After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

After thanking him, Fang Ping started to worry again. Where would he live next?

I can't continue to live in the office under the name of the Black Dragon Guard.

He wanted to stay at Zhong Ning's house for a while and work part-time as a musician or consultant. After all, there were so many courtyards in the princess's mansion, so they were not afraid of adding one more person.

But it's not good for their reputation.

What a sweet guy he is!

He knew that he came to this place because he wanted to experience the life of having three wives and four concubines, and of course he also understood that his fellow villagers probably had the same idea as him.

If you finally become a princess in ancient times, you must have a few male lovers!

Everyone thinks this way, so no one should look down on anyone else.

Just be well on your own.

Whether you have something to do or not, you can still get together or something.

He was counting on the princess to back him up when he was bullied in the future!

Just as he was thinking this, he blurted out, "Does this stipend include food and lodging?"

Emperor Yong: …

All ministers present: ……..

Emperor Yong pressed his brows. He had forgotten that Fang Ping had no roots at all. When he came to the capital, he had no place to live at all. He was still living in the guest room of the Black Dragon Guard office.

Now that he is going to serve as an official in the court, it is not appropriate for him to live there anymore.

But as an emperor, he couldn't possibly be responsible for where his officials lived. There were so many officials in the court, and the space in Shengjing was limited, so how could he provide accommodation for every official?

But this Fang Ping was different after all.

This is praising him as a loyal minister and filial son to a wise ruler, and also a friend of Zhaohua!

Thinking of this, Emperor Yong said unhappily, "Grant me another mansion with two entrances!"

Fang Ping's face immediately lit up with joy!

He now has a house and a job in Shengjing.

Next, all I need is a wife.

"Your Majesty, thank you!" This thank you to Your Majesty was shouted out with such sincerity. He would work for the boss who gave him the job and the house for the rest of his life.

The premise is that he does not have the power of life and death over himself.

But now it is ancient times, so you'd better be more careful and don't be too arrogant and lose your life here again.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, for gaining another good minister!" Prime Minister Gu Ming was the first to congratulate, and the others quickly followed suit. The hall was suddenly filled with congratulations.

Emperor Yong was originally smiling, but suddenly he thought of Fang Ping's visit to the princess's residence yesterday and how he stayed there for such a long time, and he became furious.

"Yesterday..." Emperor Yong hadn't finished speaking.

Fang Ping suddenly bowed again and said, "I am guilty. I learned that Your Majesty was going to summon me, and I was terrified, worried that I might fail before you. It just so happened that I had met Her Majesty in Fengcheng before, so I came to seek help."

There was no need to hide the fact that he had met Zhong Ning. After all, there were two Black Dragon Guards present at the time, and the emperor must have known about it a long time ago.

"Oh? What did she say?" Emperor Yong suppressed his displeasure at being interrupted, and wanted to hear what his newly recognized daughter had to say about him.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess said that Your Majesty is the greatest emperor in the world."

"You have a forgiving and loving heart, and are the kindest of all. I only need to act respectfully, and I will be free from worries."

Fang Ping was talking nonsense in a serious tone. Although he didn't know what to say, people like to hear nice things, and the emperor was no exception.

"Zhaohua, do you really mean that?" Emperor Yong asked seemingly casually, but the joy in his heart had already been transformed into his face, and his brows and eyes were relaxed a little.

His Highness and his ministers felt dazzled by this scene.

Your Majesty, could you please pull back the corners of your lips a little more?

It has caught their eyes.

"Your Majesty, I dare not lie to you!" Fang Ping immediately affirmed. "Her Royal Highness also said that she is stubborn and not good at expressing herself, but her admiration for you is like a surging river, endless and unending."

"She also told me to respect His Majesty. His Majesty is the father of all people in the world and the most loving father in the world."

"If I don't know how to face His Holiness, then I will just respect him as I would my father!"

Fang Ping became more and more excited as he spoke, and the admiration in his eyes was like a surging river, overflowing the entire palace.

Emperor Yong: ………

All the officials in the palace: ………

Bah, so shameless!

I thought you were a rising star in the literary world, a young genius.

And you tell me that you are a rookie in the flattery world?

And treat him like a father?

what?

Are you worthy enough to call His Majesty father?

Bah, flattery is the most annoying thing!

The expressions of the ministers in the hall were unpredictable, but Fang Ping was the only one who looked righteous!

Emperor Yong didn't show it on his face, but he was very happy in his heart.

Even though he tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth, he still gradually lost his mind under Fang Ping's overly flattering praise.

The look he gave Fang Ping was truly kind and gentle, as if he were his own junior. "Lord Fang, please rise quickly! You are truly a loyal and trusted official of the Great Yong!"

Ministers in the palace: ………

Haha, just now it was Fang Qing, and now it has become Fang Aiqing.

Your Majesty, Your Majesty.

You have always been wise and brave.

How could you still be fooled by Fang Ping?

Countless court officials complained in their hearts, and when they looked at Fang Ping again, they found that he no longer had the god-like aura of the young genius he once had.

After the incident in the Qinzheng Palace was over, Fang Ping was finally able to leave the palace.

This time when he entered the palace, he not only got an idle position as an attendant to the emperor, but also got a small house.

After that, he performed impromptu works to please the emperor, and a large reward followed.

What do you mean by "My dear Lord Fang, you have just arrived in Shengjing and have nothing, so you should prepare some porcelain to decorate your new house."

Since you, my dear Lord Fang, have just taken up your post, you must not have much money on you, so I will give you three hundred gold coins as a reward.

Since Lord Fang is alone and miserable, I have given him four palace maids to take care of him.

The place where Lord Fang lives is still a little far away, so please give him another carriage and go back home together!

Hahahaha… Fang Ping just wanted to laugh out loud at this moment. His Majesty was so adorable and so easy to coax. Most importantly, he was generous.

He gained so many benefits just by saying two nice words.

From now on, he must be more careful in the palace and must never say anything that will make the emperor angry.

As long as he can make the emperor happy, his position will also rise.

You see, the emperor has to deal with so many political affairs every day, it's so hard, and he can't even relax?

From then on, he would be the emperor's most beloved friend, obligated to uphold the emperor's dignity and respect, and ensure that the emperor was happy.

Thinking this way, Fang Ping gradually calmed down, but then he heard a neighing sound in the front, and the carriage suddenly stopped, and Fang Ping was almost thrown out.

Just as he was about to inquire about the situation, he heard a voice suddenly greet him from outside the carriage: "Is that the one in the carriage, His Majesty's newly appointed Imperial attendant, Lord Fang Fangfang?"

When Fang Ping opened the car door, he saw a young man in a navy blue robe with a jade waist buckle, riding on a tall horse, looking at him coldly.

He seemed to have seen this young man before.

The people surrounding him should be his personal bodyguards.

The one who spoke was also his guard.

"It's me!" Fang Ping replied with a bow.

"My son is the second son of the Marquis of Pingning, and I have specially invited Mr. Fang to come into the mansion for a chat."

The second son of the Marquis of Pingning?

Isn’t that Zhang Mingxuan, one of the four young masters of the capital at the Chongyang Palace Banquet?

He invited himself?