Royal Gold Magistrate

However, judging by Xu Wenshu's attitude, it is probably useless to ask him for help, and most people think so too.

Fangzheng clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you, Mr. Xu, for explaining the confusion today. Then I won't bother you if you are busy first. I will treat you to dinner another day."

Xu Wenshu also got up to return the gift.

Just as Fang Zhengyi was about to turn around and leave, he caught sight of the books on the table and was delighted.

"Master Xu, do you still read Journey to the West? To be honest, I wrote it. Don't tell others."

"Ah?" Xu Wenshu was a little embarrassed at first, but he was surprised when he heard Fang Zhengyi's words. He picked up the book and said, "You wrote this Journey to the West?"

"Yeah, you just need to know about it, but don't spread it to me, it's not a good thing to be too famous."

Xu Wenshu gave a thumbs up: "Admiration! I really admire it, but I have a question. How can it be written that the Daughter Kingdom is gone? There should be more in the future, right?"

"Where is it? You have already arrived in the world of bliss."

"Ah! So it is!"

Both of them showed smiles that men can understand at the same time.

...

After Fangzheng left, Xu Wenshu showed a pensive expression.

When I returned home, I still felt something was wrong.

But it can't be said that there is a problem.

After the meal, Xu Wenshu leaned on a chair in the hall while his son Xu Hongcai came forward to serve tea.

Seeing that there was something wrong with his expression, he asked, "Father, what happened to you today? I feel a little out of my mind. Could it be that something happened to you?"

Xu Wenshu said a word, and picked up the teacup: "There is really a strange thing today. Fangzheng came to look for me as soon as he arrived at the household department. Tsk... said some good things, it doesn't look like him, the more I think about it, the more something is wrong."

Xu Hongcai became interested: "Is that the troublesome Fang Zhengyi you said?"

"Heh, there is only such a number one person in Beijing, who else can it be? By the way, he wrote that Journey to the West, so don't read it in the future."

"Ah? This person is actually the author of Journey to the West!"

"Hmm.. It's really unexpected, but the writing is pretty good." Xu Wenshu was still pondering.

Seeing this, Xu Hongcai asked, "Father, since he only said good things, what else is there to think about? Maybe it's all right."

"Impossible!" Xu Wenshu put down the teacup heavily, and said: "For a talented person, as an official in the court, you must walk on thin ice all the time."

"Especially for people like Fang Zhengyi who don't play cards according to common sense, you have to be a hundred times more careful, maybe you will be hurt by an arrow from the back one day."

"But he's not bad, Jin Yiwei is in control, and I haven't heard of anyone he killed."

"People in the court originally thought he was a dog that gnawed and bit at random, but now they know it's a hedgehog. As long as you don't provoke him, you'll be fine."

"But now that the hedgehog took the initiative to post it, there must be something strange!"

Xu Hongcai hesitated for a moment, then said hesitantly, "Father, I feel that you are overthinking."

Xu Wenshu sneered: "Suspicious? Dad has been in the officialdom for half his life. Some things cannot be judged by common sense, but by intuition!"

"Did you know that before the landslide, the animals will have abnormal movements, the mice will come out in groups, and the ducks and geese will not go into the water."

"It's an ominous omen for a dog's mouth to spit out people's words today!"

Xu Hongcai: "Uh..."

...

In the Zhen Fu Division, Fang Zhengyi still did not return home.

Xu Wenshu felt a little repulsive, and it seemed that he had to use some tricks to please him.

Qian Desheng was also accompanying him, seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, he couldn't help asking: "Master, have you invited any helpers today?"

Fangzheng shook his head: "No."

"Who are you talking about? Let me see if I can think of a way. Our Jinyiwei has been collecting all kinds of news in the capital, maybe it can be useful."

"Shangshu of the Household Department, Xu Wenshu."

Qian Desheng fell into deep thought. He had an impression of the name Xu Wenshu.

Not long after, a flash of light flashed in his mind: "Master, wait a moment, I'll go get something."

After speaking, he hurried out of the public room.After a while, he returned with a stack of documents and placed them in front of Fangzheng's table.

"Master, these are the news about the Minister of the Household Department. There are detailed records of the people in the family, as well as the business in the capital, and whoever he usually contacts."

Fangzheng frowned: "Did you send someone to his house? Didn't you let you go too far?"

Qian Desheng waved his hands again and again: "No, master, what you requested is all publicly collected from the market, anyone who wants to find out. Jin Yiwei has close ties with the newspaper office and the common people. It couldn't be easier to inquire about these things. "

Fangzheng nodded, then flipped through the documents.

After looking through it for a long time, Fang Zheng smiled and handed the document to Qian Desheng.

Qian Desheng read: "Xu Ping, Xu Wenshu's nephew, opened a jade store in the capital called Qingguangge, with official and business contacts, the business is quite big."

"Master, do you want to start with this person?"

Fangzheng said together: "That's right, no one is more suitable than him. Tomorrow, you take Zhang Biao to negotiate a deal with him, give him some benefits, and bring it back to me after signing the contract."

"By the way, where is Zhang Biao? Why is he not at home recently? Where did he go?"

Qian Desheng smiled: "Where else can I go? I went to the Taoyuan Medical Center. Didn't that Wang Meng dissect a death row prisoner? He studied muscles with others, and published a book last month, asking prisoners to exercise. He Hasn’t the son been born for several months? He said that he will train his son in the future, master, you don’t know.”

"Fuck! What else is this?" Fangzheng was speechless.

During this period of time, I was busy taking care of my wife, and I was in no mood to think about anything else.

Brother Biao gave birth to a son named Zhang Xiaobiao a few months ago.

I was still taking care of him at home earlier, but Zhang Biao disappeared later. I didn't expect...the educational thinking is so advanced that he actually published a book for his son!

However, his son is a fitness potential stock. He looks like a small fist stone since he was born. It is estimated that he can surpass Zhang Biao's achievements with practice.

"My God, his son is still practicing. When he is three years old, he can break my leg when he jumps up." Fang Zhengyi sighed.

"Who says it's not? His son looks like a rock, what will he do in the future?" Qian Desheng sighed.

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it. Hey, how is his book selling?"

"Prisoner fitness, it sounds unlucky, who would buy it? He printed a batch and sent it to the guard, and they piled up in the latrine. This time there is enough paper."

Fangzheng smacked his lips, poor Brother Biao, he faced such an embarrassing situation for the first time and maybe the last time in his life when he published a book.

It seems that I was the only one who saved it!

As soon as Fangzheng picked up the brush, he scribbled a line on the paper, and handed it to Qian Desheng: "Go to the printing workshop tomorrow and ask them to change the title of the book and print a new batch."

Qian Desheng unfolded the note for a look, and fell silent.

[Follow me, you can also become a big muscle bully. 】

"Hey, master. I'm digressing, you haven't said how to do business with that Xu Ping?"

"You will take Zhang Biao with you tomorrow, just like this...so..."

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(Punch in on the tenth day, this book can help you keep fit, if you haven't participated, hurry up!)