Lotus Tower is the second best in the world

As soon as Fang Duobing started talking, he couldn't stop talking.

The girl was a very devout listener, with a pair of dark eyes that almost never moved away from Fang Duoying's face as he talked.

Fang Duobing traveled around the world for such a short time, but he really encountered a lot of things, including the cases he encountered during this period. After exaggerating from three to seventy percent, the story became more and more fascinating.

Princess Zhaoling, who was hiding in a boudoir and had little knowledge, was so fascinated by what she heard that she even forgot to eat the preserved fruit that was brought to her mouth.

Either she loses the etiquette that a princess should have, makes a fuss, or keeps asking why.

Time passed quickly, and the sound of a wooden hammer hitting the wooden board was heard outside, followed closely by the cadence of the watchman's shouts.

"Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang——"

"It's freezing cold~"

Fang Duoying, who had a dry mouth, took a sip of the tea on the table, glanced at the girl opposite who looked energetic and not sleepy at all, and felt particularly satisfied.

But he still put down his teacup and said:

"Princess, let's stop here today. It's already the fourth watch."

"Ooh!"

The girl nodded, with an unfinished look on her face.

The anecdotes about the world that she heard from Fang Duobing were much more true than those in the book. These were all Fang Duobing’s personal experiences. From his words, she could also feel that the dangerous things that the other party encountered at that time were What kind of mentality do you have to deal with it?

Generally speaking, her future prince-in-law is not the kind of embroidered pillow. Compared with an industrious scholar, she prefers such a young knight in the world, who is brave and resourceful, heroic and courageous, and can conquer the world with a sword!

Hee hee, it sounds so desirable!
"Yawn~"

Zhao Ling stretched, yawned, and said crisply:

"It's getting late today, so I won't keep you here. Please retreat for now."

Fang Duobing smiled slightly, stood up and cupped his hands and said:
"Then I won't disturb the princess' rest. Fang Duo is sick and will retire."

After all, turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute. Remember to introduce Li Lianpeng, who is an excellent cook, to my princess tomorrow. Don't forget it."

Zhao Ling added hurriedly.

Fang Duobing paused, then said without looking back:
"Don't worry, princess. I will definitely do as you are told."

……

The He Mansion belongs to a large family in Jinling. The courtyard covers an area of ​​[-] acres. There are rockeries, real water, and everything you need. After Fang Duobing left the courtyard where Princess Zhaoling lived, he was led by a servant who was familiar with the road and came to the courtyard where his cousin He Weiming lived. inside.

He Weiming is the second eldest nephew of the He family. His eldest brother He Wenqiu serves in the Jinling City government. He is a sixth-rank official and is a leader among the younger generation of the He family.

However, He Weiming had never held any official position. He was a man of romantic nature, good food and fun, and was an out-and-out playboy.

However, he is not a bad person. He has never bullied men and dominated women. At most, he just relies on his family's extra wealth and often visits Goulan Restaurant to make friends with some children from aristocratic families who have the same hobby.

Of course, compared with Fang Duobing's family background, it is still inferior.

After all, Fang Duobing's father is the current minister, which can be said to be inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.

"He Weiming, open the door!"

Fang Duobing drove the servant away, came to the door of He Weiming's bedroom, and banged the two wooden doors.

Not long after, a young man with weak legs and sleepy eyes opened the door and walked out. Looking at Fang Duobing at the door, He Weiming let out a long yawn, blinked in confusion, and asked:

"Xiaobao, why haven't you fallen asleep in the middle of the night?"

After they had dinner together in the evening, Fang Duobing was called away by the He family's mistress. He Weiming probably didn't know that the princess of the dynasty was in the house.

Otherwise, with this guy's temperament, he probably wouldn't have gone to bed so early.

Fang Duobing glanced at him suspiciously, "Do you really not know what happened?"

"What, what's wrong?" He Weiming looked confused and had no idea what Fang Duobing was talking about.

Seeing this, Fang Duobing stopped embarrassing him and waved his hand tiredly, "That's all, it's okay. Cousin, you can go back to sleep." After saying that, without waiting for He Weiming to ask the reason, he walked straight towards the guest room next to him. .

After coming into the house and closing the door, Fang Duobing sat at the table and recalled what he and Zhao Ling said tonight to see if there was anything inappropriate.

Fang Duobing's memory has been very good since he was a child, otherwise he wouldn't have been so good at martial arts at such a young age.

After thinking about it carefully and realizing that there was nothing wrong, he went to the bed next to him, put on his clothes and lay down.

It seemed like he was telling stories tonight, but in fact, he passed on a lot of unknown information to Princess Zhaoling through storytelling.

If the princess returns to the palace and the emperor asks about it, she will tell the suspicious emperor herself.

An innocent and romantic princess will not lie. I hope that person will exist and will not be suspicious of their Fang family anymore.

……

The next day, at dawn, the doorman at the Li Mansion in Jinling informed the master's family that someone was coming to visit.

Li Lianpeng was sleeping soundly when she vaguely heard a gentle voice coming from outside the door, and reluctantly got dressed.

The place around him was already empty. Su Xiaoyong didn't know when he got up, and he didn't know where he went.

Opening the door and looking at the young man outside, Li Lianpeng asked: "Who is visiting the house so early in the morning?"

"Sir, it's Fang Duobing, Fang Shaoxia."

The doorman was originally from the Su family, his name was Su Jianfang, and he was a very clever young man.

Because Li Lianpeng bought this house in Jinling City and would not live there permanently, all his business operations were in Yangzhou City.

Therefore, someone who knows the local area extremely well is needed to take care of the industry in Jinling after they leave.

This Su Jianfang is the talent that needs to be cultivated to be in charge.

He was literate and numerate, and had a pretty good mind. Mr. Su said that he originally planned to train this child and follow the horse dealer to travel all over the country to expand the Su family's business.

Seeing that there was no one available for Li Lianpeng's grandson-in-law in Jinling, he gave it to him.

Li Lianpeng was very grateful and gave the old man a big gift on the spot.

Talent is the currency of this information-backed generation, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate one.

After all, this was an ancient world where only nobles could read, ordinary people just wanted to have food and clothing, and the gap between rich and poor was huge.

"Fang Duobei? What's wrong with this brat? Let's go and take a look."

Li Lianpeng walked towards the front yard first.

Su Jianfang, who temporarily acted as the doorman, followed closely behind.

When we came to the living room in the front yard, Fang Duobing was having breakfast and a few steamed buns.

Seeing Li Lianpeng, the boy handed over the steaming buns in the paper bag.
"Want to eat?"

Li Lianpeng waved his hand. He was disturbed by you, a brat, so why did he eat steamed buns?

"Tell me, what are you doing here this early in the morning?"

"What's important?"

Fang Duobing didn't feel annoyed when he saw him asking him questions, but continued to eat steamed buns very calmly.

Li Lianpeng took a deep breath and said to Su Jianfang on the side: "Jianfang, go to the kitchen and ask someone to bring a bowl of porridge."

"Yes, sir."

Su Jianfang led Ming to go.

This young man was worthy of being trained by Mr. Su. He was really stubborn. Li Lianpeng corrected him several times but was unwilling to call him a young master. When he spoke, he was a respectful master.

Li Lianpeng had no choice but to let him go.

(End of this chapter)