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

"Actually, the reason I came to you today, besides buying supplies, is that I also have something to ask you!"

Fang Ping knew what she wanted to say as soon as he heard it. "Are you asking me if I've found a way to get back?"

Zhong Ning nodded.

Although it is good here, she has the golden finger, the space, the martial arts, and no worries about food and drink, but she still wants to go back.

Even after she returned, she would just be an ordinary employee in an ordinary small company, a social animal with a monthly income of only 5,000 yuan.

But she still missed the time when after work, she could eat a small casserole and go home to watch videos and read novels.

I am very ordinary like that.

But it’s also very freeing.

But here, there are many things that are beyond her control. She has just arrived in this world not long ago, but she is already overwhelmed by many things that she has to do.

She also didn't dare to imagine whether she would have enough intelligence and energy to face the turbulent political center of the capital when she returned to the capital as a commoner princess.

"Have you ever thought about this?" Zhong Ning asked, "Do you still want to go back?"

"Of course, I think about going back all the time," Fang Ping continued. "Although I'm just an 18th-tier actor, I truly love singing and acting. But in this era, both of these professions are looked down upon."

Fang Ping's eyes held a hint of disappointment. "Here, only those who have fallen into prostitution can make a living from this. But in our time, being an actor or a singer was a serious profession."

"This is the inclusiveness of the new era," Zhong Ning continued. "If we follow our history, this world is very similar to the Song Dynasty, emphasizing culture over military power, paying tribute, and surrounded by powerful countries. Only this place is so cowardly."

"I have also heard that the imperial court intends to form a marriage alliance with the Western Rong."

"Yes, the court is incompetent, the generals are powerless. At this critical moment, only by sending the princess to marry can we ensure the peaceful coexistence of the two countries!"

"That's not true. Didn't even powerful nations like the Han and Tang dynasties send princesses to marry foreign princesses?" Fang Ping replied.

"Although I don't know much about history, I do know that due to the limited transportation distance, once a war is dispatched, the loss to the people's livelihood will be extremely serious. If a peaceful solution can be achieved, no king will refuse it."

"You're right. They considered the military strength, the losses, and even themselves, but they didn't consider the princess herself. Those people in the court certainly calculated clearly which was more important, one person or one country."

Zhong Ning's voice became a little quiet, and he suddenly realized that he had said too much. This era is not an era of freedom of speech.

If these words were heard by others, it would bring disaster to oneself.

Fang Ping subconsciously said, "Even so, looking at history, the Ming Dynasty, which refused to marry into a friendly alliance, is still a minority."

Zhong Ning nodded silently, obviously not wanting to continue this topic.

Perhaps because he mentioned his country, Fang Ping suddenly felt a little lost. "Come to think of it, it's been ages since I last acted in a play or sang. I'm itching to go back and give a live show to my fans!"

Fang Ping's tone was filled with regret.

Zhong Ning smiled and said, "I'm not good at acting yet. I'll have to wait and see how it goes. But I can listen to you sing. Do you mind having a few more listeners?"

"Don't mind, don't mind. As long as you are willing to listen, I can sing anything." Fang Ping was a little excited. Others might not understand, but Zhong Ning would definitely understand.

"It's so wonderful to be your fan. I can even request songs!" Zhong Ning smiled and stood up. "Let's get out of here quickly. My friends can't wait any longer."

Fang Ping stood up and took out a guitar from his space. Then he asked, "I was just about to ask you, what's going on with your friends? It seems like there's a woman disguised as a man, and the two guards are very cold-faced."

"As expected of my Chinese Eagle Eye, she can see through the truth at a glance. That girl is indeed a girl, but her identity is somewhat special and cannot be easily revealed to others." Zhong Ning pointed upwards.

Fang Ping suddenly understood and whispered, "I understand. She must be a daughter of a noble family. Those two men are actually protecting her."

Zhong Ning gave a thumbs up, his guess was almost right, except that his imagination needed to be improved.

"By the way, please write me two small cake recipes first, so that I can resist if someone asks about it."

Fang Ping understood and quickly walked to the desk to start writing.

He knew how to cook, so baking pastries and making cakes were a piece of cake for him.

After finishing it, he handed it to Zhong Ning.

Zhong Ning put it away carefully, took out four small cakes, put them on a small tray, and prepared to go out.

Fang Ping stopped him in time, "Do you still need me?"

After saying that, he took out a few small cakes from the space and placed them on a tray. Zhong Ning quickly took the tray and put his own back into the space.

Fang Ping picked up his guitar and walked straight out of the room.

The two walked all the way to Jingxuan Pavilion.

Princess Zhaoyang had already drunk a bellyful of tea and had just returned from washing her hands in the official chambers. When she saw Zhong Ning, her lips immediately pursed. "Sister Zhong, why did you come back just now? I was so sleepy waiting for you."

Zhong Ning placed the small cake in front of her, sat down, and said with a gentle smile, "I have some private matters to discuss with Master Fang, so it's a little late. These are the specialties of Master Fang's mansion, come and try them!"

Princess Zhaoyang looked at the exquisite little cakes in front of her and felt that she could eat a little more. She picked up one with her fingers and put it in her mouth. She took a light bite and the sweet taste immediately filled her entire mouth.

"It's delicious, so delicious." Princess Zhaoyang was moved as she ate.

Fang Ping smiled and said, "It's delicious, eat more!" Then he lowered his head to tune the strings of his guitar.

Princess Zhaoyang looked at him with a bewildered expression, and turned her gaze to Zhong Ning, as if asking, what is your friend going to do?

"Sitting here like this is boring. I heard that Master Fang is proficient in music. Why don't you perform a song for us?"

Zhong Ning pulled out a silver note from his pocket and pushed it towards Fang Ping. "One song, ten taels of silver. Order ten first!"

Fang Ping looked at the silver, then at Zhong Ning, his eyes filled with emotion.

He thought he was just going to sing a song for fun today, but he didn't expect the boss to be so polite and just pay for it.

Ten taels for one poem, ten poems equal one hundred taels!

Seriously, he can sing until the big guys go bankrupt!

Princess Zhaoyang looked at Zhong Ning with a dull expression.

No, coming to someone's home as a guest is already a disturbance in many ways. Sister Zhong actually uses money to humiliate them. Isn't that inappropriate?

She moved her lips, wanting to speak to stop him, but she didn't know how to start.

Because Mr. Fang seemed quite happy?