"Who is Mr. seventeen?"
It was too hot, Fang Xing stood by the Daming Lake, looked at the painted boat parked on the bank from a distance, and felt the comfort under the shade of the trees.
Wang he had opened his front, couldn't help fanning in with a fan, and whispered, "it's the steward of that family, also known as the Deacon."
An emerald bird flew over from the sky. Fang woke up and frowned. Looking at a small lump of bird excrement in front of him, he said: "the family is well versed in the way of self-protection and is extremely noble, but it is deeply feared by the emperor, so it dare not take any rash action."
Wang he woke up outside with Fang for many years. He had more experience than the eunuchs in the palace. He didn't know how much. He tried his best to shake the fan and said anxiously: "yes! No matter how noble it is, it is also the honor given by his Majesty in the face of scholars all over the world. If he dares to fool around, his majesty will not move in the open and will not be polite in the dark."
"This is the one who comes to connect and cheer up. Those students gather around him and are proud of it. Xinghe Bo, be careful. If something big happens, no one can hold it."
When it was nearly noon, the weather was getting hotter and hotter. Fang woke up, waved and said, "come on board with me."
"Let's eat big!"
"Xinghebo, we want to be thinner. Fresh fish is the best..."
The party walked to the edge of the boat. Someone had been waiting there for a long time. They smiled and said, "I've seen uncle and adults."
Fang Xing nodded slightly. After a burst of rapid footsteps, a lovely girl of more than ten years old ran over and said, "I've seen uncle and adults. The girl is already waiting. Please go up."
A lovely girl!
Fang woke up and nodded. The kitten smiled and led him up.
Fang Xing turned back in the middle of the stairs and said, "you can order what you want directly. If you don't have it on board, you'll have someone buy it. Benbo's out of the money."
The kitten turned back and said with a smile, "don't worry, uncle. Today's expenses have been promised and the deposit has been given."
Fang woke up surprised and said with a smile, "it's good. It seems that we can have a good meal today. You're welcome."
Wang He Ho Ho said with a smile, "Xinghe Bo, our family won't go up and drink with them here."
Eunuchs drink flower wine. It's really oppressive.
Fang woke up and nodded, followed the kitten up to the second floor.
"I've seen uncle."
In the tulle, white and tender are looming.
A black hair slid down from both sides of the neck, black and white, eye-catching.
The sound was magnetic, as thick and tempting as the rain in the south.
Fang Xing walked over and said, "maybe barbecue? Is there any pepper?"
The freshly bathed freckles turned back in amazement. Fang Xing had already sat on the main seat and said with a golden knife, "go and get some mutton, pepper and barbecue."
Barbecue in this weather?
The sparrow tongue smelled the faint fragrance from itself and couldn't help being silent.
Fang Xing glanced sideways at her and suddenly said with a smile, "beauty washes her hands to make soup. It's elegant! But you don't have to do the barbecue. You asked the cook to do it."
The bird tongue breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly asked the kitten to order the cook. Then she came and sat on Fang Xing's side.
"What about Mr. seventeen?"
The sparrow tongue picked up the fan, gently woke up and fanned Fang and said, "uncle, I haven't seen Mr. 17."
As the breeze came, there was still a faint fragrance. Fang woke up, slightly turned his face and said, "sit better, Ben is not hot."
The bird's tongue moved in fear, and its posture swayed slightly, like a willow branch in the wind.
Fang Xing shook his head, then looked outside, smiled, narrowed his eyes and said, "your guest is coming."
Freckles got up slightly, took a look, and then looked at Fang Xing in embarrassment.
Fang woke up and nodded. Freckles hurried to the stairs to meet people.
"I've seen Mr. 17 and Mr. Yang."
"Is Xinghe Boke here?"
A reserved voice came. Fang woke up and smiled. His people, including Wang He, were below. Was that Mr. 17 blind?
As for the bird tongue, when Fang woke up, she didn't go down to meet her, so her position is self-evident.
"Who are you? You have such a big face that you don't see our family standing here? Your big eyes grow on your head? You have to be careful to fall into the river and make fish and shrimp lunch."
There was a silence below. Fang woke up to know that these people were afraid of Wang he's eunuch status, otherwise they would have blown out long ago.
Eunuch, eunuch, people around the king.
Fang Xing smiled and looked at the stairs. With the sound of footsteps, a middle-aged man appeared.
"In the next seventeen, I met Xinghe Bo."
He is in charge of that family and should be looked up to wherever he goes.
So he bowed his hand and then looked at Fang and woke up.
Fang Xing sat motionless, but said faintly, "what did you want to talk about when you asked Ben Bo to come here today?"
Mr. 17 came with a smile, and then sat opposite Fang Xing, followed by a scholar.
"Student Yang Yan, I've seen Xinghe Bo."
Fang Xing frowned and said, "where's the barbecue?"
The sparrow tongue was sitting on the side, and when he heard the speech, he asked someone to see it.
Mr. 17's eyes are very small and squint at people.
He arched his hand and said, "Xinghe Bo, I think everything has a degree. It's like robbing water. The owner feels that the water is less divided, so he talks to the West. The west is willing to compensate, but the owner wants the west to lose its property. This is not a reasonable way."
Fang woke up and took a sip of tea and said, "East and West... In your Majesty's eyes, they are all one family."
Mr. 17 was stunned. Fang woke up and smelled the smell. He stroked his hands and said, "here comes the barbecue. Where's the wine!"
Then the cook came up with a big plate. On the big plate was a pile of mutton slices, and there were several small bowls on the side, one of which was full of chili noodles.
The plate was put on the table. The black and thin cook giggled. The kitten shouted, "don't get down quickly!"
The cook arched his hands in panic and stumbled down the stairs. Fortunately, he didn't fall.
Fang Xing glanced at the lovely kitten, frowned slightly, and then ate a piece of mutton dipped in chili noodles.
Mr. 17 looked at Fang Xing and was puzzled to see that he closed his eyes and his cheeks trembled slightly because of the heat.
If a person with some status eats out, unless he is a close friend, he must pay attention to his eating appearance.
But xinghebo didn't care at all, and he actually began to look like a happy face.
After eating mutton and drinking another mouthful of wine, Fang woke up and felt hearty, so he ate it himself.
The people on the side were looking at him. If it weren't for the bird tongue and Yang Yan who had seen Fang Xing, they would doubt whether the man was a fake.
After eating more than ten pieces of roast mutton, Fang woke up and put down his chopsticks for a rest.
Mr. 17 frowned slightly and said, "Xing and bo have different ways. Leave a way. This is a long-term plan."
Fang woke up and took a sip of wine. He said faintly, "this is not the Tao, but the people's livelihood."
Mr. 17 sneered: "since the millennium, the people's livelihood is the best now. I'm afraid Xinghe Bo's remark is suspected of killing the Guo State under the guise of the Tao."
This was Fang Xing's first real face-to-face meeting with the family. He looked at Mr. 17 carefully and said, "there is a lot of reserve, but your family deserves this reserve. As for what you said about killing Guo by falsehood..."
Fang Xing felt that the cook was good at barbecue. He couldn't help but want to dig the foot of the wall.
He ate another piece of mutton and said contentedly, "you think too much. Your family is worthless, and those are Daming people. Who killed who?"
Mr. seventeen's face gradually turned red. The bird tongue was worried on the side, so he secretly glanced at Yang Yan.
Yang Yan hurriedly said, "xinghebo..."
"Who are you?"
Fang Xing looked up slightly, tilted his head and said, "what qualifications do you have to talk to Ben Bo?"
Yang Yan's face was embarrassed, and his tongue couldn't help looking at Xiang Fang, with a cry in his eyes.
Yang Yan said awkwardly, "student Yang Yan..."
Fang woke up and looked at Mr. 17 and asked, "what does this mean?"
This is not intended to give face. Mr. 17's face is iron green, then he smiled and said, "since it's drinking, naturally everyone can talk. Xinghe bo..."
Fang Xing smiled, nodded and said, "in that case, drink a pot of wine first and then talk to Ben Bo."
Yang Yan was deeply humiliated and immediately picked up the wine pot, but Fang woke up and just drank half of the wine. He looked at his tongue.
"Kitten, go get a pot of wine."
Seeing that his lover was forced by Fang Xing, freckles couldn't help hating Fang Xing, and there was some sharpness in his voice.
At this time, Wang he shouted downstairs: "Xinghe Bo, Yu Qian is coming."