I saw the madam limping away.

Li Yuanzhao quietly approached Zhang Biao and whispered: "Brother Biao, can you teach me?"

Zhang Biao looked at him with a slanted look: "What are you teaching you?"

"Kung Fu! How can you be so good in your body?"

Fang Zhengyi grinned and looked at the two of them. Now he knew that my brother Biao was awesome! He was not convinced before.

Zhang Biao said calmly: "Oh, if you want to temper your body, it's simple. There is no complicated thing. I examine myself three times a day, that's all!"

I examine myself three times a day...

Li Yuanzhao was surprised that Brother Biao could say such philosophical words with a rough look, so he stumbled: "What... means?"

"Just temper your body three times a day, and you will be as strong as him!"

Fang Zhengyi interrupted and said, he wanted to learn from Zhang Biao, but normal people really can't learn... It's too cruel.

Zhang Biao was originally from Taoyuan County, but he was so hungry that he couldn't get out of the ground. Fang Zhengyi gave him three baskets of steamed buns before he could barely recover.

Later, after inquiring, I found out that this guy has never eaten enough since he was a child.

Since Fang Zheng got rich, he kept greeting him with big fish and meat, and Zhang Biao's amazing talent has emerged.

In addition, he practiced hard every day, and Zhang Biao was still happy with it, which gave birth to the physique of a human-shaped beast.

Li Yuanzhao swallowed hard and whispered to Fang Zheng: "Has Brother Biao never met an opponent?"

"The Master said: I have not seen anyone who is tough~" Fang Zheng looked at him sideways, and it seemed that Brother Biao's fan was already there.

"What does it mean? Who is Zi?" Li Yuanzhao was confused.

"Zi is a giant man who is nine feet and six inches long. He is proficient in both civil and military skills, and is surrounded by seventy-two people who are as arrogant as him."

"Even Zi has never seen anyone who is so strong that Brother Biao cannot beat him."

“………….”

While speaking, the madam limped back, saying, "No, Miss Luo still disagrees. I'm really sorry for Lord Fang."

"Hmm!?" Zhang Biao stood up suddenly.

The madam immediately panicked and said, "Officials, it's not that I don't want to talk about peace. It's because Miss Luo's special identity is not my control. Don't be angry~"

Li Yuanzhao looked at Zhang Biao admiringly.

Fang Zhengyi frowned and said, "Oh? Who is the boss behind Zangxiang Pavilion?"

"This...is hard to say..."

"If our young master asks you, you will answer!"

"It's actually the property of King Wu..."

King Wu... I haven't heard of this person for a long time. In Fang Zhengyi's impression, King Wu has always been a waste snack. He doesn't sell wine very well, but the brothels are running very well.

Although he felt a little strange, he was too lazy to think about the things that had nothing to do with Fang Zhengyi.

So he said, "I will write a poem. Please give it to Miss Luo for me. If it fails, I will leave!"

The madam nodded quickly and agreed, and then ordered someone to get paper and pen.

Fang Zheng picked up the pen and started writing for a moment: "I love the lotus that comes out of the mud without stain, washes in the clear water without being charming, ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

You can't be fooled by looking far away."

Ailian said that she only remembered these few words. The reason why Miss Luo didn't see her was because she left without saying goodbye.

And I must also like poetry very much when attending poetry meetings.

Well, it is reasonable to write this, and it should be almost done to explain it clearly, after all, it is just a meeting.

The madam held the white paper and looked at the three lines of words written on it with a straight look: "Is this a word?"

"Don't worry about that much, just show her!"

The madam had no choice but to go upstairs with white paper and struggled to carry the white paper.

He soon returned again and said with a smile: "Mr. Fang! Miss Luo agreed, I will take you up there."

"It's just you can get up there."

Fang Zheng nodded and followed the madam upstairs.

Luo Ningxin's room was on the third floor. After being sent to Fang Zhengyi, the madam quietly closed the door.

He looked downstairs, rubbed his hands, and hurried downstairs with joy...

Entering the room, Fang Zheng looked at it instinctively.

The decoration of this room is completely different from the last time in the pleasure boat. The decoration is more exquisite, and there are many very precious cultural relics in the room.

The book is very angry, and the most common ones in the room are all kinds of books.

And there seems to be a very high-end scent inside the house.

Fang Zhengyi slowly walked into the house, Luo Ningxin was still sitting on the embroidered bed, separated by the gauze.

Just as I was about to speak, Luo Ningxin's voice came out: "Why did Lord Fang leave without saying goodbye last time? Is my Pu Liu's posture so annoying to me?"

Fang Zhengyi laughed awkwardly: "Miss Luo is joking. I have never seen Miss Luo's true face yet. How can I hate it?"

"It was just a reason for the incident. Miss Luo's outstanding temperament was like a lotus, which made people feel ashamed and could only see from afar."

Luo Ningxin stood up from the embroidery bed after hearing this, and stood in front of Fang Zhengyi with a pair of three-inch golden lotus, stepping on the embroidered shoes.

A pair of charming eyes stared at Fang Zhengyi.

Suddenly he raised the rice paper in his hand and said, "Can you make up for this article for me?"

Fang Zheng must have seen that it was Ai Lian’s saying that he had just written.

Then he twitched the corner of his mouth: "No!"

“Why?”

"Because I can only write a little bit."

Luo Ningxin covered the corner of her mouth and took two steps back, and said with a giggle: "No wonder the outside world says that Lord Fang is the saint of the broken word. This way of missing everything is indeed implemented throughout the whole process."

“…………….”

"Haha, does Miss Luo know who started the preaching? I went to incite him to let this person know what all things are missing."

Fang Zhengyi was so angry that his teeth were itchy. What a bullshit nickname... Isn't it embarrassing to say it? It's better than a slaughter of the poisonous man.

"Sir, I'm joking. What's the point of finding me today? Could it be... to fulfill the promise that I had not completed last time?" Luo Ningxin looked up and down at Fang Zhengyi, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

After all, Da Tian is still an ordinary man. Although the poems are better, they are just a broken piece...

Fang Zhengyi thought for a while and said, "That's not the case, I just want to change Miss Luo's lottery."

"What did you do? It seems that I can't get into your eyes." Luo Ningxin was curious.

Free is the most expensive one. Young master, I never get this trick when I walk around the world! The most important thing is the word "stable".

Besides, this woman has an indecipherable connection with the King of Wu, so Fang Zhengyi dared not touch her even more.

If he hadn't come to the house on his own initiative, Fang Zhengyi would have been afraid of being slaughtered by this woman.

"Ms. Luo is so concerned! I have long been interested in it. This time I am here to find Miss Luo to do a business."

Hearing this, Luo Ningxin chuckled twice: "Does Lord Fang know? Someone once gave 180 taels and just wanted to say three words to Ningxin, but Ningxin didn't agree."

"Is it still impossible for Ningxin to recommend the pillow mat to compare with the business that Lord Fang wants to do?"

"Not comparable."
Chapter completed!