In the early morning, before dawn, Xiaolu knocked on the door. Fang Zheng was sleeping in a daze, and he didn't wake up after calling for a long time. Xiaolu had no choice but to open the door and shake Fang Zheng awake.
Fang Zheng opened his eyes and saw that it was Xiao Lu, so he said confusedly: "Huh, Xiao Lu?" He looked up at the sky and saw that there was only a hint of fish belly white in the east. He couldn't help but be surprised and said: "You came to bed? Too early? But it doesn't matter.
Brother is always waiting for you, come and sleep together..."
Xiaolu's pretty face turned red with embarrassment and said angrily: "Master, what are you talking about? Someone is coming to find you."
Fang Zheng was even more surprised: "Someone is looking for me? Now? Damn! Who is so wicked?"
"This is Master Zhou. He is waiting for you in the front hall. The master has also gotten up and is talking to him."
If he is a fat man, there is no doubt about it. This kid always likes to do inappropriate things.
"Tell him, Master, I have traveled through time and have no time to see him." After saying this, he pulled up the quilt, covered his head, and planned to continue sleeping.
"No, the master said, I have to ask you to go to the front hall no matter what." Xiao Lu couldn't help but tear off the quilt and help him put it on quickly.
This damn fat man doesn’t want me to be comfortable! He came to the door when it was still dark. Why didn’t he see you fall into the sewer where the manhole cover was stolen? Fang Zheng cursed bitterly while letting Xiao Lu help him.
Putting on clothes. - Since the last morning erection incident, Xiaolu has never dressed for him again. She has to do everything by herself, but today she made an exception.
When they came to the front hall, Fatty and Mr. Fang were chatting. Fatty still had the same virtue, smiling with a simple and harmless look on his face, and the other Mr. Fang was very respectful. On the contrary, Mr. Fang was more reserved. After knowing the identity of Fatty, he was thinking
His deep-rooted concept of imperial power prevented him from maintaining a calm mind when facing the children of the royal family.
Seeing Fang Zheng's arrival, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Mr. Fang casually waved his hand and handed over the reception work to Fang Zheng, and went back to his room to sleep as if running for his life. The fat man smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle, what happened today? See you.
I almost didn't kneel down when I was there, and I never had so much courtesy before."
It's not because you are such a troublemaker. Fang Zheng rolled his eyes at him angrily: "I said, why did you come to my house so early today? The princess wants to chop off my head again?" - Huh? Why do you say "again"?
"You didn't go to school yesterday, so I came here to see if your injury is better?" The fat man smiled honestly.
"It's okay. As long as your sister doesn't be angry with me, I live a life that is more nourishing than a god. By the way, she won't still want to kill my nine tribes? If she still thinks so, don't say that I didn't give you face. Master, I
Fight with her!"
The fat man laughed and said, "How can you do that? All she said were angry words. Don't take it to heart. She regretted it as soon as you turned around yesterday..."
This is more or less the same. Young Master, I am a time-travelling person and I don’t care about this little girl from ancient times. There is no way to care about it. The princess’s legs are thicker than my waist even if she plucks all the hair out. Maybe I can reason with her?
"When you returned to the palace the day before yesterday, did your father not give you any trouble?" Fang Zheng was still more concerned about this, after all, he was also involved in this matter.
"Oh, don't mention it. When I returned to the palace, I was scolded by my father. He also sent additional guards to my palace. By the way, because of Feng Qiudao's meritorious service in escorting him, my father specially issued a decree to promote him to the rank of deputy general of the Jinwu Guards.
, transferred to my palace as the commander of the bodyguards."
"General Feng is a good soldier and deserves a commendation. - You came to my house so early just to see me? Well, have you finished reading? I went back to sleep..." Fang Zheng yawned loudly, turned around and left.
The fat man said with a dark look on his face: "I said you don't treat me as an outsider?"
"What else? Like other people, I kowtow to you as soon as I meet you and call you a thousand years old?"
The fat man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Forget it then, please continue not to treat me as an outsider. By the way, I have something else to ask you today. Didn't you say you want me to lose weight? You also said that exercising more can help you lose weight, so I decided: Starting from today, I want to exercise!"
"Very good, your decision is very wise. In this way, you run around my house twice, and I will go back and sleep while waiting for you. Don't be lazy..." Fang Zheng clapped his hands without sincerity and planned to go back to sleep. Fang Zheng The eldest young master is not stupid and does not want to accompany the fat man to go crazy.
How could the fat man let him get his wish: "I also decided..."
"Um?"
"You have to exercise with me!"
"Go! Go and stay where you can cool down! Young Master is not free." Young Master Fang has no respect for His Royal Highness Prince Fu in front of him. So what about Prince Fu, he just sits at a higher place and uses a bigger table. Master, I am still a Chinese major. As for the college students, don’t you have to stare at them?
Seeing that Fang Zheng was sleepy-eyed and had no intention of leaving, the fat man couldn't help but become anxious. He quickly took out a stack of banknotes from his arms, held them up in the air and shook them: "Five hundred taels! I'll give you five hundred taels and ask you to exercise with me!"
Fang Zheng said without turning his head: "Hmph, poverty and lowliness cannot be changed. How dare you, the damn fat man, look down on me?"
"One thousand taels!" The fat man raised the price.
"Stop coming, it's useless!"
"Two thousand taels! One price, no more charges." The fat man gritted his teeth.
Hearing a "whoosh" sound, Fang Zheng rushed to the fat man's side at a speed that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye, grabbed the banknote from the fat man's hand, put it into his arms, and said with a smile on his face: "Oh, Brother Fatty, With the friendship between you and me, talking about money will hurt our feelings. But if the fat brother is called, the little brother will obey all orders..."
The sleepy look he had just now has long since disappeared. At this moment, Young Master Fang is full of energy and walks with a wind. No pyramid schemer can match his energy.
The fat man smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Fang, you love money... ugh! Apart from this yellow and white thing, is there nothing else in the world that can impress you?"
"Nonsense!" Fang Zheng said sternly: "Besides money, beautiful women can also impress me. When will Fatty Brother give me some stunning beauties? I will be very grateful..."
"You..." The fat man was speechless and said with an ugly face: "Forget it, let's do some exercise."
"For the sake of these two thousand taels of silver, ahem, I will pass on to you the unique skill of my life, the Nine-yin White Bone Claw. Once this claw is used, the spectators will be as depressed as the mountains, and the world will be depressed for a long time..."
"Really or not?" The fat man's face was full of doubts. Brother Fang could always bring him new things and constantly create surprises. What he said was generally very credible.
"It's fake. Do you believe this?" Fang Zheng rolled his eyes. If he really knew how to use the Nine-Yin White Bone Claw, would he be beaten to a bruised face by a few gangsters? So a person's status has little to do with his or her IQ.
There are many ways to exercise, and the most common one is of course running. Unfortunately, it is not suitable for fat people with a body shape. He can't even walk well, and running would probably kill him. So Fang Zheng decided to teach him the seventh set of radio gymnastics. This is by far the least risky sport, and Fang Zheng also deleted the more strenuous parts of it, such as the "jumping exercise".
Fatty practiced with great interest. He thought Fang Zheng's method was very novel and could achieve the purpose of exercise without being too tiring. It was in line with the values of a lazy person like Fatty.
After doing it four or five times, the fat man finally got a little tired. He sat down on the grass in a state of disarray and panted. Fang Zheng looked at the fat man's body that was undulating with the violent breathing and shook his head. He had a heavy responsibility.
And it’s a long way to go.
The fat man rested for a while to regain his strength, pulled Fang Zheng, and whispered: "Brother Fang, what are your plans today?"
Arrangements? What else can be arranged besides studying? Fang Zheng looked at him doubtfully. This boy was smiling mysteriously at Fang Zheng, with an indescribably wretched expression, which made Fang Zheng feel a chill in his heart.
Fang Zheng asked back, "Do you have any plans?" This kid was smiling so loudly, he must be holding back some bad ideas.
The fat man said with a lewd smile: "I heard that the moonlight in the Qinhuai River is pretty good, why don't we go to the Qinhuai River to enjoy the moon at night." Hearing the song, he knew the elegant meaning, but the fat man's words were too formal. The moon is not the same everywhere, so why not
If you have to go to the Qinhuai River to admire the moon, you can just go to visit the kiln.
Fang Zheng pretended to be serious and said: "No, Master, I am a gentleman. In a place like the Qinhuai River..."
The fat man said hurriedly: "It's just drinking and writing poetry. Who is not a literati? Qinhuai Fengyue is a good place to go."
Fang Zheng has wanted to see the scenery of the Qinhuai River for a long time, and going with Fatty today is a good opportunity.
Immediately, I made an agreement with the fat man, and they went to school with their school bags. Today, I made an exception and did not let Xiao Wu follow me. I had to go to the Qinhuai River to admire the moon in the evening. If Xiao Wu was here, I would not be able to enjoy the moon very much.
Before leaving, Fang Zheng told the fat man: "Bring more guards!"
After the last gangster incident, Fang Zheng was extremely afraid of the situation where we were outnumbered and the enemy was outnumbered. Today, no matter what, he had to let a large group of people follow him and start a fight in order to escape calmly.
Entering the academy, he happened to meet Master Chen. Fang Zheng bowed to Master Chen with a guilty conscience, but he was very worried in his heart: Yesterday he missed a day of school for no reason, and the day before yesterday, Princess Changping made the old master who was teaching so angry that he foamed at the mouth. Will Master Chen do it?
Will you punish me? I admit that I was absent from school. Being angry with the old master has nothing to do with me. If I want to take revenge, I will go to the princess. Every wrong has its own end, and every debt has its owner...
I don’t know whether Master Chen suffered from middle-aged amnesia or something, but when he saw Fang Zheng saluting, he just nodded with a smile and didn’t even mention what happened in the past two days. Fang Zheng smiled secretly and scurried to the classroom.
Reading is indeed a tiring thing. Of course, lying on the table and sleeping in class is even more tiring. When I wake up, it is already late, and the day's reading time has been wasted. Fang Zheng only feels that his waist and bones are sore all over.
Turning around, he saw the fat man rubbing his waist with a grin on his face. Fang Zheng secretly despised him, this guy was not a good student either.
Fortunately, the disliked Princess Chang Ping did not come to the academy to cause trouble for him today, which made Fang Zheng secretly relieved. His pursuit in life is actually quite simple, eating, sleeping, and hiding from the princess.—How so.
What a simple young man.
The vitality of students is always reflected after school. This is exemplified by Young Master Fang and Fatty. When they walked out of the academy gate, Fatty was jumping around as if he had been suddenly given a shot of chicken blood, and his bloated figure actually appeared to be "as light as a swallow".
It means that you can see how excited and unrestrained his mood is, and his small eyes radiate a frightening light, just like a wolf about to be fed in the zoo at four or five o'clock in the afternoon.
Fang Zheng knew that the nightlife had begun.
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