Fang Zheng was shocked when he heard this, buddy's words seemed to be too much, but ...... That's not what I meant.

"It's a metaphor, it's just a metaphor, good Mi'er, don't get me wrong......" Fang Zheng hurriedly explained.

"Say! Why did the old lady become a bad person? Changping bared his teeth at him, and the snow-white teeth glistened in the sun.

"Good people! Of course my good Mi'er is a good person......" Fang Zheng hugged Changping in his arms with a hippie smile, and looked at him left and right, and quickly calmed down Changping's anger. To deal with the little woman who lost her temper, Fang Zheng still has a very good way.

"Hey! You said that your father recently sent you another errand, what errand? There were so many civil and military people in the Manchu Dynasty, why did your father always call you? Changping leaned on Fang Zheng's arms and said unhappily. Girls are extroverted, this is really true, before people have passed the door, they begin to complain about their husbands.

Fang Zheng was moved: "It's still Mi'er who loves me the most......" After thinking about it, Changping is about to become his wife, and it is impossible to hide the shadow from her, and it doesn't hurt to tell her the truth.

"Your father ordered me to set up a ...... Well, the secret service agency ......" and then explained to Changping what a "spy" is.

"Yikes! Why didn't you call me earlier? After hearing this, Changping looked excited, his beautiful eyes lit up, like a naughty child who had found a new toy.

"What do you want to do?" Fang Zheng took a step back, his face full of vigilance.

Changping grabbed Fang Zheng's sleeve: "In the future, you must take me with you when you go out to do errands!" ”

"Don't mess around! What do you think is a play house? One accidentally drops his head, what's so funny. "This girl is crazy, and she wants to intervene in this high-risk work of spies.

"Humph! What are you afraid of! You can rule them, why can't I? I've also practiced martial arts, have you practiced it? Changping seems to have found a sense of superiority in this point.

It is said that a woman's lack of talent is virtue, what kind of martial arts does this little girl practice inexplicably, is she virtuous or lacking in virtue?

"No, no, no! Nothing can be said. Fang Zheng refused very resolutely, fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls love to play and make trouble, this Fang Zheng can understand, but he can't allow his wife to play so unremarkably, as a shadow leader, cough, shadow leader, he knows the danger of spy work best, investigate the enemy's situation, collect intelligence, if he misses and is discovered by the enemy, he will definitely die. I really don't know why this girl Changping is interested in this.

"Really?" Changping's pretty face fell, and there was a bit of threat in his tone.

"Nope." This is a principle, and it cannot be compromised.

Changping sneered at the corners of his mouth, clenched his small fists, his finger bones rattled, and approached him step by step. It's a pity that the acting skills are a little inferior, and there is no sense of persecution that makes people feel like they are dying, and there is a bit of mischief flashing in the big beautiful eyes from time to time.

Fang Zheng glanced at her, what is this? Playing role-playing? Young Master Ben doesn't like this kind of play that you attack me, and when you get married in the future, it's okay for me to attack her in bed.

Looking at the sky, Fang Zheng suddenly remembered that he still hung Yang Shangshu in the front hall, it was too rude, and he had to hurry back to greet him.

Pointing obliquely at the sky with one hand, Fang Zheng's face was full of surprise: "Huh? Alien! ”

Changping couldn't help but look sideways, and saw that there was no difference in the sky, so he knew that he had been fooled, and hurriedly turned around, and sure enough, there was no trace in front of him.

"You bastard! If the old lady catches you, she won't kill you! Changping gritted his teeth and chased after him.

Fang Zheng was proud while running, this trick of the golden cicada shelling has been tried and tested repeatedly, and those who have been deceived and deceived, there are assassins in front and princesses in the back, which is really a necessary magic weapon for slipping away.

Fang Zheng ran to the front hall, where Yang Duqing and Master Fang were still discussing the wedding. Seeing Fang Zheng hurriedly running in, the two couldn't help but look at him in amazement.

"Zheng'er, why are you so flustered?" The son is also an official now, and there are outsiders present, of course Master Fang will not give him too much face, so his tone is relatively peaceful.

"Uh, it's nothing...... Fang Zheng looked back, and saw that Changping didn't catch up, so he put his heart down, wiped his sweat, and said with a dry smile: "Xiaguan has long admired the name of Lord Yang, I can't wait to see each other all the time, even if I go to the toilet, I am as fast as thunder, as fast as lightning, hurry back to see you, hehe......"

Fang Zheng opened his eyes and talked nonsense, but his mind was on Changping, I don't know if this girl will chase here, if she breaks in, it will be a lot of fun, alas, in the future, I will try to make such half-truths and half-truths with her as little as possible, it is easy to get into trouble.

"Lord Fang is too polite, hehe, please sit down, let's continue to discuss." Yang Duqing has seen the wind and waves, obviously Fang Zheng's words are too exaggerated and insincere, and the absent-minded sycophants can't move him.

"Hehe, okay, okay......" Fang Zheng thought about it, stood up again, closed the two doors of the front hall, and then sat down with confidence.

"Zheng'er, why are you?" Master Fang felt incomprehensible about Fang Zheng's strange behavior of closing the door in broad daylight.

"It's windy outside, hehe, it's windy, besides, the law doesn't pass on six ears...... counting, the three people present already have six ears, so they changed their words again: "...... Eight ears. ”

Master Fang took advantage of Yang Duqing's lack of attention and glared at Fang Zheng fiercely.

Yang Duqing coughed twice, and said: "Lord Fang, according to the custom, I marry a courtier to the princess, and after marriage, Her Royal Highness the princess must live in the princess's mansion, and as a courtier of a concubine, you can't live with the princess......

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Fang Zheng's eyes straightened when he heard this, they hadn't mentioned these rules to the emperor and the fat man. Marry a wife and only see each other three times a month? Do you have to type the report first and wait for the review from above? This...... Is this a human life? Why does it feel more difficult than a prison visit?

Master Fang also sat silently, although Master Fang was old and had a lot of experience, but he didn't know about the royal rules before.

The two father and son looked at each other blankly, Fang Zheng suddenly jumped up as if he had been pricked by a needle, and shouted loudly: "What kind of bullshit rules are these!" Is this like marrying a wife? It's clearly married to a prisoner who is serving a prison sentence! No way! I'll go into the palace to see the emperor, don't change the rules of this dog day, Lao Tzu wears red pants and goes to the gate of the forbidden palace to sit and protest! Let's see who's in shame! ”

Yang Duqing hurriedly grabbed Fang Zheng and said, "Lord Fang is angry, angry!" The old man hasn't finished talking yet......"

"What else do you want to say? Hurry up! I'm in a hurry......" Fang Zheng said impatiently as he stared at his bloodshot eyes. He has lost his mind a little, such a marriage that exists in name only is a tragedy for him in Changping, he plans to go out to fight against the emperor today, and he will also fight for his own happiness back.

Yang Duqing smiled bitterly: "Lord Fang is too impatient, the old man means that the rules are rules, but the emperor is magnificent, and he makes an exception to allow Her Royal Highness Princess Changping to live with you after marriage, as for whether to live in the current Fang Mansion or another mansion, it is up to Lord Fang and Her Royal Highness the Princess to decide, in short, the emperor said that Her Royal Highness the Princess has married Lord Fang from a civilian background, so everything will be done according to the rules of the civilian family......"

I see!

When Master Fang heard this, he turned his worries into joy, Fang Zheng had already smiled, and he actually patted Yang Duqing's shoulder and said with a smile: "Lord Yang, please don't talk so much in the future, okay?" Who am I going to be scared to death by you? Her Royal Highness the Princess has not even passed the door before she has become a ......"

"Shut up!" Master Fang couldn't help but reprimand in a low voice: "Don't say these unlucky words on the day of great joy, bad luck!" ”

Yang Duqing stroked his long beard that flowed out of the dust and smiled: "Lord Fang is young and promising, the emperor gave Her Royal Highness the princess to marry in the Fang family, which shows that the emperor is very important to the other party......"

Master Fang's face is proud, after all, it is a very glorious thing for an ordinary businessman family to marry the princess of the dynasty in any case, this matter will be recorded on the genealogy of the Fang family, how not to make his face shine?

Elegantly brushing his long beard, Master Fang smiled and said: "We are waiting for the little people to be promoted, and it is really a great grace to be favored by the emperor, and the whole Fang family is inscribed." The old man has known for a long time that Her Royal Highness Princess Changping is smart, dignified and elegant, virtuous and virtuous, and is really a good match for my son......"

Master Fang hadn't finished speaking, but unexpectedly, the door of the front hall was kicked open, and Changping stood at the door with an angry face, as awe-inspiring and inviolable as a god descending from heaven, holding a big wooden stick picked up from nowhere in his hand, holding his sword and looking up to the sky and laughing, like Hua Dan on the stage, he even sang in his mouth: "Bastard surnamed Fang!" Na - fate! ”

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Silence, deathly silence.

The three people in the room were stunned by this sudden change, and they all looked at Changping blankly, as if they were petrified, and they didn't say a word.

Changping was playing just like that, he didn't notice that there were other people in the room at all, but a pair of pretty eyes only stared at Fang Zheng tightly, grabbed the wooden stick and held it casually, and then beat the drum and went straight in.

Fang Zheng closed his eyes in pain, held his forehead and sighed heavily, his face turned green. O iniquity! How did I marry such a wife! Don't you see any outsiders in the house? A ruined, you've lost all your face! It's a shame that Lao Tzu was going to help you fight for happiness just now......

"You...... You are...... Her Royal Highness Princess Changping? Yang Duqing is worthy of being a scholar of the Ministry of Rites, and he is used to seeing strong winds and waves, so he was the first to come back to his senses and asked hesitantly.

"Huh? Uh......" Changping, who was playing with great fun, heard the words, turned his head and saw that there were two other people standing in the room, one was the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and the other was ...... His future father-in-law.

Changping only felt a thunderbolt from the sky, and slammed it on the Lingtai acupoint above his head.

It's over, it's all ruined! worked hard to please the future parents-in-law, and finally established the image of a virtuous and virtuous royal princess in their hearts, so that they were full of praise for themselves, and hoped that they would hurry up and be their daughter-in-law. The appearance of himself just now, not to mention the Fang family, no elder of any civilian family can tolerate it! It's all to blame on that dead bastard, unless I am amused to make trouble with him, otherwise how could there be such a big ugliness today!

Like a bucket of extremely hot boiling water poured down on his head, Changping's face quickly became blood-red, and his expression changed from anger at the beginning to stunned, stunned, ashamed, and then completely speechless, lowering his head and not daring to see anyone.

Fang Zheng couldn't help but sigh secretly, how could a person's expression change so quickly in an instant, could it be that Changping had been bored at home recently, playing with the mirror and changing his face?

Master Fang stared at Changping with an unbelievable eye, and just now he was boasting that Changping was "smart, dignified and elegant, virtuous and virtuous", and before he finished speaking, Changping copied a big wooden stick and appeared violently. It made Master Fang feel a little dizzy......

Yang Duqing had quickly calmed down, taking in the expressions of everyone in the room, a little smile quickly glided on his face, and then he closed his eyes in a witty manner, muttered silently like an old monk in a steady state, and went out of the fugue.

Looking at Changping's helpless and pitiful little appearance, Fang Zheng sighed secretly, what is her husband used for? Of course, it's to clean up the mess for the wife who is in trouble.

Coughing dryly, Fang Zheng gestured to the helpless Changping Nuzui, Changping woke up from extreme shame, and looked at it, but saw that he was still holding the wooden stick tightly in his hand,—— he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead!

Changping was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to be taken aback, and exclaimed: "Ah! How can there be a stick here? Then he quickly let go and threw it aside, as if he was nothing, he moved the lotus step lightly, walked to Master Fang, and said softly and glutinously in his mouth: "Mi'er meets Uncle Fang......"

The standard of demeanor, the lady of style, and the gentleness of her voice, all the young ladies who have been raised in the boudoir of the deep palace for many years are beyond the reach of the dust, and the scene of Changping's fierce pursuit and murder of the quasi-husband Jun Fang Zheng just now is like an illusion, and it has never happened at all.

Master Fang and Yang Duqing stroked their beards, maintained a fixed posture and remained motionless, staring at Her Royal Highness the princess with an extreme personality in amazement.

Fang Zheng is no better, she can't cry or laugh, she has mixed feelings in her heart, this girl has been with me for a long time, and her shameless appearance has a bit of charm from my back then! I really don't know whether to cry or laugh when I have such a beautiful wife.

A girl's family in Changping played so much in front of her elders, why wasn't she ashamed and indignant in her heart? But in this situation, teach her how to do it? The image of the lady who worked hard to maintain in front of Master Fang and Mrs. Fang collapsed, continue to chase and kill or come forward to apologize? It was not suitable, she had to learn from Fang Zheng's shameless appearance, threw away the wooden stick, and stepped forward to say goodbye as if nothing happened. It's like an ostrich in the desert burying its head in the sand when it is in danger, begging its enemies to ignore its conspicuous body.

Fang Zheng quickly glanced at the two old men who were in a petrified state, rolled his eyes, and then slapped the table fiercely, and said angrily: "Nonsense! Do you sing like that? Wrong! It's all wrong! You are blaspheming art! ”

Changping was not stupid, he was immediately blessed when he heard the words, and asked at the right time: "...... How should that be sung? ”

Fang Zheng coughed and said in a deep voice: "Look at it carefully!" I'll show you one last time. ”

Then Fang Zheng made a common "cloud hand appearance" on the stage, and his mouth kept "banging" and went out with the drum.

Changping had a suddenly realized expression: "Ah! So that's it! ”

Then Changping followed Fang Zheng's example, stepped on the drum beat and ran out of the front hall quickly.

Only Master Fang and Yang Duqing were left in the room, looking at each other.

Master Fang tugged at the corners of his mouth and said with a forced smile: "...... studied opera, and before they got married, the two fell in love, and the old man was really pleased. ”

Yang Duqing nodded again and again: "Very much." Brother Fang got this good daughter-in-law, and the old man was comforted. ”