Chapter Eighty-Three: Let's Fall in Love
Fang Zheng laughed and pondered, look at this kid is already so pitiful, let him go, reluctantly let him pay 5,000 taels of silver, and let him get out. If it weren't for the emperor's repeated request that Fang Zheng keep a low profile recently, according to the temper of the eldest young master Fang, how could this matter be solved with only five thousand taels? The word low-key kills people, and even the young master's financial path has been cut off......
The fat man and Changping also laughed, everyone put their postures so low, and they were embarrassed to really do it, just now it can be said that they don't know Pan Wu's identity, and they will fight, and now they know that Pan Wu is Pan Shangshu's son, and they can't say anything about beating him again, and spreading it is tantamount to directly slapping Pan Shangshu's face.
But the silver still has to be compensated, how much does he have to pay? The fat man and Changping were also uncertain, the fat man looked hesitantly towards the staircase, and saw Fang Zheng dancing with his hands, repeatedly comparing the five fingers, and a trace of understanding flashed in the fat man's eyes.
"Cough, let's do it, this king won't embarrass you, you smashed this store like this, so-so...... Fifty thousand taels, this matter has been revealed, and I will never mention it again. β
The fat man grew up in the palace since he was a child, and naturally he had no concept of silver, and when he saw Fang Zheng gestured five fingers, he casually said 50,000 taels. Changping often causes trouble outside, and he still has a certain understanding of the prices in the capital, and knows that rebuilding the Invitation Moon Tower, 50,000 taels of silver is more than enough, but this kid smashed the old lady's shop, and it is already a great mercy to not let him pay 100,000 taels, how can you mind that this kid surnamed Pan has lost too much?
"Plop!"
Pan Wu looked at the staircase suspiciously: "What sound?" β
"Uh, nothing, there's a rat upstairs. Less nonsense! Get the money! Get out of the way for the old lady after taking it! In the future, stay away from the Fang family, this confession will be kept by the old lady, if there is any accident in the Fang family's shop, the old lady will not look for others, but will look for you. Changping said impatiently.
Fifty thousand taels is not a small amount for Pan Wu, but it is not too much, and with his family background of bullying men and women and blackmailing merchants for many years, he can easily take it out. So after hearing the fat man's offer, Pan Wu was not surprised, and without saying a word, he took out the silver ticket from his arms and sent it to the fat man respectfully.
The fat man looked very happy, and when he saw Pan Wu struggling to get up and about to leave, the fat man couldn't help but ask with concern, "Is it okay?" Do you want this king to send someone to send you? β
Pan Wu showed a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Thank you, Your Royal Highness King Fu, the grass people are fine, the grass people have retired." β
The fat man said goodbye to him warmly: "It's good to go, and I will often come to eat when I have time in the future......"
Pan Wu's tears can't stop flowing, are you still coming? Do I have a lot of money? Am I that stupid? Bad luck, it's too bad luck today, go home and stay honest, and never go out again......
After all, he is a person who has practiced martial arts, and his recovery ability and ability to carry and beat are much stronger than ordinary people. Struggling to stand up, Pan Wu didn't even look at the gangsters lying on the ground, and moved out of the Invitation Moon Tower step by step.
Changping saw that there was still a group of unconscious gangsters in the store, lying on the ground diagonally, he couldn't help frowning in disgust, and said loudly: "Come on, throw this group of scum outside for the old lady!" The old lady is annoyed when she sees them! β
ββSince the last time Fang Zheng and the three of them were beaten by the gangsters, Changping now hates the gangsters on the street, and he takes the guards around all day long, and he beats the gangsters to death when he sees them. Lord Yin Chen of Jinling Mansion was so happy that he couldn't wait to send a pennant to Changping in recognition of her ******** noble sentiments.
Fang Zheng and the fat man and the other four stood at the window, silently watching Pan Wu's staggering and lonely figure gradually drift away, the sunset dragged his shadow long, the whole picture seemed so bleak and sad, if it is paired with an erhu solo "Erquan Reflecting the Moon", there is no need to be more sensational, it can achieve the effect of tear-jerking......
"Are we being too cruel?" The fat man was infected by this picture and looked a little unbearable.
"Are you alright? He was beaten and lost some silver, not bullying him...... "Fang Zheng is also a little uncertain, isn't it a bit too much today?" How do you look at it, it feels like a group of adults bullying a little hairy child, and it's particularly guilty.
"I said he deserved it! Hmph, are you stupid? He found this thing himself, who is to blame? A few big men are so soft-hearted, are you disgusting? It was Changping who pointed out the essence of the matter.
Everyone suddenly came to their senses, then looked at each other and laughed. One thing must be admitted, everyone is a good person. - Even if you are not a good person at the moment, at least you have the idea of being a good person. This is already very good, Pan Shangshu definitely doesn't have this idea.
Of course, even if a good person fights, it is for justice. For example, the more than 30 female guards behind Changping, they are fighting for justice.
Fang Zheng stepped forward with a smile and arched his hand towards the girls: "Big sisters and little sisters, I have worked hard for you today." As a token of appreciation, please drink ...... below."
Looking at the messy hall, Fang Zheng smiled dryly: "...... Let's drink in another place, my family has opened a restaurant elsewhere......"
These words caused several female guards to snicker in a low voice, and the head of the guard said calmly: "Thank you Young Master Fang for your kindness, there is no need to drink, treat my princess better, it can be regarded as your gratitude to us." As he spoke, he bared his teeth at Fang Zheng and smiled.
Fang Zheng knew that she hadn't finished her words, if she didn't treat the princess well, the group of thugs lying on the ground would be his example.
Hum! Threaten me! Is this young master a person who is afraid of threats?
Turning his face, Fang Zheng said to Changping courteously: "Oh, Changping, are you tired?" Thirsty or not? Are you hungry? Shall I ask someone to bring you something to eat? β
Changping was obviously a little flattered by Fang Zheng's sudden courtesy, and touched Fang Zheng's forehead suspiciously: "What's wrong with you?" Got something dirty? β
Look, Changping doesn't know what a man's gentleness is, and he doesn't buy it at all.
The restaurant was smashed like this, of course this meal can't be eaten. So everyone said goodbye. At this time, the shopkeeper of Invite Yuelou came out of which corner, and said to each other with a sad face: "Young owner, this is ...... What can I do? β
Fang Zheng took the 50,000 taels of silver tickets from the fat man and stuffed them into the shopkeeper's hand, thought about it, felt that it was a little more, and took out another 40,000 taels, glared at him and said, "What should I do?" Someone else helped you tear down the old decoration, and sent money for you to redecorate, where to find such a beautiful thing? You should be happy. β
The shopkeeper held 10,000 taels of silver tickets in his hand, and tacitly calculated the approximate cost of redecoration, and felt that there was still a lot of surplus, and the other party had an explanation, and he immediately smiled happily.
Fang Zheng pulled Feng Qiudao aside, took out a large stack of silver tickets from his arms and stuffed them into his hand: "I know that there is not much silver in the treasury of the imperial court, and even if the pensions of more than 10,000 fallen soldiers are allocated and distributed to each bereaved family, it will be just a couple of dates, and their lives will not be much better." I asked Brother Feng to distribute these pieces of money to the brothers, so that the brothers who died in battle could have enough to eat and dress warmly. After all, alas! After all, I am responsible for their deaths. β
These silvers are nothing more than the gifts given by the crown prince and the officials of the DPRK and China when Fang Zheng first became officials, extorted from Wu Gongzi, and the compensation paid by Pan Wu just now, etc., adding up to nearly one million taels, which is a large amount.
Feng Qiudao clutched the silver ticket tightly, his eyes were red with emotion, and he wanted to bow down as soon as he lifted his clothes, but Fang Zheng hurriedly grabbed him.
Feng Qiudao wiped his eyes and choked up: "Brother Fang, I thank you on behalf of those brothers who died in battle!" That's their life-saving money! Your great kindness, brothers living and dead in battle, will be remembered for the rest of your life! β
Young Master Fang rarely sent a kindness, looked at the silver ticket in Feng Qiudao's hand painfully, turned his face away with a painful expression, and waved his hand: "Take it away, take it away!" I can't see these copper-smelling things......"
Looking at Feng Qiudao's distant back in a daze, Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, perhaps, this was the only compensation he could do. Hey? When did Young Master Ben's personality become so noble? Could it be that my personality has been sublimated again?
Behind him, a pale green figure quietly approached, Changping looked deeply at the man he loved deeply, and the deep affection in his eyes could not be concealed, like a spring water wrapped around him.
"You're a good guy, I didn't misread you." Changping looked at Fang Zheng affectionately.
Fang Zheng pursed his lips: "Wrong, I'm a poor person." I was a millionaire just now, alas, the so-called wind blows eggshells, wealth goes to people's happiness, it seems that my life is the same as the previous life, I am poor. β
"Poof." Changping was happy, and flew a green wink at Fang Zheng, "With me, I won't let you be a poor man, hehe." β
"Why don't you go back?" Although the little girl's flattering eyes were not perfect enough, they also hooked Fang Zheng's heart fiercely.
"People don't want to go back, they want to follow you." Changping twisted his body and said softly in a sweet and greasy voice.
I can't stand it! Fang Zheng couldn't help but shudder, and then smiled and took Changping's little hand: "Meimei, let's fall in love." β
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My head hurts, yesterday someone took advantage of my illness to rob me and called me out to drink, how could I weaken my momentum? After drinking four bottles in a row,...... Alas, my head hurts so much now......
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