Chapter 1965

Jinan mansion is a good place with the most springs in the country.

The government is located in Licheng. It is not only the office of Jinan government, but also the office of Shandong chief envoy.

The stream composed of spring water flows in the city. Willows and willows hang green by the river. The woman pounding clothes with a tamping pestle.

On both sides of the river are street shops. In hot summer, even the most active shopkeeper refused to come out and shout.

The Daming Lake is naturally different. People who spend the summer will take a boat and play in the lake.

"There are many beautiful scenery. It's really a city with mountains and half a city with lakes!"

On a painting boat, Fang woke up to drink tea, looked at the light and water outside the boat, and said casually.

The man sitting opposite him looked about 50 years old and didn't look good.

"Xing Hebo, I don't like to see you coming."

This man is Chang Yu, the chief envoy of Shandong Province.

Chang Yu felt that the breeze on the lake could not release himself. His face was as heavy as water. He said with a heavy heart, "Shandong is the hometown of saints. Xinghebo, I really don't want to have any intersection with you."

Daming Lake is formed by the convergence of springs everywhere. The lake water is clear and not deep. You can see the bottom of the lake.

In front of me was a small table with a pot of tea and two cups.

The taste of tea is pure, which is the characteristic given by good water and good tea.

Fang woke up and took a sip. Even if he never knew tea, he still nodded his approval, and then said, "Lord Chang, this is Daming. Benbo believes that Daming must be the first in your heart, followed by what saints and their children."

When the breeze came, Chang Yuding looked at the teacup and said, "there are always many choices in the world. Some can choose, but some... From picking up books, you have no choice. Xinghebo, you are menglang."

Fang Xing said helplessly, "the choice... Depends on which side you are on. Daming is still a saint's son, or... Fat."

"Daming is a piece of fat. Someone will cut it up. Lord Chang, are you one of them?"

Fang Xing slowly looked up and smiled. He seemed very kind.

Chang Yu's eyes shrunk. This is not a good man or woman in front of him. On the contrary, the reputation of the vengeance has long been known throughout Daming.

This is an ultimatum: Chang Yu, which side are you on?

If you stand in the wrong line, Fang xingjue will clean him up!

There are countless examples to alert Chang Yu, so he eased his tone and said, "I have no opinion on this matter, but I remind you again that this is the hometown of saints. Once anything happens, I can't guarantee anything."

"You are more like a saint's official, Lord Chang. Benbo is tired."

Fang Xing waved his hand. Since he had determined his position, he was not interested in chatting with Chang Yu.

Chang Yu is not interested in accompanying Fang Xing. He is afraid of being seen. At that time, the outside world will probably guess what conspiracy he and Fang Xing are planning.

Chang Yu got up and said goodbye. The boat landed. He bowed his head and left.

Fang Xing sat by the window and watched Chang Yu get on his horse and hurry away. He couldn't help laughing and said, "the hometown of the sage, this is the official of Daming!"

Xin Laoqi quietly came out from behind and said, "master, this man is a little hostile."

Fang Xing said with a smile, "if I don't do well in this trip, I'll ruin his job. The hometown of a saint is just an excuse."

This is the reality. The sage is immortal, but later generations and grandchildren carry his signboard and seek profits for themselves.

"If the saint knows, he is afraid that he will slap these disciples and grandchildren to death!"

In those days, the sage held great aspirations, but later generations realized his aspirations, but he became a tool to block his face.

"Send someone to bring wine."

Fang Xing smiled and was not angry at being rejected. It's normal for Chang Yu to be wary of him for the first time. If Chang Yu immediately confides in him, Fang wake up and wonder how he got into the position of chief envoy.

In the light footsteps, a woman in green Tulle entered the cabin.

"I've seen a noble man."

Sparrow tongue?

Fang woke up and saw a smiling face.

"Your boat?"

The woman is barefoot, and her small feet are exposed outside her skirt from time to time.

She smiled and said, "yes, if you want to sing and dance, there are also here."

Fang Xing shook his head and knew that this woman was not simple.

In Jinan, she can operate a boat, and the woman looks like a girl with a temperament of Youlan, most of whom are forbidden by someone.

The woman knelt opposite Fang Xing, put the wine and vegetables on the plate, and then asked, "guest, just now..."

"You want to say Chang Yu?"

Fang woke up and leaned back slightly. He supported himself on the floor with one hand and said with a smile: "what do you want to ask? Can you know Chang Yu's appearance? That's a regular guest in the dignitaries' field. Do you want to explore my details?"

"I'm worried about you, little girl. I'm just curious," he said with a smile

Then she pressed her long sleeve with her left hand and lifted the wine pot with her right hand, revealing a bright moon like forearm.

In the pouring voice of wine, freckles said, "Daming Lake is mostly visited by dignitaries. I've seen a lot of little girls and know some ways to avoid disasters."

This is a clear woman. Fang woke up and relaxed. She squinted at the lake and slowly took a sip of wine.

The wine is very light, but it has some faint fragrance.

"This is last year's osmanthus wine. If you don't like it, the little girl will go up and change it."

Fang Xing shook his head. For him, wine is just something to reconcile the atmosphere and relieve his mood. There is no need.

Xin Laoqi stared at the hands of freckles. Those white and tender jade hands were just a scourge that would be poisoned at any time in his eyes. If necessary, he would not hesitate to cut off the jade hands of men.

She is watching Fang Xing from time to time.

Fang Xing looked at the lake indifferently and didn't look at her at all. This is a strange place.

People come to the boat to have fun, but this one drinks alone and looks indifferent.

This is something!

And Chang Yu actually met him, and then went ashore alone. Fang woke up and sent him out.

This man looks young, so he must be Xun Qi or Xun Qi's children.

"What's the excitement in Jinan recently?"

Just as he was thinking, Fang Xing suddenly turned his head and asked.

The bird tongue was stunned and said subconsciously, "those scholars are making trouble and say they want to look good to that person."

"Oh!"

Fang Xing leaned against the bulkhead, holding the wine glass in his hand, and looked at the freckles at will.

"Go on."

The sparrow tongue is slightly sideways. She kneels on her legs and has a curved cardia, which can make any man lose his mind.

But Fang woke up and just looked at her faintly, with no emotion in his eyes.

"Noble man, those scholars are too noisy. It is said that they have also connected with scholars in Shandong. The inns in the city are full these days."

The body of freckles suddenly trembled, and she guessed the identity of the man in front of her.

This discovery frightened her, and the backer behind it was not enough to bring her a sense of security.

Fang woke up and asked, "what's going on in the sage's house?"

The bird tongue suddenly leaned over, similar to the posture of throwing himself to the ground, and said in a mournful voice: "noble man, let the little girl go."

She just wanted to test the identity of this person, and then she could repay her backer. It was a credit.

But this man is not her credit, but the tiger. Her backers dare not provoke the tiger.

"Did you guess Ben Bo's identity?"

Fang woke up and said with appreciation, "it's really a person in the happy field. A pair of eyes are hot enough."

Freckles just trembled. Fang woke up and felt a little boring. He said, "tell me, what's going on in the sage's house."

"Uncle..."

The sparrow tongue dared not hide and said, "there was no news at the sage's house, and those scholars were rejected when they went to see him."

"Look!"

Fang woke up and sighed, "Your Majesty is staring here, and Chaozhong is also staring here. It's difficult for his family."