Before Fang Zheng exited the imperial study, he looked at the emperor's face and hesitated to speak.

He wanted to ask if the prince was involved in this rebellion. After all, Pan Shangshu was the prince's teacher. According to convention, both master and disciple wore the same pair of trousers. Pan Shangshu was playing with fire. Could the prince just

Innocent?

After thinking about it, he still didn't ask. In addition to not wanting to get too involved in the royal family's disputes, he also felt that the emperor had been a little exhausted mentally and physically by the betrayal of his ministers, and Fang Zheng didn't want him to think that he was a failure anymore.

's father.

After walking out of the palace gate, Fang Zheng stretched out. The autumn air was crisp and the weather was very good. But he felt as if a big stone was weighing on his heart. Rebellion, mutiny, usurpation of the throne, these dogs could only be seen in novels and TV in previous lives.

I actually encountered a blood-soaked plot and got caught up in it. It was really a twist of fate.

From this point of view, the feudal dictatorship still has many disadvantages. Everyone covets the throne that can respond to a hundred calls and command the world. If it is a constitutional monarchy like Western countries, no matter who is the emperor, there is no power in the hands, and all you can do is eat and drink.

Have fun, do charity, and wave to the cheering crowd. Even if the emperor gave it to Pan Shangshu, I guess he would not do it? Not only would he refuse to do it, he might even fight to the death and hold a brick to his head.

, "Whoever wants me to be the emperor, I'll show you what's inside!"

After all, power hurts people.

There may be turmoil in the capital recently. Fang Zheng is wondering whether he should send his parents out of the capital to escape. This cannot be blamed on him for being selfish. The country belongs to everyone and the home belongs to him. It is his responsibility to protect the safety of his family.

Later, I thought about it and forget it. I don’t know which army outside the capital is guaranteed to rebel one day. By then, there may be even more chaos outside the capital. Even if you are the richest man in the Chinese Dynasty, in the face of a disaster of weapons, you will be different from ordinary people.

There is no difference between ordinary people. Besides, the emperor has decreed that the marriage will take place next month, and the Fang Mansion is preparing with great fanfare. How could the parents leave?

In the next half month, Fang Zheng was busy. In addition to analyzing the intelligence constantly sent from various places, he also took care of the training of newcomers in the shadow camp.

The killer brother is very qualified for his job as an instructor. Among all the training courses, the class he teaches is the most difficult, and it is the only one where attrition occurs. There are several students who consider themselves to be highly skilled and bold.

After Brother Killer taught him a little bit about the unique skills of throwing knives, he didn't realize how high the world was. He thought he had inherited the mantle of Brother Killer and wanted to challenge difficult moves, so they blindfolded themselves and shot throwing knives.

The result was obviously that after accidentally injuring the thighs of several students who were watching the fun, these brave and talented students were beaten up by the killer brother and put in solitary confinement.

The old members of the shadow were sent out to perform tasks, and intelligence kept coming. There was no movement from several armies outside the capital. They were still training, eating, and sleeping as usual. There was no tension about the impending war. Fang Zheng couldn't help but wonder, Pan

When is that old fellow, the Minister, going to start an uprising? He can't live for more than a few days at his age. If he doesn't seize the time, who will he rebel against when he is in the coffin?

Half a month passed in a flash, and soon it was the ninth day of the lunar month. The flower viewing party held by the prince began with the anticipation of many officials and celebrities.

The reason why the flower viewing party is so valued by everyone is not only because the organizer is the future prince of the country, but also because it is a gathering place for literati. Whenever literati gather, they will inevitably recite poems and make them elegant. If you can compose your poems well,

If you are good, you are very likely to gain the respect of the prince. The prince will recommend it to the emperor in the name of promoting talents, bypassing the cruel competition of the imperial examination and easily becoming an official. Therefore, many people are famous for their talents among the people, but the imperial examination always fails.

It can be said that the talented and failed people are eager to go to the flower viewing party, and they want to get in but can't get it.

The flower viewing party was held in Yihong Garden on the outskirts of the capital. Yihong Garden was the villa of an official in the former dynasty, and was later bought by the prince with a large sum of money. Rare flowers from all over the country are planted in the garden, ranging from common orchids and lotuses.

Chrysanthemums, precious Phalaenopsis, Oncidium, Wild Goose Red and so on. In the high autumn season, the garden is full of fragrant osmanthus and orchids, and the scenery is really charming.

The guards of the Prince's Palace were guarding the gate outside the garden, and no one without an invitation was allowed to enter.

People who were invited early in the morning came in groups. Luxurious and noble carriages slowly entered the garden with the fragrance of flowers on the ground. Everyone was smiling, going back and forth with courtesy, and they were graceful. There were also wealthy officials and families.

The young ladies and ladies, taking advantage of this rare opportunity to go out, gathered in twos and threes in an unnoticed corner, whispering and smiling coquettishly...

Everything seemed so relaxed and happy, like entering a painting.

Not far outside the garden gate, there is a disharmonious scene.

A thief-minded young man in well-dressed clothes with a wicked smile on his face was walking back and forth among the people attending the meeting.

"Oh! Isn't this shopkeeper Zhang's? Are you really here? Well, actually this flower viewing party is quite boring. How about you go back and transfer the invitation to me?"

"Why? Didn't you sell this to me for five thousand taels of silver?" Shopkeeper Zhang was unhappy.

"It's full of dandy boys and girls. We are all businessmen. Do you think it would be interesting to be among those people?"

"I don't care if it's interesting or not. I'm here to discuss business. Maybe some rich young man thinks that my store in the south of the city has a future and is willing to provide money to do business together."

"Okay, hurry in..."

"Oh! Isn't this Boss Zhou? Why are you here in person? I would like to advise you to go back quickly. This flower viewing party is boring. I will invite you to Yicui Tower to drink flower wine tonight. - You

Can you send me the invitation?"

"Why? Didn't you sell this to me? It cost me five thousand taels."

"Brother, can you buy it back again?"

"Okay, you pay ten thousand taels, and I'll sell it to you again."

The young man was shocked: "Why don't you go and grab it? It has doubled in just a few days. Are you crazy about money?"

"This moment is the same as that moment. Do you want it? If not, I can go in." After saying this, Boss Zhou shook his sleeves and left without looking back.

"Profiteer! Shameless!" The young man cursed fiercely behind his back.

There is no doubt that this young man is none other than Young Master Fang Zheng.

As for why he was running up and down the world outside the garden gate to buy invitations, the reason was very simple. It was the aftermath of selling invitations with the little princess that day - when he got excited about selling, he also sold his own invitation.

Well. He himself is just a fifth-grade idle official, and he is not arrogant enough to dare to let His Highness the Crown Prince, so he has the current predicament of being unable to get in.

While he was lamenting why there were more profiteers than good people in this world, a familiar figure caught his eye.

Xiao Huaiyuan!

Why is this kid here? Later, when I thought about it, I was relieved. This kid works in the Prince's Mansion, so it is very reasonable and logical for him to appear here.

"Hey! Brother Xiao! Long time no see, how are you?" Fang Zheng waved his hands happily and shouted, regardless of the sideways glances of the literati passing by.

Xiao Huaiyuan was standing at the door to welcome guests. He was stunned when he heard the shouting. The voice was so familiar that he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.

But he still pretended not to hear and didn't even look back.

However, he still underestimated Fang Zheng's determination to establish friendship with his acquaintances.

Fang Zheng still shouted regardless: "Brother Xiao! Xiao Huaiyuan! It's me, your closest friend, a good brother with integrity, Fang Zheng! Why are you ignoring me?"

Xiao Huaiyuan heard that his teeth were sore and he became angry. He was about to walk into the garden as if nothing had happened to avoid the harassment of the plague god. The guard standing at the gate of the garden couldn't listen anymore and couldn't help but persuade: "Mr. Xiao

, that friend of yours has been calling me for a long time, why don't you go up and get to know him, this... people here are all literati, and it's too inappropriate to yell, and I'm afraid that His Highness the Crown Prince will blame you.

…”

Xiao Huaiyuan raised his head, sighed heavily, walked slowly to Fang Zheng with a straight face, and said coldly: "Okay, stop screaming."

When Fang Zheng saw that he was finally willing to come out and recognize each other, he said dissatisfiedly: "You are so young, why are you deaf? Didn't you hear me calling you so many times?"

"...What on earth do you want to do?" Xiao Huaiyuan really had nothing to do with him.

"Nonsense, I want to go in."

"Don't you have an invitation? You can go in directly. Why are you yelling outside?"

"Haha, there were invitations originally, but I'm too generous. I sent one here and there, but it's gone."

"To put it nicely, is it sold?" Xiao Huaiyuan snorted dissatisfiedly. Thinking of Fang Zheng snatching his invitations, he felt angry. Originally, he wanted to sell a few of them himself, but Fang Zheng snatched them all.

.

"Hehe, it's all the same. I just happened to see you, good brother! There is this life, but there is no afterlife. Come on, take me in."

"No! Find a way to go by yourself." Xiao Huaiyuan turned and left.

"If you don't take me in, I will go home. When His Highness the Crown Prince asks, I will tell him that no one has come to invite me. I don't even know there is such a thing as a flower viewing party..."...

.

Xiao Huaiyuan stopped, looked up to the sky and sighed: "...How could I know you!"

In this way, Fang Zheng was smoothly brought into the garden gate by Xiao Huaiyuan.

"Don't be so sullen. It's so ugly. Your image represents the Prince's Mansion. Come on, smile..." Fang Zheng enlightened him along the way.

When passing by the gate of the garden, Fang Zheng heard the conversation of the guards guarding the gate.

"...It's strange, there are so many new faces here today."

"What's the new face?"

"There seem to be many shopkeepers from big business houses in the capital. I wonder why His Highness the Crown Prince invited them? This is a gathering place for literati."

"Did you check their invitation carefully?"

"I checked and the invitation is genuine."

"That's fine, no matter what, as long as the invitation is genuine, it's not our responsibility."

After hearing this, Fang Zheng smiled secretly and looked up, only to see Xiao Huaiyuan giving him a fierce look.

Putting a banknote in Xiao Huaiyuan's hand, Fang Zheng said with a smile: "Okay, don't look at me like that, it's so awkward. This is your dividend. We have settled this matter. You

Go and do your work, no need to greet me..."

Fang Zheng waved his sleeves and walked away gracefully.

Xiao Huaiyuan unfolded it and took a look, and couldn't help but get angry: "One hundred taels? This bastard! Are you sending beggars?"

The flowers in Yihong Garden are the most famous in the capital. Since they are guarded by the guards of the Prince's Mansion all the year round, ordinary people have no chance to see these dazzling and beautiful flowers. Today, the Prince invited many guests, which surprised the ladies.

, so the figures of women are everywhere in the garden, laughing and playing, admiring and astonishing, the birds and birds are dancing, the birds are fat and the birds are thin, adding a bit of refreshing fragrance to the garden that is already full of flowers.
To be continued...