After entering the door, Yanran personally served tea to Fang Zheng, and said in a coquettish voice: "Young master, the slave family heard that the current saint recently rewarded a young man, and the young man offered a plan to retreat the Turkic army of 200,000 and made great contributions to the country, so the saint made an exception to give him the title of official and title, and the slave family also heard that the young man's name is exactly the same as you, young master, is that person you?" ”

Fang Zheng scratched his head and said, "It should ...... Is it me? Anyway, I've been an official for some reason recently......"

Yan Ran was surprised: "Ah! It turns out that it's really you, young master, have you really done a great job for the country? ”

Fang Zheng said modestly: "It's not a big achievement, I said a few words casually, and then it was adopted by the emperor, our emperor is very generous, I said as long as the silver, he doesn't do it, he has to be an official......"

Yan Ran's beautiful eyes flowed, and she couldn't help but look at Fang Zheng with joy, the young man in front of her really had the ability. Women, there is no such thing as the people of the country in her heart, she only hopes that her husband is a capable person, he is very brave, can protect himself from any harm, so that he can hide under his wings for the rest of his life to shelter from the wind and rain; He may be very clever and can easily solve anything, so that he can worship him all the time and be proud of him; If he is neither brave nor smart, at least he should be a person who can make himself happy and happy for the rest of his life.

Fang Zheng is undoubtedly a capable person in Yanran's heart at this moment, and a person who can make her proud. - Even though this person usually behaves a bit shamelessly......

"Young master, we've known each other for so long, and Yanran has never touched the piano for you, and Yanran's piano skills are on the table in the capital, don't you want to hear it?" Since he knew that his husband was indeed the young hero praised by everyone, Yan Ran's eyes when he looked at Fang Zheng became even more obsessed, and his eyes were like silk, as if he could ripp water.

"Huh? It's good to play the piano, hehe, play a few more, make a little movement and look lively, hehe......" Young Master Fang didn't know anything about guqin music, and he didn't realize that he had said these words of bad scenery, if those talented people in Jinling City heard it, Young Master Fang might have to pay for the roof repair.

Yan Ran glanced at Fang Zheng delicately, it is said that poetry and chess are inseparable, this person can face his own eternal absolute, he should be considered talented, but for some reason he has no involvement in music theory, what a strange person.

The fingers caressed, and the crisp and pleasant sound of the piano poured out from Yanran's fingers like flowing water. Fang Zheng leaned comfortably on the bed, squinted slightly, and listened to the ,—— vassal elegance must have a look, Young Master Fang looks very good now, although he didn't understand what Yan Ran was playing, at least he was the one who heard people playing the piano on TV.

My ears listened to the music, but my mind wandered. Fang Zheng was thinking about something else.

There are still two days to go to the court, and this time he can't be late, but his official is inexplicable, and he should be inexplicable, he doesn't know what he should do after becoming this official. Other officials sit in the hall every day, and there is also a Hanlin Academy for office affairs, research and learning. But he couldn't even find a place to worship the pier, what was this called?

Next time I have to ask the emperor well, if I can't give an official, just throw me aside and ignore it, buddy is a pillar, how can a pillar not even have a yamen to do things? No matter how you look at it, I feel like the kind of favored courtier and courtier played on TV, and the official business I have to do every day is how to make the emperor happy, if this is really the nature, the buddy still has to return to his hometown.

"Young Master...... Master! How is the slave's song caressed? Yan Ran's voice came to her ears.

It turned out that Yanran's song had ended, and seeing Fang Zheng's distraction, he thought that he was intoxicated by his own piano sound and couldn't extricate himself. Yan Ran couldn't help but be secretly happy, the young master turned out to be a person who knew elegance.

Fang Zheng came back to his senses and nodded profoundly: "Yes, very good, the movement is very loud, and it is very lively." In the future, play more tunes like this for me, well, it's better to be festive, and with a gong and drum next to it, suona or something, it will be even more lively. You know, young master, I'm a person who likes to be lively...... Ah! Why are you pinching me? ”

Yan Ran was angry and said with a smile: "The slave family really responded to a word: 'play the piano to the cow'!" ”

Fang Zheng was unhappy: "How do you describe it?" What does it mean to play the piano to a cow? Where can I find a cow as handsome as I am? ”

At this time, Ju'er came over to say that dinner was ready.

On weekdays, when Yanran is alone, she eats very simply, usually two or three vegetarian dishes. Today, Fang Zheng came, Yan Ran specially instructed the cook to make a few more good dishes, and ordered the maid to send her thirty-year-old Chen's daughter Hong, who she had been looking for everywhere, and then Yan Ran withdrew all the maids who served Fang Zheng personally.

"Yanran, you are too good to me, come, sit down, don't stand all the time, you are not a maid, you don't need to serve me, eat yourself."

"Serving you is Yanran's duty, who called you the head of this family, young master, you can eat with peace of mind." Yan Ran said with a smile.

Yan Ran's words made Fang Zheng feel a sense of manly vanity, yes, such a big house, the subordinates for him to call, and the charming beauty around him, maybe in their eyes, I am their heaven, their reliance. In my previous life, I couldn't even think of it.

"Yanran, sit down, have a few drinks with me, let's talk about our hearts......"

Hehe, and then check each other's bodies......

Yan Ran sat down as she said, poured Fang Zheng a full glass of wine, poured herself another glass, raised her glass and said, "Young Master, I wish you prosperous official luck, step by step, and the slave family respects you." ”

Fang Zheng laughed and drank it all in one gulp.

"Yanran, locked up at home every day, aren't you bored? Want to walk around? Or do something to relieve loneliness? ”

Yan Ran's eyes widened, and she said strangely: "Where did the young master start with this?" How can it be boring? Yanran likes her life very much. ”

"Huh? Do you enjoy your daily life at home? Sweet...... Poor Yanran, you can't have autism, right? Fang Zheng said distressedly.

"Young master, what are you talking about?" Yan Ran gave a small slap in the face, although she didn't understand what autism was, but she knew that it was not a good thing: "Yan Ran plays the piano at home every day, paints, and reads books, which is very comfortable, how can it be boring?" Young Master doesn't have to worry about me. ”

Saying that, Yan Ran said with a gloomy expression: "I used to be trapped in the Qinglou, and my mother taught the slave family to read, practice music, and stroke the piano with a whip...... A little slack is a leather whip, and it also forces Yanran to pick up the shelf of the Oiran and show her head, and the slave family wants to die at that time. Now that I finally have this peaceful life, Yanran is a person who cherishes her blessings, and it is too late to be grateful to God, how can she still think of going outside to relieve her boredom? From the day Yanran was redeemed, she made a vow that she would die in this house from now on and never leave the house for the rest of her life. ”

What a misery for women in this age! Fang Zheng sighed in his heart. Xiao Lu is like this, Yan Ran is like this, and Sister Feng is also the same. Except for the heartless, noble-born Princess Changping.

Under the pity of Young Master Fang, he made a grand wish in his heart: In my lifetime, Young Master Ben must do my best to rescue those women who are suffering and save them all to Young Master Ben's bed, presumably they will be very happy in the future.

Let's start with the beauty in front of you.

"Yanran, don't think about those unhappy things, young master, I will treat you well in the future. Come, sit down...... Hey, sit closer, and have a few drinks with my brother......"

The big bad wolf has begun to trick Little Red Riding Hood.

"Yanran, you say, is my brother good to you? Good? Come, have a drink......"

"Yanran, you say, is the relationship between the two of us deep? Deep? Come, have another drink, deep feelings, take a sip ......"

"Yanran, do you know how to make a fist? No? Come, brother, teach you, a little bee, fly into the flowers......"

An hour later.

"Yanran, you...... Are you dizzy? Not dizzy? How so? My head...... Begin...... Fainted......"

"Young master, why don't you drink it? I would like to toast you again......"

"Huh? That one...... Don't use it, right? Young Master Fang smiled dryly, the wine had been excessive, and he had seen the ghost, but Yan Ran's face did not change, and he didn't even sweat a drop. - At this moment, Fang Zheng knew that the girl drank more than him.

Before he was completely drunk, the last thought in Fang Zheng's mind came to mind: he had made a mistake! Without diamonds, what kind of porcelain work is there......

Little Red Riding Hood sat upright, but the big bad wolf was already drunk, and Young Master Fang put himself on another oolong this time.

Yanran poured a full cup for herself, took the cup and drank it all, her eyes were like a pool of spring water, as if flowing to Fang Zheng who was lying on the table, and she groaned: "Sad and miserable, you don't need to cry when you get married." I wish to have one heart, and the white head will not be separated......"

Yan Bi's cheeks were already flushed, and he felt that his body suddenly became hot, and the strength of the wine seemed to come up. Yan Ran supported herself, helped Fang Zheng to the embroidered couch, removed her shoes and socks, and saw that Fang Zheng was dizzy, as if he was awake, and muttered vaguely in his mouth: "Mistake, mistake......"

Yan Ran couldn't help but sneer, her jade finger lightly tapped Fang Zheng's nose, and said softly: "Bad thing, I want to get the slave family drunk, and then despise the slave family, don't you know about me?" ”

Fang Zheng unconsciously waved his hands a few times, and shouted in confusion: "It's so hot, is it turned on the heater, is it sick?" ”

Seeing that Fang Zheng was breathing heavily, and his face was so red that he seemed to be dripping blood, Yan Ran hesitated for a moment, finally gritted her silver teeth, got up and made a pot of strong tea, took it in her mouth, leaned over her lips to her lips, and slowly entered Fang Zheng's mouth one bite at a time.

Poor Fang Zheng's first kiss after crossing into this era was lost in this situation, if he knew, he really didn't know how to complain.

After a few sips of strong tea, Fang Zheng's wine strength subsided a little, and slowly opened his drunken eyes, under the red candle, he saw Yan Ran's pair of soft and smooth jade hands holding his hand, his face was infinitely shy, his eyebrows were affectionate, and he was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting.

Licking his dry lips, Fang Zheng said in a hoarse voice: "Yanran, ...... tonight I'm not leaving. ”

Yan Ran's jade hand trembled slightly when she heard this, and was felt by Fang Zheng: "Don't you want to?" ”

Yan Ran shook her head, and said with a red face: "The slave family fetched water for the young master to wipe his body......"

After saying that, he ran for his life and left the door without looking back.

What do you mean? Fang Zheng hesitated, did she agree, agree, or agree? Women's hearts are elusive......

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There's good news, or bad news, which do you listen to first?

…… Okay, let's not sell it, let's talk about the bad stuff first: I've squandered all my manuscripts so far.

Let's talk about it again: but two shifts a day will still persevere, excited, right? If you are excited, give your buddy a few tickets and add a few collections.

Belch...... There's also good news and bad news, which one do you listen to first?

…… I'll just get straight to it. Let's start with the bad one: the book review section has been very lively lately, and I'm very happy. I'm crazy, and everyone who comes to post posts, whether it's advertising or irrigation, I'll always refine them, so the current situation is: no sperm.

And then again, okay: I still have 250 points to distribute. So, let's post more, everyone has seen it, and I basically replied to your comments.

Hey? That's a lot of nonsense, okay, adjournment! Code word go, 8 p.m. 2nd shift. By the way, let's reveal the plot, in the next chapter, it is estimated that Young Master Fang will lose his virginity, and if he wants to be hypocritical again, I will write him as a eunuch......