Changle held the big box unyieldingly. (Full text novel reading, all on (Wen. Xue.com) Fang Zheng was so anxious that he almost cried. My sister fell down with a spoonful of poorness. Where can I find money to raise funds for you? Later, Changping couldn't stand it and smiled so hard that she threw a few taels of broken silver into the big box. Changle left with her slim mouth, and turned around when she left, shook her small fists like a demonstration, and said a harsh sentence: "I will come back!" Uncle Schwarzenegger, who was chasing the thousand-year boat, was cool.

After Changle left, Fang Zheng kept slapping his thighs with a sad face, and said sadly: "Amnesty, a grievance!"

Changping laughed, stretched out his slender finger and poked Fang Zheng's head, and said angrily: "Look at your stingyness! Isn't it just a few taels of silver? Now you're making money every day, and you still care about this little money?"

Fang Zheng said sadly and angrily: "Working gold every day? You have to touch the taste when you speak, let alone fighting gold, why didn't I even see a little bit of gold?"

Changping smiled and said, "Of course you have to leave the money to your husband and your virtuous wife to help you keep it, but the Fang family's property is in your name, so let's not talk about anything else. Your husband has a good vision of making money. You have already gone home with a branch of Ruyuzhai, which you opened, and there are several brothels that you bought at a low price when you were managing the capital. Nowadays, the business is booming, and many court officials are supporting you, saying, "Do you have been fighting for money every day?"

"Hmph, the court officials went to visit the kiln. It was simply morally corrupt. The money spent must be based on the scrapped folk paste. These scums in the officialdom! Tell the brothel managers to slaughter them! A cup of tea will charge them 100 taels of silver, so that they will feel heartache and pain as long as they lie on women in the future."

"Go to you! You're talking dirty!" Changping blushed and pounded Fang Zheng angrily.

Fang Zheng was beaten to the point of grinning, and suddenly he felt like he was struck by lightning, and his blessings came to his heart.

Am I short of money now? It would be better to rob the dog officials myself than to rob them. Anyway, none of these dog officials are clean, and rob them is just to rob them, to uphold justice for the people, and to enrich their purse by killing two birds. Why not do it?

He thought of it and did it. Fang Zheng stood up without hesitation, held Changping's pretty face with excitement, slap hard, and then ran out.

When Changping saw Fang Zheng running out of the house as if he was injected with chicken blood, he couldn't help but be stunned and chased him and shouted, "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Your husband, I want to make money without stopping!" Fang Zheng shouted without looking back and ran away.

Fang Zheng, who left the mansion, was really busy and went straight to the shadow camp.

The robbery of the imperial court's official is very difficult, and the government and shadows must not be used. Otherwise, if the emperor finds out, he might be scolded again. If he wants not to leak the news afterwards, Fang Zheng thought about it and finally determined the best robbery partner.

Killer brother.

The killer brother is now teaching shadow subordinates some punches and flying knives in the shadow camp. Although he is a famous coach, he is actually not an official, and he is also a cold-hearted person and a handsome man. He is really the best choice for robbing his partner.

Fang Zheng rushed to the camp excitedly, and it was almost night! The daily scraping exercises of the camp were over, and the shadow subordinates were having meals in the newly built dining room. When everyone saw Fang Zheng dazed, they stood up, clasped their fists and said in unison: "I have met Lord Fang."

Fang Zheng waved his hand absent-mindedly, then aimed left and right in the crowd.

Wensen ran over with a slight smile and said, "Mr. Fang came to the camp so late, could he have a task left to his subordinates?"

Fang Zheng glanced at him sideways and thought to himself that there is a task, but it’s a pity that it’s not appropriate for you to do it.

"Hey, where are your coaches?" It was a bit difficult to find the killer brother among hundreds of people, so Fang Zheng simply asked Wen Sen directly.

Wensen was stunned, his eyes were fat, and then pointed to a corner and said, "Where are you there."

Fang Zheng looked along his fingers and saw a cold-looking killer brother sitting next to a table in the corner of the dining room. He was lying on his bad head without hesitation. This guy was so cool when he was eating. The steamed buns in his hand were broken into small even pieces by his vigorous and powerful hands. Each piece was almost the same size and shape. After breaking off the slow head, he placed it neatly on the plate. It looked like a corpse fragment that had been dismembered into countless pieces, and was arranged in a neat queue, waiting for the killer brother to go for inspection.

"This" This guy is so perverted even when he has a meal. It's too "outrageous, right?" Fang Zheng's eyes almost fell out. Let him live in the camp in the future. Don't let him go back to the courtyard of Fang's mansion to live. What if this guy is like Cao Cao, "I'm so murderous in my dream"? Wouldn't he become as miserable as the bad head on the plate?

Wensen shrugged with surprise and said, "The teacher is used to eating like this. We shadow brothers are a little afraid of him. Please see, as long as the teacher is in the area, there is no one within a radius of ten feet. No one dares to approach him. In the past, a new brother accidentally bumped into him and was stared at him. The brother was so scared that he wet his pants on the spot. He lay on the bed for several days, but later he fell into a bed-wetting problem. Fang Zheng looked carefully. Sure enough, no one dared to approach the table where the killer brother was sitting, as if he was carrying some kind of plague and fatigue bacteria on his body. Everyone avoided it for fear that the killer brother was still quiet, and he ate alone slowly, as if he was leisurely.

This guy is like a poison. How do shadow subordinates usually accept him for scrambling? You don’t have to think about it, it must be extremely tragic.

Fang Zheng rubbed his hands, and smiled all over his face. He walked to the killer brother and said flatteringly:

"Oh, brother killer, I haven't seen you for many days. You have become more handsome than before. I almost caught up with me, haha..."

The killer brother didn't even raise his eyelids, and he stared at the steamed buns scattered on the plate, as if they were more tempting than Fang Zheng.

"If you have something to ask me?" The killer brother said coldly.

Fang Zheng was stunned and said strangely: "How do you know?"

The killer brother then raised Kuanggui's eyelids, glanced at him calmly, and said, "Whenever you have such an annoying flattering expression on your face, it means you must have something to ask for."

Fang Zheng's smile immediately froze: he couldn't tell that this guy was taciturn and was very vicious when he spoke.

"Brother Killer, there is a business. I want to ask you to come out and help you reach out."

Fang Zheng said with a flattering smile.

"Okay." The killer brother didn't say anything. He put down his slow head in his hand, got up and left.

"Ah?" Fang Zheng was now surprised. Under the shocked eyes of the shadows, Fang Zheng hurriedly chased out, ran to the killer, and said in surprise: "Uh, brother killer, why did you agree so readily this time?"

In the past, when I asked him to do something, this guy either asked for money or refused directly. He had no discussion at all, but today he promised so readily. Could it be that this guy took the wrong medicine?

"I've been staying in the camp for a long time, go out for a walk." The killer brother explained lightly.

"Oh" Fang Zheng understood that the otaku also needed to breathe the fresh air outside occasionally. By the way, the killer brother was originally a person who likes freedom. He promised to be a coach for Shadow and stayed in the camp for several months and didn't go out. Speaking of which, he was indeed very righteous.

Fang Zheng happily patted the killer brother's fan, and smiled gratefully: "I'll invite you to visit the kiln later, I'll set you up a table of rich flower wine for you, and then ask a dozen girls to accompany you, wrap you up with your iron pestle and grind it into an embroidery needle. For the sake of concealment, Fang Zheng brought the emperor back to the city as soon as he was holding a light. Fang Zheng lifted the curtain of the car. There were few pedestrians on the street. In the cold weather, it was not necessary. Most people were unwilling to wander around the street. They just wanted to stay at home, gather with their families around the warm fire, and chat about their family's affairs.

The deserted street is empty. When it comes to night, shops on both sides of the street are closed. A bitter cold wind blows across the street. A few withered and shriveled leaves are dancing in the wind, swaying and floating towards the unknown distance.

The carriage stopped at the door of a house called Yihonglou. Fang Zheng got off the car first, and looked at the endless men coming to find the beauty at the gate of Yihonglou. Fang Zheng couldn't help but smiled with joy.

"Hey, brother killer, how is this place? I'm paying for money, business is booming, right?" Fang Zheng couldn't help but show off proudly.

The killer brother glanced coldly and said with a little contemptuous expression: "Just just earn some money, what's so proud of?"

Fang Zheng was choked by his words again, and Zhu Shangcai decided: "You can't say that. I didn't force a good person to become a prostitute. All the girls inside were voluntary. They had pensions after they were old and deteriorated..."

The two of them spoke and entered the door. The large teapot at the door welcomed the guests attentively led them to the hall. Looking around, the whole hall was about a few feet in a radius. The hall was covered with scarlet Persian carpets, with a few huge milky white peonies embroidered on the carpet, and several tables were placed irregularly in the hall. Guests who liked the fun called the girl. Choose a table in the hall and put a flower wine, while listening to the graceful Qingwan people playing music on the right side of the hall.

The girls in the hall, with red, green and slender figures, were flying around and laughing like butterflies passing by among the flowers. The atmosphere in the entire hall seemed lively and a bit fucking.

Fang Zheng hadn't entered the brothel for a long time. When he saw these beaks in front of him, he drooled and lit his fingers in fuss and said, "One sweet, two sweet, three sweet, four sweet, wow! There are so many beautiful mountains and rivers!"

When the big teapot heard this, he praised: "Young master is so literary!"

"That's!"

Fang Zheng entered the hall, thought for a while, then chose a table in the hall, sat down, and ordered a table of wine and food to be served in the big teapot. Then he carefully looked at the brothel that belonged to him.

Since Fang Zheng himself has never shown up here, from the girl to the shopkeeper of this brothel, he didn't know that he was the real boss. No one disturbed him at the moment, so he wanted to be clean.

Just as he was about to find two girls for the killer brother, he asked him to go to the point of being slaughtered, a few sighs came from behind, which attracted Fang Zheng's attention.

Looking back, I saw that there was only one guest on the table facing him. This man was about thirties, with an ordinary appearance and a little fat. Although he tried hard to look hypocritical, he still couldn't hide the vulgarity on his face.

At this time, the guest was scanning the Yingying Yanyan in the hall. The dirty and vulgar light in his eyes made the girls passing by him shudder. However, this person shook his head and sighed while looking, as if he was very dissatisfied.

Fang Zheng is the owner of this brothel. If a customer shows this expression in his shop, of course he has to ask him, the customer is the Jade Emperor.

"Brother, please!" Fang Zheng bowed to the vulgar middle-aged uncle.

The middle-aged uncle was stunned and hurriedly returned the courtesy: "Brother, be polite."

"I saw my brother alone in Taiwan, and I shook my head and sighed here. Could it be that I was dissatisfied with this Yihong Building?"

The middle-aged uncle smiled, showing his yellow and black teeth, shook his head and said:

"It's not true, it's a good choice for girls here. There are so many beautiful women, but it's a pity."

"What a pity?"

The middle-aged uncle sighed, and his tone seemed to be filled with regret, "It's a pity that the name is not worthy of, and it's a bit less elegant."

Fang Zheng said in surprise: "Yihonglou, this name sounds very nice, how could it not be worthy of its name?"

The middle-aged uncle looked at Fang Zheng after hearing this and shook his head and said, "My brother may be involved in the vast world, but he does not know the elegant interests of the ancients. There was a saying in ancient times that "red man and green woman are," that is, red, specifically referring to men, and green refers to women. If we interpret the literal explanation of these three words "Riding in the Red Building, these girls must be replaced by fucking*, and those who come here to seek pleasure should also be those elegant scholars who have a good reputation for having a peach and broken sleeves. In this way, "Riding in the Red Building, these three words "Riding in the Red Building,"

Fang Zheng shivered all over when he heard this, and his eyes became a little weird when he looked at the middle-aged uncle: "Brother, can you say, "Well, you are complaining that there is no man here?"

The middle-aged uncle nodded happily and said with a smile: "That's right. The male style has been popular since ancient times, and the ancients said:

‘The man in the capital is full of goods and welcomes and sends him to see him off. I thought that the capital was so big that this wind was also strong, but when I came to the capital, everyone only knew how to be flirted with prostitutes and was disgusted with fucking*, which really disappointed me.”

Fang Zheng understood it. In a word, this guy turned out to be an old glass.

Fang Zheng immediately stopped talking and kept a distance of more than one meter from him with a whoosh.

I was too lucky and I rarely talked to strangers, but I ended up touching glass. It was not going well, and it was a big problem! Remember to keep in mind in the future and don’t talk to strangers!

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged uncle did not regard himself as an outsider. Seeing Fang Zheng saying a few words, he retreated without hesitation, but he took the initiative to come up with a lewd smile on his face, and whispered: "Brother, maybe he doesn't know the beauty of Li Tong's face. People all praise the beauty of the female body, but they don't know that the tight and warm male anus is better than the many women. In fact, men are cleaner and tidy than women. Warm the stove at the cold night, under the red candle, savor the flute and play the aft courtyard. How elegant it is. Just remember the five key points of fragrance, warm, tight, oil, and living. You can taste a completely different bed flavor, "Uh, brother, brother! What's wrong with you? Why are your face so ugly?"

Fang Zheng's face turned pale, he resisted the desire to vomit and clenched his fists in secret.

Death Glass, if you hadn't been a customer in my store now, I would have beaten you away with one punch. It's not enough for you to be a pervert, but you'd even come to literate me. The customer is the Jade Emperor, and the customer is the Jade Emperor. Fang Zheng said a few words in his heart, and then he restrained his desire to be beaten.

"Ahem, haven't you asked this brother about his surname Gao?" Fang Zheng asked with his bow.

The uncle Zhongtang smiled with a pleat on his face, like a blooming chrysanthemum. He bowed his hand and said, "It's easy to say it. I'm in the lower class, whose name is Guanyu, and whose courtesy name is Yueguan. He is from Chenzhou in the north and came to visit the capital."

Li Guanyu is right? This young master remembers you!

"It seems that Brother Li is also a scholar of Taoism. I don't know if Brother Li is "uh, the one who entered, or the one who was entered?" Fang Zheng was a little curious about the man in another world.

Li Guanyu was stunned when he heard this, his obscene eyes showed nostalgia, and his hands subconsciously touched his buttocks... "Oh, I understand, it turns out that I'm grateful, I'll be lucky, I'll be lucky again!" Fang Zheng suddenly realized and bowed to Li Guanyu sincerely. It's really not easy to be a man!

Li Guanyu caresses the chrysanthemum gently, smiling without saying a word.

At this time, a sound of dishes falling from the floor came from the floor. A voice with obvious drunkenness with whispered loudly said, "You, this broken brothel. Don't want to open it anymore, right? I, I, I, have finished two pots of bamboo leaf green, why has Miss Miaoxiang been delayed? "I, "Are you intentionally treating me slowly? I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, have to go through the mountain with the "mountain of Jinling Mansion, to attract Lu to greet me. You, you will have to close the door if you read the broken clan!"

Fang Zheng was shocked and felt angry, Damn! A small seventh-rank chief of the Ministry of Revenue, dares to smash the place on my shoulders, and you can't deal with it! Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and waited to slap the table. The killer brother held the wine glass with one hand, but grabbed Fang Zheng with the other, and said coldly: "What's the hurry? Naturally, there are people in the brothel who are in charge to come out for cooking."

Fang Zheng sat down angrily, raised his head and drank a glass of wine, and muttered: "It turns out that the customers in the store who were not smashing the sound of the above-story, they looked at each other sideways. At this time, Lao Jie walked upstairs calmly, with a smile on his face, but the voice did not contain any smiles: "It turns out that it was Lord Sun from the Ministry of Revenue. I have a blessing to you here."

After saying that, Lao Jiu bent down and was blessed with a little blessing.

Lord Sun, the head of the Ministry of Revenue, burped in drunkenness, then his nostrils were raised to the sky. He hummed and said coldly: "Mom Chen, this is not the first time I have come to you, what's wrong? The shop bullies the customer and bully me? Do you think I can't afford to drink this flower wine?"

As he said that, Lord Sun took out a large stack of silver notes from his arms angrily, shook them in front of Chen's mother, and said angrily: "Everyone says Jiuzi loves notes. If you open your eyes and see clearly, is the straw paper in my hand not? Why has the Miaoxiang girl ordered by me been slow to come?"

Fang Zheng saw the thick silver notes in Lord Sun's hand downstairs, and his eyes immediately turned green. Damn! A seventh-rank chief of the Ministry of Revenue is so rich. You don't have to think about it. This guy must be a corrupt official, and his target is tonight!
To be continued...