After entering the room, Yanran served tea to Fang Zheng with her own hands and said softly: "Master, I heard from my servants that the Holy Emperor recently rewarded a young man who offered a strategy to repel the Turkic army of 200,000 men.

, He has made great contributions to the country, so the Holy Emperor made an exception and granted him an official position and a title. The slave family also heard that the name of the young man is exactly the same as yours. Master, is that you?"

Fang Zheng scratched his head and said, "Should...it be me? Anyway, I recently became an official for no reason..."

Yan Ran was surprised and said: "Ah! It turns out it's really you, young master. Have you really made great contributions to the country?"

Fang Zheng said modestly: "It's not a great achievement. I said a few words casually, and then the emperor accepted it. Our emperor is very generous. I said he only wanted money, but he refused and insisted on me becoming an official..."

Yanran's beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and she couldn't help looking at Fang Zheng with joy. The young man in front of her was really capable. As a woman, she didn't have any great interests such as the country and the people in her mind. She only hoped that her husband would be capable.

A person may be very brave and be able to protect himself from any harm and hide under his wings all his life; he may be very smart and be able to solve anything easily and make himself admire him all the time.

, be proud of him; if he is neither brave nor smart, at least he should be a person who can make himself happy for the rest of his life.

At this moment, Fang Zheng is undoubtedly a capable person in Yanran's heart, and a person that she can be proud of. Even though this person's usual behavior is a bit shameless...

"Master, we have known each other for such a long time, and Yanran has never played the piano for you. Yanran's piano skills are considered well-known in the capital. Don't you want to hear about it?" Since then, I have known that my husband is indeed that one.

After being praised by everyone as a young hero, Yan Ran looked at Fang Zheng with even more fascination, her eyes as charming as silk, as if water could flow out of them.

"Ah? It's good to play the guqin, haha. Play a few more and make some noise to make it lively, haha..." Young Master Fang doesn't know anything about guqin music, so he didn't even realize that he said these embarrassing words. If the people in Jinling City were allowed to

Those talented men heard that Young Master Fang might have to spend money to repair the roof again.

Yanran gave Fang Zheng a charming look. Poetry and music and chess are said to be inseparable. This person can match his own eternal absolute, so he should be considered talented, but for some reason he has no knowledge of music theory. It's really strange.

people.

Caressing her slender fingers, the clear and melodious sound of the piano poured out from Yan Ran's fingers like flowing clouds and flowing water. Fang Zheng leaned comfortably on the bed, squinting slightly and listening as if he was intoxicated - arty must have a look.

, Young Master Fang’s current appearance is very good. Although he doesn’t understand what Yanran is playing at all, at least the people in ancient times on TV who listen to people playing the piano look like him.

His ears were listening to the music, but his mind was distracted. Fang Zheng was thinking about other things.

He had to go to court in two days, and he couldn't be late again this time. However, it was inexplicable that he came to be an official, and he was inexplicable when he became an official. He had no idea what he should do after becoming an official. Other officials

There is a Hanlin Academy where he sits in the hall every day, does business, studies and other things. But he can't even find a place to worship at the dock. What's the matter?

I have to ask the emperor carefully next time. If you can't give me an official position, just leave me alone and ignore me. I am a pillar. How can there be a pillar without even a yamen? No matter how you look at it, you feel like a TV.

The kind of courtier and jester he plays in the movie, the official job he has to do every day is how to make the emperor happy. If it is really of this nature, he might as well retire and return home.

"Master...Master! How do you like this song from the slave family?" Yanran's voice came to my ears.

It turned out that Yan Ran's song had ended, and she saw that Fang Zheng was lost in thought and speechless, thinking that he was intoxicated by the sound of his piano and couldn't extricate himself. Yan Ran couldn't help but secretly be happy, it turns out that the young master is a person who knows elegance.

Fang Zheng came back to his senses, nodded profoundly and said: "Yes, very good, very noisy, very lively. Play me more songs like this in the future, um, it's better to be more festive, with a gong and drum next to it

Yeah, suona and so on, it will be more lively. You know, young master, I am a person who likes liveliness... Oops! Why are you pinching me?"

Yanran said angrily and amusedly: "The Nu family really responded with one word: 'playing the harp to a cow'!"

Fang Zheng was unhappy: "How do you describe it? What does it mean to play the piano to a cow? Where can I find a cow as handsome as me?".

At this time Ju'er came over to report that dinner was ready.

On weekdays, when Yanran was alone, she ate very simply, usually with two or three vegetarian dishes. Today, when Fang Zheng came, Yanran specially ordered the cook to make a few more delicious dishes, and also ordered the maid to buy them from everywhere.

Chen's thirty-year-old daughter Hong was brought to him, and then Yanran dismissed all the maids serving the marquis, and she personally served Fang Zheng's meals.

"Yanran, you are so good to me. Come on, sit down. Don't stand all the time. You are not a maid. You don't need to serve me. You can eat it yourself."

"It is Yanran's duty to serve you. Who said you are the head of this family? Master, you can eat with peace of mind." Yanran said with a sweet smile.

Yanran's words made Fang Zheng feel a sense of male vanity. Yes, with such a big house, the servants at his disposal, and this charming beauty beside him, maybe in their eyes, I am theirs.

God, they are relying on me. I would have never dared to think about this in my previous life.

"Yanran, sit down, have a few drinks with me, and let's talk about what's on your mind..."

Hehe, then check each other's health...

Yanran sat down as she was told, poured a full glass of wine for Fang Zheng, poured another glass for herself, raised her glass and said, "Master, I wish you good luck in your official career and promotion, and my family respects you."

Fang Zheng laughed and drank it in one gulp.

"Yanran, aren't you bored after being locked up at home every day? Do you want to walk around? Or do something to relieve your loneliness?"

Yanran opened her eyes wide and wondered: "Master, where did you start talking about this? How can you be bored? Yanran likes her current life very much."

"Ah? Do you like the life of being locked up at home every day? Yanran...poor Yanran, do you think you have autism?" Fang Zheng said distressedly.

"Master, what are you talking about?" Yanran rolled her eyes. Although she didn't understand what autism was, she knew it was not a nice thing to say: "Yanran plays the piano, paints, and reads books at home every day.

It's so comfortable, how could it be boring? Master, you don't have to worry about me."

As she spoke, Yanran said with a sad expression: "Before, when I was trapped in a brothel, my mother used a whip to teach slaves to read, practice music, and play the piano... If she slacked off even a little bit, she would be whipped, and she would be forced to take on the airs of an oiran and show her face.

, the slave family wished they could die at that time. Now it is not easy to have this peaceful life. Yanran is a person who cherishes blessings. It is too late to thank God. How could she still think about going outside to relieve her boredom? From the day Yanran was redeemed,

, I made a vow that I would die in this house from now on and never leave home for the rest of my life."

Women in this era are suffering a lot! Fang Zheng sighed in his heart. Xiaolu is like this, Yanran is like this, and Sister Feng is like this. Except for the heartless and noble Princess Changping.

Young Master Fang took pity on him and made a great wish in his heart: As long as I live, I will try my best to rescue those women who are suffering and save them all in my bed. I think they will be there in the future.

very happy.

It starts with the beauty in front of you.

"Yanran, don't think about those unhappy things. Master, I will treat you well in the future. Come, sit down... Hey, sit closer and have a few drinks with me..."

The Big Bad Wolf begins to trick Little Red Riding Hood.

"Yanran, tell me, is my brother nice to you? Yes? Come, have a drink..."

"Yanran, tell me, is our relationship deep? Deep? Come on, have another drink. The relationship is deep and boring..."

"Yanran, do you know how to punch? No? Come on, my brother will teach you how to fly a little bee into the flowers..."

An hour later.

"Yanran, are you... are you dizzy? Not dizzy? How could it be? My head... is starting to... feel dizzy..."

"Master, why don't you drink anymore? Yanran proposes another drink to you..."

"Ah? Um... no need?" Young Master Fang smiled dryly. He had drunk too much and could see the double image. However, Yan Ran's expression remained unchanged and she didn't even break out a drop of sweat. - At this moment, Fang Zheng realized that he

The girl drinks more than he does.

Before he was completely drunk, Fang Zheng had one last thought in his mind: What a mistake! Without diamonds, how can you do porcelain work...

Little Red Riding Hood was sitting peacefully, but the Big Bad Wolf was suddenly drunk. Master Fang made another mistake this time.

Yanran poured a full cup for herself, picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp. Her eyes were like a spring water, flowing towards Fang Zheng who was lying on the table, and she chanted: "It's miserable again, there's no need to cry when you get married."

Would like to have as one people, old age is not way off……".

After saying this, her cheeks were already flushed, and she felt that her body suddenly became hot, and the alcohol seemed to be on her. Yan Ranqiang supported herself, and helped Fang Zheng onto the embroidered couch. She took off her shoes and socks, and saw that Fang Zheng was feeling dizzy.

Xing Fei Xing, muttering vaguely in his mouth: "It's a mistake, it's a mistake..."

Yan Ran couldn't help but chuckle, gently tapped Fang Zheng's nose with her jade finger, and said softly: "Bad guy, you want to get me drunk, and then treat me lightly, do you think I don't know?"

Fang Zheng waved his hands unconsciously a few times, and shouted confusedly: "It's so hot. Did you turn on the heater? Are you sick?"

Yan Ran saw that Fang Zheng was breathing heavily and his face was so red that he seemed to be bleeding. Yan Ran hesitated for a moment, then finally bit her teeth, got up and brewed a pot of strong tea, put it in her mouth, leaned over and pressed her lips together, slowly

One bite after another entered Fang Zheng's mouth.

It's pitiful that Fang Zheng's first kiss after traveling to this era was lost under such circumstances. If he knew about it, I really don't know how to complain.

After a few sips of strong tea, Fang Zheng's drunkenness subsided a little, and he slowly opened his drunken eyes. Under the red candle, he saw Yanran's soft and smooth jade hands holding his hands, with a shy face.

, with expressive eyebrows and beautiful eyes, as beautiful as a fairy walking out of a painting, Fang Zheng gradually became demented as he looked at it, and for a while the room felt full of spring.

Licking his dry lips, Fang Zheng said in a hoarse voice: "Yanran, tonight... I won't leave."

When Yanran heard this, her beautiful hands trembled slightly, and Fang Zheng felt it: "Don't you want to?"

Yanran shook her head and said with a pretty face: "I will give the young master some water to wipe his body..."

After saying that, he walked out of the room as if he was running for his life without looking back.

What does it mean? Fang Zheng was hesitant. Does she agree, agree, or agree? A woman's thoughts are hard to fathom...

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...Okay, let’s not get too carried away, let’s talk about the bad first: As of today, I have squandered all my manuscripts.

Let’s talk about it again: But I will stick to updating twice a day. Are you excited? If you are excited, I will give you some tickets and add some to your favorites.

Uh... there is another piece of good news and one piece of bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?

…I’ll just say it directly. Let’s start with the bad stuff: The book review area has been very lively recently, and I’m very happy. I’m crazy about people, and I will be more careful with anyone who posts, regardless of whether it’s advertising or trolling, so the current situation

Yes: No more sperm.

Again: I still have 250 points to distribute. So if you post more, everyone will see it, and I will basically reply to all your comments.

Huh? We talked a lot of nonsense. Okay, let’s break up the meeting! Let’s go and write down, the second update will be at 8pm. By the way, let’s reveal the plot. In the next chapter, Young Master Fang will probably lose his virginity. If he wants to be pretentious again, I

Just write him as a eunuch...
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