In infinite sadness, Fang Yingwu wandered back home. As soon as he stepped into the house and walked towards his west courtyard, he was called by the doorman from behind: "Young master! The elder is waiting for you in the hall, order to come down."
, told you to go see him as soon as you come back!"
Fang Yingwu was surprised that his father was at home in broad daylight. This was rare, so he should go and greet him. After all, it had been a whole day and night since he was released from prison yesterday, and he had not seen his father yet.
So Fang Yingwu turned around and went to the east courtyard, only to see his father sitting in the hall with a straight face. Fang Yingwu smiled and went forward to salute and chattered: "Why is father at home today?"
Fang Qingzhi, however, was furious and reprimanded: "You treacherous son! You just came out of prison yesterday and you didn't know how to reflect. You stayed up all night. It's simply unbecoming!"
Fang Yingwu couldn't laugh or cry... Staying out all night? Unbecoming? What kind of words are these? It's easy for people to misunderstand and think that he went to Fangsi alley to have fun. He quickly defended: "Father
Sir, please don’t blame me, my son, I didn’t sleep well last night..."
Fang Yingwu was stuck in the middle of his words. In the situation last night, it was really hard to say that he was innocent without conscience.
Seeing that Fang Yingwu couldn't continue, Fang Qingzhi became more convinced that he had a guilty conscience and said angrily: "Am I blind? Look at your messy bun and your messy clothes. How dare you say that you didn't go there last night?
fool around?"
Fang Yingwu was stunned, and Fang Qingzhi looked like he hated iron and continued to scold him: "You are also an official now, and you should be loyal to the emperor by eating the emperor's salary. However, you just left the prison and spent your days wandering around in waste."
How can official business be accomplished?"
Fang Yingwu shouted: "Father, this makes no sense. My son, my appointment as county magistrate has not yet been received. Even if I want to go to the Yamen, I am not qualified to go! Where is the waste of official work?"
"I'm confused! Was there no other order before? Is it a lie that you used the Shu Jishi to edit the Imperial Academy? The appointment of the county magistrate has not arrived today, so you will still be the editor today!"
Damn it! Fang Yingwu was stunned... In the past two days, his mind has been full of long-term plans and thinking about his future position as magistrate. He had regarded himself as the magistrate of Wanping County. But he forgot that he was in prison.
At that time, I inexplicably received an appointment letter from the Hanlin Academy as an editor.
So, theoretically, I am not an idle member of society, but an editor of the Hanlin Academy? Even an editor who is about to be demoted is still an editor.
When Fang Yingwu thought of this, he jumped up like crazy, ran out of the hall like lightning, and rushed to his courtyard as fast as possible.
Fang Qingzhi was shaking with anger and shouted: "You dare to run away? Come back!" Fang Yingwu shouted without looking back: "My son has realized his mistake. There are urgent matters now. Come back tonight to make amends and get the family justice!"
Not caring about appeasing the two concubines who were extremely resentful, Xiaofang finished washing himself and changed into a more low-key scholar's shirt. Then he called two long followers and trotted all the way to the southeast of the imperial city.
He left for the Hanlin Academy office.
If Fang Yingwu didn't realize that he still had the status of editor of the Hanlin Academy, then that would be fine. Now that he realized it under his father's scolding, he had to be anxious.
Everyone in the officialdom knows that Li Xian, the former chief minister, set the rule fifteen years ago that "non-Hanlin officials will not join the cabinet", so having Hanlin qualifications is equivalent to having the greatest room for advancement.
But Fang Yingwu himself, as a Hanlin editor, had a special background. First, he received the order in prison and never went to the Hanlin Academy for a day; second, as a Hanlin editor, to a large extent, he was the leader of the emperor and his ministers.
It was the product of mutual vengeance between the emperors. When the emperor got angry, he threw him into the prison, while when the science and technology officials got angry, he gave him a Hanlin editor.
So after a few years, others may question Fang Yingwu's qualifications. Can a person who has never been to the Imperial Academy be considered qualified?
What Fang Yingwu has to do now is to seize the time to implement this qualification. As long as he has gone to work in the Hanlin Academy's office, even if he only worked for half a day, he is definitely an official editor of the Hanlin Academy! Anyone can
Nothing to say!
I don’t know when the new appointment will be announced. It may be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. It’s not impossible today. Time waits for no one. I must go to the Hanlin Academy first.
As Fang Yingwu walked, he thought that if his father hadn't given him a heads-up, he would have almost missed the opportunity. From this point of view, his old-fashioned father still had some advantages over Liu Mianhua.
Speaking of which, Liu Mianhua, who arrived late and left early every day and was often absent from work, saw Fang Yingwu wandering around and had no feelings. Naturally, he had a blind spot in his thinking. He unexpectedly urged Fang Yingwu to go to the Hanlin Academy to attend class diligently.
Without further ado, Fang Yingwu said that as soon as he left the alley, he saw a small official greeting him from the opposite side: "Is this Mr. Xiao Fang in front of you? I am the Secretary of the Ministry of Personnel, and I am here to present you with my diploma!"
Damn it! What are you afraid of? When did the yamen of Chenghua Dynasty become so efficient? Yesterday the emperor issued an oral order, and the procedures were completed today? Also, the official department is full of people who have their eyes turned to the sky, how could it be possible?
Proactive door-to-door service?
You absolutely can't answer it now! Fang Yingwu pretended not to hear and ran away in a panic, but the clerk was still chasing after him.
Fang Yingwu told Fang Yingshi: "Go and stop him! Tell him to come back tomorrow to deliver the official complaint! Or I can go to the Ministry of Personnel to collect it myself tomorrow!"
Fang Yingshi asked: "If he refuses to listen, what can be done?"
Fang Yingwu said viciously: "No one is a poisonous husband. If he insists on not listening, you can call him a liar and beat him until he can't take care of himself! In short, we can't ask him to deliver the official complaint today!"
Fang Yingshi nodded, agreed, and then turned back to stop the clerk.
Fang Yingwu continued to rush forward, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly met Xiang Chengxian who was coming back from outside. Mr. Xiang waved and called from a distance: "Brother Fang! We made an appointment to have a drink together yesterday. It's a good idea."
I’ve taken care of you and washed away the dust, how about we go together now?”
Fang Yingwu screamed in pain and said to another attendant, Wang Ying: "Go and stop Mr. Xiang! Please tell me that I have something urgent to do today, and we will make an appointment another day!"
Wang Ying didn't hesitate and left in response, opening his arms with great effort to block Xiang Chengxian. Fang Yingwu continued to rush forward quickly. Seeing that the sun was beginning to turn to the west, he was anxious. There was only less than half a day left today.
!
Unexpectedly, after turning two streets, I saw a slave from the Liu family standing in front of me, saying loudly: "Sister-in-law! What a coincidence, I was going to the house to look for you, but unexpectedly I bumped into you on the road!
My master invites me to come over!"
Fang Yingwu looked around and saw that he was alone and had no followers to call upon. He couldn't help raising his hands to the sky in grief and anger and sighed: "All the things that shouldn't have come are here. Does God want to kill me?"
ps:
My thoughts are a bit stagnant, so I will post two chapters today. I will check the information in the evening, brew up the plot, and break out tomorrow.
