Chief Luo led a group into the Fang Mansion. Upon seeing Fang Zheng, he was first taken aback, then overwheld with joy, and hurriedly ca over:
"Young Master Fang, are you unhard?"
"Thank you for your concern, Chief Luo." Fang Zheng clasped his hands:
"Fortunately, I am well."
"Good, good!" Chief Luo nodded repeatedly:
"As long as you're okay. You've been missing for so long, I thought... never mind, let's not talk about it. It's good to be back safely."
People are not plants; who can be without feelings. Regardless of anything, the two had known each other for a long ti, so it was only natural to care about the other's safety.
Of course,
the most important thing was that he had shares in Square Porcelain.
If sothing happened to Fang Zheng, Chief Luo's inco would surely plumt, so seeing Fang Zheng appear was incredibly joyous.
"Brother Luo."
Fang Zheng shifted his gaze and said:
"What is going on here?"
"This..." Chief Luo's expression froze slightly, then he laughed awkwardly and led one person forward:
"Let introduce you, this is Hundred Households Commander Kong De. Recently, Lord Hundred Households will be staying at the Fang Mansion for a while."
Fang Zheng's face darkened.
Again?
Hundred Households Commander Kong had a thick beard and eyes like hooks, wearing fish-scale armor and a long saber at his waist, followed by about twenty or thirty soldiers.
The ranks of military officials in the Wei Dynasty were complex, with honorary officers, official positions, and lords...
Generally speaking,
a Hundred Households Commander held an official rank, the local Households Commander was an Eighth Grade official, above whom were the regular and deputy commanders of each guard station, and above them were generals.
There's no saying of valuing the literary over the martial here.
Martial,
has always been of utmost importance throughout the ages.
For the average person, a Ninth Grade Hundred Households Commander was already as high as the sky; one must know that the lord of Wang County was only a Seventh Grade official.
It was not wrong for Chief Luo to address Kong De as Lord Hundred Households.
"This place is nice."
Hundred Households Commander Kong stepped forward, ignoring the two, and surveyed the entire estate with satisfaction on his face:
"Since you know there's such a place, you should have vacated it earlier. Were you, Chief Luo, deliberately delaying the task assigned by the lord?"
"I wouldn't dare!" Chief Luo's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly said:
"I absolutely wouldn't dare. Although this place is good, it is after all too far from the County Governnt Office, and I... I was worried it might delay the lord's affairs."
"Hmph!"
Hundred Households Commander Kong snorted coldly:
"You don't need to concern yourself with these matters."
Then he waved his arm and looked at Fang Zheng:
"Are you the owner of this place?"
Upon hearing this, Chief Luo urgently motioned with his eyes at Fang Zheng, fearing he might say sothing that would offend the other side, which would be disastrous.
"Yes."
Fang Zheng took a deep breath and clasped his hands:
"I am Fang Zheng, at your service, Lord Hundred Households."
"Fang Zheng?" Hundred Households Commander Kong squinted, eyeing his arms:
"Have you practiced martial arts?"
"Just so Lord Hundred Households knows, Young Master Fang hails from a wealthy family with extraordinary heritage and has recently reached the Three Blood level." Chief Luo hurried to say:
"In Gu'an County, he is quite a notable figure."
"Three Blood?" Hundred Households Commander Kong raised an eyebrow, his face finally becoming less dismissive, and he snorted lightly through his nose:
"In that case, you should be drafted into the army. Why are you still here?"
"Drafted?"
Fang Zheng was startled.
"Yes, yes, that's what Lord Hundred Households ans, but I believe Young Master Fang didn't disobey deliberately; he probably just wasn't aware." Chief Luo bent over, his expression flattering as he looked at Hundred Households Commander Kong, then turned to Fang Zheng:
"Young Master Fang, General Song has ordered that all martial artists with Second Blood or above in the city, as well as those from wealthy families, must report to the military camp and accept assignnts."
"Otherwise..."
"It would be considered insubordination, punishable by death without rcy!"
Fang Zheng's mouth twitched.
"Young Master Fang."
Chief Luo pulled him aside and said in a low voice:
"Don't mind my inappropriate actions; these days, no one is having a good ti. I had no choice but to bring the people over."
"Now that they're here, leaving is out of the question. You'd better pack your things and settle the won of your family."
"To avoid trouble."
Fang Zheng squinted his eyes and slowly nodded.
What is this all about, coming back just to leave again? Had I known, I wouldn't have returned.
However, there are indeed two won in his own yard who are likely to cause trouble. Before these imperial officials and soldiers find out, they must leave quickly.
As for Du Qiaoyun, her whereabouts are unknown.
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The next day.
The backyard of the County Governnt Office was next to a street.
Currently.
The walls along this street have almost all been knocked down, and nurous armored soldiers with sharpened weapons marched through in an orderly manner.
Wealthy families and martial artists in the city were also arranged nearby, awaiting assignnts.
No one raised their voice loudly.
The atmosphere in the field was filled with a chilling sense of foreboding.
Fang Zheng walked through the crowd, arriving at a small, narrow room, and pushed the door open to enter. Inside, Zhang Mingrui was holding a turtle shell, calculating sothing.
"Daoist."
Fang Zheng clasped his hands:
"It's been a long ti; how have you been lately?"
"Hmph!" Zhang Mingrui snorted lightly:
"Looking at my current state, you should know how I've been."
At this ti, Zhang Mingrui no longer had the celestial aura of old. His Daoist robe was ragged, and his hair was matted, seemingly unwashed for a long ti.
His eyes,
were bloodshot.
"Ah!"
Fang Zheng sighed softly, stepping closer:
"Who would've thought, Daoist would also know the Divination Skill?"
"Just a smattering of knowledge." Zhang Mingrui set down the turtle shell, saying irritably:
"After all this ti with no news, who would've thought you were still alive."
"By sheer luck." Fang Zheng chuckled. He was indifferent to the changes in Gu'an County since his life was all in modern society.
If it ca to it, he could just walk away.
This playful attitude towards the world allowed him to face any situation calmly.
He then asked:
"How are the divination results?"
"Dark and lightless, with few turning points. I'm afraid Gu'an County won't escape a major disaster this ti." Zhang Mingrui shook his head, face showing helplessness:
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