Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Time passed quickly, and half an hour flew by as they chatted and laughed.

Ni Wenchun, timing his move, stood up from his chair, patted his lower hem, and ambled over to Fang Zheng Yi.

Smiling, he said, "Brother Fang, it seems the lottery draw for the top scholar ticket must have already passed.

Why hasn't your man returned yet?"

Fang Zheng Yi was also puzzled.

This place wasn't too far from Banshan Ward; a round trip on horseback shouldn't take more than an hour.

Could this Zhou Tie have succumbed to his lust and gone to a brothel?

Seeing Fang Zheng Yi's silence, the surrounding people couldn't help but ask, "Brother, are you putting on a brave face?

Do you think just anyone can buy the first prize of the top scholar ticket?"

"That's right, it's fine to boast.

We're all waiting to leave, and it's getting late.

If you can't do it, just give us a straight answer."

"Stop wasting time."

Ni Wenchun quietly retreated into the crowd, watching Fang Zheng Yi with a smug look.

Fang Zheng Yi was also helpless at this moment, so he could only calmly drink his tea.

After a while, seeing that he had no reaction, the crowd gradually became angry.

"Brother, stop pretending, can you do it or not?"

"Stop wasting everyone's time!"

Various urgings and unpleasant words began to bombard him.

Just as Fang Zheng Yi was growing increasingly impatient, Zhou Tie's voice rang out from behind the crowd.

"Make way, everyone! I've bought the top scholar ticket!"

Zhou Tie shouted as he pushed through the crowd, walked to Fang Zheng Yi's side, and breathlessly handed him a slip of paper: "I'm late, I'm late! Banshan Ward was too crowded; the horses were stuck!"

Fang Zheng Yi took the top scholar ticket and said displeased, "When I ask you to buy something, it's either windy or rainy!

Why so many excuses?"

Zhou Tie scratched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly.

Fang Zheng Yi raised the top scholar ticket high and announced loudly, "Everyone, you've waited long enough.

This is the first prize of the top scholar ticket that was drawn today."

The curious gazes of the crowd focused on Fang Zheng Yi's hand, and Ni Wenchun became slightly nervous: "The winning numbers are not yet known; how can you say it's the first prize?"

Could this fellow really have bought it?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"Don't rush! I've brought the host of the lottery draw.

You all know the top scholar ticket, so you should recognize him, right?" Zhou Tie's voice rang out, and then he pulled the host of Banshan Square from behind him.

On the way, Zhou Tie had already instructed him on all the details, and the host naturally recognized Fang Zheng Yi.

He immediately took the lottery ticket from Fang Zheng Yi's hand, pretended to examine it carefully, and announced loudly, "Everyone! This lottery ticket is a genuine product, and the numbers on it are correct.

It is indeed today's first prize!"

"Wow!"

The crowd was in an uproar, incredibly surprised.

Those in front flocked over, and those in the back began jumping up and down to see.

Although the prize of two thousand taels of silver was enticing, what mattered more to the crowd was witnessing the winner of the first prize in person.

This was something that usually only existed in newspapers!

Today, it had actually appeared alive before their eyes.

And in such a magical way, able to be bought just like that.

You should know that even when the lottery is drawn, a first prize doesn't necessarily come out every time.

Where did this Fang Tangjing get his confidence?

Ni Wenchun's face was ashen.

How... how is it possible!

This thing relies on luck; how could he buy it?

Thinking of this, Ni Wenchun questioned the host sternly, "How can you prove it's real?!"

"That's right!

How can he say he can buy it just like that?

A first prize doesn't come out for more than ten draws; how can he say he can buy a first prize?"

"Could he be able to predict the future?

This is a fake!"

For a time, the crowd became agitated again.

The main buyers of the top scholar ticket were scholars, and everyone here had bought it to some extent.

Knowing that it was possible to fake it, they were naturally extremely angry.

The host raised both hands: "Everyone, listen to my explanation.

This young master spent a great deal of money to hire a group of people to buy all the numbers!

All the numbers have been bought, so there is naturally a first prize, but the prize money this time, compared to the cost of buying the top scholar tickets, is probably nothing."

After these words, the originally agitated crowd suddenly fell silent and looked at each other.

No wonder, that makes sense, but how much money would it take to buy them all?

But no matter how much, it must be an astronomical figure.

For a time, everyone began to calculate in their minds, and even more people began to take the initiative to talk to Fang Zheng Yi.

Fang Zheng Yi naturally welcomed everyone, acting with ease and confidence.

Chu Qinghan looked at Fang Zheng Yi with an even more complex expression.

In her eyes, Fang Zheng Yi was shrouded in another layer of mystery, but it seemed like she owed him even more favors...

After the crowd's high emotions calmed down, Fang Zheng Yi came to Ni Wenchun, who was still in a daze, tapped the lottery ticket in his hand, and smiled: "Brother Ni, do you want to verify it again?"

Ni Wenchun's face turned pale, and finally he lowered his head and said through gritted teeth: "Brother Fang, well played.

I'll take my leave!"

Then, he turned around and led a group of people away quickly.

Seeing the people leave, Fang Zheng Yi took the lottery ticket and walked to Chu Qinghan, saying softly: "I spoke a bit harshly just now, I'm sorry.

This is a birthday gift for you, happy birthday."

Chu Qinghan raised her head to meet his eyes, and for some reason, her heart trembled.

She couldn't help but take the lottery ticket, her face flushed, and whispered: "Thank you, Young Master Fang."

"It's getting late, I should go home.

Zhou Tie! Zhou Tie?"

After calling out twice without a response, Fang Zheng Yi looked around for Zhou Tie's figure, and suddenly saw Zhou Tie's figure below a corner of the stage.

Only his head was showing, and he was sneaking around, not knowing what he was doing.

Fang Zheng Yi frowned, squeezed through the crowd, and rushed behind Zhou Tie, his whole body shaking.

He saw that this bastard was being overly attentive to that Zhiyin girl from before.

"Smile a little, are you still angry with me?"

"Shameless."

"It's not that I'm shameless, it's that you, Zhiyin, are too beautiful.

Hey, do you want to know how to win the first prize of the top scholar ticket?"

"Isn't it just buying all the numbers?

Anyone with money can do that."

"Hehe, it's not that simple.

He wouldn't have had time anyway, think about it, isn't that the case?

There are skills involved, how can I easily tell outsiders, do you want to learn?

I'll teach you."

Chen Zhiyin's eyes flashed with excitement: "Really?"

Zhou Tie continued to boast shamelessly: "That's right, guaranteed to learn.

Where do you live? I can come to your door..."

"What skills, teach me too." A sinister voice rang out in Zhou Tie's ear.

Zhou Tie jumped up in fright and gave a dry laugh.

Fang Zheng Yi said with a dark face: "Go home!"

......

Outside Phoenix Plume Pavilion, in a dark alley.

Ni Wenchun held a lantern, looked at the thin man who had just arrived, and asked: "You are Ji Kun?"

Ji Kun said: "That's right, where is the person the young master wants to beat up?

Pay me first and I can go now."

Ni Wenchun grinned: "Very good!

You're straightforward.

In a while, two people wearing cloth clothes will come out of Phoenix Plume Pavilion."

"One is tall and strong, the other is a pretty boy.

Just break both of their legs and you're done."

Ji Kun frowned: "Didn't you say one leg per person?

Two people, four legs, you have to add money, three hundred taels."

"Deal."