Gong Qiang was shocked for a long time and didn't come back to his senses.

"Sanlang, you mean, can you meet, emperor, emperor?" Gong Qiang knew the saying that the palace examination was conducted, but not everyone can participate in the palace examination.

It’s not that he thinks that Saburo is not knowledgeable enough, but in Kyoto, it’s not enough to rely solely on knowledge, and he also needs a background.

Gong Qiang knew that he couldn't think of anything too deeply. Since Sanlang said he could participate in the palace examination, he would definitely be able to do so.

Gong Qiang's surprise turned into joy again.

He cleaned up the messy shop more and more quickly.

Feng gently rubbed Fang Zheng's hand, and after rubbing one, he changed to another, until Fang Zheng's hands warmed up, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr., I'll make some ginger soup for you."

"You're scared my wife." Fang Zheng patted his wife's back.

"It's good that my husband is fine." No matter what decision Fang Zheng makes, as long as he is safe and sound.

Feng Qing went to make ginger soup for Fang Zheng and left Fang Zheng to talk to Gong Qiang.

Gong Qiang may be taken to question. Fang Zheng needs to tell Gong Qiang in advance. From the brief relationship between him and Zhao Feng, Fang Zheng knew that this person was deeply thoughtful and cruel, and he was not the people he had met in the past.

If Gong Qiang meets Zhao Feng, if he has not prepared in advance, Zhao Feng will be trapped in a few words.

"Sanlang, don't worry. If someone asks me, I know what to say." Gong Qiang carefully wrote down Fang Zheng's words, and he would definitely not let the Prime Minister harm Sanlang.

"Brother Qiangzi, don't panic. If he threatens, Brother Qiangzi will tell the truth and I can handle it."

"No, I am your brother, I should protect you."

Fang Zheng picked up the cloth on the ground and drained the dust on his head. He said, "Brother Qiangzi, nothing is important. Do what I said. I have plans in my heart, maybe that's right for me."

Fang Zheng said it was sure.

Gong Qiang has always trusted Fang Zheng, and he nodded, "That's good."

When the two of them packed up their shops, it was already lightning outside.

Feng Qing cooked the porridge while cooking ginger soup. She cooked a lot of ginger soup, and each of the three of them drank a bowl.

After drinking the ginger soup, Gong Qiang went out to buy some buns and oil cakes.

When the three of them were having breakfast, Xiaoqian happened to come. Gong Qiang put down the bowls and chopsticks and went to the shop to explain Xiaoqian a few words. The cloth fell on the ground and was stained with dust. Even if it was wiped, it would be worse than the new ones. Gong Qiang and Fang Zheng discussed that these dirty ones would be sold cheaper.

After breakfast and Feng Qing was cleaning the dishes, Fang Zheng followed her.

I was too worried about Fang Zheng last night, and Feng Qing forgot to be afraid. Now that the matter has passed, Feng Qing realized that there was a person dead in the bedroom.

She is a person from later generations and still can't stand the life and death here.

"Madam, can you sleep with your husband for a while?" Fang Zheng took the clean bowl she had washed and said softly.

After his body stiffened, Feng Qing turned his face and looked at Fang Zheng, "Mr., why don't we change the room."

Fang Zheng chuckled, he lowered his head and kissed his wife's lips.

Soon, Feng Qing was captured and her heart was full of energy. Her heartbeats, her cheeks were red, and the fear in her heart was replaced by throbbing. She didn't care that her hands were still wet. Feng Qing raised her arm, hooked Fang Zheng's neck, and devoted herself to the fusion of lips and teeth.

His mind was blank, and Feng Qing felt that his mouth was red, swollen, numb and itchy, and his eyes were moist and moist, and he looked at his husband with a silence.

Fang Zheng could no longer help, and surrounded her waist, picked up the person and returned to the room.

Of course, I went to another one.

Feng Qing was no longer afraid. She was full of heart and eyes. The man in front of her was full of love and tide, and the white face was dripping sweat.

This day passed in chaos.

When Feng Qing woke up, it was already late at night.

Fang Zheng held her in one hand and the book in the other, and noticed the movement of the person in his arms. Fang Zheng put down the book and pushed the hair on Feng Qing's forehead apart, "Does your wife feel better?"

Feng Qing remembered that Fang Zheng was still rubbing her waist before going to bed. He moved now and didn't feel sore.

"Are you hungry?" Fang Zheng lowered his head, kissed his mother's nose, picked up the person directly, wrapped her with a quilt, took the water on the table, and fed her water.

When Feng Qing woke up completely, Fang Zheng said, "I bought meat porridge for my husband and some pastries. Is my wife a little?"

After sleeping for too long, Feng Qing could no longer feel hungry. She looked up, hugged Fang Zheng's waist, and asked, "Did you not eat me either?"

"I ate some porridge."

"Then you can eat with me."

"good."

With the experience of the previous three days, Fang Zheng is already skilled in hot food.

"I found a book for my husband. I still haven't had time to read it. After reading it, my husband told me about it." Before leaving, Fang Zheng took out a book from under his book, handed it to Feng Qing, and made a request.

Feng Qing didn't have time to think about it, so he picked up the book and started reading it.

Even though I have read a lot of books, I still have a headache when I look at Feng Qing in this handwritten traditional Chinese character, especially the content is obscure and difficult to understand, so Feng Qing has to cheer up.

When Fang Zheng came back, Feng Qing had only read two pages.

She struggled to quibble on the third page. When Fang Zheng came back, Feng Qing put down the book with a bitter face, "My husband, you'd better read it yourself. I basically know these words, but it's really difficult to understand when connected."

This book is not a celebrity anecdote or a storybook that Fang Zheng usually gave her, but it actually involves water conservancy projects.

Fang Zheng's purpose was not to ask his wife to tell him the contents of the book. Seeing Feng Qingxiao's face was flushed and there was no gloom in her eyes, Fang Zheng felt relieved and brought the bowl forward, "My wife, eat, watch it for her husband."

If you receive a general amnesty, Feng Qing quickly handed over the book and took the bowl.

After reading two pages of the book, she finally realized she was hungry.

After drinking a whole bowl of porridge and eating two more pieces of red bean cakes, Feng Qing wiped his mouth with satisfaction.

Feng Qing has another advantage, that is, her ability to adapt. After such a day, she is no longer afraid of having Fang Zheng accompanied her.

She patted the bed beside her, "Honey, come up quickly, it's too cold."

While working hard outside, Fang Zheng's hands and feet were cold. Feng Qing wanted to cover him, but Fang Zheng avoided the hand that the wife reached out and rubbed it to warm it up by himself.

"Don't freeze my wife."

"My husband hasn't been sleeping?" Feng Qing touched Heiqing in Fang Zheng's eyes with distress, and quickly pulled his clothes away, "Go to bed quickly, I'll go to the exam again the next day, you have to be well prepared."

Even though he had been sleeping for a long time, with Fang Zheng beside him, Feng Qing still fell asleep quickly.

When he woke up again, it was a little dark outside. Perhaps he was very sleepy. Fang Zheng rarely had no movement, so Feng Qing quietly came down from the end of the bed.

When she went out, she realized that it wasn't that it wasn't dawn, but because it was cloudy today.

Seeing that his face was a little cold, Feng Qing stretched out his hand and a few snowflakes fell on the palm of his hand.

Feng Qing frowned. It was snowing at this time, wouldn’t it be colder for my husband to take the exam?

Walking towards the kitchenette with great worries.

Before he reached the door, Gong Qiang came back with a food box.

What happened yesterday at home was happening. Gong Qiang thought that Feng Qing must be very scared. He really couldn't let Feng Qing continue cooking, so he got up early and went out to buy some.

"Three brothers and sisters, the buns here are still hot. You can eat them while they are hot, where is Sanlang?"

Feng Qing lowered his voice, "My husband read too late yesterday and was not awake yet. Let's eat the food first. When my husband wakes up, I will make some for him."

"I'll just eat two buns. There are also porridge and side dishes here. Third brother and sister, please eat it quickly." Gong Qiang took two buns and gave the rest to Feng Qing.

Before Feng Qing could speak, Gong Qiang had already left.

Feng Qing had no choice but to eat it himself.

Gong Qiang bought a lot.

In addition to a large bowl of porridge, there were seven or eight buns, a plate of spring rolls, and a plate of shrimp dumplings. These were all the favorites of Feng Qing. Gong Qiang's appointment was what Fang Zheng said.

Feng Qing drank half a bowl of porridge, and the rest of the plan was to wait for Fang Zheng to wake up and eat with him.

After dinner, the snowflakes outside seemed to be drifting a little anxious.

Feng Qing looked at the sky sadly, and a piece of it fell into her eyes. The thorny eyes hurt a little. She closed her eyes, and when she opened her eyes, tears were squeezed out.

Fang Zheng saw this scene when he went out.

He stepped forward in two steps, hugged Feng Qing, and patted her with heartache, "What's wrong with Madam? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, my husband, it's snowing." Feng Qing rubbed his eyes, "It's so cold, I have to make a knee pad and glove for my husband."

Knowing that he was thinking too much, Fang Zheng felt relieved and took Feng Qing into the house.

"Don't worry, don't be cold for your husband."

"Why aren't you cold?" Feng Qing felt that he had more say in life than his husband. "You have to bring it with you, just in case, and you have to add another layer of insoles to you."

"Duyi's wife."

Fang Zheng likes Feng Qing to take care of him in everything, and he smiled and said, "Madam, don't forget to add clothes by yourself. When you finish the second exam for your husband, you have to take care of him."

Feng Qing patted her chest, "Don't worry, I'm very careful."

It was cold and the food was getting colder. Feng Qing heated up a little more. After it was finished, he asked Fang Zheng to bring Gong Qiang a bowl of porridge, half a plate of spring rolls and half a plate of shrimp dumplings to the front shop.

There is not enough time, but fortunately, I have nothing to lack at home, and even Feng Qing has saved a lot of cotton.

She spent half a day making a pair of knee pads, a pair of gloves, and a pair of cotton insoles for Fang Zheng. In addition, she also cut the style and prepared to make another vest for Fang Zheng.

This day, she prepared what Fang Zheng wanted to wear, and the next day she started preparing for food.

Since Fang Zheng knows how to use the stove, there are more ingredients to choose from. Feng Qing made more than a dozen pancakes, which could be eaten by heating them up. He cooked six eggs and placed them in the pot to heat them up. In addition, this time Feng Qing also prepared some meat for Fang Zheng.

This time, she went to a beef stall with Fang Zheng. She bought the beef spine. She cut the beef into a finger thicker, larger than the palm, and then marinated it as ingredients and put it on the outside at night.

Tomorrow she plans to ask Fang Zheng to bring two pots, one to cook porridge and the other to fry beef.

This is the simple steak.

If you clean up a little bit, the burden will be bigger than what you prepared for the previous exam.

Fang Zheng did not refuse, it was all the wife's wishes.

"My husband, you have to put more at night. If you have less padding, no matter how much you cover, it will be cold. The snow has just stopped and it will be colder tomorrow. You will also have a piece of ginseng at night."
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