Heavenly Master, I have a different world

After the fire burned, corpses were everywhere in the valley.

The cold wind blows,

Ashes were flying all over the sky.

Liu Ju, the owner of Zhujian Villa, looked pale and felt uneasy. He followed an old man from the Qian family in small steps and whispered:

"Senior, after we found out there was a fire here, we rushed over immediately. When we put out the fire, this is what happened before us."

“Who did it, I really don’t know!”

He groaned secretly in his heart.

Who would have thought that a person could sit at home and have trouble come from the sky, and even just putting out a wildfire in his own backyard could cause big trouble?

but……

There used to be a real person's inheritance hidden here?

There were so many people in the villa, why weren't they discovered in advance? If he had not received the inheritance and achieved success in his studies, he would not have been so humble.

"Fusong..." The old man lowered his head and looked at the bones on the ground, as if the anger in his eyes had substance:

"Who did it?"

"Second Elder." A man came from not far away, bowed his hands and said:

"According to what Duan Baotou said, the murderer is a master of both martial arts and martial arts. He has raised more than one fierce ghost, and his martial arts training is at least Great Zhoutian Perfect."

"Most likely……"

"He is a flawless martial artist!"

"Humph!" the old man snorted coldly:

"Although Fusong is a bit arrogant, his strength is not as good as that of ordinary Wuluo martial artists. Who else can kill him besides Wuluo?"

"Raised a bad ghost..."

"Who are the people in the city who are good at raising ghosts?"

"I know one person is more suspicious." Duan Baotou walked over:

"Ghost Taoist!"

"Although this person is a mage, he has made his body look like a zombie, and his martial arts skills are not bad either."

"And he has a good relationship with the Chen family and may help Chen Jiuniang escape."

"Maybe..."

"It has something to do with it."

As a head catcher, he couldn't guarantee this, but after searching through the masters of Zhaonan Mansion in his mind, only this one met the requirements.

"Ghost Taoist?" The old man narrowed his eyes:

"Bring him to see me, forget it, I'll go find him myself!"

Qian Fusong is the Qilin son of the Qian family. He can fight against the Wuluo martial arts master at a young age. When he reaches the level of Wuluo, he can return to the sect to cultivate in secret.

maybe,

Can become a martial arts master!

If it can be accomplished, it will establish the Qian family's three-hundred-year foundation.

For this hope, the Qian family invested countless resources in Qian Fusong, and hired almost all kinds of elixirs and famous teachers.

Seeing success...

now,

Everything is in vain!

How can we not be angry and hateful in our hearts?

…………

The cold wind blows.

Fang Zheng stood with his hands behind his back, raised his eyes and looked into the distance. After a moment, he stretched out his hand and pointed somewhere below:

"The yin and yang meet there and the energy is acceptable. The key is that it is remote enough and the terrain will not change for hundreds of years. Just bury it there."

"good."

Chen Jiuniang nodded and walked over with a jar of ashes.

The ashes belong to Uncle Zheng.

Although the other party betrayed the Chen family, they had been together for many years and remembered Jiuniang's mother. She finally couldn't bear to abandon her in the wilderness.

Still planning to find a place to settle.

"Sir."

Xiang Xiu lay on the ground, looking at the sky with blank eyes, and murmured:

"Please help me choose a better cemetery."

"..." Fang Zheng opened his mouth and nodded slowly:

"good!"

In order to hold Qian Fusong back, Xiang Xiu was hit by the opponent's sword and palm. The sword aura contained evil spirits. Now the evil spirits have entered his heart and lungs, and there is no way for the gods to save him.

"Crane roars for nine days..."

"Don't worry." Fang Zheng nodded:

"When Yuan Zhongdao cultivates his true energy, I will teach him the Crane and Nine Heavens Divine Art. If his talent is good enough, Fang will have another chance to give it to him."

It's not that he refuses to give it in advance, but if his cultivation level is too low, acquiring such skills is like a child holding gold to cause trouble, and will only bring disaster to himself.

"Thank you!" Xiang Xiu's eyes lit up, he sat up from the ground like a flash of light, straightened his clothes, and nodded to Fang Zheng:

"Thank you, sir. I went to a certain place."

The sound fell, the head drooped, and there was no breath.

Fang Zheng turned around with a faint look in his eyes, and then sighed softly. His eyes were filled with light and he looked in all directions. In an instant, all the mountains and rivers came into view.

Qi Observation Technique!

Most people who practice have mastered the method of observing Qi, but most of them can only look at people's faces and their vitality, and it won't work if they cover it up a little.

And the Qi Observation Technique he used this time can observe the Qi veins of mountains and rivers, and can distinguish the displacement of stars, which is the unique skill of Yuxian Sect.

certainly.

At this time, Fang Zheng only used the Tianji Compass to perform the Qi Observation Technique. He did not have such ability himself, but the result was the same.

Jiu Yuanzi's heavenly compass is a wonder.

At least,

This is true in terms of Qi observation and divination.

As long as Fangzheng's mind moves, the Tianji Compass will move on its own, whether it is for reading Feng Shui or fortune telling, it can be used on his behalf.

Just spend some mana.

In fact, even if someone wants to speculate on things related to him, he will be deceived and unknowingly deviate from the target.

Like the ghost Taoist who will be unlucky soon.

After a while.

Fang Zheng chose a location and leapt over with Xiang Xiu's body.

Logging, digging holes.

Not long after,

An unnamed grave appears in the forest.

This place has mountains in front and water in the back, and smooth flow to the left and right. Whether it is building a house for the living or erecting a tomb for the dead, it is considered the best according to Feng Shui.

And remote enough.

"Master Fang."

Chen Jiuniang changed her clothes and dressed up as a village girl. She packed her things and tied them around her body. She cupped her fists and cupped her hands towards Fang Zheng:

"Thank you for your help. I don't have much to say. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you and me to see each other again after this goodbye."

She sighed softly, and her heart was full of emotions, which eventually turned into farewells:

"Take care of yourself!"

"Take care of yourself!"

Fang Zheng returned the salute and watched the other person go away until the figure disappeared.

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Zhaonan Mansion.

"call……"

Fangzheng sat cross-legged on the futon, exhaling turbid air, his face gloomy:

"The transformation of Five Ghosts and Heavenly Demons actually has such big sequelae?"

"If I had known this, I wouldn't have been so desperate. What if I let Qian Fusong escape? But now he may have ruined his own path."

"Why!"

Fang Zheng shook his head and sighed, with a look of regret on his face.

At that time, he had too much murderous intention in his heart, and he only wanted to find a way to increase his strength to kill Qian Fusong, completely forgetting that such a method was not good at all.

All have sequelae.

The more the strength increases, the greater the consequences.

The Five Ghost Demon transformed and fused the power of the Five Ghosts for his own use, making him as powerful as a Wu Liu martial artist in a short period of time, or even stronger than an ordinary Wu Liu.

How could there be no price for being so defiant?

But then again, if he had to do it again, he might make this choice again.

"Ghost energy invades the body, and there is no retreat!"

Fang Zheng frowned:

"Is it possible that I will become a ghost cultivator in the future?"

The blending of ghost energy and true energy is equivalent to fundamentally changing the properties of true energy.

Theoretically, unless there is some genius treasure to wash away the ghost energy that is integrated with the true energy, you can no longer practice other methods.

Even if you can,

It will also be greatly affected.

Only the rumored lineage of ghost cultivators will not be affected, but will provide a certain amount of help.

But not to mention that the method of ghost cultivation is rare, even Jiu Yuanzi doesn't have it, let's talk about the hard-earned inheritance, which cannot be abandoned halfway.

At this time, Fang Zheng had long since exited the state of the Five Ghosts and Heavenly Demon Transformation, but he had lost weight, his eyes were dark and dull.

He still looks like a human being or a ghost.

Silently transport vowel thunder method.

The movement of Qi is a little more difficult than before.

but……

"It doesn't seem to have much impact?"

Fang Zheng's eyes moved slightly, and he tried other methods again. Although they all had difficulties, it was more like a normal reaction after exhaustion.

A little weak, but full of vitality.

It's not like suffering from the sequelae after using a secret technique.

"strangeness?"

He touched his chin with confusion on his face:

"Is it possible that the time when I used the Five Ghosts and Heavenly Demon Transformation was too short, and it has not yet reached the level of damaging my foundation?"

"or……"

"The description of the technique is too exaggerated?"

He was confused in his heart, but this was a good thing after all. Now that he had acquired the complete vowel thunder method, he did not want to modify anything else.

"Um?"

The strangeness in the sea of ​​consciousness made Fang Zheng's heart flutter slightly.

Yan Junguan thought!

At some point, Yan Jun, who was sketched by his thoughts, had an extra layer of yin energy on his body, and his figure became more solid compared to before.

Yin energy?

No!

It's ghost energy!

Fangzheng's eyes twitched.

what happened?

The ghost energy integrated into his body was actually swallowed up by the Lord of Hell visualized through visualization?

"Yan Jun?"

"Yan Jun!"

"The name Jiu Yuanzi called him when he first saw him was Lord Yama. Could it be that... it has something to do with the idea of ​​Lord Yama?"

I was puzzled by the explanation, so I simply stopped thinking about it. Anyway, I already had the answer to the ghost energy matter, and I could continue to practice the vowel thunder method.

"Well……"

Fang Zheng stretched his muscles and bones, only to feel that the sleepiness was rising and it was difficult to contain it. He had been running around and busy for the past two days, and he had never practiced properly.

This time, his spirit relaxed, and his eyelids felt as if a thousand-jin boulder had dropped.

"Let's get some sleep first!"

This sleep.

Just one day and one night.

When he opened his eyes again, he felt that every part of his body was lazily uncomfortable, and his tired spirit became active again.

"It seems true. The Five Ghosts and Heavenly Demon Transformation has not destroyed my martial arts foundation, but the weakening of the physical body's essence is inevitable, and even my cultivation has regressed to a certain extent."

"I'm afraid it won't work if you use it as a means of suppressing the bottom of the box. If you use it a few more times, the body's essence and blood will definitely drain the five ghosts."

"call……"

Exhaling softly, Fang Zheng stood up from the bed and cheered up:

"It's time to tidy things up."

"Crash..."

Everything fell on the table.

The most eye-catching thing is Qian Fusong's sword. This sword is so sharp that it can even break the long sword forged by modern technology.

It can be called a magic weapon!

There are two other magic weapons.

A palm-sized magic sword and a gold rope.

There are also a few magic charms and some banknotes...

It seemed that Qian Fusong had exhausted all his means that day and had no other ability to keep the bottom of the box, which gave Fang Zheng a false alarm.

"I wonder if there is something similar to a storage bag here, otherwise there will be more and more things, and it will be inconvenient to put them away."

After muttering a few words under his breath, he put away his things and sat cross-legged on the futon.

Regardless of whether it is a sword or a magical weapon, it is ultimately an external object that is not worth relying on. For Fang Zheng, only cultivation and techniques are fundamental.

Vowel Refa!

As soon as the thought moved, the heavenly compass in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness rotated, and the 'records' about the vowel thunder method came to mind one by one.

Here, there is not only the complete version of the vowel thunder method, but also the feelings of Jiu Yuanzi when he was practicing, which you can learn from.

Also avoid taking detours.

This skill that I have been thinking about for a long time is finally available today.

"Twelve floors!"

Fangzheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

The complete version of the vowel thunder method has a total of twelve levels.

The realm of Nine Thunders is the perfection of a martial artist. If the Nine Thunders can be unified by then, one can become a real person and advance to the tenth level of the Vowel Thunder Technique.

Jiu Yuanzi.

He has cultivated to the tenth level of the vowel thunder method.

He was indeed just practicing casually, and his achievements in martial arts were far inferior to his skills.

After cultivating to the eleventh level, he is comparable to Jiu Yuanzi's achievements in magic. At the twelveth level, he is already a top master among martial arts masters.

At that time, I am afraid that he will be comparable to the master of Xuantian Dao.

and,

In theory, there is a thirteenth level of this skill, but even the person who created this skill has not yet completed it and can only treat it as a thought.

"enough!"

Fang Zheng smiled:

"Looking around the world, not many forces possess the superior method of cultivating one's martial arts to the pinnacle, but now Fang has one in his hands."

"Is there anything else you're not satisfied with?"

In addition to the vowel thunder method, there are also several martial arts and techniques that are compatible with it. They can be collected by Jiu Yuanzi, so their level is certainly not low.

He has been practicing the Five Thunder Hands for a long time, but now it seems that he is not on the stage.

certainly.

The most important thing is the half volume of "Shenxiao Sutra".

The "Shenxiao Zhenjing" is divided into internal refining and external methods. The external method is further divided into yin thunder, yang thunder, and divine thunder of the heavens. Among them, the thirty-six thunders of the heavens are the most powerful.

Fang Zheng picked up the jade slip and followed the instructions of the Tianji Compass to separate a ray of thought into it. He really felt that there were three strands of spiritual thoughts hidden in it.

After calming down, thoughts came into contact with him.

boom!

The roar of thunder trembled endlessly in my mind, and three thunder methods quietly emerged in my mind.

This half volume of the "Shenxiao Sutra" records three of the thirty-six thunder methods.

Great Brahma Dou Shu Lei!

Divine Mansion Tianshu Lei!

Shangqing Big Hole Thunder!

"hiss……"

Fang Zheng took a breath of cold air.

These three lightning techniques, without exception, are all the top lightning techniques in the world. Just to cast them requires the cultivation of a great mage.

He definitely can't do it now.

However, these thunder techniques are no longer simple thunder techniques, but can be regarded as the inheritance of three techniques. It is also beneficial to learn more.

"The Shenxiao Zhenjing and the Yuanyin Thunder Method should be two paths. The Shenxiao Zhenjing starts with the thunder method until it transforms into the divine thunder of the gods. It is a method; the vowel thunder method is based on tempering the physical body. After completion, You can activate the power of thunder by raising your hands and feet, which is a way of martial arts."

"Um……"

"The Shenxiao Sutra also has internal refining methods, as well as the astonishingly powerful divine thunder of the heavens, which integrates the inside and outside. In comparison, the vowel thunder method is weaker."

"No wonder!"

"No wonder Shenxiao Sutra is known as one of the top ten magical arts in the world, but the Vowel Thunder Method is not among them. It has its own reasons."

Fang Zheng shook his head and temporarily put down the three lightning techniques in his hands. It was difficult to gain anything in a short time and it took time to accumulate.

Next…

Tianji compass!

This thing was learned by Jiu Yuanzi throughout his life. It is the only one in the world. It contains many mysteries. Although it cannot be used to fight enemies, it has many convenient methods.

Time passes slowly.

Apart from eating and sleeping, Fang Zheng devoted almost all his remaining time to practicing and comprehending the techniques, almost forgetting about time.

The inheritance left to him by Jiu Yuanzi was simply vast, with endless martial arts, techniques, and secret techniques, which attracted him deeply.

until...

"when!"

The rapid sound of gongs came from the street.

"Accepting the order, a curfew will be implemented from today. According to the Lifang system, the number of people going out during the day shall not exceed ten people every day. If they exceed the limit, they will be severely punished!"

"when……"

"Dangdang..."

"Accepting the order, the curfew will be implemented from today..."

"what happened?"

Fang Zheng walked out of the house, and the dazzling eyes made him subconsciously raise his hands to cover the halo. He also realized that his whole body was full of stench. He had not washed himself for an unknown amount of time, and the beard on his face was growing messily, like a savage.

…………

"Brother Wen doesn't know?"

Linghu An looked stunned for a moment.

"I really don't know." Fang Zheng pretended to be Wen Tailai, the thunder hand, and came to Linghu's house to inquire about the situation. After hearing this, he shook his head slightly:

"Wen has been living in seclusion during this period and knows nothing about what is happening outside."

"That's it!" Linghu said calmly and without asking any more questions:

"Speaking of which, this matter is also related to the Chen family."

"Chen family?" Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows:

"Isn't the Chen family matter settled?"

nowadays.

The Qian family in Wanbao Pavilion is the only one in the family. The old man of the Chen family died and almost all his brothers were killed. Only Jiuniang and a few others escaped.

Those who escaped will not be able to survive in a short time.

"The Chen family is finished, but..." Linghu An shrugged and said:

"According to people from the yamen, the Chen family has been secretly colluding with the rebels over the years and has provided them with a lot of supplies."

"Especially some time ago, they went crazy and gave a lot of weapons and food to the rebels, which resulted in the current situation."

Fang Zheng shook his head slightly.

When the Chen family opens their doors to do business, most of them do not ask about the identity or origin of the other party. It is actually normal for them to have previous contact with the rebels.

Give ordnance to the rebels...

I'm afraid that he really has a plan to destroy everything!

"Why!"

Linghu An sighed softly and continued:

"Wang Zhi, who was born in Xuzhou, was originally a son of a wealthy family. He was oppressed by local officials and had to flee from home. Later, he somehow developed extraordinary martial arts skills and directly killed officials and rebelled, and fled all the way to Zhaonan Mansion."

"This person's martial arts skills are among the best among Wuluo martial arts masters. He has gathered tens of thousands of rebels. When his energy and blood gather, even martial arts masters will retreat."

"He is accompanied by the Great Master of the White Lotus Sect, more than a thousand elites, who call himself the King of Wheels. In just half a month, they broke through several cities and came towards Zhaonan Mansion."

"Closing the city is inevitable!"

"Brother Linghu." Fang Zheng straightened his body and said:

"How is it over there in Gu'an County?"

"Gu'an County?" Linghu An shook his head:

"The floods there have not been eliminated, and there are hungry victims within a hundred miles. Even the rebels will not be interested in this kind of place."

That's good!

Fang Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now the army is approaching, the situation is unclear, and we don't know how the situation will develop next." Linghu An sighed again:

"If the situation becomes tense, people may be recruited to resist the rebels. Brother Wen can still hide alone, but the Linghu family cannot avoid it."

"I don't know how many casualties there are!"

"Recruitment?" Fang Zheng frowned slightly:

"Brother Linghu, do you have a way out of the city?"

"Brother Wen wants to leave?" Linghu An looked sideways, shook his head and said:

"I advise you to think clearly. The walls of Zhaonan Mansion are high and the city is strong. You can always be safe if you stay in the city. When you leave, the mountains and plains will be full of rebels."

"But it may not be safe."

Fang Zheng's eyes flickered, and he seemed to be deep in thought, but in fact he had spent all his mana to calculate the next fortune with the help of the celestial compass.

What will happen if we leave the city?

In a flash,

Tianji Compass gives the answer.

Little evil!

Will there be danger?

Fang Zheng touched his chin. His current strength was not weak, so he could still encounter dangers, and he was afraid that he would encounter a Wuluo martial artist.

Then don’t leave the city?

With a thought, he once again sent a stream of mana into the Tianji Compass.

What will happen if we don’t leave the city?

In a blink of an eye.

Tianji Compass once again gave the answer.

Little evil!

What are you doing?

Fang was speechless.

Whether he leaves the city or not, he is still a minor evil. Is it possible to just sit back and wait for death?

But in a flash, he came to his senses. Now that the rebels were besieging the city, they were in a dilemma. Whether they could get out of the city or not, they would be in danger.

‘Destiny is difficult to determine, it changes due to fate! ’

Everyone's destiny is changing every moment. The method of divination can only be used as a reference and cannot completely avoid disasters.

If not,

A person like Jiu Yuanzi would not die young.

With his thoughts fixed, Fang Zheng felt calm and continued chatting with Linghu An for a few words. Seeing that it was getting late, he stood up and left.

Then he went to the black market.

I spent money to buy the latest information from Qianji Pavilion.

'It turns out that the predecessor of Qianji Pavilion was the intelligence organization of the imperial court. No wonder the information obtained was so timely. Now it is probably inextricably linked to the local government. ’

'Ah……'

‘Jiu Yuanzi also bought fake news from Qianji Pavilion. ’

‘It seems that the news from Qianji Pavilion cannot be fully believed. ’

In the records left by Jiu Yuanzi, there is information about Qianji Pavilion. The things that real people and Wuzong come into contact with are naturally different from ordinary people.

We can all know a little bit about the origin of Qianji Pavilion and the internal battles in Wanbao Pavilion.

"Crash..."

After flipping through the book, Fang Zheng looked thoughtful:

"It seems that it is a foregone conclusion to recruit the people in the city to resist the rebels. However, it has not been implemented yet. It must be for fear of causing riots among the people in the city."

"When the rebels are approaching and the situation becomes tense, recruitment will naturally begin."

"Well……"

"The situation is not too serious at this time. If we can leave the city, there are still ways to do it. If it is later, it will be difficult."

"Out of town……"

Fang Zheng tapped on the desk and his mind quickly changed.

Both Linghu'an and Qianji Pavilion had ways out of the city, but he didn't intend to put his own safety on other people's arrangements.

Square porcelain!

"I also have connections in Zhaonan Mansion!"

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The rebel army is pressing down on the territory, and Zhaonan Mansion has implemented a curfew at night, and you are not allowed to go out at will during the day. There are only ten places for each house to go out every day.

These ten people are mainly responsible for purchasing supplies.

Officers and soldiers patrolled at all times. Once they found someone going out for no reason, they immediately locked up. For a while, the whole city was quiet, except for Nanshi, which was slightly lively.

Fangshi,

There was a surging crowd and constant shouting.

"Qifang requires three hundred catties of rice, ten catties of fine salt, fifty catties of bacon, and two pieces of cloth..."

"hurry up!"

"Follow the carriage!"

"Ji Chou Fang wants 800 rice shops..."

"Why do you need so much food?" A registered official raised his head and frowned:

"Your Majesty has an order. Each mill of rice has a quota. No hoarding is allowed. The maximum is three hundred catties. If there is more, I cannot approve it."

"This is my lord." A man approached, quietly stuffed a piece of broken silver into his hand, and said with a smile:

"Your Excellency, you don't know. There are two big families living in our house, and they keep many slaves and maids to guard the house. Three hundred kilograms is really not enough."

"I hope you'll bear with me."

"Well..." The official's eyes moved slightly, he squeezed the broken silver secretly, and then nodded expressionlessly:

"Since there are difficulties, it's not impossible."

"Go!"

"Thank you, thank you!"

The visitor thanked him profusely and went to the market with the approval slip to purchase grain. Even though the government had lowered the price, grain prices still skyrocketed.

More than doubled than before!

Inside Nan City.

Square porcelain.

It was early winter, and Lu Wei, dressed in long clothes, hurried into the store with an anxious look on his face. In this weather, his face was actually covered with sweat.

He quickly came to a beautiful woman and said:

"The shopkeeper's!"

"How can you behave in such a panic?" Wang Qi's face darkened:

"Didn't you see that I was greeting the guests?"

"No..." Lu Wei's eyes flickered and he whispered:

"The boss is here."

"My boss?" Wang Qi was stunned for a moment, then realized who the 'owner' was referring to:

"What did you say?"

"Why is he here now?"

"Even the little ones don't know." Lu Wei said with a wry smile:

"But he is indeed at home right now, waiting for the shopkeeper to come over and take a look at the branch's account books for this year."

Wang Qi's face darkened, she didn't care to greet the guests, she gave him a wink and walked towards the back.

on the road,

The pace is hurried.

"Did you say anything?"

"No." Lu Wei shook his head hurriedly:

"You, the shopkeeper, don't know me yet. Even if you give me ten courages, I won't dare to betray you!"

"Humph!" Wang Qi snorted coldly and said:

"How many people did the boss bring here?"

"This..." Lu Wei hesitated for a moment and then said:

"He didn't bring anyone with him, he came here alone."

"Um?"

Wang Qi paused and looked suspicious:

"Just him?"

"Yes." Lu Wei nodded:

"He's the only one."

"Weird..." Wang Qi squinted:

"I came to the branch to check the accounts at this time. Is it possible that I heard some rumors? What do you think of coming here alone?"

"The shopkeeper." Lu Wei said:

"What should we do?"

"Soldiers will stop you, water will cover you, and I will stop you if anything happens. What are you afraid of? You look hopeless." Wang Qi glared at him and said:

"I'll get the account book, you go find that person."

"Who is that?" Lu Wei's eyes shrank, with a look of fear on his face:

"Do you really want to do this?"

"If Fang doesn't find anything, naturally he won't need it, but if you don't fear ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst." Wang Qi's eyes flashed coldly:

"I hope he knows what's interesting!"

"Go quickly!"

"Yes, yes." Lu Wei nodded anxiously:

"Young man, go right here!"

…………

"My boss."

Sun Ping presented the tea and said respectfully:

"This is the Lingshu tea produced in Xianhui Mountain. There is a quota every year. Fang Ci only gets two taels because of the reputation of Lei Zhonghong porcelain."

"Try it."

"Um."

Fang Zheng nodded, raised his glass and sipped slightly, then nodded slowly after a moment:

"Yes, the tea is full of fragrance and has endless aftertaste."

"As long as my boss likes it." Sun Pingping smiled:

"Please bring the remaining tea leaves later and take them with you when you leave."

"That's fine."

Fang Zheng nodded obediently, looked up at the halo of light falling through the gaps in the shade of the trees, and looked thoughtful in his eyes:

"It's been two years since you came to Zhaonan Mansion, right?"

"Two years, one month and three days." Sun Ping replied:

"Sun's ability to go from being worthless to having such a family fortune today is all thanks to the support of his employer. I am very grateful."

"Ha..." Fang Zheng chuckled:

"The Sun family started out as a cloth trader. You are the only one who likes this big family. How are you? How have you been in Fucheng these two years?"

"Excellent." Sun Ping lowered his head:

"We have built a small courtyard, brought in the Hun family, and there are few things in the shop. Shopkeeper Wang and Manager Lu are in charge of it, so I'll take care of it."

"More money, less work. I don't know how many people want this kind of job."

Um?

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes.

There is something in the words!

He originally asked him to come to Zhaonan Mansion to keep an eye on the branch's business, but now he was arranged to be an idler.

Ah……

really,

Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

A small shop, too.

"My boss!" Lu Wei walked into the backyard and stopped in front of the tree-shaded pavilion:

"Shopkeeper Wang is here."

Wang Qi stepped forward. Her face was elegant and her brows were like drawings. When she looked up, she had a smile on her lips, which made her even more charming.

"I have met my boss."

"We haven't seen each other for a few months. How is your boss?"

"It's acceptable." Fang Zheng nodded:

"The business in Fucheng is now managed by Lao Wang. He can take care of Fang Ci properly as a woman. Fang also admires her very much."

"I don't dare to praise my boss." Wang Qi shook her head lightly:

"It's all because of the high quality of square porcelain. Even people from as far away as the capital come all the way to buy it. I'm just following the trend."

"We don't have to be humble to each other." Fang Zheng chuckled, his eyes paused on the man behind Wang Qi, and he said slowly:

"Where is the account book?"

"At this."

Wang Qi took a step forward and took out the account book from his arms. The warm account book still had the fragrance of a woman. When Fang Zheng took the account book, he felt the back of his hand being touched gently.

This woman...

Fang raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression unchanged, and he took the account book and slowly opened it.

Seeing this,

Several people in the field had different expressions, but all remained silent.

I do not know how long it has been.

"Why!"

Fang Zheng sighed softly, put down the account book in his hand, shook his head and said:

"At this time last year, Fucheng Fangci had already received 7,000 taels of silver. Now two-thirds of the way through the year, it's not even 4,000 taels."

"Excluding expenses, the income is very little!"

"My boss." Wang Qi's beautiful eyes were filled with tears and her face looked aggrieved:

"I can't blame you. You know the situation this year. Floods, turmoil, and rebels have not stopped for a moment, and the business has been greatly affected."

"That wealthy man in the capital originally ordered several thousand taels of porcelain, but suddenly he went back on his word, and the big order was completely ruined."

"I have tried my best, but God failed to fulfill my wish!"

"That's right, that's right." Lu Wei nodded anxiously and agreed:

"Boss, I'm following you around. I know this best. Business is difficult to do this year, and it's not just our Fang Ci family."

"Really?" Fang's expression remained unchanged:

"But as far as I know, the porcelain delivered to Fucheng this year has doubled compared to last year, and the reputation of square porcelain has also been established in Fucheng."

"Although the business is not booming, there is an endless stream of customers in the store."

"This is absolutely not the case!" Wang Qi's beautiful eyes widened and she said:

"Master, don't listen to rumors. If you don't believe it, you can go to the two shops with me to see how deserted the business is."

"As for more porcelain than last year..."

"There's a lot of destruction!"

"I see." Fang Zheng still looked calm, nodded, and continued:

"What a coincidence. I also know the porcelain merchant from the capital. His statement is different from that of Shopkeeper Wang."

Wang Qi's face turned pale.

"The businessman said that he originally planned to order from Fang Ci, but someone said that he could cooperate privately. The price of the same porcelain from Fang Ci is only 60%."

Fang Zheng picked up the tea cup and took a sip:

"Sixty percent will not be included in the account. Shopkeeper Wang made a good calculation!"

"nonsense!"

Wang Qi's beautiful eyes flashed and she suddenly shouted angrily:

"Master, don't slander anyone. Although I am a prostitute, I am not someone who can be humiliated!"

"Why bother?" Fang Zheng frowned, with a look of displeasure on his face:

"You sold porcelain that was not square porcelain in the square porcelain shop, and the income was not recorded in the account; you deliberately added damaged items and sold them at high prices privately; you robbed the business of porcelain below and put it into your own pocket."

"So many kinds..."

"If this were not the case, Shopkeeper Wang wouldn't be able to buy a luxury house, a luxury car, and have several beautiful lovers in just one year, right?"

"You...you..." Wang Qi's delicate body trembled, and she stretched out her hand and pointed:

"My boss, you are going too far!"

"enough!"

Fang Zheng drank low:

"Everyone is greedy. There's nothing to say about it. If you're a little greedy, Fang won't pay attention to it. But Shopkeeper Wang is too greedy."

"so!"

He waved his hand:

"You take out ten thousand taels of silver and leave Fang Ci, and this matter will be over."

"Ten thousand taels of silver?" Wang Qi gritted her silver teeth:

"You're dreaming!"

The amount of money she has been greedy for in the past two years has not been this much, and she has to manage and squander it. In fact, she has not accumulated much.

"Oh?" Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows:

"No?"

"Then see you at the Yamen!"

"Yamen?" Wang Qi took a step back and sneered:

"I'm afraid you won't even be able to get out of this yard!"

"Oh!" Fang Zheng chuckled:

"What a loud tone, could it be..."

"You expect this person to deal with me?"

He turned his head and looked at the man behind Wang Qi. This man came in with Wang Qi and Lu Wei, but he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

Only then did he raise his eyebrows.

There is a sharp sword hidden in the cold eyes, which is captivating.

"good!"

Wang Qi raised her head with pride on her face:

"So that you know that he is my great-uncle from the Wang family, and he has great martial arts skills. Since my boss wants to do something absolutely right today, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Uncle?" Fang Zheng shook his head:

"This man is only in his early thirties, but he is actually your great-uncle?"

"What?" Wang Qi was stunned, then laughed:

"Nonsense. Uncle Wang Can is already over sixty years old. Do you have short eyes? You don't look like you are in your early thirties?"

Lu Wei and Sun Ping in the field also looked strange.

The man named Wang Can has gray hair, wrinkles on his face, and a stooped body. This old man cannot be thirty years old.

"He's right."

Suddenly, the ‘old man’ spoke:

"I'm really only in my early thirties."

Wang Can squinted his eyes and looked directly at Fang Zheng, with a puzzled expression and a bit of fear. His words also made everyone else in the room freeze in place:

"How did you tell?"

"The Lin family is so shocked." Fang Zheng said slowly:

"If you want to hurt others, hurt yourself first. The limit of Jingshen will be broken and your longevity will be damaged. Your talent is not bad. You should have cultivated Jingshen Jing to the sixth level, right?"

"pity!"

"I won't live much longer."

Wang Can's face was filled with astonishment, he slowly straightened his back and spoke solemnly:

"You actually know Jingshenjin?"