Chapter 362 Soft Nails and a Heroic Gift in Return

"Your Majesty..."

Hu Guang didn't dare to make trouble for Zhu Di during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he chatted about some political affairs and left the East Palace wearily.

Not far after he came out, Hu Guang stopped in his tracks.

"Brother, Fang Xing sent a lot of dried fruits and crabs, this time you are not allowed to give them away!"

Wanwan was flipping through a few big baskets, exclaiming from time to time, looking extremely happy.

Zhu Zhanji said helplessly: "Do you think I'm an idiot?"

"You could have eaten it!"

Wanwan took out a crab with its feet tied up, and said with bright eyes: "Look, brother, this crab is really fun, can I take it back and raise it?"

"good……"

Zhu Zhanji touched the top of Wanwan's head, feeling that having a younger sister is really...

"Your Highness, Princess."

The smile disappeared on Zhu Zhanji's face, "Scholar Hu."

Wanwan put down the crab and stood beside Zhu Zhanji, feeling that the old man in front of her had resentment.

Hu Guang glanced at Wanwan. He knew that the little princess often went to Fang's house, which was also a reason for her intimacy.

"Your Highness." Hu Guang bowed and said, "Your Highness is courageous and intelligent. You should focus on your studies and not play around."

Is the old man crazy or out of breath?

After Zhu Zhanji was stunned, he said solemnly: "Scholar Hu is right, but it will be Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow."

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, isn't your family ready?

Not to mention ordinary people, the royal family also has to give favors during festivals. Those who deserve to be rewarded will be rewarded, and those who deserve to be praised should not be stingy.

Counting the royals doing the most things at the festival.

Hu Guang's expression was suffocated, and today's continuous bumping into walls finally made him unable to bear it.

"Your Highness, you should focus on classics and righteousness in your studies. It's better not to go to Xinghebo's place."

After Hu Guang said it, he regretted it a little, but he didn't want to make amends, so he just looked at Zhu Zhanji and waited for his answer.

"But I like it, brother has to accompany me!"

Zhu Zhanji was thinking of words, but Wanwan was already stabbed unhappily.

Hu Guang looked at those big eyes and was speechless for some reason.

Do you want to reason with the little princess?

Well, if you win, the big bully the small! shameless!

If you lose, hehe!

Saliva can drown you!

Zhu Zhanji suppressed a smile and shouted: "Wanwan! Don't be rude!"

"But I like going to Fang Xing's house! Hmph!"

Wanwan left without saying a word and ran away, followed by a long line of maids and servants.

"Scholar Hu..."

Zhu Zhanji's face darkened, and then he handed the crab to Yu Jia: "Go, send it to Wanwan, and see if she is crying by the way."

Hu Guang was speechless, so he could only bow and say, "I have nothing to say, please make amends, Your Highness."

Zhu Zhanji said lightly: "Xing Hebo is pedantic about heaven and man, and the emperor's grandpa praised him a lot. I'm afraid that Xueshi Hu has misunderstood him!"

Hu Guang was speechless, no matter what Zhu Zhanji said was true or not, would he still dare to go to Zhu Di for verification?

While Hu Guang was depressed, Zhu Gaoxu was drinking happily.

Sitting opposite Fang Xingku, looking at the table full of meat dishes but can only touch a few of them, he couldn't help feeling sad.

The knife on the side saw Fang Xing's chopsticks moving towards the 'braised hoof', and coughed a few times.

"Why!"

Fang Xing helplessly turned his chopsticks to the stewed chicken, and ruthlessly caught a chicken leg.

"Zi!"

Zhu Gaoxu swallowed a piece of fat hoof, took another sip of good wine, and said in satisfaction: "Compared to yours, the dishes made by my cook are the same as those in the army."

"Then fire your cook."

Fang Xing was very depressed. Seeing Zhu Gaoxu eating heartily, he almost wanted to put away all the dishes and let him eat the plate.

"Hey Fang Xing, you eat!"

Zhu Gaoxu persuaded while removing the hoof, as if this was his home.

Fang Xing endured the pain and watched as the hoof was removed by him, and said depressedly: "I have eaten too much at noon, my lord, please feel free."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Zhu Gaoxu burst out laughing suddenly,

He said happily: "I already knew that you can't eat big meat, and I came here specially to greedy you tonight, hahahaha!"

your sister!

Fang Xing rolled his eyes, put down his chopsticks and asked, "How did your lord spend the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Zhu Gaoxu drank the wine sloppily, and said in a dull manner: "How else can we live, the group of women in the family are not stopping, and more than ten sons are making noise like black corns, it's boring!"

"A dozen sons?"

Fang Xing almost died of envy.

Zhu Gaoxu said without any sense of accomplishment: "Yes, there are only a dozen or so. If you want to see someone, let me know and I will give it to you later."

What a hero!

"Is it great to have a son?" Fang Xing squinted and said, "When we have dozens of him in the future, the two families will fight?"

"Just your small body?"

Zhu Gaoxu looked at Fang Xing with contempt, and then said seriously: "I heard that you and Hu Guang are on a match? Did you suffer?"

"No." Fang Xing denied it flatly: "It's just making poems and chatting."

"Speak up if you have something to do, and I will take the guards to support you when the time comes."

Although Zhu Gaoxu has no brains, he is very sensitive to civil and military disputes, so he came to help after hearing about this.

After eating, Zhu Gaoxu packed half a carload of dried fruits and went home contentedly, and plausibly said that his family had many women and children, and if there were fewer, he would probably fight in groups.

But this guy was quite upright, and he sent someone to return a gift not long after he got home.

When it was dark, Chang Jianxun personally delivered a carriage of gifts in return.

"Uncle Xing, this is a return gift from my prince."

Fang Xing sniffled and smelled a bloody smell. I leaned over and took a look, well, it turned out to be a half-killed cow.

This return gift is too much!

It was said to be a carriage, but it didn't have a shed. The half piece of cattle was pulled from the city to Fangjiazhuang in such a grandiose manner.

"Is that how you pulled it over?"

Fang Xing felt that Zhu Gaoxu was not upright, but too upright!

Chang Jianxun said nonchalantly: "It's okay, my prince often brings beef into the city like this."

As soon as Chang Jianxun walked away, the servants all went into battle together, and dismembered the half of the cow in just two strokes.

"Grill, BBQ!"

"OK!"

Xiaobai applauded.

Because there is no good way to preserve it, the beef must be processed today and tomorrow, or it will be useless.

When Hua Niang saw the beef, her eyes lit up and she said, "Master, the good parts will be eaten today and tomorrow, and the rest can be marinated?"

Fang Xing nodded, and the Fang family smelled of stewed beef throughout the night.

...

The next day, when Fang woke up, he found that his breakfast was beef noodles, and he was overjoyed.

On the chewy noodles are pieces of braised beef in brown sauce and slices of braised beef, dotted with green coriander, which whets the appetite.

"Two cloves of garlic." I asked the old doctor yesterday, and he said that it is better to eat some meat in moderation, but Fang Xing couldn't be happy.

You must eat beef noodles with garlic, otherwise you will not enjoy yourself.

Zhang Shuhui said disgustedly: "Husband, you have bad breath after eating."

Fang Xing laughed and said: "You don't understand this, the more smelly the better."

After eating the beef noodles, Fang Xing blew a sigh of relief when he saw Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai still walking slowly, and went out laughing.

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