Royal Gold Magistrate

"Come in and close the door." Fang Zheng was expressionless.

Fang Chenyu lowered his head, hissed and entered the study.

Fangzheng frowned: "What's wrong with the leg?"

"It's numb to squat in the toilet."

"..."

Fangzheng lowered his face, and raised his voice slightly: "Fang Chenyu, are you still busy! Go to the toilet every day and squat for half an hour!"

"Don't you squat too..."

"What did you say?" Fangzheng glanced coldly, "I ask you, what are you doing in there? Are you wasting your precious time like this!"

"I'm reading." Fang Chenyu took out a small book from behind his back as if offering a treasure, and held it in front of Fang Zhengyi with a smiley face, "Father, you still wrote it, the story of Cao Pinuo."

Fangzheng took a look, and his face turned pale: "This is not bad, learn some useful knowledge, and you are not allowed to lie in the future. Children who lie will easily become pig-nosed."

With that said, he got up and hugged Fang Chenyu and sat on his lap.

He sighed and said, "Father is busy on weekdays, and all your mothers are spoiling you. You know something yourself, and you will be a brother in the future."

"Ah."

"Father asks you, what place did you rank in the random quiz at school recently?"

"In the top ten!" Fang Chenyu said loudly.

"Then who is the bottom one in your class?"

"Zhang Ling."

Fangzheng thought for a while and remembered.

This is Zhang Gong's grandson... His genes are not good enough, and his academic performance is poor enough.

Fang Zhengyi asked again: "How is the emperor's grandson recently? How is your study? How are you playing with him?"

"Oh, I have a good time with His Highness. He went to school late and got third in the last exam. The teacher praised him for being smart."

Fangzheng was relieved in his heart.

Fortunately, it is a good thing that Huangsun is smart, and he can play well with Chen Yu, which is even better.

"How is your relationship with your classmates?"

Fang Chenyu thought for a while, and said angrily: "It's all okay, it's Zhang Ling who is against me! If you lose the game, you can't afford it!"

"It's okay! We won't play with poor students in the future! However, you have to improve the usual relationship between these classmates. They are all friends. How should friends resolve conflicts?"

"I ignore him!" Fang Chenyu curled his lips.

Fangzheng said patiently: "This is not good, you have to learn to cooperate. This is the solution to low EQ, what is low EQ? You don't know how to behave, you don't know how to behave! If you want to be successful, you have to learn high EQ. Let me think about it. How should emotional intelligence resolve conflicts?"

Fang Chenyu pondered for a moment, then said: "My father is the principal, don't be shameless."

"...?"

"..."

Fang Zhengyi's smile gradually froze on his face, and then he slowly picked up Fang Chenyu and placed him on the table in front of him.

With his butt facing the roof, he raised his palm and slapped it fiercely.

He yelled in his mouth: "You bastard! Who taught you how to act like a tiger! Who taught you how to fight like a dog!?"

Fang Chenyu cried out: "Father! Why hit me, stop hitting me! My grandfather is the emperor!"

Fangzheng stopped suddenly, and almost fell down.

In the next second, he added some strength to his hand, grinning his teeth and said, "Okay, you! Are you threatening your father and me?"

Bang bang bang.

After pumping three times in a row, Fang Zhengyi was relieved, pulled Fang Chenyu off the table, grabbed his shoulders and said angrily: "Honestly speaking, who told you to talk like that? Are you Did you threaten other students at school?"

"No one taught me, and I didn't threaten my classmates." Fang Chenyu cried.

Who doesn't love him a lot on weekdays, but today he encountered such a catastrophe.

While crying, he picked up "Copino" on the table and said, "I lied, I became a pig nose..."

"That's about the same." Fangzheng looked at the clock with a dark face, "Go back to sleep, and from today onwards, I will take care of you personally. Every day, I will check your homework and quizzes in class. If you miss a day, you are not allowed to eat at night. .”

Dad check it himself?

Fang Chenyu's heart was ashamed, and finally nodded weakly.

With a stooped waist and a lonely back, she walked out of the study.

As soon as he went out, he immediately stopped and muttered something.

"One plus one equals three, two plus five equals eleven..."

After finishing speaking, he touched his nose, and then laughed heartlessly in a low voice: "Hehehe, it's fake, the book is all fake..."

......

The train runs as usual.

Fang Zhengyi's life is also on the right track.

It's rare that he doesn't have too many things to do, and he is only responsible for the affairs of Jin Yiwei at hand.

Every day is to read the briefing and make some flexible arrangements, and the other things are basically arranged by the deputy.

In the evening, I still have time to check the completion of my son's homework.

Except for Fang Chenyu's astonishing words that day, his performance on weekdays was quite satisfactory.

The homework brought back from school every day is neatly written and the content is substantial, at least much better than his performance in primary school.

So for nearly half a month, his life can be called leisurely.

Early in the morning of this day, Fang Zhengyi slowly walked into the Zhen Fu Division with a newspaper in his arms.

Before he stepped through the door, he saw two Jinyi guards whispering to each other.

"Cough, what are you doing?"

The two immediately bounced off, straightened their bodies, raised their heads and said, "Morning, my lord! We are talking about newspapers."

"Newspaper?" Fangzheng pulled out the newspaper under his arm and unfolded it, "Why, something big happened today?"

One of the Jin Yiwei said awkwardly: "It's not a big deal. I like to read football books in my spare time. Tomorrow at the Banshan Football Factory, the two strongest teams, the Chen Family Team and the Blacksmith Team, will have a decisive battle, so let's exchange experience."

Fangzheng raised his eyebrows, feeling a little bored.

Football, when he was in college, he was still a little interested. At that time, he called himself Ibrahimovic on the pitch, and he imitated many famous players. Some people said that his ball protection was like Henry.

However, imitating Ibrahimovic is too good. After sending his classmates to the hospital and being criticized by the school leaders, he reluctantly withdrew from football, and his football skills have degenerated to only blowing his hair.

After going to work, as my physical strength faded, I was able to play basketball occasionally.

It’s okay to look at some fancy women’s basketball games online, the steals are fierce, the baskets are crazy, and they are screaming a few times.

But now, he has no interest in anything other than doing business and revising history.

Fangzheng rolled up the newspaper and nodded at the two: "Don't chat at work, just sweep the floor if you have nothing to do, and go to work."

"Yes, Master Fang!"

Fangzheng hummed, and walked towards the door, but stopped just as he was walking, turned his body sideways and asked, "I said you didn't gamble, did you?"

The two guards in Jin Yi immediately shuddered and said in unison: "Absolutely not!"

Jinyiwei expressly prohibits it, gambling will be expelled immediately, there will be no mercy!

A dozen or so people had already been expelled from Jinyiwei for gambling.

Now no one dares to mention the word gambling.

Now in front of Fang Zhengyi, he dare not be presumptuous.

Fangzheng squinted his eyes, and asked, "Is there anyone in Jinyiwei who gambles? I think you guys like to watch football... Didn't you gamble twice?"

The two swallowed their saliva at the same time, and one of them said: "Jinyiwei is strictly disciplined, and the humble staff would never dare to think about it. It's just that I heard some gods predict the result of the game recently, so I couldn't help but chat."

"God man...who?"

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