Zhang Chang looked at Fang Zhengyi in surprise.
How is it possible? Isn't this man a reckless man? He eliminated the hostility of most people so easily.
It seems that I underestimated this person...
Seeing Fang Zheng coming back quickly, Zhang Chang immediately greeted him with a smile.
Just as he was about to speak, Fang Zheng grabbed his shoulder.
Fang Zhengyi's murderous voice came from his ears: "Boy, if you want to get back Jia Liang's face, you can fight with me at any time, but today... I am not in the mood to play with you, Zhang Biao!"
Zhang Biao silently opened half of his clothes, revealing a row of cold flying knives...
Zhang Chang immediately felt scared to death and broke out in a cold sweat.
What does Fang Zhengyi mean? He wants to kill someone just because of a disagreement? And he even threatens me with a weapon?
He said tremblingly: "Master Fang...Master Fang, you are joking. I just want to catch a glimpse of Master Fang's elegance."
Fang Zhengyi sneered: "Charming?...You'll regret it if you really see it..."
"Hehe...hehe...I dare not, I dare not..." Zhang Chang was shrinking like a quail at this moment, his eyes fixed on the flying knife under Zhang Biao's clothes.
I was afraid that he would throw it out in the next second.
Fang Zhengyi's expression changed from gloomy to cheerful, and he patted Zhang Chang's face with a smile: "If you mess with me again, you will be in trouble! ... Don't say I didn't warn you... Get lost!"
Zhang Chang's face turned pale and he nodded repeatedly. As soon as Fang Zheng let go of him, he immediately ran away.
Looking at Zhang Chang's sad back as he left, Fang Zhengyi was filled with disdain.
As expected, these noble young men in the capital city grew up in a honeypot and have never seen real swords and guns.
The eggs shrink when frightened...
"Okay, put your stuff away and show me where Li Yuan is!"
Ning Hongyuan, who was sitting not far away, saw the whole scene. He then smiled slightly, said goodbye to his table mates, and followed Zhang Chang who was leaving in a desolate manner.
.....
While people in the cabin were discussing poetry enthusiastically, Fang Zhengyi had already stepped out of the cabin door and headed straight for the side of the ship.
At a glance, I saw Li Yuanzhao arguing with a servant.
Fang Zheng was amused when he saw this, and hurried over: "What happened? Why did you start a fight?"
When the servant saw Fang Zheng dressed in fancy clothes, he immediately bowed and said, "Sir, he is your bodyguard, right? I was throwing leftovers into the river just now, but he stopped me and that's why we had a quarrel. You have to make the decision for me."
"Hmm?" Fang Zhengyi looked at Li Yuanzhao in confusion.
Li Yuanzhao complained: "Old Fang! You don't know, there was still half of the dish left and this bastard threw it all into the river!"
"Look, there's a beggar on the other side of the lake. Isn't that a waste? I scolded him but he still refused to accept it!"
What a virtuous prince!
Fang Zheng was immediately filled with awe! He raised his hand and gave the boy a big slap!
"Who told you to throw it away? It's shameful to waste it!"
After being hit hard, the servant was stunned for a moment and almost cried.
She cried, "My lord, I am wronged! Those are just leftovers, food that no one eats anymore. This is how they usually deal with it!!"
Fang Zhengyi took out a small ingot of silver from his pocket and handed it to the servant, saying, "No need to explain. Leave all the leftovers for me. I'll take them away when we get off the boat. Remember, don't take the soup!"
When the servant saw the silver, he immediately nodded and bowed: "Okay! Don't worry!"
Turning around, the servant's face immediately changed, and he muttered: "Poor looking... bah... dog-like thing!"
"Lao Fang, he scolded you!" Li Yuanzhao had sharp ears and heard the servant's complaints immediately.
Upon hearing this, the servant ran away.
Fang Zheng waved his hand and said, "You can scold me if you want. There are many people scolding me, and I can't lose a piece of meat. But why did you suddenly think of saving these leftovers?"
Li Yuanzhao looked at the servant's back and said angrily: "What else can I think? One side has no food to eat! The other side is thrown into the river!"
"I went to the homes of ordinary people and saw that they were eating rotten porridge, but here they are eating fish and meat and throwing them into the river! Is this fair?"
Fang Zheng patted Li Yuanzhao on the shoulder and sighed, "This is what they call wine and meat in the rich houses while frozen bones in the streets. This is how the world is sometimes. Don't be impatient and take your time."
"After we get off the boat, I'll go with you to give the leftovers to the beggars."
"It's cold outside, Elbow! Come inside with me!"
Li Yuanzhao seemed a little disappointed, but he still followed Fang Zhengyi back obediently.
Fang Zheng squinted at him and asked, "What? Are you angry?"
"Yes! I'm itching to beat someone up now!"
"Hey, what a coincidence, I thought so too, so why not go back and fight Liu Jin!"
"good!"
.................
The two returned to their original positions, and the hall was already filled with noise!
There are countless layers of poems posted on the exhibition wall. A maid downstairs is responsible for copying them. After they are written, they are sent to Luo Ningxin's boudoir. After comments, the maid will pass the wooden sign back, which is basically divided into three grades: high, medium and low.
Of course, the most important thing is the evaluation among scholars. After all, no matter how beautiful the courtesan is, the core of this poetry debate is still poetry.
Zhang Chang was still sitting in the chair in shock. When people on both sides of him spoke to him, he just pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly and then remained silent, with his eyes rolling occasionally.
Ning Hongyuan observed for a while and then came forward and whispered in Zhang Chang's ear: "Mr. Zhang? Can you come out and talk?"
Zhang Chang turned his head and glanced at him woodenly, then continued to be in a daze.
Ning Hongyuan helplessly whispered: "Fang Zhengyi..."
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