I don’t know what Master Li said to Taohong, but when the group arrived at the pharmacy, Taohong no longer followed them.

The stone in Feng Qing's heart finally fell down.

If Taohong insists on following them back, it will definitely be a dead end. At least Feng Qing still can't stand the casual death at this time.

After buying the medicine, Song's mate wanted to pay the money, but Fang Zheng refused. If Fang Zheng decided, I'm afraid that only Feng Qing and Fang Jiang could change his mind in this world.

After taking the medicine, most of the time has passed.

The few people did not leave separately, so Fang Zheng bought a few bags of pastries for Feng Qing in the pastry shop along the street, while the men of Song and others ate the oil cakes, which were not bad, and the four of them bought six more pieces each.

Six pieces are enough to eat for a day.

Fang Zheng was still thinking about giving Feng Qing a look at the needle and thread, but it was not a good time at this time, and there must be some threads in this town, and there must be some next to it.

Hurry up and within an hour, the few people finally arrived on the ship.

It’s a coincidence that Mr. Ji was the one who followed them.

However, Miss Ji disappeared.

And there were fewer guards following Mr. Ji.

When I saw Fang Zheng again, Mr. Ji returned to the gentle and polite young master. Judging from his expression, he looked a little similar to Fang Zheng.

Not as enthusiastic as in the morning, Mr. Ji nodded to Fang Zheng with a noble look, shook his sleeves, and got on the boat first.

The situation was similar to when he came out. After taking a few steps, Mr. Ji stopped again, looked behind Fang Zheng a few times, and asked in a pretentious manner: "Why is Taohong missing?"

"Is it possible that Mr. Fang doesn't like that?" Mr. Ji looked at Feng Qing like a charity again, "Is it because Mrs. Fang refused?"

"Madam Fang, this is your fault. It is common for men to have three wives and four concubines. Especially as elegant and handsome as Mr. Fang, there are naturally no one around you."

"Fang knows why Mr. Ji can't get the arrow from Fang. It turns out that he is all focused on the woman." Fang Zheng protected the wife behind him and looked directly at Mr. Ji.

These words slapped Mr. Ji’s face like a slap. He pointed at Fang Zheng, "You are fine."

He paused and added, "You will regret it."

Fang Zheng competed against each other, "No."

After saying that, he held Feng Qing's hand, passed by Mr. Ji and his party and went upstairs.

The escort master Song and his friends followed Fang Zheng, looking proud and looked at Mr. Ji more and more angry.

I originally wanted to get angry, but I thought that the sleeve arrow really broke it up and it would take Fang Zheng a day. I'm just going to spare him first and wait until he put the sleeve arrow back, and then see how he dealt with the group.

In just a few breaths, Mr. Ji had already come up with several ways to torture Fang Zheng and others. The scene of Fang Zheng kneeling in front of him and begging for mercy appeared in his mind. Mr. Ji's heart finally got smooth.

He hummed a small song and went upstairs.

The guards following him were frightened. They knew that the young master was the kind of person who could cause trouble if he had nothing to do. If someone dared to pull his beard, he would have to be prepared to be crushed to pieces.

Why did you relieve yourself so easily today?

Not only did the guards not breathe a sigh of relief, they became more and more careful in serving them. They were afraid that the young master would be so worried that he would irritate them.

However, after waiting for a whole day, the young master was not angry and still buried his head in dismantling the sleeve arrows.

Fang Zheng and Feng Qing didn’t care what kind of psychological activities were like.

After walking around the land, the few people returned to the boat and felt that the boat was a little cramped. If it weren't for Feng Qing teaching them another way of playing cards, Song and the four men would have wished they could drive the boat themselves so that they could reach the shore earlier.

Fang Zheng and Feng Qing stayed in the room for the next few days. In addition to completing the writing tasks assigned by Fang Zheng every day, Feng Qing embroidered several handkerchiefs and sachets in the past few days.

If you have something to do, life will pass quickly.

The ship arrived in Jianzhou in a blink of an eye.

Jianzhou is also a famous prefecture in Daye. It is not because of its wealth, but because there is a college here called Qingfeng Academy. Every year, Qingfeng Academy is always the largest number of people in Daye.

Qingfeng Academy was built by Mr. Ji, a great scholar in the contemporary era. Mr. Ji was once the prime minister of Daye and also the imperial teacher. He taught His Majesty today when he was young. He hated His Majesty to be trusted by His Majesty. Mr. Ji also tried his best to the emperor, but he was not greedy for power. Later, he realized that he was older and sought to retire himself. The emperor repeatedly tried to keep him, but Mr. Ji still insisted on returning home and even wrote a letter of thanking for his resignation. The emperor was very moved after reading it, so he reluctantly let him go. He also said that Mr. Ji was the well-deserved Confucian scholar of Daye. After returning to Jianzhou, many people asked Mr. Ji to teach his children. Mr. Ji devoted his efforts to Daye and was willing to teach more talents for His Majesty. Therefore, he built this Qingfeng Academy. During his more than ten years of teaching, he really had countless students, and he could be called a world full of students.

Mr. Ji taught eight Jinshi, more than 30 Juren, and countless scholars.

Fang Zheng naturally admired Mr. Ji's name for a long time, but even if he was Jieyuan in Jingzhou, he was just a general person in the entire Daye. Fang Zheng did not think of visiting him.

For more than ten days, the boatman didn't have much impression of the guests next to him, but he was impressed by Mr. Ji and his party and Fang Zheng and others.

"You guys are here, I hope you can meet you again in the future." Compared to Mr. Ji, the boatman is more willing to deal with Fang Zheng. For some reason, even though Mr. Ji kept smiling on his face, it always gave people a strange feeling, which made people feel cold when they looked at the smile.

"Yeah, why didn't you hear me telling me like this?" Mr. Ji seemed to have calculated the time for Fang Zheng to get off the boat, and followed him again. He looked at the boatman with a bad expression.

The boatman smiled awkwardly: "This - the young master Long Zhang Fengzi, it is naturally a small blessing to be able to ride a small boat."

Mr. Ji sneered habitually and focused on Fang Zheng, "Jianzhou is my master's chassis. Mr. Fang might as well be a guest at the mansion for a few days, how about?"

Although it was an inquiry, the posture was undeniable.

The guards stared at Fang Zheng even more fiercely, for fear that Fang Zheng would run away in the blink of an eye.

"I'm really sorry, Fang still has to rush to go and cannot be a guest at the mansion." Fang Zheng naturally refused.

Mr. Ji raised his eyebrows, "Mr. Fang is not interested in me and he doesn't want to make friends with me?"

Without answering his question, Fang Zheng's eyes fell on Mr. Ji's hand, "I wonder when will the sleeve arrow be returned to Fang?"

Looking back and forth at the sleeve arrows in his hand, Mr. Ji laughed silently, "I haven't studied it thoroughly yet. Mr. Fang might as well borrow this for a while."

This is what I don't want to pay back.

Fang Zheng's lips were also curled up, "Even if you give Mr. Ji a few more days, I think Mr. Ji can't recover. Even if Mr. Ji finds someone who understands it, I'm afraid he needs it--"

After a pause, Fang Zheng said, "It's about half a year."

Fang Zheng moved a few sleeve arrows by himself, knowing the key points of completely dismantling this sleeve arrow. Even though there are many smart people in this world, Fang Zheng still has this confidence.

Mr. Ji's face suddenly became bad. He could not let Fang Zheng stay in Jianzhou for half a year.

But if he doesn't understand the key points, he will definitely not sleep well day and night.

"Why don't you tell me today?" Mr. Ji discussed angrily.

"It's okay." Fang Zheng responded happily.

Mr. Ji's face suddenly became much easier. He handed the disassembled one to Fang Zheng, "Tell me quickly."

In front of everyone, Fang Zheng completely dismantled the sleeve arrow, and then reinstalled it with a quick speed. His hand was so fast that it was dazzling.

"That's all?" Mr. Ji opened his eyes wide. He thought he had extraordinary eyesight, but he still couldn't see Fang Zheng's actions clearly.

Without answering him, Fang Zheng had already pressed his sleeve arrow on his wrist.

"Fang left a drawing on the desk in the room. It was a way to make sleeve arrows. Mr. Ji should go back and take a look soon. If it was too late, I'm afraid that a servant would throw the paper away as waste paper."

As soon as Fang Zheng finished speaking, Mr. Ji had already left like a gust of wind, and several guards were anxious to follow.

Fang Zheng led Feng Qing and slowly got to the shore.

"My husband, when will you put the paper on the desk?" Feng Qing approached Fang Zheng's ear and asked in a low voice.

"After the wife left." The drawing was drawn by Fang Zheng before Feng Qing woke up.

"Have you really told him all the steps to make sleeve arrows?" Such a husband is not the husband she knows about.

Fang Zheng laughed softly, "This is a gift from the wife to be a husband. How can she give it to others for her husband?"

This is the characteristic of the mechanism. The movements seem to be exactly the same as those depicted in the drawings, but only a little bit of error will be very different in the end.

Just know that.

Feng Qing chuckled, grabbed Fang Zheng with his back hand, and said with a smile: "Then let's go quickly and don't let him follow."

"My wife doesn't need to worry." Fang Zheng shook his head, "Even if he catches up, he won't take action."

Besides, Fang Zheng guessed that Young Master Ji might not be able to tell the truth about them in the short world.

Feng Qing was relieved.

Feng Qing didn't see many prefectures and cities, but this Jianzhou still made her eyes shine.

Jianzhou is different from Jingzhou, and there is a breath that makes Feng Qing like.

What kind of aura is it?

Feng Qing thought for a while, but she didn't think it clearly. When she tilted her head and looked at her husband, she suddenly became blessed to her heart.

Yes, this Jianzhou is not luxurious or heavy, but it has a sense of scholarly aura.

Feng Qing didn't know why she could see the scholars being angry when she looked at a city. Seeing the people coming and going, even the vendors on the roadside, they were slowly doing what they were doing, and they exuded a smell that was only found in Fang Zheng.

Of course, these people are not as good as their husbands.

"Madam, do you want to take a look in the city?" Fang Zheng asked in a low voice.

Seeing the lady's eyes shine, Fang Zheng's heart became soft.

If it weren't for the rush to go, if there wasn't Young Master Ji in Jianzhou, Feng Qing would have been willing to walk around the city more. She shook her head, "No need, the weather is good these days, and it's just right for the road. Let's go quickly."

"Master Song, do you have something to buy?" Feng Qing asked when he thought of Master Song and the others following behind them.

A few big men don’t care about food and clothing except for food and clothing.

"No need, it's more important to hurry up."
To be continued...