Chapter 111 Xueba! (Two more)

   "Brother Fu!"

Lu Guan also had a headache, secretly regretting that he had taken such a bad job, "Brother Fu, listen to me. There is no need for Fengcheng to be tired. Someone has to do everything. I just heard that Carlos is very difficult to deal with, too. Only Fengcheng has dealt with him, and it would be good to be able to help out when the time comes. Or, let's listen to Fengcheng's opinion first? Brother Fu, I know you are for Fengcheng's good, but...life is always Do you want to live it?"

  Supervisor Fu was silent for a moment, and the three elders in the study all cast their eyes on Fu Fengcheng.

   Fu Fengcheng frowned slightly, "When is the time set?"

"At the beginning of February next year, but the latest departure from Beijing will have to be half a month earlier, so you have to set off to Beijing almost after the first day of the new year." Lu watched Fu Fengcheng, and said with earnest heart: "Fengcheng, life is inevitable. There will be accidents, but you have to go forward and look forward no matter what, you should cheer up."

   "Thank you, Chief Lu for the teaching." Fu Fengcheng nodded lightly, "I see, I'll go."

  Lu Guan didn’t expect Fu Fengcheng to reply so readily. He was also ready to persuade Fu Fengcheng with all his heart.

  It has been more than half a year since Fu Fengcheng was injured at the end of last year. Except for the gossip that happened before because of the marriage, there is hardly any news about Fu Fengcheng from the outside world. Some people say that his temperament has changed drastically, and he has become violent and manic.

  As the elder of Fu Fengcheng, Fu Fengcheng took care of him occasionally in Luguan, Beijing. Lu Guan deeply regrets that such a proud man of heaven has become so, but he does not want him to really fall like this.

  It seems that it’s not that bad now. Fu Fengcheng looks colder and deeper than before, but there is nothing too disheartening to change.

   "Fengcheng, do you really agree?"

   Fu Fengcheng nodded, "It’s okay to go for a walk, and isn’t it still early?"

Lu Guan was overjoyed, "Well, I'll let you know when the specific rules and regulations are discussed. But...if you decide on the itinerary at that time, you will have to leave for Beijing after the first day of the Lunar New Year. Then the capital will be afraid. It will also be delayed for a few days."

   Fu Fengcheng nodded and said he knew.

  Achieved the goal and knew that Fu Zheng was in a bad mood. Lu Guan and Prince Mu did not dare to stay longer and quickly got up and left.

   are all famous figures, it would not look good if they were really driven out by Fu Zheng.

  Only the father and son were left in the study. After a long silence, Fu Zheng asked, "Are you serious about going?"

  Fu Fengcheng raised his head and looked at his father, "Naturally want to go."

   Fu Zheng sighed and said, "You should know, what will you face if you go?"

  If Fu Fengcheng was just an ordinary person with no one else, that would be fine, but how beautiful the former Fu Fengcheng was, how disillusioned Fu Fengcheng today will be in front of everyone.

  Mediocre people will always unconsciously jealous of those who shine.

  If the other party keeps shining brightly, they may only envy, follow, worship, and respect.

  But one day if that person falls into the dust, they will eagerly step forward to trample and humiliate him, as if they can become truly strong with the once strong under their feet.

   "So what?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

  Supervisor Fu stared at Fu Fengcheng for a long while, and finally burst out laughing, "Okay!"

Standing up and walking to Fu Fengcheng, Dujun Fu stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Since you are mentally prepared, then do as you want. As long as you remember, you are my Fu Zheng's son, and everything will happen. My Fu's is going to it!"

   Fu Fengcheng looked at his father calmly, but Fu Dujun felt that Fu Fengcheng's eyes were looking at a fool.

   "Naga is rich in copper mines, which happens to be the most lacking in the six southern provinces. I'm just going to talk to Carlos."

  "……"

   Governor Fu looked at Fu Fengcheng's figure disappearing outside the gate with a blank face, and the attendant walked in from the outside to see him. His expression couldn't help but his heart jumped. Could it be that the young master had a conflict with the warlord?

  After a while, I heard a deep laughter in the study.

  The attendant couldn’t help but raised his head and glanced at Fu Dujun, but saw that he had turned his hands behind his desk and walked towards the back of the desk, and asked: “Is there still no news from Hua Sheng?”

  The attendant quickly replied in a low voice, "Overseer, not yet." As long as this is mentioned, the Overseer's mood will not be good.

   Governor Fu sighed, "Keep looking! What is the fourth child doing?"

   "It should be... nothing wrong, right? The Fourth Young Master didn't seem to be out today."

   Governor Fu snorted softly, and the attendant quickly said: "Warlord, Young Master and Fourth Young Master are just newly married..."

Before he finished speaking, he was frightened and swallowed half of it by Dujun Fu with an eye knife. Dujun Fu waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's forget about this. Thinking about labor and management will have a headache. Prepare the car and I'm going out. "

   "Yes, Warlord."

  As soon as Fu Fengcheng returned to the courtyard, he heard women's laughter and talk. The crisp and cheerful laughter made the cold and empty courtyard a little more angry.

  Leng Sazheng and Lan Jing and Yuan Ying were fiddling with the flowers in the yard.

  In order to make the yard look more festive, many potted plants were temporarily placed in Fu Fengcheng’s yard. After all, potted plants are more convenient than planting directly in the garden, and if you don’t like it, you can just move them away. However, I don't know if the people who are placed have aesthetic problems or don't care at all, but many of them don't look beautiful.

  It was originally mentioned by Yuan Ying, but Leng Sa also felt that it was better to move when he was idle, so he took the two of them to get busy.

   "Well, this... put it there."

  "Young lady, put this pot under the eaves."

  "People still have to take care of the flowerbeds. The planting pots are not as fresh as they are planted in the ground." Lan Jing said, "What kind of flowers does the young lady like?"

  Leng Sa put a small flower pot on the stone table and thought about it carefully, "Rose it."

  "Huh? Young lady actually likes roses?" Lan Jing was a little surprised, coldly puzzled, "Can't I like roses?"

  "Nor, I just thought... Scholars like Leng's family should like orchids, plum blossoms, chrysanthemums, etc., right?"

   Lengsa smiled and said: "Every flower has its beauty, but I think it blooms, the more lively it blooms, the better."

  Yuan Ying smiled and said, “It’s not like peony, rhododendron, or begonia, which is better? Or is it a rose?” In ancient times, scholars didn’t seem to like roses. You can tell by just reading the poems that praised flowers.

   Leng Sha waved his hand, “It’s okay, but the peony is too delicate, and it’s not easy to plant it in Yongcheng. Why don’t we plant some roses? How nice it is to bloom every month.”

  It seems that Madam is not too picky about flowers. Lan Jing nodded, “Well, I’ll talk to the gardener later, and discuss how to make them look good.”

  Lengsa nodded in satisfaction, "Thank you."

  Lan Jing turned around holding the flowerpot, only to see Xu Shaoming standing not far away and sitting Fu Fengcheng.

   "Ah, I'm back."

  Leng Sa turned her back to the courtyard gate, and when she heard Lan Jing's words, she turned around and saw Fu Fengcheng waved to him friendly, "Are you back?"

  Fu Fengcheng glanced at the flowers in the yard from the east to the west, "What are you doing?"

   Lengsa clapped the dust on his hands and walked towards him, "We are moving the flower pots in the yard. By the way... I'll let someone take care of the flower garden, don't you mind?"

   "Whatever you want." After Fu Fengcheng hesitated, he looked at Lan Jing and Yuan Ying who were standing aside, "Don't let people walk around in the yard."

  The two nodded again and again, "Don't worry, young man, we will watch."

  Fu Fengcheng nodded, and glanced at the flower pots in the yard, "clean them quickly."

"Ok, no problem!"

  Fu Fengcheng turned the wheelchair towards the room, and walked out for a short while, only to find that Leng Sa turned around and moved the flower pot with Lan Jing, and frowned immediately.

   "Ahem, Mrs. Shao." Xu Shaoming quickly gave a low cough to remind.

  Leng Sa looked at Xu Shaoming somewhat puzzled, Xu Shaoming quickly gave her a wink and motioned her to look at Fu Fengcheng.

  "……"

   "Follow up, I have something to tell you." Fu Fengcheng sullenly turned his head to signal Xu Shaoming to leave.

   Lengsa sighed and patted Yuan Ying on the shoulder, "Thanks for your hard work."

  Yuan Ying whispered: "Mrs. Young, go ahead, Young Master seems to be upset."

   "When was he happy?"

   Entering the room, Xu Shaoming immediately exited wittily, sitting opposite Fu Fengcheng with Leng Sa, "What's the matter?"

   "What did you do today?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

   "You saw it, we are moving flower pots. By the way... Your third sister has been here."

   "Then?" Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows.

   "...I stunned and left." Leng Sa blinked innocently.

  Fu Fengcheng was not surprised, "What did she say?"

   said coldly: “It’s just those clichés, let me stop studying, and wait for my husband to be filial to my in-laws at home.”

  Fu Fengcheng looked at her meaningfully and said: "You should forget it, I'm afraid your filial piety will kill your popularity for a long time."

   Leng Sa was a little surprised, "So you don't want to **** your mother out?"

   "..." Fu Fengcheng stared at her deeply, "So you really want to be filial to your in-laws at home. I misunderstood your wife."

   "I was wrong." Leng Sa readily admitted his mistake and acted well.

Fu Fengcheng couldn't help but twitched his mouth, and changed the subject, "Do you really plan to spend time in school?" Is it true that the scholar Fu Fengcheng can't tell, just look at Leng Sa's usual words and deeds and the weird things she knows. It’s not like someone who is dedicated to learning.

  Especially, she still learns...Literature!

  Except for the few **** novels written by someone before, Fu Fengcheng really didn't see the slightest literary youth in her.

   Leng Sa smiled and said, "Of course not, in fact I plan to apply for graduation in advance."

   "Are you full of credits?" Fu Fengcheng looked at her, "If you dare to walk through the back door in the name of the Fu family..."

   "What do you want?" Leng Sa said dissatisfiedly: "Don't insult my reputation. Do you know how to write the word Xueba? This girl was admitted to university after half a year of self-study."

Fu Fengcheng calmly said: "Study? It means learning well? For example, he was admitted to the Royal College of Saides at the age of 13, graduated with a master's degree at the age of 16, and a doctorate from the National Military Academy at the age of 20. I am proficient in three foreign languages, and I also have surgery. Doctor's practising certificate. Would you like to see it?"

   "...Big brother, I was wrong, let me go!" I can't afford to provoke you!

  (End of this chapter)