Royal Gold Magistrate

See the old bustard limping away.

Li Yuanzhao quietly approached Zhang Biao, and whispered, "Brother Biao, can you teach me?"

Zhang Biao squinted at him: "What do I teach you?"

"Kungfu! And how can your body be so good?"

Fangzheng looked at the two of them with a grin, now he knows that Brother Biao is awesome!I was unconvinced before.

Zhang Biao said indifferently: "Oh, if you want to exercise your body, it's easy. There are no complicated things. I will reflect on myself three times a day, that's all!"

I examine myself three times a day....

Li Yuanzhao was amazed that Brother Biao could say such philosophical words with his rough appearance, so he stumbled and said, "What... mean?"

"Just exercise your body three times a day, and you will be as strong as him!"

Fangzheng interjected that he also wanted to learn from Zhang Biao, but normal people really can't learn...it's too cruel.

Zhang Biao was originally from Taoyuan County. He was so hungry that he couldn't get off the ground. It was Fang Zhengyi who gave him three baskets of steamed buns before he finally recovered.

After inquiring, I found out that this guy has never had enough to eat since he was a child.

Ever since Fangzheng got rich, he kept greeting him with big fish and meat, and Zhang Biao's amazing talent was revealed.

Coupled with the daily hard training, Zhang Biao is still enjoying it, which has cultivated the physique of a humanoid beast.

Li Yuanzhao swallowed hard, and whispered to Fangzheng, "Hasn't Brother Biao ever met an opponent?"

"Zi said: I haven't seen a strong one~" Fang Zheng squinted at him, it seems that Brother Biao's fanatic +1.

"What do you mean? Who is the son?" Li Yuanzhao was at a loss.

"Zi is a giant nine-foot-six-inch tall man who is proficient in all aspects of martial arts and martial arts. He is surrounded by 72 people who hang like him."

"Even Zi has never seen a person whose body is so strong that Brother Biao can't beat him."

"........."

While talking, the old bustard came back limping, why not: "No, Miss Luo still disagrees, I'm really sorry, Mrs. Fang."

"Huh!?" Zhang Biao stood up abruptly.

The bustard immediately panicked and said: "Officer, it's not that I'm a slave and won't make peace, it's because Miss Luo's special status is out of my control, don't be angry~"

Li Yuanzhao glanced at Zhang Biao admiringly.

Fangzheng frowned and said, "Oh? Who is the boss behind the Cangxiang Pavilion?"

"It's... hard to say..."

"If our young master asks you, you will answer!"

"Actually, it belongs to King Wu..."

King Wu... I haven't heard of this person for a long time. In Fangzheng's first impression, King Wu has always been a waste of snacks.

Although it felt a bit strange, he didn't bother to think about things that had nothing to do with Fang Zhengyi.

So he said: "I'll write a poem, please give it to Miss Luo for me, if it doesn't work, I'll leave!"

The bustard quickly nodded in agreement, and then ordered someone to fetch a pen and paper.

As soon as Fangzheng picked up the pen and pondered for a while, he began to write: "Yu Du Ai Lian is out of the mud but not stained, and the water is clear but not demonic, --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------" Watch from a distance but not play with it.”

Ailian said that she only remembered these few sentences, and the reason why Miss Luo didn't see her was probably because she left without saying goodbye.

And attending the poetry meeting must also be very fond of poetry.

Well, it's reasonable to write it like this, and it should be almost enough to explain it clearly, after all, it's just a meeting.

The old bustard picked up the white paper, looked at the three lines written on it, and his eyes were a little straight: "Is this a word?"

"Don't worry about it so much, show it to her!"

The old bustard had no choice but to go upstairs again with a blank paper.

Soon he came back again and said with a smile: "Master Fang! Miss Luo agreed, I will take you up."

"It's just that only you can go up."

Fangzheng nodded, and followed the bustard upstairs.

Luo Ningxin's room was on the third floor. After Fang Zhengyi sent her into the room, the madam quietly closed the door.

Looking downstairs at Zhang Biao, he rubbed his hands, and hurried downstairs with a happy face...

Entering the room, Fang Zheng instinctively looked around.

The decoration of this room is completely different from the last time in the painting boat, the decoration is more elegant, and there are many seemingly precious Wenwan in the room.

Bookish is very heavy, and the most indoors are all kinds of books.

And there seems to be a very high-end fragrance in the house.

As soon as Fangzheng walked into the room slowly, Luo Ningxin was still sitting on the embroidery bed, separated by a light veil.

Just when I was about to speak, Luo Ningxin's voice came out: "Master Fang, why did you leave without saying goodbye last time? Is the willow posture of the concubine so disgusting to you?"

Fangzheng laughed twice: "Miss Luo was joking, I haven't seen Miss Luo's real face yet, so how can I hate it?"

"At that time, there was only a reason for the incident. Miss Luo's outstanding temperament was like a lotus flower. It made people feel ashamed and could only watch from a distance."

Hearing this, Luo Ningxin got up from the embroidered bed, a pair of three-inch golden lotus, stepped on embroidered shoes, and stood in front of Fang Zhengyi in three steps at a time.

A pair of alluring eyes stared closely at Fang Zhengyi.

He suddenly raised the rice paper in his hand and said, "Then can your lord complete this chapter for me?"

Fang Zheng fixed his eyes and saw that it was Ailian's words written just now.

Then the corner of his mouth twitched: "No!"

"Why?"

"Because I can only write a little bit."

Luo Ningxin covered the corner of her mouth and took two steps back, said with a coquettish smile: "It's no wonder the outside world has rumored that Mr. Fang is a master of broken words. This way of everything that is lacking is indeed carried out from beginning to end."

"........"

"Hehe, does Miss Luo know who started the transmission? I went to incite him to let this person know what it means to be short of everything."

Fangzheng's teeth itch with hatred, what kind of bullshit nickname... Isn't it embarrassing to say it?It's not as good as the poisonous hands and people.

"Your Excellency, you are joking. What is the purpose of finding a concubine today? Could it be... to fulfill the unfulfilled agreement from last time?" Luo Ning looked Fang Zhengyi up and down, feeling a little disappointed in her heart.

To put it bluntly, Datian is still an ordinary man. Although the poems are better, they are just fragments....

Fangzheng thought for a while and said, "That's right, I just want to change Miss Luo's lottery."

"Replace it with what? It seems that the concubine can't get into your eyes after all." Luo Ning became curious.

The free ones are the most expensive, young master, I have never been fooled by such an account when I travel the world!The most important thing is a word of stability.

Besides, now that this woman has an inexplicable connection with King Wu, Fang Zhengyi is even more afraid to touch her.

If he hadn't come to the door on his own initiative, Fang Zhengyi would have been afraid of being cut in the waist by this bitch.

"Miss Luo is overthinking! This officer has long had his own heart, and I am here this time to do business with Miss Luo."

Hearing this, Luo Ningxin chuckled twice: "Does Master Fang know that someone once offered 180 taels just to ask Ning Xin to say a few words, but Ning Xin didn't agree."

"Now that Ningxin's self-recommended pillow mat is not as good as the business Mr. Fang wants to do?"

"Incomparable."

....................