Hall of Supreme Harmony.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who had just finished handling government affairs, pinched his brows tiredly and sat on the dragon chair. On the table was the unveiling note sent by Mao Xiang.
"Is this boy Fang Jingzhi really the one who advises Lan Yu?"
Looking at the unveiling post, a handsome and somewhat outrageous young man's face appeared in Lao Zhu's mind.
No matter what Lao Zhu thought, he felt that this guy didn't seem like someone who could give such a good idea.
After all, my past resume is too rich.
But if you say that Lan Yu came up with this idea, you won't even believe it to death.
In recent days, the prince has begun to try to cooperate with local ruffian gangs to deal with street security problems.
The result was also unexpected, and the effect was surprisingly good.
Not only have petty thefts disappeared, but fights have also decreased a lot.
The prince was very satisfied with this.
Lao Zhu was also very satisfied.
But the better the idea, the more curious he was about who came up with the idea.
Lan Yu also asked several times, but the guy turned out to be very strict and didn't let him out.
No, we have to go take a look!
If this boy is really a young talent, we must take it into our hands and help the prince!
When I think of this, even the millet porridge in my mouth becomes tasteless.
Lao Zhu put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and looked up at the sky.
The weather was sunny and it didn't look like it was going to rain.
Then he put on his normal clothes and walked out of the palace.
Low profile.
Except for the guards and Mao Xiang who were secretly accompanying him, he didn't take anyone with him.
He leisurely arrived at Dinghuai Gate, in front of Fang Jingzhi's door.
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Nothing to do today, just listen to music.
Yesterday's slogan was just a fart.
The sky has cleared up and the rain has stopped. Young Master Fang feels like he is doing well again.
Carrying two kilograms of freshly baked melon seeds, Fang Jingzhi prepared to go to the Jiaofang Division to learn the tricks of the two oiran ladies.
The oiran lady doesn't love money, she only loves the melon seeds copied by Master Fang and the tenderness of her head!
Lady Shishi likes caramel flavor, so her voice is very sweet and greasy.
The power lady likes creamy food, so her...
This continuous rainy day has made him suffer from being kept at home.
Today, we must let the oiran lady try the power of Awei’s Eighteen Styles!
Otherwise, it would be a loss for the whip whip soup that Lao Wang worked so hard to cook every day.
Fang Jingzhi stretched his waist, feeling that his waist was already full, and showed a very satisfied smile.
The dragon blood in the waist is burning, and the kidney water is sufficient until tomorrow!
After our firepower and ammunition are prepared, it depends on the defense of the enemy's position.
Fang Jingzhi, who was quite complacent, suddenly wanted to recite poems to boost his morale.
"The roc rises in the same wind one day, and the golden spear goes straight up to ninety thousand miles... I smile at the sky with my horizontal sword, and the golden spear shakes the Kunlun sky... The flow flows straight down three thousand feet, and the golden spear pierces the nine heavens..."
"The Kingdom of Rakshasa is twenty-six thousand miles eastward, passing through the yellow mud land three inches across the sea. There is only one river. The river flows through Gougou Camp. The leader of Gougou Camp is called the fork pole. Mahu, Shili Flower Field has a good name..."
Lao Zhu outside the door thought the poem was good, but when this piece of music fell into his ears, his face turned dark instantly.
Damn it, are you mocking our Ming Dynasty?
Fang Jingzhi was gibbering, reciting poems and singing, stretching her limbs, shaking her buttocks and twisting her hips. While doing warm-up before the game, she walked towards the door.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, two old faces appeared at the door.
Oops, I'm going!
Where did the monsters and monsters come from? Give us a stick!
Fang Jingzhi was startled.
Take a closer look!
The person in front of him was quite old, with a short gray beard. Although he was wearing a slightly shabby brocade dress, he gave people an unwarranted sense of majesty.
The man at the back looks much younger, but his eyes are bright and lively. Wearing an ordinary coarse cloth, he looks like a dog, but gives people a sense of fakeness and power.
High status makes judgments.
Although I don’t recognize this young man, there is an old man with a gray beard in front of me.
Who is it if it's not the old brother who was tricked by me?
"Brother, it's you!" Fang Jingzhi said with a smile.
"I'm here to ask for melon seeds!" Fang Jingzhi raised the paper bag in her hand and said with a smile, "I was about to go out, and I'm giving you melon seeds!"
Give it to you!
Do you know where our family lives?
"Haha, you have the nerve to say that you forgot to give us the hydrangea at the right time, right!" Lao Zhu replied angrily with a straight face: "We are here to take revenge on you today!"
revenge? ? ?
Gudong!
Fang Jingzhi swallowed dryly and looked at Mao Xiang with evil eyes.
Finished!
This guy doesn't look like a good person!
I can't beat him!
Look at Lao Zhu's face again. Although his face is as usual, his eyes are obviously filled with fire, and he is obviously angry now.
Don't talk nonsense, lest you get beaten!
"Well, brother, look at what's going on, it's all a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!"
"Aren't we just working harder for those who are capable?"
Fang Jingzhi smiled apologetically.
He secretly looked at Lao Wang's family next to him.
Damn it, Old Wangtou, hurry up and call for help. Someone is plotting to kill this young master!
Lao Zhu snorted coldly.
He is an emperor after all, how can he have the same knowledge as a young man?
What's more, today we are here to test and recruit talents.
"He who can do it has a lot to do with it!"
"Humph, we're already here, why are you planning to make us stand at the door!"
"Why, there's not even a cup of tea at home!"
ah!
Fang Jingzhi blinked at Lao Zhu.
It seems that most of the anger has disappeared!
As long as you don't beat me up, that's not all.
He quickly pushed the door open, stretched out his hand with a smile and said: "If others come, it will definitely not be there, but if you, the old man, are here, how can you not have it? Come in, come in, you, the old man, invite me first!"
Lao Zhu was still very satisfied with what he said.
He glared at Fang Jing with a playful smile and immediately entered the yard with his hands behind his back.
Because it had just rained, there were still some water stains on the stone benches in the courtyard.
With a look from Lao Zhu, Mao Xiang immediately stepped forward and wiped the stone bench clean with his sleeves.
Fang Jingzhi was speechless as he watched.
This is a good dog!
Lao Zhu was obviously not curious about the situation in Fang Jingzhi's house. Mao Xiang's Jinyiwei (should be called Gongweisi now, please change it in advance!) had already secretly explored the place clearly.
It is estimated that if a hair falls on the ground at Fang Jingzhi's house now, Mao Xiang can clearly point out to him where it fell.
Fang Jingzhi stood aside with a slightly uncomfortable expression.
What a good dog, why are you only wiping one stool?
Are you lazy? Are you lazy?
He has some mild mysophobia.
In the past, after it rained in the courtyard, Lao Wang came over to clean the stone benches and tables. He was only responsible for sitting on them.
But Lao Wang is obviously lazy today!
Let him wipe the stone bench with a dirty rag...
This really makes Master Fang a little embarrassed!
He turned and looked at Mao Xiang.
This guy didn't even have the slightest intention of wiping him.
This made Master Fang very dissatisfied.
He kept winking at Mao Xiang.
A little discerning!
Mao Xiang obviously didn't want to talk to him.
He just glanced at him and ran behind Lao Zhu like a dog.
What kind of level are you? You want our dignified Jin Yiwei commander to clean your stool?
We really think we are the eunuchs who serve people in the palace!
Look, you still dare to look at us!
When your Majesty is done, we will take you to Jinyiwei and imprison you and dig out your eyeballs!
Mao Xiang didn't blink, and Fang Jingzhi didn't want to clean the stone bench himself.
The scene was a little awkward for a while.
"Boy, the elders are here. Where's the tea? This is how you treat guests. Do you think I have to do it myself?" Lao Zhu looked at the unmoved Fang Jingzhi with dissatisfaction and snorted coldly.
This bad old man looks like he's hard to take care of.
Damn it! Gildo!
If I didn't think I couldn't beat you, a lookless guard.
This young master...
"Okay, please sit down first, and I will make you some tea!"
As Fang Jingzhi said this, she put the paper bag in her hand on a clean area of the stone table with a smile, and ran into the house quickly.
Damn it, I’ll boil water at 120 degrees for you to make tea!
I'll burn you to death, old bitch!
