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Jinhua Mansion!

Zhang Fanghao is in a green shirt, he is past middle age, but now he is getting younger and younger.

With a rosy face glowing and wrinkles not noticeable, he walked to a remote restaurant.

This restaurant is his industry, and it was the first place for him to enter Jinhua Mansion, and the purpose is not to make money, but to gain a firm foothold in Jinhua Mansion.

He sat down in a private room, and soon there was a knock at the door.

Zhang Fanghao opened the single room, the prefect of Jinhua Mansion had already walked in, the prefect of Jinhua Mansion was dressed in regular clothes, and his official authority was introverted like ordinary people, he looked at the layout of the single room.

The private rooms are relatively simple, with only a round table in the middle.

He couldn't help but be slightly dissatisfied when he didn't even have a meal, because he came here to hear that Zhang Fanghao was going to feast him, but his dissatisfaction didn't last long before it dissipated.

"The news has come from the Lord Jingshi, and the new prefect of Jinhua Prefecture, Ning Caichen, is already on the way,"

"The new prefect of Jinhua Mansion," his face couldn't help but change greatly, he thought that he had no merit, so there was a new prefect of Jinhua Mansion, he, the prefect of Jinhua Mansion, must have been dismissed and demoted, and there would definitely be no good end.

"Ning Caichen bravely rescued the Ministry of Soldiers, no, now it should be the prime minister of the dynasty, Fu Xiang, and Fu Xiang will eradicate the demon national division together and save Dayan Sheji, although this move has not spread, it is only a matter of time,"

"With this credit, Ning Caichen served as the prefect of Jinhua Mansion from a white coat, not only was he promoted unusually, but he was condescending, you must know that Ning Caichen is Fu Xiang's son-in-law,"

"Is there any news of my transfer?" the prefect of Jinhua Prefecture asked.

"Adults know the end, why are you still here to deceive yourself," Zhang Fanghao sighed, looked at the prefect of Jinhua Mansion for a while, and then resumed his sermon:

"This is the liquidation of the imperial court, if you wait until Ning Caichen says Jinhua, and then announce the holy decree, and count the crimes of the adults, there will be no room for reversal,"

"So please ask me to die," the prefect of Jinhua Mansion stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhang Fanghao, his attitude was extremely cold, and his tone seemed to be talking to himself:

"In the recent period, there have been many people who have died of illness, all of them were forced to die by our Welling Gong, but now it's my turn,"

"My lord be cautious," Zhang Fanghao scolded.

"How about Wei Linggong, this is not something that adults can judge, and adults are not sick and died, if you want to prevent the court from continuing to hold you accountable, your lordship will die at the hands of bandits,"

"A prefect who died tragically, even if the court wants to pursue it, it has to consider one or two, after all, the law is more important than human feelings,"

"When the time comes, the adult family will naturally be able to save it, and they will not be implicated,"

"And the adult is not dead, but ascended to the throne of God, the god of the northern county city, and Wei Linggong has already kept it for the adult,"

"When the time comes, the adults will move the family to the northern county, and the adults will protect the family, and the family will no longer have a reason to decay, and it should be able to enjoy wealth forever,"

"Welling Gong is thinking about the adults, and I sincerely ask the adults not to live up to it,"

"I know how to do it, I'll leave it to you, just give me a message when the time comes," the prefect of Jinhua Mansion nodded, he was not a complete idiot, he was greedy, but he had foreseen this for a long time.

The fact that the court was unable to pursue what was done at the beginning does not mean that it will never be investigated.

"There's no need to wait for news, without further ado, just find a reason to go out, everything is ready," Zhang Fanghao said in his chest.

He had already arranged everything, and now in this Jinhua Mansion realm, with the increasing number of Chenghuang believers, the power he could control gradually began to grow.

This period of time was accompanied by the fall of the Xianxia faction, and then with the cooperation of the prefect of Jinhua Mansion.

This Jinhua Mansion is a place, they are not the same, and those wealthy families have begun to move closer to them.

"This," it sounded good, but when it really came to the critical moment, the prefect of Jinhua Mansion still hesitated.

"What a glorious thing it is for adults not to die, but to ascend to God, how can ordinary people have such a chance of longevity,"

"Like me, I will be satisfied with being able to save a piece of land after death, don't be dissatisfied," Zhang Fanghao changed his words and began to threaten again.

"At that time, even this City God Throne will not be able to do it, and he will end up with a body to die, or even go to the eighteen layers of hell,"

"Okay!" the prefect of Jinhua Mansion hesitated, his face showed struggle, and finally had to give in.

This is not death, this is ascending to the gods, such a good thing misses this village, there will be no such shop, when this Jinhua prefect seems to be glorious, but it is impossible to be a lifetime.

There will always be a time when he will return to his hometown, at most about another twenty years, but when he is a county god in the north, he can be fifty years, a hundred years, or even two hundred years.

Such an account, he will still calculate it himself.

"Then please leave," Zhang Fanghao stood up, he pushed open the door of the private room, and he acted vigorously without any delay.

He had been instructed when he came that all this should be done in the shortest possible time, not even for a meal, to prevent accidents.

Although he didn't think so, he didn't dare to be sloppy about whoever let this be the message coming out of the City God Temple.

And we must let this Jinhua prefect fall into the water and die, not commit suicide.

He was even more puzzled by this, but Yang Qifeng would not tell him.

If the prefect of Jinhua Mansion commits suicide, there will definitely be a moth.

must be reluctant to start, thus delaying time, and in the end there will be a change.

Yang Qifeng was standing in the distance, quietly watching this scene, the mixed yuan qi Taiqing rune had already levitated, suppressing the qi here, he would not wait for news on the side.

At this critical time, it is necessary to be present in person to determine safety.

This prefect of Jinhua Mansion is Ning Caichen's experience package, and he is the object of Ning Caichen's authority in Jinhua Mansion, and at the same time, he is used to restrain him from the beginning.

This is something he will never allow, and the prefect of Jinhua Mansion will definitely be affected by Ning Caichen's great luck, which will cause hesitation, and finally succeed in delaying Ning Caichen's arrival.

Therefore, he wants to cut off any possible opportunity to delay, and there is a chaotic yuan that is too clear and the rune to suppress, this impact has not broken through, and nothing has happened.

Step by step, he followed the steps of his plan, watching the prefect of Jinhua Mansion leave the city of Jinhua Mansion, and finally suffered an accidental death, this prefect of Jinhua Mansion committed suicide, and there were not too many criminal backlashes, but there were also them, and they were still within the scope of his responsibility.

Seeing this situation, Yang Qifeng was completely relieved, but he was not negligent about the rest of the finishing work.