Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

For a crude, grassroots organization like the Dung Gang, the gang leader Huang Shengrong naturally possessed immense authority.

Fang Zheng Yi also felt that this was a bit disgusting, but it was indeed an efficient and useful method.

Each of the gang members spat, making it impossible for him to ever return.

The so-called authority and prestige vanished without a trace under the spit.

After the initiation ceremony was completed, Fang Zheng Yi had Zhang Biao drag Huang Shengrong away.

At this time, Huang Shengrong had completely lost his mind, constantly yelling and cursing.

Coming here this time, he lost his ears, his gang members, and his face. In short, he lost everything.

In the end, after losing everything, Huang Shengrong only had roars and endless hatred left...

Afterward, Fang Zheng Yi opened a separate room for Huang Shengrong to receive his former subordinates.

The remaining gang members of the Dung Gang, recommended by the first batch of sanitation workers, flocked to him upon hearing the news.

Originally, everyone was just an ordinary grassroots worker. Who they worked for didn't matter as long as they did the same job.

With more wages and new clothes issued, and even three-day trips every year, such a life was something they wouldn't have dared to imagine before!

So in the next few days, people came to Huang Shengrong's room to spit in an endless stream, almost breaking down the threshold.

At first, no one dared to spit on Huang Shengrong's face, but later, Zhang Biao pulled him to the yard and personally demonstrated it. Plus, there were many people, so everyone's courage grew...

On the first day, Huang Shengrong kept yelling and cursing, but after that, he stopped talking.

Perhaps it was because the food provided by Fang Zheng Yi was not very good, he didn't seem to have much appetite. It could be said that he didn't eat or drink much, and he lost a lot of weight, and his mental state was very poor.

He wasn't thirsty, though, since there was always some that leaked in.

Finally, on the fifth day, the hellish life ended.

The last bit of Huang Shengrong's value had been completely squeezed out.

A total of less than four thousand people joined. According to Fang Zheng Yi's guess, at least 15,000 people would be needed to satisfy the sanitation workers in the capital.

It seemed that Huang Shengrong's main power was limited to the area under the jurisdiction of the North City Garrison.

However, he was already very satisfied with so many people joining. There was no need to carry out the initiation ceremony for the remaining members of the Dung Gang who came sporadically.

In the last small group of former Dung Gang members, there were many voices of dissatisfaction. Not being able to personally spit on the famous Dung Dao boss was a lifelong regret.

..........

It was on a sunny morning.

Fang Zheng Yi, Zhang Biao, and Huang Shengrong were sitting in the courtyard of Fang's mansion.

There was also a pot of tea on the table, with white steam occasionally drifting out.

Huang Shengrong was as still as an old monk in meditation, his face calm and serene.

Fang Zheng Yi couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw it, but he felt it was too immoral, so he held it back.

At this time, after five days of human essence extraction and nourishment, super-long hydration, and facial skin care, Huang Shengrong was fair and tender compared to before, and the skin on his face looked a lot smoother...

He had lost all his murderous aura, was as thin as a scholar, and was quite handsome. He didn't seem to have any mental problems.

Fang Zheng Yi poured him a cup of tea and smiled, "Do you hate me?"

Huang Shengrong shook his head, "I don't hate you. The past is like smoke. I just want to go home now."

"Okay, you can go, but before you go, I have something to ask you. Who is behind you?"

Fang Zheng Yi was actually not very curious about this question. He obviously didn't have any unforgettable enemies in the capital.

Nor did he have any violent conflicts of interest with anyone.

Huang Shengrong, this idiot, was probably just putting on airs, using the name of a backer to avenge personal grudges.

Huang Shengrong took a sip of tea, pursed his lips, and frowned, seeming a little tangled.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and replied, "It's King Wu..."

"King Wu?" Fang Zheng Yi frowned.

This was the second time he had heard the name of King Wu since he entered the capital. The last time was at the Cangxiang Pavilion.

In his eyes, King Wu had always been a useless person. Taoyuan County's liquor business had been cooperating with King Wu, but King Wu had always been mediocre.

However, seeing the Cangxiang Pavilion being run so well, Fang Zheng Yi felt that something was wrong, but he didn't think too much about it.

Perhaps he was just good at running brothels?

He didn't expect that the Dung Gang was also connected to King Wu, which was unusual.

These low-class industries seem inconspicuous, but they can often drive huge energy.

Brothels can be regarded as half an intelligence department, and the Dung Gang has a huge grassroots mobilization force.

In this way, King Wu was definitely not the stereotypical impression he had before.

Moreover, King Wu had never been to Taoyuan County, but he must have a considerable understanding of Taoyuan County through his housekeeper.

It's just that why did he have to wait until he entered the capital to think of contacting him?

"Did King Wu send you to harm me?"

Huang Shengrong shook his head and smiled bitterly, "No, I haven't seen King Wu. It was all the housekeeper who passed on the message."

"Alas... He just asked me to inquire about your situation, with no malice, that's all."

Well, that matched up... But this feeling of being watched was really unpleasant.

"What, how are you going to explain to King Wu after this failure?"

Huang Shengrong shook his head again, "I don't know. I'll wait for the housekeeper to come to me, or maybe he won't come to me. With such a big commotion, he should have already known my news from other places, right."

"There's no point in asking again."

"The Dung Gang is gone. What are your plans for the future?"

"Become a monk."

"What about your wife and children?"

"There's still some money at home, no need to worry."

Fang Zheng Yi nodded, a trace of understanding flashed in his eyes. It turned out that Huang Shengrong had been successfully initiated.

Had he found a shortcut to becoming a Buddha?

"Okay, you can leave now, but from today onwards, I want to know all the messages that King Wu sends you, including anything the housekeeper tells you."

"You also have to try your best to get more information out of them for me. Do you understand?"

Huang Shengrong shook his head without hesitation, "Impossible! King Wu will definitely kill me if he finds out!"

"You have a house in the north of the city, where you secretly keep two concubines. Your shrew of a wife lives in the south of the city, with three sons at home, one fourteen years old, two attending private school. There are also two daughters, waiting to be married...."

Fang Zheng Yi said calmly one by one.

"They have all been taken to Banshanfang. Your children are going to school as they should, your daughters are eating and drinking well at home, and your wife and concubines are in the hospital, and I'm paying the medical bills."

"Think about it."

"Fang Zheng Yi! You're shameless!" Huang Shengrong immediately broke down.

"Is this the first day you've met me?"

Huang Shengrong's original peaceful state of mind was shattered. He didn't expect that Fang Zheng Yi had become so despicable after seven years?

After a while, he laughed again and shook his head, "Hehe, I don't agree."

"You absolutely can't touch my wife and children. I know you can't bring yourself to do it. I knew you weren't that kind of person when you were adopting orphans everywhere in Hengjiang City, and you also took care of your three uncles in the warehouse. I saw it clearly!"

Fang Zheng Yi said lightly, "Yes, you know me quite well. I won't kill them."

"But I can let your wife and concubines remarry repeatedly, and your two children who are attending private school will be beaten and scolded by their classmates every day. When they grow up, they won't even have the confidence to collect manure."

"Think about it."

Huang Shengrong's face stiffened. After not seeing him for a few years, Fang Zheng Yi's shamelessness seemed to have exceeded his imagination.

It didn't matter if his wife died and remarried, but it wouldn't do if his children were beaten every day!

After weighing it for a long time, Huang Shengrong said in a deep voice, "Okay! I promise you! But I want to see my family first."

"Okay, let you reunite with your first wife first."

"There's no need for that! I'll leave now!"

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