I opened a bookstore in ancient times

In fact, eating melons in Beijing has a local characteristic.

Like to use exaggerated expressions to relay the facts.

It is true that Fu Xiang is not as ruthless as the rumors in the capital, but he is not fake.

When he made a sound, the old servant was too frightened to move, and immediately stopped.

He knew too much and was terrified, but Mr. Qian beside him was ignorant and fearless.

Mr. Qian didn't intend to leave at all, so he turned around very complacently: "Master Fu is calling me?"

The old servant closed his eyes in despair.

Fu Ling only took a look at him, and said slowly: "Master Qian, why are you here today?"

"It's okay, I'll just..."

Before Mr. Qian could finish his ambiguity, the old servant cut it off first, and smiled flatteringly: "It's nothing, it's nothing! My lord is drunk, but passing by, come in and have a seat. I really bothered Boss Su, sorry, sorry."

Although it will be cold soon, but if you save it, maybe you don't have to die too ugly...

Fu Ling narrowed his eyes slightly: "Drunk? Just sit around?"

"really."

The old servant bit the bullet and apologized again and again, "I'm sorry, Boss Su, please don't take it to heart, my family is drunk, Boss Su, you have a lot of adults, don't bother with us. Right? I'm so sorry..."

He couldn't move Fu Ling, so he naturally asked Su Yao.

How could Su Yao speak.

Although I don't know why the attitudes of the two of them changed so quickly, but when it comes to turning over the story, it turns over...Su Yao has a good temper, but he doesn't mean soft persimmon.

Su Yao just lowered her eyes quietly, pretending she didn't hear.

The old servant was still firmly apologizing and explaining, but Mr. Qian beside him couldn't help frowning.

He felt that the old servant was too cowardly, and he kept humiliating him over and over again, but he was very irritable: "Why do you get drunk? I'm not drunk! I'm in charge of the proofreading department in Jiujing, and I came down to inspect the bookstore in Jiujing. It's a matter of righteousness and righteousness. Why, Mr. Fu has an opinion?"

The store was shocked by his plausible statement.

The old servant... the old servant has already laid down.

Forget it.

There are always ups and downs in life, just because I was blind at the beginning, at worst, I will still be a good man 20 years later...

The old servant silently began to make a wish, hoping that with all the merits of this life, I would never meet such a pig teammate again in my next life.

The time he held his voice and held his breath, the shop has gradually become three points colder.

No one spoke for a while, Fu Ling's eyes were heavy, the more angry he was, the calmer his face became: "I didn't know that such an important task was included in the proofreading secretary's salary."

Mr. Qian took it for granted: "This official is diligent and conscientious, so I naturally care about the old Beijing publications."

Fu Ling sneered: "Is that so? In the mid-year performance appraisal, I must mention Mr. Qian's credit for 'understanding the people's sentiments' to Mr. Xu Hua."

Mr. Qian was subconsciously speaking, but his eyes widened suddenly: "You, you, you...You mean Mr. Xu? How could you recognize Xu..."

Xu Hua was Shao Yin of the old capital, who had served for several years, and was the second in command of the Wannian deputy mayor of the old capital.

Seeing his panic-stricken appearance at last, Cheng An felt extremely disdainful in his heart.

He could guess by himself that the old servant clearly recognized the Eldest Young Master, and he must have been telling Master Qian about it just now.

Mr. Qian is good, he is not afraid of my eldest son, but when he mentions Xu Hua, he is terribly afraid.

What a fool.

Now it's anyone who dares to come out and make a fool of himself.

When Cheng An saw Su Yao's hand again, he became even more annoyed: What kind of mindless thing dared to hurt my Boss Su's hand like this.Fortunately, the Eldest Young Master is here, this time we have to make them remember better.

Fu Ling originally planned to let them grow their brains.

But at this moment, seeing Mr. Qian's flustered appearance, his heart was extremely angry, which made him feel a little ridiculous.

What kind of idiots are there in the old capital's government office now?

There is Zheng Fu Yin on the front foot, and Lord Qian on the back foot.

One is more invisible than the other.

What has the Ministry of Rites been doing all these years?This kind of person really passed the Jinshi exam?

Lu Shangshu started to accept gifts in the scientific examination again?

Fu Xiang looked at this ungrateful face, and felt that if he said one more word to him, he would dirty his ears.

If this kind of person wants Fu Xiang to teach him a lesson, Fu Xiang feels that his life is wasted.

Yes, isn't it a waste of life?

My beauty is still hurting, so I don't go to accompany the beauty, but talk to such idiots here.

Fu Xiang was so disgusted for a moment, he just closed his eyes and said, "Get lost."

Mr. Qian's mind has not yet turned the corner, and he is still stuck in the mystery of "why did this person know Mr. Xu from the old Beijing, if he didn't stay in Beijing all the time before".

The old servant suddenly burst into tears of joy: Get out, I've wanted to get out a long time ago!Thank you Fu Xiang for not killing me!

He saluted as if escaping from death, grabbed Mr. Qian and ran outside.

The two finally got out of everyone's sight. Fu Lingfang felt that his eyes were clean, and hurried to help Su Yao: "How is your hand?"

He couldn't help but drag him back to the backyard: "Let me take a look."

Su Yao was tired for a while, so he just let him into his room.

Several people around quietly retreated.

The sun is shining brightly, the branches outside the window are swaying, and the flowers are fragrant.

In summer, crape myrtle blooms, and half of the yard is covered with pink and purple finely divided flowers.

Fu Ling unwrapped the white cloth, his eyes suddenly sank.

Although the bleeding had stopped, there was such a big gash on the back of Su Yao's fair hand.

Fu Ling's heart felt as if someone had squeezed him.

It was okay just now, but maybe the wounds on the outside are getting more and more painful.

Su Yao was very tired again, and only slightly frowned.

Fu Ling's heart ached at first, but when he saw Su Yao's brows frowning slightly, he was heartbroken to kill the two of them.

With a sullen face, Fu Ling carefully changed Su Yao to a better medicine, and re-bandaged it lightly.

No matter how good-natured Su Yao was, he felt unjust when he was bullied at home for no reason.

It wasn't that embarrassing at first.

But at this moment, Fu Ling put the medicine on his palm with his warm fingers, Su Yao glanced at his deep eyes that were close at hand, and his whole heart was slightly sour.

Suddenly like a child.

I really want Fu Ling to coax him.

But this thought was still a little scary, and Su Yao woke up instantly.

He suppressed this strangeness, and then he had some doubts: "Mr. Fu, do you know that person?"

Fu Ling didn't want to mention these two idiots: "I don't know each other."

After a pause, he added: "Xu Shi has seen me before, or my second brother. My second brother is..."

"It's Mr. Fu from the Ministry of Officials." Su Yao smiled, "I know. Mr. Fu is a child of the Fu family in the western capital."

Fu Ling was slightly taken aback, but only nodded: "Yes. I don't live at home now."

Whenever Fu Ling is mentioned in the book, or Su Yao has heard of Fu Xiang in Jingzhong, he can recognize Fu Gezi's identity at this time.

But it is not mentioned in the book.

Today, he killed his father and brother, and the eldest brother he killed was the adopted son of the present empress dowager and also the former prince.

And Fu Ling used to be the prince's companion.

If he hadn't seized the throne today, he should be a close minister of the emperor with power over the court.

In fact, when the ex-prince was eliminated, almost all the important officials of the ex-prince's family were killed.

No one knows exactly how Mr. Fu Xiangfu escaped.

Anyway, the Fu family in Xidu is a wealthy family that has changed its surname twice and is still living in its heyday. It is only normal that they secretly have some means to keep their eldest son and grandson.

It's just that even if the former prince was not buried with him, Fu Xiang couldn't stay in Beijing. He claimed to be ill and retired. It is said that he went back to the south of the Yangtze River to recuperate.

Mr. Xiao Fu has been working abroad, and when the situation calmed down a little, he was transferred to Beijing under the arrangement.

The influence of the old nobles should not be underestimated. Firstly, they are afraid of falling into the trap, secondly, because they do not have full strength, and thirdly, they have fought fiercely with the Queen Mother's faction, and have never acted rashly against the old noble clan.

Maintain a well-known delicate balance in the court situation.

Because talking about seizing the throne is very taboo in today's world, and Fu Ling has a special status, he was never mentioned in the old capital.

Even in the Fu family, there are very few people who dare to talk about it.

Eating melons may cost one's life, and Yun cherishes her life very much.

So Su Yao didn't know much about it.

Fu Ling didn't intend to say everything at once.

Now even if the world is turned upside down, the foundation of the Fu family is still there. Fu Ling has the absolute confidence and confidence to protect Su Yao for the rest of his life. Don't worry about everything, just take your time.

But thinking of this, Fu Ling felt a little depressed.

Su Yaoshang had nothing to do with him. In the current situation, he was mistaken. With Su Yao's identity alone, he could be bullied by any manager Wan or Lord Qian.

After all, Fu Ling was born in a wealthy family, and later, he has fought openly and secretly. It has been a long time since he has seen such a low-level and stupid death.

It doesn't look real.

He absolutely does not believe that Lu Shangshu confiscated the money.

In the future, I have to let Yushitai find an opportunity to participate in his book, and check the moisture of the Guochao scientific examination.

Fu Ling didn't talk any more, Su Yao didn't know much about it, and he was a little tired, so he just closed his eyes.

Fu Ling held his hand and frowned slightly: "Are you tired?"

Su Yao nodded: "It's probably a little... in a bad mood, and I stood for a long time just now. Just take a break."

How long have you been standing?

Fu Ling was secretly angry again: What did this little man with no eyesight do?

He felt distressed, he only helped Su Yao to the couch, and softened his tone: "You sleep peacefully, the shop is closed today."

He tucked the corner of the quilt again, and sat down on the side of the couch: "I'm still here, so don't worry."

Seeing the gentleness in his sharp brows, Su Yao felt a little embarrassed, and wanted to withdraw her hand involuntarily.

Fu Ling didn't let go, and was afraid of hurting him, so he just held onto it: "Don't move."

Su Yao met his concerned eyes, her heart suddenly recovered, she stopped struggling, and closed her eyes hastily.

In fact, Su Yao's health has improved a lot, and it's okay to stand for a while, but this time, Xu was so nervous all the way, and when he closed his eyes, he was very tired and fell asleep.

It was approaching noon, and the light and shadow were mottled, casting light shadows on Su Yao's fair and delicate face.

Fu Ling waited until his breathing was steady, then gently let go of his hand, and made a gesture with An Weibing.

Dark Guard C replied immediately: Don't worry, Eldest Young Master.

Fu Ling went out quietly. Wu Shuhou was in the courtyard, and said respectfully, "What are your plans, sir?"

Fu Ling was extremely disgusted: "Does it have anything to do with the Wan family?"

"Yes." Uncle Wu nodded, and said again, "But Old General Cheng hasn't spared Wan's family yet. Old General always retaliates, so you don't need to do anything again."

He deliberated for a while: "Master Qian is an official of the former Beijing government office. How about saying hello to Master Song?"

"That would be too cheap for him." Fu Ling said lightly.

Uncle Wu was startled, and he heard Fu Ling's voice cold: "It must be good luck to be able to live in this world for such a long time with such a poor brain."

"It's his parents' job to let him have some brains. I just want him to know the consequences of not being brains."

Uncle Wu understood: "The old slave arranged."

Fu Ling didn't want to talk about idiots any more, so he brought up another matter: "Please trouble Uncle Wu to arrange for Fu Ke to come. Su Yao can't cook. Let them secretly deliver food these few days."

Uncle Wu was puzzled: "Secretly?"

Fu Ling paused for a moment: "Last time, I felt that Su Yao didn't seem to like me spending money."

Uncle Wu respectfully complied, and suddenly felt funny in his heart.

He is really the person that the eldest son holds in his heart, and he can control the eldest son before he even enters the door.

No one in the Fu family dared to take care of the eldest son's flow-based method of spending money from childhood to adulthood.

Anyway, the Fu family had plenty of money, so the old man and his wife didn't care about it, so they let him go.

I don't think Boss Su has this ability.

Although the essence hasn't changed, at least the Eldest Young Master knows to restrain himself a bit, doesn't he?

Uncle Wu sighed again and again, and went to give orders again.

Since some people dare to be the eldest son's sweetheart, don't blame the eldest son for not holding back.

If you don't care about the consequences before doing things, then take it.

Su Yao is still sleeping in the room, and a certain Mr. Qian has started a five-day magical journey.

Mr. Qian's outlook on life for decades collapsed in just five days.

First of all, in the evening of that day, Mr. Qian returned home from the government office, and found that his old servant had packed up and ran away.

The old servant stole his body and deed together, Mr. Qian couldn't even charge him with the crime of running away as a slave, so he had to sue him to the yamen for the crime of theft.

People in the yamen knew that Mr. Qian was a little short-sighted, so he openly appeased him, but secretly laughed at him, and dropped the case.

Mr. Qian went home from the Yamen resentfully. On the way, he happened to meet a snitch running away. One accidentally let the snitch push him into a puddle, and planted a dog to eat shit.

How could a snitch just happen to let him catch up?

Mrs. Qian became more and more annoyed, and went home cursing. Mrs. Qian hated his embarrassment in her heart, but pretended to comfort him, got him drunk, and coaxed him to sign and leave the book, and ran away with her old lover that night.

Madam Qian is an orphan girl, she has always had an old friend, she was forced to marry him back then.

Her old friend is a scholar, and her family is poor, but by chance, she met an old man who fell ill on the outskirts of the country. After one or two treatments, he got a whole bag of broken gold.

Mrs. Qian had long been disgusted with Mr. Qian's stupidity and shallowness. Since she had money, she left immediately that night.

When Master Qian woke up, his wife was gone.

The daughter-in-law has no natal family, so he has nowhere to reason, and has no way to inquire.

Although the two have no heirs for many years, they have always raised cases together and never had any suspicions.

Mr. Qian was worried, anxious, suspicious and frightened all morning, and went to the Yamen to report the case in the afternoon.

Yazhong naturally saw another joke.

When he came home at night, he no longer had a wife, and the bed was cold, so he could only rush to his concubine's room humbly.

The concubine was four months pregnant, Master Qian hugged Wen Cun for a while, in the middle of the night, the concubine got up secretly and took the key from him.

The next day Master Qian went to the government office to go to work, and the concubine packed all her belongings, hired a carriage, and rushed away.

Before leaving, he yelled at the gate of Qian's mansion: "The one who killed Qiandao's surname is Qian! Do you think it was great to save Fengchen back then! I have long been in love with Mr. Wang, and he is going to redeem me soon, but you rely on him to save Fengchen! To be a modest official, and to have the friendship of the Wan family, force me to come!"

As he spoke, he burst into tears: "If it wasn't for you, this child and I would have gone to Suzhou with the prince! I'm already pregnant with his flesh and blood. If you hadn't forced me in at the beginning, how could he not want me! The person who killed Qiandao is surnamed Qian, your housekeeper doesn’t look down on you, and your wife ran away with someone, I’m sorry!”

The concubine got into the carriage and went to Suzhou, leaving Mr. Qian with two shiny green hats.

Master Qian returned home in the evening, and there was nothing in the house.

An old woman sat on the threshold and wiped her tears: "My lord, how will we live in the future..."

Mr. Qian was a little stunned by the three days of Lei Pi.

He has become a joke among the neighbors, the more he thinks about it, the more he gets angry, and the next day he went to the government office to beat drums and complain about his grievances.

Naturally, he became a joke all over Jiujing.

But Mr. Qian still has an official position, and others only dare to make jokes in secret.

He forced himself to be indifferent and went to the government office, only to find that the servant next to Mr. Xu was waiting for him.

The young servant was holding several volumes of outlines, and passed on Master Xu's words: "Master Qian has been very careless in his work recently, and you have given such filthy things?"

Mr. Qian was surprised: Isn't this the book that was approved a few days ago?

At that time, he was bribed by others, drunk and given beauties, and he was extremely proud of being served, so he sold a favor by taking advantage of the situation.

This matter has never been handled by others, how did it get into Master Xu's hands?

The servant next to Lord Xu said solemnly: "I heard that Master Qian's house has been restless recently, Lord Xu said, Lord Qian please go home immediately and tidy up the inner house, and then come back to work."

Mr. Qian was suspended from his post, and he was reprimanded by his immediate superior in public, and he lost all face.

He was also fined and deducted half a month's salary.

Lord Qian's deputy sent him away, smiling very politely: "Your Excellency, go home and repair it at ease, proofreading the department, and me."

Mr. Qian took a few steps before he understood. He ran back and pointed at his assistant and cursed: "I knew it was you! You must be secretly staring at me in front of Mr. Xu..."

The deputy smiled kindly: "Send the money and go." Turning around, his eyes were cold.

Tolerating such an idiot as domineering over his head for many years, it can be regarded as a chance to be in the top position.Since he accidentally knew that Mr. Qian was corrupt and broke the law, how could he not report it?

The deputy immediately took over the reconciliation department.

Mr. Qian returned home in a daze, sat on the threshold with the old woman, drank the northwest wind, and wanted to cry a lot.

But he doesn't have everything now.

He still has a friend called Wanjia.

Master Qian tidied up early in the morning on the fifth day, made up his mind to start the revenge mode, and rushed to Wan's house in a high-spirited manner.

Directly ate a closed door.

After waiting for a long time, I found that Wanjia had a new steward, with a cold face: "The original steward said something wrong, was beaten dozens of times by the master, and sent to the village to reflect. It's not far away, Mr. Qian can find it by himself."

"Bang" the courtyard door shut.

Master Qian was full of astonishment.

Wearing good clothes and walking on the street, the sun is basking in the sun, and my heart is cool.

This expression of doubting life.

Anwei Ding sighed twice in the dark.

In fact, when he was investigating Mr. Qian, he sighed the same as the eldest son——

A person with such a muddleheaded mind is like a sieve around him.To be able to be an official in the old capital in peace, really only depends on luck.

The secret guard Ding even did only two things, pretending to be an old man, giving a bag of gold to Mrs. Qian's talented friend, and secretly giving evidence of Mr. Qian's private bribery to his deputy.

Even the cat burglar was not arranged by him.

Who would have thought that just turning the existing hidden dangers on the bright side would have such an astonishing effect.

There is no way, you live out your brainlessness, you leak holes, and you make luck yourself.

The dark guard went back to the house silently.

Since he was a child, he lived in the Fu's house in central Beijing, which was somewhat of a prestigious family, but because of a little mistake, the two or three generations of management were destroyed in one fell swoop.

What's more, Mr. Qian, who is easy to catch, is full of loopholes.

The dark guard Ding had seen too much, so he only had a life with Uncle Wu when he went back.

Uncle Wu didn't tell Fu Ling, because Fu Xiang had high vision and never cared about the life stories of idiots.

My Fu Xiang is busy with my sweetheart.

Maybe the big hole caused the sequelae, Fu Ling stayed with Su Yao every step of the way for the past two days, wishing that Su Yao wouldn't even let Su Yao touch a porcelain cup.

This made Su Yao very embarrassed.

Rather helpless, he kept persuading Fu Ling to rest assured, and said to him in a roundabout way: "You don't have to sit at the counter with me, it's better to get busy with business."

Business.

Fu Gezi understands: writing.

In order to stay with the beauty, Fu Xiang swiped his pen: "The counter is quiet, I sit at the counter and write."

I just honestly wrote the article for five days.

It's so rare.

Su Yao was overjoyed.

Coaxed his sweetheart to be happy, and Fu Gezi was also happy.

Fu Xiang was very happy to live a life of not hearing anything outside the window and only focusing on seductive beauties.

If Boss Su could open up something, Fu Xiang would be even happier.

It's okay, Mr. Fu is not in a hurry, Mr. Fu has mysterious confidence.

But Fu Xiang didn't hear about the events outside the window, but the events outside the window forced his ears.

To be precise, it was not only passed on to Fu Ling, but spread throughout the old capital.

Concubine Zhu in the palace fell out of favor.

The fifth prince and the entire Zhu family collapsed overnight.

The reason behind this, which is astonishing to say, is the talented woman raised by the Zhu family in Jiujing.

All of a sudden, the rumors in the old capital were full of tricks.