After leaving the Fu Prince Mansion, Fang Zheng lowered his head and thought about the things. Xiaolu and Changping's figures kept changing in his mind. Is this a love triangle? Well, I have to add Yanran, um, and Fengjie... Wow, this young master is so charming, how long has it been since I hooked up with several. If this continues, it is certain and certain that the descendants of the Fang family have grown up. Why are they still in a hurry to get married? My current market is always popular, and they have reached the daily limit. Why are you worried that you can't find a wife?

I hope the fat man can convince his parents tomorrow to suppress the marriage. Young master, I am only eighteen years old and need to be further developed...

Just as he was YYing beautifully, Fang Zheng suddenly felt that he had hit someone. He suddenly realized that an old man was staggering and fell backwards. Fang Zheng subconsciously stretched out his hand and just pulled it. It was so dangerous! Hey, look at his skills!

The old man had just stood firm, and a middle-aged man with white face and no beard caught up behind him. He was so scared that his face was pale. He reached out to support the old man, and then turned to Fang Zheng and scolded: "Bold! How dare you collide..."

"Stop it! Forget it." The old man interrupted him and waved his hand casually.

The middle-aged man bowed his head and stepped aside respectfully.

Fang Zheng saw the old man wearing a square scarf on his head, wearing a black Confucian robe, and satin shoes on his feet. His face was calm and his eagle-eyed eyes were sharp and energetic. He looked sharp and sharp, and he was not angry and could not help but feel a sense of kneeling down to him. This old man is quite evil.

Fang Zheng was stunned and then said quickly: "Oh, sorry, old man, I didn't pay attention for a while, it doesn't matter if I bumped into you, right?"

The old man shook his head, glanced at the gate of Prince Fu's mansion behind Fang Zheng, and said, "Who are you? You just came out of Wujian?"

Who is Wubing? Fang Zheng thought about it and suddenly realized that Wubing is a fat man? He always calls him fat man and forgets his real name. This person can call him Fat man's name, but he seems to be an acquaintance.

Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Yes, I have a good relationship with Fatty."

"Fatty?" The old man was stunned, then smiled suddenly, looked at Fang Zheng up and down, "Haha, I... I have never heard anyone call him that. Could it be that you are his classmate in the academy, named Fang Zheng?"

Fang Zheng nodded, feeling a little surprised, who is this old man? He actually knows me? My buddy is not as famous as everyone knows?

"Old man, do you know me?"

"Haha, I'm sick-free... Well, elder, I heard him mention you."

The fat man is the prince, and his elders are probably the emperor's brothers. Oh, he is another prince.

Fang Zheng quickly bowed and said, "I have seen the prince, I am sorry just now, I have no intention of offending you."

"Prince?" The old man was stunned again, "How could you think I am...uh, Prince?"

Fang Zheng thought to himself that this is not nonsense? Isn’t it the prince or the emperor?

The middle-aged man next to him scolded again: "Bold!..."

"Stop it! Go back!" The old man frowned and glared at him. The middle-aged man retreated aside in panic and did not dare to interrupt.

Fang Zheng glanced at the middle-aged man, he deserved it! He told you to rely on others' power. After only a few words, I have been bold twice. What can you do to me?

"Fang Zheng, how old are you this year?" The old man asked without anger.

"...Fifteenth!" Fang Zheng said seriously.

"Hmm?" the old man frowned.

"In fact, some people think I am eighteen..." Fang Zheng told the truth. This old man is really evil, and nothing seems to have deceived his sharp eyes.

"Eighteen years old, haha, at a young age, it's not easy to offer a plan to repel the Turks."

"I was just talking and playing... If you don't work, don't cause trouble for me." Fang Zheng's most worried now is that if the plan fails, someone will attack him.

"...Do you have the ambition to serve the court?"

Fang Zheng was shocked when he heard this. What does this old man mean? He recruited me? No way! This young master’s dream of playing dandy has not yet come true.

"I dare not, I dare not, my younger generations are ignorant and have mediocre qualifications, and I really don't have the ability to serve the country."

The old man frowned and said, "Why do you have to belittle yourself? Just talking about the strategies you offered to retire from the Turks will make many important officials in the court ashamed. You are studying in academy now, and don't you also want to get a fame? Now that you have this great opportunity to go directly to the court as an official, why should you leave it close and seek far away?"

"I read a lot... Uh, I mean, I read to learn a few more words, that's it, I don't plan to become an official... Master, don't you go to see a fat man, uh, isn't you sick? Go quickly, I'm leaving, I'm going to say goodbye to you!"

Fang Zheng bowed his hand randomly and turned around and left. This old man seemed to be a dangerous person, so he should stay away from him. He would be dragged onto a pirate ship after saying a few words. The old man is very eloquent and is a prince who is in a state of mind. He has to put it in modern times to engage in pyramid schemes. At least he has to be a gold diamond-level online.

Looking at Fang Zheng's back as he was gone, the middle-aged man came up and said unwillingly: "Your Majesty, this son speaks frivolously and acts recklessly. He really deserves to cure his crime!"

The old man shook his head and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Can you expect him to be so steady at the age of eighteen? Did you have the knowledge of him when you were eighteen?" He said, "Well, he is indeed a talent, it's no pity..."

When he returned to the small courtyard of Fang's mansion, Xiaolu was busy cleaning the house. Seeing this, Fang Zheng quickly stopped her and said, "Xiaolu, don't do it, just ask the servants to do these things, you can rest as you go."

Xiao Green said: "Young Master, this is my duty."

"What kind of people who are both internal and external? Why is it your turn to do these things with so many servants in the Fang Mansion?"

"Young Master..."

"Okay, stop talking, just do it. Tomorrow, I will ask Butler Sun to transfer a maid over. Don't do anything in the future. Fang Mansion is so big, you can walk around the world. Whoever dares to instruct you, just slap him with a big mouth!"

"Young Master..."

"By the way, let me tell you, I just went to find His Highness Fu. He explained that he would send a letter to Xingqing Mansion on Sunday and ask the garrison general to send spies to inquire about your mother's news. How about it? Are you happy? Huh? Why are you still having a bitter face? What's wrong? Are you going to cry?"

"Young Master...you are stepping on my servant's feet..."

"Ah?" Fang Zheng lowered his head and saw his big feet stepping on Xiaolu's delicate and small feet without any bias. Fang Zheng quickly took a step back and said with a smirk: "Why didn't you say it earlier? Does it hurt? I'll rub it for you."

Xiaolu also took a step back, her face red and her voice was like a mosquito: "No need..."

Fang Zheng scratched his head awkwardly, and it was right that the ancient woman's feet were more important than chastity. How could he let this man touch them casually? The two of them fell into an awkward and silent atmosphere for a moment.

After a while, Xiao Lu said, "Young Master,... do you know His Highness, King Fu?"

"Don't you recognize King Fu?" Fang Zheng said in surprise, and then reacted, "King King Fu, is the fat man who often comes to our house to eat for free. He eats a lot every time. You should have seen him?"

Only the three masters of Fang's mansion knew the identity of the fat man, but the servants didn't know anything, only they were classmates in the Young Master's academy.

"Ah! It turns out that he is His Highness, King Fu, then isn't his sister..." Xiao Lu opened her eyes wide in surprise.

"Yes, his sister is a princess, Princess Changping, but don't provoke her. That girl has a bad temper and kills nine clans at any time. According to her killing method, there will be only a few people left in the All-China Dynasty."

"So, is there hope for the news about my mother?" Xiaolu looked at Fang Zheng with anticipation in her eyes, as if he was a life-saving straw.

"Yes, there is hope." Fang Zheng nodded, stared at her dark and clear eyes, and said deeply: "Xiao Lu, whether there is news about your mother or not, you must live happily, do you know?"

Xiaolu was immersed in joy, nodded indifferently when she heard this, and turned around and worked hard to clean up the house.

Poor girl, Fang Zheng sighed secretly.

The next day, the fat man came to visit. This time he did not go to Fang Zheng’s courtyard, but asked directly to see Mr. Fang.

When Mr. Fang saw King Fu coming to the door, he did not dare to be careless and went to the gate to greet him in person. After meeting and greeting each other, Mr. Fang was respectful and spoke politely. The fat man smiled bitterly in his heart.

Identity is a dividing line between classes. In the past, Mr. Fang called out his nephew and expressed his love for the fat man in words. But now he has a layer of princely identity, but Mr. Fang no longer dares to regard himself as an elder in front of him. Are those who are in high positions destined to be alone?

——Fortunately, there was a young master Fang who was out of tune and did not take his identity as a prince in his eyes. This made the fat man feel somewhat comforted and grateful, and he also cherished his friendship with Fang Zheng even more.

Mr. Fang led the fat man to the front hall. The two of them talked for a while, and then somehow, Mrs. Fang also came out. The three of them were together, and they were talking solemnly.

"Hey, Xiaowu, guess what did the fat man say to my parents? Why are the three of them sternly looking, like a funeral committee..." In the grass under the corridor of the front hall, Fang Zheng and Xiaowu sneaked and looked around.

"Young master, do you want to go and inquire?" Xiaowu volunteered to act as a spy who invaded the enemy.

The boy was smart. Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "No, the fat man comes out later. I'll know if I ask him."

Xiaowu looked full of admiration: "Young Master is wise! Unprecedented, later..."

"Shut up! Silence!" Xiaowu is a smart boy, but he has not studied the style of flattery and flattery. He is too hypocritical and numb, and lacks a natural state of being very useful. Master Fang is very unwilling to help him in this aspect in the future.

After a while, the three people in the front hall seemed to be less and less right. Mr. Fang closed his eyes and stroked his beards, and he remained silent. Mrs. Fang's face turned red. I don't know if it was angry or emotionally excited, but the fat man was talking nonsense.

"The situation is wrong!" Fang Zheng carefully observed and made this conclusion.

The fat man probably failed to fulfill his mission this time. Young Master, I should get married and have to get married. I hurried back. When my parents asked, they pretended to be ignorant.

"Xiao Wu, retreat!" Fang Zheng waved his hand and disappeared. Xiao Wu disappeared happily.

After waiting anxiously in the courtyard for more than an hour, the fat man finally appeared.

"Thank God, you are alive. My mother didn't tear you alive?" Fang Zheng said happily when he saw the fat man.

Fang Zheng did not doubt that my mother had this explosive power. Her son's lifelong affairs were more important than her life. The fat man wanted to be the evil person who ruined his marriage in front of her. Even if he knew that he was the King of Blessings, he would probably not be able to spare him.

"How did you say this? I was talking to my uncle and aunt, why did you want to tear me off?" the fat man wondered.

"How is the matter talking?" Fang Zheng hurriedly pulled the fat man and asked.

Before the fat man could speak, Xiao Lu came in from outside the door and presented Qingming. The fat man looked at her and said, "Is this the little green girl?"

Xiao Lu blessed her blessing and said, "I am Xiao Lu, I have seen His Highness, King Fu."

The fat man said solemnly: "At a young age, he still knows how to repay his kindness. He is looking for his mother for thousands of miles. His filial piety is respectable. Brother Fang told me about your affairs, don't worry, we will help you."

Xiaolu bowed gratitude: "I thanked the young master and thanked His Highness the King of Fu."

"Oh, no need, get up quickly. Oh, I wonder if those generals who guard the border will feel ashamed when they see you. It's all my fault that Dahua is too weak!" the fat man sighed.

"Xiao Lu, haven't I told you that you should not do this in the future, and you will not be able to call yourself a servant in the future." Fang Zheng frowned and said dissatisfied.

"Young Master, this is my duty." Xiao Lu said lightly and retreated.

"Oh, this girl is so irritable." Fang Zheng shook his head helplessly.

"This is true nature. Brother Fang doesn't have to worry about it. This woman's heart is stronger than her boyfriend."

"Hey, by the way, what did you say to my parents just now? How was the matter talking about it?"

The fat man smiled proudly and stretched out three fingers proudly.

Fang Zheng stared at the eyes and said in surprise: "All three families have married? Damn! You might as well not come."

The fat man sweated heavily and said hurriedly: "I'm wrong. It's three months. I'll give you three more months. I'll let you be free and comfortable. After three months, I'll have to tie you to the auditorium."

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