Yes, why didn’t Ximen Feixue follow?
Kong Fang looked around and saw no sign of this boy.
Hey, stop talking. Today’s wage earners are more powerful than their bosses. Who knows where he has gone.
Fang Shiqing habitually stretched his hands to his waist.
Pulling can be about personality, but it cannot be about actions.
If anything happens to the sour scholar, I will personally tell you why the flowers are so red!
Then,
Personally lead the troops to level the Sword Mountain!
Kong Fang sensed the murderous aura in Fang Shiqing's body and comforted him: "Don't worry, madam, I'm very safe now." Then he told her the information collected by Chunyu Tower in detail.
"Is your Chunyu Tower reliable?"
Fang Shiqing was dubious.
"Of course it's reliable. It's a spy network I spent hundreds of taels of gold to build, specifically to collect all kinds of intelligence from around the world for me."
Speaking of gold, he remembered Mr. Luo's friend's glasses, which he had forgotten.
"Shiyi's glasses have been given to them a long time ago." Fang Shiqing said.
Kong Fang was stunned for a moment, then felt relieved when he remembered that she could read minds. He decisively turned the story over. Fang Shiqing didn't talk nonsense to him, jumped on his horse, and led the county soldiers away.
Kong Fang shook his head and smiled bitterly. This little girl really had no other interests except the military camp.
A naughty little daughter-in-law came up.
"Hey, Lord Magistrate, it turns out you are also afraid of your wife!"
There was a burst of laughter next to him.
Kong Fang turned around when he heard this, and the two of them almost came face to face. Because of his experience with Xiao Hong, Kong Fang immediately took a step back and said seriously:
"What you said is wrong. Men are not afraid of their wives, but they love their wives."
"Hee hee, you have such good eyesight that you actually noticed that this widow is a girl." Widow Pan covered her mouth and snickered, skipping the topic and teasing him again.
The laughter grew louder.
Kong Fang was embarrassed.
"Widow Pan, don't try to eat us, otherwise we won't forgive you, and neither will God!" Some people were watching the fun and didn't think it was a big deal.
Widow Pan scolded: "Old Wang, don't talk nonsense. Did you see my mother eating adult tofu? If you continue to talk nonsense, believe it or not, you will never be able to eat my mother's tofu from today on."
Her words once again caused laughter and whistles. Pan Ziyi realized that there was an ambiguity in her words, but she was a person who was used to seeing things in trouble, so her face did not turn red and her heart did not beat.
"Sir, don't be as vulgar as them. I am a tofu seller at No. 38, Chunfeng Road, West Street in the future."
"Construction on Chunfeng Road has already started. I, a woman, can't help much, but on the day the construction started, I gave each of the road construction workers a bowl of tofu."
"Don't laugh at me for being stingy. I also run a small business and make a living by selling tofu!"
Kong Fang couldn't help but look at her with admiration.
This little girl's emotional intelligence is not unusually high. He was praising her in his heart, but when he saw her rubbing her body against him, Kong Fang almost lost himself in the soft fragrance.
While blaming himself for his lack of concentration, he quietly enjoyed the benefits from heaven.
"Sir, although my tofu shop is small, its business is good. Unfortunately, it lacks a shop number. How about you get one?"
"good!"
Kong Fang readily agreed.
In fact, he refused in his heart.
But the mouth refuses to obey the heart, and opens the mouth to comply.
Widow Pan was overjoyed. If it wasn't broad daylight and there were many people, she would have given her a kiss. There was nothing she could do, she was a weak woman with nothing to offer her in return, she could only give her a sweet kiss.
Kong Fang ordered Kong Yiji to fetch the Four Treasures of the Study. When he spread out the paper, he remembered that his calligraphy was not good enough, so he handed the brush to him.
Kong Yiji didn't dare to shirk, so Kong Fang dictated and he wrote.
The four words "Tofu Xishi" appear on the paper, elegant and fresh.
But he looked confused. These four words sounded easy to pronounce, but the meaning was wrong.
Widow Pan’s surname is Pan, and her maiden name is Lotus. If her tofu is called Pan's tofu or Lotus tofu, it would be appropriate. What do you mean by calling it "Tofu Xishi"?
Widow Pan only knew a few words, let alone its artistic conception.
Seeing everyone's confusion, Kong Fang explained: "Xi Shi is an ancient beauty who lives by the Yue River. She looks like a fairy. If she gains half an inch, she will be too fat, but if she loses half an inch, she will become thin. She often washes her gauze by the stream, and the fish see her. Their reflections were so fascinated by her beauty that they forgot to swim and sank to the bottom of the river..."
The story about Xi Shi spread to the Daxing Dynasty in this way.
"Tofu Xishi, firstly, it means that the tofu is as tender and delicious as Xishi; secondly, it means that Sister Pan is as beautiful as Xishi..."
Widow Pan lightly covered her face and said very shyly: "Sir, please don't talk nonsense. I am not as beautiful as Xi Shi, let alone compare with fairies."
"Sister Pan, please don't be modest. You are even more beautiful than Xishi!"
Of course Kong Fang knew that Widow Pan was not as beautiful as Xi Shi, but it was impossible for him to offend the people of the past for the sake of the ancients, right? So he offered the rainbow fart without thinking.
They say that even if you wear a lot of clothes, you will never wear anything. Anyone can hear that the moisture in his words is seriously excessive, and Widow Pan is no exception, but she is still happy in her heart.
She leaned close to Kong Fang's ear and bit her lips, "Be careful, at midnight tonight, do you dare to go to my sister's house to eat tofu?"
I go……
How dare you little girls have a date so openly?
Do you really not regard me as a cadre anymore?
Xinweixin Laozi will carry out activities to create a civilized city in the county tonight, specifically to control pornography, gambling and drugs?
But his face remained calm.
Today was the second time he was misunderstood by a woman, and his genes had already created immunity.
"Sir, can you also give me a name for my stall?"
While he was thinking about how to politely reject Widow Pan, a rough and humble voice came from below. He looked down and saw a man dressed as a salesman looking up at him.
According to visual inspection, the man is about three feet tall, with short and thick limbs. His head is wrapped in a square scarf, his face is rough, and his beard is yellow and messy under his nose.
"This big brother is..."
"He is Wu Dalang. He runs a stall next to my tofu shop, specializing in sesame seed cakes." Widow Pan introduced.
Wu Dalang, Pan Jinlian?
Kong Fang was confused. Although he knew that Daxing Dynasty had many coincidences with his previous life, was this coincidence too much?
Where is Ximen Qing?
You come out and beat Wu Dalang, and then ask Pan Jinlian to give him medicine.
"Ouch, sir, you made a mistake. His name is Wu Dalang, and the person who arrived is Da, not Wu Dalang." Widow Pan corrected.
Kong Fang was ashamed.
His name is Wu Dalang; her name is Pan Lianhua, and she is a widow; they have no relationship with Ximen Qingmao.
"Actually, it's right for you to call me Dalang. I am the eldest in the family, and I have three younger brothers and two younger sisters. They are all normal people."
Wu Dalang said.
Since the suspicion that he was the genuine Wu Dalang was ruled out, Kong Fang no longer hesitated and readily asked Kong Yiji to write "Qinghe's No. 1 Cake" for him.
Wu Dalang was so excited that he jumped three inches high.
Kong Fang was also happy. He relied on his "talent and learning" to serve the people under his rule, and he was close to the people.
But he was handsome for only three seconds, and he regretted it.
