Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Sometimes the Crown Prince is very sensible, and sometimes he's like a child who never grows up, able to brag with a bunch of little kids.

Fang Zheng Yi didn't like hot pot because it wasn't cooked with chili oil or other seasonings, just plain water. Besides, the meat wasn't very fresh.

Lee Yuan Zhao got so excited that he couldn't help but stand on the bench.

Seeing the shy commoners being too embarrassed to pick up food, he shouted, "Eat! Don't worry about the money! Mr. Sai is paying for today's meal."

"You probably don't get to eat so much meat on a normal day! Eat as much as you want today!"

Fang Zheng Yi echoed from the corner: "That's right! Today's meal is on Young Master Lee! You guys should eat more, you won't get an opportunity like this again!"

"Don't look so worried. The government will repair the damaged houses. We'll arrange accommodation for you during this period, so don't think too much. Just eat your meal."

"Shopkeeper, bring out all the meat you have in your shop."

The shopkeeper walked up to Fang Zheng Yi, rubbed his hands, and whispered, "Sir, the shop has enough rice and vegetables, but the meat..."

Fang Zheng Yi rolled his eyes: "What? Are you afraid of spending money? Don't worry, you'll get your silver."

The shopkeeper chuckled twice: "No, that's not what I meant. The shop is out of meat."

Lee Yuan Zhao, with his sharp ears, heard it.

He released half of the meat he was holding, and it fell back into the pot. Then, he picked up a vegetable leaf and chewed on it.

"You guys eat, I'm full. Shopkeeper, bring a few more plates of snacks!"

The shopkeeper responded and scurried back to the kitchen to get the snacks.

Lee Yuan Zhao turned to leave, but a few children grabbed his clothes and asked him to tell another story.

Lee Yuan Zhao grinned: "Alright, alright! Your Young Master will tell you another story about the Crown Prince fighting Thanos."

Fang Zheng Yi turned his head away, not wanting to listen anymore.

He had originally wanted to come out for some fresh air while the rain stopped, but he didn't expect to be stuck in the restaurant.

And he had to listen to the Crown Prince bragging, now directly plagiarizing his own stories.

"Alas, I've met the wrong person... met the wrong person...."

At the table, Lee Yuan Zhao began to tell the story vividly.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open. Fang Zheng Yi, who had been bored, immediately looked towards the door.

The person entering the door had their head lowered, holding an umbrella, revealing only half of their face. Fang Zheng Yi's pupils shrank, and he immediately stood up and squeezed past the shopkeeper at the counter.

He grabbed a writing brush and began scribbling on the ledger.

He muttered, "Hmm! Shopkeeper, your income this month is not good! Are you not operating with integrity? The commoners aren't coming anymore?"

"Doing business is like being a person, you must be honest to have a steady stream of customers. Look at this..."

The shopkeeper was splashed with ink on his face while trying to grab the brush, and he stood there blankly, listening to Fang Zheng Yi's rambling.

Lee Yuan Zhao was also reaching the climax of his story. He said excitedly, "I saw Thanos grab the Emperor's neck with one hand, and was about to snap his fingers with the other when the Crown Prince... uh..."

On the spot! Lee Yuan Zhao's eyes widened, and he stared blankly at the middle-aged man entering the restaurant.

That person had a frosty expression.

This is too filial, too filial! Fang Zheng Yi's heart jumped to his throat.

What bad luck, why did His Majesty have to come at this time.

Seeing Emperor Jing looking at him, Fang Zheng Yi straightened his face: "Shopkeeper, open a superior room."

After speaking, he took the key and went directly upstairs. Lee Yuan Zhao, like a defeated rooster, followed behind Fang Zheng Yi dejectedly, occasionally glancing at Emperor Jing.

Emperor Jing and the others also followed upstairs.

The atmosphere in the room was a little awkward.

Emperor Jing kept staring at Lee Yuan Zhao, and the three Grand Secretaries had smiles that were not quite smiles.

Fang Zheng Yi finally spoke, hesitatingly: "Why has Your Majesty come? It's raining heavily today, and the weather is a bit chilly. Does Your Majesty want to add a piece of clothing?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Emperor Jing's mouth as he looked at Fang Zheng Yi: "What, am I not allowed to come to Banshan Ward? Or is it that you, Fang Zheng Yi, don't welcome me?"

Fang Zheng Yi immediately said: "Where! Where! This subject has been looking forward to your arrival day and night. Look, I haven't finished writing the memorial for you yet."

After speaking, he took out a crumpled piece of paper from his sleeve, which he had taken from the counter, with a few paragraphs written on it.

"Forget it, forget it, put it away. I was just taking a stroll, but I didn't expect you to manage Banshan Ward so well. It really surprised me."

Fang Zheng Yi said modestly: "This subject dares not take credit. This is all thanks to the Crown Prince!"

Lee Yuan Zhao immediately raised his head, waiting for praise.

"Hmph! You rebellious son, have you ever done anything useful?"

Lee Yuan Zhao's eyes instantly turned red, and his mentality exploded.

I finally made an effort this time, but you denied me so thoroughly!

Seeing this, Fang Zheng Yi stepped forward, straightened his face, and gave a salute: "Your Majesty has misunderstood the Crown Prince!"

"During this period, the Crown Prince has personally taken care of all the big and small matters in the ward."

"Take the recent rain disaster as an example. The Crown Prince personally arranged all the matters in the ward."

"Moreover, he took the lead and personally ran to the moat outside the city to measure the water level. Please, Your Majesty, be clear!"

The Crown Prince was truly wronged this time. Not only did the Emperor think so, but some people in the sanitation team also thought so.

The reason was nothing else. The Crown Prince was young and always stayed with Fang Zheng Yi, which made it seem like Fang Zheng Yi was the one giving orders.

But since the Fuyun Temple incident, Fang Zheng Yi really hadn't done anything. He just teased the maids at home every day.

Either eating, drinking tea, or sleeping, nothing else.

The Crown Prince had been running around the streets and alleys for a long time, and his understanding of the actual situation far exceeded Fang Zheng Yi.

Therefore, almost all the personnel arrangements during the rainstorm were made by Lee Yuan Zhao.

Emperor Jing looked displeased: "Don't explain for him. Do I not know what he's like? If he did everything, what were you doing?"

"This subject was sleeping."

Emperor Jing: ".........."

The three Grand Secretaries also laughed. How could you say such a thing? It's unbelievable!

"Stop talking nonsense, I already know." Emperor Jing waved his hand, looking a little impatient.

Lee Yuan Zhao stood there aggrieved, no longer in the mood to explain.

"Your Majesty doesn't know! Everything this subject said is true! If you don't believe me, Your Majesty can just ask someone on the street!" Fang Zheng Yi spoke forcefully.

I can't let the child suffer, I still need to save some face. If I steal this credit, I won't be able to face anyone.

"Really?" Emperor Jing was a little shaken.

"Your Majesty knows that this subject has always been frank and outspoken......"

Emperor Jing was immediately disappointed. It seemed like he was lying.

"This subject has clearly recorded everything the Crown Prince has done. If Your Majesty doesn't believe me, please take a look!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a notebook bound with wire, as if by magic. There was also a charcoal pencil clipped between the spine and the wire rings.

"This clearly records everything the Crown Prince has done in Banshan Ward. Please, Your Majesty, investigate and clear the Crown Prince's name!"

Fang Zheng Yi lowered his head and presented the notebook, a hint of a smile on his lips.

Heh, the things inside are certainly true, but I only wrote the good things. This thing was originally meant to be used to ask for praise.

I didn't expect that I would have to use my trump card in advance today. It seems I need to prepare a few more tricks.

Lee Yuan Zhao was moved to tears.

Lao Fang, you are my own brother!

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