Chapter 2016 What Are You Talking About?

The middle-aged man came over. Before sitting down, he glanced at Xu Jingchang, who was sitting opposite Fang Xing, and frowned slightly.

Fang Xing is the uncle of Xinghe, and he is also a trusted minister of the emperor. I will give him face and sit under him.

But you...

The middle-aged man looked at the disgraced Xu Jingchang, contempt flashed in his eyes.

But who do you think you are?

He actually dared to sit in that position!

Xu Jingchang looked at him sideways, and when he saw Fang Xing's pale expression, he said, "Fang Xing's treat, you have to thank me first!"

Only then did the middle-aged man remember that he was a little rude. He stood up, cupped his hands again and said, "I have met Uncle Xinghe."

Fang Xing did not argue with him about this and pointed to the low stool.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but follow Fang Xing's movements and sat down, and then felt a little annoyed.

The waiter had just seen the middle-aged man and the man in brocade clothes coming out of the restaurant nearby. Seeing that Fang Xing was in a relaxed and relaxed mood, he arranged for them. He couldn't help but secretly say that he was lucky.

He brought the bowls and chopsticks and excused himself with a flattering smile.

Taking two steps back, he found that the atmosphere between the three people seemed to be wrong, just like the atmosphere in his hometown village when people separated.

The man in brocade clothes looked like he was a member of a noble family, but he could only stand on the side, not even daring to sit on an empty low stool.

This is……

Something is going to happen!

The bowls and chopsticks were placed, Xu Jingchang was drinking wine and eating beef, while Fang Xing and the middle-aged man were just silent.

People were coming and going on the street, and sergeants were patrolling from time to time.

It's a peaceful afternoon.

The sun makes people want to sleep, but if the wind blows, it will make people shiver.

The middle-aged man shivered, unconsciously playing with the jade pendant, and said: "Everyone in the world loves fame and fortune. Fame will go down in history!"

Fang Xing waited for a moment, and then said: "Fame and fortune... have you ever seen the days when people are struggling to survive?"

The middle-aged man's smile was filled with the reserve of a member of aristocratic family,

He nodded and said, "I've seen it before. Three meals a day can fill you up."

"Potato?"

Fang Xing asked.

The middle-aged man said in astonishment: "I don't know about this."

Fang Xing looked at his hands, which were better maintained than those of women, and praised, "Your hands...are the most beautiful among men I have ever seen."

A flash of blue appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and he sneered: "Uncle Xinghe, are you deliberately trying to humiliate my family?"

"Don't use your home as a shield!"

Fang Xing poured himself a glass of wine and said, "You know I'm not afraid."

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed and he said solemnly: "The wall of my house collapsed. It was you who did it!"

Fang Xing smiled slightly and said, "What do you want to say?"

The middle-aged man's face turned slightly red, then calmed down, and said: "You are sure that my family cannot openly quarrel with you, so you are confident. It is really insidious."

The man in brocade suppressed the scolding and just took a step closer.

When adults speak, juniors cannot interrupt. This is the rule.

Fang Xing glanced at him and said, "Speak, sir, and get out of here!"

The man in brocade clothes turned red, but he remembered the last time he was slapped by Fang Xing and actually stepped back.

The middle-aged man felt a little surprised. When did his nephew become so tolerant?

Xu Jingchang put down his wine glass and suddenly laughed.

"Fang Xing, you actually...hahahaha!"

Xu Jingchang's unscrupulousness made the middle-aged man even more dissatisfied with him. He endured it and said: "The north wind is picking up. My wife and children at home have been waiting for a long time. It is the time to return..."

"Does your family want to stand up for those people?"

Fang Xing went straight to the point and gave up on the subtle temptations.

The middle-aged man stroked his beard and smiled: "Shandong...can't be chaotic!"

Fang Xing stared at him and smiled: "Even if there is chaos, I can suppress it!"

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "Of course I believe it, but I can't use all my strength. Uncle Xinghe should know this, right?"

Fang Xing stretched out his hand and grabbed the willow branch, broke off a section with all his strength, and then said to the middle-aged man: "I will break off this section, but next spring, it will slowly grow back."

The middle-aged man laughed and said: "One person is short of manpower, and in this world... this is water, no, it is a lake, it is a river, it is a sea!"

Fang Xing smiled, shook his head and said, "Compared to the people you mentioned, who has more people in the world?"

"You mean the common people?"

"Is there a problem?"

Fang Xing saw the disdain on his face and said, "The spring I just mentioned refers to the people, do you understand? The living conditions of the people can determine whether a country is in cold winter or spring. I think the spring of the Ming Dynasty should be It’s not far away.”

The middle-aged man stood up and cupped his hands and said, "I am deeply honored to meet Uncle Xinghe today, so I take my leave."

Fang Xing did not get up. He said with a smile: "Go home as soon as possible to avoid any accidents."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly. Regarding this threat, he needed to fully assess the situation before making a decision.

The man in brocade clothes was young after all. He couldn't bear the threats and humiliation from Fang Xing just now, so he handed over his hands and said: "Uncle Xinghe, it's all in vain after all...you..."

Xu Jingchang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly moved his hand, and a glass of wine was thrown into the face of the man in brocade.

The man in brocade clothes was stunned, then slowly wiped the drink from his face, murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"You are looking for death!"

Fang Xing and the others didn't dare to move, but what if Fang Xing protected a shabby guy?

The middle-aged man had been scorned by Xu Jingchang several times before and was already very angry, so he just stood by and stared at Fang Xing.

Fang Xing didn't move. He teased Xu Jingchang, "You've caused trouble. You've gotten into big trouble."

Xu Jingchang said nonchalantly: "So what?"

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of beef and ate it, then put down his chopsticks with satisfaction.

The man in brocade clothes was so embarrassed that he couldn't put the knife in its sheath. He said solemnly: "Send your name!"

Xu Jingchang ate the beef carefully, then picked up the flask, took a sip of wine, and burped, which was extremely vulgar.

He glanced sideways at the man in brocade clothes and asked doubtfully, "What did you say?"

The man in brocade clothes said coldly: "Send your name!"

Xu Jingchang frowned and said, "What did you say?"

The man in golden clothes finally determined that Xu Jingchang was humiliating him, but the middle-aged man felt that something was wrong. When he was about to drink him, the young man's blood surged, and he pointed at Xu Jingchang and cursed: "You..."

Xu Jingchang's hand held the plate, and as soon as the man in brocade finished speaking, he threw the plate over.

Boom!

The plate fell to the ground and shattered, and the man in brocade clothes stood blankly, with soup juice all over his face and front.

Xu Jingchang took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, stood up and said, "Dehua, this beef is good, it's a pity. I'll ask someone to buy some portions back later, and we'll continue drinking in the evening."

Fang Xing stood up and said, "It's a small matter."

The two of them prepared to go back, and the middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "How dare I ask for your last name!"

Xu Jingchang got on his horse and turned around and said, "My surname is Xu! If we were in the capital today, that kid would have both of his legs broken!"

The man in brocade clothes looked pale, and the middle-aged man cupped his hands and said: "It turns out to be Duke Dingguo. This matter is caused by my nephew Meng Lang. I apologize."

Xu Jingchang laughed and said: "Fang Xing, are all the people here so polite? In the capital, you have to go head-to-head, otherwise your face will not be saved! Hahahaha!"

The middle-aged man's expression changed. When the man in brocade came over, he said, "Ding Guo is a kinsman that every emperor must beat. When he comes to Jinan, His Majesty must think that... Fang Xing is even more powerful than a tiger." "

An attendant brought a towel, and the man in brocade wiped his face and whispered, "Second uncle, that Xu Jingchang is just a playboy."

The middle-aged man looked at Fang Xing and others who had disappeared from sight, and said thoughtfully: "He is not a dandy, but he represents the Xu family, do you understand?"

The man in brocade clothes said bitterly: "Xu Jingchang did it deliberately."

"so what?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Fang Xing stabbed Jinan. Your Majesty was worried that he wouldn't be able to hold him back, so he asked Xu Jingchang to help. In fact, he just wanted to tie his relatives here. This is because he is afraid!"

"Go back. I want to go back immediately and tell my family about this. Remember, don't act rashly here. Those people will naturally not be willing to accept it and will fight with Fang Xing."

As soon as the two left, the clerk chased after them and shouted: "Hey! I haven't paid you yet!"

The suppressed anger of the man in brocade suddenly burst out, he turned around and cursed: "Bitch! How dare you..."

The waiter just saw Xu Jingchang throwing food in the face of the man in brocade, so he said angrily: "Who are you, how dare you eat in Jinan without paying for it? Come on, come on, sign up, let's take a look at your home How big is the face?"

The man in brocade clothes was so angry that he was shaking all over, but the middle-aged man said coldly: "Give him money!"

The entourage gave the money, and the middle-aged man warned: "This is Xu Jingchang's statement of breaking away from us, do you understand? You have to be calm when doing things, anger can only make you make wrong judgments!"

The two of them left, and the guy sipped at his back and said, "You look like a gentle man, and you deserve to be tricked when you give him some money and still hold him back!"