"Who is that Mr. Seventeen?"

It was too hot, Fang Xing stood by Daming Lake, looking at the pleasure boat parked on the shore from afar, feeling the comfort under the shade of the trees.

Wang He had already pulled the front open, held the fan and fanned it inward, and whispered: "It's the manager of that family, also known as the deacon."

A small green bird flew over the sky. Fang Xing frowned and looked at the little bird shit in front of him, and said, "That family is well versed in the way of Mingzhe and protecting themselves and is extremely noble, but is deeply afraid of the emperor, so they dare not act rashly."

Wang He followed Fang Xing outside for many years and had many more knowledge than the eunuchs in the palace. He shook the fan desperately and said anxiously: "Yes! No matter how noble it is, it is also the honor that Your Majesty gives to the people of the world for the sake of scholars. If you dare to do it, Your Majesty will definitely not move on the surface, and you will not be polite in secret."

"This person is here to connect and cheer up. Those students gathered around him and took pride in this. Xinghe Bo, be careful. If something happens, no one can take care of it."

It was almost noon and the weather became hotter. Fang Xing waved and ordered: "Everyone gets on the boat with me."

"Let's go and eat big!"

"Xinghe Bo, our family wants to lose weight, the fish is the best..."

The group walked to the edge of the pleasure boat, and someone had been waiting there, and said with a smile: "I have met Mr. Wang, and I have met you all."

Fang Xing nodded slightly. After a burst of rapid footsteps, a cute girl in her teens ran over and said blessedly: "I have met Mr. Wang, and I have met you all. The girl is already waiting. Please go up."

Very cute girl!

Fang Xing nodded, and the kitten smiled and led him up.

Fang Xing turned around in the middle of the stairs and ordered: "Select whatever you want to eat. If you don't have it on the boat, ask someone to buy it. The money will be released."

The kitten turned around and smiled, "Don't worry, someone agreed to pay today's expenses, and the deposit was given."

Fang Xing was surprised and smiled and said, "Good thing, it seems that I can have a good meal today. Don't be polite."

Wang He laughed horrified: "Bo Xinghe, our family won't go up, just drink with them here."

The eunuch drank flower wine, and it felt so frustrating.

Fang Xing nodded and followed the kitten to the second floor.

"I've met Mr. Bo."

In the tulle, whiteness and tenderness appear faintly.

A black hair slid down from both sides of the neck, clearly distinguishing black and white, attracting attention.

The sound was a little magnetic, as viscous and seductive as the raindrops in the south.

Fang Xing walked over and said when he was wrong: "Maybe barbecue? Are there any chili peppers?"

Que She, who had just taken a shower, turned around in shock. Fang Xing had already sat in the main seat and said with a big Malaysian golden knife: "Go and make some mutton peppers and barbecue."

This weather barbecue?

The bird's tongue smelled the faint fragrance emitted from her body and couldn't help but be speechless.

Fang Xing glanced at her sideways and suddenly smiled, "The beauty washes her hands and makes soup, which is a good thing! But you don't need to be a barbecue anymore, so I'll call the chef to do it."

Que Shi breathed a sigh of relief and asked the kitten to instruct the chef. Then she walked in lotus steps and sat on the side of Fang Xing.

"Where is that Sir Seventeen?"

Que She picked up the fan, squirted gently for Fang Xing, and said, "Master, the little girl has never met Mr. Seventeen before."

With the breeze coming, Fang Xing looked slightly and said, "Sit down well, I'm not hot."

The bird's tongue moved in panic, and its figure swayed slightly, like a willow branch in the wind.

Fang Xing shook his head, then glanced outside, smiled slightly, and squinted, saying, "The distinguished guest is here."

Que Shu stood up and took a look, then looked at Fang Xing in embarrassment.

Fang Xing nodded, and Que She hurried to the stairs to pick up people.

"I have met Mr. Seventeen and Mr. Yang."

"Have Xing and Boke arrived?"

A reserved voice came, and Fang Xing smiled. His people, including Wang He, were all below. Could that Seventeenth Mr. was blind?

As for Que Tong, she didn't go down to greet him when she woke up, so her position was naturally self-evident.

"Who are you? You have such a great face. You haven't seen it even when we stand here? What big eyes have grown to the top of your head? Then you have to be careful to fall into the river and make a lunch with fish and shrimp."

After a silence below, Fang Xing knew that these people were afraid of Wang He's eunuch identity, otherwise they would have started to swear.

Eunuch, eunuch, the people around the king.

Fang Xing smiled and looked at the stairs. As footsteps came, a middle-aged man appeared.

"In the second seventeenth, I have met Xing and Bo."

He is the manager of that family and should be looked up to by others wherever he goes.

So he bowed his hand and then looked to wake up.

Fang Xing sat down without moving, but said lightly: "What do you want to talk about when you made an appointment with Benb here today?"

Mr. Seventeen walked over with a smile, then sat opposite Fang Xing, and a scholar followed him with him.

"Student Yang Yan, I have met Xing and Bo."

Fang Xing frowned and said, "Where is the barbecue?"

Que She was about to sit down, and when she heard this, she asked someone to go and see it.

Mr. Seventeen had very small eyes and he narrowed his eyes to look at people.

He bowed and said, "Xinghe Bo, I think everything is appropriate. Just like robbing water, the boss felt that the water was less divided, so he asked the Xi family to talk about the matter. The Xi family was willing to compensate, but the Hong family wanted the Xi family to lose everything. This is not a way to reason."

Fang Xing took a sip of tea and said, "The whole family... in the eyes of His Majesty, they are all one family."

Mr. Seventeen was stunned. Fang Xing smelled the fragrance and stroked his hands and said, "The barbecue is here, and the wine is there!"

Then the chef came up with a large plate. There were a pile of mutton slices on it and a few small bowls next to it. One of them was full of chili noodles.

The plate was placed on the table, and the thin black chef smirked, and the kitten shouted, "Don't you hurry up and go down!"

The chef bowed his hands in panic, and then stumbled down the stairs, but fortunately he didn't fall.

Fang Xing glanced at the cute kitten, frowned slightly, and then picked up a piece of mutton and dipped it in chili noodles.

Mr. Seventeen was looking at Fang Xing, and when he saw him closing his eyes, his cheeks trembled slightly because of the spicy taste, he couldn't help but feel confused.

Anyone with a certain identity must pay attention to his or her eating behavior unless he or she makes friends when eating outside.

But Xing and Bo didn't care at all, and he actually started to look happy with a look.

After eating mutton and drinking another sip of wine, I felt so happy that I ate it on my own.

Everyone around was looking at him. If it weren't for Que She and Yang Yan who had seen Fang Xing, they would probably wonder if this person was fake.

After eating more than ten slices of roasted lamb, I woke up and put down my chopsticks and prepared to take a rest.

Mr. Seventeen frowned slightly and said, "Xing and Bo have different ways. Leave a way, this is a long-term solution."

Fang Xing took a sip of wine and said lightly: "This is not Tao, but people's livelihood."

Mr. Seventeen sneered: "After a thousand years, the people's livelihood is the best now. Xinghe Bo's words are probably suspected of destroying Guo by false Taoism."

This was the first time Fang Xing had really faced with the family. He looked at Mr. Seventeen carefully and said, "It's a lot of reserve, but your family deserves this reserve. As for the false way you said, "

Fang Xing felt that the chef's barbecue skills were good, and he couldn't help but want to poach.

He ate another slice of mutton and said with satisfaction: "You are thinking too much. Your family is not worth it, and those are all from the Ming Dynasty. Who will destroy whom?"

Mr. Seventeen's face gradually turned red, and his tongue was a little worried about it, so he secretly glanced at Yang Yan.

Yang Yan quickly said, "Xinghe Bo..."

"Who are you?"

Fang Xing raised his head slightly, tilted his head and said, "What qualifications do you have to talk to Benbo?"

Yang Yan's face was embarrassed, and even the Que Tong couldn't help looking at Fang Xing, with a pleading in his eyes.

Yang Yan said awkwardly: "Student Yang Yan..."

Fang Xing looked at Mr. Seventeen and asked, "What does this mean?"

This was not intended to give face. Mr. Seventeen looked ashen, then smiled slightly and said, "Since it's drinking, then everyone can speak, Xing and Bo..."

Fang Xing smiled and nodded, saying, "Since that's the case, then drink a pot of wine before talking to Ben Bo."

Yang Yan felt humiliated and immediately picked up the wine pot, but Fang Xing had just drunk half of the wine, and he looked at the tongue.

"The kitten goes and get a pot of wine."

Seeing that the lover was forced by Fang Xing, Jues could not help but hate Fang Xing, and his voice was a little sharp.
Chapter completed!