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It's just because he knows that if he is really in a hurry to refute it, it will definitely attract You Mo's attention.

Jin Yun and the others didn't think there was anything wrong with going upstairs.

She dared to meet Fang Yixuan here alone, not to mention that there were so many people in the group at this time, even if there were outsiders on it, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Jin Ye was even more pleased, and even she didn't notice it, because she was happy, her cheeks were slightly red, with a hint of inexplicable expression.

In the private room, King Ling held a teacup and looked at the person opposite again, and couldn't stop feeling a pity in his heart, such a good man was ruined on these legs.

Of course, no matter how unfortunate it is, King Ling will not show the slightest on his face, and said: "Nephew Fang is unusual, the last time this king saw you, I am afraid that you are still in the palace." ”

King Ling's words made Fang Yixuan nod, but he didn't know what he thought of because of this sentence, the smile on his face faded a little, and he said: "The prince must have heard of it, with my current body, it is difficult to go out of the house often." ”

King Ling is not a person who specializes in picking sore spots, so he just drank tea and did not continue to say this.

It's just that he came here for this purpose, naturally not just for this pot of tea, he said: "Last time, I was fortunate enough to witness the Qing Yu fan, I wonder if this fan is really in the hands of my nephew?" ”

The green fan is not a bronze fan.

This fan is naturally the treasure that Fang Yixuan found from Moqiao Village.

Since he brought the fan to Shangjing, and caused quite a stir, there are even many people who have the idea of playing the fan.

According to the words of those people, how could he, a lame man, deserve such a treasure?

Fang Yixuan smiled lightly, no one could see that there was a hint of sarcasm in his smile, and he said: "I'm afraid that the prince is also interested in this fan, but it's a pity that this fan has already been entrusted to others." ”

King Ling's eyes tightened, and those who were familiar with him knew that he was a precursor to anger.

Let's not talk about whether the Qingyu fan is a treasure weapon, just because this weapon is related to the hussar general, Fang Yixuan felt that he would not hand over this fan easily, and King Ling thought that the words of the person in front of him were just shirking.

With his fingers crossed and his thumbs facing each other, Fang Yixuan then spoke: "The prince must also know that in the following situation, the Qingyu fan is in my hands, and it can only be watched, and it is just a tyrannical thing, so it is better to hand it over to others, at least it will not fall...... reputation. ”

"Oh?" King Ling put the teacup on the table, I don't know if it was intentional, the force of the fall was a little great, the tea in the cup splashed and fell on the table, he said: "I don't know who is so lucky to get the treasure used by the hussar general when he was alive." ”

Tea spilled on the tabletop, and in a short time it soaked the tablecloth, leaving a deep and dark mark.

"It's a good friend, the eldest son of Shengfu, Sheng Qianxun." Fang Yixuan didn't hide it, nor did he deceive, he just said it.

Although his body is not as outsiders think, there is no possibility of standing at all.

Every once in a while, Fang Yixuan can force the molten iron in his body to one place with internal force, and he can still stand up and walk, although the time is very short, but he will not be trapped in a wheelchair all the time.

Although the green fan was a weapon that his grandfather found in his early years, he always held it in his hand, but it was not a weapon he commonly used.

And Fang Yixuan is the same, he is not wrong about one thing, this weapon in his hand is not of much use, it is better to give it to someone who can make it shine, so that a treasure can only be used as an ornamental thing.

Slightly furrowed brows stretched out if it was another person how could the king of Ling be a little dissatisfied except the person Fang Yixuan said in his mouth.

Who Sheng Qianxun is, he naturally knows, if you really want to count it, he is still inextricably linked with Sheng Fu.

He said: "It turned out to be him, I heard in the early years, when you were young, the grand prince was kind to you, and now you gave him the green fan, I didn't expect that Nephew Fang was such a person who thought of kindness." ”

These words are completely from the heart, what is the treasure? Not to mention the few handfuls collected by the saint, even as a prince, he doesn't have a treasure in his hand.

It is precisely because of this that I am worried about the green fan.

Although there are regrets, but there are not many, there are really not many people in this world who use fans as weapons, and they will not be the eldest son of the Sheng family when they go to Beijing.

Fang Yixuan chuckled silently, what happened back then was just a rumor, what it was, except for the two parties, no one knew.

The two continued to talk a few words, but did not say anything else, and the conversation was just some idle things.

The purpose of King Ling's trip was not achieved, but after a few words of conversation, he felt that this young master of the Fang Mansion, although he had a disease, was also a second person, which was a pity.

At this time, the door of the private room opened, and You Mo led the few people behind him, and clasped his fists with both hands, bowed slightly to the people inside, and said: "Master, the little one happened to meet a few acquaintances, so he took it upon himself to bring the three golden girls to a story." ”

If it was someone else, King Ling would think that this person must be blind, so he actually brought a few strangers in front of him.

But only You Mo, King Ling still trusted him very much in his heart, he smiled heartily and said: "It's okay, since you are You Mo's friend, you naturally have to entertain yourself." ”

And Jin Yun, who had just come in, saw the solemnity in Fang Yixuan's eyes flashing at first glance.

Then he turned his head to look at the master in You Mo's mouth.

It looks like an elegant scholar, probably older than the fourth brother, and what catches the eye is that the two whiskers on this person's face are swinging one after another with the movement of speaking.

Not only Jin Yun looked at it, but so did King Ling.

At first glance, there is nothing outstanding about the three girls who came in, there are many beautiful girls in Beijing, and some can even be called sky.

As a prince, he has naturally seen a lot, and in the mansion, the concubines serving around him are all gorgeous.

The three girls in front of him looked at each other, at most they were delicate, and if they were on the street, he was afraid that he didn't even have the idea of taking a look.

However, the only thing that is interesting is that these three girls are not very old, and from the time they came in until now, everyone's face has not shown a trace of timidity and shyness, and they even dare to look at him blatantly.

Moreover, King Ling squinted slightly, and You Mo was talking about the three golden girls.

Golden Girl?

During this time, the most widely circulated event was the Jin family's affairs. Not to mention the streets and alleys, even above the court, they were all joked by the saints as if they were joking.