Although Zhang Shi looked ugly, he still spoke harshly.
There was no direct answer: "Fang Zhengyi, I am dead, do you think you are okay?"
"You, a civil servant, have willingly degenerated to do what you have done. Everyone will be afraid of you, and all officials will stand against you in the future."
"They are all watching how I died. If you have the guts, torture me. But let me tell you, you will never die a good death in the position you are in today!"
"I have been in the officialdom for so many years, so I can't be wrong."
Fang Zheng squatted down slowly, his eyes as calm as water, and said softly: "Do you hate me?"
"Hate! I wish I could cut you into pieces with a thousand knives. Why don't you bow to me now? I should have sent someone to kill you before Your Majesty became alert!" Zhang Shi said angrily.
Fang Zhengyi smiled slightly: "I don't hate you. No one in this world deserves my hate. This is the difference between you and me."
"You can only guess the future in the fog, but I can see farther and clearer than you. In my hands, the Imperial Guard will be like you can't imagine."
"You are right, all the officials are watching how I treat you. Your Majesty has appointed a new royal guard, and everyone is worried about what the future situation will be like."
"Especially when it was in my hands, they were even more worried. But they were wrong. I never thought about embarrassing anyone, and I might even step in to protect him at critical moments."
"The same goes for you. If you cooperate with me, not only will I not torture you this time, but I may even be able to save your family's life. As long as you obediently reveal the location of the bank and the information about King Wu."
Zhang Shi's face was full of disdain, and he said sarcastically: "What you say is pretty good. Do you think I will believe you?"
"His Majesty trusts you and appoints you as the Commander of the Imperial Guards. You have the power to handle all the cases in the world. With your ability to throw dirty water, why don't you just let whoever you want die die?"
"With the prince surrounding you, won't you be even more lawless when he ascends the throne in the future? Congratulations, Mr. Fang, you are already above ten thousand people at such a young age!"
"But don't get too proud too early. You will be like me. The higher you stand, the more painful it will be when you fall!"
Fang Zheng sighed: "I'm different from you. I don't value power or wealth. I only pursue happiness in my life. Do you understand happiness? You don't understand. Your realm is too low."
Mr. Yan next door suddenly laughed loudly: "You hypocritical villain!! You actually have the nerve to say that you don't value wealth. It is said that your newspaper office is making a lot of money every day, but the reporters are as poor as dogs. You are not a founder." Greedy?!”
Fang Zheng picked up the stick on the ground, went up and gave him a few sticks!
Mr. Yan immediately huddled on the ground, not daring to say a word.
Fang Zhengyi was a little puzzled.
Has the news spread outside the newspaper like this? Before he left, reporters had a job that everyone envied. How could such words be spread now? Could it be that there were too many new people and people were complaining?
It seems that the problem should be solved as soon as possible, otherwise I will lose my skin?
"How, Mr. Zhang, I've wasted so much time talking, what do you think?"
Zhang Shi shook his head: "I won't believe every word you say!"
There was no need to worry, but Fang Zhengyi still remained patient, calmed down and continued: "I don't want to embarrass you. You are right, if my methods are too ruthless, all the officials will be wary of me."
"So I'm trying to find a way to get you a good result. Logically speaking, the King of Wu has actually made a contribution to the country, and you, as an accomplice, can be regarded as meritorious to a certain extent."
"I like fairness the most. Beating someone to death with a stick is not my style. I hate sitting in groups even more. I kill the whole family at every turn."
Frankly speaking, Fang Zhengyi really didn't want to make him miserable.
Of course, it's mainly for your own consideration.
Jin Yiwei has too much power, and all the officials are really afraid that he will throw dirty water. No one in the court is clean, and you can always find fault if you find fault.
The Sword of Damocles hangs over everyone's head and may fall at any time.
He is now the sword holder, and all the officials may act based on his expression.
If one thing is bad and everyone is in danger, that is not what Fang Zhengyi wants to see.
If the situation continues to develop as normal, it wouldn't be surprising if the successor creates some kind of literary inquisition or something like that.
It has evolved to the point where among the people, ghosts may not be able to call ghosts and call them Ah Piao, money cannot be called money and rice is called Dabuliu, and death cannot be called mouth.
The king wants his ministers to speak, and the ministers have to speak... He speaks like a fool...
In the Ming Dynasty, starting from Lao Zhu's generation and ending with Emperor Tianqi, they all conducted literary prisons, and the main force was naturally none other than Jin Yiwei.
Are literal inquisitions a bad thing? This is not necessarily the case for the upper echelons. This is an excellent weapon to fight against dissidents.
But the side effects on the whole are also huge, destroying trust, corrupting officialdom, imprisoning ideas, distorting culture, and constraining creativity...
Now we see that King Wu has gone overseas, capital has sprouted, and the private employment system has begun to develop. If the path goes astray, the consequences will be huge.
The system has inertia. As long as Jinyiwei is reversed from the beginning, he may embark on a different path.
Zhang Shi still had an expression on his face that said, "I've seen through you. Stop talking about it, I don't want to hear it."
Fang Zheng resisted the urge to beat him, stepped forward and whispered, "How about I give you a bottle of poison?"
"You will die in prison without suffering the pain of your flesh and blood. It is a certainty that you have committed a sin against the Yi tribe. You just took the position of the bank. I will go to His Majesty to intercede and maybe there is still a chance of survival."
Zhang Shi's eyes changed: "Are you really so kind?"
"Otherwise, do you want me to torture you to death, make everyone fear me, push myself to be the opposite of all the officials, and end up with nothing good in the end?" Fang Zhengyi smiled and said, "I want to be a good person and make friends with everyone. I wonder if you will give me this chance?"
“…..”
The atmosphere became silent, and Zhang Shi was thinking.
Fang Zheng was not in a hurry and waited for him quietly.
The only panicked person was Mr. Yan. Although he was old, his ears still worked well.
He could have heard what he said before. Fang Zhengyi was discussing the deal and said he could save the lives of Zhang Shi's family.
Zhang Shi is not a fool. He is thinking about it now, which shows that there is really something to play!
Mr. Yan crawled over excitedly, lying on the wooden railing and staring at Zhang Shi nervously.
The Yan family is also rich, and now that it is certain to die, he is willing to trade it for the life of a younger member of the family!
After thinking for a long time, Zhang Shi stood up, stared at Fang Zheng, bowed slowly, and said seriously: "Master Fang, I don't know if you are lying to me, but there is no other hope. I have three treasuries, and I can give you one of them now. , I will see Holy Destiny and Poison tomorrow, I hope you can keep your promise."
"Deal." Fang Zheng said two words softly.
Mr. Yan on the side suddenly jumped up and shouted loudly: "Master Fang! Master Fang! My family is also rich, so can I!"
Fang Zheng glanced at him coldly: "Die!"
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Also, later, let’s watch it tomorrow morning
