The next day, Fang Jun rode his horse to Feng's mansion and saw the servant in the mansion running down and took the reins and led the horse to the backyard. Fang Jun walked into the mansion and came to the flower hall. He saw a handsome and handsome man in the middle-aged appearance sitting in the hall.

Fang Jun couldn't help but be surprised that everyone in Feng Zhidao's mansion knew why he had never seen this middle-aged man. He saw that the middle-aged man said indifferently: "Do it first." Fang Jun couldn't help but feel a little unhappy. The middle-aged man was not polite and did not treat himself as an outsider at all. He could not help but start to look at Fang Jun carefully, "Is this the friend Xier said yesterday that he met in Chang'an? But it seems that he doesn't respect his elders very much."

Fang Jun looked at the middle-aged man around him without any worries and saw him picking up the purple clay pot on the table and pouring a cup of tea and drinking it slowly, "Isn't this a special gift to Tianxidi fried tea and purple clay pot? How could it be in the hands of middle-aged man?" Somehow, the displeasure suddenly aggravated two points. I couldn't help but reach out and grab the teapot from the middle-aged man's hand and said, "Looking at you, you look like a knowledgeable person, drinking other people's tea without permission from the owner, is this what you should do?"

The middle-aged man couldn't help feeling unhappy, but he asked patiently: "How do you know that I didn't have the owner's consent, and how do you know that it wasn't someone who took the initiative to make tea for me?" Fang Jun couldn't help but say: "Because this tea was specially given to Tianxi Di Zi Clay Tea. I also made it by someone who made it. He couldn't let outsiders use it." The middle-aged man couldn't help asking: "How do you know that I'm an outsider and give it back to me." Just as he was about to rob, Fang Jun suddenly stopped and said, "Okay, you

A little old man dared to rob me while I was unprepared, but you still couldn't rob me." He made a face that made the middle-aged man smile bitterly: "You little brat, you actually dare to call me an old man." Fang Jun suddenly asked: "Who is the bad guy scolding me?" Seeing that the middle-aged man was about to say it casually, he suddenly saw Fang Jun's smile on the corner of his mouth changed his mouth: "It seems that you are not going to let me drink this pot of tea." Fang Jun couldn't help but nod and said: "Of course."

I heard Feng Zhidai's voice suddenly coming from behind: "Dad, what are you doing with Yiai?"

"Dad" Fang Jun couldn't help but be stunned. The middle-aged man was Feng Zhi Daidi's father. Isn't it Feng Ang? After carefully examining, the two of them were indeed somewhat similar. Feng Ang suddenly saw Feng Ang suddenly with a hint of anger and was about to brush his sleeves. Fang Jun suddenly stopped him and said, "I didn't expect that Uncle Feng had long admired his reputation. Just now, he was a little nephew who was rude and he hoped that Uncle Feng would not take it to heart." Feng Ang couldn't help but say lightly: "What kind of rude am I not a little old man?"

Feng Ang left the flower hall and Fang Jun couldn't help but look at Feng Zhidae with a little embarrassment: "Tianxi, it turns out that he is the uncle. Why don't he not notify him when he comes and go out to greet him?" Although Feng Zhidae didn't know what happened to them, he saw his father leaving and knew that there must be a small friction. He smiled and said, "No one told him when his father came, he just arrived yesterday."

Fang Jun couldn't help but say, "It turned out to be here yesterday, no wonder..." Feng Zhidai couldn't help asking, "No wonder"? Fang Jun said, "No wonder, Your Majesty asked me to tell you to lift your protection. It turned out that your father came to Chang'an." Feng Zhidai couldn't help but smile. What kind of protection is just a change of direction and house arrest.

After Fang Jun finished speaking, he didn't stop and walked out of the mansion. He saw a blue-clothed servant walking towards him. When he saw Fang Jun walking outside the mansion, he rode on the back of a horse and walked away, he couldn't help but feel a little confused: "It seems like he had seen it somewhere else." He walked slowly towards Feng Ang's room and saw Feng Zhidai talking to Feng Ang. Feng Ang couldn't help asking: "Is that boy the good friend you are talking about?"

Feng Zhidai couldn't help but nodded: "Dad, what happened between you and Yi Ai today, why did you suddenly leave angrily?" Feng Ang suddenly said dissatisfiedly: "That brat actually said I was the little old man." Feng Zhidai couldn't help laughing in silence. It turned out that this was how his father was good at everything but he valued his appearance too much. It would be strange if he heard Fang Jun actually say that he was the little old man and was not angry.

The attendant suddenly walked halfway and turned around and ran outside the mansion. He saw that there was no figure of Fang Jundi. He couldn't help but smell the servant outside the mansion and hurried back: "Old master, I found the old master..." Feng Zhidae couldn't help but turn around and asked, "What did you find?" The attendant said happily: "Old master, we heard the thunder and anger at the foot of the mountain yesterday." Feng Ang couldn't help but ask, "Who is Tanqing?"

The attendant said, "One of them has been found out. I have come to find the young master today." Feng Ang couldn't help but ask, "Xi'er, has anyone come to find you today?" Feng Zhidai couldn't help but smile and said, "The boy in the flower hall with you just now is Fang Jun, but what are you talking about? "?"

Fang Jun couldn't help but return to the room and close the door tightly. Why did he suddenly feel so relaxed after knowing that the middle-aged man was Feng Zhidaidi's father? "Dongdong" a knock on the door came from outside: "Young boy, are you inside?"

Fang Jun couldn't help but open the door and saw Linglong sitting in front of the door: "Young master, this is the land account book compiled by Miss Zheng, and sent someone to send it to the young master for the first time to see it." Fang Jun took the account book and said, "Why didn't Miss Zheng come?" Linglong said, "Miss Zheng didn't come because she was not fully familiar with the winery business." Fang Jun looked through the land account book in his hand and saw that the average monthly net profit of Yubing Wine was about 100 yuan, but the sales land scale was still too small.

Fang Jun couldn't help but say leisurely: "Linglong went to tell Miss Zheng, and said that everyone in the winery will receive rewards this year. Young Master, I'm going to take out a part of the money to share with the people below to ask her to list a detailed list including those slaves." Linglong couldn't help but smile and agreed, "I'll go now."

Fang Jun couldn't help but think about it, now it's about to be over New Year's Eve, should I send the money I earned to Lingwu and Tianxi back? It's not okay. Now I want to expand the winery and spend money on many places. It seems that I can only give them a part of it first.

Suddenly a carriage stopped outside Feng's mansion, Wang Bao walked down with the imperial edict, and said to the servants outside the mansion: "Feng Ang came out to receive the edict" and stepped in.
Chapter completed!