Everything was almost discussed, but Yang Duqing was left alone by the enthusiasm of the owner of the Fang family, so he could not help but stay as a guest.

Fang Zheng saw that Changping had left the front hall and headed straight to the gate of Fang's mansion. He looked extremely ashamed and angry, so he sued Shangshu Yang, rushed out and handed over the reception work to Mr. Fang. He was not afraid that Changping would be unable to get along with him in shame and anger. What he was worried that Changping would be unhappy and that the gangsters in the capital would suffer.

Many past experiences have shown that when Changping is unhappy, he usually brings the murderous army of women, wandering around the capital, and looking for those gangsters who are not very eye-catching, and he will greet them to death. God has the virtue of being a virtuous person, and gangsters are also promising professions. They cannot vent their anger for the whole deception industry because of Changping's momentary anger, which is not good for the long-term stability of the capital.

Outside the gate, Changping didn't care about the surprise gaze of the servants in the gatehouse. He blushed and beat Fang Zheng's chest hard, while pounding, and said in shame and anger: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault! I have no shame to see anyone now!"

Fang Zheng endured the pain and said, "...Don't beat it. If you beat your future husband to death, you will be shameless."

He stopped and Changping stared at him hatefully: "Why didn't you remind me earlier?"

Fang Zheng exclaimed injustice: "How can I remind you? You kicked the door and killed you in by yourself. It's too late to remind you."

Changping knew that he was in the wrong, so he snorted in disappointment, turned his head silently and left.

"Hey, where are you going?" Fang Zheng said anxiously.

"I don't have the shame to see someone, I'll die! Pay attention to me!" Changping said angrily, walking faster and faster under his feet.

Fang Zheng sighed, knowing that His Royal Highness the Princess was in a bad mood at this time and was about to marry into the house. But this incident happened, destroying her impression in the hearts of her parents-in-law. What's even more annoying is that she destroyed it herself, which made her unable to find someone to vent her anger. Teach her how to not be depressed?

Fang Zheng had no choice but to stay by Changping's side to comfort her, saying that she would perform well in the future, and go back and tell her parents that she had performed abnormally this time. At worst, she would not stay here, but she would stay at home. She didn't know if Changping had figured it out or was amused by Fang Zheng. In a while, she regained her beautiful smile like a flower.

Changping, who had recovered his good mood, became interested in shopping at this time. He pulled Fang Zheng back and forth and back, and followed several female guards behind Changping. A group of people left Fang's mansion and slowly walked to the north of the city.

Later, Fang Zheng was so tired that he was too tired. What kind of creature did women grow? There was no difference between ancient women and modern women. When they walked around the street, they were like chicken blood. This proved how profound men suffer, and this kind of suffering was passed down from ancient times.

"Stop! Stop!" Fang Zheng made a pause gesture, preventing Changping from going to a silk shop to fight.

"No...no!" Fang Zheng pointed to the pieces of chickens and dogs hanging on her body. Changping's taste was very strange. He never looked at the price when buying things. Whether it was high-end antiques or fake street stalls, he would buy them as long as she was interested. So at this time, the ones that Fang Zheng had on her body, holding in her hands, and carrying on her shoulders were all unknown gadgets.

For example, a few jade hairpins, an authentic work written by a famous man, and a ginseng that has been claimed to have been a thousand years old. The boy who set up a street stall cursed and sweared that he saw the ginseng becoming a spirit, running around the mountain with his bare butt. What's even more excessive is that Changping actually bought a Longquan sword from the street stall, which is said to make a golden sound in the middle of the night. This is quite nonsense. Fang Zheng believes that unless the Longquan sword is mother, Sichun will scream in the middle of the night.

But Changping doesn't care about these things. As long as she likes them, she must buy them. As her future husband, Fang Zheng had to grit her teeth and keep paying out the money. Fortunately, Fang Zheng embezzled a lot of the project funds for the construction of the shadow training base, otherwise it would be embarrassing today. When his wife wanted to buy things, the man couldn't afford the money. This was the same as a man not raising it at a critical moment in bed, which was extremely embarrassing.

Even so, Fang Zheng spent hundreds of taels of silver after this round of shopping. He felt distressed and smiled and patted his chest loudly, "No shortage of money! Just spend as much as you want!"

Seeing Fang Zheng's exhausted appearance, Changping felt distressed. He waved his hand and called a female guard, took down all his things, and ordered the guards to send them back to the mansion.

The female guard Niu Qiang took the things from Fang Zheng with one hand, and raised the weight lightly in her hand and weighed them casually. Then she looked at Fang Zheng with contempt and turned her head to leave.

"What does her look mean?" Fang Zheng was upset, "I have the strength to come here early to help me. I am half tired and even despised me. Damn!" Fang Zheng felt that his masculine dignity was provoked.

Changping pushed him with a laugh: "Okay, why are you and my guards angry?"

Fang Zheng snorted, "I have the ability to fight alone!"

Changping said in confusion: "It's true? You have gained skills recently? Shouldn't you just say harsh words when you've walked away?"

Fang Zheng said stubbornly: "...of course it is true!"

"Then I'll arrange for you to have a fight with her tomorrow?"

"Ahem... I have something to do tomorrow, no, I have been very busy these days and can't take time, but the killer brother around me is more available recently..."

"Prince, you bastard, you're so bad!" Changping smiled and used a trick toward Fang Zheng to draw his heart.

“…………”

The two were walking hand in hand on the noisy street. In this era, men and women were very strict in defense. Seeing the men and women holding hands as if no one was around, passers-by were shocked and pointed at them one after another. Fortunately, Fang Zheng was from his previous life, and Changping was even more self-righteous. He didn't care about everyone's guidance, but instead chatted more vigorously.

"Hey! Come and see, look at the woman in front of you. The clothes she wears are so beautiful!" Changping pulled over Fang Zheng's sleeve and pointed at the back of a woman less than ten feet away in front of her, and said excitedly.

Fang Zheng looked at the woman's back with a slim waist and plump buttocks, and she showed her graceful posture while walking. Just looking at her back made people swallow their saliva.

Fang Zheng touched his chin and squinted his eyes to affirm Changping's aesthetic: "Well! It looks really good! In this way, I will go up and strip her clothes naked, and then the clothes belong to you, and the people belong to me, how about it?"

Fang Zheng's voice was not loud, but it was not small, and it could be heard within a radius of at least one meter.

The woman with beautiful clothes and beautiful back obviously heard Fang Zheng's frivolous words, stopped, suddenly turned around, and met Fang Zheng.

I saw this girl about twenty-three or four years old, with a melon-shaped face and willow-leaf eyebrows, as thin as fat, smooth as crispy, without applying pink, but the color is like the morning glow reflecting snow, and her waist is as graceful as the evening breeze blows on the willows.

"Wow! Sister Feng! Why are you here?" Fang Zhengda shouted in surprise.

Sister Feng snorted: "I also think that any bastard dares to tease a folk girl in broad daylight. It turns out that she is Master Fang, so it's no wonder."

Fang Zheng suffocated and said dryly: "Coincidence, purely coincidence. Next time I will see the front and tease me."

When Feng Jie heard this, she smiled charmingly and said, "May Master Fang dislike my sister, I am a selves and I am not able to see you, and I am not qualified to make you tease me?"

Fang Zheng was stunned, then rubbed his hands and smiled, "How can it be? It's mainly because he is too familiar with Sister Feng. Haha, I'm embarrassed to start..."

When Changping saw that the two of them were just talking, he seemed to have forgotten her existence, the little girl was unhappy.

"Hey! Do you think I don't exist?" Changping always had a bad impression of Feng Jie. He thought she was charming, often seduced Fang Zheng, and had married once, so he was not so polite when speaking.

Only then did Sister Feng notice a little girl next to Fang Zheng. When she looked closely, she turned out to be Princess Changping. Sister Feng's face turned solemn, and then she was kneeling down to salute. Fang Zheng quickly stopped her: "Hey, it's not allowed. This is on the street, so don't attract attention."

As he said that, Fang Zheng took the opportunity to hold Feng Jie's hand and pretended to support her. His face was serious, like a gentleman who was sitting in a mess. He secretly touched her white, soft and tender jade hand a few times. Tsk, I really don't know what skin care products Feng Jie uses. He is twenty-three or four years old, and his hands are as tender as a girl of fifteen or sixteen. It makes people unable to help but touch her and want to touch her.

Feng Jie gave Fang Zheng a charming look, and then she did not bow to Chang parallel. She red and pretty face without any trace, she pulled back her jade hand that was being touched by Fang Zheng secretly without any trace.

Changping is not a blind man. When she saw the two of them being flirted with each other, how could she not know that there was an ambiguity between them? Although she was so sad, she could only force herself to hold it back. However, she became more hostile to Sister Feng.

"Jess Feng, are you shopping alone?" Fang Zhengqi said.

"I happened to go to your house to find you, and I heard from your doorman that the Minister of Rites came to discuss your marriage with His Royal Highness today. I was inconvenient to disturb you, so I came back."

Fang Zheng said happily: "Maybe Sister Feng found out that she was determined and planned to give me dividends?"

Feng Jie smiled and said, "Yes, a customer came to the store and asked him to see you. He said he didn't dare to go to your house, for fear of attracting attention, so he had no choice but to run errands. I happened to meet you here, otherwise my legs would be almost broken." As he said that, he bent down slightly and gently rubbed his thighs through his clothes.

Fang Zheng looked at Sister Feng's long legs wrapped in her long skirt, but still looked slender and orderly, and couldn't help swallowing secretly, imagining that if he could meet Wu Shan, the owner of this long legs, and his long legs were tightly wrapped around his waist...

After being so beautiful, Fang Zheng blurted out and said, "...Feng Sister is so hard, I really feel sorry for it. Why would you let me help rub my legs? My skills are great...ah!"

With a scream, Changping proudly withdrew the onion fingers pinching between Fang Zheng's ribs.

Being proud of yourself will be punished, and Fang Zheng quickly understood this truth.

"Who wants to see me in the store? It's so mysterious that I don't even dare to go to my house..." Fang Zheng asked grinding the soft flesh on his waist.

Feng Jie shook her head: "He said his surname is Wu..."

"Young Master Wu?" Fang Zheng thought for a long time before he remembered, and then slapped his thigh. How could he forget this kid after these busy days? This kid still owes me nearly one million taels of silver!

"Mr. Wu is in the store?"

Seeing that Sister Feng nodded, Fang Zheng smiled happily: "Just as soon as he was about to fall asleep, someone gave him a pillow. Haha, let's go and see the boy who gave money."

With Fang Zheng's repeated urging, Changping and Fengjie soon arrived at Ruyuzhai.

Mr. Wu was sitting in the backyard, and a tent lord was entertaining him. Mr. Wu looked full of thoughts and was talking to the tent lord.

When he saw Fang Zheng coming, Mr. Wu's face couldn't help but feel a little happy flashed. He hurriedly stood up and bowed to Fang Zheng, "The Caomin has seen Lord Fang."

Mr. Wu dressed more elegantly today. Compared to the last time he went to Fang Mansion, he was tortured by the Fang family's garrison and looked very energetic. He looked like an ancient white-collar worker with more confidence on his face and looked quite elegant.

What is this kid doing recently? Has he gone to pyramid schemes?

Fang Zheng bowed and smiled, "Mr. Wu, it's been a long time since I saw you, so handsome than before. I'm almost caught up with me. Last time I saw you, I was still like a man of the ape, and I'm going to change to Prince Charming today?"

Changping and Fengjie didn't know Mr. Wu, but the two girls were smart. They could see that they had something to do with each other, so they went to the store to see the makeup. There were only Fang Zheng and Mr. Wu left in the huge backyard.

After lifting the long gown, Fang Zheng sat down and looked at Mr. Wu with a smile and said, "Xiao Wu, I heard you were looking for me, so I rushed over. But I wonder, why don't you come to my house directly? My house is a tiger's den, which makes you so scared?"

Mr. Wu hurriedly smiled and said, "I dare not, it's really because Caomin has a secret matter. When I come to your house to find you, I'm afraid it will attract attention. In order to cover up, Caomin had to dare to invite you here. I hope Lord Fang will forgive me."

"So mysterious?" Fang Zheng asked with a frown, then his eyes lit up and his hands stretched out: "...I won't talk about anything else, give me money!"

Mr. Wu said in surprise: "What money should I give to...?"

Fang Zheng was unhappy: "You owe me one million taels of silver, have you forgotten? Apart from the 40,000 taels you paid me back, you still owe me ninety sixty thousand taels. If you have evidence, do you want to pay back the debt?"

Mr. Wu's lips collapsed and he said with a sad face: "Mr. Fang...I... Caomin came to see you today, not to pay back the money..."

"Why do you come to see me if you don't have money? We haven't had the friendship between us yet to have food, drink and have fun together?" Fang Zheng said dissatisfied. Recently, Master Fang was tight and finally a debtor took the initiative to see him. He thought he could get 10,000 or 20,000 taels of silver to deal with it first, but he didn't expect that the debtor was not here to pay the money, which made Fang Zheng very unhappy.

When Mr. Wu saw Fang Zheng's face darkened, he couldn't help but be frightened and quickly explained: "Mr. Fang, you gave Cao Min 20,000 taels of silver bills last time and asked Cao Min to approach Pan Shangshu's eldest son Pan Tao and have a good relationship with him. You...will you... forget?"

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and then slapped his head,—Not mentioning, I really forgot. When he asked Mr. Wu to approach Pan Tao, he wanted to start from this aspect and try to see if he could get some evidence about Mr. Pan's evil deeds. Now it seems that Mr. Wu has gained something when he takes the initiative to ask for a meeting.

Fang Zheng has never paid much attention to this matter, especially after taking over Shadow, dozens of elites who are good at inquiring about intelligence remember Mr. Wu, the dispensable pawn?

The focus of Fang Zheng’s concern at present is that he has no money, so he doesn’t think it’s important to send Mr. Wu to his door to the information. As for the two foolish sons of the Pan Shangshu family, they probably can’t tell any earth-shaking secrets.

Sucking the teeth, Fang Zheng glanced at him sideways and said sarcastically: "Mr. Wu is dressed so brightly, how could he have no money to pay me back? Do you know that I am so poor that I wish I could break a tael of silver in half?"

Mr. Wu said with a sad face: "Sir, don't break it, save some effort. Caomin tried it yesterday, but he can't break it..."
Chapter completed!