I came here today and said we were eating roasted beef, but in fact we were still talking about things.
After the most important things were discussed, Zheng Linyuan went back.
After the five flavors of the dish have passed, it becomes a bit bland and tasteless.
Another older man stood up and said, "Brother Fang, you used to be the most attentive and casual person among us.
We have been trapped in official circles for many years in our lives, and we have never been as free and unrestrained as you. Since you are willing to take us with you today, we old bones are not afraid to accompany you.
But, as a friend, I still want to say, I hope you always know clearly in your heart what you are doing."
Fang Congwen chuckled softly when he heard this, then stood up and walked to the corridor outside the door.
There is a row of railings here. Standing here, you can see the surrounding scenery. It is the highest place in this area.
"Come and take a look!"
Fang Congwen suddenly spoke.
The other two people walked over after hearing this.
"Did you see that?"
The two people looked in the direction of his finger and saw a carriage slowly leaving at the door of Lingxiaoguan.
"What does this mean?" One of them was puzzled. "Lingxiao Temple was built by His Majesty, and now the Imperial Preceptor lives in it. Even though dignitaries often visit, there seems to be nothing unusual."
Fang Congwen shook his head and slowly walked in, "But what if that person is the prince?"
The expressions of both people changed. You looked at me, I looked at you, and you finally understood what your old friend meant.
The two people raised their hands at the same time and said: "We understand what you mean, don't worry! There won't be any problems on our side.
I just hope that no matter what happens, Brother Fang will take care of himself. He is a very old man after all, so many things must not be impulsive."
This is talking about several impulsive behaviors he had when he was young.
After the two of them left, Fang Congwen poured himself a glass of wine. He thought of an old friend.
An old friend who has passed away.
It turns out that they are the ones left behind.
However, even though it is left behind, it is not useless!
Fang Congwen murmured to himself, then picked up the wine glass in his hand and handed it toward the void, "I respect you and I respect myself.
But this time, I might be able to defeat you."
He said, as if he felt a little funny, shook his head again, and finally slowly walked downstairs and left.
Now that the war is still going on, in order not to delay the exchange of information from everywhere, the city gates are closed on time, and only enough manpower is arranged to deliver letters and things.
The curfew in the city has become a decoration. Those who manage curfew affairs are as busy as spinning tops, and there is no time to take care of it.
Anyway, as long as the city gate is guarded and the order of entry and exit is not disrupted, then there will be no problem at all.
Therefore, when Fang Congwen came down from upstairs, although the place was mostly deserted, there were still many people coming and going at the door, which looked very lively.
After all, he was quite old. He had only had a few glasses of wine and his steps were staggering.
When the old steward waiting in the carriage at the door saw him, he couldn't help but start talking, "Sir, how old are you?
In the past, when we were in the south, you were more in control. Why can't you control yourself now that you're in the capital? When I get back to the house and let the old lady see me, I'm afraid I'll be scolded again tomorrow."
Speaking of his old wife, even though she was a little drunk now, Fang Congwen was still a little nervous, "Go, go, give me the bowl of sobering soup and two sobering stones. Don't dare to let her know, otherwise tomorrow
I really had a hard time."
Because he came down from the third floor, the old butler's carriage was parked at the door of the restaurant.
People coming and going couldn't help but smile when they heard the conversation between their master and servant.
For a man of such an age to be so afraid of his wife, no matter who he is, it would sound funny and heart-warming to everyone.
In the carriage that Kankan passed them by, the expression on Princess Huimin's face was indescribable.
Next to her is her new maid.
After that kind of thing disappeared from her body, everyone in the eldest princess's mansion or her own mansion was dismissed by her.
Needless to say, my personal attendant has already gone to report to the underworld.
Those who knew a little bit were also poisoned and mute, their limbs and limbs were cut off, and they were sold far away.
As for the remaining ones that she had never seen at all, she also found them disturbing.
Since his destiny has been completely changed, he naturally needs a new atmosphere around him, so he simply replaced everyone.
The maid who was following her at this time had a round face, which looked very pleasant.
And he is also a talkative person.
Princess Huimin's temperament has changed a lot. She is no longer as proud and unreasonable as before, and she is even less unruly.
But at the same time, she also became silent. She didn't talk much on weekdays. Probably because of this reason, the people she chose to serve around her now actually chose those who liked to chatter.
Just like the one in front of me, when I heard the two conversations outside, I couldn't help but laugh and said: "That old lady is really funny, I don't know what kind of woman their old lady is.
After so many years, he can still make his husband so fearful. He must be very clever, let me tell you! This man is too capable, which is not a good thing.
Instead of finding a man who is so capable and has him make the decision in everything, it is better to find a man who really likes you and is willing to listen to you in everything.
In this way, life in this life will be much easier, as long as you do it according to your own preferences."
Huimin looked at her in surprise after hearing this, startling the maid, and the smile on her face couldn't help but disappear. She looked at her timidly and asked: "Princess, what did the slave say wrong?"
Princess Huimin did think of something because of her words.
But looking at the maid's eyes, she fell silent again.
After a while, he shook his head and said, "No, it's just that I've never heard you say such a thing."
The maid was bought from outside and didn't know much about the affairs of the capital. After hearing this, she thought to herself: "Princess, you have such a good temper, the more so.
If you find a man with a fierce temper or tough methods, you will definitely be bullied. Princess, you are good-looking and have a soft temper, so you should find a man who is willing to hold you in his hands, love and pamper you for the rest of his life. That way
If..."
Halfway through the maid's speech, she realized that Huimin was looking at her with that look again. This time, the little maid didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, so she could only forcefully smile and said: "Princess, that's what I said, in the future.
Naturally, the princess’s horse must be liked by the princess herself.”
Huimin didn't know what she was thinking of, and felt a little unspeakably irritated, but she quickly adjusted herself.
She said calmly: "Although you have not received professional training and were chosen by me, it does not mean that you can not learn the rules. If so, speak less in the future, not only in front of me, but also outside.
And don’t talk about important topics of the other party casually.”
The maid nodded quickly, with a timid expression on her face, "Yes, I remember, I will never talk nonsense again."
Huimin saw her looking so careful, and the irritability in her heart became more intense. A trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, and then she waved her hand and said, "Open the door!"
It had been a while since they arrived here, but Huimin didn't say anything about getting off, so no one dared to move.
When they heard her speak, several people immediately gathered around to serve her.
Huimin stepped off the carriage on the back of a servant, then raised her eyes and looked at the three words flying in front of her, and smiled softly, it was written by the emperor's uncle himself!