The happy life of a prodigal

The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Fang Xiu said, "Have you ever planted land?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, his expression changed immediately, he stretched out a hand, pointed at Fang Xiu, and said angrily, "Zhu Zi'an dare to insult me!"

He is a dignified scholar, how could he do such a lowly job as farming.

When Fang Xiu heard the name 'Zhuzi', his face became a little cold, but he didn't get angry as usual, he just asked, "Have you ever worked?"

The middle-aged man suppressed his anger and said coldly, "No."

When Fang Xiu heard this, the expression on his face became even more disdainful, and he said indifferently: "For ten years, you have neither planted nor worked, so what have you done?"

"I......"

The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback, and then said confidently, "Read!"

Fang Xiu smiled: "Others say that Han Chuang has studied hard for ten years, but I don't think you look like Han Chuang who has studied hard... But if you say you have studied for ten years, it is as if you have studied for ten years." Year's book bar.

After reading the book for ten years, and failing the exam twice, what is the difference between reading the book and not reading it? "

"I......"

The middle-aged man was poked into a sore spot. He wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to refute. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu took a step forward, looked directly at the middle-aged man, with a sudden change of momentum, and said in a sharp tone: "I don't farm the land, I don't work, and I eat ten years of grain for nothing.

Claiming to be a scholar, he took two exams but failed. He couldn't carry it on his shoulders or lift it with his hands. He used the money accumulated by his ancestors to get drunk in restaurants, but he took it for granted and didn't feel guilty at all.

That's all, at most you're just a useless person, but you still look down on others present who are self-sufficient.

Self-righteous as a scholar, but ignorant of reason, unable to distinguish right from wrong, just because the other party is a scholar, I feel that I should speak out, but in fact, I am only humiliating myself..."

"you!"

"You don't know how to support yourself, you don't know the etiquette of a gentleman, and you don't know how to serve the country with loyalty. You only know how to receive the royal salary and get drunk in restaurants. How dare you call yourself a scholar?

If I were you, I should know my shame and be brave, study hard, or else I should farm and work to support myself, but you are not ashamed, but proud, and even complacent, without taking it seriously.

Poor and rotten Confucian, also worthy of calling himself a scholar?

A person like you who reads sage books in vain, only wags his lips and tongue, and tells stories, but a dog with a broken spine, how dare he bark and bark in front of this young master? "

"I...I...you...you..."

The middle-aged man was so angry that he couldn't speak when he heard these words, he held his chest, as if he was about to die in the next second.

Fang Xiu dismissed it, and shouted the last sentence in a cold voice: "My young master has never seen such a brazen person like you!"

"puff--!"

When the middle-aged man heard the last sentence, he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this scene, the diners around were all stunned.

It turns out...swearing can actually make people vomit blood.

The middle-aged man was dizzy, as if he was about to faint in a second.

In a trance, he cheered up and forced himself to say what he had always wanted to say.

"I'm a Juren, and I have a great reputation. If you are a Qiuba, how can you humiliate me?"

Chapter 364 A Good Meal

When Fang Xiu heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and he said: "Do you know that the so-called Qiu Ba is the general of the Shenji Camp, the fifth rank of the imperial court?"

The middle-aged man's expression was still very disdainful, he stared at Fang Xiu, and said angrily: "That's just Qiu Ba!"

Fang Xiu shook his head, and said again: "Then do you know that this Qiu Ba is also the earl of His Majesty's family name, Xin Amber?"

"No matter what, it's just Qiu Ba!"

The middle-aged man glared and roared like crazy.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu sighed, took a step forward, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Then you should know what crime should be for insulting a court official?"

The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this.

Because, he saw a few strong guards appearing behind Fang Xiu.

"I......"

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but before he opened his mouth, he heard a voice next to his ear: "A small Juren dares to slander Master Fang in public, give me a hard hit!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the person who spoke leading several burly guards towards him.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man showed fear on his face, and subconsciously took a step back.

Unfortunately...it was too late.

Fang Xiu was not in the mood to watch the following scene, turned around and walked out of the Zuihua Pavilion.

Before the carriage.

Wu Yi looked at Fang Xiu, thought for a while, and said, "Is it too much?"

Fang Xiu glanced at him and said lightly, "It's not like what you said."

Wu Yi shook his head and said, "I'm not talking about that guy, I'm talking about what you said before..."

It is no big deal to beat a powerless juren, at most he will be scolded.

They are already notorious in the minds of the scholars in the capital, and they are almost equated with the rich and rich. What's the big deal if they get some scolding?

But......

Those words just now are equivalent to standing on the opposite side with the scholar-officials.

The salary of the king of food, cannot be carried on the shoulder, cannot be lifted by the hand...

Shaking lips and tongue, telling stories...

Reading sage books in vain...

Each of these words pierced the hearts of those scholar-bureaucrats.

Even Wu Yi, who has never cared about these things, can guess what kind of disturbance will be caused after the news is spread.

Fang Xiu, on the other hand, looked indifferently, looked at Wu Yi, and said, "Do you and I have to care about those poor and rotten scholars?"

When Wu Yi heard this, a smile appeared on his face, as if he had figured it out, he replied: "It's also..."

"It's you, who owes me 5000 taels of silver. I'll give you three months to pay it off."

Fang Xiu patted Wu Yi's shoulder and said with a smile.

Wu Yi spread his hands and said, "Even if I can't make up 5000 taels, I will still go to the border..."

Seeing that Fang Xiu was going to get angry, he hastily added: "But I will definitely get it!"

This is said with great confidence.

Fang Xiu watched him walk away from Zuihua Pavilion and get into the carriage, but he couldn't figure out where he got his confidence.

However, this has nothing to do with me.

As a friend, he had done his duty.

If Wu Yi can really earn 5000 taels of silver within three months without stealing, robbing, or cheating, it shows that he has really made up his mind.

Although Wu Yi is a dude, he has inherited the hard work of his ancestors.

What he has made up his mind to will not change easily.

It's just that, when the time comes, whether the old emperor and An Qinghou agree or not, it's not up to him.

After all, there is only such a single seedling in Anqinghou Mansion.

The border... especially the borders of the four northern states are so dangerous.

Even if An Qinghou agreed, the old emperor would not agree due to various considerations.

Fang Xiu thought so, the carriage had already arrived at Fangfu.

After getting out of the carriage and arriving in the backyard, I realized that dinner had already been arranged.

Zhao Yan was sitting on the stone bench, with a pair of beautiful eyes staring at the copper pot in front of her without blinking, looking forward to it.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu felt a little helpless, and said, "Today is hot pot again?"

Zhao Yan glanced back at him and said, "The township examination will be in two days, even if it's a farewell party for you, a good meal is not too much, right?"

The examination room for the provincial examination in the Gyeonggi region is located in the capital, so how can we say a farewell party?

Furthermore, since Zhao Yan lived next door, it seems that she hasn't had a bad meal.

Fang Xiu sat down next to her, looked at Bai Xiaochun behind him, and ordered: "Let them cut more beef..."

"Yes, Master!"

Fang Xiu looked at Zhao Yan and asked, "When will the maids in your palace move here?"

"what?"

Zhao Yan was looking at the hot pot, and when she heard this, she was slightly startled, as if she didn't react.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu seemed to have thought of something, looked at her suspiciously, and asked, "You don't mean you want to live with me all the time, do you?"

When Zhao Yan heard this, her pretty face blushed slightly, but she didn't answer.

Instead, looking at Bai Xiaochun who was about to go to the back kitchen, he said loudly, "Cut more lamb!"

Bai Xiaochun replied: "Okay, Miss Zhao!"

Seeing this, Fang Xiu shook his head, but didn't ask any more questions.

After all, he is a big customer of Baolefang, and he just stayed in Fangfu for a few days, so there is nothing to say.

only......

Fang Xiu looked at Zhao Yan, and suddenly said: "You don't mean to covet my beauty, and you want to do something wrong while I'm sleeping?"

Zhao Yan's eyes widened when she heard this, with an expression of disbelief.

After a while, he said: "I have never seen such a brazen person like you!"

............

Two days passed in a flash.

On this day, just after dawn, Xiu'er stood outside Fang Xiu's door with a basin of hot water, knocked on the door and said, "Young master, young master, it's time to get up!"

At this moment, Fang Xiu was immersed in sleep, and vaguely heard someone calling his name.

Opening his eyes, he glanced outside the door, then he seemed to remember something, and said, "Come in."

As soon as the voice fell, the door was pushed open.

Xiu'er put the pot of hot water on the shelf, skillfully found a set of clothes from the closet, took it out, walked to the bedside, looked at her young master, and reminded: "Master, today is the day of the provincial examination, you can't sleep again..."

Fang Xiu got up from the bed and rubbed his eyes.

He sat by the bed, dazed for a moment, then, took the clothes and put them on himself.

After getting dressed, he rubbed Xiu'er's little head and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work..."

In the past, the one who got up every morning and got dressed had to be waited on by others.

Fang Xiu was not so extravagant.

Therefore, even with a handsome maid like Xiu'er, she always does it herself.

However, if something important happens, or an important day, Xiu'er still needs to get up early and act as an alarm clock to remind herself.

Apparently, today is the big day...

Chapter 365 Before the examination room

With a blushing face, Xiu'er tidied up Fang Xiu's clothes and prepared his luggage. After everything was settled, she looked at him with big watery eyes, thought for a while, and said softly, "The young master is so smart, he must be the Wenqu star in the sky. If you go down to earth, you will definitely pass the exam."

This is for Fang Xiu, and it seems to be for herself.

After hearing this, Fang Xiu showed a smile on his face, rubbed her head, and said with a smile: "With your words, I will definitely hit the young master."