Although the window on the second floor was not open, Furong kept standing by the window and watching the people discussing. Although she couldn't hear what they said, she knew from the way they looked that there was no hope.

After watching the few people leave, Furong also went downstairs and came to the stone table where the few people had tea in the yard and packed up the cups on the table. Although there were servants, she always liked to do these things herself, just like an ordinary woman from an ordinary family.

Before she met Zhang Zhijiqian, she never regretted being listed to attract customers for Feng Laiyi, but now she regrets it too late. Once she enters this door, there will be no more worldly affairs.

So the water color became more and more envious of the identity of ordinary people. Every day at dusk, she was used to standing by the river and looking at the boats coming and going on the river. It was a pleasure boat singing and dancing. Liuting Street behind her was a pedestrian coming and going, and she happened to be in the middle. She could not retreat, nor could she go forward.

Fang Shihong brought a group of rascals to Feng Laiyi. He was here to make trouble, but the momentum was reduced, but he lost his momentum. These people were familiar with the way to make trouble.

After entering the door, a few people found a table. They were not sitting or standing, and they were almost standing on the table.

"Let your madam come out." Fang Shihong sat peacefully, and the other people shouted loudly.

When they saw that these people were not kind, someone had already reported to the madam.

"Hey, my grandfathers, but the girls who were entertaining made me dissatisfied with me? I'll ask you to change a few more." The madam said with a compliment. Feng Laiyi earned money for selling faces, so the madam naturally didn't mind saying more good things.

"Okay, ask Furong to come out and serve." Fang Shihong spoke at this time.

"Yes, ask Furong to come out." Several people next to him responded.

"It turns out to be Mr. Fang. I'm sorry, the masters. Furong has already picked up the card and left here." Don't say that Furong is no longer in Feng Laiyi, even if she is there, it is impossible for her to come out to pick up the customers.

"Hmph, I think you are not punishing me if you toast. Do you really think I dare not smash your house? Does anyone know that Furong was raised by you from Jiangnan, where else can she go? He actually used such words to fool me and smash it for me." Fang Shihong thought he was fooling him and immediately ordered those people to smash it.

When I got it, I told a few people to start immediately.

"Oh, wait, Mr. Fang doesn't know anything. He left with Mr. Zhang the day after Furong delisted. I don't know where he went. I hope Mr. Fang will show mercy. I will arrange a few more girls for you to be satisfied." The madam saw that the people were really ready to take action and quickly stopped them and explained.

When Fang Shihong heard that he had left Zhang Zhiji, he believed it a little. Originally, a group of people came to take revenge on Furong and smash the scene, but even the people couldn't find it. This made Fang Shihong feel annoyed. The followers were also a little depressed, holding a stool and a wine pot in their hands. I don't know if I should smash it.

There was no place to vent his anger for a moment. Fang Shihong felt uncomfortable. He picked up a wine pot and threw it on the ground. "I've come here. If I don't smash anything, I feel uncomfortable."

When the other people saw that Fang Shihong had thrown things, they also threw the things in their hands to the ground.

"A few masters have thrown hard, so how can you get angry when you come here? No matter whether you are looking for a girl to relieve the fire or use a cup or plate to relieve the fire, we are all professional. Even if you fall, I will arrange for someone to change it after the fall." The madam licked her face and smiled. As long as they don't hurt people, they will fall, the more they will lose.

After the table of cups, plates, bowls and chopsticks were thrown, Fang Shihong also felt bored, "Okay, hurry up and have someone change it, serve some good wine and dishes, and find some beautiful ones to accompany you. I will stop drunk."

"Okay, come and clean up the things on the ground. Don't cut the masters. Then change to a new one. Let Ruyan Zhihua and others come to accompany you. What? Zhihua has no time? He has to come even if he has no time." The madam saw that the group of people were almost upset and quickly arranged the matter.

At this time, Zhang Zhiji pulled a few people into the Duke's Mansion. When Zhang Zhong saw that the young master who had not seen for many days had finally returned, he hurried to report to the master.

Since that day, the Duke of England taught his son a lesson, he saw that his son would not go home for several days, and he was also a little worried. After all, it was a single pass.

After hearing Zhang Zhong’s report, he learned that his son had returned, and he unconsciously took off his airs.

Since he has been angry for many days, Zhang Zhijiben also wants to be a little proud, but if he wants to do it for his father, he can only compromise.

Soon, Zhang Zhiji led several people to the study of the British Duke Zhang Weixian. After hearing Zhang Zhong's report, Zhang Weixian had already pricked his ears and listened to the movements outside. At this time, the few people came, but he still pretended to be focused on looking at the official document and did not raise his head.

"father."

At this time, Zhang Weixian raised his head, "Do you still know how to come back? That vixen didn't hook your soul?"

When Zhang Zhiji heard his father call Furong "Fox Spirit", he was about to talk back and was pulled back by Zhu Youjian.

"Dad, I'm here to inform you today. In a few days, I'll be preparing to marry Shui Se at Sihai Manor. You can do it yourself if you come or not." Zhang Zhiji said.

This is a plan that several people agreed upon when they came. First give the British Duke some strong medicine, and then slowly retreat to let the British Duke slowly relax the bottom line.

"What?" Zhang Weixian thought that his son had figured it out today and came home to admit his mistake, but this caught him off guard. "Do you want to piss me to death when you come back today? Zhang Zhong, go and call Zhang Yong."

"Yes, lord." Zhang Zhong responded and took the order.

"Do you want Uncle Yong to lock me up again? I can run once and then the second time. In my opinion, his military camp is as convenient as a vegetable market." Zhang Zhi said disdainfully.

"Little bastard, I'm taking care of you. You look down on me so much as to the Beijing Camp. Let's see if I will let you run away this time." At this time, Zhang Yong received the news from Zhang Zhong and arrived.

When Zhang Zhiji saw Zhang Yong coming, he quickly winked at him.

"Okay, I'll see how you enter and exit the Jingying as convenient as a vegetable market. Zhang Yong, when you hear it, let him go to the Jingying to make a small school for you to eat, live and train with ordinary soldiers. If you let him leave the Jingying one step, you can go and take the military law by yourself." Zhang Weixian saw that Zhang Zhiji not only disobeyed him, but also belittled the Jingying. Zhang Weixian had been in charge of the Jingying for many years, but he had always been proud of him. After hearing Zhang Zhiji's disdain, he could not bear it.

"Dad, you are unreasonable, I am not a military member. Why do you have to keep me? You are using your power for personal gain."

"Okay, you can reason with your father, then I will let you know what it means to have three or four virtues under the stick." After saying that, he said to Zhang Yong, "You pull him out to beat twenty military sticks first and then take them back to the barracks."
Chapter completed!