Fang Zheng was watching the movement behind him while walking. He made up his mind that if the unruly princess really sent someone to kill him, he would turn around - reason with her well. Everyone is young, so it is easy to communicate.

Fang Zheng was almost gone, and the princess's pursuers had not arrived yet, so Fang Zheng quickly flashed and disappeared into the crowd. Fortunately! This life was picked up, and he secretly decided to keep a distance from the Princess Changping in the future. It is said that being with the king is like a tiger, and it is almost the same for a princess. He can't afford to provoke a creature like a princess. I can't afford to provoke a princess, but I can't afford to hide?

When I got home, it was already at night when I was holding the lights. Fang Zheng quietly rushed into the door and walked towards the courtyard. He saw servants along the way, without even saying hello. - Master Fang was beaten up during the day, and his nose and face were so blue that he had the nerve to meet people?

Xiaolu stood outside the yard waiting for him. Seeing his miserable and down-and-out look, she was shocked. Fang Zheng said a lot of good things, and then stopped her and did not let her report to the master's wife.

After taking a shower, Xiaolu gave Fang Zheng some stuttering wine and served him food. Fang Zheng was so moved that he wanted to eat the rouge on her mouth, but Xiaolu didn't let him go.

The next day, Master Fang skipped class for the first time. First, there was still bruises on his face and was embarrassed to go out. Second, he was afraid that the princess would run to the academy to cause trouble for him. Although most of the time, he would not kill him, but who knew how that willful princess would mess with him? So Master Fang simply hangs the battle-free card, do you do whatever you want, can I hide?

As usual, Fang Zheng slept until midnight before getting up. Just after washing up, the servant came to report that a woman named Fengjie was in the doorman and wanted to see him.

Fang Zheng scratched his head and said, "The name is quite familiar... Who is Sister Feng?"

Xiaowu came over and whispered, "Young Master, have you forgotten? It's the female shopkeeper in Ruyuzhai." Xiaowu was sent out by Fang Zheng to do something else yesterday, but he didn't catch up with the grand event of being beaten. Since he learned that the young master was bravely injured in the morning, Xiaowu was extremely regretful and thought that he had not fulfilled his responsibility to protect the young master. He had to break his fingers to apologize. If Fang Zheng had not stopped him, Xiaowu would have become a nine-finger book boy.

"Oh!" Fang Zheng patted his forehead and suddenly said, "Look at my memory! Oh no! Sister Feng seemed to be asking me to do something last time, what's the matter?" Master Fang had many people and had long forgotten what he promised others.

"Young Master, Sister Feng wants to ask you to tell Butler Sun that she wants to buy a piece of land in the north of our Fang family..."

"Yes, buy land. Well, please call Butler Sun over here, and then go to the doorman to say to Sister Feng, and ask her to wait for a while, hurry up!"

Xiaowu left, and Xiaolu interrupted, "Young master, you'd better report to the master about selling land, butler Sun can't make the decision."

"Who can make the decision?"

"All the land deeds are in the hands of the master. The master said that the land of the Fang family will be left to future generations, and no matter how high the price is, the land will not be sold."

"Aren't I his descendant? Why do I do so much land? I can't get any profit if I smash the silver inside. It's so wasteful."

Fang Zheng didn't understand the investment philosophy of ancient people, making money, buying land, making money, and buying land... What's the use of buying too much land? Especially in this chaotic world, maybe one day the country will change its owner. At that time, it will have to say whether the new owner recognizes you, the landlord.

At the time of tea, Butler Sun arrived in a hurry.

Butler Sun is a very kind person. He is in his forties or fifties, kind-hearted and fat, and at first sight, he reminds people of the old man who retired from his neighbor when he was a child, walking birds, playing chess, and occasionally grabs a pair of candy and stir-fried chestnuts into your hands.

Fang Zheng has a good impression of Butler Sun. Every time he sees Butler Sun's funny face, he always makes him feel much better.

Butler Sun lifted up the embroidered curtain and came in, bowed and smiled, "Young Master summoned me in such a hurry, I wonder what's important?"

"Oh, Butler Sun, I have something to bother you," Fang Zheng paused, and then said, "A few days ago, I promised a friend to sell a piece of land in the north of our city to her. Do you think this will be done?"

Butler Sun frowned and shook his head, "Young Master, this matter is just difficult to deal with. Master has long..."

"Hey, stop! I know my father's rules. I just want to ask you, is there any way to make adjustments in this matter?"

"It's difficult to adapt. The master made a family rule many years ago. Unless the land under our Fang family's own shop on the land, it would rather leave the land empty than sell it to others..."

"What about renting? Can't you rent it to someone else?"

"Not even, the master said that the Fang family is not short of this money, so it's better to be empty if it's empty."

"Our Fang family's industry?" Fang Zheng smacked his lips, his eyes rolled, and he made up his mind: "Is there a way to adapt... Isn't this a way?"

"Young Master, do you have a way? I can remind you that it's hard to speak there." Butler Sun said carefully.

"Okay, don't worry about this matter, butler, I'm responsible. You can go and invite Sister Feng over here."

After a while, Feng Jie swayed her delicate figure and lifted the embroidered curtain. Fang Zheng was shocked when he saw Feng Jie. Feng Jie in front of him had not applied thick makeup, had plain face, red lips, dark eyebrows, bright eyes, and a long lavender waist dress that made him look more slender and slender waist. Is this... still the Feng Jie who looks like Uncle McDonald's?

Seeing Fang Zheng open his mouth wide in surprise, Sister Feng flew at him with a angrily look. This glance made Fang Zheng feel excited and came back to her senses.

Fang Zheng looked up and down at Sister Feng, and said in his mouth: "I don't understand, I really don't understand..."

Feng Jie smiled and said, "Young Master Fang, what don't you understand?"

Fang Zheng said: "I don't understand. He is clearly a peerless beauty. Why did you dress yourself up like that before?"

"Young Master Fang, you are really good at joking. Sister, I am already old and ugly. How can I compare with those little girls?"

"I'll ask you, Sister Feng, how old are you this year?"

"Prince, you little bad guy, don't you know the older you are, the less you can't ask?" Fang Zheng's upgrade from "Young Master Fang" to "Little Bad guy", making Fang Zheng feel itchy.

"Sister Feng, you are not old. Why do I look like I'm only fifteen or sixteen years old..."

"Girl, little bad guy, you are so sweet. I'm already twenty-four in my sister."

"Haha, I'm still young at the age of twenty-four, let alone a stunning beauty like Sister Feng, who is born with beautiful beauty and has a jade bone and ice skin. Even when she is eighty, she is still a stunning beauty," Fang Zheng immediately changed the subject: "Sister Feng is here to the humble house today, what's wrong?"

"Hmph, you're still asking, little bad guy, I'll ask you, what did you promise me last time? How many days have passed? I can't wait for my sister, so I have to come to your house with shamelessness. If it's done, you have to tell me."

"Well..." Fang Zheng thought in disgust: "Sister Feng, this matter is a bit difficult. I didn't think about it carefully when I promised you last time. When I came back, I asked, "Oh... my father scolded me and said that I didn't maintain my family business, but instead sold my family property. Sister Feng, you don't know, my father almost beat me to death. Look, the wound on my face has not yet disappeared, I haven't lie to you."

As he said that, Fang Zheng put his face up, and his face was bruised yesterday, which was just right in handy today.

"Ouch! What do you mean? Come and let your sister touch it," Sister Feng felt pity and hugged Fang Zheng in her arms. Fang Zheng felt like he was in a warm and soft embrace. A refreshing fragrance came to his nose. This was really a blessing. Master Fang closed his eyes and was intoxicated, and his hands unconsciously put on Sister Feng's soft and slender waist...

"Little bad guy, don't you feel quite comfortable?"

Fang Zheng closed his eyes and nodded involuntarily. It was not as comfortable as he could. He really wanted to plunge into this warm and fragrant embrace and never wake up.

Suddenly Fang Zheng felt a sharp pain on his arm. When he looked up, he saw that Feng Jie was blushing. He gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Why don't you let go of your thief's hand, where can you touch it?"

Fang Zheng was stunned and looked down at his hands. At some point, he slid from Feng Jie's slender waist to her round and high buttocks.

Fang Zheng let go of his hand awkwardly, touched his nose and said dryly, "Haha, the slope is too steep, it slips down accidentally, haha, forgive me, forgive me."

Sister Feng glanced at Fang Zheng charmingly and said, "Okay, let's talk about serious business, little bad guy, can't you help your sister think of ways?"

Fang Zheng glanced at Sister Feng and said, "Sister Feng, I'm wondering, why do you have to have the land in my family? The north of the city is so big, it's impossible that only the land in my family is suitable for opening a semicolon, right?"

Sister Feng sighed quietly, "Do you think I didn't look for another place? To be honest, there are, but they are not as good as the land you have. It's either too far from the street or too small. I have to say that Mr. Fang does have a vision and has a look at the most important place at a glance. He bought them just right in all parts of the world. Now that piece of land is just used as a warehouse for the Fang family's business. I really don't know what Ling Zun thought."

The shops in prime locations are used as warehouses for tun cloth? Is it too wasteful for the old man? Fang Zheng felt distressed when he heard this. This will be my money in the future. If I earn one point less, I will spend one point less. When I look back, I have to talk to the old man.

"Sister Feng, my father once said that the Fang family does everything, but it just doesn't sell land. This is... difficult to deal with!"

"I believe you little villain will always have a solution. Besides, the sister not only gives money to the land, but also has 20% higher than the market price. To be honest, your Fang family has not lost at this price." Feng Jie talked about the transaction in a reasonable and concise manner, and she no longer looked as charming as she had just been.

"This is not a matter of money," Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "How can a son violate the family rules set by my father? My father once said that the Fang family's land must be the Fang family's own property. Even if you make money every day, it is not Fang."

Sister Feng's expression was extremely disappointed, and her little face collapsed, and she said dejectedly: "In this way, are there no hope for this?"

Seeing that the fire had arrived, Fang Zheng coughed and said with a clear cough, "If you want to tell me the solution, it's not without..."

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