"This is a treasure in my sect. To put it unpleasantly, Brother Wang, you, Shenggong Wen, don't care about him. He is considered a disciple of Guigu." The old imperial doctor and Shenggong Wen sat on the tea table, and they drank together: "My little brother, a first-class talent. If you embarrass him, don't blame me for being merciless."

Wen Shenggong waved his hand and said, "Don't joke with me, why should I make things difficult for him? I fell in love with that child at first sight. Confucius's face was clear and righteous. And he had kindness to my Wang family, so I wouldn't be embarrassed by him."

Before, Wen Shenggong really had a good impression of Song Beiyunding. The child was exactly in line with the bright boy in his heart. It was not like the desolate meaning that was prevalent in this trend now. It seemed that if a scholar was not able to tie a chicken, he would not be a scholar.

This scholar should be able to see the loyalty of writing and writing, and to determine the world immediately. Those who apply makeup and pretentiousness are all things.

However, Wen Shenggong was old and he had no intention of boosting his academic style. Moreover, Wen Sheng was also involved in the affairs of the court and became less clear and transparent, so he stopped mentioning some things.

"Mr. Wen Zheng." The old imperial doctor poured him a cup of tea: "You are upright in your life, and you have taken studying and studying as your own mission. You have taught the monarchs and ministers of the three dynasties. Looking at the world, you can be said to be full of students. Don't destroy your life's Qingming Festival in the face of your life."

Although Wen Shenggong is old, he is not stupid. How could he not know what the old imperial doctor meant? But now he can only sigh silently: "People and do what he wants to know the destiny. My grandson lost his father since he was young, so he naturally favored him more. But I think he is a well-read poet and book lover, so he will definitely not do anything out of the ordinary."

"That's the best. I'm worried about you, brother." The old imperial doctor patted his hand: "It's not easy for you. As a sage, Wen Sheng is known as a relative of the foreigner, I don't have to think about how to judge you outside."

Due to special political reasons, Wen Shenggong is no longer qualified to serve as Yan Sheng. In the past two years, he has been competing with the divisions in the other side of Shandong to make the name of Yan Sheng. However, he occupied the Confucius Mansion. His name is not justified and dissatisfied, he can only be a Wen Sheng.

Now he is in a difficult situation. The court needs his reputation to appease scholars all over the world. The relatives need his existence to outline family traditions. The civil servants and the foreign relatives also need him as an old man to be a peacemaker. This Shenggong Wen was regarded as a Bodhisattva on the stage. Just stick it here. Everyone needs him, but he doesn't need anything to do.

It's difficult...

"I still envy you, like a god. You are only eleven years apart from you, but look at your face as old as someone in your forties or fifty years, but I am already old."

The old imperial doctor sighed: "But keep an eye on your grandson, I'll leave first."

"I'll go and have someone drive you."

"Then I'm not polite."

Two days later, the Duke of Dingguo Mansion.

"Young Master, here is a letter from you."

After just washing up and preparing for meals, Zuo Fang, who had just handed over the letter from his servant, looked at his sister's tilted dog crawling words at first glance. He was really desperate to see this word. He urged his sister to practice the word since he was a child, but she would hit people every time she mentioned it. Now it's good. The word "good word" is really worse than a pig or a dog.

When I tore open the envelope, I showed a line of strong, powerful and distinct words. Although the number of words is not large, it is pleasing to the eye.

"It's better to have a brother-in-law's handwriting."

Zuo Fang muttered, unfolded the paper, and there were only five big words on it: "No inner ghost, start to fuck."

After seeing these five words, Zuo Fang's eyes rolled, and he kneaded the letter into a ball and threw it into the kitchen stove. As usual, he walked out to have breakfast.

"I will have a letter from you in the morning." Duke Ding Guo whispered, "Did you get it?"

"I got it, it's my sister." Zuo Fang said timidly: "She said everything is fine, don't worry."

"Where is my faith? Let me see."

Although Duke Ding always has a serious face, he always asks about the disobedient daughter whenever he mentions his disobedient daughter.

"My sister said I would burn it after reading it...I burn it." Zuo Fang lowered her head and said, "You also know my sister's nature. She loves to learn from the world. What she has done these days."

Duke Ding did not go into it in depth, but continued to ask: "What did she say in her letter?"

"She said...she said..." Zuo Fang took a deep breath: "She said that she and Qiaoyun went to the mountains to find immortals these days. In order to find them, the immortal caught some rabbits and went back to eat them. It was not very delicious. She also said that the refugees in Luzhou Prefecture are stable now, and many people have moved new dramas, and Luzhou is more prosperous than Jinling."

"Hmph." Duke Ding finally raised his head: "Do you really say that?"

"What else can my sister say..." Zuo Fang said with a giggle: "Didn't she just practice martial arts and wander around Song Beiyun all day long, making money to get you into the world?"

Hearing this, Duke Ding was a little helpless and shook his head silently and said, "Follow her, hum. If you marry someone, you will have your own in-laws to teach her the rules."

After saying that, he got up and walked away, and when he walked to the door, "I will take the guards out of the city to practice today, and I will come back three or five days later. Are you here to be honest, have you heard?"

"I understand... Dad."

Looking at his back, Zuo Fang sighed softly: "No wonder my sister is like you, you have such a bad temper..."

"What did the bastard say?" The roar of Duke Ding came from the door.

"It's okay, Dad. I said you should be careful. It's already cold tonight. You have injuries on your leg. Don't cause old injuries."

"No one is worry-free." Duke Ding snorted and left angrily.

After he left like this, Zuo Fang immediately finished his food in a few bites and changed into his yamen's exclusive outfit. He dressed up with greasy tiles, with rouge powder on his face and some fragrant powder on his body, looking like a big slutty king.

"Walk."

With a shout, the silly man who was accompanying him immediately followed. This guy was the same as Qiao Yun, both of whom were specialized in serving as guards, but this silly man was not as pleasing to the eye as Qiao Yun.

The two walked out of the door one after another and got into the sedan chair waiting outside. Zuo Fang said, "Let's go, Wen Shenggong Mansion."

The sedan chair creaked to the door of Wen Shenggong's mansion. Zuo Fang came down from above, carrying a lot of good things in his hand, and then rushed inside with his head down. The servant at the door naturally could not let him in, and he also acted like a playboy, and both sides fought.

After a while, the in charge came out, looked up and down at Zuo Fang, bowed and asked, "I wonder what's wrong with this young master?"

"I'm blinding your dog eyes. Take a look at who I am! I'm here to see my brother-in-law. You guys dare to stop me? What a courageous dog!"

Zuo Fang has been a playboy for a long time. These words come out of his mouth without any strange feeling, but instead give people the feeling of "this person should be this virtue."

His arrogant and domineering made the housekeeper feel a little embarrassed, but in the end he went back and told him. When he heard such a person coming, it was naturally difficult to neglect. The Wang family sent a peer to greet him, and he saw that he was such a little overlord.

"Little Master." The person who came from inside recognized the little bully at a glance and hurriedly greeted him with a smile: "Why do you have free time to come here today?"

Zuo Fang saw that he was an acquaintance. His expression calmed down a little, raised his face and said, "You kid still know how to welcome me? I am here to visit my brother-in-law today. Didn't you hear that he is sick?"

He called out a brother-in-law, and there was no reason to stop him, so the Wang family quickly greeted him and took him straight to the residence of the eldest son of the Wang family.

"Wow, this place is so generous. By the way, why are you so stingy on weekdays when you live in such a luxurious house?"

The young man who led the way heard this and smiled angrily: "Don't joke, young master, I am just a son born in the family, how can I compare with the eldest son born in the family?"

"It's better to burn it with a fire than to get the bird's energy."

"Mr....you should spare me. I am not treated as a human being by these individuals anymore. Don't cause trouble for me anymore." The boy begged grandpa and said, "I am like a servant..."

"Look at your unpromising look."

The young master walked into the yard with a disdainful look on his face. As soon as he entered, he saw the "brother-in-law". He was walking around with anxiety on his face, his head and face were covered with sweat, and he looked very haggard.

"Is this my brother-in-law?" Zuo Fang walked forward sly, put the things in his hand on the stone table, and bowed, "Brother-in-law is so good."

Seeing someone coming, Young Master Wang quickly stuffed a betel nut into his mouth and started chewing it. This thing was something sent by the great doctor, which could relieve the anxiety and pain. Young Master Wang has lived on things these days.

"Are you?" He wiped the sweat from his head, looked up and down at the playboy in front of him: "I seem to have never seen you before?"

"Brother-in-law, I, Zuo Fang, Zuo Rou is my sister."

When Young Master Wang heard Zuo Rou's name, he was immediately occupied by the gentle and beautiful pretty woman in his mind, and his expression became gentle. He looked at Zuo Fang with a smile: "It turns out that you are A Rou's younger brother, and you have met the young master."

Zuo Fang laughed and sat on the stone bench: "Brother-in-law, you are polite. Didn't you hear that my brother-in-law is not in good health? I came to visit him specifically. I don't know what happened to my brother-in-law?"

The playboys are actually very popular. Although many books describe them as disliked by everyone, they are actually very happy when they get along with people of the same status, but they are not personal to those who are one level lower than him.

"Brother-in-law, don't panic, I have a good thing." Zuo Fang took out a can of black things: "Come on, brother-in-law, come on and smell it."

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