After entering the Tang Mansion, Fang Ling first went to visit Tang Zihao, and when he came to the hall, he saw Tang Zihao chatting with a man in his forties.

This man looked quite literati, but a pair of eyes were bright, but they implied divine might, and as soon as Fang Ling came in, he stared at him and looked him up and down.

I saw that although this young man seemed plain, his eyes were deep, his steps were calm, and he did not avoid it at all because of the coldness of his eyes.

Tang Zihao smiled and said, "Young Master Fang, come and see Lord Yao Jing of Dali Temple." ”

Fang Ling naturally knew what kind of identity this Dali Siqing was, and secretly said that Tang Zihao was well-connected, and it was the first time that he introduced such a heavy and anxious person.

Although this Dali Siqing is only a third-grade official, he is in charge of the world's prisons, and the trial of various major cases of the chief official is not trivial, so it is no wonder that he looks like a literati, but he has such a sharp eyes.

Fang Ling bowed slightly, and didn't say anything, just handed over the two gift boxes he brought.

Tang Zihao opened the box, his eyes lit up, seeing Tang Zihao make such an expression, Yao Jing couldn't help but move over, this look was also surprised, he carefully picked up the ginseng, and said in surprise: "I thought Brother Tang was joking, I didn't expect you to really get this century-old ginseng?"

Of course, the two of them did not suspect at all that this was something that was circulated in the palace, after all, the number of hundred-year-old ginseng in the palace was also limited, and all of them were made up in the register, and there was no room for negligence in preserving, all of them were for the emperor and the queen to eat.

Tang Zihao smiled heartily, opened another gift box, and saw that it was also a hundred-year-old ginseng, he was amazed, and pointed towards Fang Ling, "I just borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, and it was Fang Gongzi who really got this thing." ”

Yao Jing glanced at Fang Ling more, and saw that his expression was still very calm, showing a little appreciation: "Young Master Fang, I heard that you can not only get this excellent medicinal material, but also rejuvenate your hands and cure my Tang niece's feet?"

Fang Ling said modestly: "I'm just doing my best. ”

Tang Zihao said with a smile, "Fang Gongzi is modest, it is not easy to get this century-old ginseng in this extraordinary period. ”

Yao Jing couldn't help but nod in agreement and said, "It seems that I have to thank Brother Tang and Fang Gongzi, otherwise I wouldn't know what gift to give." ”

Tang Zihao also laughed: "Brother Yao is polite, you and I are friends in trouble, how could I not inform you when I know that you need this ginseng? But in the future, you can also take care of Fang Gongzi." ”

Yao Jinghan said with a smile: "Since I am the benefactor of my niece Tang, how can I, as an uncle, not take care of it? What's more, there may be a place to trouble Fang Gongzi in the future." ”

Fang Ling smiled slightly, the prince's wedding, as a courtier, they are trying their best to please the future king, and some gifts are not given to the prince, but to the prime minister's mansion, after all, the father-in-law of the crown prince is also a great joy, if there is no gift that can be taken out, then how can people remember it?