave now." After that, Fang Zheng licked the candy man and continued walking forward, ignoring the little brat behind the grief crying.

The killer brother frowned, his lips stammered a few times, and wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it later. However, he deliberately or unintentionally moved away from Fang Zheng a few steps away, as if he was walking with such a shameless person. He felt a little ashamed, and at the same time, he looked at Fang Zheng with contempt...

Fang Zheng smiled proudly and bullied the child. What's wrong? When I was bullied by the little princess, who did you sympathize with me? Even though there were so many people who despise me, who are you?

Nuanchun Pavilion is not too far from Fang Mansion. When Fang Zheng licked the candy man in his hand, the two had already arrived at the door of Nuanchun Pavilion.

Nuanchun Pavilion is not small in scale, three floors high and covers an area of ​​hundreds of feet in a radius. When the lights are held, it is when the door is opened to do business. Two big red lanterns were hung early at the door. The turtle man who was welcoming guests stood at the door with a half waist, with his face full of professional smiles.

Seeing Fang Zheng, Gui Gong was happy, walked forward a few steps, and said with a flattering smile: "Isn't this Young Master Fang? You haven't been here for more than half a year. Please come quickly..."

Fang Zheng was stunned, put away the folding fan he was playing with, pointed at his nose and asked, "Do you know me?"

Gui Gong smiled and said, "Look at what you said, you used to be a regular visitor to our Nuanchun Pavilion. Do you remember? Once you got drunk here and said you wanted to buy all the girls in our Nuanchun Pavilion. From then on, you lived here and couldn't go out. Let all the girls take turns to serve you. You are worthy of being the young master of the Fang family. What you said is so grand..."

Fang Zheng immediately understood when he heard this. The Gui Gong was not talking about him, but his predecessor, the useless prodigal son Fang Taisui.

Tsk tsk, that kid was so romantic before. He lived in Qingli and didn't go out, so he asked the girls to take turns serving him. This is probably the dream of all men? But what I am better than him is that what he said is no longer a dream for me. Calculately, some time ago, taking advantage of the anti-pornographic wind, I took the opportunity to buy several Qing companies without official backgrounds. Now this young master is the owner of several chain Qing companies, and it is no longer a problem to find a girl to accompany him.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but feel proud. His buddy became an official and made a fortune. He also found several good wives, and there was even a princess. Can a person with no ability do it?

"Mr. Fang, I heard you have become an official?" Mr. Gui asked carefully. Seeing Fang Zheng nodding, Mr. Gui hurriedly bowed to Fang Zheng and said, "I'm going to congratulate you! It turns out that the official who offered advice to the court and negotiated with the Turks is really you. Oh, it's really amazing!"

Fang Zheng smiled proudly: "Hahahahahaha, it's nothing, it's nothing. What I said before must count. I will buy your Nuanchun Pavilion tomorrow, and then let your shopkeeper be the turtle man, you will be the shopkeeper..."

The Turtle man was so scared that he shook all over and said with a bitter face: "Mr. Fang, don't harm the young ones. If the shopkeeper hears these words, the young ones will be dead..."

"I'm not promising! A driver who doesn't want to be a cook is not a good tailor. Haven't you heard this before?" Fang Zheng looked down on the turtle man who has no ambitions.

Gui Gong flattered all the way and brought Fang Zheng and the killer brother into the door. Fang Zheng glanced up and saw that the lobby was empty, so he asked Mr. Liu to have the blessing of his wife Liu. His business has become much quieter these days.

After raising his feet, Mr. Gui invited the two into the private room, then smiled and said, "Will Mr. Fang ask several girls to serve the two of them today to drink, or ask the courtesan lady to come in and sing a little song for you?"

There are courtesans everywhere. Fang Zheng couldn't help but think of Yanran. Is there a bitter memory behind all courtesans?

Fang Zheng shook his head and smiled, "Don't call me a table of food and drinks for now, and then you'll be fine." After that, he took out a 100 taels of silver bill and slapped it on the table. The Turtle took the silver bill, and when he saw that his eyes were smiling, he nodded and arranged it.

Fang Zheng and the killer brother were sitting in the private room. The killer brother remained motionless and drank tea expressionlessly.

Fang Zheng rubbed his hands and smiled and said, "Brother Killer, do you want to call a girl in and accompany you?"

"don't want."

"You haven't been close to women?" Fang Zheng was a little curious about the killer's past.

The killer took a sip of tea and ignored him.

Fang Zheng begged, "Tell me, what if you have never been close to a woman, what should you do when you need it?" This topic is very taboo. Even people in modern society like their previous lives are embarrassed to answer.

The killer brother looked stern and said coldly: "No, I only practice martial arts."

Fang Zheng gave the killer a blank look. This guy really doesn't know if he has practiced the Sunflower Book. Well, the more he thinks about it, the more likely it is. Only eunuchs only love silver but not beauty...

After the wine and food were prepared, the turtle man left with a flattering smile on his face.

"Hey, brother killer, you sit here and eat. I'll go out for a while. If there is any danger, I'll shout loudly, you have to come and save me quickly." Fang Zheng raised his legs and left. He thought about what connection was there between the Astronomy Network and the Assassin, or was it just a chance that the assassin chose Nuanchun Pavilion to discuss things?

"Wait a minute." The killer held the food and ate it. Seeing Fang Zheng turn around, the killer raised his chopsticks and pointed at the table of wine and food, and asked leisurely: "Have you paid for all these?"

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After leaving the private room, Fang Zheng shook his folding fan and walked around. After traveling for so long, he finally knew how to wear it to show a person's temperament. When he went out, he deliberately dressed himself up like a handsome young man in the turbid world. He was noble but not dewy. Although the ornaments on his body were inconspicuous, he could see the extraordinary and expensive aspects. Master Fang was not bad at first, but his dressing attracted the admiration of many kiln sisters. There is a saying that makes sense: The brothel loves money, and the sister loves beauty. What's more, this pretty young man is a big money person at first glance. How can he not be happy?

Fang Zheng was like a proud big rooster, walking in Nuanchun Pavilion that he thought was unrestrained and unrestrained, and waved his hands to the girls passing by from time to time. Seeing this young and rich young man's charming and being happy, the girls couldn't help but be happy. Not only could they spend a night with this young man, but they would definitely not lose money. For a moment, the girls' handkerchiefs, charming eyes, embroidered shoes, fell on Fang Zheng's head like rain, and sometimes one or two fragrant bellybands were floating down.

Fang Zheng smiled happily and even proudly. "Riding a horse and leaning on the slanted bridge, full of red sleeves", isn't that a little bit like this now?

The beauty was kind to her, Fang Zheng was a little lost for a moment. He picked up a pink bellyband and smiled lustfully, "Which sister's is this? Be careful of catching a cold. How about I help you put it on?"

The girls laughed in love, and there were a lot of flirting and cursing in Nuanchun Pavilion, which was charming and beautiful.

Facing the girls' smiles like flowers, Fang Zheng shook his head hard, rubbed his face, and secretly pinched his thighs, calm, calm down! Master, I'm here to do a serious business, why can't I walk when I see the beauty? It must be that lustful fat man who has ruined me...

After finding an excuse, Fang Zheng fled in the girls' reluctance to leave, and found a private room where no one was, and flashed into it.

With his back against the door, Fang Zheng thought about where to start when he came here to check the news?

It's really puzzling. If the protagonists in the novel want to know any news, they will find a place to sit, and the news will automatically be delivered to his ears. Young master, I have been busy for so long, but why don't I even have a clue yet?

After calming down, Fang Zheng opened the door and walked out. This time Fang Zheng walked in a low-key manner, trying to lower his head as much as possible, looking a little timid. When he walked to a dark corner, Fang Zheng suddenly heard a man's voice coming from the private room.

"Don't come over, I'll call someone if I come over..." The voice was filled with fear and trembling.

Then there was a delicate woman's voice: "Hahaha, you shout, no one will come to save you even if you shout out..."

Fang Zheng almost fell on the spot when he heard this.

Are these two people rebelling?

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