In Fang Zheng's concept, stealing wine is a very elegant thing. Just like stealing the calligraphy and paintings of celebrities or stealing extinct ancient books, whether it is the value of the stolen items themselves or the meaning of these things, it is considered an elegant thing. - Relatively speaking, if you steal a sewer manhole cover, you will never find this kind of psychological accomplishment.

As for what the prince used to entertain guests after stealing the jar of a hundred-year-old wine, Fang Zheng's consideration is no longer within Fang Zheng's consideration. Anyway, he has never seen any thief stealing things and is still worried about the owner.

After making up his mind, Fang Zheng turned to look for the fat man. He felt that he had to pull someone into the water to do bad things so that he could share the public condemnation after the failure. The fat man is undoubtedly a good candidate for sharing. He is fat and fat, and he feels safe.

The fat man was gathering among a group of beauties. After observing Fang Zheng's picking up girls on the spot, the fat man's picking up girls skills have improved greatly. At least he already understood that there is a big difference between beauties who use money to smash down lying down and beauties who use means to hook up.

"Miss, I see that you, Hongluan Star, will definitely get married within this year." The fat man greedily stroked the hand of a lady from some wealthy family, staring at her chest with a pair of erotic little eyes, but his expression was serious, as if he was born to be a fortune teller.

The lady said shyly: "I am only fifteen years old and haven't been engaged yet..."

The fat man's serious fat face looked very authoritative, but his small eyes flashed with a bit of cunning that was asymmetrical to his generous appearance.

"Marriage is destined to be born, and I will come here as soon as I say it. If you don't mind, can you tell me your name and address? I promise that someone will come to propose marriage within three days..."

"Ah! Really?" The lady blushed, excited and nervous: "Can you figure out which family is proposing the marriage?"

The fat man's eyes turned pale, he pinched his fingers in a pretentious manner, and said confidently: "Your future husband is a rich and noble man, and he is a king. He is gentle and considerate to women. He is really a rare good match. He is a little fat, but his strength is his strength in sexual intercourse..."

I can't listen anymore! This fat man is simply a monster! He hasn't learned the noble side of this young master at all. He has learned this shameless and vulgar dark side as if he is decent. So society is a big dye vat, and the fat man in the past is so pure...

With great strides forward, Fang Zheng lifted the fat man's collar and pulled him out of the cosmetic array without saying a word.

The fat man was furious and turned to see that it was Fang Zheng again. He couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Fang, why do you always come out to ruin my good things every time I hook up with a beauty? The so-called gentleman has the beauty of becoming an adult..."

Fang Zheng interrupted impatiently: "All right, what kind of beauty is adult? You are adult and you haven't seen you very beautiful. Come with me, don't say that my brother doesn't care about you, let's do something fun together this time..."

A trace of understanding flashed in the fat man's eyes. He looked around and leaned into Fang Zheng's ear and smiled, "...Are you planning to burn this garden with a fire?"

Fang Zheng ignited his house and was chased by the people all over the city and was already known to the whole city, and the fat man kept making fun of him for this matter.

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up: "Huh? I didn't expect it if you didn't say it, right! In contrast, burning a house is much more fun, especially burning His Royal Highness's house. How shameful it is to say it..."

The fat man's face turned pale, and the fat flesh on his body shook a few times unconsciously, and said with his lips trembling: "You... are you kidding?"

Fang Zheng smiled and patted his shoulder: "A real man can't chase any horse after he says anything. I have to thank you for providing me with such a good idea... Hehe, burning a house, why didn't I expect such an interesting thing?"

“………”

The fat man wanted to slap himself at this moment. He knew that he was a brave man who dared to mess with any kind of disaster. Why did he tell him this if he was so desperate?

The fat man forced himself to smile and said dryly: "...what, setting fire to the prince's villa is a big charge. Brother Fang, you have no deep hatred with the prince, so don't have to play so hard, right?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Of course I have no grudges and grudges with the prince, but one of my friends and the prince don't deal with each other. You also know that I am a kind person. Today I will kill my friend twice."

The fat man said in surprise: "Which friend of yours is inconsistent with the prince?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "You, haven't you been unable to get along with the prince?"

The fat man's face turned pale and hurriedly grabbed Fang Zheng and whispered: "Brother Fang, you can't talk nonsense. The prince and I have always been friendly and harmonious with each other..."

Before he could finish his words, Fang Zheng pulled him to Xianya Pavilion and said, "Let's go, what's the point! You'll look at the wind later, I'll light the fire, that's all!"

"Brother Fang, Brother Fang... don't harm me. Be calm and think twice..." The fat man was staggered and struggled constantly, and the cold sweat of beans began to flow out one after another.

Good wine, especially a century-old wine, must of course be hidden in a cellar deep from the ground. So while Fang Zheng was planning to get the jar of good wine, he targeted the target near Xianya Pavilion. After forcibly pulling the fat man, he surrounded Xianya Pavilion and found the entrance to the cellar.

"Brother Fang, don't be stupid. The prince attaches great importance to this Yihongyuan. If you really burn it, it will be a lot of trouble. You have to think twice..." The fat man was still persuading him with great thoughts.

Fang Zheng glanced around and said absent-mindedly: "...Okay, I won't scare you anymore. Don't worry, I don't have that courage to burn the prince's house. I'm going to have something else to do..."

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and even his tone of speech was relaxed and relaxed: "It's good if you don't burn it, just don't burn it. A mistake will lead to eternal regret! Brother Fang can stop his horse, I really feel for you..."

"I'm here to steal things." Fang Zheng interrupted him without looking back.

"...Pride." The fat man spitted out the last two words with difficulty like a rooster strangled by someone.

"Is that so? I'm proud of myself, too." Fang Zheng said happily.

Yihong Garden is just a garden. Those who are qualified to come in to enjoy the flowers are naturally the prince's distinguished guests. Therefore, although there are heavy troops from the prince's mansion outside the garden, there are no guards in the garden. Obviously, the prince is a gentleman. He believes that the people who can enter Yihong Garden are naturally not the kind of stealing people, so there is no need to send troops to guard the park, which will make things difficult for the distinguished guests who Tan Feng Luya.

But he miscalculated.

At least today, Yihongyuan was put in and stealing people.

And there are more than one.

Fang Zheng finally found the back of Xianya Pavilion, and his hard work paid off. He finally discovered the hidden cellar entrance.

At the same time, he also found a man, sneaking up his butt, blocking his body firmly at the door of the cellar, and was concentrating on prying the lock.

He seemed to be sure that no one would come to this place, so the lock-picking work was extremely focused and focused, without distraction, and did not pay any attention to the outside world. After all, this was the prince's place to entertain guests, and the people who came were all literati and scholars, with good cultivation and moral concepts. If they were not invited, they would naturally not rush to find boring.

When Fang Zheng saw him like this, he was so angry that he didn't even get angry.

Last time he caused me to set fire to my house, and he also sneakily picked the locks. After so long, this kid didn't say he should learn the technology of locks. He still seemed so clumsy and ridiculous when doing this, and it was a shame and ridiculous thing to lose all the face of the entire theft industry.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, every time Fang Zheng wants to do something bad, there is always the shadow of Xiao Huaiyuan. This guy is like a vanguard sent by Fang Zheng before he was bad. He always appears in the right place at the right time. Fang Zheng really hates and is happy about him, and his feelings are extremely complicated.

Yes, this stupid thief is Xiao Huaiyuan.

Fang Zheng was very sensible this time. This kid is different from himself. Sometimes he does bad things without any purpose, just to be fun or to satisfy his bad taste. But Xiao Huaiyuan always has some ulterior motives when he does bad things. Last time he picked up a lock in Shadow's new house, probably because he wanted to eavesdrop on some information or steal things directly. What is he doing this time? Is there any secret hidden in the cellar of the Prince's Villa?

Don't worry about him, kick him first.

Without saying a word, Fang Zheng walked forward quickly, stretched out his right leg, and kicked Xiao Huaiyuan hard in the butt.

With a "Oh" sound, Xiao Huaiyuan was kicked and turned around on the grass twice, and he bounced up with anger on his face. He was about to get angry. When he saw that this person was Fang Zheng, he immediately felt angry and touched his nose wiltedly and said, "It turns out that it is Brother Fang, I have been missing for a long time..."

Fang Zheng said with a slight smile: "It turns out it's Brother Xiao. I thought it was some thief who was not open to his eyes. He dared to do this door-loop-picking lock-up in the other courtyard of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Xiao Huaiyuan's eyes rolled and he tentatively said: "What are you here? This one is..."

Before Fang Zheng could introduce him, the fat man rushed to speak, "It's easy to say, I won't be able to say anything next week, I'm Brother Fang's friend."

Xiao Huaiyuan quickly bowed: "Good luck to meet, I am Xiao Yuan, who is also a friend of Brother Fang."

Fang Zheng sighed, looking at the scheming of these two people, like an old fox who has lived for dozens or hundreds of years, without a word of truth when they met, even the name was so slap. Why aren't there any more kind people I know?

Fang Zheng said in a bad tone: "What are you doing here?"

Xiao Huaiyuan was stunned, his eyes turned to Fang Zheng's ear and said softly: "I heard that His Royal Highness got a jar of a hundred years of wine. I just want to go in and open my eyes. This lock is a bit difficult to deal with..."

Fang Zheng snorted coldly, despising him in his heart. This kid is indeed not a good bird, he actually steals things! His poor character can be seen from this. It's shameful!

He squatted down naturally, and Fang Zheng carefully looked at the lock at the door of the cellar: "This lock is a bit complicated... I guess it may not be able to poke it open with just a wire."

"But if you forcefully break it apart, it will lose interest." Xiao Huaiyuan is obviously like Fang Zheng, belonging to the class of elegant thieves, paying attention to the perfection and artistry of crimes, and opposing the incorporation of violent factors in the theft process.

"Then I have to steal the key..."

“………”

“………”

The two discussed the lock-picking plan as if no one was around.

The fat man also came up, looked at him, touched his chin and pondered: "...This is a secret door Pisces lock, which means "not to keep a close eye on the night", which is not easy to trick... If there are two wires, you might try..."

Fang Zheng and Xiao Huaiyuan looked at each other in surprise and said in unison: "Ho! I can't tell, it turns out that they are experts!"

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I wanted to finish writing this paragraph, but unfortunately, I didn’t follow the wishes of others. I issued a notice downstairs that the telecommunications repair line was disconnected at half past six, so I had to quickly log out half of it and continue tomorrow. I maintained my golden body with a daily update of more than 5,000 yuan for 10 days, and I had to break it today. Alas!

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