Royal Gold Magistrate

Zhou Maoxue's brain fell into chaos.

Tang Bohu, the moment he saw Fang Zhengyi's half face, he recognized it as Tang Bohu's face.

But isn't Tang Bohu going back to his hometown?

Even if they look alike, how could they sound so similar?

Even if it was a coincidence, but as soon as he met, he said who do you think I look like?What do you mean by that?

Zhou Maoxue stared straight at Fang Zhengyi, his mind still confused.

Seeing this, Fang Zhengyi bent his index finger at this moment and made a nine-yao signal.

Zhou Maoxue was obviously stunned again, his expression changed from surprise to facial paralysis.

The Xingshenghui's hand gestures are known to no one except insiders...then there is only one possibility!

"Really... is it really you? Are you Tang Bohu?"

Fangzheng smiled: "Oh, what else?"

"......"

Zhou Maoxue knelt on the ground, quickly lowered his head, clenched his teeth, and pressed his hands firmly to the ground.

There was already a violent storm in my heart, and my breathing immediately became disordered.

Tang Bohu...Fang Zhengyi is Tang Bohu, Tang Bohu is his fake...

In other words, I was being played from beginning to end! ?

Are you still rushing to cooperate with others?

A group of people are being played around by him?

Zhou Maoxue felt ashamed for a while, and his eyes lost their luster.

I have worked hard for so long, but the result is like a chess piece in the eyes of others.

He was full of enthusiasm to win over Juzi to make trouble, but the incident didn't work out, and was instead sent to the factory by others.

It's fine to go to the factory, and now it seems that they should all be designed.

The life in those factories, the warmth given by the workers, are all performances?

The gap between people...is it really that big?

Countless questions lingered above his head, and Zhou Maoxue felt extremely heartbroken, as if he had been frozen in place.

Fangzheng was not in a hurry, he put his hands on the table, his thumbs twirling back and forth, with a mean look on his face.

waited a long time.

Zhou Maoxue has already rolled all the things that happened in the past in his mind.

Raising his head, he said in a hoarse voice, "Master Hou is really clever, the student knows his mistake."

Fangzheng said indifferently: "What's wrong with you?"

"Students should have done nothing wrong. They violated the imperial government's decree, let alone lead people to protest in front of the Jianye Hou Mansion. Today, the students brought a letter from their father to apologize to Lord Hou. I hope Lord Hou will forgive me." Zhou Maoxue said. Words cut my heart like a knife.

Now... my little pride and spirit have been torn to pieces by others.

The only thing I can do now is to apologize honestly and don't bring trouble to my family.

"This is a letter written by my father's pen. Let me hand it to Lord Hou. I hope Lord Hou will personally open it." Zhou Maoxue took out the envelope from his pocket with a dull expression and presented it respectfully.

As soon as Fangzheng took the envelope, he opened it and read it carefully.

After scanning the whole article, he looked up at Zhou Maoxue whose face was numb, with a smile on his lips.

This old thing Zhou Hong is really a ghost.

This letter is written with sincerity, the first half is an apology, and the second half is begging himself to arrange for his son to obey his orders.

Are you here looking for a job? !

Fangzheng put away the letter carefully, and said: "Master Zhou is my senior, he personally apologized for you, how dare I not show face? Get up, the matter is over."

Fang Zhengyi pointed to the seat in front of him, motioning for Zhou Maoxue to sit down.

Zhou Maoxue showed an expression uglier than crying, and sat in front of Fang Zhengyi with his head tilted.

He really dared not look at him.

As long as the pair are facing each other with that face, he will feel extremely ashamed, feeling that the other party is laughing at himself in every pore.

Fortunately, he was so moved by Tang Bohu back then...

"Why? I look so ugly, you dare not look at me?"

Zhou Maoxue was too busy to straighten his head, and then quickly lowered his head: "Students don't dare, Master Hou has a high status, how can students look directly at him?"

"Tch!" Fang Zheng sneered, "I still like your rebellious appearance before."

"..."

Fangzheng played with his taste: "Do you have a question to ask me? What do you want to ask, just say it."

Zhou Maoxue showed some struggle on his face, then quickly raised his head, and blurted out: "Master Hou, are all the people in the factory fake and arranged by you?"

Although it was extremely embarrassing, Zhou Maoxue's other problems were no longer important for some reason.

He just wanted to know if all the people around him were from performances during that time in the factory.

Fang Zheng tapped the table with his index finger, thinking about how to answer.

After a while, he said slowly, "Of course it's true."

"Really?" Zhou Maoxue's eyes glowed.

No matter what, that experience is also a precious part in his heart, and no one wants what he cherishes to be fake.

Now that he got this answer, he was relieved immediately.

"Of course, some fake elements are not ruled out. For example, the factory you work in is actually not that easy." Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows.

"That means I went to a really black factory?" Zhou Maoxue's eyes widened.

Fang Zhengyi was noncommittal: "Compared to the situation when you were in the factory, it is indeed a black factory."

"......"

Zhou Maoxue was choked up for a moment: "Since it's really a black factory, why did Lord Hou tell the truth?"

Fang Zhengyi stared at him and said: "You should also know how the people lived in the past in the factory. Although it is a black factory, but if the black factory blackmails them, at least they have an extra choice in their lives. They can improve their lives through the black factory. Life. So this Marquis is not afraid of people making noise, this is the general trend."

Zhou Maoxue nodded silently.

"However, the long-term persistence of the black factory is indeed an important problem, and our Eastern Suburb University is also trying our best to improve this situation." As he said, Fang Zhengyi rummaged through the drawer at hand, found a stack of materials and pushed them over.

"This is the situation of the factories in central Beijing collected by Eastern Suburb University. This work is still going on, and the situation will improve in a short time. If the progress is satisfactory, in a few days... maybe in the future it will be able to reach the level you are in the factory. The way it was."

Zhou Maoxue flipped through the information and asked, "If that's the case, why didn't Lord Hou take it out earlier? Instead, it took a lot of trouble to send everyone into the factory?"

Fangzheng said together: "You guys only know how to do paperwork, so you don't understand the court's good intentions. When it comes to quarrels, everyone is strong, but once you do practical things, you are all high-sighted people, and you are not allowed to really open up. I'm afraid I don't know how to look back."

"But fortunately, the results are good. It seems that most people are awake."

"Students are ashamed." Zhou Maoxue whispered.

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