Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

The next day, upon entering the Office of the Grand Tutor again, Fang Zheng Yi's eyes twitched uncontrollably at the sight of the Crown Prince.

He saw the Crown Prince limping towards him, and Fang Zheng Yi quickly went to meet him.

"Your Highness, what happened to your leg? Were you beaten again?"

Li Yuan Zhao said with grief and indignation, "Yes! Yesterday, my father summoned me and, out of nowhere, gave me another beating!"

"Damn it! This tyrannical ruler! I can't stay in this palace any longer... Let's go! Let's hide at your house for a few days. I can't take this kind of life anymore!"

Fang Zheng Yi hurriedly consoled him, "Your Highness, as the saying goes, 'Spare the rod and spoil the child'... This is all fatherly love! I can't even ask for it!"

Li Yuan Zhao grimaced, "Okay! I'll go tell my father now to let you experience it too!"

"That won't be necessary."

Li Yuan Zhao said with melancholy, "Lao Fang, do you think I'm really my father's biological son...?"

Fang Zheng Yi shuddered, "Your Highness, be careful what you say! How could you not be his biological son? Only a biological son can be beaten like this. I was beaten like this when I was a kid!"

"Then why aren't my older sisters and younger sisters beaten?"

What a beast! To ask such a question!

Fang Zheng Yi was instantly choked, and he said with a long face, "Your Highness, you really have great prospects!"

Hearing the sarcasm in Fang Zheng Yi's words, Li Yuan Zhao chuckled twice and then said, "But I really want to leave the palace. I just heard a few scholars in the Office of the Grand Tutor talking about some poetry debate..."

"I've never been to any poetry debates in all my life. Ever since I came back from Peach Blossom Village last time, I've always wanted to go out and see the world, but unfortunately, I haven't had the chance."

As he spoke, he kept hinting at Fang Zheng Yi with his eyes.

Fang Zheng Yi looked at his nose and his nose looked at his heart: "In my opinion, lying at home is the most comfortable. No place is better than my bed!"

Seeing that his hints were not working, Li Yuan Zhao immediately jumped up and said, "Lao Fang! I want to go to the poetry debate! Don't you have the gold medal given by my father? I'll disguise myself and you take me out!"

Fang Zheng Yi sighed helplessly, "Your Highness, can you even write poetry?"

Li Yuan Zhao raised his head and said, "Why wouldn't I be able to! Today, I'll write one on the spot: Born a martial emperor, I...."

"Ah! Okay, okay! I've already experienced Your Highness's poetic talent!" Fang Zheng Yi quickly called a stop.

Good heavens, he hasn't even ascended the throne yet, and he's already given himself the title of Martial Emperor. Fang Zheng Yi was afraid that his heart couldn't take it if he listened any longer.

"Lao Fang! Give me a straight answer! Can we go or not!"

"No! First, we'll be scolded if we're discovered. Second, we don't have an invitation. Third, I can't take you out! Your Highness, what do you think we should do?"

Li Yuan Zhao said excitedly, "These aren't problems. I'll get you the invitation right away. Tonight, I'll disguise myself as a guard and go out with you. We'll be back quickly, and no one will find out! How about it?"

Looking at Li Yuan Zhao's eager eyes, Fang Zheng Yi hesitated.

The Crown Prince was indeed a little pitiful, and it was his fault that he had been beaten so much recently.

Secondly, his extracurricular life was too lacking, which was not conducive to his physical and mental health. Every day in the palace, he was either reading or just staying there, with no fun at all.

Even a lying-flat expert like Fang Zheng Yi couldn't adapt to such a life.

What's more, the Crown Prince was still a teenager in his teens, at an age when he was playful and liked to have fun. It would be abnormal if he didn't want to go out.

Meeting Li Yuan Zhao's expectant eyes, Fang Zheng Yi finally softened.

He could only say, "We're all brothers, so let's go out! But once we get outside, you must listen to me. I can't afford to take responsibility if something goes wrong."

"Great! I knew you were loyal! Liu Jin! Liu Jin! Go find those scholars and get me a few invitations to the poetry debate! And get me a set of casual clothes!"

Liu Jin, who was listening on the side, was sweating profusely, because he still had to go to the emperor to report tonight.

What if the Crown Prince ran away!?

But when Li Yuan Zhao spoke, he could only obediently go to the scholars to ask for invitations.

Before long, he brought back a few unsigned invitations and a set of guard clothes, and he sobbed, "Your Highness... these are the unsigned invitations that this servant was able to get... Please come back early!!"

"I know! If anyone asks, remember to cover for me... If anything happens, I'll hold you accountable!"

.......................

When it was time to leave work, Fang Zheng Yi came to find the Crown Prince on time.

The moment they met, he was speechless.

Li Yuan Zhao was wearing a guard's uniform, and his face was painted messily.

After a moment of silence, Fang Zheng Yi opened his mouth and said, "Your Highness, who did your makeup?"

Li Yuan Zhao said triumphantly, "I did it myself. I don't trust those servants to do it clumsily. Look at how I painted it?"

"Great... With this skill, Your Highness is more than qualified to be the magistrate of Gotham County!" Fang Zheng Yi couldn't help but compliment.

"Gotham? Where is that? I've never heard of this place."

"Oh, the capital of a foreign country called Pretty Country!"

"Pretty Country!? Novel! Lao Fang, you really know a lot!"

"................"

Without delay, Fang Zheng Yi pulled Li Yuan Zhao away.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly. Although the guard was a little suspicious when he saw Li Yuan Zhao's face painted like a clown, Fang Zheng Yi showed his gold medal and was still allowed to pass.

Riding in a carriage, the two successfully arrived at Fang's residence.

As soon as he got out of the carriage, Fang Zheng Yi immediately called Xiao Tao over and pointed to Li Yuan Zhao beside him and said, "Xiao Tao, this is my newly recognized little brother. Go wash his face and put on some makeup!"

Li Yuan Zhao shouted unhappily, "Why do I have to wash my face! And redo my makeup!?"

Xiao Tao didn't speak, but gave Li Yuan Zhao a pitiful look.

She thought to herself that the young master's kindness had struck again, and he was even bringing home a mentally handicapped child after arriving in the capital.

So she directly grabbed Li Yuan Zhao's sleeve and walked into the house.

Before long, the makeup was done. Professionals were professionals. After Xiao Tao's touch, Li Yuan Zhao immediately turned into a simple and unadorned teenager.

His long hair was also styled like a model student.

Fang Zheng Yi scrutinized him for a while and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad! In a while, you'll say you're my study boy! Refer to yourself as 'I', understand?"

"I ~! Understood," Li Yuan Zhao learned a sentence.

Xiao Tao once again cast a look of pity...

After that, Fang Zheng Yi called Zhang Biao over again and told him about the situation. This time, he must bring guards to protect the Crown Prince.

As soon as he heard that it was Zhang Biao, Li Yuan Zhao's eyes lit up, and he rolled up one sleeve and flexed his biceps.

He said loudly, "You are Zhang Biao!? I... I want to compete with you!"

A trace of contempt flashed through Zhang Biao's wise eyes, and he said in a simple voice, "Forget it, murder is against the law."

He had just heard Xiao Tao say that this was the young master's newly picked-up mentally handicapped child, so he wouldn't bother with him!

Fang Zheng Yi glanced at Li Yuan Zhao and curled his lips in disdain.

Young people really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. My Brother Biao is invincible!

Then he casually handed a tael of silver over, and Zhang Biao immediately understood and pressed it into a silver cake.

Fang Zheng Yi handed the silver cake to Li Yuan Zhao: "This is your pocket money. Be economical when you go out."

Li Yuan Zhao took the silver cake, which still had residual body temperature on it... He weakly glanced at Zhang Biao and said with a guilty conscience, "Your guard only has brute strength, if I..."

"Young Master, this time when you go out, should I bring the arsenic, blowgun, sleeping pills, scissors...?"

Fang Zheng Yi waved his hand: "Ah~ There's no need for arsenic. We're all scholars, poisoning is too dirty!"

"....." Li Yuan Zhao closed his mouth in time and stood honestly.

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