"Father! Give me some money!" Fang Zhiyi looked a little unnatural when he said this.
Fang Hongyuan was also taken aback for a moment, then smiled and shook his head. He didn't ask, because he knew that Fang Zhiyi had been either playing around or associating with those impoverished families recently. As long as he didn't do anything foolish, anything was fine.
He gave Fang Zhiyi some silver and told him not to spend it recklessly.
Fang Zhiyi turned around and went straight to the tavern to enjoy himself. When the informant went back to report, Fang Hongyuan smiled and shook his head, his face full of contempt.
"Master, who are these people?" Fang Zhiyi led his two confidants into the private room. Seeing that several people were already seated inside, the two of them were a bit stunned.
"These people?" Fang Zhiyi smiled.
Those people stood up in unison: "Greetings, My Lord."
"Sit, sit down, everyone." Fang Zhiyi raised his hand to gesture. "They are all frustrated officials and clerks from the government office, scribes, record keepers..."
Looking at the shabby appearance of this group, Zhang Qi suddenly felt even more uncertain. "My Lord, what is the use of winning them over?"
Fang Zhiyi simply tapped him on the head. "This is why you are uneducated. Don't ask, just watch."
But he couldn't see anything. Fang Zhiyi just ate and drank with them, and when they were in high spirits, they even called each other brothers. Those minor clerks were usually ignored by others, so being suddenly treated so warmly by the prefect, they almost cried tears of joy.
The next day, Fang Zhiyi continued to host a dinner here for people from a few marginalized noble families. At the dining table, Fang Zhiyi lowered his status and gave them plenty of face, patting his chest in guarantee and making grand promises. The representatives of the noble families were glowing with excitement.
On the third day, seeing soldiers in soft armor walk in, Zhang Qi was a bit dumbfounded. "My Lord..."
Those few burly soldiers spoke first. "My Lord! We brothers have arrived!"
Fang Zhiyi was delighted. "Brothers! I was afraid you wouldn't come today. Look, I specially got some good wine for you." He mysteriously patted the jar. "Knowing you like strong liquor, I went out of my way to get this."
"You are too kind, My Lord!"
Amidst the clinking of glasses, Zhang Qi somewhat understood. These soldiers were not high-ranking officers of the Qingzhou garrison, but a few battalion commanders. His mind was a mess, unable to connect all these things together.
But one thing was certain: Lord Fang had an excellent tolerance for alcohol. For three consecutive days, he appeared to be dead drunk, but as soon as the guests left, he instantly sobered up.
Even when facing this group of soldiers, it was the same.
It wasn't until a few days later that Fang Zhiyi suddenly said, "It's time to make some money."
Hearing his nonsensical words, Zhang Qi and Liu Mang felt that His Lordship must have gone a bit mad. The two of them had already given up hope.
It was still that same tavern, and he still went to Fang Hongyuan for money. Fang Hongyuan merely asked one question before readily handing over the cash. How much could eating and drinking possibly cost? He was very satisfied with Fang Zhiyi's current state.
Liu Mang and Zhang Qi only tagged along to get a free meal and some drinks. As for the plan His Lordship mentioned, they would just let him boast about it on his own.
After all, he was originally just a bookworm who only knew how to study blindly.
"My Lord, after I went back, I discussed it with the old master of my family..." The scion of the noble family subconsciously looked at Zhang Qi and the other who were stuffing their faces with food. Fang Zhiyi waved his hand. "My confidants."
The man felt relieved. "If what Your Lordship promised is true, our Gu family is willing to be your pawns!"
"Our Lan family feels the same."
"The Ma family is also willing to lead the charge for Your Lordship!"
Fang Zhiyi smiled. "I'm not asking you to fight a war. Why make it sound so serious?"
Zhang Qi had a blank look on his face. What were they talking about? What had he missed? His face was full of question marks. Liu Mang was much simpler; he just ate whatever there was to eat and drank whatever there was to drink.
Over the next two days, Zhang Qi suddenly felt like a fool, and Liu Mang went without saying, he simply was one.
Those soldiers didn't care about all that; they directly kicked him and Liu Mang out, and then discussed something with His Lordship inside. When they left, they even threw their arms around His Lordship's shoulders, just like blood brothers.
Those minor clerks who only knew how to stay in their offices also came. He couldn't understand a single word of what they were discussing, but His Lordship seemed to understand perfectly and could even offer them advice.
Although Zhang Qi was still completely baffled, his intuition told him that getting on Fang Zhiyi's boat was not a mistake.
Zhang Qi finally decided to ask His Lordship for clarification. He also wanted to make progress, and most importantly, he didn't want to be left behind.
Fang Zhiyi was practicing calligraphy and smiled when he saw him coming.
Zhang Qi was thinking about how to ask more tactfully, but his thoughts were laid bare by Fang Zhiyi in a single sentence.
"You are here to ask what exactly I am doing, aren't you?"
Zhang Qi was stunned for a moment. Only then did he realize that the Lord before him felt a bit more experienced and calculating compared to a few days ago, with much less of a bookworm's aura, much like the aura of the old master.
Zhang Qi inexplicably felt a surge of nervousness.
"Zhang Qi, you are on my side, right?" Fang Zhiyi suddenly asked.
Zhang Qi nodded. "My Lord, I already said so that night."
Fang Zhiyi put down his brush. "Then I will tell you, our first sum of money will be squeezed out of my second brother."
"Ah? Second Master?"
"Isn't he staying in Yunhe County? He comes over from time to time. A few days ago, there was a message that he would be coming with the goods tomorrow. When the time comes, I'll collude with the garrison, cover our faces, and rob him. If possible, I'll break his legs while I'm at it." Fang Zhiyi's smile revealed a chilling intent.
Zhang Qi was so frightened by the dangerous aura he exuded that he trembled a little.
"You are going to rob your second brother?" Little Hei looked at the departing Zhang Qi.
Fang Zhiyi shook his head. "I am a scholar, not a bandit. I just want to see if this lackey is a man or a ghost, or rather, whether he wants to be a man or a ghost."
The next day, Fang Hongyuan did not come, and Fang Yan did not come either. Everything at home was perfectly normal.
Except for Zhang Qi, who spaced out from time to time. It wasn't until he saw the Second Master, Fang Heng, walk in from outside covered in travel dust that he stood up in shock. Fortunately, no one noticed a servant like him.
He was surprised that the Second Master was actually fine. Could it be that His Lordship's plan had gone wrong?
He didn't realize the answer to this question until he saw Fang Zhiyi's meaningful gaze. Instantly, for the first time, Zhang Qi felt a sense of fear towards Fang Zhiyi. This feeling did not stem from his status, but from the fact that Fang Zhiyi's rate of growth had exceeded his imagination.
Fang Zhiyi did not explain anything to him, but instead issued a new order.
"Here is an old booklet I had someone compile. Take it and deliver it to the Gu family. Pass on a message for me: my sincerity has arrived."
Zhang Qi took the tattered booklet. It was neither wrapped nor sealed. Fang Zhiyi just casually handed it to him, as if it were some worthless trash.
"If you want to read it, don't hold back," Fang Zhiyi said casually.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
