Royal Gold Magistrate

Although Zhang Shi's face was ugly, he was still stubborn.

He didn't answer directly: "Fang Zhengyi, the old man is dead, do you think you're alright?"

"What did you, a civil servant, do for yourself? Laoshizi Jinyiwei, everyone will be afraid of you, and all officials will stand against you in the future."

"They are all watching how the old man died. If you have the guts, torture the old man. But let me tell you, you will never have a good death in this position!"

"The old man has been in the officialdom for so many years, so he can't make a mistake."

Fang Zhengyi squatted down slowly, his gaze as calm as water, and said softly, "Do you hate me?"

"Hate! I wish I could cut you into pieces. Why don't I thank you today? I should send someone to kill you before His Majesty is alert!" Zhang Shi said angrily.

Fangzheng smiled slightly: "I don't hate you, no one in this world is worthy of my hatred, this is the difference between you and me."

"You can only guess the future when you are in the fog, but I can see farther and clearer than you. In my hands, Jin Yiwei will look like you can't imagine."

"You are right, all the officials are watching how I treat you. Your Majesty has newly established Jinyiwei, and everyone is worried about the future situation."

"Especially in my hands, they are even more worried. But they are wrong. I never thought of embarrassing anyone in the past, and I may even come forward to protect at critical moments."

"It's the same for you. If you cooperate with me, not only will I not torture you this time, but I may even save your family's life, as long as you obediently reveal the location of the bank and the news about King Wu."

Zhang Shi's face was full of disdain, and he said sarcastically, "You're pretty good, do you think the old man will believe you?"

"Your Majesty trusts you and appoints you as the commander of Jinyiwei. The power to handle cases in the world is in your hands. With your ability to splash dirty water, don't you let whoever you want die?"

"The crown prince surrounds you. If he ascends the throne in the future, won't you be even more lawless? Congratulations, Mr. Fang, you are already above ten thousand people at such a young age!"

"But don't get complacent too early, you will be like the old man, no matter how high you stand, the pain you will get if you fall!"

Fangzheng sighed leisurely: "I'm different from you. I don't value power and wealth. I only pursue happiness in my life. Do you understand happiness? You don't understand, your realm is too low."

The old man next door suddenly laughed: "You hypocritical villain!! You have the face to say that you don't value wealth. It is rumored that your newspaper is making a lot of money every day, but the reporter is as poor as a dog. It's not you Fang Zheng! Greedy?!"

Fangzheng picked up the stick on the ground, went up and gave him a few sticks!

Elder Yan immediately curled up on the ground, not daring to speak.

Fang Zhengyi was a little puzzled.

Has the newspaper spread the word like this outside?Before he left, reporter was still a job that everyone envied. How could such rumors spread now? Could it be that there were too many new recruits and people complained everywhere?

It seems that the problem should be solved as soon as possible, otherwise I won't be able to get rid of it?

"How, Mr. Zhang, I have spent so much talking, what do you think?"

Zhang Shi shook his head: "I won't believe every word you say!"

Oil and salt do not enter, but Fang Zhengyi remained patient, calmed down and continued: "I don't want to embarrass you. You are right, if my methods are too harsh, all officials will be afraid."

"So I tried to get you a good result. It stands to reason that the king of Wu actually owes something to the country, and you, as an accomplice, can be regarded as guilty and meritorious to a certain extent."

"I like fairness the most. It's not my style to beat people to death with a stick. I hate even sitting down and killing the whole family at every turn."

In all honesty, Fang Zhengyi really didn't want to make him miserable.

Of course, it is mainly for self-consideration.

Jin Yiwei has too much power, and all officials are really afraid that he will splash dirty water.No one in the court is clean, as long as you pick something wrong, you can always pick it out.

The sword of Damocles hangs over everyone's heads and may fall at any time.

He is now a sword bearer, and all officials may act according to his face.

A bad one, making everyone feel insecure is not what Fang Zheng wanted to see.

It is not allowed to continue to develop in the normal situation, and it is not surprising that the successor will come up with some ghost things like literary inquisition.

It has evolved to folks. Perhaps ghosts cannot be called ghosts, ghosts are called Apiao, money cannot be called money, rice is called Dabuliu, and death cannot be called death.

The king wants his ministers to talk, and the ministers have to talk...the mouth is like a hemp...

In the Ming Dynasty, from Lao Zhu's generation to Emperor Tianqi, there were literary inquisitions, and the main force was naturally Jinyiwei.

Is literal prison a bad thing?Not so for the upper echelons, this is an excellent weapon against dissidents.

But on the whole, the side effects are also huge, destroying trust, corrupting the officialdom, imprisoning thoughts, distorting culture, and restricting creativity...

Now that King Wu has already gone overseas, and the private employment system of capital sprouts has also begun to develop, if the road goes wrong, there will be great troubles.

The system has inertia, as long as Jin Yiwei is reversed from the beginning, it may take a different path.

Zhang Shi still had an expression on his face that I had seen through you: "Stop talking about it, I don't want to hear it."

Fangzheng resisted the urge to beat him up, leaned forward, and said in a low voice, "How about I give you a bottle of poison?"

"Death in prison to avoid the pain of flesh and blood, your crimes against the barbarians are already a certainty. You just recruited the position of the bank. I may have a chance to intercede with His Majesty."

Zhang Shi's eyes changed: "Are you really so kind?"

"Otherwise, do you want me to torture you to death, make everyone afraid of me, and push myself to the opposite of all officials, so that I can't end well?" Fang Zhengyi smiled, "I want to be a good person and make friends with everyone. I wonder if you will give me this chance?"

"........."

The atmosphere became silent, and Zhang Shi was thinking.

Fangzheng was not in a hurry, and waited quietly for him.

The only person who was flustered was Yan Lao. Although he was old, his ears were still good.

He heard what he said earlier. Fang Zhengyi was negotiating a deal and said that he could save the lives of Zhang Shi's family.

Zhang Shi is not a fool, he is thinking about it now, so it can be seen that there is really something going on!

Old Yan crawled over excitedly, lying on the wooden railing and staring nervously at Zhang Shi.

The Yan family is also rich, and now it is a certain death, as long as it can change the life of the younger generation of the family, he is also willing!

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Shi staggered to his feet, stared at Fang Zhengyi and bowed slowly, and said seriously, "Master Fang, I don't know if you are lying to me, but I have no other hope. I have three banks, and I can give you one of them now." , Tomorrow I want to see Holy Order and Poison, I hope you can keep your promise."

"Deal." Fang Zhengyi said two words lightly.

Elder Yan jumped up and shouted loudly: "Master Fang! Master Fang! My family is rich, so I can too!"

Fangzheng glanced at him indifferently: "You die!"

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Also, later, let's watch it tomorrow morning