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Chapter 144: Please Address Me as General Cheng

  Chapter 145

  Qiao Ye is a straightforward fellow.

  He couldn't withstand Fang Bao's piercing gaze, and with a blush, he said: "It's true that some thieves sent some silver to my home, I repaid the debt, and now there are still some left!"

  Huh?

  Fang Bo Shan's eyes widened in surprise, "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it. I always thought that only people like me with a sly and cunning look would do such things, but I didn't think you, Jiao Ye, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, would betray me too."

  "Still not going to get it for me? Each of your families can't be short of a single coin!"

  Now in Fang Bo's eyes, Cheng Dairen is not only a confidant of the King of Youzhou but also a close friend of Qi Dejian. Obviously, neither of them can be offended.

  What's more, I didn't even get a single penny, but you guys are all eating to your heart's content, this kind of thing... don't even think about it!

  Master Fang is meticulous with money matters, not a single cent can be wrong. Master Fang's surname is Fang, the same as Kong Fang's brother!

  The final result shocked Fang Bo-shan, from the small prison cooks to the powerful general Qiao Ye, even his own housekeeper had taken silver from the Frog Inn. It can be said that with Cheng Da-lei as the center, anyone who had any connection with him was bribed by the Frog Inn. No wonder Cheng Da-lei could enjoy such treatment in prison...

  This is what happens when you buy a big thunder, if you buy your own brain, I guess...

  Thinking of this, Fang Bo-shan suddenly felt that his life was not secure at all.

  The lord's mansion, rear residence.

  Cheng Darui soaked in the wooden tub for a while, attended by the maid to bathe and change clothes, and braid his hair... From inside to outside, he was refreshed. If it were before, Cheng Darui would not be used to being stared at by 15 or 16-year-old little girls when washing up, but in recent days, due to getting along with Liu Qi, Cheng Darui had become accustomed to many things.

  That old saying goes: People can't change the world, they can only change themselves to adapt to the world.

  Cheng Darui was led by the maid to the hall, where Qi Deqiang and Fang Boshan were waiting. As Cheng Darui walked in slowly, both of them stood up at the same time.

  "General Cheng is so handsome!" Fang Bo-shan immediately praised: "This suit looks like it was tailor-made for General Cheng!"

  "Really? When I used to buy clothes, salespeople would often say: 'Sir, you look so handsome in this, this piece of clothing really suits you.'"

  "...". Zhide Qiang.

  Fang Baoshan

  A maid brought a copper mirror to the front of Cheng Daren, and Cheng Daren carefully examined his appearance in the mirror. Indeed, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, this imperial official uniform is really exquisite, with black clouds and white jade, elegant and refined, not at all like the gaudy and cheap goods of later generations.

  His temples were drooping with age, his hair was combed without a single strand out of place. Cheng Dalai nodded slightly: it's possible that Fang Bo-shan wasn't boasting about himself, but just telling the truth.

  "Huh, I used to have this illusion when buying clothes and paying bills too."

  "General Cheng, all of Lord's other rewards are here."

  Zide Qiang stretched out his hand and pointed to several objects beside him: a suit of armor, one hundred taels of white silver, a waist knife, and an official seal.

  To say that Yang Long's reward was already very sincere, just this fine steel fish scale armor would not be worth less than several dozen taels of silver. However, Cheng Dalai usually didn't have the habit of wearing armor, he casually picked up the military seal.

  It is quite heavy, made of black iron, with four characters engraved on the bottom: "Left General Cheng".

  But... why is a toad sitting on the official seal?

  "Cheng Jiang, do you like it? This is specially made for you by our master." Qi Deqiang.

  Cheng Dali took a deep breath and said solemnly: "I am willing to hold the reins for my lord, and die only after that!"

  Fang Bo Shan was taken aback: This person's feelings for the King of Youzhou are so deep!

  He waved his hand and let his men bring over the boxes.

  "General Cheng, haha, these past few days have indeed caused General Cheng some hardship. It's like the saying goes: 'A flood has destroyed the Dragon King Temple, and one family member doesn't recognize another.' My subordinates are blind to the truth; this silver must still be returned to General Cheng."

  Those several trunks were filled with about three to four thousand taels of silver, and naturally, the ones sent out by the toad's relatives were even more. However, after being squandered by these people, only this much is left now.

  Qiao Ye and others stood at the door with a guilty expression, waiting to be punished. Their eyes couldn't help but glance at the silver in the box, and it was as if they were cutting their own flesh when they spat out the swallowed silver. How could they not feel heartbroken?

  Cheng Da Lei smiled and said, "Everyone has been working hard recently. Today... General is taking office, so I'll consider this silver as a thank you to my brothers. Let the brothers take it down and divide it up."

  It's still a bit awkward for me to use this title for myself.

  Everyone looked at Cheng Da Lei with astonished eyes, their eyes flashing with a red glow like flies seeing blood, and then almost in unison said: "Thank you General Cheng!"

  Even Qizhongqiang had a few points of admiration for Cheng Darui's momentum, which was a real one-thousand-gold-throw. At the same time, he also felt some vigilance: a mountain bandit who is not greedy for wealth, then what is he greedy for?

  After this matter is over, he must be eliminated, this person... cannot be left alive.

  "Master Fang, there are still a few of my brothers in jail, would you mind releasing them all together?"

  Fang Bo Shan: "Cheng..."

  "General Cheng can rest assured, I will immediately go and release his brother. Isn't General Cheng's brother also our brother?" The prison head said hastily.

  Fang Bo Shan gave him a stern glance before bursting into laughter and saying: "My subordinates will handle it well."

  It will be handled properly, and it might even be handled better than if you were to instruct them yourself.

  "Also, I have some private matters to discuss with Lord Fang alone, can General Qi..."

  "I understand, I understand. It's just what I wanted, to go out for a walk."

  Zide strode out of the hall, meanwhile wondering in his heart what a mountain bandit would have to discuss with Fang Boshan.

  When Cheng Da Lei and Fang Bo Shan came out, he found that Fang Bo Shan's attitude was a few points more intimate. After walking a few steps, he couldn't help but ask: "Cheng Jiang, what did you discuss with Master Fang, he seems very happy?"

  "Hmm, nothing much, I just gave him the exclusive agency rights."

  "...strongly condemned by Qi Deqiang."

  It is often said that officials and bandits are different, but sometimes officials are bandits and bandits are officials. The collusion between officials and bandits has not happened just once or twice.

  It's good to have a good relationship with Fang Bo Shan, but relying on Yang Long's favor won't last long. There are no eternal friends or enemies, only eternal benefits. So Cheng Da Lei gave the exclusive agency of chili peppers to Fang Bo Shan.

  The lord of the castle is also doing business.

  Fang Bo Shan escorted Cheng Da Lei out of the city master's mansion, saying: "Cheng Jiang, the journey back is long and arduous, I'll send a few people to escort you back."

  "No need, I don't want to go back for now, and..." Cheng Dairen stepped out of the gate: "My brother should be arriving soon too."

  The moment he stepped out of the door, the originally quiet city lord's mansion entrance suddenly had several people rushing over from all directions, and then more and more people gathered, finally there were 180 people, and the city lord's mansion entrance was a sea of black.

  Everyone bowed their heads, clasped their fists and chorused: "The Eldest Young Master!"

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