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Chapter 24 Carbon-Based Organisms
"Your Highness is going out? Do you need me to see His Highness off?"

Mr. Zhao at the door was lying on a recliner, eating melon seeds leisurely.

Seeing Fang Weihan coming, he stood up and patted his buttocks and said.

"No need, Second Master, just rest, I'll just wander around."

Fang Weihan waved his hand.

"That's fine. Your Highness remembers to go back to Qinghuo Academy for class. In the past two days, there have been many reminders."

Zhao Erye reminded.

Attend class?

I almost failed and let me go to class?
Take a leave of absence, you must take a leave of absence!
"Okay, I see."

Fang Weihan agreed casually.

After crossing the high threshold, he walked straight out of the gate of the palace.

The spring rain has just passed, and the vernal equinox in April is already a bit hot in summer.

The glare of the sun made him involuntarily close his eyes.

Fang Weihan hails a carriage casually.

"My lord, where are you going?"

The coachman bowed his body and asked obsequiously.

This young man is dressed in fancy clothes, and the price is not cheap at first glance. This is a big customer, so we can't neglect it.

"An Lefang."

Fang Weihan replied.

"Okay, you sit still!"

The coachman drove the horse swiftly, and the carriage was speeding on the bluestone road.

Anlefang is the location of Huanhualou.

Fang Weihan has noticed a very strange sense of disobedience since he woke up this morning.

Not long ago, he finally realized what this sense of disobedience was:
The people in the mansion didn't seem to know what he was doing before he fell into a coma, maybe it was just that he was too crazy to go shopping in brothels, and he was weak and passed out for a day.

This is obviously unscientific.

It stands to reason that there was such a big commotion on the night of the fifth day of April that everyone in the palace could not have heard of it?
Taking a step back, even if they hadn't heard about it, didn't the person who sent him back make it clear to them?

By the way, who sent himself back after I passed out?

Fang Weihan frowned in thought.

Could it be Tao Yunjiang?

I just forgot to ask Ning Bai.

He ran through his hair regretfully.

"Do you know who sent me back the night before?"

Fang Weihan asked silently in his heart.

"do not know."

Yun Shu wrote bluntly.

"I was still awake at the time, so I didn't know anything about what happened outside."

You are really more and more like Siri, and you are nothing when you are disconnected from the Internet.

Fang Weihan looked at the light and shadow of Changming street scene receding outside the window, feeling more and more uneasy in his heart.

what on earth is it?

He had to go to Huanhualou to take a look for himself.

Time passed quickly, and before you knew it, the car stopped slowly, and the neighing of a horse came from ahead.

"My lord, Anlefang is here."

The coachman's voice came from outside the window.

Fang Weihan woke up from his contemplation.

He opened the curtain, jumped out of the carriage, and casually threw a piece of silver to the coachman.

"keep the change."

Fang Weihan smiled at the driver friendly, and then left straight away.

"This……"

The coachman took the money with a look of panic, he couldn't believe it.

In addition to giving too much money, what made him even more flattered was that this young man smiled at himself.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, there was an insurmountable identity gap between the people of the aristocratic family and the head of the common people.

I'd rather be a dog barking in front of Zhu's gate than plowing the long acres.

Ordinary people don't even live as well as a watchdog of a family, such is the way of the world.

And that is the respected noble son, who would treat him so kindly.

This is something he has never experienced in his ten years of soliciting customers.

Those big people are often only arrogant and domineering, beating and scolding themselves frequently, how can they be willing to smile at themselves?

The coachman tightly held the silver in his hand, his eyes were a little sore.

He wiped his hands carefully on the blouse, as if he was afraid that it would not be clean.

Then he solemnly bowed his hands in the direction Fang Weihan left to salute.

Passers-by all looked sideways, but the coachman didn't care at all and kept his posture motionless.

Like a sculpture.

……

"It seems that An Le Fang is the same as usual?"

Fang Weihan strolled on the Qingshi street, surrounded by bustling crowds.

"No, there are a lot more forbidden troops around here!"

He focused his eyes and keenly found some clues.

There are 72 squares in Changming, and each square is equipped with a regiment battalion of the security guards. The number of people is more than a hundred people, and it is only used for daily security purposes.

Moreover, these forbidden troops are generally stationed in the barracks, and very few of them will go out to patrol the camp.

In the event of a major case of insufficient manpower, the Wubing Shangshu can uniformly deploy the Forbidden Army in the north of the city to support it.

But in Anlefang, within his sight range, there are no less than a hundred imperial guards patrolling.

Absolutely something happened.

Fang Weihan was already able to see the towering Huanhualou archway by the Ming River in the distance.

He stopped suddenly.

So fucking hungry.

Fang Weihan took a look at the state of [blood deficiency], and decided to find something to eat first.

It is now in the afternoon, it is not a restaurant at all, and the shops are also closed.

Fang Weihan searched for a long time before he found an open stall.

This stall seems to sell wontons.

"Shopkeeper, bring me ten bowls of wontons."

Fang Weihan randomly found a table and sat down, not shying away from greasy tables and chairs.

The old man in the shop who rushed over was dumbfounded when he heard this.

"My...my lord, how much do you say?"

"Ten bowls, just make it quickly, I'm a little hungry."

Fang Weihan was more than a little hungry.

The more he looked at the greasy table in front of him, the more pleasing it was to his eyes.

Will this wood be delicious if it is coated with oil and then deep-fried?
"Okay, young master, wait a moment, the little old man will do it now!"

The old man smiled happily when he heard this, and immediately ran back to the stove and started to work.

Fang Weihan pressed his hands on his stomach to suppress the strong sense of hunger, and at the same time moved his eyes away from the table, otherwise he was afraid that he would really eat this thing.

"I suggest you not to do this. According to the digestive system of carbon-based organisms, you may die if you eat this table."

Yun Shu reminded at the right time.

Carbon... carbon-based organisms?
When did she learn the word?
"Can your thesaurus be updated?"

Fang Weihan turned pale with shock.

Beware of artificial intelligence!

"The world's knowledge, I have already read it all. The so-called carbon-based organisms and a thousand creatures are just another way of saying it. What's so strange?"

Yun Shu wrote.

...Where did the tsundere version of Siri come from?

Fang Weihan was speechless.

He sighed, too hungry to complain.

Why haven't my wontons arrived yet?

Before the wontons came, Fang Weihan heard an unexpected voice.

"Uncle Zhang, bring me a bowl of wontons!"

A crisp girlish voice full of vitality came.

Fang Weihan: "?"

This sound is so familiar...

He looked around suspiciously, and met a pair of big flickering eyes.

"Huh? It's you!"

Tao Yunjiang was pleasantly surprised.

Isn't this his own cheap apprentice?
For some reason, the girl's gloomy mood improved a lot.

(End of this chapter)