Chapter 77: The Teacher Who Drinks Fragments, The Forgotten New Student

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Zhu Zhanji's attention to Fang Xing made Zheng Neng feel his mouth was sour, and he said unconvinced: "Brother Dehua, do you think that the status of generals should be elevated? As for civil servants, prepare the luggage That's fine."

Zhu Zhanji sat beside Fang Xing, kicked his shoes, and signaled him not to answer this topic.

Of course Fang Xing wouldn't pick it up, but he could tell that this Zheng Neng was probably a playboy. His father was so promising that he felt that he could rely on this achievement for the rest of his life to die in style.

Seeing Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji clinking glasses, the two smiled at each other, but he became an outsider, so Zheng Neng took Liu Pu away on the pretext of going to the latrine.

After the two of them went out, Zhu Zhanji narrowed his eyes and said, "Brother Dehua is separated from my younger brother?"

Fang Xing was a little hesitant, and he was surprised when he heard the words: "How is it possible! I have to... well, I have to live a stable life in the future!"

This thing originally wanted to say that I still want to be your backer after you ascend the throne, and the precipice of birth share or something is your illusion.

But thinking about it, I still have to be more reserved, so I changed the pattern when I spoke.

Zhu Zhanji, who was taken aback by Fang Xing's 'affectionate' gaze, took a sip of wine in a hurry, then looked around, and said in a low voice: "A few days ago I was inseparable, and today I found out that you are in Gunzhou Prefecture. Encountered horse bandits outside."

"Brother Dehua! My little brother was almost frightened when he heard the news!"

When Liu Pu and Zheng Neng came in, what they saw was a picture of 'affectionate style'.

Fuck! I never heard that the grandson of the emperor had that hobby!

Zheng Neng gave Liu Pu a questioning look, but got no response.

After sitting down, Zheng Neng thought carefully.

No wonder this Fang Dehua moved from Beiping to Jinling, and the grandson of the emperor even gave a farm near the city as a gift.

You must know that the farms under Jubao Mountain are all owned by dignitaries, or descendants of the Zhu family!

Do they really have...

For the rest of the time, Zheng Neng was barely coping. He felt that he had to inform his father in Xuanfu of the news in time.

The emperor's grandson never lacked women, but none of his children came out.

If the grandson of the emperor was that, Zheng Neng felt that he still had to reconsider his position.

After returning home, the half-drunk Fang Xing got the care of his wife and concubine.

"I don't drink that hangover soup!"

Fang Xing was pressed on the bed by Xiao Bai, while Zhang Shuhui was coaxing a child, holding a bowl of steaming soup, trying to pour it down for him.

"Husband, this hangover soup was learned by my concubine at her mother's house. I guarantee that you won't have a headache when you wake up tomorrow."

"Come, I will feed you."

"Gudong! Gudong..."

Fang Xing lay down on the kang after drinking a bowl of weird hangover soup, muttering, "Murder my husband..."

Xiao Bai let go of Fang Xing, and listening to the even breathing, he stuck out his tongue and said, "Young madam, what should we do if the young master loses his temper tomorrow?"

Zhang Shuhui put the bowl on the table and said with a snicker, "Husband will definitely not remember this tomorrow."

Fang Xing often breaks up after drinking too much, and can't remember anything about drinking.

The next day, Fang Xing who woke up really forgot about being given sober soup.

"Shu Hui, I drank so much yesterday that I didn't even have a headache. It seems that my drinking capacity has increased a lot!"

Zhang Shuhui quickly complimented her a few words, then pursed her lips and smirked.

Pushing open the door of the bedroom, a gust of fresh air lifted Fang Xing's spirit. He stretched himself comfortably, and said to Xiao Bai who was gargling in the yard: "Xiao Bai,

Where's the bell? "

Xiaobai was stunned, and quickly took a sneak peek inside. After seeing nothing unusual, he laughed and said, "Master, Bell went out to look for food."

"A little milk dog, what food are you looking for! I'll get you some meat later, remember to feed it raw!"

Seeing Zhang Shuhui coming out, Xiaobai responded with a normal expression, as if he had been pardoned: "Understood, young master."

After Fang woke up, Xiaobai ran over and asked, "Young madam, did the young master really not notice?"

Looking at Fang Xing's steady back, Zhang Shuhui smiled and said, "No, it's like a normal person."

Xiaobai was a little disappointed, feeling that as Fang Xing's...person next to him, he hadn't noticed this problem all this time, what a failure!

It can be said that Fang Xing was under Fang Hongjian's control, and had no chance to drink at all.

After breakfast, Fang Xing went to the study, preparing to teach Zhu Zhanji and Ma Su.

But as soon as he entered, he saw not only Zhu Zhanji and Ma Su, but also a big man standing by the door with a bunch of things in his hands.

Especially those pieces of bacon made Fang Xing feel that something was wrong.

Maybe it was Fang Xing's strange eyes that made the big man feel a little uncomfortable, he laughed and said, "Brother Dehua, the younger brother is Liu Pu! Didn't we drink together yesterday?"

Both Zhu Zhanji and Ma Su looked at Fang Xing with strange expressions, and immediately thought of Fang Xing's reaction after sobering up.

"Brother Dehua..."

Ma Su nodded, and said with sympathy: "The last time the teacher asked me to come to class the next afternoon after drinking, and it turned out..."

Zhu Zhanji was delighted when he heard it, and asked in a low voice, "How did it turn out?"

Ma Su's expression was a bit distorted: "As a result, the teacher arrived in the study early in the morning and didn't see me... Later, I was punished for copying and not being late five hundred times."

"Cough cough cough!"

Zhu Zhanji couldn't bear it anymore, he clutched his stomach, his face was swollen and red, and he coughed dryly.

Fang Xing was still recalling what happened yesterday, he hesitated, "Well...yesterday...well, but why are you here with a gift? I'm not born today!"

Liu Pu looked at Zhu Zhanji with tears in his eyes: "His Royal Highness can prove that I said yesterday that I want to learn from Brother Dehua."

Zhu Zhanji was still holding back his laughter. After hearing this, he nodded, indicating that he could testify.

"Ahem! Be serious!"

Fang Xing lifted the ruler and immediately suppressed Zhu Zhanji, then he pretended to remember and said, "It turned out to be Xiao Liu! Sit down quickly, I said, why are you bringing things here? It's too expensive."

Liu Pu was almost dizzy by Fang Xing's divine reaction, he said dryly, "Well...my mother said that there is a teacher apprentice ceremony, so just, just..."

Fang Xing rubbed the center of his brows, waved Liu Pu to sit down, and then prepared to give a lecture regardless of what happened yesterday.

After Liu Pu sat down, Fang Xing thought for a while and said, "Since you're here, you should study hard, but you're not too young, so you can just call me brother Dehua from now on, and you don't need to address me as teacher or sir."

"oh."

Liu Pu felt a little weird today, but after seeing that Zhu Zhanji had no abnormal reaction, he put aside the matter and began to listen to the lecture.

Among the nobles, there are those with a long-term vision, who have already seen that military generals will not be popular in the future, so they try to get their children to study.

Among them, the British public Zhang Fu is the most typical-he himself is always fond of reading books, and often communicates with great Confucians.