Everything was almost discussed, and Yang Duqing couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the master of the Fang family and stayed as a guest.
When Fang Zheng saw Chang Ping leaving the front hall and heading straight for the gate of Fang Mansion, his expression was extremely shameful and angry, so he complained to Yang Shangshu and quickly chased him out. The reception work was handed over to Mr. Fang. He was not afraid of Chang Ping's shame and anger.
He would have trouble with himself. What he was worried about was that if Changping was unhappy, the ruffians in the capital would suffer.
Many experiences in the past have shown that when Changping was unhappy, he would usually bring his murderous women's army around the capital, looking for those short-sighted gangsters, and if they caught them, they would send them to their deaths. God may have a good life
Because of his virtue, ruffian gangsters also have a promising career. Chang Ping's temporary venting of anger cannot lead to turmoil in the entire seduction industry. This is extremely detrimental to the long-term stability of the capital.
Outside the gate, Chang Ping didn't care about the stunned gazes of the concierge's servants. He blushed and beat Fang Zheng's chest vigorously. While beating him, he said in an embarrassed voice: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault! Now I
But I’m too embarrassed to see anyone!”
Fang Zheng endured the pain and said: "...Stop beating him. If you beat your future husband to death, you would be shameless in public."
Stopping his hand, Chang Ping glared at him bitterly: "Why didn't you remind me earlier?"
Fang Zheng complained: "How can I remind you? You kicked the door open and came in. It's too late to remind you."
Chang Ping knew he was in the wrong, so he snorted angrily, turned around and left silently.
"Hey, where are you going?" Fang Zheng asked anxiously.
"I'm too shameless to see anyone, so I'll just die! Leave me alone!" Chang Ping said angrily, walking faster and faster.
Fang Zheng sighed, knowing that Her Royal Highness the Princess was in a bad mood at the moment and was about to get married. But then something like this happened, which destroyed her impression in the hearts of her father-in-law and mother-in-law. What was even more annoying was that,
Or did she destroy it herself, so that she couldn't find anyone to vent her anger on, and teach her how not to be depressed?
Fang Zheng had no choice but to stay with Chang Ping and comfort her, telling her to behave well in the future and go back and tell her parents that her performance was abnormal this time.
Ping didn't know whether she figured it out or was amused by Fang Zheng. After a while, she regained her beautiful smile like a flower.
Chang Ping, who had regained his good mood, was now interested in shopping. He dragged Fang Zheng back and forth and ran around. Chang Ping was followed by several female guards. The group of people left Fang's mansion slowly.
We wandered to the north of the city.
Later, Fang Zheng was really tired. What kind of creature are women? There is no difference between ancient women and modern women. When they go shopping, they feel like they have been injected with chicken blood. This proves that men
The suffering is so profound, and this suffering has been passed down from ancient times.
"Stop! Stop it!" Fang Zheng made a pause gesture, stopping Chang Ping's plan to go shopping in a silk and satin shop.
"No... I can't do it anymore!" Fang Zheng said, pointing to the chicken and dog bits and pieces hanging on his body. Chang Ping had a very weird taste. She never looked at the price when buying things. Whether it was high-end antiques or fake street stalls, as long as she felt interested in it,
, bought them all. So at this time, what Fang Zheng was hanging on, carrying in his hands, and carrying on his shoulders were all unknown gadgets.
For example, there were a few hostas, an authentic calligraphy by a famous artist, and a ginseng plant that was said to be thousands of years old. The guy running the street vendor swore that he saw the ginseng turned into sperm with his own eyes, running around with his butt naked all over the mountain. What's even more outrageous is that
, Chang Ping actually bought a Longquan sword from a street stall, which was said to make a golden sound in the middle of the night. This was quite nonsense. Fang Zheng thought that unless the Longquan sword was a female, Sichun would scream in the middle of the night.
But Changping didn't care about this. As long as she liked it, she would definitely buy it. As her future husband, Fang Zheng had to grit his teeth and keep digging out the money. Fortunately, the project funds for the construction of the shadow training base were embezzled by Fang Zheng.
He paid a lot, otherwise today would be embarrassing. When his wife wants to buy something, a man can't afford it. This is just like a man not doing anything at the critical moment in bed. It is extremely embarrassing.
Even so, after this round of shopping, Fang Zheng also spent hundreds of taels of silver. He felt distressed and had to put on a smile and pat his chest loudly, "It's not bad! Spend as much as you want!"
Seeing Fang Zheng's exhausted appearance, Chang Ping felt heartbroken. He waved to a female guard, took off everything on his body, and ordered the guard to send him back to the mansion...
The female guard took the things from Fang Zheng with one hand and weighed them casually in her hands, then gave Fang Zheng a contemptuous look and turned away.
"What does her look mean?" Fang Zheng was unhappy, "If you have the strength, come here and help me earlier. I'm so exhausted that you still despise me, damn!" Fang Zheng felt that his male dignity had been challenged.
Changping laughed and pushed him: "Okay, what are you trying to do with my guards?"
Fang Zheng snorted angrily: "If you have the ability, challenge me to a duel!"
Chang Ping asked doubtfully: "Really or not? Have you become more capable recently? Shouldn't you say harsh words when someone is far away?"
Fang Zheng said firmly: "...Of course it's true!"
"Then I will arrange a fight between you and her tomorrow?"
"Ahem... I have something to do tomorrow. No, I've been very busy these days and can't spare any time. However, the killer brother next to me has been relatively free recently..."
"Ge Ge Ge, you bastard, you are so bad to the core!" Chang Ping smiled sweetly and used the black tiger move to dig out Fang Zheng's heart.
"…………"
The two were walking hand in hand on the noisy street. In this era, men and women were strictly guarded. Seeing this man and woman holding hands as if no one else was around, passers-by couldn't help but be horrified and pointed at them. Fortunately, Fang Zheng came from a previous life and grew up.
Ping Geng had a way of going his own way and didn't care about everyone's advice. On the contrary, he chatted more enthusiastically.
"Hey! Come on, come on, come on, come on, look at that woman in front of you. She's wearing really nice clothes!" Chang Ping pulled Fang Zheng's sleeves, pointed at the back of a woman less than a foot away in front of him, and said excitedly.
Fang Zheng looked intently and saw the slim back of this woman, with a slim waist and plump hips. She showed a graceful appearance when she moved around. Just looking at her back made people salivate.
Fang Zheng touched his chin and squinted his eyes to confirm Chang Ping's aesthetics: "Yeah! It's really good-looking! How about I go up and take off all her clothes, then the clothes are yours and she's mine?"
Fang Zheng's voice was not loud, but not quiet either. At least it could still be heard within a radius of one foot.
The woman with nice clothes and a good-looking back obviously heard Fang Zheng's flirtatious words, paused in her steps, turned around suddenly, and met Fang Zheng face to face.
I saw that this woman was about twenty-three or four years old, with an oval-seed face and willow-leaf eyebrows. She was as smooth as fat and as smooth as pastry. She had no makeup and her color was like morning glow reflecting snow. She showed little grace and her strong waist was like a willow blowing in the evening breeze.
"Wow! Sister Feng! Why are you here?" Fang Zheng shouted in surprise.
Sister Feng snorted: "I wonder which bastard dares to molest a common girl in broad daylight. It turns out to be Young Master Fang. No wonder."
Fang Zheng suffocated and laughed dryly: "Coincidence, purely coincidental, I will definitely see the front clearly before teasing you next time."
When Sister Feng heard this, she smiled charmingly and said, "Is it possible that Young Master Fang dislikes your elder sister because I am old and yellow, and I am no longer worthy of your attention, and I am not qualified for you to tease me?"
Fang Zheng was stunned, then rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "How can you not, mainly because I am too familiar with Sister Feng, haha, I am too embarrassed to do it..."
Chang Ping saw that the two of them were only talking and seemed to have forgotten her existence, and the little girl became unhappy.
"Hey! Do you think I don't exist?" Chang Ping has always had a bad impression of Sister Feng. He thinks she is charming, often seduces Fang Zheng, and has been married once, so she is not so polite when speaking.
Only then did Sister Feng notice that there was a little girl next to Fang Zheng. When she took a closer look, she turned out to be Princess Changping. Sister Feng looked solemn and knelt down to salute. Fang Zheng quickly stopped her: "Hey, you can't help it, this is the street.
Come on, don't draw attention to yourself."
As he spoke, Fang Zheng took the opportunity to hold Sister Feng's hand and pretended to help her, with a serious look on his face, like a gentleman sitting still in his arms, but secretly touched her soft and white jade hand a few times, wow, really.
I wonder what kind of skin care products Sister Feng uses. She is twenty-three or four years old, and her little hands are as tender as those of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. People can't help but want to touch them.
Sister Feng gave Fang Zheng a charming look and did not salute Chang Ping. With her pretty face red, she withdrew the jade hand that Fang Zheng was caressing repeatedly in secret.
Chang Ping was not blind. She saw the two of them flirting back and forth, so how could she not know that there was an ambiguity between them? Even though she felt sour in her heart, she could only hold it back, but as a result, she became more hostile to Sister Feng.
"Sister Feng, are you shopping alone?" Fang Zheng asked curiously.
"I just happened to go to your house to find you, and I heard from your concierge that today the Minister of Etiquette is here to discuss your marriage to Her Royal Highness the Princess. I couldn't disturb you, so I came back."….
Fang Zheng said happily: "Could it be that Sister Feng's conscience found out and she planned to give me dividends?"
Sister Feng said with a smile: "No, a customer came to the store and asked to see you by name. He said he didn't dare to go to your house for fear of attracting attention. He had no choice but to let me run the errands. It happened that I met you here.
Otherwise, my legs will almost break." As he spoke, he bent down slightly and gently rubbed his thighs a few times through his clothes.
Fang Zheng looked at Sister Feng's long legs wrapped in a long skirt, but still looked slender. He couldn't help but secretly swallowed his saliva, imagining what it would be like to have sex with the owner of these long legs, Wu Shan, with the long legs tightly wrapped around him.
waist...
The color made Zhi faint, and Fang Zheng blurted out: "...Sister Feng is working so hard, I really feel sorry for you, why not let me help you rub your legs, my skills are great...ah!"
With a scream, Chang Ping proudly retracted the green fingers pinched between Fang Zheng's ribs.
Being carried away will lead to retribution, Fang Zheng soon understood this truth.
"Who wants to see me in the store? It's so mysterious that they don't even dare to go to my house..." Fang Zheng rubbed the soft flesh on his waist and asked with bared teeth.
Sister Feng shook her head: "He said his surname was Wu..."
"Master Wu?" Fang Zheng thought for a long time before he remembered, and then slapped his thigh. He was so busy these days, how could he forget about this boy? This boy still owes me nearly one million taels of silver!
"Master Wu is in the store?"
Seeing Sister Feng nodding, Fang Zheng smiled happily and said: "Just when I was about to doze off, someone gave me a pillow. Haha, let's go, let's go see the money-giving boy."
Chang Ping and Sister Feng quickly arrived at Ruyu Zhai under Fang Zheng's constant urging.
Mr. Wu was sitting in the backyard, and a cashier was entertaining him. Mr. Wu looked full of thoughts and kept talking to the cashier.
As soon as he saw Fang Zheng arriving, Mr. Wu couldn't help but feel a bit of joy on his face. He stood up quickly, bowed to Fang Zheng and said, "The common people have seen Mr. Fang."
Mr. Wu is dressed more elegantly today. Compared to the last time he went to the Fang Mansion, he looked more ragged than when he was tortured by the Fang Family Nursing Home. He also looks good and looks like an ancient white-collar worker.
With more confidence, the whole person looks quite graceful.
What is this guy doing recently? Is he engaged in pyramid schemes?
Fang Zheng cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Master Wu, I haven't seen you for a long time. You are much more handsome than before. You are almost catching up with me. Last time I saw you, you looked like Tarzan. Now you have become Prince Charming?"
Changping and Sister Feng didn't know Mr. Wu, but the two girls were smart and saw that they had important matters to discuss, so they went to the store to look at the cosmetics. Fang Zheng and Mr. Wu were the only two people left in the huge backyard.
After lifting up his long robe, Fang Zhengshi sat down, looked at Mr. Wu with a smile and said: "Xiao Wu, I heard that you were looking for me, so I ran over in a hurry, but I wonder, why don't you come directly?
What about my house? My house is like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, so why are you so scared?"
Mr. Wu hurriedly smiled and said: "I don't dare. It's true that the common people have confidential matters. They come to your house to find you. They are afraid that it will attract people's attention. In order to cover up others' eyes and ears, the common people have no choice but to boldly invite you here and hope that Master Fang will do it."
Forgive me."
"So mysterious?" Fang Zheng asked with a frown, then his eyes lit up and he stretched out his hand: "...If you don't say anything else, give me the money!"
Mr. Wu said in astonishment: "Give...what money?"
Fang Zheng was unhappy: "You owe me one million taels of silver, have you forgotten? In addition to the 40,000 taels you repaid me, you still owe me 960,000 taels. I have proof. Do you want to default on the debt?"
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Mr. Wu's mouth dropped, and he said with a mournful face: "Master Fang...I...the common people came to see you today not to pay back money..."
"Why did you come to see me when you don't have money? Our friendship has not reached the level of eating, drinking and having fun together?" Fang Zheng said dissatisfied. Young Master Fang has been short of money recently, and finally a debtor took the initiative to see him. He originally thought that he
He could get ten or twenty thousand taels of silver to deal with it first, but he didn't expect that the debtor was not here to pay back the money, which made Fang Zheng feel very unhappy.
Seeing Fang Zheng's face darken, Mr. Wu couldn't help being frightened, and hurriedly explained: "Master Fang, last time you gave Cao Min 20,000 taels of silver notes and asked Cao Min to get close to Pan Tao, the eldest son of Pan Shangshu, and have a good relationship with him.
, you...won't forget?"
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes, and then patted his head, - don't tell me, I really forgot. The reason why I asked Mr. Wu to get close to Pan Tao was to start from this aspect, and try to see if I could get some evidence about Pan Shangshu's many evil deeds.
.Now it seems that Mr. Wu has gained something by taking the initiative to ask for an audience.
Fang Zheng has never paid much attention to this matter, especially after taking over Shadow and having dozens of elite people who are good at gathering intelligence. How could they remember Mr. Wu, a dispensable chess piece?
At present, Fang Zheng's main concern is that he has no money, so he doesn't think it is very important for Mr. Wu to send information. As for the two idiot sons of Pan Shangshu's family, they probably can't tell any earth-shattering secrets.
Sipping Yahuazi, Fang Zheng glanced at him sideways and said in a strange tone: "Master Wu is so well-dressed, how can he not have money to pay me back? Do you know that I am so poor now that I wish I could break a tael of silver in half?"
Did you use it?"
Mr. Wu said with a mournful face: "Sir, don't break it off, save your strength. The common people tried it yesterday and couldn't break it apart..."