Don't ask where people go

Chapter 1346: Followers

Fang Zilan said directly: "Now all the guests know that the grand finale of the Fang family's spring party is Qianjinfang, but they don't know how much information there is and what it is related to. If it is kept hidden, the temporary enthusiasm will soon dissipate."

She paused for a moment, "Therefore, the three pieces of information about when to release the grand finale, what they are related to, and the bidding method need to be accurately controlled. Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will lose everything."

Fang Lihui's expression was stern, and Fang Zilan looked at him steadily and said seriously: "I don't think Mr. Fang wants to take all the blame for others and watch the Fang family ruined at your hands, right?"

"What Miss Zhen said is true." Fang Lihui nodded and said, "Lihui is willing to ride the horse and back for Miss Zhen and do whatever he wants."

"It's fine if Young Master Fang is determined, but the Fang Family Spring Festival has always been hosted by you, and I won't interfere in other matters." Fang Zilan took a sip from the tea cup and asked, "When will Yin Quanzhang arrive?"

"Early tomorrow morning." Fang Lihui answered quickly, and Fang Zilan pondered for a moment and said: "When Yin Quanzhang enters Zuiyue Tower, you will ask the shopkeeper to announce that the grand finale will not only have one Qianjinfang, but three."

"So fast?" Fang Lihui was stunned for a moment, and then Fang Zilan said quietly: "The stove we finally started to burn cannot let it cool down like this. We need to constantly add firewood and add fire."

She thought as she said: "After announcing the amount of information, you can order the guys in the building to spread some rumors, saying that they overheard the conversation between you and me, or that you bribed Mingxiang privately and learned that the information is related to the treasure."

"Treasure? No..." As soon as Fang Lihui opened his mouth, Fang Zilan pressed his index finger on his lips, making a silent gesture, "The reason why a secret is a secret is that no one knows what it is before it is made public. What is it?"

Her voice was very soft, but it had the power to confuse people, "Treasure, handle... whatever Young Master Fang orders the assistant to say is fine, as long as part of it is true enough."

Fang Lihui listened with rapt attention and couldn't help but ask: "Miss Zhen, do you have any suggestions?"

"It's better to be a scandal." Fang Zilan wrote lightly: "Take Master Fang as an example, do you think the world wants to know that you are making money every day and living happily, or do they want to know the filth behind your business?"

Hearing this, Fang Lihui coughed lightly and said, "Miss Zhen, my reputation is not very good to begin with..."

"Dandy boy, young and romantic, this is not new after hearing it too many times." Fang Zilan raised the corners of her lips, half-smiling and said: "But if there is news that today's scenery in Zuiyue Tower is all because of Mr. Fang's attempt to make money and kill people, you Do you think people in the world will be more curious?”

Fang Lihui's face paled a bit, and Fang Zilan poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of him, "Whether it's public opinion or people's hearts, as long as it can be stirred to the highest point, everything will go smoothly."

She said, tapping the wall of the cupboard with her finger, "When you are standing on the cusp of the storm, it will be easier to push. I think Mr. Fang should be very clear about this truth."

Fang Lihui pursed his lips, and Li Shengxuan, who had remained silent on the side, suddenly said: "Do you want to stand on the cusp of the storm even if you make up lies?"

"This is the fastest way." Fang Zilan retracted her hand and said casually: "Fairness and justice take time, not to mention the twists and turns of the process, and no one has the patience to listen and see despite all the efforts. As long as the result is good, it is us What you want is enough.”

Wan Jun seemed to have guessed Fang Zilan's thoughts and took the initiative to say, "Lan'er, the poison in my body is fine."

"He can walk and talk, so he seems to be fine." Fang Zilan said, taking out a dagger from her body, lifting up her sleeves, and cutting her wrist.

"Lan'er!" Wan Jun's expression changed, but Fang Zilan showed no expression. "What are you standing there for?"

Seeing this, Wan Jun hurriedly took out a white porcelain bottle and tremblingly collected Fang Zilan's blood into it.

"Brother Wan, you don't have to do this." Fang Zilan curled her lips and smiled as if mocking herself, "It would be a pity not to use such a good medicine?" "That's enough." Wan Jun stopped the bleeding for Fang Zilan and asked, "How did you know?"

"I saw it when I was reading a medical book when I was free." Fang Zilan said perfunctorily. Wan Jun asked, "Which medical book? If I have time, I will go and take a look."

Fang Zilan pursed her lips, lowered her eyes and said, "I guessed."

"Lan'er." Wan Jun called out in a light tone. Fang Zilan pursed her lips and said, "I just guessed it. The head of the Xiahou family was poisoned a few days ago, and the Xiahou family invited Awan over. I wanted to help a little so that Awan can come back as soon as possible..."

The more she spoke, the lower her voice became. Wan Jun said helplessly, "What you mean by help is to send your own blood over?"

"Awan accepted it, which means it's useful." Fang Zilan argued in a low voice, "Brother Wan, I'm hopeless, but at least I can save others."

Wan Jun felt like he had something stuck in his throat when he heard this, and after a while he managed to squeeze out a sentence, "Who said you are hopeless?"

"Don't I know it myself?" Fang Zilan's voice was very soft, but Wan Jun still heard it. He felt mixed emotions in his heart, "Lan'er, you just said that there could be some gods in the southeast..."

Fang Zilan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "What did you say?"

"I said, there was a god in the southeast." Wan Jun said seriously: "His surname is Fang, and he was originally the Duke of Yue in Dajing."

Fang Zilan turned her head away, and Wan Jun continued, "She once went deep into the epidemic area, saved the dying and the wounded, fought against Miluo, and protected the country and the people. She should be a living god who is worshipped by the people and admired by generations."

Fang Zilan's eyes turned red, and after a long while she heard her own voice, "She is dead."

She died in the capital's treacherous winds and clouds, and was buried in an unknown lonely grave in the wild mountains, without a tombstone or spirit. The people around her were either annihilated in the darkness, died without a name, or fell into the mire and were entangled in filth.

Upon closer inspection, none of them had a good ending.

Wan Jun's lips moved, wanting to say something, but Fang Zilan spoke before him, "Miss Dugu is coming."

"Then I'll go first." Wan Jun turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Fang Zilan, "Wait for me for a moment, I'll take you back later."

Wan Jun was speechless, Fang Zilan restrained her expression, "If anything happens to you, how can I explain to Sister Mier? Brother-in-law."

She deliberately emphasized the word "brother-in-law". Wan Jun couldn't help but cough lightly, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Dugu Linxiu approaching and immediately walked towards Dugu Ming. The two looked at each other in silence, but neither of them had any intention of leaving. Finally, their eyes fell on Fang Zilan and Dugu Linxiu.

"Thank you for waiting for me, Miss Zhen." Dugu Linxiu bowed. Fang Zilan accepted her greeting and smiled, saying, "There is no one else here now, and I am not Miss Zhen."