Chapter 295 Que Tianhou Li Ling

Meng Ziqing was stunned. He didn't expect that You Zongzheng was so polite just now, 'Suddenly so ** naked now!

"And, are you still thinking about how to deal with Fang Yun? Humph! I see that you have executed too many princes, grandchildren and concubines. I don't know what your surname is! Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you really want to deal with Fang Yun, you should quickly put out the idea. Otherwise, I don't know how to die! - This boy of the Fang family is not so easy to deal with!,,

Leaving this sentence, the right Zong brushed his big sleeves and turned around and walked to the deepest part of the patriarch's mansion.

Meng Ziqing stood still in a daze, saying no words for a long time...

In the depths of the patriarchal mansion.

After the cover of the deep palace veil, there is a white jade bed, white jade **, and a white shadow plate can be faintly seen sitting on it. The breath of this figure is many times stronger than that of the Right Zongzheng.

"See the order!"

Right Zong was standing outside the threshold. He bent down and said respectfully.

"Hmm." The figure of Bai Yu** seemed to nod slightly: "Have you seen it?"

"Lord Huizongling, I have seen it."

Right is the right way.

"How do you feel?"

The voice of Zongling came from behind the palace gauze, with a sense of majesty.

You Zong was meditated and said after a moment:

"This son is bold and careful, soft and hard to eat! And the martial arts cultivation is extremely high, which is difficult to deal with"

"Hahahaha!" The Mysterious Order laughed:

"If the person with the dragon's fate is easy to deal with, wouldn't he have died early! Even if it's not easy to deal with, don't deal with it!"

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the palace yarn separated, and a thin piece of Qingyang paper flew out from behind, full of dragon flying cursive script. Right Zong was taking a look and saw that the ink on it was not dry. Obviously, it had just been written.

"Isn't this little marquis just promoted to general? Give me an order, take this letter, prepare a congratulatory gift, and send it to the Sifang Marquis's Mansion!"

You Zongzheng's body was shocked and shouted in his heart, "A big face, a big face! With the words of Zong Ling, I'm afraid no one dares to deal with this little marquis in the capital and in the future!"

The Zongrenfu supervises the world for the royal family and has the largest intelligence network in the world. With the handwriting of this clan order, Fang Yun can call the information of the clan's mansion as long as it is lit up at the critical moment. This can't be asked for by many people!

"Okay. Go!"

The figure behind the palace gauze said lightly.

"Yes, Lord Zong Ling!"

Right Zong answered and retreated. But he did not go to the Sifanghou Mansion, but turned a corner and followed the stone steps into the ground. The underground of the clan mansion looks much bigger than the ground. In terms of space, it has expanded by at least 50 times.

These underground rooms are divided into compartments, with countless torches on the walls. In every room, there are countless clerks busy with their work. In front of them, there is a thick pile of information. And behind him, there are different categories, thick volumes stuffed in the bookshelf.

Right Zong is coming to the innermost room, where five clerks are busy.

"I said, you write it down!"

Right Zong said indifferently.

"Yes, my lord!"

Several respectfully said.

Then, You Zong talked about all the details of the meeting, and the five clerks were responsible for grinding ink, recording and preparing blank files.

"All right!"

When You Zong finished the last word, one of the clerks stuffed the handwritten file into the kraft paper. Then he was sent into a bookshelf full of files behind him. At the top of this row of bookshelves, a person's name is written:

"Fang Yun!"

Fang Yun sat in a carriage and rushed straight to the house. Sooner or later, the Queen's place and the patriarch's house will come. After solving these two problems, a big stone fell in Fang Yun's heart, which was much easier.

"Luckin!"

Some distance away from the Marquis of Sifang, the coachman suddenly stopped.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Fang Yunhuo opened his eyes.

"Little marquis, I'm really sorry. The road ahead is blocked!"

The coachman's road.

Fang Yun frowned and walked out of the car. At this look, he immediately laughed. I saw two long cars parked on both sides of the street passing in front of the Sifang Houfu. The names outside the carriages are different. There are generals, some civilian marquis, and some officials. At a glance, I'm not afraid of nearly a thousand cars.

"It seems that the news that I have reached the ground level has been spread!"

Fang Yun smiled in his heart. The carriage that transports goods is different from the carriage you take, which is open. Big red boxes ** outside. Fang Yun estimated that the matter that he had received the seal of the general of the Pingyao from the military department had spread out. These are all here to congratulate and give gifts. The scale of this gift is much larger than the time when Fang Yun won the head of Wenwu.

"Little marquis, it's little marquis!"

"Little marquis, it's little marquis!"

As soon as Fang Yun got out of the carriage, someone immediately recognized him.

A black Confucian costume, a scribe dressed as a master, held a black folding fan in his hand, and walked over with a smile:

', the master of the county guard of Zhongzhou, I have seen the little marquis. Congratulations to the little marquis for establishing the general of the demon!"

Although Fang Yun was awarded the title of General, this name was far from as loud as the little marquis. Moreover, he is really young. Therefore, everyone is still used to calling him little marquis.

"Sure enough, it's the little marquis!"

As soon as there was a movement here, the crowd became lively. People came down from the carriage and gathered in the direction of Fang Yun.

"Hahaha", Fang Yun suddenly laughed, flew high, skimmed the crowd, and fell in front of the gate of the Sifang Hou Mansion: "Thank you for coming to congratulate. Due to the large number of people, I'm afraid I can't receive them one by one. Everyone, please write your name on the gift and leave the gift!"

Due to Zhao Boyan's relationship, Fang Yun now has more than a thousand more people. It's different from the tens of thousands of soldiers under his. Those subordinates have the court to pay him, but these people can only be Fang Yun's own money. If you want to maintain more than a thousand people and let them sell noodles for themselves, you have to throw gold and silver treasures every day. It's not a small expense!

"The little marquis said it was very true!"

Everyone waited outside the door for a long time, and now it's getting dark. Fang Yun saved their polite words, but the effect of courtesy was still achieved. Why don't they do it!

"Go out and receive gifts!"

Fang Yun said to the maids and maids of the Hou Mansion behind him.

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"Yes, little marquis!"

All 300 people from Sifang Houfu were sent by Fang Yun to receive gifts. One by one, they smiled and held the gifts and entered the Sifanghou Mansion.

"Congratulations to the little marquis on his promotion to the general of Pingyao. I'm afraid it's just around the corner to be awarded the king and worshipping the marquis in the future!"

At this moment, Fang Yun only felt that the figure in front of him flashed, and there was an elegant man in gorgeous clothes. Que Tianhou!"

Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, and then recognized the identity of this person. The last time I was promoted to general, I heard that this person came to the Hou Mansion to congratulate him. However, Fang Yun also heard that when Yang Hong was canonized as the Marquis of Wu, this person was also cheeky and congratulated with a smile on his face. Among the civilian marquis, it is a typical wall grass!

"This is a little bit of my heart. I hope the little marquis can accept it!"

Li Ling, the Marquis of Quetian, smiled and opened the lid of the box with his palm, revealing six clear water blue beads.

Fang Yun looked behind Que Tianhou. Several servants behind him, each holding a box in his arms, and Que Tianhou's box was taken out of one of the boxes. In addition to this, there are many such boxes in it.

"Although this Que Tianhou is a wall grass, it seems that the financial resources are not small!"

Fang Yun originally wanted to refuse this Que Tianhou. When he saw this box of top jewels, he immediately withdrew his attention. Although Li Ling, the Marquis of Quetian, is a little pregnant, he is extremely rich. The fat sheep sent up in this way will not be slaughtered.

"The Marquis of Quetian has a heart! I have received this gift!"

This kind of best jewel is sold, and each one is worth nearly a thousand taels of gold. With so many boxes, it is worth at least eight million taels of gold. This is a lot of money.

Seeing Fang Yun receiving the gift, Que Tianhou was relieved. Well, it's not easy to make wall grass. In addition to being thick-skinned, you also have to have a lot of money. Every time you ride the wall, it means that there will be more blood. Fortunately, he has nothing else, but he has a lot of money!

"Marquis, I have something to do next, and I still want to bother the marquis." Fang Yun suddenly said.

"Oh? Just say it, little marquis. Li Ling immediately raised his spirit. There were not many opportunities for such flattry.

"It's like this. Soon, it will be my mother's birthday. But I haven't been able to find a good gift..."

Fang Yun looked embarrassed.

Li Ling's eyelids jumped twice and said bravely, "Don't worry, little marquis, this matter is up to me!"

"Hahaha! Then I'll thank you in advance for my mother!"

Fang Yun patted Li Ling on the shoulder and walked into the house with a laugh.

Just kidding! If you want to sew between him and Yang Hong, how can there be such a good thing! It's impossible to be a wall grass without paying a price!

In the evening, Fang Yun summoned Zhao Boyan and asked his men to find some ideas. The gift sent during the day is worth 25 million taels of gold! Among them, Li Ling, the Marquis of Quetian, sent the most.

"Your Excellency, so much money.

It's enough for us to support our expenses for a long time.

After Zhao Boyan finished the count, he was also a little shocked. If you give a gift at a time, there will be more than 20 million taels of gold, which is also the extremely rich of the Zhou Dynasty. Otherwise, don't even think about it.

"In a moment, you can take these gifts away in batches. Sell all these things into coins."

Fang Yun waved his hand.

"Hmm."

Zhao Boyan nodded. He has more than a thousand people, and there are all kinds of people. Among them, pawns and jewelry can digest these things.

"In addition, the person who called you, keep an eye on the palace gate for me. As soon as you find Meng Ziqing leaving the palace gate, let me know immediately.

Fang Yun said, with a touch of killing in his eyes.

Zhao Boyan was secretly shocked. He has been in Shangjing for a long time, and he gradually understands the form of Shangjing. Meng Ziqing, but the right clan of the clan's mansion! Fang Yun actually wants to deal with him!

"Yes! I'm going to do it now," Zhao Boyan said.

"Young master, a letter was sent to the clan's mansion!"

At this moment, the housekeeper Liang Bo came over. ( To be continued, if you want to know what will happen, please support the author and support the genuine reading!) Y