The sword is broken.
Fang Zheng was filled with regret and almost cried.
Such a good sword, Zhang Biao, a fool, broke it immediately!
If one day His Majesty wants to go back, his claws will no longer be numb.
The sword was destroyed before even a drop of blood could stick to it.
Fang Zhengyi had no choice but to find someone to send it back to Taoyuan County for recasting. Such a dazzling sword would not dare to be made in the capital.
As for Zhang Biao, he punished him by punishing him, so he had no use for his energy.
In the afternoon, the sky was clear.
Fang Zhengyi lay leisurely under the tree in the small courtyard.
Now there is no need to go to morning pilgrimage, but getting up early has become a habit.
After breakfast, we made some arrangements and then took a nap in the courtyard.
I slept until the afternoon.
When he woke up from his sleep, he saw several round figures standing in front of him.
Fang Zheng rubbed his eyes and then rinsed his mouth with tea.
After he regained his energy, he showed two rows of white teeth: "Here come the ladies-in-law... I haven't seen them for a while, and they have all become much thinner!"
The few people standing in front of me were Huang Shengrong's wife and concubines. The head wife had a sinister face and a fierce look on her face!
However, when he looked at Fang Zhengyi, he kept a gentle smile.
"Master Fang is so polite. Why are we sisters invited here today?"
Fang Zheng stood up, relaxed his muscles and bones, and said loudly: "Come here! Bring some chairs over here! Did you see any guests coming?"
Then he smiled and said: "It's nothing. Please invite some sisters-in-law to come and stay for a few days, otherwise I won't be able to invite Master Huijue."
"By the way, are the children here?"
"I'm coming!"
Mrs. Huang pulled out several children from behind, but the children looked at Fang Zhengyi in horror and kept shrinking behind Mrs. Huang.
Fang Zhengyi tried his best to be kind: "Come, let uncle give me a hug!"
Those children clung to Mrs. Huang's clothes and hid behind her.
Mrs. Huang was not used to it, so she pulled her out and gave each of them a big cock fight.
"Not polite! Master Fang is calling you!"
Fang Zheng swallowed his saliva and said with a dry smile: "You're welcome, you're welcome."
"How are the sisters-in-law doing at home?"
"What a good thing! You are a ghost, pretending to be a monk, and stay away from home all day long. Several of our sisters are already widows!
"I don't know what he is? Bah! Huijue Master! If I'm in a bad mood one day, I'll tear off his skin!"
"How could you not be so kind as Mr. Fang? You give us delicious food and drink, and you also provide free tutoring for your children!"
"Hurry up! You bastards haven't thanked Mr. Fang yet!"
Several children shed tears but didn't make a sound.
He knelt on the ground and gave Fang Zheng and his party a big gift: "Thank you, Mr. Fang."
Fang Zhengyi smiled awkwardly: "Hey, you are all good children. Get up. Uncle has also found someone to make up lessons for you. This time, you will make up two more subjects!"
Several children stood up, stared at Fang Zheng with resentment, and then shrank behind Mrs. Huang.
Fang Zheng laughed loudly: "This old Huang! He hangs out every day and never goes home to pay the public food. This is too much! When he comes later, I will teach him a lesson for the sisters-in-law!"
Mrs. Huang and the other concubines suddenly blushed: "Master Fang, there are children here."
"Ah hahaha, sorry, sorry!"
Fang Zheng said angrily: "The house is still the original house! I'm still keeping it for you. If you don't like living at home in the future, just come to me! This is your second home!"
Several women covered their mouths and laughed coquettishly.
Mrs. Huang suddenly felt worried and said, "I wonder what the Lord wants to see him for this time?"
"It's okay, please don't worry."
"To be honest, I am going to travel far this time, to Jianjiang. I may not be able to come back in a year and a half."
"Maybe I need to take Master Huijue to do some rituals there."
"Traveling far away?" Mrs. Huang was a little anxious.
"It's not life-threatening."
Fang Zheng hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't worry! I, Fang Zheng, will guarantee his head, and I will definitely let him come back with all his strength."
"As for this period of time, I will be responsible for your food and clothing. If you don't worry, you can write more letters. What do you think?"
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Huang knelt down and saluted: "Then there is Mr. Laofang."
"Okay! Then I won't send the sisters-in-law as gifts, please."
After saying that, Mrs. Huang left with a group of concubines and several children. Before leaving, the youngest boy turned back and stared at Fang Zhengyi fiercely, and spit on the ground.
"he~~tUi!"
Fang Zheng's expression turned stiff!
Damn, this guy has some talent! Don’t think about sleeping anymore!
It was getting late, and Huang Shengrong was late to dinner for the whole family in Fangzhai.
The weather was nice, so luckily everyone ate in the courtyard.
Huang Shengrong stood aside cautiously, watching a table full of people showing off their meals.
His eyes were fixed on the meat and vegetables, and his throat kept moving.
Then he said awkwardly: "Master Fang, why did you call me here?"
Fang Zheng took a piece of fat and shook it a few times before stuffing it into his mouth.
"Old Huang, I heard that many rich people in the capital are looking for you to perform services, and people are waiting in line until next year."
"Is this happening?"
Huang Shengrong hurriedly replied: "Yes, but it's not that evil, so it will be scheduled until the end of the year..."
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "I have nothing to do with you. Please come with me and help me with rituals and so on."
"Where to go?" Huang Shengrong became a little worried.
"Jianjiang Mansion."
Hearing this, Huang Shengrong quickly shook his head: "I won't go, sir. It's not that I don't want to go, but I really can't get away."
"My whole family, young and old, has no one to take care of them in the capital. What will my family do if I leave them?"
Fang Zheng gave him a sideways glance.
"Your wife and children are in my hands, don't worry."
"I'm not asking for your opinion. I'm giving you two choices. Either you come with me alone, or I take you with your wife and children."
"You should think about it."
Huang Shengrong suddenly broke into a cold sweat. Without much hesitation, he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go! I'll go with you!"
"But you have to give me a few days to postpone the legal affairs in the capital."
"And the adults should at least let me know what exactly they want me to do."
"Who are you doing the rituals for? How many rituals are you doing? Can you come back after you finish the rituals?"
Fang Zhengyi said calmly: "I don't know either. In short, you can come back when I come back. Everything is at my disposal."
"Also, your wife complained to me, saying that you were away from home every day and didn't pay the public food. Is this true?"
As soon as these words came out, Huang Shengrong immediately cursed in his heart.
Whether I pay the public food or not is none of your business! Do you want to take care of this?
Helpless, he did not dare to talk back and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha. The poor monk is already a monk, and he cannot have any more lust in the world."
"Eating elbow?"
"eat!"
