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"Wang Ziyue's matter, the most important difficulty is: Wang and Zhang's family can be regarded as a good match, and all aspects are more suitable, since the family affairs are set, then even if the eldest son Zhang Jie, because of his age, failed to reach a marriage contract in the end, the priority must be the second son Zhang Xi."

"Let Yue'er marry the fat man?" Before Fang Zhongyong finished speaking, Chai Lin was already puffing out his cheeks, and said with a disgruntled face: "No! ”

"Don't worry, I'm not, I'm giving you an analysis. Now Wang Ziyue, in order to take care of her father's body, has postponed the marriage, and the marriage with Zhang Jie has almost collapsed, this is an opportunity for you.

But if Wang Anren, the eldest brother like an old master, is completely re-decided for Wang Ziyue, it is estimated that the Zhang family will still be the priority. Fang Zhongyong slowly analyzed Chai Lin.

"So what to do? Can you make a whole girl, let the fat man fall in love with the girl first, and then the fat man himself doesn't want to marry Wang Ziyue? Chai Lin roasted his hand on the edge of the charcoal basin and asked.

Fang Zhongyong walked to the dining table and continued while eating: "It's not difficult, but the problem is that the fat man's own marriage is not entirely his own decision, right? ”

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, so what's the best of that?" Chai Lin also walked to the dining table from the brazier, cleaned his hands, and asked those Internet celebrity faces to step back first, before he and Fang Zhongyong continued to chat.

Fang Zhongyong pushed Chai Lin's bowl of wonton soup cakes in front of him, chewed his own bowl, and said, "Your method is from the fat man's side, you can try it." But Wang Ziyue's intentions, you have to be able to settle down. After all, feelings are not a one-sided thing. ”

While the two were talking, the housekeeper came in from outside and handed a post to Fang Zhongyong. Fang Zhongyong took out the letter, read it, and smiled: "Your matter, let's think about it slowly and think about it in the long run." ”

As he spoke, he flicked the letter in his hand and continued: "Master Fan sent a letter, saying that Jian Jiao and Jian Dad, and now that they have been detained by Fan Xianggong's stolen goods, it is time for us to go on the field and talk about the price." ”

……

In the Nanxun Palace, Zhao Zhen sat on his golden nine-dragon chair. In his left hand, he held the "Hundred Official Maps" presented by Fan Zhongyan and seconded by Fu Bi, Ouyang Xiu and others; In his right hand, holding the "Theory of Friends" seconded by Lu Yijian, Gao Ruone, Xia Zhu and others, thousands of grass and mud horses galloped and neighed in his heart, sweeping the world.

The courtiers target each other and balance each other's forces, which is not a bad thing for the official family, and the power itself is the art of checks and balances. But the courtiers formed a party, engaged in tandem, pulled a large area, and fought with each other, and this was not a problem.

Thinking of these courtiers, who were once cleaned up by their adoptive mother, Empress Dowager Liu E, and now under their own rule, such a blatant party struggle and treating government resources as child's play, Zhao Zhen is really full of guilt.

Zhang Meiren slowly walked out from behind the screen, looked at the scattered folds, and didn't dare to say anything, just instructed the little eunuch to clean up, and sent the palace maid to stew a little fire tonic, while she silently accompanied the side, adding charcoal to a small hand stove.

In her low, faded gown, a very chic bandeau underwear, with a unique arc in the middle, delicate, highlighting the cute and straight curves.

"The bandeau dress inside you is a chic novelty." Zhao Zhen smiled at Zhang Meiren.

Zhang Meiren is a lively person, and when she saw Zhao Zhen's kind face at this time, she followed: "It was all given by the official family, Fang Zhongyong of Yue Wenzhai, and in the play book written by the slaves, the underwear worn by the slaves was learned to be made." Your Majesty, look. ”

Zhang Meiren said as she untied the bandeau as she pulled it off, and the back of the bandeau was not tied with a cloth belt, but with two very delicate buckles, which were quickly opened when they were pulled.

Zhao Zhen's eyes were deeply attracted by Zhang Meiren who had faded off the bandeau, he threw away the notebook, took it with his hand, and touched it, there were some bandeau with rings and sponge structure, with a kind of bad squint, and said with a smile:

"Fang Zhongyong has the most crooked ideas, how did this Laoshzi come up with it after he broke his intestines. Don't say it, it's really beautiful. ”

This beauty, Zhao Zhen didn't pay much attention to it on weekdays, but looking at it at this time, it has a different charm. His gaze couldn't help but look from the figure to the face, and then from the face to the figure:

Goose egg face, charming eyes, pink face with spring, small jasper, plus the white flowers have faded away bandeau and skirt, a clear figure, long legs like jade, hips upturned very arrogant, good, really good, is their own cabbage.

After Zhao Zhen's appraisal was completed, all his attention gradually shifted to this beauty, yes, counting, it was time for Zhang Meiren to go to bed, no wonder she appeared at this time.

"Everything must be based on a glass of wine, don't be a daughter in the world" Zhao Zhen sighed in a low voice, and stretched out his hand to Zhang Meiren, launching a wolf-like offensive.

All kinds of shy and glamorous pictures, here are suspected of being indescribable, omitting a few words.

The affairs of men and women can relieve a thousand sorrows, Zhao Zhen finished his joy and finally took a deep nap.

In the snowy afternoon, another kind of emotion spreads out in the imperial city.

……

Fang Zhongyong and Chai Lin arrived at the Kaifeng Mansion, and what they saw at a glance was:

Fan Zhongyan, who was well-dressed and serious, stood in the middle of a group of jailers with blue noses and swollen faces.

"What's the situation?" Chai Lin muttered in a low voice.

"What do you say?" Fang Zhongyong replied to him angrily.

"These people won't be beaten up for the purpose of rounding up Jian Jiao and the Jian family's father, right?" Chai Lin used up his only IQ and said a possibility.

"Or else? The IQ is impressive......"

"What is Master Fan going to do?"

"What do you say?"

"You won't want us to reimburse these jailers for their work-related injuries, right? A rip-off? Will Lord Fan too? ”

On the road in front of the yamen in the wind and snow, Chai Lin and Fang Zhongyong kept talking poorly while walking.

When Fan Zhongyan saw them coming, he asked the group of jailers to disperse first, and when Chai Lin and Fang Zhongyong entered, they blocked the door again.

Chai and Fang saluted Fan Zhongyan.

Only then did Fan Zhongyan call all those jailers in, and while letting Chai Lin and Fang Zhongyong see it, he said:

"Look at it, before you send it out to arrest people, you don't make it clear to me, look, look at it, it's all caught and beaten by that Jian Jiao."

Fang Zhongyong took a closer look, uh, the claw marks all over the face, the panda eyes, the whole face was red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, all kinds of beaten strange shapes, you can collect all seven achievements to summon the Divine Dragon.

And Chai Lin, as always, was snorting over there, holding back his laughter, and laughing again.

"Okay, if you want to laugh, laugh if you want, after laughing horizontally and vertically, you have to pay for the treatment of these people's injuries." Fan Zhongyan pretended to be serious.

"Okay, we're covered. My lord, when can we go and see, the father and daughter of the Jane family? Fang Zhongyong continued to smile,

By the way, glaring at Chai Lin, a meaning of "you must have gone out to wash your face today and washed off your eyes", which was deeply contained in Fang Zhongyong's clear eyes.

"That's a court criminal, how can you just see it?" Fan Zhongyan looked impatient, reached out to comb his beard, put his beard in the netting cover that was wet from the wind and snow, and then stretched out his big hand and stretched out five fingers.

"Five times to tear up the lawsuit, we will give it to us." Chai Lin hurriedly agreed, and in a pair of eyes, the small abacus crackled.

The jailer beside Fan Zhongyan had already lost his patience and said in a loud voice:

"Five? It's called Hanako. At least fifteen-" He glanced at Fan Zhongyan's eyes, and then changed his words: "Fifty times, and then, and then give one of our brothers three times to recuperate." ”