Jiang Wenshan suddenly slapped his thigh and said: "This is a good idea, the three horses that are ready to compete are already quite good, but the horses in other counties are not ordinary goods, if Fang Gongzi can choose better horses for this county, this official will definitely be rewarded." ”

Fang Ling said with a smile: "Thanks to your lordship for being so important, I have already received a reward of ten thousand gold, so I have been walking around the surrounding counties in the past few days, hoping to pick out better horses." ”

Fang Ling didn't show any greed for money at all, and secretly patted Jiang Wenshan's horses with these words, the latter couldn't help but nod his head in appreciation, and then called in an entourage, asked him to take a small waist card and handed it to Fang Ling, and said with a smile: "This is the waist card of the guards in the palace, Fang Gongzi, you take this thing, and the local officials will see me as if they were there, so it will be much more convenient for you to pick up the horses." ”

Fang Ling took the waist card, and suddenly remembered the three tiger head waist cards, I am afraid that the weight of that thing is more important than this waist card, this thought flashed, and another attendant suddenly walked outside, bowed down and said: "My lord, Lord Zheng is here!"

Jiang Wenshan was stunned for a moment, and said to Fang Ling: "Young Master Fang, wait here for a while, I will go to the front hall to meet the guests." ”

After seeing the two leave, Fang Ling took the opportunity of going to the toilet to go around to the side of the front hall, and saw a middle-aged official dressed as a lieutenant standing in the front hall.

As soon as Jiang Wenshan walked into the front hall, he arched his hand and laughed, "Lord Zheng, what kind of wind blew you here?"

The official surnamed Zheng smiled faintly and said: "Lord Jiang, don't come unharmed, the lower official is here on the king's secret order." ”

Jiang Wenshan and Jiang Dafu suddenly looked solemn, and the official surnamed Zheng took out a secret letter from his arms and handed it to Jiang Wenshan.

Since the letter was facing away from him, Fang Ling didn't read what was written on it clearly, but just pricked up his ears and didn't let go of any sound in the hall.

After reading the letter, Jiang Wenshan frowned slightly, and said, "Lord Zheng, please tell the king, I know what to do." ”

The official surnamed Zheng arched his hand and said, "Then the official will leave." ”

The official surnamed Zheng came in a hurry, but he was also in a hurry, in a few words, not only cautious but also without delay, Fang Ling looked at his style, and estimated that this person was the henchman of the king of Yizhou.

After the official surnamed Zheng left, Jiang Wenshan suddenly laughed inexplicably, and threw the letter to Jiang Dafu, Jiang Dafu read it carefully, and was about to speak, but Jiang Wenshan stood up first, and retreated the entourage outside to a farther place, and then signaled Jiang Dafu to speak.

Jiang Dafu said with a puzzled face: "Hasn't it been more than ten years since the affairs of the Rongguo Mansion, why did the king ask us to find the whereabouts of those subordinates again? ”

Jiang Wenshan said lightly: "As courtiers, sometimes we have to know how to figure out the king's intentions, and sometimes we must not figure it out. ”