Zhang Fang kept this matter in his mind. The fact that Xu Chang would be so cautious indicated that the officials sent this time were not allies of Xu Chang. It would be worth paying attention to and understanding these supervising officials.
Upon hearing the news of Zhang Fang’s arrival in the state capital, many fans rushed to the inn daily, hoping to catch a glimpse of him. To prevent congestion, Zhang Fang could only instruct Manager Wang to set up a platform outside the city, similar to last time, to hold a fan meeting.
When the Second Prince arrived in Jiangzhou, he heard that Zhang Fang was hosting a fan meeting. Casting aside his identity, he personally went to ask passersby about the details of the fan gathering.
Knowing that the fan meeting was happening today, the Second Prince disregarded his weariness, having someone drive him to the venue.
The scene was indeed packed with people; the Second Prince’s carriage was stopped outside because while people could enter, the carriage could not.
“Do you know who my master is? How dare you stop him!” The guards were threatening the bodyguards hired by Manager Wang.
The bodyguards remained unfazed and calmly replied, “Hurry up and park to enter! There isn’t much space inside!”
Seeing this, the Second Prince impatiently got out of the carriage and walked directly inside with his guards.
Attending such a large event for the first time, the Second Prince felt like a country bumpkin, marveling at everything he saw.
Especially seeing many people holding flower baskets filled with fresh flowers, and others waving banners and signs that read, “Only Love Zhang Lang.” Oh my, how straightforward! The local customs in Jiangzhou were quite fascinating!
Hardcore fans were maintaining order at the site, and when they saw new arrivals, someone approached the Second Prince to register.
“May I ask what your rank is, young master?”
The Second Prince was somewhat confused and instinctively answered, “Royalty.”
The person looked puzzled and asked again, “What rank are you, young master?”
One of the Second Prince’s guards directly stated, “My master is the current Second Prince!”
The registration staff was taken aback for a moment, then slowly performed a bow and asked again, “What rank does His Highness the Second Prince hold?”
The guard glared at the woman, thinking she was foolish. They had already stated their identity, yet she continued to ask this question. He rudely remarked, “My master is the current Second Prince! Why don’t you quickly clear these people out and properly attend to him!”
The hardcore fan in charge of registration helplessly explained, “Your Highness, while your identity is noble, you must still abide by the crowd’s order here. This is a rule set by Zhang Lang. Even the Princess of Zhaoyang must register her rank when she comes.”
The Princess of Zhaoyang was the biological sister of the current Emperor, and her husband was the General of the West who held military power. The Second Prince didn’t expect his aunt would also be attending this fan gathering. He quickly asked, “Where is my aunt?”
Though the hardcore fan could not afford to offend the Second Prince, she did not want to violate the rules set by Zhang Fang. She could only lead the Second Prince to the Princess of Zhaoyang to let her personally register for him. After all, the Princess of Zhaoyang was also a hardcore fan.
The Princess of Zhaoyang specifically came to attend Zhang Fang’s fan meeting. Once there, she successfully blended into the local hardcore fan group due to her status. This gave her a chance to do work on-site. It was said that those who helped would have a chance to get Zhang Fang’s autograph afterward. Even as a princess, she had immersed herself in this atmosphere, getting swept up in the fandom and instinctively elevating Zhang Fang to the highest position. The fans felt proud to work for Zhang Fang.
Today, she brought many guards with her, making registration much easier. She wasn’t tired and could make more fan friends to share stories about Zhang Fang, which made the Princess of Zhaoyang very happy.
Turning around, she recognized a familiar face and showed a surprised expression. “Isn’t that the Second Prince! What is he doing here? Could it be that he is also a fan of Zhang Fang?”
The Princess of Zhaoyang happily greeted the Second Prince, smiling and asking, “Your Highness, did you come specially for the fan meeting? What is your rank?”
The Second Prince felt a little embarrassed and inquired, “Aunt, I don’t quite understand what this rank means.”
Hearing this, the Princess of Zhaoyang realized he was a novice fan unfamiliar with Zhang Fang. Her enthusiasm instantly waned as she explained, “As a fan of Zhang Lang, ranks are designated. The higher the rank, the more eligibility one has to join Zhang Lang’s charitable foundation and help out! For example, I am a hardcore fan, which is the highest rank among fans. By attending Zhang Lang’s fan meeting this time, I can take on tasks to help register the ranks of newcomers.”
Even though the Second Prince had collected much information about Zhang Fang while in the capital, he still lacked an understanding of these matters. Hearing that there were distinctions among fans shocked him. He hurriedly asked, “How does one become the highest-ranked fan?”
“You have to buy books and authorized derivative products from Zhang Lang. Each purchase earns points, and the more points you have, the higher your rank goes. Zhang Lang is truly a rare gentleman! He established a charitable foundation, and all income is donated there to help those displaced and suffering!” When the Princess spoke of Zhang Fang, her demeanor softened, as if she had returned to her teenage years, both bashful and enthusiastic.
The Second Prince was taken aback to see his dignified aunt like this; the corners of his eyes twitched. It seemed that Zhang Fang was truly a remarkable person! He followed up, asking, “May I know where Zhang Lang is? I came specifically to befriend him.”
Hearing this, the Princess of Zhaoyang laughed and told the Second Prince, “Someone like Zhang Lang, a rare and noble soul, is unwilling to associate with the wealthy or powerful. I once personally visited Dou County to meet him. Do you know what he looks like?”
The Second Prince shook his head, particularly intrigued by Zhang Fang, jesting, “Could it be that, as written in books, he is cultivating himself?”
“Not at all. Though Zhang Lang is not cultivating, what he does is as great as cultivation. Zhang Lang hails from a farming family with humble beginnings. Even though he is now famous, he harbors the well-being of the world. Not only does he donate his income to help the poor, but he also personally established a school, teaching the children of farmers to read and write. He says, ‘In life, one should do meaningful things!'”
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