In the main hall, a middle-aged man was cursing in anger: "Mad! Did that little boy die? He died early and was reincarnated early, so as not to come to the door to urge food."

A servant standing behind the man said flatteringly: "Master, this is the third year. If he wakes up, he will be a juren, but he will not be able to be exempted from land taxes."

The middle-aged man stroked his beard and said with satisfaction: "That's true, it's not easy for the court! We have to be considerate. A guy like this who occupies a pit and does not poop should be eliminated from his fame!"

According to the Ming Dynasty, Juren also had to pay taxes, but this situation changed after the Hongwu year. As soon as scholars connected, everyone would be exempted from turning a blind eye.

Of course, this is just that if you have not many acres of land, if there are thousands of acres, it will be difficult to suppress the official position.

As he was talking, the footsteps came, and the man immediately sat upright and made a majestic look.

After a dry cough, a young man who looked a little weak was surrounded by him. After seeing Zheng Songtao, he bowed his hand slightly, then frowned and watched Zheng Songtao sitting in the main seat.

As the saying goes, the Lord was humiliating his minister and died. Fang Jielun pointed at Zheng Songtao and shouted: "What a courage! He dared to be arrogant in our family!"

Zheng Songtao was stunned for a moment, then looked carefully at Fang Xing, who was looking up at the roof. After a long time, Zheng Songtao stood up and tentatively said, "But Fang Xiaolian is in front of him?"

Fang Xing didn't bow his head, but just whispered: "The tiger falls into Pingyang and is bullied by a dog. It's really hateful! I'll go to believe in my classmates and ask for justice!"

"Bang!" Hearing this, Zheng Songtao's face turned red. He hurriedly flashed to the side, but he knocked over the chair and was in extreme embarrassment for a moment.

Fang Xing lowered his head, looked at Zheng Songtao with a smile, pointed outside the door, and said lightly: "The door is there, I will give you ten breaths, otherwise you can just wait for my post to be sent to the yamen!"

Whoosh! In less than five breaths, the figures of these two people were lost in the main hall.

"Ahem!"

Both Jay Fang and Xiaobai were shocked by this change. It was not until Fang Xing coughed twice on the side that he woke up.

"How is it? Young Master, am I awesome?" Fang Xing closed the folding fan in his hand proudly, rubbed his belly, and said, "I'm hungry."

"Young master, what do you want to eat? I will tell the kitchen immediately." Fang Xing, who woke up, shocked the grain leader that Fang Jielun could not handle. In an instant, Fang Jielun recovered the quality that a butler should have.

"Butler Fang, go and do your business." As a butler, not only are the people in Fang's mansion under the jurisdiction of Jielun, but also the affairs in the fields are his, so Fang Xing wisely drove away the diligent butler.

Fang Xing sat on the chair, crossed his legs, knocked on the table, and ordered: "Xiaobai."

"I am here." Xiaobai became even more respectful, which made Fang Xing feel sad as if he had lost a friend.

"Ahem, please don't move in the kitchen first, wait for me to come."

Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, and then trotted to the kitchen.

As soon as Xiaobai left, Fang Xing immediately got into the space. Looking at the huge amount of supplies, he finally picked up five kilograms of snow-patterned beef, and then came out with satisfaction.

This land belongs to mine!

The tired birds return to the forest, the farmers return home, the children’s chirping happily and the slightest smoke rising from cooking made Fang Xing intoxicated.

There are two people in the kitchen, one is the chef Hua Niang and the other is the choreographer Chunsheng.

Hua Niang had a fat face, looking a little ferocious, but after seeing Fang Xing, a sincere smile squeezed out on her trembling face, "Young Master, what do you want to eat?"

"Puff!" Fang Xing threw the beef on the chopping board and said, "Then this piece of pork is divided into five parts, two are sent to me, one is sent to Mrs. Zhang, and two are left for you and the butler."

"Oh! This beef... the pork is so fat!" Hua Niang picked up the beef, looked at the snowflake patterns intoxicatedly, and said confidently: "Young Master, then I'll stew it with some seasonings and then give you some side dishes. Do you think it's okay?"

Chunsheng glanced at the beef and sucked it, so he was so greedy.

Fang Xing's body contracts were all in Fang Xing's hands. He said that if it was pork, it must be pork.

If anyone dares to report the news, when the official arrived, they found that there were a lot of plowing oxen in Fangjiazhuang, then the result would be awesome.

Those who are betrayal, just wait for Jay Fang’s crazy revenge!

"No, I want to eat fried ones, 70% cooked, uh! It's mostly half cooked, don't get old."

What a joke! This is beef. Although it is not made in Japan, the taste is not much different. Fang Xing in his previous life did not even have the qualifications to smell it. If it was stewed by Hua Niang, wouldn’t it be a waste of resources?

"Okay, okay, it'll be fine soon." Hua Niang also wanted to try the new flavor, so she shouted: "Chunsheng, hurry up and make a fire, bigger. If the pork is broken, I will stew you tonight and give it to the young master!"

Seeing Chunsheng, he immediately started to get a fire and did not dare to give it any discount. Fang Xing nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Xiaobai, who had been lowering his eyebrows and glad to him: "Xiaobai, help the young master and I'll go back."

Xiaobai immediately supported Fang Xing, and the girl's fragrance lingered in Fang Xing's nose, and the tentacles were warm and soft, which made Fang Xing feel very happy.

When I returned to the outer room of my bedroom, I waited for only ten minutes and saw Chunsheng coming with two plates on his face full of sweat.

Hey! How can I eat without a knife and fork? Fang Xing remembered this loophole and then went to find Xiaodao.

But before he could find it, the two hand-removing knives placed on the plate fell into his eyes.

Hi! Isn’t this despising the working people of the ancient times!

The young man had a big appetite, and after three years of confusion, Fang Xing's stomach was almost roaring and asking for meat to eat.

The remaining piece was placed in another plate, and Fang Xing said to Xiaobai: "This piece is yours."

Xiaobai said in panic: "Young Master, I dare not."

Fang Xing remembered that it was the evil old society now, so he frowned and said, "Young Master, why can't I command you anymore! Hurry up and sit down and eat."

After Xiaobai sat down tremblingly, Fang Xing pressed the beef with chopsticks, cut a small piece with a knife and put it into his mouth. After chewing it gently, the rich gravy exploded on the taste buds. It was so delicious!

Xiaobai was also attracted by this delicious beef and forgot about her superiority. She clumsyly cut the beef and squinted her eyes and enjoyed it.

After the meal, Xiaobai's little face flushed, she tidied up the tableware lightly, and made a cup of tea.

It was evening when Fang Xing took a shower, he lay on the bed and enjoyed Xiaobai's service.

A slight breathing was behind her, and the towel was rubbing on her long hair. Xiaobai's movements were a bit big. If she accidentally saw the bud that had just begun to take shape, she would touch the back of Fang Xing's head.

This feels really good!

After drying his hair, Fang Xing lay on the bed to go to bed, but after a while, the lamp was blown out by Xiaobai, and then there was a rustling sound of taking off his clothes, and a trembling body came over.

The girl's delicate body was filled with fragrance and softness, which made Fang Xing feel a little distracted. However, when he thought of Zhang Shuhui, Fang Xing held it in his arms and said, "Xiaobai, go back and sleep by himself."

Ban Sheng didn't respond, and then he heard Xiaobai say aggrievedly: "Young Master, I always slept with you, I won't leave."

Little Fairy! Fang Xing remembered a noun - Tongfang girl!

The evil old society! Such a young girl was actually arranged as a girl with a wife!

No wonder Fang Xing had two maids, but only Xiaobai could enter the bedroom. So that's how it was!

"Then be honest!" Fang Xing, who was turbulent in his heart, retreated shamefully.

"Puchi!" Xiaobai, who was close to Fang Xing, smiled, and the laughter was still covering his mouth.

"Don't laugh!" If it weren't for the fact that Xiaobai was only thirteen years old, Fang Xing would have turned into a hungry wolf and pounced on him.

Xiaobai stopped smiling, just muttering: "Young Master, are you going to see Miss Zhang tomorrow?"

Fang Xing was counting sheep, and when he heard this, he said impatiently: "Of course I'm going, that's your young master's fiancée!"
Chapter completed!