To the First Emperor of Qin: The state has decreed this!

Chapter 99 This bastard! He's hypocritical!

But Feng Jing was a cunning old fox, and he reacted instantly.

He immediately went down the steps, bowed deeply, and said with a face full of "guilt" and "admiration":

"It was my presumptuousness!"

"The Immortal Master's noble character and incorruptible conduct truly put this humble official to shame!"

"This humble official will certainly take the Immortal Master as a role model and constantly reflect on my own conduct!..."

The flattery was deafening, but Feng Jing's heart was bleeding!

How could he not see it!

This guy surnamed Zhang has his eye on all my treasures!

These words were clearly directed at him, implying that he thought it was unseemly to take the money directly and that he should come up with a "clean" way to give it to him!

That bastard!

To have one's own agenda!

Zhang Fan saw that it was almost done, and the time was right.

Then, in an even weaker tone, he said:

"Lord Feng...you...you're truly a good official!"

"After I return, I will certainly put in a good word for you before His Majesty..."

Upon hearing this, Feng Jing forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.

Kind words?

do not!

Don't!

You just need to leave now!

The greatest favor you can do for me is to avoid dying in my house!

Just then, a servant came up quickly, carrying a steaming bowl of soup.

An extremely rich aroma of ginseng instantly filled the entire hall!

Feng Jing was overjoyed. He immediately took the soup bowl himself and carefully presented it to Zhang Fan, his face full of concern.

"Immortal Master, you've had a long night; you must be starving!"

"Quick! Have some breakfast to nourish your body!"

Zhang Fan lazily lifted the lid of the bowl.

He glanced at the old ginseng root inside, its whiskers clearly defined, and couldn't help but click his tongue in admiration:

"Oh my, Lord Feng's residence is so luxurious!"

"For breakfast... they even drink ginseng soup of this caliber!"

"Even I, a celestial master, am ashamed of my inferiority!"

Feng Jing's heart was bleeding instantly!

luxury?

This is my most treasured century-old ginseng!

Just this one!

I originally intended to keep it to prolong my life!

He could only manage a humble smile and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Not at all, not at all, it can replenish your body, Immortal Master!"

"It is a blessing for this old ginseng! And an honor for this humble official!"

Just then.

A trusted servant quickly walked to Feng Jing's side.

I lowered my voice and whispered a few words quickly in his ear.

Feng Jing's expression instantly froze!

He casually dismissed the servants and turned his gaze to Zhang Fan.

After a moment's hesitation, Feng Jing decided to test the waters.

"Immortal Master!"

He brought it up casually.

"Just now at the yamen gate, that woman who reported to the authorities had actually done this many times..."

"Um?"

Zhang Fan interrupted him directly, saying casually:

"Oh, you mean that one!"

"As a newcomer to this place, I must leave a good impression on the people of Shangdang County."

He took a sip of the ginseng soup, smacked his lips, and complained:

"It's such a pity..."

"These good deeds I, the immortal master, have performed!"

"It's so frustrating that our reach is always limited and our brand awareness is low!"

Upon hearing this...

Feng Jing's extremely tense heart instantly relaxed!

He almost thought Zhang Fan was going to get involved in this matter!

After all that...

Was it all just a publicity stunt?

In order to gain a reputation for being charitable?

"I see! I was mistaken!"

A bright smile instantly bloomed on Feng Jing's face, and the gloom from before vanished!

He quickly bowed and said:

"Immortal Master, you are overthinking it!"

"The people of Shangdang County are the most honest and kind-hearted, and they always repay kindness!"

Your good deed today will surely be spread far and wide!

"Before long, your benevolence and good deeds will spread throughout the streets and alleys of Shangdang County, and everyone will praise you!"

"Um……"

Zhang Fan nodded in satisfaction.

That old thief is too shrewd!

However, it does save us some advertising costs!

And you don't even have to expose yourself!

Zhang Fan slowly finished the whole bowl of ginseng soup.

He then gave a few more casual instructions regarding the arrangements for the corvée laborers conscripted from various places.

Only then did he express his satisfaction and say that he wanted to go back to his residence to rest.

When leaving.

Zhang Fan was still in that half-dead, listless state. He was carefully supported by Feng Jing and the servants on either side and escorted out of the mansion.

Until Zhang Fan and his group completely disappeared around the street corner.

Fu Su and Mo Feng, who had been holding back their laughter, finally dared to raise their heads.

"Teacher... your move is truly..."

Fusu struggled for a long time before finally managing to find a single word.

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

Zhang Fan, in the instant he turned the street corner and confirmed that no one was watching!

He suddenly straightened his back, and the weakness and fatigue on his face vanished.

His eyes shone brightly!

He glanced back in the direction of the Feng residence, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"That old fox, he's been a great help to me!"

Fusu ultimately couldn't suppress his doubts.

He quickened his pace, moved closer to Zhang Fan, and asked in a low voice:

"Teacher, we were clearly trying to get back at Feng Jing!"

"Why...why do we still need to ask him for the treasure?"

Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible hint of embarrassment flashed across Zhang Fan's face.

He chuckled dryly twice:

"Ahem, well... it has its own uses."

Before he could finish speaking...

His smile vanished instantly, and his expression suddenly hardened.

"Let's not talk about that now."

He said in a deep voice:

"I'm preparing to return home. I need to see the woman who reported this to the authorities immediately and find out exactly what happened!"

Then he shook his head again:

"No...no!"

"There are countless spies and informants of Feng Jing throughout this prefectural governor's mansion!"

"My every move is being watched; this is not something I should do personally."

Fusu was incredibly intelligent and instantly understood Zhang Fan's concerns!

He immediately stepped forward, his eyes resolute, and said:

"Don't worry, teacher, Fusu understands!"

"My current status is merely that of a guard by your side; no one will pay much attention to me!"

"Leave this matter to me!"

"good!"

Zhang Fan nodded approvingly.

……

We will wait until we arrive at your residence.

After lunch break, it was already afternoon.

Several magnificent carriages arrived in a grand procession and stopped in front of the prefectural governor's mansion.

Immediately afterwards, one heavy box after another was carried down.

The leader was a middle-aged man who appeared to be in charge.

He strode up to Zhang Fan, bowed deeply, and his face was full of humble smiles:

"Immortal Master! This is a small token of my appreciation from my master, Feng Jing!"

"These are just some cheap local specialties from my hometown, but please, Master, accept them!"

Zhang Fan stood with his hands behind his back, still maintaining his upright and dignified appearance.

His face was serious. His gaze swept over the boxes, and after a moment of contemplation, he slowly nodded.

"well……"

He sighed deeply.

"Since it's Lord Feng's 'local specialty'!"

"I cannot refuse such kindness, then this immortal master... will humbly accept."

"Someone come here!"

He waved his hand.

"I'll bring all of Lord Feng's good intentions into my room!"

Once all the servants had finished moving the things and respectfully left, the door was slammed shut!