The happy life of a prodigal

My young master has become a general, and the entire Fang Mansion, from the Chief Manager Yang Guanshi to the gatekeeper, is filled with pride.

The entire Fang Mansion, like the New Year, is filled with a joyful atmosphere.

No matter where you go, you can hear the voice of whispering communication.

Fang Xiu walked into the yard, waved to Bai Xiaochun, feeling a little depressed, and said, "Leave me alone."

"It's all gone, gone..."

Bai Xiaochun had been serving Fang Xiu since he was a child, and he could tell at a glance that the young master was in a bad mood, so he yelled at the crowd outside the door a few times.

Immediately, he secretly looked at Fang Xiu with an incomprehensible expression.

The young master was made an official by the emperor, this is a great thing.

But looking at him like this, it looks like he has been robbed of money.

Could it be that the young master thinks the official is too young?

Not only was the young master not imprisoned in the prison, but he was also named a general. Xiu'er was very happy.

But seeing that the young master seemed unhappy, he didn't speak, but his heart was flattered.

The young master became a general. After that, wouldn't Xiu'er be the general's maid?

Recalling something, Xiu'er's pretty face turned red, and she looked at Fang Xiu with even more admiration.

After everyone left, the yard became quiet.

Fang Xiu was at a loss for a long time, and suddenly there was an expression of indignation on his face, and he said angrily: "The dog emperor actually framed me!"

First ordered himself to participate in the review, and then ordered himself to participate in the imperial examination.

This is the first time in the whole world that I heard that someone took both civil and martial arts exams at the same time. This is not framed, what is it?

Although I don't know what the purpose of the dog emperor is, but one thing is certain...

He will never think about this kind of life of eating and waiting to die in the future!

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

In Chunfeng Building, Fang Xiu sat at the table, drinking alone, thinking about how to get rid of the position of General Zhonglang.

Passive sabotage, corruption and bribery, bending the law for personal gain?

If doing so can make him lose his official position and continue to eat and wait for death, it would be a good idea.

But it would not be worthwhile if he went to prison for this and implicated the family of Fangfu.

"Master, your wine is ready."

Just as Fang Xiu was racking his brains and thinking hard, a voice came.

Looking up, it was Lu Si, holding a pot of finely carved spirits, walking over.

Fang Xiu said casually, "Let's put it here."

"Yes, sir."

After Lu Si left, Fang Xiu looked at the jug of wine on the table and felt even more depressed.

This dog emperor has dug such a big hole for himself, and in the end, he still has to give him wine to drink, so there is no way to reason.

The more he thought about it, the more bored he became, Fang Xiu picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

"Drinking alone?"

At this time, a pleasant voice suddenly came from the ear.

Xia Yixue stood in front of her, staring at him with a pair of beautiful but cold eyes.

A glass of strong wine poured into his throat, and even Fang Xiu became a little tipsy. He raised his head to look at Xia Yixue, his eyes were a little blurred.

He had only had acquaintance with this Xia Dacaptain twice, and the process was not very pleasant.

Even though he has never dated Xia Yixue's temperament, he has heard a little bit about it.

It is impossible to come to drink with a playboy he has never met for no reason.

There must be something.

But he is no longer the prodigal son of Fang Da, but General Habayashi Wei Zhonglang, and he is not worried that she will do anything against him.

Therefore, he just said lazily, "Together?"

With such a frivolous tone, Xia Yixue did not get angry when she heard it, but said indifferently: "No."

Seeing this, Fang Xiu immediately understood.

This cold-faced big head catcher seems to have something to ask of himself.

It's a pity that it's a bit embarrassing for such a temperamental person to do this kind of thing.

Fang Xiu smiled, took a sip of his wine, and said, "What's the matter, let's talk."

Seeing this, Xia Yixue no longer pretended to be polite. In fact, she didn't know what to do.

Hearing what Fang Xiu said, he felt a lot more relaxed, and said straight to the point: "Someone asked me to take the last three volumes of "Romance of the West Chamber" with me."

Fang Xiu looked at him and asked, "What does "The Romance of the West Chamber" have to do with me? What are you looking for books for?"

Xia Yixue looked at Fang Xiu expressionlessly: "Do you know "The Romance of the West Chamber"?"

Fang Xiu was taken aback.

That's right, "The Romance of the West Chamber" doesn't exist in this world, and the only one who knows it is Zhao Yan, except Xiu'er and Bai Xiaochun from the manor.

But Zhao Yan already has a manuscript written by herself, so there is no need to find someone to ask for it.

This Xia Yixue...how did she know about "The Romance of the West Chamber"?

Xia Yixue looked at Fang Xiu, Fang Xiu also looked at Xia Yixue, the two pairs of eyes looked at each other for a long time.

Fang Xiu showed helplessness on his face, spread his hands, and said: "The only manuscript is not in my hands, in a few days, I will go to the palace to start a job, and I don't have time to write any more, I'm afraid I will disappoint you. "

Xia Yixue didn't answer, just looked at him.

The look in her eyes was uncomfortable.

and……

In the previous two times, I was able to escape because of the indispensable relationship with this Xia Da headhunter.

Fang Xiu thought for a while, stood up, and said, "If you don't mind, just wait here until I finish writing."

"it is good."

Xia Yixue nodded lightly, showing no expression.

Fang Xiu looked at her and thought to himself.

Unexpectedly, Xia Yixue, who looked as cold as ice, seemed to be indifferent to the world, but in private was also so enthusiastic about the love between her children.

There is a study room in the backyard of the Chunfeng Building, which is for students who will go to Beijing to prepare for the exam in the next autumn.

Inside, the four treasures of the study are all available.

Fang Xiu approached the study room, sat down at the table in the room, and without saying more, picked up the pen and started writing the last three volumes of "The West Chamber".

Originally, Xia Yixue was just quietly watching Fang Xiu start writing, but for some reason, she smelled a strong aroma of wine and couldn't help drinking a glass.

When Fang Xiu finished writing, it was already two hours later.

Before he had time to rub his sore wrist, he turned his head and saw Xia Yixue lying on the desk in the study, already asleep...

Chapter 55 Bookstore

Lonely man and widow, living in the same room.

Although the opponent was a piece of ice, Fang Xiu still felt a little embarrassed.

Standing up, walked to Xia Yixue's side, originally wanted to hug her to the bed, but suddenly realized that this seemed inappropriate.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of female relatives in the Spring Breeze Tower.

He tiptoed towards the door, ready to call for help.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard a pleasant voice from behind: "Book, finished?"

Fang Xiu turned around and glanced at Xia Yixue, seeing a blush on her extremely pretty face, he was surprised.

Could it be that this piece of ice was melted by his own righteous behavior?

Seems...not impossible.

A woman who likes "The Romance of the West Chamber" may not have a soft heart under her strong appearance.

At this moment, Xia Yixue frowned slightly.

Only then did Fang Xiu realize that the jug of wine that was originally on the table had been opened.

There was also a strong smell of alcohol in the air.

I see……

Fang Xiu became even more embarrassed, and hurriedly said, "It's finished."

Returning to the table, he handed the finished manuscript to Xia Yixue.

After getting the last three volumes, Xia Yixue didn't stop, thanked her, and hurriedly left Chunfeng Building.

Liu Fangxiu stood alone, lost in thought.

Originally thought that Zhao Yan and Xiu'er liked this kind of story, but it was human nature.

Unexpectedly, a woman as cold as Xia Yixue would actually like her.

From the three of them, it can be seen that the readers of Chu State are still very enthusiastic about this kind of tone.

Copying books... seems to be an effective way to make money.

It's just that Fang Xiu has face and morality.

In private, it's okay to tell stories to Xiu'er, but if you really want to use it to make a profit, you have to think carefully...

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

After half a stick of incense, Lu Si stood in front of Fang Xiu with a surprised expression on his face: "Bookstore?"

Fang Xiu took a sip of tea and nodded lightly.

Lu Si thought for a while and said, "The shop next door has been vacant. It's not a big problem to change it into a bookstore, but...young master, we don't have any books to print."

Movable type printing has been around for a long time, and it has developed to a very mature level. There are more than ten bookstores in the capital, large and small.

On weekdays, in addition to helping people publish books, they also recruit some regular literati to write manuscripts full-time, and integrate production and sales.

After all, literati and poets are only a minority, and most people's favorites are leisure stories, which are also the main source of income for bookstores.

Therefore, if you want to open a bookstore, you must recruit literati who write manuscripts.

However, literati and inkmen have always dismissed idle talk books. Only a few people who have failed in the imperial examination and have no hope of obtaining fame will stay in the bookstore to write manuscripts.

The biggest problem is...there aren't many of them.

In this era, the imperial examination is the only right way, and few people would give up the imperial examination if they were not at the end of their rope.

"Have."

Fang Xiu said indifferently: "You send someone to set up the bookstore first, and I will solve the problem of books."

Lu Si wanted to persuade him again, but Fang Xiu's attitude was firm, so he hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Young one, let's do it."

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

Compared with restaurants, bookstores are much easier to set up.

In less than three days, the plaque of Zhuxuanzhai was hung next to the Chunfeng Building.

Lu Si sat on the chair, with a hint of worry between his brows.

Standing next to him was a newly recruited guy, surnamed Zhang, who had worked as a handyman in Wanjuan Building for a period of time, and knew the bookstore quite well.

"Shopkeeper, what book do we want to print?"

The man surnamed Zhang looked at Lu Si, looking eager to try, and asked.