Fang Zheng was driven out of the imperial study by the emperor. I don't know why, every time the emperor talks to Fang Zheng, the ending is always not very happy.

On the way back to the house, Fang Zheng pondered in his mind, the emperor said that there was a deep meaning in governing brothels, but Fang Zheng couldn't figure it out, what was the so-called deep meaning? Is it that the emperor wants to move the interest groups behind the brothel and take this opportunity to suppress the ministers who are becoming more and more fierce between the DPRK and China? Or do you want to draw this fire to Pan Shangshu? As we all know, this matter started because of Liu Shilang, but Liu Shilang was single-handedly pulled up by Pan Shangshu, and he can be described as a confidant in the Pan family.

Sitting in the slow-moving carriage, Fang Zheng scratched his head in annoyance, he would be clever, but as soon as he encountered this kind of high-level political game, he was dumbfounded, it was not his strong point.

Lifting the curtain, the killer's brother is riding a horse and guarding the side of the carriage. The assassination incident has always been a mystery, and no one knows if there will be a next one, so the killer brother's business has been very good recently, but Young Master Fang has made a big fortune.

Through the small window, Fang Zheng asked, "Brother Killer, if I want to ask you to raid the brothel, what do you think I mean by doing this?" ”

The killer brother glanced at him coldly and said coolly, "...... Raid a family of two hundred taels, pay the silver first, and then do it. ”

Fang Zheng was stunned, crying and laughing: "I'm just asking you, why do you think I sent you to raid the brothel?" ”

The killer brother shook his head: "I only collect money to do things, and I don't ask the reason." ”

Fang Zheng said patiently: "I didn't ask you to ask the reason, I just want you to think about why I want you to do this." ”

The killer brother glanced at Fang Zheng, his eyes seemed to be looking at an idiot: "What you want me to do, you don't know the reason?" ”

“…………”

I can't communicate with this ancient man!

Fang Zheng sighed and lowered the curtain heavily, buddy was confused, he didn't ask the right person at all, can you expect a killer who only thinks about money in his head to give you some guidance?

After returning to the house and having lunch in the small courtyard, Fang Zheng hugged Xiao Lu in his arms.

Recently, Fang Zheng has often been frustrated with Xiao Lumao, and after suffering several reflex-like beatings from Xiao Lu, the indomitable Young Master Fang finally changed Xiao Lu's conditioned reflex. Now Xiaolu can no longer hurt people after being unsuspecting to eat tofu. This made Young Master Fang, who was covered in bruises, very pleased, what is training? That's femdom!

"Little Green, tell the young master, what did you do today?" Fang Zheng hugged Xiao Lu in his arms, and the thief's hand stroked up and down Xiao Lu's slender waist.

Xiao Lu's face flushed with shame, and he said in a low voice: "...... Master, it's broad daylight, you...... Can't you be serious? ”

Fang Zheng said with a smile: "Actually, you don't know, there are some things that have a different flavor to do during the day......"

Fang Zheng said as he slowly climbed his hand up, gently holding a soft ball through his clothes.

Xiao Lu became more and more ashamed, and her body writhed uneasily: "Young Master...... Don't, don't mess around......"

"Wow! Xiao Lu, you are really hidden, you are actually bigger than Yanran, huh...... It's also bigger than Changping......"

"Smack!"

"Oops!"

Fang Zheng grinned and rubbed his bruised wrists and walked out of the door, followed by Xiao Lu with an apologetic face.

"Young Master...... I'm sorry, Midori...... Not very used to ......"

Fang Zheng squeezed a smile: "It's nothing, I don't blame you, it turns out that you are a good girl." ”

As he spoke, he muttered in a low voice, "...... It also proves that this young master's milk dragon claw hand is indeed a hundred shots, and it is worthy of its name......"

Facing Xiao Lu's apologetic and puzzled gaze, Fang Zheng Shi Ran walked out.

As if remembering something, Fang Zheng suddenly turned around and said, "Xiao Lu, your mother's whereabouts, I have asked the Turkic National Master to inquire a few days ago, although I don't know if there will be a result, but it is always good to have a little more hope." ”

Looking at Xiao Lu's grateful eyes overflowing with tears, Fang Zheng hurriedly shook his hand: "Don't thank you, don't be grateful, if you really want to repay, just make a promise." I keep the door at night, and you come under my covers......"

“…………”

In July of the twelfth year of the founding of the armed forces, the people of the capital had just calmed down from the euphoria of the successful Turkic negotiations, and a vigorous action to govern the brothels in the capital became the talk of the people of good deeds.

As soon as the sky was dark, it was the time to hold the lamp, some people were eating, and some rich sons or Wang Sun were already shaking the folding fan, dressed in a graceful and chic manner, Shi Shiran boarded the green building, or bought drunk, or prostitutes, "and leaned on the green, romantic affairs, and smooth life." Youth is all over the place. endured the floating name and changed it to a shallow low singing. ”

In front of the gate of Fangfu.

The spacious small square in front of the door was a little crowded today, and a thousand soldiers of the Longwu Army lined up in a neat queue, standing quietly without saying a word. Feng Qiudao was wearing armor, his hand was pressed to the three-foot Qingfeng on his waist, and he looked at the gate of the Fang Mansion with a cold expression.

Steward Sun poked his head out of the gatehouse tremblingly, looked cautiously at the thousand murderous soldiers in front of the mansion, and quickly retracted his head, sighing incessantly: "Why hasn't the young master come yet?" …… This is too nonsense! ”

There was a sound of running in the far away from the house, and Steward Sun was overjoyed when he heard it, and hurriedly stepped forward, and said with a sad face: "Young master...... Which one are you playing today? There are so many sergeants standing at the door of our house, and those who don't know think they are coming to raid our house......"

The person who came was none other than Young Master Fang, who was usually quite dignified, but today he was disheveled, and even his hair looked a little messy, as if he had rolled somewhere.

didn't have time to pay attention to Steward Sun's rambling thoughts, Fang Zheng hurriedly ran to Feng Qiudao, and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm sorry, Brother Feng, little brother, I'm a little late for dinner, I've made you wait for a long time, it's a ...... guilt."

Fang Zheng was in a good mood today, and he drank a few sips of wine at dinner, and he was a little drunk, but when he came out of the courtyard, he fell somewhere, making himself a little embarrassed.

Feng Qiudao smiled: "It's okay. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the 1,000 soldiers standing solemnly, and said, "The emperor ordered Feng to lead troops to assist you, are these people enough?" Not enough for me to transfer some more into the city. ”

When Fang Zheng saw these dense soldiers, he smiled happily: "Enough is enough, just catch a few thugs and catch a few prostitutes, there is no need for such a big battle, thank you Brother Feng." ”

Feng Qiudao turned around and whispered to Fang Zheng: "Then you can say a few words to them." ”

Fang Zheng paused, "What did you say?" ”

"What to do, what to obey, how do you know how to do it without you telling them?"

Fang Zheng suddenly, to put it bluntly, let's do a pre-war mobilization. That's my buddy's forte.

After straightening his clothes, Fang Zheng coughed twice, put one hand on his waist, and waved the great man in the air with the other, and said loudly: "Comrades! ……”

It's not called that, is it? Fang Zheng coughed embarrassedly, and quickly changed his words: "...... Brothers! The enemy has appeared! They are hiding in a dark corner of the capital, staring coldly at our brave and righteous people's army, they are a group of moths, corroding our spirit, draining our ambition, squeezing our silver, and ruining our sisters...... You say, what should we do in the face of such moths? ”

Fang Zheng stretched out his hand to his ear, looking like he was listening, according to the convention, at this time, the soldiers should be angry and roar a few times loudly with great ambition, such as "Kill!" "Hit!" "Destroy them!" and so on.

It seems that conventional things are difficult to happen to Fang Zheng.

The thousand soldiers looked at each other, at a loss, and stared at Master Fang who was standing at the front with his hands and ears open. Including Feng Qiudao next to Fang Zheng, he also looked ignorant and dazed, looking at Fang Zheng with a smile.

Some of the more courageous soldiers saw that Feng Qiudao was flustered, so they began to exchange heads below.

"What was Lord Fang talking about just now?"

"I don't understand, it's very profound, what do you mean by what moths?"

"Could it be that Lord Sensei ordered us to catch bugs? This...... Where can I catch it? ”

"It's just that it's too hard for us......"

“…………”

“…………”

Fang Zheng, who maintained a listening posture, did not get the high-pitched answer he imagined, and finally put down his hand in disappointment, and glanced at Feng Qiudao, who was flustering, Fang Zheng felt a little embarrassed.

Gradually, Fang Zheng became a little annoyed and angry, these soldiers are too uneducated, is Young Master Ben's words so difficult to understand?

Coughing, Fang Zheng said loudly: "Shut up for me!" ”

The soldiers suddenly stood in unison, and the noise stopped abruptly.

Fang Zheng put on a vicious appearance and said loudly: "Listen to Lao Tzu, we are going to arrest people today, and maybe beat people, you bastards will give Lao Tzu a bright spot!" Lao Tzu asked you to catch whoever you caught, let you beat whoever you wanted, whoever the fuck dares to let one go, Lao Tzu pinched his egg yolk and exploded! Did you bastards hear that? ”

A thousand soldiers were enthusiastic and excited, shouting in unison: "I heard! Pinch his egg yolk and pop it! ”

“…………”

The soldiers below began to talk to each other again.

"That's what we understand."

"That is, Lord Fang turned out to be just like us, a big boss."

"Shhh......h

Fang Zheng held his forehead dejectedly, sighed loudly, waved his hand lazily, and said weakly: "Let's go." ”

The night is getting deeper, but the capital is still bustling and noisy, especially at the door of those Goolan brothels, raw and ripe Wei, ushered in the send-off, full of pictures, full of laughter, showing a kind of luxury and fragrance that seems to be illusory.

Liuxiang Pavilion, a brothel in the capital that is not too large, the turtle man who stood at the door to greet the customer yawned boredly, and then he frowned deeply.

It's a little weird today, those officials of the DPRK and China who like to come to listen to music and prostitute on weekdays, I don't know why I haven't seen any of them today, and occasionally a few official sedan chairs pass by in front of the door, but they are also far away, for fear of getting into a commotion, what's wrong?

There was a neat and rhythmic running sound, and the turtle man looked up, but saw a large group of soldiers holding spears in their hands, lined up in a neat line, running towards the Liuxiang Pavilion, and ran to the door of the Liuxiang Pavilion in the blink of an eye.

The soldiers stopped without saying a word, then dispersed, and soon, the Liuxiang Pavilion was surrounded by soldiers.

At this time, a carriage slowly appeared in the sight of the turtle prince. Then the carriage stopped at the door of the Liuxiang Pavilion, and a person came out of it, this person was young, dressed in a five-grade official uniform, and his appearance was dignified, but there was a little ill-intentioned smile on the corner of his mouth.

Gui Gong smiled secretly in his heart, I don't know which minister in the court is this, a prostitute also brought a large number of sergeants, and the score is really big enough.

Gui Gong habitually put on a smile on his face, and was about to step forward, but a soldier held a big flag, stood up without saying a word, and slammed the flagpole to the ground.

Gui Gong stared at it, and saw that this flag was as big as a banner cloth, about zhang long, about two feet wide, with gold edges on a white background, and the dragon flying and phoenix dancing on the flag wrote four big lines: "Sweeping the yellow by order."