Chapter 37 The gentleman hides his tools in his body
In Shanghuaxi Village, in front of the ancestral hall, under a big tree with several people embracing it, Fang Yingwu sat solemnly on the Taishi chair. Next to him was his concubine, Sister Lan, who was radiant and energetic, having been nourished for the past few days.
Waiting with a teapot in hand.
In front of Fang Yingwu, there was a long queue. After asking Fang Yingwu for instructions, the leader called out to the team: "Let's start!"
Immediately, the middle-aged man who was first in line rushed forward and handed over a stack of paper in his hand with an excited expression. Fang Yingwu said a few words to him in a gentle and cordial manner, nodded and wrote down his name with a pen.
"Next!" Fang Fengshi shouted.
This morning, Fang Yingwu could be said to be very good at signing autographs, but this was not a book signing.
The place where he signed was where the land sales contract was signed, and there were more than forty copies signed one after another, with nearly a hundred names signed in duplicate. And without exception, he was the buyer, and the seller was a relative of each family.
After signing these contracts, more than half of the land in Shanghuaxi Village was owned by Fang Yingwu, and he suddenly became the largest landowner in the entire Huaxi area, even surpassing the Wang family in the neighboring village.
In other words, Fang Yingwu quickly completed the transformation from the poor peasant class to the landlord class, but the new landlord was very kind and the rent he charged was ridiculously low, much lower than the tax.
Of course, if this were not the case, the clan relatives would not put the land in his name in order to evade taxes. Although the contract stated the price in silver, Fang Yingwu would not actually be asked to pay for it.
All contracts were signed by the local director, Fang Guo, and they were taken to the county government for sealing, and then they became official.
According to Chief Fang, the clerk in charge of the county government's Chengfa office "smiled knowingly" when he saw the stack of contracts, and he quickly stamped them for only fifty coins.
Holding a thick stack of valid contracts in his hand, Fang Yingwu once again felt the strong sense of emptiness. Who did these things he got belong to?
Thinking about the past few months, I have worked hard to overcome all kinds of difficulties and spent a lot of effort. Just when I was about to reap a small fruit, my father suddenly appeared and usurped the show.
Although my father is far away, he has taken away all the limelight at once. If the whole province is here, who cares about a small county case?
And overnight, the difficulties that I had faced before that made me scratch my head seemed to be no longer a problem.
It seems that as long as he rests on the achievements his father has created, he can live a leisurely and happy life. This may not make him rich, but at least it will be a well-off life with no worries about food and clothing. Compared with the hardships of the mountain village people, it is more comfortable
There are more.
If I had known this, why would I have bothered in the past few months? I could just sit at home and wait for the solution to fall from the sky, and all the hardships and hatreds would be solved naturally.
After all, what is the point of struggling for several months? What is the point of existing now?
Fang Yingwu couldn't help but sigh, life is really as lonely as snow. Just at this time, Sister Lan was making tea. When she heard this sentence by chance, she asked doubtfully: "Why are you sighing?"
Fang Yingwu said: "With a father like this, what else should I do? If you talk about success, I'm afraid I won't even be able to solve the problem. Of course I'll be disappointed."
Wang Lan thought for a while and persuaded her: "I don't understand the truth, but I remember a sentence in the Book of Changes: A gentleman hides his weapons in his body and waits for the time to move."
Hearing this sentence suddenly, Fang Yingwu felt as if his acupuncture points were tapped, and he suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment. Life is ups and downs, and the officialdom is even more turbulent. Who can guarantee that his father will always be reliable? Who can guarantee that his father will always go smoothly?
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And in this world, who can see more clearly than himself? Who can control the future better than himself? He Fang Yingwu is a person who looks down on the world from the height of five hundred years later.
Therefore, a gentleman hides his weapons in his body and does whatever he has to do. If he should go to the government to take a road test, he should go to the government to take a road test.
The way, I am born to be useful!
So there is nothing that I can’t let go of? Why bother worrying about my father’s achievements and my own sense of emptiness?
The sense of decadence was swept away, and Fang Yingwu suddenly tasted something again. He couldn't help but laugh and said: "Sister Lan's words are really roundabout. I asked my husband to think carefully for a long time before he realized the truth."
Wang Lan didn't know why, she just thought that Fang Yingwu was praising him, so he pursed his lips and smiled in a gentle and graceful manner.
Then Fang Yingwu shook his head and said, "What a shameless little woman. She's already thinking about big things in London before it gets dark."
Hearing the word "Dun Lun", Sister Lan shyly pushed Fang Yingwu, "What are you talking nonsense about? Are you such a lewd person? When did you say this?"
Fang Yingwu laughed loudly, took Sister Lan's hand and said jokingly: "I understand, and you understand too. A gentleman hides his weapons in his body and waits for the time to move. So what kind of weapons do you think I have hidden in my body and when?
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As he talked, Fang Yingwu found that he had aroused his anger first and was very ready to move. The young man's body could not withstand the provocation.
He glanced at the big bed inside and considered whether he could commit adultery during the day and press his newly acquired concubine onto the bed to vent his anger...
But at this moment, I heard someone shouting outside: "My dear husband! There are people from outside looking for you!"
This attracted Fang Yingwu's attention. Could it be that someone finally came to visit him?
In the past few days, Fang Yingwu received a lot of letters, most of which were addressed to his father. Fang Yingwu answered the letters one by one on behalf of his father.
But for the time being, no one from outside came to visit him. According to his guess, there are four reasons: first, Shanghuaxi Village is located in the mountains, making it difficult to get around; second, Fang Jieyuan, who has become famous, is not at home, so it is not interesting to visit Shangfang's family;
The third reason is that Fang Yingwu, the head of the county case, is at best a preparatory scholar, and is not worthy of being noticed by others. The fourth reason is that he has little connections in the county, and it is difficult for others to find intermediaries to introduce him.
In other words, those with high qualifications have to wait until Fang Jieyuan returns home, while those with low qualifications are not allowed to enter or are intimidated by Fang Jieyuan's threshold.
Today, this person is the first to come to the door. Of course, Fang Yingwu will not turn him away like last time. He doesn't really want to be a hermit.
So he hurriedly went out, only to see a man in his forties standing outside the courtyard. He had an elegant appearance and neat clothes. Judging from his temperament, he was definitely from a well-dressed family.
Fang Yingwu stepped forward to greet him and said, "When a distinguished guest arrives, it would be a mistake to greet him from a distance, and he would be disrespectful and disrespectful."
The man didn't return the gift or answer, he just kept looking up and down. This made Fang Yingwu feel strange. He was about to ask, but he heard him say, "Are you Yingwu's nephew? I'm your uncle."
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Uncle? Fang Yingwu was greatly surprised. Ever since he could remember, he had never had the impression of his mother or his mother's relatives in his mind. At this time, someone claiming to be his uncle appeared. How could he?
Don't let him be surprised.
In his memory, he only heard his father say when he was a child that his mother passed away when he was one year old. But he never heard his father mention anything about his mother's family. He didn't even know which township or village his mother was from.
I don’t know, I only know that my mother’s surname is Hu.
Over the years, he has never seen any contact with relatives from his mother's side. Gradually, he forgot about it and just pretended that there were no such relatives.
Unexpectedly, an uncle suddenly appeared today, which reminded Fang Yingwu of a common saying - wealth in the mountains has distant relatives.