The Farmer Girl Gets Rich

When Chang Gui heard it, he curiously said: "Oh, that is the outer room of Master Fang, who gave birth to two children! It grows like this, no wonder that Master Fang is like a baby!"

Mr. Liao glanced at Changgui and listened to what he said, with a disagreeing smile on his mouth: "It's just a rumor, and, have you really seen Master Fang treat this concubine's concubine like a treasure?"

"Uncle Liao, don't you know that when I went to Fang Mansion just now, those little servants directly called that man his wife! This is just a concubine's room. Seeing that fellow respectfully flattering and flattering, she is sure to be in Fang Mansion. It is very popular!"

Chang Gui judged.

Mr. Liao laughed and threw the same point of view: "Then why did she come to Jinxiu Cloth Village by herself today, with a maid and not even a carriage?"

When the Liu family was shopping just now, Mr. Liao obviously saw the unwillingness and panic in her eyes. If she was really so spoiled, why didn't she go out and hug her, not even a carriage.

It seems that the rumors are nothing more than this, that Master Fang, shouldn't have thought about spoiling this little concubine as the rumors said.

Changgui scratched his head and thought for a while and said, "Yes, why? The young man was surprised when he saw the woman, and said, why is there only a lady!"

In the capital, Mrs. Fang was going to be dying, and time was running out. I heard that Mrs. Fang was still recuperating in her natal Lu Mansion, but she never returned to Fang's house.

Thinking of this, Mr. Liao is also speculating about what will happen to the Fang family this time.

Could it be that Fang Zhengxing would really straighten the Liu family and become the wife of Fang Mansion?

It's just a long, charming and enchanting woman. She has to have no life experience, she has to be able to learn, can such a romantic woman really hold down the title of the first-rate lady?

Master Fang's career is now in full swing, and he is now a first-class member. As long as he goes one step further, he will control the position of the prime minister. Will he be willing to stand still?

There are still several adults in the capital who can compete with Fang Zhengxing for the position of the prime minister. All of them have backgrounds and family backgrounds, and Fang Zhengxing, who has no background and family background, can compete with them?

Thinking of this, Mr. Liao suddenly lowered his head and looked at the account book in his hand. This first page is not yet clear, but he is concerned about other people's affairs.

Could not help but shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Business is business, official is official.

They are businessmen, as long as they don't offend these officials. Regardless of how they get in, that's not something they worry about, nor can they worry about it.

Picked up the pen, put all the mess about other people behind, and settled the accounts wholeheartedly.

Fang Zhengxing arrived at Ming Palace soon. He got out of the carriage and was about to enter. The carriage driver saw him and suddenly said, "Master, do you want to go back and pick up the madam? Madam is on the street alone. It must be unsafe to come. !"

When Fang Zhengxing heard the man talking about his wife, he thought he was talking about Lu Wenxin. After hearing the second half of the sentence, he realized that this man was talking about Liu Nianrou.

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His face turned black immediately, without saying a word, just glanced at the coachman coldly.

The coachman was pretending to be clever. He thought that Fang Zhengxing would praise him, but he didn't know that he looked at him coldly, and his heart was so frightened that his legs became weak and he knelt down hurriedly: "Master"

Fang Zhengxing glanced at the coachman condescendingly. He didn't say a word, just tossed his robe, snorted coldly, turned and left.

The sweat from the scared back of the coachman came out. He knelt on the ground as if he was facing an enemy. He didn't dare to look up at Fang Zhengxing. For that matter, he could feel the strong oppression and discomfort brought by the master. !

When no sound was heard, the coachman slowly raised his head and looked around quietly. Finally, he didn't see Fang Zhengxing. He patted his chest, stood up, and drove the carriage aside. I can't figure it out.

When I came in the morning, the master was still holding his wife, so affectionate.

Why did you come into Lu's house, the master changed his expression.

The coachman complained bitterly and slapped himself: "You, you, what the **** is this!"

But I felt strange in my heart, what happened to these two people!

Under the leadership of the people of the Ming Dynasty, Fang Zhengxing passed through the luxurious courtyards and pavilions. He had been to the Ming Dynasty Mansion many times before, and I still felt sighed when he saw the luxury of the Ming Dynasty Mansion.

Envy in my heart.

Soon he arrived at King Ming’s study. This was where the two discussed matters. Usually, there were only two of them in the room. King Ming’s trusted guards waited at the door and kept the third person away.

Fang Zhengxing came to the door, adjusted his appearance, walked in, came to the familiar desk, and knelt down: "The next official is going to pay respect to the lord!"

Shu Hao put down the wolf's hair in his hand and waved his hand: "Master Fang, come and have a look, this painting by this king is good!"

Fang Zhengxing got up hurriedly, took two quick steps, came to Shu Hao's side, and saw a picture of a cockfight that had just been drawn flat on the desk.

A tall, mighty, blood-red rooster stood proudly on the painting, and the arrogance after victory gave the painting three points.

Next to the big rooster, there was a little rooster that was crumbling and almost falling.

The little **** is not big, half a stature less than the big cock. At this moment, he is standing aside in defeat. The feathers on his body are messy, and there are some feathers flying around that have been pecked. Obviously, he has just experienced a fight. , Was pecked a lot by the big cock.

With a drooping look, a small **** that was defeated, and a big **** that was proud after victory, Fang Zheng walked, and he could see the meaning of the painting.

With a flattering smile on Fang Zhengxing's face, he handed over and praised: "The prince is so good, such a vivid cockfighting picture! Let the officials admire it!"

Shu Hao washed his hands, came to the table beside him, drank the good Biluochun, smiled and said, "It's just a little chicken with full hair, and it's uncomfortable to want to defeat a big cock. Do your best!"