One hundred and sixty second chapter farce curtain call
From a certain point of view, Xiao Huaiyuan and Fang Zheng are the same kind of people. This kind of people are greedy for life, afraid of death, greedy for money and lustful, not only stingy, but also love to take advantage, extremely thick-skinned, and take pride in being shameless.
After Fang Zheng told Xiao Huaiyuan that what he drank was poisonous wine, Xiao Huaiyuan fully demonstrated his character of greed for life and fear of death. Although Fang Zheng repeatedly assured him that he was just joking, Xiao Huaiyuan was still uneasy, and he decided to accept the
The old man who was enthusiastic about soliciting business suggested that he go to the nearby medical clinic for a full body check-up to make sure that he had not drank poison just now.
Fang Zheng despised him for his evil nature. This guy was usually mysterious and mysterious, but he never imagined that he would be so afraid of death. He still had the courage to become a spy, and the employer behind him didn't care.
Whether it was Pan Shangshu or the prince, both were blind.
"Go, go get a full body checkup quickly, check carefully..." Fang Zheng encouraged with a smile.
The old man who claimed to be a doctor at the medical center beamed with joy, "Yes, yes, sir, please rest assured. Our medical center's prices are fair, and we are good at treating illnesses. The medicine will cure you...cough, cure the disease."
Xiao Huaiyuan thought about it with a hesitant expression, and decided not to go. He sent away the old man with a disappointed look on his face, and Xiao Huaiyuan sat down next to Fang Zheng.
"Why don't you go to the medical clinic? Aren't you afraid that I might poison the wine?" Fang Zheng said with a smile.
"I won't go. You smile so horribly. I suspect there is a conspiracy..." Xiao Huaiyuan habitually picked up the wine bottle on the table and planned to pour himself a drink. Then, as if he remembered something, his expression changed.
Change, quickly put the wine bottle on the other side of the table, far away from it.
This kid probably has a phobia of wine pots, Fang Zheng thought to himself with evil intentions.
"Actually, I just saved your life again..." Fang Zheng solemnly announced with a straight face that Xiao Huaiyuan owed him a life.
"Oh? How do you say this?"
"The medical clinic you just planned to go to has a nickname..." Fang Zheng opened his eyes and talked nonsense.
Xiao Huaiyuan looked solemn and said: "What nickname?"
"Xiao Xitian."
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The two of them were sitting on the wine chatting and kicking, but Fang Zheng couldn't help but stare at the door of Pan's Mansion, feeling a little anxious. Would it be dangerous for Chang Ping's girl to run into Pan's Mansion? Although Pan Shangshu was in the house at the moment.
Chatting with the emperor in the royal study room in the palace, but what if he comes back? If he sees the princess smashing and robbing his house, even if he doesn't dare to do anything to the princess, he will definitely run to the emperor and cry and complain.
Yes, wouldn’t Changping be unlucky?
There is also Wen Sen. I don’t know if he and his shadow subordinates have successfully sneaked into the Pan Mansion. If they can’t get valuable information, their work will be in vain. What if they are caught by the Pan Mansion?
The minister will definitely take advantage of the topic, and then he will be passive.
Fang Zheng was worried in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on the outside.
"Brother Xiao showed up here by such a coincidence. Could it be that he came here just to see the excitement like me?" Fang Zhengpi said with a smile.
Xiao Huaiyuan said with a fake smile: "Easy to say, I was ordered to send an invitation to Brother Fang..."
"By whose orders?"
"Of course it is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Did Brother Fang forget? I am an errand in the Crown Prince's Mansion."
"Why did His Highness the Crown Prince invite me?" Fang Zheng felt trembling in his heart.
Xiao Huaiyuan came up and chuckled: "On the ninth day of this month, His Royal Highness invites officials, celebrities and talented people from all over the world to Yihong Garden..."
Fang Zheng's eyes lit up, he immediately showed a lewd smile, rubbed his hands excitedly and said: "...His Royal Highness, please invite us to visit the brothel?"
How else could the prince be the future leader of the country? Look at his generosity...
Xiao Huaiyuan’s head was full of black lines: “…Yihongyuan is a garden in the suburbs, not a kiln!”….
"Ah?...Uh, drink, drink, quack..." Fang Zheng awkwardly picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. Damn it! A garden is just a garden, what shameless pervert named Yihongyuan? Can you blame me?
Crooked?
"On the ninth day of this month, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sincerely invites Mr. Fang Zhengfang, the regular servant of Yousanqi and the loyal and brave Bo Fang, to join the officials, celebrities and talented people from all over the city in Yihong Garden to enjoy flowers, discuss poems and celebrate the prosperous times together. I also hope to see Mr. Fang.
Come when the time comes." Xiao Huaiyuan conveyed the prince's words with a straight face.
"No time." Fang Zheng glanced at him sideways and blurted out two words. What's this guy trying to do? Why don't you just run an errand and say a few words? He looked like a spokesman for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs with a straight face.
Yes, bad virtue!
Xiao Huaiyuan's serious expression immediately collapsed, and he said blankly: "Ah? No... no time?"
Fang Zheng nodded seriously and said: "I don't have time. I have a lot of things to be busy with. Such elegant things as appreciating flowers and discussing poetry are left to those literati and elegant people."
Xiao Huaiyuan said angrily: "But... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has ordered me to invite you! Otherwise, I will not be spared lightly..."
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes: "What does it have to do with me?"
"You...you..." Xiao Huaiyuan was so anxious that he couldn't say a word for a long time. Finally, he simply put on a pleading expression and said: "Brother Fang, just treat me as a rescuer and go there once. Please! If I
I haven't invited you, and you will be punished if you return to the Prince's Mansion... At the grand gathering held by His Royal Highness, many officials and celebrities have tried hard to get in. How can you not join in the fun? This is not like yours.
What a character."
As he spoke, Xiao Huaiyuan took out an invitation and handed it to Fang Zheng: "Look at this invitation. It is gold-plated and has a calm atmosphere. Just by looking at the invitation, you can tell how high-end this event is. It is precisely because Brother Fang is so young and talented.
Tailor-made for successful people with successful careers..."
Fang Zheng looked at it intently and saw that the invitations were indeed magnificent and elegant, with a faint fragrance, and were no less exquisite than those corporate or wedding invitations from his previous life.
"Hey, I'm afraid it will cost a lot just to make this invitation?" Fang Zheng sighed, the prince really had money to burn.
Xiao Huaiyuan said with a smile: "That is, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince holds such a gathering every autumn. It has become a grand event in the literary world. Officials, celebrities and talented people from the entire Chinese Dynasty all feel a great honor to be invited by the Crown Prince.
Those wealthy businessmen with no talent, even if they spend all their wealth, they still won’t get an invitation like this..."
Xiao Huaiyuan's implication is that the prince already thinks highly of you when he gives you the invitation. Please stop being pretentious and make things difficult for me.
"You can't get it even if you spend all your wealth?" Fang Zheng's eyes lit up. There are business opportunities, unlimited business opportunities! Don't the rich bosses want to get in? Spend ten thousand taels of silver on an invitation. I'm sure they will flock to it?
Grabbing Xiao Huaiyuan's collar, Fang Zheng's eyes flashed with golden light: "Tell me, how many invitations do you have in your hand?"
Xiao Huaiyuan was frightened by Fang Zheng's ferocious expression, and stammered: "There are... dozens more..."
"Give me all the invitations!" Fang Zheng said fiercely.
"No! The prince will kill me!"
"...Oh, you just said that I am going to go. There are dozens of people in my family who want to see the world. Brother Prince will not be so stingy..." Fang Zheng couldn't help but put his hand into Xiao Huaiyuan's arms.
, and searched the dozens of invitations.
"Ah...Brother Fang, leave a few for me, I want to sell them too..." Xiao Huaiyuan's voice was filled with despair.
"Go away! You are just stealing! There is no shame!" Fang Zheng was very disdainful of his dirty thoughts of seeking profit.
Looking at the fragrant invitations one after another, Fang Zheng chuckled, as if he were seeing his dearest bank notes emitting soft light and shining brightly in front of him...
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Xiao Huaiyuan left dejectedly. After getting the invitation, Mr. Fang, who had crossed the river and demolished the bridge, sent him away like a fly. When Xiao Huaiyuan left, he seemed to have been robbed, with his head hanging down. His figure looked desolate in the sunset.
, moody and lifeless, like mourning for an heir...
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Putting the invitation in his arms and keeping it away, Fang Zheng touched his chin and dreamed of getting rich. At this moment, there was a faint noise from the gate of Pan Mansion. Fang Zheng felt happy, Changping was finally coming out.
She hurriedly got off the bus and sneaked up to the door of Pan's Mansion, only to see Changping's majestic hands on her hips, followed by her two hundred Detachment of Women. A group of Pan's servants followed them from a distance, looking frightened.
Looking at this group of seemingly petite women soldiers, it was as if I had seen a ghost during the day.
The women's soldiers were refreshed and had a relaxed expression after venting their remaining energy. They followed Chang Ping calmly and calmly, exchanging experiences and details of the violence they had just committed, and had a heated discussion on the specific essentials of the actions.
Discussion and research…
A servant with a bruised nose and swollen face was kicked out by Pan's servants. He nodded and bowed to see the guests off, barely saying "Welcome to visit next time."
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly. They all said that the Prime Minister's concierge was a seventh-grade official. It seems that this is not entirely correct. At least it depends on the target. Obviously, the princess halo above Chang Ping's head gave her a big advantage. The powerful Pan Shangshu
There are many nursing homes in the family, and there are many experts. Fang Zheng doesn't believe that a mere two hundred women's soldiers can easily defeat them. Most of them are afraid of Changping's princess name. In addition, the head of the family, Pan Shangshu, is not at home, so the servants are afraid of beating the princess and causing trouble.
I didn't dare to resist even a little bit, so I just let him drive straight in. I couldn't hit him back or curse him back.
I just don’t know how angry Pan Shangshu will be when he returns home later and sees the desolate scene in the house. Changping, the troubled girl, will probably not be able to relax, and the emperor will definitely punish her severely.
Chang Ping, who had a pretty face and a heroic demeanor, immediately changed his expression when he saw Fang Zheng, and ran towards Fang Zheng with a sweet smile, dancing like a butterfly.
"Why are you here?" Chang Ping smiled like a flower. She didn't seem to think that she was causing trouble. She led troops to attack the first-rank minister's mansion. Wow, look at this courage.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "My wife is doing something bad, so of course my husband has to stand outside and look out for her."
Chang Ping pouted and said, "Where did I do something bad? This matter was caused by a family named Pan. Of course I have to come and argue with them."
Fang Zheng pointed at the moaning nursing home nurse of the Pan Mansion who was lying scattered around the door, and said funnyly: "You call this method 'theory'?"
Chang Ping glanced around and felt a little embarrassed: "...They didn't want to reason with me, so I had no choice but to stop trying to reason with them. When they were beaten by me and wanted to reason with me, I suddenly didn't feel right.
I want to reason with them..."
Look, what a wonderful wife I have found. How many people are there in this world who can speak out about the behavior of the invaders in a grievance tone?
Fang Zheng happily praised: "...Go back and see how your father deals with you."
Chang Ping curled his lips nonchalantly, and then happily claimed the credit: "We tried our best and finally found Pan Tao inside..."
"Then what?" Fang Zheng asked in his mind, would Changping castrate the boy with one knife like Princess Jianning did to Wu Yingxiong?
Chang Ping smiled proudly: "We beat that boy up, and then I asked him, if your father wants to find you a wife like me, do you dare to take it?".
As long as he didn't get castrated, Fang Zheng felt relieved and couldn't help but laugh: "What did he say?"
Chang Ping laughed so hard that his branches trembled, and he leaned against Fang Zheng as weakly as he could, panting: "That kid was so frightened that he cried so much that he had runny nose and tears. He was so disgusted that he kept saying while crying:'
I'm willing to commit suicide'... Hahahaha, I'm laughing so hard!"….
Fang Zheng also laughed loudly. Pan Shangshu's proposal to marry the emperor must be for some political purpose of his own, but who did his naughty son Pan Tao offend? He was beaten for no reason. It was really unfair...
Fang Zheng looked at the sky, his face suddenly changed, and he said anxiously: "Quick, quick, let's get out of the way. Pan Shangshu will come back later and see us standing in front of his house. Will he be mad to death?"
Chang Ping was also surprised and quickly echoed: "Yes, yes, let's leave quickly."
The group of people walked away under the respectful watch of Pan's servants, waving their sleeves, leaving only the wounded...
On the way back to the palace.
Fang Zheng said worriedly: "You have to be mentally prepared when you go back. Pan Shangshu will definitely go to the palace to complain about this matter overnight. Your father will punish you severely and maybe even spank you. I will go to the palace tomorrow to help
If you beg for mercy, maybe it will be better."
Chang Ping wrinkled his nose: "No, my father is reluctant to beat me. At most, he will punish me by not being allowed to leave the palace. Anyway, I was already grounded before marrying you, so it doesn't matter."
This girl came out to cause trouble after thinking about the consequences. My wife is not completely brainless. She has figured out the emperor's pulse. How can anyone raised in the palace be really stupid?
After bidding farewell reluctantly, Fang Zheng returned home alone.
He is in a good mood now. After Changping made a big fuss in Pan's house today, it is estimated that Pan Shangshu has given up the idea of proposing to the emperor. Pan Shangshu has played a disgraceful role in this farce from the beginning.
Although I don’t know what purpose he had in disrupting the situation, he probably didn’t expect that he and Chang Ping would cooperate so well, and Chang Ping gave him a hard blow for not following the rules.
This farce must come to an end.
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As expected, the next day, news came. Pan Shangshu expressed his willingness to marry Fang Zheng and Chang Ping, quit the farce of snatching the bride, and bowed down sadly. However, when Lao Pan returned home, he learned that his home had been completely wiped out by the princess.
, and also injured his son and dozens of servants who were guarding the hospital, Lao Pan became furious and immediately entered the palace again without touching the ground and complained to the emperor.
The emperor called Changping to the imperial study room, scolded her severely in front of Pan Shangshu, and ordered her not to step out of the palace gate before getting married. Pan Shangshu had no choice but to bear this breath, after all, Changping was a princess.
Lord, does he dare to let the emperor hit her?
The farce ended with everyone happy, except for the old Pan family's unbearable son who was beaten for no apparent reason.
The small courtyard in Fang Mansion.
Fang Zheng half-closed his eyes, holding a bow and arrow in his hand, with the string stretched into a full moon shape, aiming at the target twenty steps away from him.
The servants of the Fang Mansion stood behind him curiously, staring at the clean archery target and the densely packed arrows on the ground within a few feet around the target. They all expressed their appreciation for the young master's unpredictable archery skills.
With reverence.
The last time he failed to shoot a rabbit, Fang Zheng lost face in front of his shadow subordinates. After learning from the painful experience, Master Fang planned to practice archery hard and not aim at hitting the target with 100 shots, but... head office with 100 hits with 100 shots?
But God refused to give him face. He shot more than a hundred arrows at a distance of only twenty steps. The target was as clean as if it had just been washed with water. The most embarrassing thing was that there were a group of servants nearby.
Looking at him with strange eyes, Master Fang's little patience was almost exhausted.
"...Move the archery target closer, ten steps away." Fang Zheng ordered with a dark face.
If he still fails to hit the target after ten steps, Fang Zheng feels that he can give up martial arts and follow literature without regrets. It is obviously just a stick of wood, and no flowers can be carved no matter how hard it is carved.
Nocking an arrow, drawing the bow, aiming.
"Whoosh!"
Everyone looked sideways and saw that the arrow target was still clean. Then they heard a strange cry, like some kind of animal struggling before death...
Fang Zheng's face turned pale with fright. The saying "there is no turning back arrow when you shoot a bow" may not be accurate. At least Master Fang's archery skills are a good paradox. Even he himself doesn't know that he shot the arrow.
Which direction will the arrow fly to, or which unlucky person will be accidentally injured?
"Who was hit by the arrow? Who was hit by the arrow?" Fang Zheng hurriedly looked around for the victim.
Everyone looked at each other and followed the sound, only to see a pure and cute kitten lying on the ground a few feet away from the target in a pool of blood, with an arrow inserted impartially on its body...
When did I have a cat in my house? Fang Zheng was surprised. This is too nonsense? I was clearly aiming at an archery target, so why did this cat suffer misfortune?
All the servants were flattering: "Young master's magic arrow, invincible in the world!"
Scratching his head inexplicably, Fang Zheng soon felt relieved. Maybe another domestic cat had wandered into the wrong place. After all, cats like to run around.
Looking up to the sky and laughing three times, Fang Zheng calmly accepted the continuous flattery from the servants, and it was extremely useful.
"Can I be called the 'marksman'?" Fang Zheng's tone was extremely arrogant.
The development of things can be described as "a twists and turns". Extreme happiness will naturally lead to sadness, and getting carried away will lead to misfortune. Fang Zheng suddenly heard a sudden cry of sadness: "Ah——"
The voice was very familiar, and Fang Zheng's proud laughter was forcibly stopped as if someone had pinched his neck. He felt that suddenly black clouds covered the top, thunder and lightning, sand and rocks flying between the sky and the earth, violent winds, and countless...
Ball lightning rushed towards his head like dumplings one by one...
He turned his neck stiffly, and what he saw was a pair of frightened and sad eyes, filled with tears. Soon, the tears rushed out of his eyes, flowing down his chubby little face, all the way to his cheeks...
I am sure it is not an illusion. Princess Changle’s pure and innocent face has appeared in Fang Zheng’s nightmares countless times...
Fang Zheng's face turned even paler. Could that unfortunate cat... have anything to do with her?
She tremblingly raised her fleshy little hand and pointed at Fang Zheng. The little princess's eyes were full of anger and accusation: "You shot my cat to death!"
Fang Zheng took a step back in horror. The little princess's tone made him feel guilty.
Fang Zheng hurriedly put the bow and arrow into the hands of a servant who looked like a scapegoat. Fang Zheng clapped his hands, squatted down in front of the little princess as if nothing had happened, and said softly: "...Your Highness, you are wrong, shoot to death."
Your cat lover is not me, but him."
The little princess's anger obviously began to escalate: "Not only did you shoot my cat to death, you also framed it for innocent people!"