Fang Jishi woke up this time, it was already noon the next day, he was hungry, and he had to poop again. First go to the customs to go through the export procedures, then go to wash, and then eat.

Now, in addition to the things that he has to do and talk about, he has people who serve you to help you do everything else. Someone will help you loosen your clothes when you go to the toilet, someone will help you get the tools to drain the water when you put the water, and someone will help you wipe your butt when you have a bowel movement. When eating, someone feeds you whenever you want. If someone else can help you eat, someone else will help you eat. If you don't bother to speak, you don't even have to speak, someone will speak for you.

It's no wonder that everyone wants to be a king, a nobleman, a rich man, and so many people are maintaining the social hierarchy, and this is the reason. As long as you are an upper-class person, you can enjoy it. Do what you love to do, and if you don't like to do it, someone will help you do it.

After eating a piece of pancake, a piece of barbecue, plus some fresh vegetables, and drinking a bowl of oil soup, my stomach was full. Then he sat down above the living room of the house, looking at the people standing in the hall as if he were the head of the house.

Fang Jishi snickered in his heart, feeling that he was acting in movies and TV series. But he couldn't help but laugh and pretended to be serious.

Your Majesty! The four special combat members of the Jin Kingdom, the guard of the former crown prince Ji Meng, and the guards sent by King Zhou Jing all stood on both sides and looked at him, with the feeling that the emperor was in court.

During this period, there were housekeepers and others in the minister's house, and the Son of Heaven was called the court, and the family was called the family hall, and the same place.

"Hmmm! Cough! Fang Keystone coughed pretending and looked down. Seeing that everyone looked frightened, he asked, "What's the matter?" When there is something to say, there is nothing to do, and it is dispersed. ”

If there is something to play quickly, there is nothing to retreat.

"Come home! The prince sent someone to invite him, saying that he would let the head of the family go and bring the baby! A guard sent by King Zhou Jing to protect the family stepped forward and reported.

"Oh!" Fang Jishi nodded and agreed. "Got it!"

"Come home! The head of the house has to appoint a person in charge ......of the affairs of the house," said another guard.

Fang Jishi waved his hand and said, "Don't ask me about this!" You all discuss and decide, you know better than me who is in charge, you discuss the election of one, don't ask me. ”

"Yes!"

Seeing that there was nothing major, he waved his arm and sent everyone away. And then! A man pulled out his phone and looked at it.

The prince called him over and asked to bring the baby, what else could he do? Not just to watch science and education films? Just ignore him.

Seeing that the mobile phone battery was not very powerful, he replaced a battery, and the replaced battery was taken out by the maid to dry.

"Put it in the sun, remember? If it's raining, take it back! Remember! Just dry it for an hour or two at a time, take it back and put it away, or! Hand it to me! ”

"Yes! The slave remembered. The maid was very clever and nodded in agreement.

Sending away the maid, he sat down in a chair alone and watched the live broadcast. The anchor camera has not been opened, and the sub-shot has only been opened, he is not qualified as an anchor! No! Don't do your duty! I have so many sub-shots, I don't even turn them on, others just have one lens, where is the sub-lens? Is!

Thinking about his live broadcast system, Fang Jishi laughed self-deprecatingly.

Right! Look at the back-office income!

It's been a few days, so you should have a lot of income, right?

To know! My live broadcast system is still broadcasting the growth experience of the young Confucius!

Open the background, enter the viewing password, and a string of numbers pops up.

One, two, three, four, five, with five digits before the decimal point. Fang Jishi looked very disappointed, the five-digit number represents 10,000, only more than 90,000, and it is still far from the small goal of 100 million.

Withdraw!

withdrew more than 90,000 yuan of reward income, and then watched the live broadcast.

Our Confucius and Confucius saints, what are you doing these two days?

Through the playback, I saw that the young Confucius was going to the house of Ji Pingzi, a doctor of Ji. Click Normal Playback, and the camera jumps to normal size, occupying the entire phone screen.

The young Confucius seems to have grown a little taller and his body is a little stronger. Well! He's an adult and ready to get married! Hey! Our Confucian saint, on the wedding night, he came to the legend of a hungry wolf? Still is?

Thinking of this, Fang Jishi smiled again.

It is conceivable that when the saint was young, he must have been like us when he saw the heart of a beautiful woman beating faster. Otherwise! He's not a man. What kind of "etiquette" do you still tell you, and it is not good for men and women to talk about etiquette?

What if you are so ashamed that you are embarrassed to do things that are both male and female?

That dress! Why are you embarrassed to take it off?

If you don't do things like men and women, where will the next generation come from?

"! Here he is again! ”

Just when Fang Jishi was snickering when he was thinking about it, a person scolded quietly during the live broadcast.

Who? Who does he scold?

Fang Jishi instinctively looked at the live broadcast screen and saw it! One of the guards in the Ji Mansion pointed at the back of the young Confucius and scolded: "Is he embarrassed to come every day? Have you forgotten the shame you suffered before? In order to eat roast suckling pig, he actually came to attend the banquet. A man who has not yet been crowned, what feast does he attend? It's clearly a ...... to eat roast suckling pig."

Another guard interrupted, "Don't talk nonsense! People aren't that kind of people! He was really learned. Don't you know? He's here to read a book! Since Dr. Ji promised him, he has almost finished reading Ji's books......"

"Gotta get it! He's here to read a book? He's just here to put on a show! What kind of book are you reading, I saw him blowing a trumpet on the street the day before yesterday! He will hold funerals for others, what kind of rituals will be held, he will ......"

"You people, you are called jealousy! Eat one's heart out! You know what? Seeing that others are better than you, you are not convinced, isn't it? ”

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What about you? You're not convinced? You saw him training the 'waist drum team', and you still scolded your mother? ”

"Who scolded my mother? Who scolded the mother? ”

The live broadcast camera followed the young Confucius into the inner mansion, and the arguments of the guards outside were no longer within the scope of the live broadcast.

The young Confucius went directly to the study, and when the other guards in the Ji Mansion saw him coming, many people came to salute him.

"Kongqiu!" Then! A guard came over with a tray and shouted.

The young Confucius stood still and looked at the guard in bewilderment.

"This is the roast suckling pig left over from last night, and Yang Hu asked me to send it over to you to eat! Don't you like to eat roast suckling pig? ”

The young Confucius did not speak, and the live camera gave him a close-up. The expression on his face was constantly changing.

"And a jug of wine!" The guard said quietly.

"Thank you, Yang Hu!" The young Confucius had no choice but to agree, and then continued to walk to the study. "Put it on the table in the study!"

"Yes! Yang Hu said! Serve hot. ”

The young Confucius's face became even more ugly, and when he entered the study, and seeing that the guards were urging again, he silently picked up the wine jug and poured it mouth-to-mouth. And then! He put the flask into the tray and said, "I will give you this roast suckling pig with my Kongqiu!" ”

"This?"

The young Confucius ignored the guard and went to the bookshelf to read.

Seeing this scene, Fang Jishi felt: During this period of time, although the young Confucius could enter and leave Ji Pingzi's house and read books, he was not secretly excluded by Yang Hu, a retainer.

This is obviously not to send roast suckling pig to you to eat, this is obviously indirectly humiliating you.

(End of chapter)