The next day, Fang Zhengyi set off with the phonograph.
Before leaving, I didn't bother Hong Yao Lu Liu and Zhou Dahai anymore.
Previously, we were afraid that they would cause trouble, so we tortured several people like crazy. But this time, when the time comes to close the net, we don't have to go to that much trouble.
He simply called Hongyao and Lvliu into the room, tied them up tightly and then threw them into the woodshed.
As for Zhou Dahai, he had been thrown in the corner of the bedroom and no one cared about him. Fang Zhengyi did not sleep in that room last night.
When we arrived at Yongqing Tower, Wei Shan was already waiting at the door.
As soon as he saw Fang Zhengyi, he greeted him warmly.
As soon as they met, Fang Zheng asked in a low voice: "Is it safe here?"
Wei Shan replied: "Don't worry, sir, everyone here is ours, including Yongqing Building, it's very safe! Come with me."
After saying that, he took Fang Zheng upstairs.
There were already quite a few people sitting in the private room on the second floor, including Liu Xun, the chief granary official, the person in charge of the prison, the governor who managed the documents, and a few familiar clerks sitting in the corner.
In addition, there were two people dressed as wealthy businessmen.
Fang Zheng secretly smacked his lips.
Most of the institutions have been infiltrated. It seems that I cannot be too ruthless. If I kill them all, the government office will hardly be able to function normally.
You can't arrange a few officials to go there yourself.
That's no different from rebellion. If the emperor finds out, he'll chop off your head if he doesn't want to...
When Liu Xun saw Fang Zheng arrive, he stood up and said to everyone, "Come! This is Lord Fang, the Tongpan of Jianjiang! I think many of you don't know him."
"Master Fang has come all the way from the capital. The nobles around the Crown Prince, please say hello to Master Fang."
A group of people stood up and greeted Fang Zhengyi one after another.
Fang Zheng smiled and bowed in return.
I started to become alert in my heart, as some of these people looked at me in a strange way.
He usually had this kind of look when he was holding a meeting in Taoyuan County to trick others. It seemed that this old dog was trying to set a trap for him.
But it doesn’t matter... within an hour, the lives of everyone present will no longer be in their own hands!
After the greetings were completed, Liu Xun continued, "Everyone present here today is a friend. There is no distinction between superiors and subordinates. If you have anything to say, please feel free to speak up."
"Come, Lord Fang, come sit next to me. I've saved a seat for you."
"Then I will be disrespectful to refuse it!"
Fang Zheng smiled.
Old man, I'm just worried that the recording quality will be bad, but I won't stop you if you want to kill yourself!
Then he walked towards Liu Xun and sat next to him.
Liu Xun saw Fang Zhengyi holding a box and asked curiously, "Huh? Why did you bring a box here? What's in it?"
"Oh! This box is quite interesting." Fang Zheng placed the box on the table, opened it, and took out the phonograph.
"A great monk has recently appeared in the city, his name is Master Huijue."
"This is a magical instrument blessed by Master Huijue, called a prayer wheel!"
"When this prayer wheel is turned, foreign scriptures will appear on it, blessing the holder to have his wishes come true!"
"I brought this here today to bring you some good fortune!"
Liu Xun looked at the phonograph with great curiosity: "I didn't expect that Lord Fang also studies Buddhism. I have never seen this instrument before."
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "I am quite knowledgeable about Buddhism. This item came from another place. It is said to have been passed down by a senior monk of Tantric Buddhism who practiced in India."
"This item is extremely precious! I spent three thousand taels of silver to get it!"
Everyone couldn't help but look at Fang Zhengyi with disdain.
Tianzhu? What the hell, I've never heard of it!
What an IQ tax! What an IQ tax. This must be a trick from a monk.
Liu Xun didn't think much about it. He had heard Fang Zhengyi talk about all kinds of strange place names on weekdays. He had never heard of them before, but they didn't seem fake.
It is probably an unknown small foreign country. The prince is famous for his playfulness. I think there must be a lot of messy things around him.
"That's great. Lord Fang is thoughtful."
Fang Zheng nodded slightly: "While everyone is talking, I will turn this prayer wheel. With the blessing of the Buddha treasure, we can get twice the result with half the effort!"
"That makes sense! Lord Fang is really thoughtful!"
Everyone couldn't help but laugh and agree. They were all smart people and looked down on this kind of thing, but after all, Fang Zhengyi held a relatively high position in the bureau.
So everyone is willing to take the opportunity to flatter someone.
Seeing that all the people were in place, Liu Xun knocked on the table.
"Okay, everyone, let's talk business first."
Fang Zheng put his hand on the joystick and started to shake it expressionlessly...
"I think you all should be aware of the general situation today."
"The food disaster is getting worse and worse. If it continues and causes civil unrest, I'm afraid I won't be able to give an explanation to the court."
"However, two large sects have appeared outside the city, namely the Freedom Sect and the Iron Clothes Sect. These two sects are taking advantage of the disaster to recruit disaster victims as their followers and spread rumors to cause trouble!"
"Fortunately, I have already found out that I have planted an insider in the Iron Clothes Cult in advance, and the Iron Clothes Cult leader Chen Dasheng has also been bribed by me."
"Tomorrow, I will order Chen Dasheng to take the initiative to fight against the Freedom Sect! The two tigers will fight each other, and we will take this opportunity to wipe out the remaining bandits."
After shaking for a while, Fang Zhengyi stopped with a helpless look on his face.
It is extremely difficult to deal with these bastards in official circles. They never speak directly and always rely on talking in riddles.
Sending money is not about sending money, it all depends on eating metaphor
Now Liu Xun's words are flawless and there is nothing to fault with them. The length of the silver foil for this recording is limited, so it is a waste to record such a section.
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