Lu Fang hid the letter in his hand in his sleeve and said: "Go back and tell His Highness the Crown Prince that I am sick, so seriously ill that I cannot go to Tanzhou to attend his appointment."

sick?

He Zhigao was a little stunned.

Naturally, he could not imagine why Lu Fang suddenly said such words.

Mr. Lu looked in high spirits, but he didn't look like he was seriously ill.

But he didn't ask any more questions and just nodded, "Okay."

Then he said: "Does the young master have anything else to explain?"

"Hurry up and build the new winery, as well as the other three workshops."

Lu Fang just said.

He Zhigao nodded and walked outside.

Lu Fang didn't go to see it off, he just sat alone at his desk, lost in thought.

Pretending to be sick only treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

I must hurry up and speed up my progress to accumulate wealth!

Whether it's Lu Liang's matter or Liang Siqi's matter, it seems that in the end, he will be forced to come to the opposite side of the Emperor of Dayu whom he has never seen before.

No matter who you are dealing with, having enough capital is the first priority. Otherwise, you are just at the mercy of others.

In order to get Liang Hanmin, the superior emperor, to make concessions, Lu Fang could only think of one possibility, that is, he had the capital that he had to be afraid of.

Or, it has military power.
Chapter completed!