"It seems that Mr. Fang is very confident in his own methods."
Ye Qing smiled and said, don't think about it, since Fang Zhiyong dared to let him go to the Imperial Capital, he must have set up a dragnet, and maybe not only Fang Zhiyong's people, but also people from the imperial court will take action.
After all, he is a wanted criminal in Chu State.
Thinking about it, Fang Zhiyong wanted to catch him, his power, and the people who were friendly with him, once and for all.
"The Imperial Capital is my territory." Fang Zhiyong said.
"That makes sense." Ye Qing nodded: "Is there a time limit?"
"How about two days limit?" Fang Zhiyong said.
"Ten days!" Ye Qing said, "Two days is too short?"
"Is it short? What are you going to do?" Fang Zhiyong asked curiously.
Ye Qing said matter-of-factly: "Didn't you say that I can bring anyone with me and think of any way? Since you, Grand Tutor, have hosted the Hongmen Banquet and made all preparations, of course I will also make all preparations and go all out."
"Otherwise, wouldn't I be worthy of the warm invitation to the Grand Tutor?"
"That's right." Fang Zhiyong smiled and said, "But ten days is too long. I don't want my son to wait down there for too long."
"Three days!"
"It's too short, eight days!"
"Five days, it can't be too long."
"Okay, seven days, that's it."
"Okay, seven days, seven days." In the end, Fang Zhiyong took a step back and agreed to Ye Qing's proposal.
"Master, it's really refreshing." Ye Qing said with a smile.
"Limited to seven days." Fang Zhiyong said: "I am waiting for the arrival of Mad Lord in the imperial capital."
"I will not let you down."
Ye Qing smiled and then pointed at Fang Zhaoyi on the ground: "By the way, where is he? I'll kill him, don't you mind!"
"The Mad Lord is doing what he wants. Anyway, his mission has been completed."
Fang Zhiyong had no intention of speaking for Fang Zhaoyi, and his tone was flat, as if what Ye Qing wanted to kill was not his adopted son, but insignificant cats and dogs.
"Your adoptive father asked me to kill you, what do you say?" Ye Qing looked at Fang Zhaoyi.
"I am willing to do my best for my adoptive father without any hesitation."
Fang Zhaoyi did not feel resentful at all because Fang Zhiyong abandoned him, but was still full of admiration and respect for Fang Zhiyong.
In the painting, Fang Zhiyong lowers his head, as if he is looking at his adopted son for the first time: "Good boy, I will still accept you as my son in the next life."
Hearing this, Fang Zhaoyi was very excited: "The child wishes the same thing. The child is going to die soon and can no longer take care of his adoptive father. I hope that the adoptive father will take care of his health and be safe and sound. In the next life, the child will be loyal and filial to his adoptive father."
"Good boy." Fang Zhiyong said this, but his tone was calm and there was no trace of sadness or sorrow at all: "Mad Lord, I have something to ask of you. I hope Mad Lord will agree to it?"
Ye Qing watched the two people's performance with great interest and said, "Oh, what's the matter?"
Fang Zhiyong said: "Zhaoyi is my son after all. I hope to watch him die and give him a ride myself!"
"Haha, Taifu is really affectionate and loyal!"
Ye Qing smiled and said: "If that's the case, then what's the point of me fulfilling the role of Taifu?"
Saying that, Ye Qing stretched out his hand and pointed a finger on Fang Zhaoyi's eyebrows. Fang Zhaoyi's eyes gradually lost their light and his body fell softly.
Ye Qing retracted his finger, looked at Fang Zhiyong and said: "I am a soft-hearted person, and I don't want to see the difference between life and death, especially when a white-haired person sends a black-haired person, so I left his whole body. What do you think? Do you want to send someone to do it?" Did he collect a corpse?"
"When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out, and it's just a skin, that's all."
Fang Zhiyong sighed: "The mad king can do whatever he wants."
"I'm a little tired, so I'll take my leave first. Mad Lord, don't forget our seven-day appointment!"
"No." Ye Qing said.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the ink on the scroll slowly dispersed and turned into droplets of ink rain, falling in the sky.
Like drops of black tears.
But I don’t know who I am crying for!
Ye Qing waved his sleeves, rolled up all the ink rain, and dropped it into the inkstone on the side. He looked at Fang Zhaoyi on the ground and said, "You can get up now."
At this time, Fang Zhaoyi, who was "dead", suddenly opened his eyes, and then slowly stood up: "Thank you, Brother Ye, for not killing me!"
Ye Qing smiled and said: "So you are also afraid of death!"
"Brother Ye said this, who in this world is not afraid of death?"
Fang Zhaoyi patted the dust on his body and said, "Even that old man Fang Zhiyong is afraid of death, let alone me?"
"The most important thing is that there are so many beauties in this world, and I haven't appreciated them enough. How can I be willing to die?"
"Old man?" Ye Qing said playfully, "Just now, he was sincere and said he was willing to be loyal and filial to his adoptive father. Now he has become an old man?"
"What a loving father and filial son!"
"The sage said, if the king regards his ministers as his hands and feet, then his ministers will regard him as his belly; if his ministers regard his ministers as dogs and horses, then his ministers will regard him as a countryman; if his ministers regard his ministers as earth and mustard, then his ministers will regard him as a bandit."
Fang Zhaoyi was not angry because of Ye Qing's ridicule. Instead, he picked up the poured wine and lay lazily on the window sill, looking at the people coming and going on the street: "Fang Zhiyong is my adoptive father, that's right. , it’s okay to raise me up, but in his eyes, I am a killer, a counselor, and a confidant, but I am not a human being, and I will never be a human being. I cannot be compared with his two sons. Besides, , I have tried my best for him over the years, and I have done so many things and killed so many people, and his upbringing has been repaid, and I don’t owe him anything.”
"But now, he treats me like this. He doesn't even want to say anything for me, even if it's a word of mercy. He even has to watch me die with his own eyes before he can rest assured. It's really heart-breaking."
"He sees me as a piece of shit, why can't I see him as an enemy?"
"It seems that you have been resentful of Fang Zhiyong for a long time. How can it be that you have been able to hold back the resentment in your heart all these years, while Fang Zhiyong was respectful and did not reveal any flaws?" Ye Qing said with a smile.
"Hahaha, there is nothing I can do, just to survive."
Fang Zhaoyi took a sip of wine and said, "Fang Zhiyong is very suspicious. If anyone is disloyal or disrespectful to him, he will kill him. Even if he only has suspicions, he will kill them without hesitation to avoid future troubles." qδ.net
"So, even if you scream with hatred in your heart, you still have to have a smile on your face. This is life. Being born and living are not easy."
Ye Qing thought of something and asked doubtfully: "People like you should have left life cards, restrictions and other things. If you do this, can you hide it from Fang Zhiyong?"
"Of course you can." Fang Zhaoyi affirmed: "In order to get rid of Fang Zhiyong, I have been preparing for many years. I have tampered with the fate cards a long time ago, and I have removed the restrictions on my body a long time ago."
"So, the old man thought he couldn't find it."
"That's it!" Ye Qing was not surprised by this. Fang Zhaoyi was a smart man. Since he dared to let him do this, he was naturally fully prepared: "In this case, you should fulfill your promise."
"Speaking of which, what kind of dragnet has Fang Zhiyong set up? How does he plan to deal with me?"
