The Fang family's ancestral home is Dongping, Shandong, and everyone in Yangcheng knows it.

"What happened in Shandong? What you know is right, right?" People who have experienced various rumors in the past few days are not easily convinced.

The man smiled calmly.

"Whether it's right or not, you will know once I tell you." He said, "You know that the Fang family's ancestral home is in Shandong, but do you know what their ancestors did for a living?"

The crowd, which had been quiet, suddenly burst into an uproar.

"spices!"

"You are stupid!"

"I don't even know that!"

"You're kidding us!"

The middle-aged man laughed twice.

"Everyone knows it," he said to smooth things over.

This movement attracted people from other places to look over and ask what happened.

Before I could get a reply, the middle-aged man seemed to be annoyed by the noise. He slammed the table and stood up on the stool.

"But do you know where the main supply of the Fang family's spice business is?"

This time, without waiting for the people to answer, he pointed to the north.

“Henan Hebei Road.”

"Back then, the old capital was still there, the North had not yet fallen, and the Fang family's business was in the North."

"Later, the Jin army marched southward, and Emperor Chengzong led the army in person but was captured. The court was in chaos, and the late emperor ascended the throne and marched south."

Everyone knew this old story, but the middle-aged man spoke so powerfully and so quickly that everyone stopped talking for a moment.

"What does this have to do with the Fang family?" someone couldn't help but ask.

The middle-aged man smiled meaningfully.

"At that time, the late emperor moved the capital south. Not only was there a large Jin army chasing him, but there were also countless spies. The late emperor had no choice but to disguise himself and travel in secret, but..."

He paused at this point.

The people present were so frightened that they trembled.

"The spies caught up with him. They surrounded him in a courtyard in the countryside. At that moment, someone happened to pass by and risked his life to stop and kill the spies, thus saving the late emperor."

The middle-aged man paused again and looked at the people around him.

"And this person is Fang Shouyi's father, Fang Dechang, the founder of Deshengchang."

The onlookers stared with wide eyes. Then they burst into tears.

"… It happened so fast… Fang Dechang stepped forward, kicked the villain to the ground, carried the late emperor on his back and ran away…"

“…At that time, there was a black wind howling, so strong that the sun was invisible…”

"...Fang Dechang didn't know who he had saved. He just felt that the person on his back was as valuable as a thousand gold coins. The emperor's dragon body was definitely different from ordinary people. Fang Dechang was a loyal person and thought that he couldn't abandon the person after saving him. He gritted his teeth and ran all the way..."

"…Fang Dechang looked at the people surrounding him and thought that the thief was still alive and was chasing him again. Just when he was thinking that there was no way to escape, he sighed to the man and said, "It seems that the two brothers will not be able to escape this time..."

"…But the man smiled and raised his hands to the people who were surrounding him. They all knelt down and shouted long live the emperor. Fang Dechang was almost scared to death on the spot…"

"…The late emperor said that you called me brother. Although I cannot be your brother, I can give you everything else you want…"

"...Fang Dechang kowtowed to express his gratitude, but did not ask for any gifts..."

"…The late emperor loved his honesty and loyalty. He wrote an imperial edict on the spot and gave it to Fang Dechang, as if he were personally present. He told him that if he encountered danger in the future, he would help him out, just as you helped me out today…"

"…This is what happened to Yu Liang in the past and the Emperor in the present. If a person has great fortune, it doesn't matter if he becomes rich sooner or later."

With a snap, a section of the story was finished. The tea drinkers in the teahouse cheered loudly. The waiters who had been listening attentively began to carry teapots and come back to refill the tea. The tea drinkers either discussed or surrounded the storyteller to continue asking questions.

A guest who was sitting on the second floor near the railing stood up, and four or five guards followed closely beside him, clearing the way for him and protecting him at the same time. Not only his behavior, but also his appearance and clothing were very eye-catching.

The teahouse, which had been in a bit of a mess due to the end of a book show, was in an uproar again.

"Master Fang."

"It's Master Fang."

"Master Fang, is this true?"

"Master Fang, did your great-grandfather really save the late emperor?"

People gathered around and asked loudly.

Fang Chengyu smiled without saying a word and went downstairs under the escort of the guards.

When they got downstairs, more people gathered around. This was the first time that someone from the Fang family showed up in such a long time.

"Master Fang, is it true?" Everyone asked, "Did he really save the late emperor? Just tell us."

Fang Chengyu stopped and looked at these people with a smile.

"Whether it is true or not is not important," he said. "It is enough for everyone to know that our decree is true, isn't it?"

Everyone present was stunned.

Is that so?

"In short, the imperial edict is real." Fang Chengyu said, raising his hands and clasping his fists in the direction of the capital. "The emperor's grace is also real. What else do you want to ask about the truth or falsehood?"

After saying that, he walked away surrounded by guards, leaving everyone in the teahouse in a daze.

Yes, what else is there to ask about? Is it the truth or falsity of the Fang family's merit in obtaining the imperial edict, or is it the truth or falsity of the emperor's grace in granting the imperial edict?

It is not their turn to question whether these are true or false. Don’t you see that even the Jinyi Guards didn’t ask about it?

Otherwise, how could these storytellers sit here peacefully and talk with all their might?

These things must have been reported to the emperor in the capital.

Whether it is true or false, no one has the final say, the emperor has the final say.

What would the emperor say?

In a duty room in the imperial city, someone was also waiting for news.

The duty room was dark and small. Even though the June sun was scorching outside, it was still dim inside. Especially when you suddenly walked in from outside, you couldn't see the people sitting inside at all.

The person who came in was a plump, fair-skinned eunuch. He squinted his eyes for a while before he could find where the person in the room was sitting.

Behind a table, a thin young man in a bright red robe was looking through official documents.

"Oh my Lord Lu, this room is too dark. If you look carefully, your eyes will be damaged." The eunuch said with a smile and a little exaggeration.

Hearing this, the young man raised his head. In the dim room, his face looked porcelain pale, and his dark eyes looked even colder.

"It turned out to be Eunuch Guo." he said.

His voice was different from his appearance, mellow and a little dull.

Just by hearing the voice, no one would associate him with the feared Lu Yunqi, the murderer with blood on his hands, who made officials tremble in fear.

They would just regard him as a simple and honest soldier.

In fact, he was originally an honest soldier.

His father lived an honest and unknown life, and no one even knew his name.

Who could have imagined that such a person, who inherited his father's legacy and should have lived an honest and unknown life like his father, would suddenly become a figure that was feared by both the people and the court.