The happy life of a prodigal

The person who came was a man in a black robe with a mask on his face. He couldn't see his face clearly. Under the broad daylight, he looked a little funny.

The two did not dare to show the slightest negligence, and bowed their hands in salute.

The black-robed man glanced at them and asked, "How are you doing what the young master ordered?"

The two said in unison: "Fortunately, life is not disgraceful..."

The black-robed man nodded, took out a heavy bag from his arms, handed it to the two of them, and said, "The farther away from the capital the better, if you are caught, you will know the consequences."

The two nodded hastily, and said: "I understand in my heart that I will never stay in the capital for a moment, so I will leave for Yuezhou now."

Yuezhou is thousands of miles away from the capital, not to mention Yang Ming, even his father, the official of the Ministry of Rites, may not be able to take care of it, let alone looking for two unknown soldiers.

The black card man nodded, turned and left without saying anything.

He believed that this matter involved the lives of the two of them, and they would not wait for it.

What's more, the two of them were called local scoundrels and left their homes. For them, there was no embarrassment.

After the black-robed man walked away, the two unwrapped the bundle they had just taken.

When they saw what was inside, the two of them froze for a moment.

It turns out...the white flowers are all silver!

The two of them looked at each other, and they could see surprise in each other's eyes.

I thought it was a bad luck this time, so I was caught by the young master of the Fang family, and was forced to do such a self-willed and degrading thing.

But seeing these silver coins at this moment, those thoughts disappeared in an instant, and there was only one thing in my mind.

Mr. Fang...is generous enough!

Chapter 1 Ten plus a meal

Fangfu.

In the yard, Fang Xiu was a little depressed.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter. It used to be cooler in the evening, but now even when it was approaching night, the air was still filled with hot air.

Whenever this time, Fang Xiu would feel the comfort and ease of modern life.

No matter how hot the heat is, as long as you stay in an air-conditioned room, it will be like spring, with a pleasant temperature.

Unlike here, the winter is as cold as an ice cave, and the summer is as hot as a stove.

Under the willow tree, Fang Xiu was lying on the rocking chair, and beside him, Bai Xiaochun was fanning him with a fan.

Fang Xiu narrowed his eyes, thinking in his heart, if there is a popsicle at this moment, it would be great.

But... in this era, ice is a rare thing, especially for ordinary people, it is almost impossible to see ice in summer.

Only in the royal ice cave, there are some ice stored in winter to relieve the heat, and occasionally it is used as a reward to reward meritorious ministers.

Thinking of this, Fang Xiu couldn't help sighing.

When did ice... even become a kind of reward.

Feeling the breeze, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind.

Fang Xiu seemed to think of something, and suddenly got up from the reclining chair.

On the side, Bai Xiaochun was startled when he saw this scene, thinking that the young master's brain disease had relapsed, resisting the urge to call for a doctor, and asked cautiously, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Xiu didn't speak, but frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

Bai Xiaochun didn't dare to disturb him, he just stood there quietly.

After a while, Fang Xiu's brows relaxed, and he said, "Tomorrow, go get some saltpeter."

Saltpeter is not a rare thing in Chu State, and can be easily bought in some black markets that sell fireworks.

For someone like Bai Xiaochun, getting some saltpeter couldn't be easier.

However, he was a little curious, what did the young master want saltpeter for?

Although he didn't understand the purpose, he still responded respectfully: "Yes, young master."

Seeing that Bai Xiaochun agreed so readily, Fang Xiu lay back on the rocking chair again, feeling much better than before.

I almost forgot about making ice with saltpeter.

Although he is a liberal arts student, the principle of making ice with saltpeter is very simple. His teacher once explained it in high school.

Even if you don't know the specific process, you can make ice with a little experimentation.

Moreover, there is no doubt that ice made from saltpeter is edible.

It is very clearly recorded in ancient books.

At the end of the Tang Dynasty, people had mined saltpeter, and found that saltpeter dissolved in water would absorb a lot of heat, cooling the water to freeze. Since then, there has been a method of making ice.

Even in the Song Dynasty, businessmen added sugar to ice to attract customers in the market, and the variety of cold food became more and more diverse.

Some hawkers will also add fruit or juice, or even fruit pulp and milk, which is almost the same as modern ice cream.

Modern people tend to subconsciously think that popsicles and ice cream are modern products.

In fact, our ancestors made popsicles and smoothies more than 1000 years ago.

When Fang Xiu thought of refreshing popsicles to eat, he was in a good mood. He lay on the rocking chair, squinted his eyes slightly, and enjoyed the rare coolness in the evening.

After a while, he seemed to remember something, opened his eyes, and asked, "How is the Zuihua Pavilion?"

Bai Xiaochun immediately said: "Everything is as expected by the young master. I heard that Yang Ming was so angry that he almost vomited blood. These days, the business of Zuihua Pavilion has also plummeted. There are many more people going to watch the excitement than before, but there are more and more diners. Less."

Fang Xiu nodded slightly.

He is quite satisfied with the result.

To deal with a villain, one should use the method of a villain.

Since the shopkeeper of Zuihua Pavilion thought of using the same method to deal with Chunfenglou, he should have expected that someone would use the same method to deal with them.

As for Yang Ming who was shot...

Fang Xiu had no sympathy for him.

The owner behind the Spring Breeze Building is himself, and this matter is not a secret in the south of the city.

Most people know that the shops on Gujing Street belong to Fangfu.

That being the case, how dare a shopkeeper of a small restaurant deal with Chunfenglou, and still use such a low-level method as planting and framing.

If it is said that there is no Minister of Rites to support him, no one will believe it.

Fang Xiu nodded, ignored it, and asked, "What has that female assassin done recently?"

Bai Xiaochun said: "The little one went to the backyard to see it a few days ago. As usual, there is nothing special about it, but..."

Fang Xiu raised his eyes, glanced at him, and said, "Speak directly."

"Yes......"

Bai Xiaochun smiled embarrassingly, and continued: "However, she seems to be in a bad physical condition."

Fang Xiu cursed secretly in his heart.

Nonsense, whoever eats one meal a day will be in good health.

Bai Xiaochun thought for a while, and then said: "Recently, the weather has become hotter than before. I thought that if we treated him like before, I'm afraid this female assassin...wouldn't be able to live for a few more days."

Fang Xiu waved his hand and said, "It's my son's kindness for an assassin to live to this day. If he dies, he will die. What a pity."

Bai Xiaochun originally thought that his young master had other plans for keeping the female assassin alive.

After all, the female assassin's appearance and figure are extremely extraordinary, even in the entire capital, she is a first-class beauty.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

The young master seemed to regard this female assassin as a plaything, and occasionally asked a few questions when he thought of it.

Since I went to see her last time, I seldom even asked her, just pretending that she didn't exist, and only gave her one meal a day to ensure that she would not starve to death.

Other than that, no movement at all.

However, in the past two days, the young master seemed to have sent a few more guards to the backyard where the female assassin was, but he didn't know why.

"Yes, little one understands."

Bai Xiaochun responded.

Fang Xiu was lying on the rocking chair, a strand of hair was blown by the breeze.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered that that day in Goulan, when he had a quick glance, he saw that stunning figure in the world, with a beautiful dancing posture.

After thinking about it, Fang Xiu said again: "From today on, give her an extra meal every three days."

Bai Xiaochun was slightly taken aback.

Doesn't it mean that if you die, you will die, and there is nothing to regret?

Ever since the young master suffered from brain disease, he has become more and more disorganized.

Even he who has been with the young master since he was a child feels that the young master has become more unpredictable than before.

With a sigh in my heart, I replied: "Yes, young master."

After the incident with the five poisons last time, Fang Xiu had almost guessed the identity of the female assassin.

He tried a few more times later, and all of them confirmed his guess.

The reason why she was spared was not to covet her beauty, nor to treat her as a plaything, playing a game of cat and mouse.

I just want to find out if she has any accomplices in this capital.

After all, he traveled through mountains and rivers and came to the capital from the Southwest chieftain thousands of miles away.

This is not something that a single woman can do...

Chapter 1 The Apprentice Comes to Seek

Some time ago, he had sent someone to release the news.

A female assassin from the southwestern chieftain was overwhelmed, and sneaked into Anpingbo's mansion to try to harm the other son, but failed and was captured.

If the female assassin really has accomplices in the capital, she will try her best to sneak into Fangfu to rescue her in the past few days.

At that time, it is time to catch everything.

Otherwise, he would always feel uneasy.

There is a saying, don't be afraid of thieves stealing, but be afraid of thieves thinking about it, and it must be the same truth.

As the night gradually deepened, Fang Xiu lay in the yard, looking at the bright moon in the sky.

After a long time, he sighed.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop...

............

Early the next morning, just after dawn, Bai Xiaochun left the residence.

He has always kept in mind the young master's instructions yesterday.

saltpeter...

This thing is not rare, and you can buy a lot from vendors who make fireworks for some money.

However, the young master only said that he wanted saltpeter, but did not say how much he wanted.

After struggling for a while, I finally bought a whole bag and walked back to Fang's mansion with my arms in my arms.

Just as he walked to the door, he suddenly saw a small figure standing there, as if he was arguing with the door.

When I got closer, I heard the door say: "What master, there is no master here, you can look for it elsewhere."

Then, there was a childish voice, with some stubbornness: "My master lives here, you will know if you let me in."

Menzi opened his mouth, and was about to say something when he saw Bai Xiaochun, hurriedly greeted him, with a flattering smile on his face, and said respectfully: "Little Manager, you are back."

Bai Xiaochun waved his hand, signaling him to back down.