This was the idea of Sergeant Jin Jia, but Wen Dabao had no intention of answering, so it was naturally impossible for Sergeant Jin Jia to continue questioning.
Next, the golden-armored sergeant went in to report, while Wen Dabao continued to wait outside the door of the mansion, but this time he did not wait long.
Soon, Wen Dabao entered Pingyang Mansion under the leadership of Sergeant Jin Jia. He was still in the small courtyard yesterday, and the scene was almost the same as yesterday.
Fang Zhengzheng was drinking tea leisurely when he saw Wen Dabao running over with a bruised face, and he immediately spurted out a sip of tea.
"puff!"
Wen Dabao didn't even have time to react before a mouthful of tea was sprayed on his face. At that moment, his heart felt very bitter...
"What happened? Who beat you?" Fang Zhengzheng looked confused.
"My dad!" Wen Dabao looked sad.
"Your father? Oh, why did your father beat you? Tell us and it will make us happy." When Fang Zhengzheng heard this, he suddenly seemed to understand.
"He said I shouldn't take you to Qixingfang." Wen Dabao wiped the tea from his face as he spoke, feeling like a little daughter-in-law.
"Is it because of this?" Fang Zhengzheng smiled softly.
"right."
"As a man, how can you not have any freedom of your own?"
"What's the meaning?"
"I have a good way to prevent your father from beating you, and you can go to Qixingfang openly in the future. What do you think?"
"Is there really such a way?"
"certainly."
"you say."
"We'll go there tonight. I want to see how many times your father can beat you."
"Huh?!" Wen Dabao's eyes widened in an instant, and he looked at Fang Zhengzheng, who was smiling in front of him, in disbelief. He wanted to say, this is a great idea, because it's not you who's being beaten, right?
But when the words came to his lips, Wen Dabao was still unable to speak. He just looked at Fang Zhengyi with a very resentful look: "Is there a better way?"
"No." Fang Zhengzheng refused directly.
“…”
…
At night, four people were welcomed into Qixingfang again. However, compared with yesterday, Wen Dabao's expression today obviously lacked the interest of yesterday, and only had a bitter look on his face.
There was no surprise. When Wen Dabao walked out of Qixingfang and returned to Wen Mansion, the figure standing in the door of the mansion was still tall and tall.
And the most important thing is that in the hand of that tall figure, he is holding an iron rod as usual.
"Dad, don't hit!"
"You bastard, you are looking for death!"
"Ouch... Dad, stop, Fang Zhengyi, Fang Zhengzheng wants me to bring you something." Wen Dabao finally shouted after receiving an iron rod on his butt.
"Is there something I want you to bring to me? Okay, just tell me."
"Fang Zhengzheng said that he will go to Qixingfang again tomorrow, and he will continue to go during this period. The time of going is the same as yesterday and today."
"Did he really say that?" A glimmer of light flashed in Heiying's eyes.
"Yes, absolutely true."
"I understand, then you should accompany Mr. Fang to Qixingfang in the next few days. Daddy has prepared the banknotes for you. Just ask the housekeeper for the amount you want." After a moment of silence, the black shadow finally nodded.
"Dad, you won't hit me?"
"Well, go to bed early and play with Young Master Fang in Qixingfang tomorrow."
"No way? Is this okay?" Wen Dabao looked at the dark figure leaving silently. He couldn't believe the facts in front of him. You must know that his father had been very strict since he was a child.
today…
Why did you suddenly say such a thing
Fang Zhengzheng’s method actually worked! Not only was he not beaten, but he could also go to Qixingfang openly in the future? Wouldn’t it be so magical!
…
Yanjing City, in the mansion of Zuo Xiang.
A servant in black knelt in the study with a respectful expression, lowered his head, and listened nervously to the gentle knocking sound in his ears.
"Fang Zhengzheng went to Qixingfang again?" Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping's voice sounded.
"Yes, I still went with Wen Dabao, Yan Xiu and Ping Yang. The time was the same as yesterday, and the time I left was almost the same time." The servant immediately replied.
"Have Prince Duan and Hou Chi been to Pingyang Mansion these days?"
"No, Prince Duan has always stayed in Prince Duan's Mansion, and Hou Chi has never been to Prince Duan's Mansion since he went to Prince Duan's Mansion on the first day he entered the city. He has always lived in Zhenguo Mansion."
"I know, you can go down." Zuo Xiangyu Yiping nodded and waved towards the servant.
"Yes!" The servant responded, then bowed and retreated.
And just when the servants had just retired, a respectful voice came from outside the study door: "Master Prime Minister, the Minister of Punishment, 'Wen Chuan', is outside the house asking for an audience."
"Wen Chuan?" Zuo Xiangyu Yiping frowned slightly, and then a faint light flashed in his eyes: "Well, let him come over."
"Yes!" the voice outside the door replied.
Then, there was a sound of slight footsteps, and soon, the study door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man wearing black casual clothes walked in.
In terms of facial features, the middle-aged man looks a bit stern, with slightly thick eyebrows, but his eyes are always closed in a nonchalant manner, which makes the severity somewhat less severe.
"Wen Chuan, the Minister of Criminal Affairs, has met Yu Xiang!" The middle-aged man saluted directly as soon as he entered the study.
"Master Wen, there is no need to be polite. I wonder if Master Wen is looking for the truth so late. Is there anything wrong?" Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping immediately stood up from the chair, walked quickly to Wen Chuan and supported Wen Chuan.
"It's something." Wen Chuan nodded, looking a little melancholy.
"Oh? If you hear something, sir, you might as well say it directly. As long as it is within the scope of my ability, I will do my best." Upon hearing this, Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping immediately said seriously.
"Yu Xiang, please save the child!" When Wen Chuan heard this, he immediately knelt down.
Seeing this, Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping raised his hand slightly and helped Wen Chuan up again, who was about to kneel down, with a look of concern in his eyes.
"What is Mr. Wen doing? You and I have worked together in the court for so many years. Mr. Wen's son is the son of the truth. If you have anything to say, just say it!"
"Damn it, kid. I don't know how serious it is. In the past two days, he took advantage of my unpreparedness and ran out to hang out with Fang Zhengzheng in the Seven Stars Square. I... I..."
"Oh? Master Wen, doesn't he know that your son Wen Dabao and Fang Zhengzheng are going to Qixingfang?"
"I just learned about it last night. At that time, I beat that brat hard and warned him repeatedly not to go again. But at his age... Well, I am usually too arrogant and doting on him. I didn't expect him to go there tonight. I hung out with that Fang Zhengzheng again and went to Qixingfang. I... Sigh..." Wen Chuan sighed heavily at the end.
"It's quite what it is, but it's just a bit playful. It's okay." Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping's eyes flashed, and then he waved his hand.
"There are a lot of Yu Xiang, but His Highness the Crown Prince..."
"Master Wen, don't worry. His Highness the Crown Prince has his own truth to explain. It's normal for children to be playful. Besides, it's not a big deal." Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping waved his hand again.
"But..." Wen Chuan hesitated.
"Master Wen, what else can you do?" Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping saw the expression on Wen Chuan's face and asked again.
"It's like this. I heard from my son that Fang Zhengzheng shamelessly threatened my son and asked him to continue to accompany him to Qixingfang for fun. Yu Xiang knew that my son was not afraid of Fang Zhengzheng alone. However, Her Royal Highness Princess Pingyang also There was also Yan Xiu at the scene, so Xiaoer... "
"Damn it, this Fang Zhengzheng is so shameless! He dares to threaten the young master who is a dignified minister. This style is really hateful, hateful!" When Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping heard this, he immediately became angry.
"Yes, it's just that this makes me afraid of children..." Wen Chuan looked worried.
"How many days does Fang Zhengzheng want Mr. Wen to accompany him?"
"I said I have to go every day. It's a small thing to spend a little money. I'm just worried that my son will be misunderstood by His Highness the Crown Prince if he follows Fang Zhengyi all the time..."
"Don't worry, Mr. Wen, the truth about this matter will be revealed to His Highness the Crown Prince!"
"Thank you so much, Yu Xiang!"
"There is no need to be polite, Mr. Wen. I will write a letter to the prince now."
"Thank you, Mr. Yu. Then... I'll take my leave!" After Wen Chuan said this, he bowed respectfully again, and then slowly retreated out of the study.
"Master Wen, walk slowly!" Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping nodded, but this time, he did not help Wen Chuan, but allowed Wen Chuan to exit the study.
After the study became quiet again, a figure slowly walked out of a cubicle at the back of the study and sat directly on a chair.
"When will Prime Minister take action?"
"No rush." Zuo Xiangyu Yiping glanced at the figure sitting on the chair. There was no surprise at all, and he just waved his hand gently.
"Is Mr. Prime Minister prepared to let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?" the figure asked again.
"Opportunity? Haha... Fang Zhengzheng deliberately went to Qixingfang to have fun, and called Wen Chuan to report. The purpose was just to lure the snake out. If he did it now, he would fall into a trap." Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping frowned slightly.
"Master Xiang is afraid, right?"
"What do you mean?"
"When Fang Zhengzheng went to Qixingfang, Pingyang, Yan Xiu and Wen Dabao were the only ones around him. To put it bluntly, besides Yan Xiu, who else can stop the prime minister's people?"
"If you have anything to say, you can just say it."
"In this Yanjing City, the Prime Minister actually missed two opportunities. I'm thinking, will the Prime Minister miss three, four, or five times?"
"The truth has its own arrangements, you don't need to worry about these things!"
"Okay, I'll just say it casually. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. Prime Minister can do more work, so just take your time and worry about it."
"No!" Zuo Xiangyu Yiping snorted.
The figure smiled slightly, and then slowly stood up and walked towards the compartment behind the study again. After a while, he disappeared.
Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping glanced at the study compartment and frowned.
"Fang Zhengzheng, I will bear with you for a few days. When the Thousand Old Man's Banquet is held and the Holy Spirit goes to Shili Lake, I want to see how confident you are that you dare to play so unscrupulously in Yanjing City! "
…
Time passed quickly.
For three days in a row, Fang Zhengyi, Wen Dabao, Yan Xiu and Pingyang still went to Qixingfang on time, and on the fourth day, the Qiansou Banquet finally started.
Under the escort of the Royal Guards, Holy Master Lin Mubai came out of the palace, sat in a dragon sedan and left Yanjing City. Amid the cheers of countless people, he headed towards Shili Lake in a mighty manner.
This is a grand scene and an unprecedented event.
The children of the aristocratic families rushed to witness this grand event at the gate of Yanjing City, imagining the scene where their grandfathers and their sages were remembering the past.
And at night…
Yanjing City also became more lively than usual.
Perhaps it was because the pillars of some aristocratic families in Yanjing City went to Shili Lake, or maybe it was the atmosphere of Shili Lake that infected Yanjing City.
In short, Yanjing City is very lively tonight, the lights are brightly lit, and countless talented people secretly sneak out of their mansions and approach the most prosperous place in Yanjing City.
Pingyang Mansion.
Wen Dabao had long been impatient with waiting. These days, relying on the huge advantage of having a lot of money in his hands, he had successfully captured the heart of a 'Qing Guoren' who could speak and sing in Qixingfang.
It is conceivable that as long as a little more force is applied, the Qing Guo Ren will no longer be Qing.
"Let's go, let's go quickly." Wen Dabao urged, imagining the look of the man lying on his chest tonight, breathing heavily.
"Is it time?" Fang Zhengzheng opened his eyes and looked at the sky.
"Don't worry about the time when we don't have time. If we go early, we can play a little longer. Let's go, let's go!" Wen Dabao looked eager.
"Yan Xiu, what do you think?" Fang Zhengzheng ignored Wen Dabao and turned his eyes to Yan Xiu who was aside.
"Okay." Yan Xiu nodded after thinking for a moment.
"Great, Mr. Yan agreed, let's go then?" Wen Dabao had never liked Yan Xiu as much as he did now. This was simply the nicest voice he heard today.
"Okay, let's go." Fang Zhengzheng also slowly stood up from the chair at this time, and looked at Pingyang next to him with his eyes slightly closed.
A fiery red dress wrapped Pingyang's body, and the water-like dress poured out on the grass in the courtyard, like a ball of flame.
"Are you leaving?" Pingyang seemed to have heard Fang Zhengzheng's words, and slowly opened his eyes, stretched again, and straightened his slightly bulging chest.
Then, she found that Fang Zheng's eyes were looking directly at her, and that gaze seemed to be looking at a certain part of herself.
"Shameless!" Pingyang spat lightly.
Upon hearing this, Fang Zhengzheng also smiled slightly, and moved his eyes downward again, looking at Pingyang's waist as thin as a water snake and his slightly upturned butt.
"Don't they all say that girls change their age? Why do they change when they are still under sixteen years old?" Fang Zhengzheng was confused. He always had the feeling that Pingyang was raised a little too fast.
I just don’t know…
How is that girl Chi Guyan doing? (To be continued.)
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