He pretended not to be successful, and it seemed that he had to go to court every day. Fang Zheng came out of the imperial study in depressedly and walked listlessly to the palace gate. As for his affairs with Changping, he had to go home to discuss with his parents. In ancient times, marriage between men and women must be approved by elders.

Fang Zheng thought while walking that it was actually good to marry a princess. He now liked this straightforward girl. Besides, with his easily troubled temperament, if a princess is his wife, then when the emperor's father-in-law was so angry that he wanted to kill him, he had to consider it.

However, Master, I have to ask for more wife. Will the emperor and Changping object? Changping probably won’t, but the emperor is not sure. If he is unhappy, he might as well call me to castrate me and go to the palace to serve him. How can I live, Master?

We have to explain this matter to them first. If they do not agree, I will push the marriage even if I fight against the order. Fang Zheng beautifully left the West Palace Gate with the idea of ​​three wives and four concubines.

A carriage was parked at the door, and there was a man standing next to the carriage. He was wide-body and fat, with a very rich face, and a kind-hearted smile on his face. From a distance, he looked like a kind-hearted owner of a business owner.

This person is nothing but a fat man.

Fang Zheng saw the fat man standing at the door and said in surprise: "Wait for someone?"

The fat man smiled and nodded.

"Who are you waiting for?"

"Wait for you."

"What are you waiting for me?"

"drink wine."

Fang Zheng shuddered: "Do you still drink? Didn't you drink enough yesterday?"

The fat man smiled and said, "I drank enough yesterday, but today there is a happy event, so I must not drink it."

"What kind of happiness? Are you going to be a father?"

The fat man said with great sweat: "No... Today we will celebrate Feng Qiudao's command of the Longwu Army. Feng Qiudao is already waiting for us in Yaoyue Tower."

"Oh, Brother Feng is treating him today. We have to have a meal. Good guy, he has been promoted twice in one level. From now on, he will walk in a wind."

The two got on the carriage and drove all the way to Yaoyue Tower. Seeing that Feng Qiudao was waiting at the door. After the scattering court, Feng Qiudao did not wear armor anymore, changed into a warrior uniform, and tied a headscarf loosely on his head, looking energetic.

Fang Zheng stepped forward and smiled and said, "Brother Feng, congratulations to Gaosheng! You look good today, so handsome you are almost catching up with me."

Feng Qiudao smiled and said, "Brother Fang, don't tease me. If you hadn't been righteous in the court, Feng would have become a sinner in the mouths of some people."

The fat man smiled and said, "The merits and demerits are commented by future generations. We cannot control how the history books will be written in the future. At least the Chinese dynasty is still ours. The country has not been occupied by foreign tribes, and the people have not been enslaved by foreign tribes. This depends entirely on the merits of the two."

Fang Zheng curled his lips and said, "Don't just say it nicely. You are the prince. You have the highest status and richest among the three of us. Do you have the nerve to let Brother Feng treat you?"

The fat man said in surprise: "I won't say that the highest status is. Isn't the richest person? Brother Fang, your family is the richest man in Huachao. Who dares to compete with you? The national treasury is not as much money as your family. Just the Yaoyue Tower where we have dinner seems to be your family's property, right?"

Fang Zheng was stunned and coughed: "...Low-key, low-key, and being rich is not my fault. Just like I am handsome, I am born..."

Feng Qiudao said: "Don't argue with you two. I'll make it my business if I'm going to do it, so I'll do it."

After saying that, Feng Qiudao walked towards Yaoyue Tower first. Fang Zheng and the fat man looked at each other and followed him in.

Yaoyue Tower is five floors high. Fatty is right. It is indeed one of the industries of the Fang family and the largest and most luxurious restaurant in the capital.

The shopkeeper of Yaoyuelou saw Fang Zheng as soon as he entered the door. The shopkeeper may not know him, but the shopkeeper knew Fang Zheng. When the three of them stepped in, the shopkeeper's eyes lit up and hurriedly pushed the waiter who was greeting him, walked forward in person, bowed to Fang Zheng and said with a smile: "Have you seen the young master, have you come to have dinner with your friends today?"

Fang Zheng nodded, pointed at Feng Qiudao, and said, "Don't ask me, ask him, he will treat him today, and have a private room on the fifth floor for us."

The shopkeeper was so excited that he followed Fang Zheng and the other two, and followed them to the fifth floor with great care.

I found a private room with a good view outside the window and sat down. The guy served fragrant tea and four dried foods. The shopkeeper bowed at Feng Qiudao, smiling with a pleat on his face: "I don't know what this master wants to eat. Just say, the young man will ask the chef to serve the food."

Feng Qiudao was a little uncomfortable. It seemed that he rarely went to the restaurant. After a while, he pointed to the fat man and Fang Zheng and said, "Please be blessed... Uh, please ask this brother to order food with your young master, order whatever you want."

It is rare to see Feng Qiudao feel uncomfortable. Fang Zheng smiled and said to the fat man: "Hey, tell me what you want to eat. Brother Feng treats him today, we have to kill him hard."

The fat man smiled and said, "Yes, General Feng is promoted today and has a bright future. It's time to make some blood."

Feng Qiudao smiled awkwardly when he heard this, and said nothing.

Seeing that the fat man and Feng Qiudao both politely pushed each other, Fang Zheng said impatiently: "I won't say that, the shopkeeper, remember, steam lambs, steam bear's paws, steam deer tails, roast flower ducks, roast chicks, roast goose..."

Master Fang was really not polite. He ordered more than a dozen precious signature dishes from Yaoyuelou in one breath. The faster he talked, the more he talked, the more he talked, just like the name of the dish in crosstalk.

Feng Qiudao couldn't sit still anymore, his face became more and more awkward, and the fat man was still sharp-eyed. Seeing Feng Qiudao's embarrassment, the fat man coughed a few times, and secretly stretched his legs under the table and kicked Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng was stunned and looked at the fat man in a daze. The fat man glared at him secretly, and then blinked at Feng Qiudao.

Fang Zheng suddenly realized, look at his buddy's brain! He blamed himself for saying it too much. He forgot that Feng Qiudao was just a leader who led the army. His meager monthly salary would have to support his family. How could he have spare money to go to the restaurant? Not to mention the series of expensive dishes just now, he couldn't afford to sell them.

Fang Zheng scratched his head embarrassedly and continued: "Smoked chicken white belly, steamed eight-treasure pig, jiangri rice stuffed duck, jar pheasant... The shopkeeper, what I just said..."

The shopkeeper hurriedly answered: "I have recorded it all, don't worry, I haven't left behind either."

"No, I mean, we don't want anything I said just now."

"Ah?" The shopkeeper was stunned. What does the young boss mean? Are you making fun of me?

"Puff..." The fat man couldn't help but spray the tea in his mouth. Feng Qiudao's expression seemed to cry and laugh, which was very strange.

"What, I just practiced my mouth just now. Just serve two meat dishes, two side dishes, and a few jars of wine to work together!"

The shopkeeper's wry smile should have turned around and left the private room.

Fang Zheng turned around, looked at the fat man's body shape, and as if he had remembered something, he got up and chased him out loudly, "Hey! Make me a little more solid! It's a big portion, and it's a basin! If you don't have any less, I'll punish you to be a hall..."

The shopkeeper walked at the stairs and almost fell down when he heard this. He smiled bitterly in his heart. This young boss is really... he is really a young boss.

When he returned to the private room and sat down, Feng Qiudao said with a look of embarrassment: "You...I...ah, people can't compare with others."

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "What are you comparing? Everyone has their own strengths. More money. You will definitely not be able to compare with me. If you compete to kill the enemy, I will definitely not be able to compare with you..."

The fat man came over and said happily: "What about me?"

After looking at the fat man, Fang Zheng said to Feng Qiudao: "If we compare our appetite, we can't compare to him..."

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The wine and food were served very quickly, and as Fang Zheng ordered, it was very "solid". The dishes on other people's tables were plate by plate, but there were four basins of size on their tables, and the smallest one was as big as a pot. It seemed that the shopkeeper had no interest in the job position in the hall, so he strictly implemented the instructions of the young master and did it meticulously.

The wine is good wine. My daughter Hong, who has been for twenty years, has three people slapped the mud seals, and I drink one bowl after another, chatting while drinking.

"Brother Fang, I heard that you beat Pan Shangshu's son a few days ago, and I almost fainted from anger in the court today. Why did Pan Shangshu offend you?" The fat man asked after taking a sip of wine.

Fang Zheng sighed: "Don't mention it. After the court was dispersed today, your father was taken to the imperial study room and scolded him. In fact, it was no big deal. At the beginning, Pan Shangshu's son, the bear, ran to my Ruyuzhai and teased my wife. Oh, it's Yanran. I don't know who he is, so I asked the guard to beat him up, and it ended up annoying that Pan Shangshu."

The fat man laughed and said, "Pan Shangshu's son is nicknamed Pan Bancheng. It is said that he has the final say in everything in the north of Jinling City. This time, it is considered that the gutter has capsized. Pan Bancheng met Fang Taisui, which is his year-round unfavorable."

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why do I listen to this wrong thing?"

The fat man smiled and said, "You, just think that I am praising you."

Feng Qiudao said: "Brother Fang, is there any trouble with this matter? If you still want to put Pan Shangshu's son into pieces, Feng still has a few smart characters on his hands, so he can reach out."

Wow, this is different from the military. Lao Feng’s subordinates don’t have the special forces soldiers who touched someone’s bed in the middle of the night to commit assassination? Fang Zheng was a little moved when he heard this. He wanted to send someone to touch Pan Shangshu’s mansion, and then castrate his unlucky son with a knife. Finally, he recommended him to the emperor and put him into the palace to embroider flowers every day like Dongfang Bubai. That scene, hehe...

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To celebrate the strong push in two weeks, my buddy took a cold shower for no reason today, but ended up... I felt a little dizzy...
Chapter completed!