The happy life of a prodigal

He also knew his daughter's character in his heart, keeping her in the palace was no different from keeping a canary in a cage.

What's more, there is still a three-year agreement, so it is reasonable to allow her to leave the palace and open the house some time in advance.

After hearing this, Fang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes, looked at Zhao Yan, smiled, and said, "There should be quite a few houses in the palace in the capital city. Have you decided where to live in the future?"

Zhao Yan's beautiful eyes looked at Fang Xiu, with a hesitant expression on her face.

He opened his mouth and said, "Not yet, so I want to ask you."

When it comes to the mansions in the capital city, few people know better than Fang Xiu.

This period of time, to be exact, is expected to be after the cultivation of sweet potatoes.

Fang Xiu then asked Wang Baole to collect information on vacant mansions and mansions in the capital city.

The emergence of sweet potatoes will definitely liberate a lot of productivity.

With a large amount of productivity, coupled with the recent opening of several new industries in Baolefang, the housing prices in this capital city will definitely skyrocket.

At that time, there is no need to do anything, and you can earn a lot of money by just buying a house.

It's just... Only myself and Wang Baole know about this matter. Where did Zhao Yan hear about it?

Fang Xiu's face showed suspicion, and he glanced at Wang Baole beside him.

Seeing this scene, Wang Baole shuddered subconsciously, always feeling something was wrong.

At this time, Fang Xiu had already turned his head, looked at Zhao Yan beside him, and said, "The Princess House is not a trivial matter, it needs careful consideration.

I know that there are two houses in the north and west of the city that are quite nice, quiet and well decorated, but the owner's family is now outside the capital, so they may not be willing to sell them.

But, as long as you like it, no matter how much money you spend..."

"Where's the east of the city?"

Fang Xiu was interrupted by Zhao Yan before he could finish his sentence.

Hearing this, Fang Xiu was slightly taken aback.

East of the city...isn't that where the Fang Mansion is located?

Although I have no resistance to Zhao Yan.

The two of them can be regarded as good friends in this capital. After all, they have experienced so many things together. They were both dressed as female ghosts in white clothes on a dark and windy night...

However, when he thought of this girl's character, he still felt a little headache.

There are so many things caused by not living in a city.

If he lived in an urban area, the courtyard walls of Fangfu would have to be demolished every day.

He thought for a while, looked at Zhao Yan, with a serious expression on his face, and said, "Forget about the east of the city, the air is bad, the transportation is inconvenient, and there are residential houses nearby, and children play around during the day sound.

And it's too far away from the palace, if you want to go back, you have to take a carriage for an hour..."

Zhao Yan twitched her mouth when she heard this, and said, "Since there are so many problems, why do you still live there?"

Hearing this, Fang Xiu showed melancholy on his face, and said, "My Fang family has been loyal and good for generations, and the reward from Emperor Gao, the great ancestor, how can we say that we don't want it?"

There is nothing wrong with this sentence.

The house of Fang's mansion was a reward given to the ancestors of the Fang family when they entered the capital city with Emperor Gao, the great ancestor of the state of Chu.

Of course, you can't just sell it.

This is the principle and the bottom line!

Hearing this, Zhao Yan showed a strange expression on her pretty face, looked at Fang Xiu with a straight face in front of her, and said, "Then how did I hear that you mortgaged the house for 1 taels of silver back then?" gone?"

"Cough cough..."

Fang Xiu coughed twice, waved his hands, and said, "Rumors are all rumors.

By the way, you haven't eaten yet, have you?

are you hungry?

Would you like someone to bring you something to eat? "

Zhao Yan glanced at Fang Xiu, and suddenly asked, "You don't think you despise me, do you?"

Fang Xiu coughed even more when he heard this.

After a while, he turned his head to look at Wang Baole beside him, and said, "Ahem...go, pour some hot tea for my young master...cough, it's autumn, this voice always itchy..."

Zhao Yan watched Fang Xiu's self-care performance, pinched him angrily, and said angrily: "My princess told you, you don't want me to live in the east of the city, and I live in the east of the city anyway!

Not only live in the east of the city, but I also want to live next to you, see what you can do! "

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the personal maid beside him, and said, "Pearl, did you hear that?"

The maid named Zhu'er nodded, and said in a crisp voice: "I heard, Your Highness."

When Fang Xiu heard this, he sighed in his heart.

Except for Emperor Chu and Concubine Shu, no one in the entire capital knows what kind of person Zhao Yan is like.

It is absolutely impossible for her to make any decision because of her two jokes.

He must have already thought about living next to him.

only......

A good Fang Mansion, next to it there is an extra Princess Mansion for no reason.

Always feel a little strange.

It's okay for me, but what should I do when my cheap father comes back?

After all, Her Royal Highness is right next to her. If she turns a blind eye, she will be disrespectful, and if she falls into the eyes of someone with a heart, it will be a trick.

Especially those all-pervasive speech officials, who stared at these things day and night.

If I go to say hello every morning...

Fang Xiu sighed, looked at Zhao Yan beside him, and asked, "I want to say that it's not because of this reason, do you believe it or not?"

In fact, he sees some things more clearly than anyone else, but he also has his own ideas.

It is almost impossible for him and Zhao Yan.

At the beginning of the marriage contract, there was a lot of trouble, but in the end it turned out to be a three-year contract.

This is already a gully between the two.

Maybe Zhao Yan doesn't mind, and neither does Fang Xiu.

But Chu Huangjie doesn't mind, that's just a problem.

Moreover, most of the time, Fang Xiu really just regarded Zhao Yan as a better friend... that's all.

When Zhao Yan heard this, she didn't know what she thought of, and her pretty face suddenly turned a little red.

She lowered her head, thought for a moment, then suddenly raised her eyes to look at Fang Xiu who was beside her, and said, "Father only allowed me to leave the palace to open the house, but he didn't say when.

During this time, you can accompany me to wander around the capital city to see if there is anything suitable..."

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Fang Xiu nodded when he heard this.

After a while, after the end of the autumn, I will be free. Anyway, I have nothing to do. It's no big deal to take a look at the house with her.

Chong——!

At this time, a gong suddenly sounded on the football field.

The halftime break is over and the second half of the game officially begins.

In an instant, the atmosphere became lively again.

Room No. [-] on the third floor of the Beijing Normal University Theater.

That is, on the right side of the room where Zhao Yan is located...

While watching the game, King Ning picked up the wine glass in his hand and drank it down in one gulp.

Today, although he is still a prince in name, he is actually not even considered a bereaved dog.

I can only hope that my father is in good health and that I can stay in the capital for a few more years.

Don't be driven back to the fief early.

In this way, maybe he can linger on his last breath and live a few more years.

otherwise......

In the history books, those princes who lost their power and died of illness due to wind and cold or acclimatization were their own lessons from the past.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

If it wasn't for that fellow Fang Xiu, his dignified prince, how could he be reduced to such a state.

If it weren't for him to investigate the case of the Arsenal.

If he hadn't cut off one of Yang Ming's arms.

If it wasn't for him urging his father to reject the marriage of the Qi Yan Department.

If it wasn't for him to send someone to follow his carriage.

If it wasn't for him...

The more King Ning thought about it, the angrier he became, he wished he could rush into Fang's mansion now, grab Fang Xiu's son, and kill him with thousands of knives!

Even so, it can't solve the hatred in his heart!

Aside, the middle-aged priest in black robe could only sigh inwardly when he saw this scene.

Ever since the incident of officialdom, King Ning has been completely depressed.

Except for the meeting with Minister of Rites Yang Zheng some time ago, the rest of the time, he locked himself in the palace, drinking away his worries day and night.

The middle-aged enshrined Yang Hai could only watch helplessly as the people in Prince Ning's Mansion left one by one.

Looking at the people in the Ministry of Rites, one by one, they threw themselves into the arms of King Kang's Mansion.

But powerless.

He couldn't help but think of ten years ago, when he left the southwest and traveled thousands of miles to the capital city, he saw King Ning who was still in high spirits...

At that time, he was full of hope, thinking that he could realize his ideal.

But for so many years, the original dream has become farther and farther away from reality.

Maybe...it's time to leave.

For the first time, Yang Hai had this thought.

dong dong dong-

There was a knock on the door.

Yang Hai's gaze suddenly turned to the back.

The door was pushed open, and a young man in green clothes walked in.

Yang Hai recognized him, he was a servant of Prince Ning's Mansion.

"His Royal Highness is watching the game. If there is anything, we will talk about it later."

Yang Hai stretched out his hand to stop the servant, and said.

Hearing this, the servant showed anxiety on his face, and said: "Feng Yang, the matter that I have to report is not trivial, please forgive me."

When Yang Hai heard this, he felt a little disdainful.

No one knows better than him what Prince Ning's mansion is like now.

At this time, what else can be done.

Even so, he still replied: "Whatever, you can tell me first."

Hearing this, the servants of Prince Naning's mansion showed hesitation on their faces.

Seeing this scene, Yang Hai said coldly: "Why, is there anything else that I can't know?"