"Simon, please wait a moment."
Fang Shiyi waved from behind, and Ximen Feixue reined in his horse and stopped, "Second Miss, what do you want?"
"Your hair is messed up."
Ximen Feixue brushed down her hair on her temples, extremely arrogant, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. I combed it carefully before going out."
Guan Yu sighed, he was indeed a villager from the mountains. Even if he had a little bit of eyesight, he didn't even notice at all.
Ximen Feixue glared at him, Hey, why are you sighing?
Are you dissatisfied with me?
Come on, if you don’t like it, let’s practice!
Seeing my bad temper, Guan Yu will draw his sword and fight Ximen Feixue for 300 rounds.
Fang Shiyi was also drunk.
When will these two living treasures stop people from worrying?
When Fang Shiqing heard the quarrel, his mood suddenly became bad.
"I'm going back, take care of yourself all the way."
She turned her horse's head, whipped Guan Yu and Ximen Feixue each, then rode away with her whip raised. Ximen Feixue looked at her retreating figure, "Tell me, what does she mean?"
"You're so young, you haven't even reached menopause yet!"
Fang Shiyi glanced at him and said nothing. Guan Yu rubbed the sore spot. He had suffered so unfairly from this whipping, and he was filled with resentment.
"More your sister!"
"You're not the one who caused this, and you've really got me in trouble!"
"..."
Ximen Feixue wanted to practice with Guan Yu again.
Kong Fang was the elder of the two, so he took these two bastards out. He didn't know how long it would take to get to the capital. If the trip was delayed, and the little emperor was accused of deceiving the emperor, the Fang family and the Kong family might be wiped out!
"You... do you really want to leave? If you don't leave, get out!"
he shouted, slapping the carriage window.
The boss going crazy is no small matter. Ximen Feixue decisively gave up her plan to compete with Guan Yu and rode forward.
"Brother-in-law, take care along the way!"
Fang Shiyi waved goodbye to Kong Fang with a smile on her face. Kong Fang glanced at the empty road he came from. He suddenly wanted to throw away the three big light bulbs around him and cuddle up with her.
Fang Shiyi's smile is still there, but that look in her eyes...
shy,
Warnings are also included.
Kong Fang returned to the carriage sadly. She understood him, but the woman's thoughts...
He couldn't figure it out.
At the end of Youshi, Kong Fang and his party finally arrived at Baoding Mansion. Kong Fang originally wanted to stay in an inn, but Tang Bolong sent someone to take them to the Tang Mansion. Kong Fang was not too surprised. After all, he was actually the real protagonist this time.
Although Tang Bolong was one level older than him, he was just a green leaf.
Fortunately for him, he didn't see Logan all night, so he wasn't pestered by her.
Early in the morning of Yuri, they continued on their way. Tang Bolong took five or six followers with him, and there were two carriages behind him.
There is cement and refined salt on the carriage.
It's called a tribute.
Tang Bolong's brother-in-law was Kong Fang's agent in Baoding Prefecture. He had these two things in hand. For convenience, Kong Fang took out some cement and refined salt here as souvenirs for the little emperor.
After a long journey, they finally arrived at Yueyang City, the capital of the Daxing Dynasty, on the 27th of the twelfth lunar month. Needless to say, Guan Yu and Ximen Feixue had the same expressions as those of country children who first entered the city.
Tang Bolong pretended to be calm and looked like he had seen the world, but in fact he was filled with various emotions, including nervousness, excitement, elation, worry about gains and losses...
Xiao Hong was sitting on the front frame of the carriage, her feet dangling in the air, and she was so nervous that she didn't dare to look either way.
Kong Fang got out of the car and looked around Yueyang City, but he was a little disappointed.
In addition to its unique architecture, Yueyang City is not as good as the fifth-tier cities in its previous life in terms of city size and prosperity.
"Old...Master, I want to go home."
Xiaohong said aggrievedly.
Kong Fang suddenly didn’t understand.
Along the way, Xiaohong was the most obedient. Why did she suddenly act like this when she arrived at Yueyang City?
They spent nearly half a month living in the wind and the dew, and they had to go home as soon as they arrived in Yueyang City? Come on, tell me, how do you want to go home? Take the high-speed rail or fly?
Xiaohong was about to cry.
"Master, I'm scared."
faint!
Kong Fang now mainly plays a dizzy.
"Xiaohong, we slept in the wilderness several times along the way, and you didn't say you were afraid. Why did you become afraid when we arrived in the capital?"
"There are so many people here, I'm afraid I'll get lost."
"Master, if I get lost, who will take care of you? What will happen to my daughter?"
"She is only over a year old, she cannot live without a mother."
Kong Fang took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm, "Xiaohong, don't be afraid, just follow me closely. Don't worry, I won't lose you."
Xiaohong glanced at Kong Fang gratefully, her face flushed.
"Master, you can't lie to me."
"No." Kong Fang comforted.
He turned back to discuss with Tang Bolong whether to go directly to see the emperor or find an inn to stay first.
It is against etiquette to go to see the emperor in such a hurry. Tang Bolong did have a few relatives and friends in the capital, but the Chinese New Year was about to come, and he was embarrassed to come and complain. Just when he was hesitant, an old man who looked like a housekeeper came to him.
"I dare to ask you two, are you Mr. Tang, the magistrate of Baoding, and Mr. Kong, the magistrate of Qinghe?"
Tang Bolong looked at the other person as unfamiliar, not like a relative or friend of his own.
Kong Fang was confused. This was his first time setting foot in Yueyang City. How could anyone know him? Could it be that the old man is a fan of "Journey to the West" and recognizes its author?
But it’s not right to think about it again.
The Daxing Dynasty was seriously backward in terms of information. Not to mention QQ, WeChat and Douyin, there were no traditional media that had become outdated in previous generations. Although fans knew that the author of "Journey to the West" was named Kong Fang.
However, they can only imagine what Kong Fang looks like.
"This official is Tang Bolong. Who is my father-in-law? How do you know us?" Yueyang City is no better than Baoding Mansion. In this area, if you throw a brick at random, you can hit one or two third- and fifth-grade officials.
Walking on the street, you might accidentally bump into a member of the royal family.
Not to mention them themselves, even their subordinates were not someone he, Tang Bolong, could offend casually.
So even though the other party was dressed as a butler, he still sincerely put aside his official authority and bowed with his arms folded. The old man smiled "haha" and returned the courtesy, "Master Tang, I'm sorry."
The old man said he was modest, but in fact he was very helpful.
"I am Su Sanwu, the steward of Mr. Su, the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. I have been ordered by Mr. Su to wait here specially for you two."
As a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door, Tang Bolong suddenly felt that his salute was not unfair.
But he was confused.
Because he was not related to the current Prime Minister Su, nor was he his disciple. With his current official status, he was not worthy of sending someone to greet him.
Tang Bolong cast an inquiring look at Kong Fang.
But Kong Fang also looked confused. I am not familiar with him!
"My two gentlemen, please invite me. My prime minister has been waiting for you for a long time." Su Sanwu warmly invited him. Tang Bolong was frightened and was about to follow Su Sanwu, but Kong Fang was unusually calm.
He heard that there was a kind of person in the capital who made a living by deceiving local officials like them.
They have a unified name:
Jing lied.
