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Chapter 233 Easier said than done

After sympathizing with Eunuch Li for his bad luck, Fang Yingwu patted his butt and planned to leave. Now the front door is impassable. You can imagine what would be the effect if Fang Yingwu showed up to guard the eunuch's door and walked out at this critical moment?

Therefore, Fang Yingwu planned to go out through the side door or the back door.

Eunuch Li quickly stopped Fang Yingwu, "I sincerely ask for advice, does Fang Xiucai have any ideas?" Fang Yingwu muttered in his heart, why does everyone regard him as a think tank?

Thanks to the blessing of endless mass incidents in that time and space in my previous life, how should I deal with it? Others have never eaten pork and have seen pigs running away.

He briefly thought for a few moments and then replied: "Didn't Mr. Li hear a saying? Shoot the man first, shoot the horse, and capture the thief first, capture the king. Although there are many people gathered, in fact, only their leader is allowed to come and fight with you.

Just talk. As long as you deal with these few leaders, the rest will be easy to deal with. Besides, dealing with a few people is easier than dealing with a hundred people, right?"

Eunuch Li: "I understand this truth...but now there are so many scholars in provincial cities, and the area is densely populated. Just greet each other a few times, and you can come in groups."

Therefore, among the scholars who are clamoring outside, I am afraid that there is no leader. Even if I try to find a leader, I can’t find one. What can I do?”

Fang Yingwu sighed, why is this eunuch so rigid? Then he pointed out: "Even if there is no leader, you can still create a leader. Didn't you think of Mr. Li..."

Fang Yingwu quietly slipped out of the back door of the guarding eunuch's mansion. This was a secluded dead-end alley with no one around, so Fang Yingwu felt relieved.

He looked up at the sun and found that there was still some time. Since he had arrived at Xicheng, a city densely populated by government offices, he would drop by to see Zhu Shen, the inspector-general. He happened to have two things to ask him.

At this time, Mr. Zhu was working in the hall. Suddenly he heard the report that Fang Yingwu had asked for a meeting, and he quickly retreated, leaving only himself waiting in the hall.

As the head of the magistrates in the province, he holds the power of criminal names, prison cases, and moral discipline. This should be very majestic. But he also knows that he is really incapable of being majestic in front of Fang Yingwu now.

Yingwu was able to stay in office only by letting him go. On the other hand, Fang Yingwu also had his grandfather as governor.

Therefore, Mr. Zhu had no choice but to send out all his left and right men, lest his subordinates see that he was too low in front of Fang Yingwu, which would damage his prestige.

After Fang Yingwu came in, he saw Li and asked: "I wonder if you have used the list I gave Mr. Lian Xian last time?" That list was a few nominations from fellow examiners for this provincial examination. From the academic officer Li

The master handed it over to Fang Yingwu, who in turn handed it over to Zhu Shen for operation.

Zhu Shen replied: "This can't be rushed. Prince Futai has said that in order to prevent any harm, we should wait until the last month before the court announces and discusses the candidates for the examiners."

Then we can only continue to wait. Fang Yingwu asked the second question, "Does Mr. Zhu have a family of his own? Are you interested in having a concubine in Hangzhou?"

Mr. Zhu was unprepared. He was stunned for a moment. Fang Yingwu’s words were too jumpy. Why did he suddenly ask such an intimate question? We are not so familiar with each other. He replied in a very official and serious manner: "The imperial court does not allow officials to be present."

You can take concubines wherever you are appointed as an official."

Fang Yingwu said insinuatingly: "Actually, it's not so strict now. There's no need to stick to the past."

Zhu Shen said solemnly: "I am a loyal official and set an example for all officials. I really don't agree with what my friend Fang said."

After seeing the other party, Fang Yingwu could only ask again: "Do you think any of the adults in Hangzhou want to take a concubine? If Mr. Zhu can help introduce me to this, I would be very grateful."

Lord Zhu did not say yes or no, he looked straight at Fang Yingwu with strong dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Fang Yingwu spoke casually at first and didn't notice anything. When he met Mr. Zhu's gaze, he suddenly realized something. He slapped his forehead and said, "I made a mistake and it hurt Mr. Zhu's face. It's a sin!"

Feng Xianguan is special and his dignity is different from that of ordinary officials. Asking Mr. Zhu to inquire about this kind of thing is tantamount to a humiliation for him. What's more, asking the inspector in charge of supervision to ask other officials whether they are employed locally

Concubine, who dares to give a positive answer?

It seems that there is no way to sell it to Mr. Zhu. Fang Yingwu sighed secretly and stood up to leave. Apart from Zhu Shen, Fang Yingwu had no acquaintances among the officials in Hangzhou City (not to mention Wang Shu). Originally,

I expected Mr. Zhu to take over or help find customers, but I didn't expect that the actual situation was not as easy as I thought.

Everything in the world is indeed easier said than done, Fang Yingwu was filled with emotion. He asked for directions again and headed towards Tianxiang Tower in the northwest of the city. Yes, he was going to see Yuan Huakui.

This Tianxiang Tower is built in a quiet courtyard. The building is quite large and is divided into the main building, the east wing building and the west wing building, which are connected with each other. After passing through the gate and standing downstairs, it looks like a small palace.

Fang Yingwu entered the front hall and saw seven or eight people already inside, some were sitting or standing, some were reciting poems and writing lyrics, and some were chatting and laughing. "A bunch of sluts," Fang Yingwu thought of these people.

Defined.

There were also some young maids walking among them. A little girl in a pink flower jacket came forward and asked Fang Yingwu, "Who is the little official? Does he have a famous post?"

Fang Yingwu took out the famous thorn and handed it to her. Then he saw her holding the famous thorn and walking out of the front hall and heading upstairs behind. Not long after, the little maid came back and Fang Yingwu said, "My girl, please go and talk to me."

As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen eyes from everyone in the hall fell on Fang Yingwu. Fang Yingwu was used to being the center of attention, and he was so content that he didn't care about it. He followed the little maid through the front hall and arrived.

Go behind.

Yuan Huakui was upstairs at the back, looking down at a piece of music music, when Fang Yingwu came in, put down the music music, stepped forward to greet him, and said, "Hey, this is a rare visitor. I can't even invite you."

Fang Yingwu found a place to sit down and said, "I'm going to give it a try today. It's not easy to handle your affairs." Yuan Huakui greeted him with tea and replied, "But you agreed very happily in the first place."

"Can't you lower the conditions? For example, a sixth- or seventh-grade official, or a wealthy businessman?" Fang Yingwu asked tentatively.

Yuan Huakui pursed his lips and smiled, "If it were so simple, I wouldn't ask Xianggong Fang to help you. Are you afraid that I can't find it myself? I don't need Xianggong Fang to work hard."

Fang Yingwu further advised, "Actually, it would be a good idea to find a few young scholars with a richer family background. They will always have enough food and clothing, and they will match your age."

Yuan Huakui rejected it outright, "Fang Xianggong thinks that young scholars are stable in terms of character and luck? Are they really suitable for concubines? Most of them can't even control themselves. Concubines don't want to be Du Shiniang."

Just when Fang Yingwu was about to continue to persuade her to lower the difficulty, a little maid suddenly entered the room and reported: "Master Shao is here!" (To be continued)


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