Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Afterward, the two chatted for a while.

Most of the time, Fang Zheng Yi was talking, and Li Yuan Zhao was listening.

He listened very attentively, with unprecedented seriousness, because what Fang Zheng Yi was saying seemed to subvert his previous image of him.

An image that was originally carefree and cynical suddenly transformed into someone fierce, ruthless, and decisive in killing, and finally, with Fang Zheng Yi's embellishments, it gained some tragic color.

The entire person's image basically became a fusion of Mark Gor, Chiang Tin-sang, and the Godfather.

After the casual chat, Li Yuan Zhao's gaze towards Fang Zheng Yi held a few more traces of admiration.

Fang Zheng Yi also sensed Li Yuan Zhao's admiration, nodding in satisfaction secretly, not in vain did this young master waste so many brain cells, the persona has been firmly established!!

The sky had already darkened, and the three walked to the decorated boat.

A maid was receiving guests, and when she saw Zhang Biao wearing a sack dress, her expression immediately became strange.

However, after seeing Fang Zheng Yi, she immediately understood. This richly dressed young master was clearly the leader, and the two behind him were guards.

So she softly said, "This young master, bodyguards are not allowed on the boat for today's poetry debate. Please forgive us."

"What bodyguards!? These are all my brothers!" Fang Zheng Yi nonchalantly pulled out three invitation cards.

Then, under the maid's astonished gaze, the three swaggered onto the decorated boat.

This decorated boat was extremely large, thirty meters long and about ten meters wide, with three floors.

The central hall was hollow, directly connecting to the third floor. The hall was filled with more than a dozen round tables, and although it wasn't full yet, it was already about seventy or eighty percent occupied.

The people who came were all dressed gorgeously, and many held paper fans, gently fanning themselves.

Li Yuan Zhao was incredibly curious, looking around, but was pulled back by Fang Zheng Yi, who directly found a table and sat down first.

The people at the same table all avoided Zhang Biao as soon as they saw him... quickly changing their seats.

Then Fang Zheng Yi's table was empty, with only the three of them sitting in their seats, staring at each other.

Zhang Biao said sullenly: "Where's the meat? Where's the meat?"

Hearing him say this, Fang Zheng Yi and Li Yuan Zhao also felt hungry. They hadn't eaten a bite of food since returning from duty, and they had walked for so long.

Right now, there were only a few plates of pastries on the table, but they were really unappetizing.

"Wait a while, there will definitely be substantial dishes later! Don't worry! Eat some snacks to fill your stomach first." Fang Zheng Yi took a piece of pastry first.

After chewing a couple of times, he frowned and said, "Disgusting!"

Li Yuan Zhao also took a piece, stuffing his mouth full, and muttered: "It's okay, it's better than what's made at my house!"

Fang Zheng Yi put on a stern face, forcing himself to swallow the remaining half of the pastry: "There's nothing good to eat at your house!"

"Hiss~ That's right! Why is the food made at my house so unappetizing? Old Fang, why is that?" Li Yuan Zhao suddenly realized this problem.

"It's nothing, nutritional meals have always been unappetizing since ancient times!"

"What's a nutritional meal?"

"It's a dish made by wasting ingredients, that's called a nutritional meal."

"I see!" Li Yuan Zhao gritted his teeth and said: "The same dish can actually be made so unappetizing at my house, it really is a nutritional meal!"

Fang Zheng Yi disdainfully said: "Not only is it unappetizing, but it's also expensive. If you go to the common people and inquire about the price of vegetables, I can guarantee that the vegetables at your house are much more expensive than those of the common people!"

"Okay! I must investigate those people in the Imperial... kitchen! They even dare to fool me!"

As the two were talking, Zhang Biao had already wiped out two plates of pastries on the table.

Fang Zheng Yi quickly reached out to stop him, angrily scolding: "Slow down, you son of a b*tch, are you drinking pastries!? If we two aren't here today, Xiao Tao at home will definitely just eat a mouthful! Pack up the rest and take it away!"

Zhang Biao chuckled foolishly, awkwardly putting down the plate in his hand...

Before long, everyone had arrived, and the decorated boat slowly sailed towards the center of the lake.

Zhang Chang stood on the second floor, his eyes constantly scanning downwards, with Jia Liang, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, beside him.

"How is it, did you find him? Which one is Fang Zheng Yi?"

Jia Liang, with a grin, suddenly said excitedly: "He's here! He's here! Young master, look, it's the table near the stern of the boat, there are only three of them!"

At this time, Jia Liang was extremely excited, the moment of revenge was finally about to arrive!

After Zhang Biao threw him out the door that day, he returned to the Shangshu mansion, but not only was he stripped of his position as shopkeeper, but he was also beaten again.

At this time, his hatred for Fang Zheng Yi had reached its peak!

Now that Young Master Zhang is here, let's see if he dares to act presumptuously!?

Zhang Chang watched Fang Zheng Yi chatting and laughing with his "servants", lightly shaking his folding fan, and sneered: "As expected of a country bumpkin entering the city, actually mixing with servants, how did those two get in?"

Jia Liang quickly said: "That's right! That's right! That Fang Zheng Yi has no rules at all, he must have forced them in!"

"Heh, good, you go down first, I'll go meet him."

"Young master, be careful..."

"Get lost!"

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First floor,

Li Yuan Zhao, with his hands supporting his cheeks, looked bored: "Old Fang... when will the substantial dishes be served! I don't think there's any point in being here..."

Fang Zheng Yi rolled his eyes at him: "What's the rush, it hasn't even started yet... Hey, look! The dishes are being served!"

Just when the three were waiting anxiously, the serving girls began to walk over gracefully, each with an elegant figure, wearing light gauze, with glimpses of flesh, and all with top-notch appearances.

Li Yuan Zhao stretched his neck and stared hard, Fang Zheng Yi couldn't stand it and quickly pulled him twice: "Hey! Don't be like that! Don't be like that!"

"What! I'm looking at what dishes are being served?!"

"Huh?"

Fang Zheng Yi was dumbfounded, the prince wasn't looking at the women, he was looking at the dishes! This wasn't normal!

He quickly asked: "Look! Aren't those maids good-looking? If they were taken to my Taoyuan County, they could definitely become courtesans!"

Li Yuan Zhao licked his lips and said: "I'm just hungry! What does it have to do with me if those women are good-looking?"

"? ? ?"

Fang Zheng Yi immediately said seriously: "Are you married!?"

"I am, what's wrong?"

"Then you don't like women?"

Hearing this, Li Yuan Zhao helplessly turned his head: "I'm not very interested! What I like are the women in books! Alas, when I see women in real life, I find them unbearably vulgar!"

Fang Zheng Yi suddenly understood, relieved: "So you're a weeb!"

Li Yuan Zhao asked, puzzled: "What is a weeb?"

"What I mean is someone who is handsome, beautiful, and talented in both literary and military arts!"

Li Yuan Zhao smiled, touching his cheeks: "Not bad! Then I am a weeb!"

Zhang Biao quietly leaned over and whispered: "Young master, do you think I'm a weeb?"

"You are a bro! A precious brother!"

Zhang Biao sat back contentedly, even if he couldn't be a weeb, being a bro was also very good!

As plates of exquisite dishes began to be delivered to the tables, Zhang Chang walked to the front of the hall at the right time, cupping his fist towards everyone and said:

"Thank you, fellow compatriots, for being able to grace us with your presence....."