When it got dusk, Fang Yingwu watched Xiang Chengxian and Uncle Liu leave. In the end, he did not go out to fool around together. As for what Mr. Xiang and Uncle Liu were going to do next, Fang Yingwu didn't bother to care.
I still have two little ones at home, the newlyweds, who are not fed, so I don't have any extra time to worry about.
Judging from today's impressions, Fang Yingwu suddenly felt that this uncle was a bit "weak". Of course, if compared to ordinary people, Liu's uncle would be considered a passable person, a good or bad ordinary person; but as the prime minister's son, he
It is a bit unsatisfactory. Compared with top figures like his father Liu Mianhua, he is even worse.
Tiger father and dog son are common after all. Thinking of this, I sighed. No wonder in the historical materials I have seen, the descendants of Liu Mianhua, the dignified chief assistant, are unknown, not even a name is left.
Lao Taishan suppressed his son from becoming an official, probably because he felt that he was not qualified enough to "become a master". It is no wonder that Liu Ji, as a dignified bachelor, was so incredibly eager for him, just because he would "have someone to follow".
Character.
After lamenting the past and present, Fang Yingwu returned to the small world in the west courtyard of his house. He saw that his concubine had already prepared a table of wine and food. The beautiful women and delicious food were just waiting for him to go back to the house to enjoy.
After having a few drinks, Wang Lan and Wang Yu looked at each other, and then Sister Yu said: "Master, you have been in office for a long time, when will you take over our sisters?"
"That's easy to say..." Fang Yingwu said halfway when he suddenly got stuck. He was too involved in role-playing this morning, and he pretended to be an upright and self-disciplined official who did not take advantage of a penny from the public.
It would be a slap in the face to take the concubine over in the blink of an eye.
"No hurry, no hurry. After a while... Besides, the old county government office has been in disrepair for a long time. It's really not as comfortable as living at home." Fang Yingwu thought while delaying.
The two girls burst into tears. They asked softly: "Is it possible that the master likes the new and dislikes the old, and is tired of us two sisters?"
Looking at the plaintive expressions of the concubines, Fang Yingwu felt a little dizzy, feeling that it was really hard to be an upright official... He also didn't know about the "Tofu County Magistrate" and "Green Vegetable Censor" in the rumors.
How did my peers become so popular?
After coaxing and coaxing, Fang Yingwu felt that it was too troublesome to use his mouth. As the saying goes, a gentleman should not talk but use his hands. It is more direct to use his hands.
So he took the two girls and rolled on the bed. Just when he was about to get excited, he suddenly heard the maid knocking on the window and shouting: "Master! A message came from the door in front, saying that someone sent an invitation."
Fang Yingwu just wanted to curse, it was getting dark. Who could be so careless as to send an invitation? He asked his maid to send the invitation in, and when he opened it and looked at it, he saw that it was Tu Jietu, the censor of the capital, right of the capital procuratorate.
Your Excellency writes and invites him to meet tonight.
This Tu Jian was also from Zhejiang and had frequent contacts with the Fang family. As mentioned earlier, since the departure of Shang Ren, Yao Kui, Lu Yu, Zou Qian and other cabinet ministers, the Zhejiang officials in the imperial court have been in decline. Cabinet ministers, Jiu Qing
There was not a single person from Zhejiang among them, and Lord Tu Tu was already one of the most prominent officials in Zhejiang. He was also the highest-ranking Zhejiang official in Kedaoli.
Therefore, for Fang Yingwu, Tu Jun’s face had to be sold, and Fang Yingwu still vaguely remembered that Tu Jun seemed to be the imperial envoy in the future, a high-ranking official at the level of minister. Among the contemporaries of this province, he seemed to be younger than Xie Qian.
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With nothing to do, Fang Yingwu had to straighten his clothes and leave Rouwen Township. He called Fang Yingshi to pick up the lantern and went out again. There was someone waiting outside the gate. When he saw Fang Yingwu coming out, he led Fang Yingwu along the street.
On the way, Fang Yingwu was blown a few times by the late spring evening breeze, his mind cleared up, and he suddenly became suspicious.
According to his status and seniority, Tu Yu should have interacted with his father. How could he directly approach a young junior like himself? And why did he come to call for help only in the evening? If he had not seen this guide before, Fang Yingwu would have
He really has to suspect that someone else lied to him.
After walking northwest for less than half an hour, it was getting dark, but I saw the streets ahead were filled with lights and colorful lights, as bright as day, and the faint sound of orchestral strings, silk and bamboo reached my ears.
Fang Yingwu stopped and asked the servant who was leading the way: "Where is this?" The man replied respectfully: "Master Fang, please don't be surprised. This is the newly opened branch alley, and we are going to meet here.
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The so-called branch office, Jiaofang Division branch office, it’s self-evident what kind of people are in the alley. Fang Yingwu was stunned and speechless. He just and sternly rejected Mr. Xiang’s invitation, but in the blink of an eye he still came here.
Flower Streets and Willow Lanes?
Also, what did Lord Tu Jian Tu think of summoning his descendants to meet in the brothel? This was too unconventional. Even Liu Mianhua couldn't do such an unscrupulous thing at that time. Let alone
It is said that officials like Tu Jian or You Qiandu need to pay special attention to their conduct. How can they be so ungraceful?
As if he could see Fang Yingwu's hesitation, the servant who led the way said again: "My master has said that Mr. Xiao Fang must go."
Okay, Fang Yingwu shook his head. Again, Tu Yu had a special status in the Zhejiang Gang and had to sell his face. As he walked, he looked around and observed the surroundings. This was not out of curiosity, but because he was worried about meeting an acquaintance. If he saw
Just avoid it.
After going around several courtyards, we came to the head of a courtyard with two red lights, which contained several small courtyards. Someone else led Fang Yingwu to continue inward. After passing through the hall and walking around the corridor, we came to
In the inner courtyard at the back, there is an exquisite hall built near the water.
At this time, a rather fierce sound of pipa came from the hall. Fang Yingwu stopped and listened, and felt even more strange. His family was familiar with Master Tu, but he had never heard that Tu Fu liked pipa.
Fang Yingwu entered the hall full of doubts and raised his eyes. Facing him was a black marble screen. Under the screen were couches and tables. An old man in his fifties or sixties was leaning on a short sofa.
On the table, a tall and handsome man was listening to pipa music with concentration. Not far in front of the old man, there was a slim woman wearing a red gauze dress, sitting on a short ridge, lowering her head and playing the pipa in her hand.
Fang Yingwu looked carefully for a few times and vaguely recognized who the old man was. He was so shocked that he could hardly close his mouth.
It’s hard to recognize him, but this old man is a famous person in the imperial court. He is the censor of Zuodu, Bo Weining, and the admiral of the capital camp, Wang Yue! At the Meridian Gate Prisoner Presentation Ceremony, Wang Yue stood in front of everyone in the world.
He was named Weining Bo, and Fang Yingwu was deeply impressed.
This made Fang Yingwu more and more confused. Didn't Tu Fu and Tu Qian Xian invite him to meet him? Why did Mr. Wang Yue come to be here? Moreover, he and Wang Yue were almost strangers, so why did Wang Yue suddenly want to see him alone?
What is this situation?
Having said that, this Wang Yue is a very, very sensitive person... (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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