I am a thief in the Tang Dynasty

"No, this isn't right!"

"Wang Youwen and the others have a lot of say in their respective families."

"But they certainly don't have the power to spend millions of taels of silver."

"This is the leader of their tribe. Seeing them being beaten repeatedly by me, can't he just sit there?"

The slender fingers tapped on the invitation, making a low and orderly sound.

After a dozen breaths, Fang Yiyi frowned and said:

"The 'Oiran Wrestling' will be held in three days, which is also the deadline for Qinghe Cui's compensation."

"Could it be that the four families have joined forces to target our Fang family?"

"Bo Ling Cui Clan and Qing He Cui Clan share the same surname. The four families can be said to be wearing the same trousers."

"If I lose, I can use the compensation from the wrestling match to pay off my debt."

"After deducting the total amount of bets from the remaining 10 million in compensation from the Qinghe Cui family, the remaining 2 million guan can be easily solved."

Think of this.

Fang Yiyi narrowed his eyes and sighed:

"Sure enough, the Cui family of Qinghe has made two preparations."

"Let your majesty mediate and spread the news that your majesty intends to let you take less money so as to establish a good relationship with the Cui family of Qinghe. This can discredit your majesty and elevate yourself."

"I want to break the situation and either refuse or win this wrestling match!"

But Fang Yiyi also knew that if he refused to participate, the Fang family’s reputation would definitely be tarnished.

In ancient times, once a family’s reputation was ruined, it was basically over.

If a person has no integrity, it will be difficult for him to survive in the Tang Dynasty!

I can only participate in this bet!

If they lost, they would only have to pay a compensation of 3 million strings of cash, and the Cui family of Qinghe would survive!

If he wins, he will have an extra three million strings of cash, and there will be no chance for the Cui family of Qinghe to turn things around!

But the four parties joined forces and made a careful and detailed plan, leaving him with basically no chance of winning.

Fang Yiyi suddenly felt a little upset and said with emotion:

"These noble families with hundreds of years of heritage are really hard to deal with!"

At this time.

Fang Xuanling walked hurriedly into the South Garden.

When he saw his son looking worried, he asked with concern:

"If you do it, why worry?"

Fang Yiyi collected his thoughts, stood up, saluted and said:

"Hello, Grandpa. Xingzhi encountered a small matter and I have no idea what to do for now."

Hearing that it was a small matter, Fang Xuanling breathed a sigh of relief, then said anxiously:

"If it's not important, put it aside for now."

"Grandpa needs you to escort someone to your farm and keep her safe."

This was the first time that Grandpa asked Fang Yiyi to do something, which immediately made him curious and asked:

"Grandpa, who is it?"

"Why do you care so much?"

Chapter 295: Soft and Cute Version of Wu Zetian

Fang Xuanling opened his mouth, paused for a moment and then said:

"Our relative has come to Chang'an to do business. His little daughter is not used to living in the city, so you should take her to your farm to live for a while."

"His family has a big business in Bingzhou, and many people are paying attention to him."

"This little girl is young, you have to take good care of her as if she were your own sister, and don't use any family rules to discipline her."

Fang Yiyi, who was keenly aware that something was wrong with his grandfather, did not ask any more questions, but just responded:

"Yes, Grandpa!"

Bingzhou, from Shanxi.

That’s the Shanxi merchant?

But as far as he could remember, the Fang family did not have such a wealthy Shanxi merchant relative.

Fang Xuanling added: "By the way, the little girl is shy, don't let outsiders get in touch with her."

"Where's the princess? Talk to her these few days and ask her to take care of the little girl."

Don’t allow people to have much contact, and let the princess take care of the little girl?

Grandpa means that we should let Chai Xueying, who has explosive fighting power, protect the other party, right?

She is the daughter of a Shanxi merchant, no matter how good the relationship is.

It's not to the point of asking the Tang Dynasty Valkyrie for close protection, right?

The identity of this little girl must be extraordinary!

Fang Yiyi understood the deeper meaning and said seriously:

"The princess is still drunk. Grandpa, don't worry. I will make arrangements so that the daughter of the in-laws will not be harmed in the slightest."

"Well! I can rest assured that you can do things!"

Fang Xuanling breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave.

When he came back, he was accompanied by a little girl who looked about six or seven years old, with rosy cheeks and white teeth, and was very cute, just like a porcelain doll.

The present Wu Wei will ascend the throne in the future, change the country's name to Zhou, and call herself the Holy and Divine Emperor Wu Zhao or Wu Zetian.

At this time, she was wearing a dark brown double-breasted skirt, her big eyes flashing, she bowed to Fang Yiyi with her arms crossed, and said timidly:

"Meet the third brother of the Fang family. My name is Liu Wangyu."

The little girl's adorable appearance immediately melted Fang Yiyi's heart.

Fang Yiyi couldn't help but let out a kind smile.

After returning the greeting, he raised his voice and said in a tone that couldn't be any gentler:

"You don't have to be polite, Miss Liu. Just call me Brother Xingzhi from now on."

Facing such a handsome, gentle and kind brother.

Wu Zetian blinked her big watery eyes a few times.

Then his eyebrows curved in joy, and he said with a smile:

"Hello, Brother Xingzhi. Well, then you can just call me Yu'er."

"Come on, let me take Yu'er to see your sister-in-law."

Fang Yiyi walked forward with a smile, and was about to pull Wu Wei's hand and walk out.

It is said that men and women should not touch each other. Although Wu Zetian was young, she kept this principle in mind.

She shyly dodged the beautiful hand with distinct joints, her chubby face blushed, and she looked at Fang Yiyi shyly and said:

"Brother Xingzhi, I, I don't need to hold hands!"

Fang Yiyi laughed in silence and said awkwardly:

"Yu'er is a grown-up girl now. It was Brother Xingzhi who was rude."

Fang Xuanling looked at the two people getting along harmoniously, and the anxiety on his face was alleviated a lot.

He said, "OK, I'll go with you and tell you about your business on the way."

"Yes, Grandpa!"

On the carriage heading to Fang Family No. 1 Farm.

The petite Wu Zetian sat at the innermost part of the carriage, her small body sitting straight, looking serious and adorable as she followed etiquette.

Fang Yiyi glanced at Wu Zetian, whose eyes were clear and confused, and then looked at his grandfather.

Fang Xuanling immediately understood and said, "No problem, just tell me straight away."

Fang Yiyi then whispered about the courtesan's wrestling and His Majesty's plan.

After hearing this, Fang Xuanling gasped. He really didn't expect that his son and the emperor would play such a big game.

He actually wanted to seize the opportunity to overthrow the Qinghe Cui family!

This is a wish that many emperors have failed to fulfill over the past few hundred years.

My son is so brave.

Fang Xuanling fell into deep thought.

The wheels rolled over and the carriage was extremely quiet.

Chapter 296 The Breakthrough Point is the Oiran

Wu Zetian, sitting in the carriage, blinked her bright big eyes.

The conversation between Fang's father and son had a huge impact on her young mind.

As she looked at Fang Yiyi curiously, she was surprised and thought to herself:

"Eh? Two years ago, Brother Xingzhi was still what Grandpa called a mischievous, uneducated, and unlearned dandy. Uncle Fang would frown whenever he mentioned him."

"I haven't seen you for more than two years. Uncle Fang, who is so well-planned, is actually here with my brother to discuss important matters!"

"We will discuss and make decisions with the emperor who is wise, benevolent, and capable of ruling a wise ruler, as my grandfather said!"

"This is too awesome!"

Wu Zetian looked at Fang Yiyi's handsome face, and her curiosity couldn't stop growing. Besides admiration and respect, she wanted to know how different Fang Yiyi was now!

Half a moment later.

Fang Xuanling said in a deep voice: "Go ahead, Grandpa has the same idea as you."

"The Oiran wrestling match in three days will probably be a trap set up just for you. It's a perfect trap."

"As for your speculation about His Majesty, it is also very possible."

"If you want to break through, you have to win."

Fang Yiyi nodded and said bitterly:

"Grandpa, you also said that this is a perfect game. I really can't think of a way to win."

Fang Xuanling stroked his beard, his eyes gleaming with shrewdness, and said:

"The key to success lies in the Oiran."

"The other party proposed the bet and the rules, so you can make a small suggestion and change the rules."

"If the other party refuses, you might as well not gamble!"

"If you don't refuse, then the outcome will be up to fate."

Hearing his grandfather's words, a glimmer of light flashed through Fang Yiyi's mind, as if to tear away the haze in his heart, but he didn't catch it.

Fang Xuanling saw his son like this and said bluntly:

"Oiran wrestling, you should each choose an oiran to represent you in the fight."

"What if we don't choose them at the beginning, but draw lots before the game?"

Fang Yiyi, as if he had just been enlightened, exclaimed with bright eyes:

"Great! In this way, the wrestling oiran that the other party carefully selected might be of use to me."