The next day, the servants of the guild hall were waiting outside Fang Yingwu's room early, waiting for Fang Yingwu to speak, and then led the way to Xicheng. (Literary Hall) The big car rented by the guild hall was also ready, so there was no need for Fang Yingwu to do anything. worry.
Seeing this, Fang Yingwu couldn't help but sigh, why are so many people obsessed with being a master? They may not necessarily be greedy for glory and wealth, but the sense of superiority brought about by this kind of vanity and convenience is irresistible.
The editors of the Hanlin Academy lived in Xicheng, not far from the Imperial City. This area was also a residential area densely populated by officials.
With someone leading the way, Fang Yingwu felt very relaxed and could casually watch the splendor of the capital on the streets. Along Dongjiang Mixiang all the way to the west, Nancheng between Zhengyangmen and Damingmen is also a prosperous commercial place, and it can also be regarded as one of the commercial districts in the city.
Unknowingly, the streets gradually became cleaner and tidier, the shops on both sides gradually became rarer, and there were more mansions with green bricks and green tiles. From time to time, you could see three-bay and five-bay luxury houses.
"Master Fang, your father's apartment is almost here." The servant of the guild hall who was sitting at the front of the car giving directions turned to Fang Yingwu who was in the car and said.
After a while, the cart stopped steadily, and Fang Yingwu jumped out on his own before he could be helped out of the car.
He raised his eyes and saw a simple facade in front of him. Judging from the size of the courtyard wall, he could infer that the mansion would not be very big.
Of course, in this core area, even a small mansion is not much cheaper, and it may even be priceless. Fortunately, in recent years, upright ministers have often angered the emperor because of their remonstrances, and have been demoted to foreign affairs or retired from official positions. Back home, the supply of vacant houses in the western part of the Imperial City is pretty good...
But with my father's financial resources and social skills, it would still be very difficult to buy a house here unless it was specially gifted by the emperor... Therefore, Fang Yingwu thought that this residence was probably the dowry of the Wang family.
In fact, Fang Yingwu guessed it right. Old man Wang Shu also worked as a Beijing official for several years. Later, because he wanted to do practical things and accumulate experience, he took the initiative to go to other places. The residence in the capital was not disposed of. The Wang family is not bad at this. For a few dollars, I can still stay here when I come back in the future.
Unexpectedly, Huang He left and never came back. Until now, Old Man Wang had become famous all over the world and was ranked as a high official in the Nanjing Ministry and Xinjiang. However, there was still no hope of returning to the capital because the emperor was bothering him.
"Jane is in the emperor's heart" Old Man Wang wanted to return to the capital, so he could only be rebellious and pray for death today... so Wang Shu's old residence was given to his son-in-law.
But even if Old Man Wang returns to Beijing now, he will at least be at the level of a minister, so this house is obviously not suitable.
But he said that when the disciple saw Fang Yingwu, he neither saluted nor spoke. He just kept looking at him curiously. This made Fang Yingwu very unhappy. The guild hall should have informed him early, and they should also know that the eldest young master of the Fang family is going to " "Go back home", how can this person not know who he is?
Not wanting to argue with such little people, Fang Yingwu said to the disciple calmly: "I am Fang Yingwu."
"Oh! Please wait a moment. I'll go and report." Menzi agreed, turned around and quickly went into the house to report.
This made Fang Yingwu standing outside the door a little angry. This is his father's residence, so it is also his "home". Who needs to be notified before he can enter when he comes home? He is a young master, not a guest. !
But this place faced a street, and Fang Yingwu didn't want to cause any unpleasantness in public and let others see the Fang family's jokes, so he endured it without having an attack.
Not long after, the doorman came back to the gate and said, "Master is already waiting, please come in, please come in!"
Fang Yingwu hummed softly. When he first entered the gate, passed through the hall, and came to the front hall, his father was already waiting here. He took his two concubines, Wang Lan and Wang Yu, and went in to meet his father.
The family sat around the hall and talked. Fang Yingwu briefly talked about what he had done in the past year or so, until he won the election. Mr. Fang Qingzhi followed his father's example and praised him a few times.
A few sentences and a few words of admonishment.
After that, the atmosphere became a little dull. Fang Qingzhi was not good at small talk, and Fang Yingwu couldn't be as relaxed in front of his father as he was with others.
After all, fathers are a different species from other people. In an era when fathers are at the helm of sons, it is better to be more cautious...
Fang Yingwu suddenly discovered that among the people he had met since time traveling, his father was probably the one he felt most alienated from. Although he and his father were the closest in terms of blood relationship, they were actually no better than strangers.
How many.
Before the time travel, my father was determined to study and was away from home all year round, so there were not many remaining memories of the original Fang Yingwu; but after the time travel, I only saw him twice, once when my father was out of the prison the year before last, and once when my father was on his mission to Manchuria last year.
When I was in Tulu, I was in a hurry every time and the time was very short.
Comparing it carefully, his relationship with his father was not as familiar as others... Thinking of this, Fang Yingwu couldn't help but look up at his father.
This "old man" is at the prime age of a man, thirty-one flowers. He is only a few years older than himself in his previous life, and his mental age is probably not as mature as his own. Several times, Fang Yingwu almost patted his father on the shoulder and said, "I said
You old man..."
If we live together for a long time in the future, will we still have to spend time in the morning and dusk, and be kind to the father and filial to the son?
Fang Yingwu, who has been accustomed to being independent, feels very awkward being the eldest son in the family. Moreover, he is still only thirty-three years old, and he was still considered a young and handsome "father" in his previous life. What's more, Fang Yingwu was an orphan in his previous life, and he really lacked the relationship with him.
The experience of dealing with parents and close relatives.
What Fang Yingwu didn't know at this time was that his father Fang Qingzhi was also feeling weird, and his feeling of weirdness was no less strange than that of Fang Yingwu.
Fang Yingwu was the fruit of Fang Qingzhi's youthful absurdity and impulsiveness. The consequence of his impulsiveness was not only the birth of an additional son, but also the death of his former lover. Every time Fang Yingwu faced Fang Qingzhi, Fang Qingzhi would think of that shameful incident.
, the green years that I am ashamed to face...
That's why Fang Qingzhi has been studying outside for many years as if he was escaping. What he was escaping from was his unbearable past, and at the same time he left Fang Yingwu in the care of his relatives.
Fang Qingzhi wanted to wait until his situation stabilized, then take Fang Yingwu to his side and find a future for him to live in. It wasn't that Fang Qingzhi looked down on his son, it was because he knew that studying in a mountain village was not easy.
Qingzhi does not expect his son to be as capable as him and to get ahead by studying.
But Fang Qingzhi never expected that his son was simply a strange flower, and his ability to do anything was far beyond the limit of his imagination.
From Chun'an to Suzhou, to the capital, then to Yulin, and then to Hangzhou, from time to time, sensational stories of Fang Yingwu's glorious deeds reached his ears.
His son's deeds have even affected his own future. For example, after returning from Mandu's Lu Ministry mission, he directly changed from a scholar who studied politics in the Hanlin Academy to a formal editor of the Hanlin Academy, saving at least two years.
years of time.
Of course, there is no promotion in the officialdom without any reason. Fang Qingzhi does not understand why Liu Xianghui, the central scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, actively recommends him?
Now this son has passed the imperial examination at the age of eighteen and came to Beijing to take the exam. Although his ranking in the foreign examination is not as good as his own, he is still better than himself just because of his age, and he can be included in the anecdotes of the imperial examination in the Ming Dynasty.
Thinking about this, Fang Qingzhi felt a little sad and lost, as if Fang Yingwu could make his own way without relying on his father...
In the end, Fang Yingwu, who was better at chatting, broke the dull atmosphere and asked with concern: "Why didn't my mother show up?"
Fang Qingzhi's face was filled with joy, "She is already pregnant with Liujia. The imperial doctor said that she cannot move the fetal energy, so she lies still in bed. It is inconvenient to move."
Fang Yingwu quickly congratulated: "Congratulations to my father!"
Fang Qingzhi's face became very strange, "What kind of happiness are you saying? Isn't it also your happiness to increase the number of people in our Fang family?"
Fang Yingwu laughed awkwardly, this is really... there is no reason to congratulate oneself - a son said to his father, "Congratulations, father, on having a child." It makes you happy no matter how you hear it.
Fang Qingzhi waved his hand and ordered: "The days are long, so there is no need for you and me to talk in a hurry. You can settle down first."
In this way, a steward Wang led Fang Yingwu to his residence. However, he did not go to the inner courtyard, but to the front side courtyard. According to common sense, the inner courtyard is where the owner of the family lives, and the outer courtyard is either a guest room or a servant's residence...
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Fang Yingwu was not a coward who dared not speak. He immediately frowned and said, "Butler, why are we here? Is there no room in the inner courtyard?"
Steward Wang seemed to be polite and replied: "It's very inconvenient for my mistress. There happen to be two vacant rooms here. I just want the young master to settle in first."
Fang Yingwu understood what the manager Wang meant. It was nothing more than: you and your mistress are similar in age, and they are not biological mothers and children. Living together in the inner courtyard is really not a way to avoid suspicion, not to mention that your mistress is pregnant and needs to rest.
Although Manager Wang didn't say it explicitly, Fang Yingwu knew that if he ignored him and made a fuss, Manager Wang would definitely use the excuse above and accuse him of being young, ignorant and inconsiderate.
Fang Yingwu asked coldly: "Is this what father means, or what you mean?"
"I am a noble man, and I don't care about some common things in my family," said Manager Wang.
There were two or three rooms to accommodate Fang Yingwu and his party, which was quite crowded. After entering the room, Fang Yingwu felt that it was not as comfortable as living here in the Zhejiang Guild Hall.
Miss Wang Yu is outspoken and never hides her emotions in front of Fang Yingwu. She bluntly said: "I always felt that you, husband, are like a superfluous person..."
Fang Yingwu thought about it and had to admit that what Sister Yu said made sense——
The husband is a successful young man, and the wife is a lady from a well-known family. They are both talented and beautiful, and they are a perfect match. Now that their next generation of children is about to be born, this is simply a perfect and happy family.
And what kind of role does he, the son of his deceased ex-wife, suddenly break in?
Then Fang Yingwu thought again that his father was a poor scholar and a bachelor. He had nothing but his looks and talent for reading, and he was not like himself in looking for opportunities to make money.
Therefore, most of the servants in this house came from their stepmother's family as dowries. No wonder they have a very cold and weird attitude towards me.
ps: It’s difficult to write when it comes to long sections of psychological description. It’s only now that I can understand it. This is a supplementary update.
