Seeing that Fang Zheng was silent, he lowered his head and thought about something.
Emperor Jing frowned and said, "I'm talking, do you hear me?"
Fang Zheng was excited one by one: "I know, it will definitely be fine in two years!"
Emperor Jing shook his head helplessly: "It's not that I want to force you, the gunpowder is extraordinary. I have a hunch that this thing will definitely change the pattern of war!"
Fang Zheng immediately stood in awe!
The emperor has two brushes! Just seeing gunpowder in the memorial made me think of so much.
But that's also a good thing.
Emperor Jing and his son were full of martial virtue, and they were not afraid of a situation like the Northern Song Dynasty, which focused on economic development and neglected military strength.
It is good to be able to buy peace through economic means.
But it’s really annoying to develop a habit!
National defense is the foundation of the country. Having a sword and not using it are not the same thing as not having a sword in your hand...
Seeing that Fang Zhengyi was in a daze again, Emperor Jing waved his hand: "Let's go! It's getting late. Go back and get ready. You don't have to go to court in the next few days."
Haha, I wasn’t planning to come either!
Fang Zheng and his party bowed and prepared to turn around and leave.
"Wait a minute!" Emperor Jing's voice sounded from behind.
"The prince must not fool around for too long! Don't let him mention the rumors about insects to outsiders again."
"I don't care what he does, but you can't talk nonsense outside!"
"A few days ago, that traitor actually told me that the earth under my feet is round. Did you teach me that? That's ridiculous!"
"And you! I heard from the prince that you are still researching that penicillin, right?! A court official spends all day researching poisons. You are shameless and I am shameless! Stop it!"
"?!"
Who the hell is researching poison? If an emperor said this about me, how should I record it in the history books?
If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have messed around with it, TV dramas are killing people!
Fang Zheng was about to cry but had no tears. He was embarrassed on the spot, not knowing what to do for a moment.
But I couldn't explain it for a while, so I could only say, "But the earth is round..."
"Get out!"
"..."
I fucking said the earth is round, and you tell me to get lost?
Fang Zheng left cursing in his heart.
As soon as he walked out of the door, he met Guo Tianyang with a smile on his face.
"Brother Xian, are you out?"
Fang Zheng replied in surprise: "Ah, Brother Guo, I just have something to tell you!"
As he said this, he hugged Guo Tianyang and walked aside.
Guo Tianyang, who was caught off guard, could only follow him reluctantly to the corner, and said with difficulty: "Xiandi! Xiandi! What are you doing! How decent is it to hug me!"
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Brother Guo, what do we have to worry about in this relationship? How much money have you charged me! Besides, who can gossip about you at your age?"
"Keep your voice down! You have something to say!" Guo Tianyang's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.
Is it because we are so old that we mess with you? !
Fang Zhengyi asked: "Water God Sect, have you heard of it?"
Guo Tianyang looked at him suspiciously.
Why is this kid asking this? Do you want to compete with me for work again?
Your Majesty has already asked Dongchang to resolve this matter. Are you asking me this now? !
After thinking wildly for a while, Guo Tianyang said in a strange tone: "Brother Xian, did your Majesty tell you about Jin Yiwei again?"
"It's not that our family is petty. Do you know how much money it has cost Dongchang since its establishment?"
"That can't be accomplished within a few years... Let's talk about our subordinates..."
Guo Tianyang kept thinking casually, and Fang Zhengyi's brows were already knitted.
What does this say? The preface does not match the postscript.
Why is this old eunuch so imaginative?
Seeing that he had no intention of stopping, he quickly stopped him and said, "Brother Guo, stop talking."
"It has nothing to do with Jin Yiwei. Even if there are Jin Yiwei, I still have to rely on you to take care of me."
As he said that, he stuffed another banknote into it.
Guo Tianyang's complexion improved.
That's the only good thing about this guy. If you have anything to do, just give our family money!
More diligent than our godsons!
If you really get a godson... you will die of joy, right?
It's a pity...this kid ran too fast and missed the opportunity!
"Ahem! Speaking of the Water God Sect, it has something to do with Jianjiang Shuiyuan. The floods were serious at that time, and the Water God Sect took the opportunity to recruit believers, but they were quickly suppressed by the officers and soldiers!"
"It was later discovered that the leader of the Water God Sect was actually a remnant of the Qian Kingdom. His Majesty ordered Dongchang to eliminate them nationwide."
"Now, all of them have been wiped out! I haven't found the bandit leader, but it doesn't matter, there are only two or three kittens!"
"Haha, these people from the Qian Kingdom are so stupid that they actually want to restore the Qian Kingdom."
Guo Tianyang looked disdainful.
Fang Zheng felt relieved.
I see... I seem to have heard someone mention it before, but I didn't pay attention to it.
This won’t be a big problem!
It turns out that they are a bunch of little scumbags who want to go back to their old ways, and the name they gave them is not classy!
Even if you call Tiandi Hui, people will look up to you!
The Water God Sect...sounds like it's out of place.
"That's it! Brother Guo is so smart!" Fang Zhengyi boasted.
Guo Tianyang rolled his eyes at him: "Brother Guo, do you really think that I, the Dongchang, are just working for a living? That's it! I won't tell you anymore, our family has to go find His Majesty, and we should keep a low profile in front of others in the future! It's important. What if that monk goes out and makes a lot of noise?"
"What monk?" Fang Zhengyi asked in confusion.
"It's that Beirong monk!"
"..."
............
Inside Fang Mansion.
A group of people were sitting around the table.
The table is filled with all kinds of weapons, hidden weapons, and poisons.
Fang Zheng picked them up and put them down one by one, sometimes nodding and sometimes shaking his head.
Everyone was confused and Xiao Tao asked: "Master, what are you doing?"
Fang Zhengyi ignored it, picked up a small green porcelain bottle without a label and asked, "What kind of poison is this? Why isn't it labeled?"
"This is penicillin. The one sent to me by the county was said to be extremely toxic." Zhang Biao answered honestly.
“…..”
After suppressing the anger in his heart, Fang Zheng slowly put down the bottle and looked at everyone: "You all know that a Beirong monk came to the city recently."
"He brought a man named Heishan Chilie. This man is extremely brave! He will have a competition with Zhang Biao in five days!"
"I called you here today because I have special work arrangements for you."
"Really!!?" Zhang Biao was ecstatic after hearing this!
"Really! And this battle can only be won but not defeated! So we must be fully prepared!"
"Zhang Biao, you have been training hard during this period, especially with hidden weapons!"
"Rufa, go and teach him some Beirong dialect. It will be useful when the time comes."
"Xiao Bai, Ning Xin, you two are responsible for cooking for him. Even if he is hungry in the middle of the night, let him feed me well. His body must not go wrong."
Xiao Tao took the initiative and said, "What about me? What should I do?"
"When the hidden weapon is selected, you can make a new set of clothes for Zhang Biao."
"The day of the competition will be chosen at the football field. Then the emperor, officials, and even the people of the city will go to watch. No one can see the dirty tricks used!"
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