That was what the soldier thought. However, Wen Dabao had no intention of replying. As such, the soldier did not pursue the matter.
Then, the soldier went in to inform Wen Dabao. Wen Dabao continued to wait outside the residence. However, he did not have to wait for long this time.
Very soon, Wen Dabao was led into Tranquil Sun Manor by the golden-armored soldier. It was the same courtyard as yesterday, and the scene was exactly the same as yesterday.
Fang Zhengzhi was sipping his tea when he saw the bruised Wen Dabao run over. He spat out the tea in his mouth.
"Pfft!"
Wen Dabao did not even have time to react before the tea splashed all over his face. In that instant, he felt extremely bitter …
"What's going on? Who hit you? "Fang Zhengzhi was confused.
"My father!" Wen Dabao cried out.
"Your father? Oh, why did he hit you? Tell us. Let's have some fun. "Fang Zhengzhi seemed to understand what was going on.
"He said that I shouldn't have brought you to the Seven Star Lane." Wen Dabao wiped the tea off his face as he spoke. He felt like a little wife.
"Just because of that?" Fang Zhengzhi chuckled.
"Yes."
"As a man, how can I not have my own freedom?"
"What do you mean?"
"I have a good idea. It will stop your father from hitting you. Furthermore, you will be able to go to the Seven Star Lane openly. What do you think?"
"Is there really such a way?"
"Of course."
"Speak."
"Let's go tonight. I want to see how many times your father can hit you."
"Ah?!" Wen Dabao's eyes widened. He looked at Fang Zhengzhi in disbelief. He wanted to say that this was a great idea. After all, Fang Zhengzhi was not the one being hit.
However, Wen Dabao could not bring himself to say it. All he could do was glare at Fang Zhengzhi. "Can you think of a better idea?"
"No." Fang Zhengzhi rejected him.
"..."
…
Night fell. Four more people came to the Seven Star Lane. However, Wen Dabao was not as excited as he was the day before. All he had was a bitter look on his face.
Unsurprisingly, when Wen Dabao walked out of the Seven Star Lane and returned to the Wen Manor, the figure standing there was still as tall as ever.
Most importantly, the tall and straight figure was holding an iron rod as usual.
"Dad, don't hit him!"
"Bastard, you're courting death!"
"Aiyo... father, stop. Fang Zhengzhi, Fang Zhengzhi has a message for you." Wen Dabao screamed after being hit in the butt with the metal rod.
"You have a message for me? Alright, go ahead. "
"Fang Zhengzhi said that he will be going to the Seven Star Lane again tomorrow. He will be there at the same time as yesterday and today."
"Did he really say that?" The black figure's eyes flashed.
"Yes, it's true."
"I understand. Accompany Young Master Fang to the Seven Star Lane for the next few days. I have already prepared the money for you. You can ask the housekeeper for any amount you need." The black figure nodded after a moment of silence.
"Dad, you're not hitting me anymore?"
"Mm, go to bed early. Accompany Young Master Fang to the Seven Star Lane tomorrow."
"No way? That works? " Wen Dabao looked at the black shadow that silently left. He couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. It should be known that his father had been extremely strict with him since he was young.
Today …
Why would he say something like that?
Fang Zhengzhi's method was working! Not only did he not get beaten up, he could even go to the Seven Star Lane in the future! Did it have to be so magical?
…
Within the Left Prime Minister's residence.
A black-clothed servant respectfully knelt in the study with his head lowered. He nervously listened to the gentle knocking sound that rang in his ears.
"Fang Zhengzhi went to the Seven Star Lane again?" Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping's voice rang out.
"Yes, he went with Wen Dabao, Yan Xiu and Ping Yang. It was the same time as yesterday and they left at almost the same time." The servant immediately replied.
"Did King Duan and Chi Hou go to Ping Yang Residence?"
"No, King Duan has been staying at King Duan's residence. Ever since Chi Hou went to King Duan's residence on the first day, he has been staying at the Stabilization Constabulary."
"I understand, you may leave." Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping nodded and waved the servant off.
"Yes!" The servant responded, bowed, and retreated.
Just as the servant retreated, a respectful voice sounded from outside the study, "Prime Minister, the Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Justice, Wen Chuan, is outside the residence requesting an audience."
"Wen Chuan?" Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping frowned. Then, his eyes glimmered. "Mm, let him in."
"Yes!" The voice replied.
Then, light footsteps could be heard. Very quickly, the door to the study was pushed open and a middle-aged man in a black robe walked in.
In terms of facial features, the middle-aged man looked a little stern. His eyebrows were a little thick, but his eyes were always closed, which made his sternness seem a little lighter.
"Assistant Minister of Law, Wen Chuan greets Prime Minister Yu!" The middle-aged man bowed as soon as he entered the study.
"Official Wen, you don't have to be so courteous. Why are you looking for me so late at night?" Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping stood up from his chair and walked over to Wen Chuan to help him up.
"Yes, I have something to tell you." Wen Chuan nodded. He looked slightly troubled.
"Oh? Official Wen, please speak your mind. As long as it is within my capabilities, I will do my best to help. "Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping replied.
"Prime Minister, please save my son!" Wen Chuan fell to his knees when he heard this.
When Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping saw this, he raised his hand and helped Wen Chuan up. His eyes were filled with concern.
"Official Wen, what are you doing? You and I have worked together in the courts for so many years. Official Wen's son is my son as well. Speak your mind! "
"Damn my son, he doesn't know what's important. He went to the Seven Star Lane with Fang Zhengzhi when I wasn't paying attention, I … I …"
"Oh? Official Wen, you didn't know that your son went to the Seven Star Lane with Fang Zhengzhi? "
"I only found out last night. I beat him up and warned him not to go again. But my son is so young … Aish, I have spoiled him too much. I didn't expect him to go to the Seven Star Lane with Fang Zhengzhi, I … Aish …" Wen Chuan sighed heavily.
"It's nothing, I was just playing around, it's fine." Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping's eyes flashed as he waved his hand.
"Prime Minister, you are magnanimous, but the Crown Prince …"
"Official Wen, don't worry. I will speak to the Crown Prince. He's just a kid, it's normal for him to be playful. Furthermore, it's not a big deal." Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping waved him off.
"But …" Wen Chuan hesitated.
"Official Wen, is there anything else?" Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping asked when he saw Wen Chuan's expression.
"It's like this. I heard from my son that Fang Zhengzhi threatened him to go to the Seven Star Lane with him. Prime Minister, you know that my son is not afraid of Fang Zhengzhi, but Princess Ping Yang and Yan Xiu were there too, so my son …"
"Damn it, this Fang Zhengzhi is shameless! How dare he threaten the son of an assistant minister! How despicable! "Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping was infuriated when he heard this.
"Yes, but I'm afraid my son …" Wen Chuan said worriedly.
"How many days does Fang Zhengzhi want you to spend with him?"
"He said he has to go every day. It's not a big deal, but I'm afraid my son will be misunderstood by the Crown Prince …"
"Official Wen, don't worry, I will explain everything to the Crown Prince!"
"Thank you, Prime Minister!"
"Official Wen, don't stand on ceremony. I will write a letter to the Crown Prince now."
"Thank you, Prime Minister. Then … I will take my leave!" Wen Chuan bowed respectfully once again. Then, he slowly retreated out of the study room.
"Official Wen, take care!" Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping nodded. However, he didn't help Wen Chuan up this time. Instead, he allowed Wen Chuan to leave the room.
When the study room became quiet again, a figure slowly walked out from a compartment at the back of the study room and sat on a chair.
"Prime Minister, when do you plan to act?"
"There's no rush." Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping looked at the figure sitting on the chair. He wasn't surprised at all and waved his hand.
"Could it be that the Prime Minister intends to let go of such a rare opportunity?" The figure asked again.
"Opportunity? Haha … Fang Zhengzhi purposely went to the Seven Star Lane and asked Wen Chuan to inform him. His motive is to lure the snake out. If we act now, we will fall into their trap. "Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping frowned.
"Prime Minister, are you afraid?"
"What do you mean?"
"Fang Zhengzhi is going to the Seven Star Lane with Ping Yang, Yan Xiu and Wen Dabao. Other than Yan Xiu, who else could stop the Prime Minister's men?"
"If you have anything to say, just say it."
"In this Flame Capital City, Prime Minister actually missed two opportunities. I wonder if Prime Minister will miss a third, fourth, or fifth?"
"I have my plans. You don't have to worry about this!"
"Alright, I'm just saying. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave. Prime Minister, you should take your time to worry about it."
"See you!" Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping huffed.
The figure smiled, then slowly stood up and walked towards the room behind the study room. After a while, he disappeared.
Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping frowned as he looked at the room.
"Fang Zhengzhi, I will tolerate you for a few more days. When the Emperor goes to the Ten Mile Lake for the Banquet of the Thousand Elderly, I want to see what gives you the confidence to play around in the capital!"
…
Time passed quickly.
Fang Zhengzhi, Wen Dabao, Yan Xiu, and Ping Yang went to the Seven Star Lane on time for the third day. On the fourth day, the banquet began.
Emperor Lin Mubai was escorted out of the palace by the royal guards. He left the capital in a sedan chair and headed for the Ten Mile Lake amidst the cheers of the crowd.
This was a grand scene, and also an unprecedented event.
All of the nobles gathered at the city gates to witness this event. They imagined their grandfathers reminiscing about the past with the Emperor.
When night fell …
The capital was even livelier than usual.
Perhaps it was because some of the nobles had gone to the Ten Mile Lake, or perhaps the atmosphere of the Ten Mile Lake had spread to the capital.
All in all, the capital was bustling with activity. Countless candidates snuck out of their residences and headed for the busiest part of the capital.
Within Ping Yang's residence.
Wen Dabao was getting impatient. He had managed to capture the heart of one of the 'prostitutes' in the Seven Star Lane because he had a lot of money in his hands.
He could imagine that all he needed was a little more effort and the courtesan would no longer be a courtesan.
"Let's go, let's go." Wen Dabao urged as he imagined the scene of Qing Ju lying on his chest and panting heavily tonight.
"Is it time?" Fang Zhengzhi opened his eyes and looked at the sky.
"Who cares about the time? The earlier we go, the more fun we can have. Let's go, let's go!" Wen Dabao said impatiently.
"Yan Xiu, what do you think?" Fang Zhengzhi ignored Wen Dabao and turned to look at Yan Xiu.
"Sure." Yan Xiu nodded after thinking for a while.
"That's great, Young Master Yan has agreed. Let's go?" Wen Dabao had never liked Yan Xiu as much as he did now. This was the best thing he had heard all day.
"Okay, let's go." Fang Zhengzhi stood up from his chair and looked at Ping Yang, who had her eyes closed.
A fiery-red dress wrapped around Ping Yang's body. That water-like dress spilled onto the grass in the courtyard like a ball of flame.
"Are we leaving?" Ping Yang seemed to have heard Fang Zhengzhi's words. She slowly opened her eyes and stretched lazily, puffing out her slightly bulging chest.
Then, she realized that Fang Zhengzhi was looking at her. He seemed to be looking at a certain part of her body.
"Shameless!" Ping Yang snorted.
When Fang Zhengzhi heard this, he smiled and shifted his gaze downwards. He looked at her slender waist and her slightly perky buttocks.
"Didn't they say that girls change at 18? She's not even 16 yet, how did she change?" Fang Zhengzhi couldn't understand. He had a feeling that Ping Yang was maturing a little too quickly.
He just didn't know …
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