God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 142 Poison Fang
Du He looked at the back of Zhang Jian leaving in a cool way, turned around, and asked Lu Bu, "Lv Bu, do you dare to touch your face?"

Lu Bu looked at the bloody dagger on the ground and shook his head: "Master, I'm not stupid!"

Du He shook his head: "No, you're wrong, it's not stupid, it's really fierce, it's interesting, I haven't seen such a fierce person for a long time. Interesting, hahaha... This is the fang that this young master wants !"

When Du He returned to the construction site, the first thing he did was to find Cheng Yiyue.

Cheng Yiyue stared at Du He without blinking, and finally said a word: "You've turned black!"

Du He: "..."

What does this girl mean?
However, Cheng Yiyue remained expressionless, and found a place to sit down on her own.

Only then did Du He speak: "Yiyue, I'm looking for you specifically because I want to discuss something with you."

Cheng Yiyue asked: "What's the matter?"

Du He didn't answer, but asked instead: "Are you feeling bored during this time?"

Cheng Yiyue has nothing to do every day, so it is impossible for this young lady to help out on the construction site.

But she had no place to go, so she practiced swords by the river every day. Whenever a craftsman wanted to peek, she would be beaten up on the spot. A few days passed, and no craftsman dared to approach her again.

Sure enough, Cheng Yiyue said: "It's been a long time since I killed anyone, it's really boring."

Du He was a little speechless: "Miss, how many people have you killed before?"

"Not many, just hundreds of people. In the past, I killed all the bandits within [-] miles below the mountain." Cheng Yiyue said calmly. In her opinion, killing people is no different from killing chickens.

"Could it be that the purpose of practicing martial arts is to kill people?" Du He asked.

Cheng Yiyue nodded: "That's right, otherwise, what are you doing practicing martial arts?"

This girl's thinking is different from most people's.

Du He rubbed his head, and then said: "It just so happens that this young master plans to set up a secret organization called Fang Fang. Are you interested in joining? The monthly salary is about 100 Wen."

Cheng Yiyue stood up and refused, "I'm not interested. Those who have fangs and fangs can't kill people."

Seeing that Cheng Yiyue was about to leave, Du He hurriedly shouted: "Who said you can't kill people? These fangs are specially made for killing people. This is an organization that combines information collection and assassination. Assassination, do you understand? Ten steps Killing a person will never leave you behind for a thousand miles, and when the matter is over, take off your clothes and hide your achievements and fame, do you understand?"

Cheng Yiyue's eyes lit up, and she grabbed Du He's collar suddenly: "You write those few words to me, and you can ask me to do whatever you want."

Du He immediately took out a pen and paper and wrote a few lines of poems.

Kill one person in ten steps,
don't stay for a thousand miles;
When the matter is over,
Hidden strength and name.

Then hand it to Cheng Yiyue personally.

Cheng Yiyue said with satisfaction: "That's about the same. I can't tell. Your poems are quite good, so I agree. If you need me to do something, just agree."

After finishing speaking, before Du He finished speaking, the girl took those few lines of poems and left contentedly.

After Cheng Yiyue was settled, Du He didn't worry anymore.

Although Zhang Jian is quick-witted and reliable in his work, this guy is still not a warrior, and he may encounter various dangers from time to time. With Cheng Yiyue joining Fang Fang, his future work will be easier. Although this girl is simple, her martial arts are absolutely strong. Cheng Yiyue sneaked into Changsun Chongshuquge's ledger and stole it.

Dangdang.

It was getting dark, and a bell rang outside.

This is the bell for supper.

The workers walked down the construction site one after another, went to the shed to wash their faces, and then all rushed to the cafeteria.

This cafeteria is a spacious hall, also designed by Du He himself, filled with tables.

On both sides is the place to make meals. Workers hold new-style dinner plates and line up to make meals. There are more than ten kinds of dishes in total. You can make what you like, and you can eat as much as you can. As long as you don’t waste it, you can eat ten people in one meal. No one will care about you.

The most favorite of the workers is the dinner plate in the canteen. A wooden plate is divided into six grids. One grid can hold rice, the other can hold vegetables, and the other can hold vegetables. It is very convenient. There is a round plate next to it. Shaped groove, can be used to hold soup bowls.

The first time Zhang Jian stood at the entrance of the cafeteria, he was stunned by the scene inside.

Six to seventy people, sitting and eating together, talking and laughing, this is a scene he has never seen before.

He also felt apprehensive, and under Lu Bu's guidance, he entered the cafeteria, ordered meals himself, and sat down with the workers to eat.

Halfway through the meal, Zhang Jian suddenly discovered that Du He was among the workers, eating the same food as the workers, and chatting very enthusiastically with the rough guys next to him. Some laugh, very close.

Zhang Jian was shocked by this scene.

After eating, Zhang Jian was called into the room by Du He.

Zhang Jian sat on the rotating wooden chair, a little nervous.

The more he got in touch with Du He, the more he could feel the mystery of Du He.

Du He took out a few sheets of paper from behind the desk, and said, "This is the Fang Fang rules and regulations and the basic introduction I have drawn up. You can take it and have a look first. If you don't understand anything in the morning tomorrow, just ask me."

"Yes, sir."

Zhang Jian took it respectfully.

Zhang Jian stayed up all night, flipping through the papers repeatedly until every word was printed in his mind, and then he solemnly burned all the papers.

Early the next morning, before most of the workers got up, Zhang Jian came to the door of Du He's room and waited without knocking.

When Du He got up, this guy had been waiting silently for half an hour.

Du He walked out of the room, not surprised.

He stretched his waist and asked, "Have you finished watching?"

Zhang Jian nodded: "It's over, young master."

"Is there anything you don't understand?" Du He asked with a smile.

Zhang Jian said: "There are too many things I don't understand. I'm afraid that if you explain it to me, young master, I may not be able to understand it with my brain. Why don't you do something first."

Du He laughed: "Zhang Jian, Zhang Jian, I really admire you more and more. Well, right now, there happens to be something that needs you to do it yourself, and I will let Yi Yue assist you. Right now, the furniture factory and the study The project is almost completed and will be put into production soon. Changsun Chong and I are bound to have a battle. As the saying goes, if you know yourself and your enemy, you will win every battle. What you have to do is to collect all the information for me, but don’t do anything. Everything can only be done in secret .”

Zhang Jian nodded solemnly: "Master, I understand."

"One more thing," Du He confessed, "Since Du Fang has been established, it can't just be you and Yiyue. I will give you a sum of money. You should build up Du Fang's team as soon as possible. I will give you two years Time, I want to grasp the big and small things that happened in Chang'an City, and even know how many meals His Majesty ate every day and how many times he went to the latrine, can you do it?"

Zhang Jian's breathing became heavy: "Yes, young master, I will not let you down."

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(fifth watch,)

(End of this chapter)