It was already late at night when we returned to Fang Mansion. There were still lanterns hanging high at the door of Fang Mansion. Looking at this situation, it seemed that everyone was still asleep.
Butler Sun was squatting at the concierge, holding a small pot of wine in his hand. He kept looking out the door, and from time to time he would take a sip of wine from the spout. He was living a very comfortable life. He saw Fang Zheng coming.
, Butler Sun looked happy, put down the wine bottle and came over to greet him.
"Oh, my young master! Why did you come back just now? The master and his wife have been waiting for you for a long time."
Fang Zheng was stunned, waiting for me again? What did my brother do this time and fall into the hands of the second elder?
"Steward Sun, do you know what my parents are waiting for me for?" Now Fang Zheng has learned to ask for directions before meeting the real master. - I have to ask, there is an emperor in the palace and a father at home.
These two people are specifically looking for trouble for Young Master Fang, so you can't be careful.
"It's okay. Oh, your classmate Master Zhou is here. The master and his wife are talking to him in the front hall."
Fatty? Didn’t we just break up? Why did he come to my house again? Why is this guy less popular than this young master?
Entering the front hall, my parents were having a lively chat with the fat man. I don’t know what they were talking about, but they laughed happily.
After bowing to his parents in confusion, Fang Zheng cast a questioning look at the fat man. The fat man ignored him and continued to talk to his parents with a simple and honest smile on his face.
"...Later, Cinderella and the prince lived a happy life. They bought a piece of land in the countryside, built a large four-seater yard, and bought many servants, and they lived together until they grew old...
"A streamlined and censored version of the fairy tale "Cinderella" with strong Chinese local characteristics is freshly baked in Fatty's mouth.
Fang Zheng looked at the fat man in astonishment, Damn! Fatty is so shameless! Isn't this a story that my young master told him before? This kid is really not polite, he used it to fool my parents, - I don't know
Did he charge my parents?
Mr. Fang and his wife were very excited when they heard this, and they asked again and again: "Is there more? Is there more?"
The fat man smiled and said: "This story is over. Next time I will tell my uncle and aunt another story about "Sleeping Beauty"..."
Fang Zheng was stunned again...
Mr. Fang coughed and said to Fang Zheng: "You see, His Royal Highness Prince Fu is so talented that he can tell such touching stories with just a single opening of his mouth. How about you? Humph! You have no knowledge and skills, and you only know how to do mischief outside all day long!"
Fang Zheng said nothing, gritted his teeth, and "squeaked"...
A humble expression appeared on the fat man's loyal face: "Uncle, you praised me. My nephew just read a few more books and made up a few stories for entertainment in his spare time. It's not very elegant..."
Mr. Fang stroked his beard and shook his head and said: "That is much better than this evil boy in my family. He can't even make up a decent story, but he is quite accomplished at lying in front of me. Alas, my family is unfortunate!"
Fang Zheng said nothing and continued to grit his teeth, "squeaking"...
The fat man glanced at Fang Zheng with a smile on his face: "In this case, my nephew can only feel ashamed of my uncle's praise."
Master Fang nodded to the fat man with admiration in his eyes, and then when he looked at Fang Zheng, his face immediately turned serious: "You came back so late, what trouble did you get into again?"
Dad, this is clearly a double standard! Is the fat man your biological child?
Fang Zheng glared at the fat man bitterly and said respectfully: "Dad, my son is busy with government affairs now..."
Mr. Fang interrupted him unceremoniously: "Bullshit! You are a fifth-grade person who is not doing your job and is busy with government affairs. Do you think I don't know that? Huh! The shopkeeper of Yaoyuelou just came here and said that someone smashed our house.
At the restaurant, things seem to have started because of you, tell me! What trouble have you caused outside recently?"
Fang Zheng said innocently: "No, Dad, I've been keeping a low profile lately. If you don't believe me, ask Fatty..."
Mr. Fang sneered and said, "You didn't mess with him. Is there something wrong with him? He just smashed up other people's shops for fun?"
Fang Zheng quickly flattered him: "Dad, you are really wise and powerful, and you hit the mark. Isn't there something wrong with that kid?"
The fat man covered his mouth and laughed sullenly while listening, his shoulders shaking.
Mr. Fang stared at Fang Zheng for a long time, and then let out a long sigh: "His Royal Highness Prince Fu has told me about the matter just now. You are really not to blame for this matter. However, you are now an official in the court, and the officialdom is becoming more dangerous every step of the way.
How long can you be an official by offending people everywhere because of your temper?"
How many days can I take this job? It’s best if the Emperor removes me. Everyone will have peace of mind and don’t want to be such a bad official? Fang Zheng curled his lips secretly.
The fat man came out to smooth things over: "Uncle Fang, you can't blame Brother Fang for this matter. It's really the Pan Shangshu family that bullied people too much. Brother Fang spoke upright and outspoken in the court for the soldiers who died on the grassland, and he didn't hesitate to offend the powerful. Now the people in the capital
We all think of Brother Fang well."
Fang Zheng nodded in agreement: "That's right."
Mr. Fang glared at Fang Zheng fiercely and stopped talking.
The fat man smiled at the right time and said: "My nephew has taken the liberty of coming to the house so late today because he has something happy to report to his uncle and aunt."
Mr. Fang smiled and said: "Your Highness Prince Fu, what is the happy event for our Fang family?"
The fat man glanced at Fang Zheng seemingly casually and said with a smile: "Congratulations to uncle and aunt, brother Fang... Haha, brother Fang is going to be the prince consort."
"What?" Mr. Fang and his wife were shocked, and then looked at each other in disbelief.
Immediately, Mr. Fang glared at Fang Zheng fiercely: "Which princess did you provoke again?"
Why do you say "again"? When Fang Zheng heard this, he was so depressed that he wanted to hit the wall. In your mind, I am a professional in provoking princesses?
Fang Zheng stretched out a finger pitifully, and said with a smile: "One, just one. I only provoked one princess in total, hehe..."
Mrs. Fang asked cautiously: "Could it be... Princess Changping?"
Fang Zheng and Fatty nodded together: "Exactly."
Mr. Fang and Mrs. Fang looked at each other again, and then their faces were filled with joy. Mrs. Fang said happily: "I will say that Princess Changping and my son are destined. Their red thread was tied by Yue Lao in their last life. No matter how many twists and turns, it will still be
We'll be together."
Mr. Fang stared at the fat man: "Your Highness Prince Fu, can you tell me what's going on?"
The fat man bowed and said: "Uncle, my father admires brother Fang very much and has long planned to betroth my sister, Princess Changping, to him. Unfortunately, brother Fang has been reluctant to express his position, and my father has not been able to say much. Recently, he has been reluctant to express his opinion.
A few days, haha, maybe Brother Fang figured it out on his own, maybe he has developed feelings for my sister, of course my father wants it, and my nephew thinks there will be no more twists and turns in this marriage."
Mrs. Fang poked Fang Zheng on the head bitterly: "My princess likes you so much, but you bastard even picks up Qiao, you are so beautiful!"
Mr. Fang said seriously to Fang Zheng: "Zheng'er, what do you say about this matter?"
Fang Zheng lowered his head shyly and drew circles on the ground with one foot: "Just do what you say..."
The whole room is filled with cold...
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The marriage seems to have been settled, and now we are just waiting for the emperor to summon the princess to marry. It is said that there are many etiquettes in the palace, and how troublesome it is, Master Fang did not ask.
The emperor quickly summoned him, but this time it was not for his marriage to the princess.
After the court dismissed the next day, Fang Zheng was summoned to the imperial study room again according to the old rules. It was strange that the emperor always liked to summon him alone after the court dismissed.
Fang Zheng's nerves have now been tempered very hard. From the initial trepidation, to now entering the imperial study room every day is as normal as visiting his own garden. After many contacts with the emperor, he discovered that the so-called emperor is just
He is just an old man wearing a royal robe. Except that he always likes to lecture others with a straight face, he is not much different from other old people. Perhaps, he is more lonely than other old people.
Fang Zheng once knew an old man in his previous life, who was very similar to the emperor. The difference was that the old man guarded the school reception room. When Fang Zheng was studying, he had a cheerful personality and was good at dealing with people, so he had a good relationship with the old man.
He was quite good. From time to time, he took out a few candied roasted chestnuts from his pocket with a straight face and stuffed them into his hand. He whispered to him to hide them and don't let other classmates see...
So Fang Zheng gradually figured out the trick of getting along with the emperor. - Don't be intimidated by his serious and blunt expression. Many ministers were so frightened that they could not speak when they saw the emperor. In fact, there was no need for it. A person has just been in a high position.
Sometimes, he may enjoy being worshiped and awed by others, but no one enjoys this feeling for decades. More often, he just regards the awe of others as a kind of etiquette and formality, just like what is shown on TV
, when the ministers kowtow, they must shout "Long live my emperor". After shouting, the emperor will definitely reply "All the ministers are safe." This is just a set of procedures, and when it is completed, it proves that everyone has fulfilled the courtesy of a courtier.
Fang Zheng is a time traveler who has received more than ten years of modern education, so he doesn't pay too much attention to this aspect. In the memory of his previous life, except for offering sacrifices to his ancestors during the Qingming Festival and New Year, he has never knelt down at all.
But the thing is so strange. The emperor doesn't like those red tapes that he doesn't like, which just suits the emperor's wishes. Maybe this is the reason why Fang Zheng is so favored in front of the emperor.
The emperor was not the only one in the royal study room. Next to him, surprisingly, were Fatty and Chang Ping. They seemed to have just been punished, with sad faces and a look of bad luck. Chang Ping's little mouth was pouting high, looking very angry.
, the fat man’s fat face also drooped, and he lowered his head angrily and said nothing.
Seeing Fang Zheng come in, the two of them raised their heads at the same time and winked at him vigorously.
Human communication requires language and words. What can the eyes express? Fang Zheng glanced at them in confusion and bowed respectfully to the emperor.
The emperor was reviewing the memorial with a straight face as usual, but didn't even raise his head when Fang Zheng came. Fang Zheng vaguely felt that something was wrong, a bit like a storm was coming.
Turning his head quietly, he saw Fatty and Chang Ping gesturing at the emperor while he was not paying attention. The gestures were difficult to understand. They pointed at Fang Zheng at one moment and at themselves at the other. They were panicked when they pointed at Fang Zheng and anxious when they pointed at themselves...
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What do these two brothers and sisters want to express? Fang Zheng is puzzled. Come on, he should find the answer himself.
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