The weather was very sunny in early June. Fang Zilan took Awan and Shangguanmin to go horse racing in the countryside, and also went to the Northern Protectorate to watch a play.
Qi Yuming and Huangfu Chen have been fighting openly and secretly since the Duhu Mansion was completed last month and she knew all this.
Fortunately, Qi Yuming was neither humble nor overbearing and allowed Huangfu Chen to make a fuss, so the Governor's Mansion was seemingly calm this month.
However, she knew in her heart that Qi Yuming was not a good person. If Huangfuchen really made him anxious, I'm afraid there would be no need to act as a protective guard.
After Fang Zilan watched the show and beat up Huangfu Chen, Qi Yiming sent her out of the Duhu Mansion, not forgetting to ask her which side she would be on if one day he and Huangfu Chen had a fierce fight.
She smiled faintly and said: "I personally helped Mr. Qi to this position, so all this effort cannot be wasted. As for Huangfu Chen, why should I worry about the people who rely on the Huangfu family?"
Hearing this, Qi Yuming cupped his fists and saluted, "With Master Fang's words, Qi Yuming is relieved."
"Huangfu Chen can't fight you, and the Huangfu family may not be able to fight me. Just keep your heart in your stomach and work well in the Duhu Mansion. If the sky falls, I will hold it for you." After Fang Zilan said this, he got on his horse and led the army. Awan and Shangguanmin left with Qi Yuming.
After that, Shangguan Min went back to the army, while she and Awan returned to Yanzhou City.
As soon as Fang Zilan and Awan returned to the house, they saw the letter crow sent by Ji Ningtian landed at the window of the study, as if they had been waiting for a long time.
Awan stepped forward and took off the wax pill from Xin Ya's body, took out the nine-petal flower and soaked it in the potion. After a while, words appeared on the flower.
"What did the young master say in the letter?" Fang Zilan sat lazily on the main seat, letting Awan read the letter for a long time without saying anything, and she did not ask further questions.
After a long while, Awan said in a low voice: "The master's letter said that your sister, Fang Zitong, the second lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, is getting married."
"Fang Zilan, the third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, is dead. The person in front of you is Fang Zilan, the Lord of the North." Fang Zilan sat up straight, her voice a little colder, "Which young master is she going to marry?"
There was some hesitation on Awan's face, but she finally said softly: "The main family of the Fang family, the head of the family is Fang Liren."
"Are you going to marry your cousin?" Fang Zilan tapped her fingers on the table as she spoke, with thousands of thoughts in her mind.
She knew the Fang Liren Awan was talking about. It was said that he was an unprecedented business genius. He lost his parents at a young age, but he stood out among his uncles and brothers and became the head of the Fang family at the age of twenty.
Such a person should not be underestimated. Fang Zilan vaguely remembered that when Fang Liren visited the Prime Minister's Mansion in the early years, Fang Zitong liked to follow Fang Liren and ask questions.
She had the impression that Fang Liren had a cold temperament, not as slick as ordinary businessmen. He was polite and considerate in dealing with others, but also revealed an indescribable alienation. He was an unpredictable person.
At that time, their father Fang Chongzheng commented on Fang Liren, saying that he was too sensitive and sensitive, and that he might not be able to hold the position of head of the Fang family for long.
Now I think it has been six years since Fang Liren became the head of the Fang family. Now it is the seventh year, which is not a long time but a short time.
But Fang Zilan's intuition told her that Fang Chongzheng had profound experience and sharp eyesight, and the person he saw was probably accurate. She didn't know how long Fang Liren, the head of the family, could continue to be the head of the family.
"Speaking of which, the head of the Fang family is already twenty-seven this year, and he hasn't married yet, which is strange." Awan said and handed the letter to Fang Zilan, bringing her back from her wandering thoughts.
She raised her head and took the letter from Awan's hand, chuckled and said, "What's so new about this? The young master is about the same age as him, and he doesn't have a wife either?"
"How can Fang Liren compare with the young master? The young master is engaged to Wu Qing..." A Wan suddenly stopped mid-sentence and looked nervously at Fang Zilan in front of her.
Seeing that she had no reaction and was still reading the letter, Awan quickly changed the subject, "Don't talk about Fang Liren, let's talk about Fang Zitong. I've only had you for a few months, and now I'm getting married."
"Twenty years old, it's time to get married." She agreed casually, and Awan breathed a sigh of relief.
Fang Zilan burned the letter after reading it. She stared at the flames and frowned, "But why are you telling me this? Do you still think that I am the daughter of the Fang family?"
"I guess so." Awan sat next to Fang Zilan, but she saw her frowning, her lips slightly curled up, and she smiled a bit sarcastically, "It was he who asked Wu Qing to tell me that Fang Zilan, the concubine of the prime minister's house, is dead. , the only one alive is the killer Zixiu. Now that you have informed me of this irrelevant marriage, do you still want me to go and congratulate you?"
"The marriage of the second young lady of the prime minister's house is a major event in the capital. Naturally, the master wants to inform you. Why do you have to think too much about it?" Awan said and shook her arm, "We can have peace in the north for a day." , it’s okay for irrelevant people to ignore it.”
"A Wan's words make sense." Fang Zilan looked at the person beside him and said, "Next month I will be promoted to a military school and I will go to the military camp to stay for a while. Do you want to go with me?"
"Of course I want to see this kind of excitement." Awan became interested and pestered Fang Zilan to ask about the content and process of the military competition. The two of them quickly forgot about the marriage.
Unexpectedly, less than half a month later, before the two of them reached the military camp, they met Ji Ningtian's newly sent Xinya.
The letter brought by Xin Crow still mentioned this marriage, but unlike last time, this time it was not good news.
Fang Liren, the head of the Fang family, ran away from marriage.
Awan frowned as she held the letter, and said with an unhappy expression: "What is this? It's completely unheard of for a groom to run away from his marriage. Master, are you asking us to help find someone in the north? Who knew that he would be able to find someone in the north?" Where do people run away from marriage?"
Compared to Awan's irritability, Fang Zilan seemed particularly calm and composed, "Fang Liren would rather give up his identity as the head of the family and escape from marriage than marry Fang Zitong. This is interesting."
Awan burned the letter with some confusion, and murmured while burning: "Isn't Fang Liren just running away from marriage? What does it have to do with giving up his identity as the head of the family?"
Fang Zilan glanced at her lightly, "You, you are still too young to understand the twists and turns of adults. As the head of the Fang family, Fang Liren represents the entire Fang family in every move, and marriage is related to the entire family. It’s a big deal. Now that he’s running away from his marriage, he’s not just regretting the marriage, he’s not even caring about his family and his life.”
"It's so serious?" Awan's eyes widened in disbelief. She approached Fang Zilan and asked doubtfully: "Then you are still so calm?"
Hearing this, Fang Zilan nodded her forehead in a funny way and asked, "Why should I lose my composure when Fang Liren ran away from marriage?"
