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The woman on the couch was still pale and thin, but her eyes were bright, looking straight at the young man in front of her, her eyes were full of surprise, surprise, and, a little strange. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Is this her son? It is a whole section higher than it was back then, and the former soft silhouette has become angular, and the fine white skin has been replaced by a hazel luster; The facial features have become deeper, the shoulders have become broader, the voice has become thicker, and the muscles and bones have become stronger...... Especially those eyes, when looking forward to it, the streamer is brilliant and shining, which makes people can't bear to look away but dare not look more.

Too much has changed. If it weren't for the fact that her eyebrows were the same, she would have barely recognized this as her son—to be exact, it was completely different from the image of the son she had made up in her head for two years.

Not only the appearance, but also the temperament is very different. She couldn't connect the young man in front of her with her grandeur and calm spirit, with the ignorant child who was angry at every turn, at a loss, and finally forced to run away because of trouble.

It's been almost two years, and two years will change a person to such an extent? What did he encounter outside the treacherous, beast-infested fortress? How did he get over the past two years? If it weren't for the funeral, Princess Jingwu would have to let her son tell her son the details of the past two years.

In Zhang Fang's eyes, the woman he wants to call "mother" is also very different from the image in his mind. In fact, if he had come back two months earlier, the image in his mind would still have coincided, but now he could only see a seriously ill woman with scarlet bones.

If Zhang Fang saw his "mother", he was moved by pity and admiration, it would be too ridiculous. In terms of psychological age, he is older than the woman in front of him, and when he enters the door and respectfully kowtows, he has already done his best in place of the original owner of the body.

He only has one biological mother, who has disappeared into another world, and the woman in front of him does not make him give birth to many psychological fluctuations. His gaze reveals more of a pity—the healer's pity for the sick.

"My mother was just depressed, and she was strongly stimulated, and her mood was damaged. As long as you recuperate with peace of mind and do not linger on foreign objects, you will be able to heal gradually. ”

Princess Jingwu was obviously moved by her son's concern, and stretched out her pale and thin hand: "My son, come, let me touch ......"

Zhang Fang also stretched out his hand, but when he reached halfway, his five fingers suddenly flew, tying knots out of thin air, and the speed of his fingers made a phantom shadow.

Princess Jingwu's eyes were immediately attracted, and then, inexplicably, her eyes were misty. At this time, a soft and quiet voice came from my ears: "Sleep, you are too tired...... The pillows are comfortable, the quilts are warm, the body is comfortable, and you float in the thick clouds......"

Hypnotizing a patient who is extremely mentally tired and has an extremely weak will is nothing more than a gesture for Zhang Fang. He didn't want to stay with this woman for too long, because no one could compare to her understanding of "Zhang Fang", plus the woman's terrible intuition...... At this critical juncture, he didn't want to get out of the way. Moreover, hypnosis was also good for her traumatized spirit.

Gently pulled the thick quilt up, tucked the corners of the quilt, straightened up, walked out of the attic, and said to the maid: "The master mother has fallen asleep, don't disturb within three hours." ”

The maid should be careful.

Zhang Fang turned his head sideways and said to the little servant: "Call Deng Guard." ”

The little guy was arranged for him by Zhang Jingchen, and Zhang Fang was indispensable, he was now a "newcomer", and everything was being observed -- he was observing others, and others were observing him.

When Deng Zhan hurriedly came, he saw the young master hurriedly walking towards the mourning hall, Deng Zhan stepped forward quickly and bowed deeply.

Zhang Fang waved his hand back, and the few servants with him immediately stopped, until the young master took more than a dozen steps, and then carefully followed, always keeping a distance.

"In the entire mansion, only you know that I have forgotten some of the past." Zhang Fang lowered his voice, looked at eye level, and did not look at Deng Zhan who was following closely beside him, "I want to know, when I was in Chang'an before, did I have any friends who were closer?" ”

Zhang Fang never said anything like his amnesia to Deng Zhan, but Deng Zhan had followed Zhang Fang for so long, and he more or less vaguely heard some from the mouths of the Han brothers, and said busily: "The friends that the young master said, but the sons who went in and out of Zhangtai together and walked to Wuling back then?" ”

Wuling, Zhang Fang knows, that is the burial place of the Han emperors of the past dynasties, around Chang'an, many rich and noble families live, there are many wine shops, but what is Zhangtai?

Deng Zhan said in a low voice: "Zhangtai Street in the city is a place where music gathers, and dogs and horses are heard. ”

Zhang Fang was speechless for a while, two years ago, this body hadn't grown yet, so he went to that kind of place to mess around? This boy is too precocious.

"Yes, I'm talking about these fox friends and dog friends, choosing the more powerful ones in the family."

Two years ago, Deng Zhan was not Zhang Fang's entourage, and he hadn't even met him a few times, but obviously Zhang Fang's group of "Wuling Boys" had a good reputation in Chang'an, and even Deng Zhan knew a little bit about it, so he pointed his fingers and said: "Well, there are Xu Xin, the young son of the general Che Cai and the eldest Sima, Shi Han and Shi Tong, the second sons of Shi Dan, and Yu Tian, the son of the Marquis of Xiping...... There are others, the smaller ones are not so clear.

"Okay, it's enough to have these people, you take my piece of jade, secretly ask to see, and ask a few of them to inquire about the edict on the disposal of the soldiers of the Western Expeditionary Army." Zhang Fang ripped off the jade jue on the belt of his belt and handed it to Deng Zhan, "Two years, not long or short, the favor is not thin or thick, which is enough for friends, this time I can try it out." ”

Deng Zhan bowed down and took it: "Huh." What else does the young master command? ”

"After you do this, you go and inquire about Wanzhang's situation." Zhang Fang let out a burst of laughter, but there was no smile on his face, "Hehe! 'Chengxi Wanzixia, the head of the three auxiliary heroes', what a big reputation, let me find out the bottom of this gangster. ”

Zhang Fang didn't expect that as soon as he was talking about this person, this person appeared.

As soon as Zhang Fang stepped into the mourning hall, Zhang Jingchen presented a guest gift list, with a very strange expression.

Zhang Fang took it, didn't look at it too much, and asked, "What?" ”

"It's so strange, Jingzhao Yin's subordinate governor Cao Wanzixia came to worship again. The prayers sent were several times the previous one, and they were ......"

"Is that Chengxi Wanzixia?"

"Exactly."

"And what?"

"He also asked to go to the church to pay respects."

Jing Zhao Yin's subordinate Governor Cao is equivalent to the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, but in ancient times, the administrative level of this position could not be compared with today, and it was completely impossible to get on the table, just a petty official of 400 stones. It stands to reason that you can only worship under the hall, and even if you make such a request, it is extremely rude. But this is rude to others, but it is completely different when it is placed on this Wanzhang Wanzixia.

Once, Wan Zhang accompanied Jing Zhao Yin to the palace on a business trip, and the palace officials and nobles competed with each other for courtesy, but not with Jing Zhao Yin. Even Shi Xian, the Chinese scholar who leaned towards the government and the opposition, also had many dealings with him. This is a real official and a small person.

Based on these, this person's request is really not excessive.

"Let him come." Zhang Fang said lightly, "I was thinking about meeting him for a while." (To be continued.) )