"Miss Fleur is right."

Hong Fan stood up slowly and nodded.

Seeing this, Zheng Fuli thought she would win easily as usual. When her anger relaxed a little, she saw Hong Fan take out a heavy metal token from his arms.

Then, he tossed the token into the porcelain bowl in front of the girl.

Wow!

The porcelain bowl with the songbird pattern and the plate were smashed into several pieces in an instant. One of the fragments fell into Zheng Fuli's arms, which happened to be the head of the songbird.

"you?!"

Although Zheng Furui has practiced martial arts, she has never fought in actual combat, and her cultivation level is almost non-existent.

Frightened by this, her face turned pale and she couldn't even speak.

"Hong Fan is seventeen years old and has already attained the rank of eighth-rank official in the imperial dynasty. I am the leader of the younger generation in Jinhaicheng. I consider myself worthy of being one of them."

I don’t know who shouted first, and then the windows facing the street were opened one by one and filled with people.

On the contrary, the atmosphere relaxed slightly.

"But when we, the younger generation, gather together, we don't need to discuss it so clearly, right?"

Finally, Chi Xinchi, who was a little slow, believed that he had sorted out the rights and wrongs of both parties, and intervened: "Sister Fu Ru..."

Only those who were short-sighted and didn't understand what the destiny star was and what the star king's lotus root was was the most outspoken anger.

However, after being guarded by the stars for a long time, Zheng Fuli, who had been observing the inner world for a long time, completely forgot about himself. He really thought that he was different and one of the leaders among the young warriors.

At this time, Hong Sheng broke the silence.

So Miss Zheng raised her eyes and asked for help.

Zheng Furui also reacted and said urgently.

Hong Fan immediately shouted loudly.

It wasn't until Hong Sheng and Li Shenji took the initiative to stir up a few topics that the atmosphere was somewhat restored.

At noon (two o'clock in the afternoon), there were already leftovers on the table.

It was only at this moment that Hong Fan's questioning broke away the illusion.

His gaze went straight to Zheng Fu's face.

[Okay, the quarrel between you two brothers made the eldest daughter of the Zheng family and Young Master Chi blush, so now you are pretending to be brothers? 】

Across the street, two firecrackers hung on the top of a tall pole more than 20 meters long, crackling in the air and whipping thousands of whips.

"Brother Hong, why don't you catch up and comfort Fu Rui? Don't let her get so angry."

"Hong Fan, it's a shame that my lady specifically asked me to give you some advice!"

Hong Sheng stood up, picked up the eighth-grade master craftsman's token with both hands, and handed it to Hong Fan.

But Zheng Furui was so ashamed that she couldn't sit still.

You can hear a needle drop in Penglai Hall.

For a moment, Penglai Hall was filled with harmony, as if nothing had happened.

“The time has come, let’s release the results!”

In the silence of the whole room, only Hong Fan's voice was clear.

"You ask me what I can do and what I can do..."

The cold wind passes through the window and goes around in circles.

Of course, the middle position was reserved for Hong Sheng, Li Shenji and the others.

The sound of a door slamming was heard in the distance.

Zheng Furui was filled with shame and anger, and she mumbled, wanting to respond.

But if it were Lotus Root who was a slave, he would definitely not be able to withstand the investigation.

"If you let go, you will be openly disrespecting the prison. I will kill you today, and Mr. Zheng will have nothing to say!"

Just as everyone was chatting and resting around the Penglai Hall, cheers suddenly broke out outside, and then a burst of firecrackers exploded.

But looking at the fake prison token in front of her, and thinking about the rumored autograph letter sent by Zhuang Liren, she couldn't find any capital in her that could fight against it, and was speechless in the end.

Hong Fan put away his pretense of feigning anger and found that although he was angry and had left the "core circle", many people's eyes were more cautious and flattering when they met him.

If she had thrown a weapon to serve as a prisoner, the most she could do would be that Zheng Zhun would not be able to help Wen Zhongguan.

After hearing what he said, Chi Xinchi let out an "Oh" as if he suddenly realized something. He walked a few steps towards the door and suddenly turned back. He simply opened the window and jumped from the fourth floor.

She stood up suddenly, half-hiding her red eyes, and quickly walked out of the dining room with Lotus Root, leaving only Chi Xinchi, who was about to speak, standing there stunned.

Hong Fan followed his brother to the window and saw that Anning Street was packed to the brim, relying on the government officials from Zhangwuyuan and Chengshoufu to maintain order.

The main banquet seats were still vacant, so the dining atmosphere was naturally ordinary.

Cui Yutang thought in his heart, but how could he dare to say it out loud?

On the other side, Hong Sheng, who was sitting down, raised his glass and spoke to everyone.

"Lotus root, put down the token."

When the echo faded away, the smoke dispersed, and the crowd fell silent in unison.

The sounds of "huh" came together, and it seemed like a sourceless wind was blowing in the room.

Bang.

Zheng Fuli's lips trembled, she had never felt the stool under her butt so hot.

"Brother Hong probably won't be back for a while, so let's have a dinner first."

Family background, beauty, vision...

"I, I..."

There are more than twenty people present here, and there are quite a few young masters who are already serving at home, but Hong Fan is the only one who has serious official status.

She vaguely knew that she was not worthy of sitting at the top.

"How brave!"

What's more important is that none of the guys who are usually jealous and trying to please themselves for their own sake, except Chi Xinchi, who is still thinking about right and wrong and organizing her speech, dare to stand up and contradict Hong Fan on her behalf.

He said in a solemn voice, and the Yanliu Jin violently moved and distorted the air under his palm, finally frightening the opponent's movements.

"If Mr. Zheng Zhun is here today, I should be there to accompany you."

The open window was closed by the steward, and the broken pieces of dishes on the top of the main table were taken away by the waiter.

he laughed.

Then there was a strong man in Zhangwuyuan uniform, his energy was deep in his pubic area, and he shouted forcefully.

To Hong Fan's expectation, by the time they were done toasting each other, almost everyone came to him to toast.

After the first round of wine and half a cup of tea, there was still only the sound of clinking bowls and chopsticks and chewing, and no one spoke.

The little maid rushed over from the side hall to protect Zheng Furui. She grabbed the prison token and wanted to throw it to the ground.

"In the 27th year of Zhenghe, the tenth issue of the Four Rankings of Zhangwuyuan is released!"

Hong Fan let out a sigh of relief, and slightly raised his hand to his brother. He first replied, "Follow your brother's advice," and then took the token with both hands.

"Second brother, in terms of official status, you must be the eldest here."

After the words fell, the young masters of the various families, the stewards of Tinghai Pavilion, and the waiters all breathed a sigh of relief.

But on the one hand, her father Zheng Zhun is Jin Hai's official official, on the other hand, Hong Sheng, who is the best in martial arts, and Li Shenji, who is older, do not want to clearly distinguish themselves, so they use her as a

buffer.

Seeing the owner's reaction, the maid finally realized the danger and put the token back on the table with trembling hands.

Dimensionality reduction hits yes.

"I just don't know how virtuous and capable you are, Miss Fu Rui, how can you be able to sit in this position?"

Hot dishes that had been waiting on the tray for a long time were brought to the table. The waiters withdrew with stiff smiles on their faces. They didn't raise their arms with grins until they left the door.

As soon as these words came out, the face of the daughter of the Zheng family suddenly turned from white to red.

As he spoke, he jumped up and ran vertically along the long pole until he was about ten meters away. He grabbed the pole with one hand and jumped. After flying several feet, he hung the martial arts baton held in his other hand on the head of the pole.

The bright yellow brocade rolled down vertically, with a bang like a hammer and a drum, and stretched straight as it rode.

Hong Fan raised his eyes slightly to the top of the list, and at first sight he saw two ink characters as big as wheels.

"Heavenly List".
Chapter completed!