Zheng Shiyan sent troops to escort Fang Jiancai out of Nanjing, and first asked him to rest his horse in Zhenjiang. The next day, General Zheng led his troops to move the things in the dyehouse, such as dyes, dyeing vats, cloth, etc., into trucks, and transported them to Zhenjiang as the basis for moving the workshop. Because Fang Jiancai also had a branch in Zhenjiang, he no longer had to experience the experience of starting from scratch. As long as there were many dyers available and the books could be remade, things would be restored to the original state.
Lu Fangxuan admired Zheng Shiyan's action very much and wrote a letter asking Ye Yongjia to serve as an official for Zheng Shiyan. Ye Yongjia, the nominal administrator, naturally wanted to inform the prince of the county, so he sent Wei Chong there with a letter.
Wan Heshun was in the palace worrying about Fang Jiancai. When he saw Wei Chong handing over this document, and when he heard that it was written by Lu Fangxuan himself, he knew it was not a good thing and took it over with a straight face.
As soon as he glanced at the paper, he was trembling with anger. His face was purple and white, which was ugly.
"Your Majesty, what does Lu Fangxuan mean..."
"What does this mean, what does that mean... How can there be so much fucking meaning! Is everything Lu Fangxuan does mysterious and unpredictable?! I don't believe there are people in the world who are so meticulous!" Wan Heshun became furious, and a thought that flashed through his head almost made him tear up the document.
"I think...he, this bastard, wants to piss me off to death!" Wan Heshun grabbed the tea bowl and wanted to throw it down. But after holding it for a while, he drank the tea depressedly.
"Ah!" Wan Heshun spit out all the tea and splashed on Wei Chong's sleeve.
"Why... is it so painful?" Wan Heshun realized that he had lost his usual demeanor and hurriedly suppressed his swear words.
"Maybe the tea has been left out for a long time." Wei Chong responded casually in order to lighten the atmosphere.
"Maybe." Wan Heshun's expression gradually calmed down and he regained his 'elegant' temperament.
"My lord, I have something that I don't understand," Wei Chong said. "Since you knew that Lu Fangxuan would send Fang Jiancai to Zhenjiang, why didn't you stop him?"
"You think I didn't send troops...right?" Wan Heshun folded the document and secretly smiled mysteriously.
Wei Chong was speechless. He knew that Wan Heshun had sent troops, but at that time he was entrusted with something insignificant to the current situation - the county king did not trust him. That was the only answer to his smile.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about Wang Shangshu. Have you killed them all?"
"Kill them all! Don't worry, Prince, I can handle such a trivial matter easily."
In order to show more determination and loyalty, Wei Chong took out five banknotes from his bag, handed them all to Wan Heshun, and said with a smile: "These small coins are all saved in the Shangshu Mansion, each is fifty taels. Not respectful."
Wan Heshun was wary of Lu Fangxuan's machinations just now, but when he saw Wei Chong playing such childish tricks and being so self-righteous, it was laughable in comparison. He laughed and reached out to take the banknote.
Wei Chong didn't know what he meant and smiled at him. The laughter of the two was like a ferocious laugh, which was extremely loud inside and outside the room.
"It's time for me to explain something else." Wan Heshun threw the note to a slave, "I want you to do it."
"Please give me the prince's orders."
"You, go to Lu Fangxuan immediately and act as a spy."
After Wei Chong heard this, he was very pleased with himself and said, 'Those banknotes were not thrown to him in vain! ',he thinks.
"As you command!"
He immediately replied loudly.
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"General Zheng," Lu Fangxuan sat on the recliner, glanced at Zheng Shiyan, and said with a smile, "How are you feeling after being promoted?"
Zheng Shiyan shook his head calmly: "In this snobbish field, the ups and downs are unpredictable. Blessings are not permanent, and misfortunes are not permanent. How can we be happy!"
"You are indeed a scholar. You know a lot more truths and understand clearly than those arrogant warriors." Lu Fangxuan lay down and said leisurely.
"By the way, what's going on with Fang Jiancai?"
"Everything that needs to be arranged has been arranged, and the Zhenjiang government has also taken care of it. The dyeing shop will be open in the next two days," Zheng Shiyan said.
"Tell him that we must first consolidate our power in Zhenjiang and take care of the government side. Don't let Wan Heshun's hands reach elsewhere." Although Lu Fangxuan described the situation as extremely critical, he was not generally calm. . It can be said that his calmness comes from the inside out, as if it is deeply engraved in his bones, which is very different from the calm face under disguise.
"Master Lu, Master Zheng," a servant came up to the hall and bowed to the two of them, "Wei Chong is waiting outside the door and said he wants to see you."
Lu Fangxuan hesitated for a moment, turned around and looked at Zheng Shiyan's face, and then replied: "Let him come in."
"yes."
Lu Fangxuan watched the slave go down and asked Zheng Shiyan, "What's wrong with Wei Chong?"
"When I heard this name, I remembered that he was the man who killed the minister of the Ministry of Industry the night before yesterday." Zheng Shiyan knocked on the table and said.
"What is this person's background?"
"The crony named Ye Yongjia is actually a spy sent by Wan Heshun."
"What are his characteristics?"
"We don't know. After all, a thousand people speak a thousand words, and you still need to test it yourself." Zheng Shiyan said cautiously.
"There are things you can't search, people you can't see through!" Lu Fangxuan laughed, "Then let's think about it carefully and see what this person wants to do."
He stood up, "First, the fact that he has not been entrusted with important tasks shows that my brother Wan is wary of him. Secondly, Wan Heshun does not intend to kill him, but allows him to enter my house..."
"What if he came alone and was not assigned by anyone?" Zheng Shiyan was puzzled by his statement.
Lu Fangxuan shook his finger, "Impossible! Think about it, Wan Heshun hates me so much and will take strict precautions against me. How can he let Wei Chong roam around? Is it possible that there is such negligence?"
Zheng Shiyan nodded and said yes.
Lu Fangxuan was about to continue talking when he suddenly saw Wei Chong walking in the corridor, looking at this place from a distance, and he immediately stopped talking. He walked to an armchair at the back and sat upright, with a solemn expression, waiting to receive guests.
"Oh, you are waiting for me here!" After Wei rushed in, he first looked at Lu Fangxuan and said with a smile.
"After all, you are considered to be Prince Wan, so you must treat each other with courtesy. Please sit down." Lu Fangxuan pointed to the sandalwood armchair next to him.
Wei Chong sat down, looked around and saw Zheng Shiyan leaning against the wall, fiddling with the tassel on the scabbard.
"Who is...?" he asked.
"You don't have to be afraid, he is an officer under me, just listen." Lu Fangxuan said.
"Understood." Wei Chong coughed, turned away, covered his mouth, and whispered: "My coming here this time has nothing to do with Prince Wanjun."
A faint sneer appeared on Lu Fangxuan's face.
"Speak louder, no one here will know your thoughts."
