Fang Yingwu and Liu Mianhua were discussing the ever-changing situation of the court in the study. It was like meeting an opponent and meeting a good talent. The conversation got so intense that they didn't even bother to eat dinner in the hall and asked the servants to bring it to the study.
Taking advantage of this time, Fang Yingwu deliberately complained again: "According to my son-in-law's plan, my father has already served as a waiter in the East Palace for this generation. There is no need for my son-in-law to go to the East Palace to join in the fun! Two generations of my Fang family have all been here.
One generation of East Palace is really a waste, and it is only right that one generation succeeds the other.
What's more, my son-in-law is still young, only in his early twenties this year, so he can wait slowly for the opportunity of the next generation of the East Palace. It will only last about ten years, so my son-in-law can definitely afford to wait. This is a long-term plan.
But you, Old Taishan, were in the Wenhua Palace, and you came out to strongly support Eunuch Huai'en's proposal. You wanted my father to go to the Imperial Academy to serve as a sacrificial wine, and at the same time, you asked your son-in-law to serve as a waiter in the East Palace. This messed up my son-in-law's original plan. This is really embarrassing.
It’s difficult to make people!”
Hearing this, Liu Mianmian glared at Fang Yingwu: "What do you mean by complaining? Do you think I am doing it for my own selfish reasons, regardless of the long-term plans of your father and son?"
Fang Yingwu avoided answering and sighed: "Old Taishan doesn't need to say anything more. My son-in-law also understands his thoughts very well. So my son-in-law finally agreed, and I will definitely help him in the future!"
Fang Yingwu has already figured out that his father Fang Qingzhi may still have twenty years of political life, and Fang Yingwu may have forty years of political life, and how many more years can Liu Mianhua, who is nearly sixty years old, have?
Long-term solutions are actually worthless in Liu Mianhua's eyes. Maybe Liu Mianhua doesn't have ten years left at all.
Seize the opportunity in front of you, try your best to climb to the rank of chief assistant, and reach the pinnacle of life. As a scholar, he has no regrets in his life. This is Liu Mianhua's realistic psychology. If he wants to bet on what will happen ten years later, who knows what will happen?
Of course I understand, but I still have to complain when I need to. If Fang Yingwu didn't complain, how could Liu Mianhua feel that he was owed something?
Liu Mianmian was heard to refute: "What do you understand? Who said that I am just here to be the first assistant? You underestimate my broad-mindedness!"
Fang Yingwu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Old Taishan! There are no outsiders here. We should be more open between you and my son-in-law! You know what my son-in-law thinks, and my son-in-law also understands what you think."
It is human nature to strive for improvement based on one’s strength. Why is Lao Taishan embarrassed if he wants to be the first assistant? Why bother to hide it and dare not admit it? My son-in-law will definitely help you!"
Liu Mianhua frowned tightly, his face seemed to be filled with pain. "Your two brothers from the Liu family are incompetent, and now they have to rely on being in prison to gain fame. I have no choice but to do this, otherwise I will wait until I become an official.
They can only be more unlucky.
And if your father can take charge of the Imperial College, your two brothers will have someone to take care of them in the past few years! If they can be excellent in the examination in three years, they will be able to be elected officials after graduating from the Imperial College.
It should be noted that a good man has three gangs. Your two brothers are successful in the officialdom, which will also be a great help to you in the future. They will definitely rely on you in the future, and can teachers, students and township parties be as good as relatives and brothers? In addition, you
There are no close relatives that I can count on.
So you can’t slander me for your own selfish reasons! Who exactly are I doing this for? How much can you, a young man, understand?"
"..." Fang Yingwu was speechless and couldn't say any more! If he keeps talking like this, not only will he not be able to get back the favor, but he will owe Lao Taishan some favor. I can only say that it is really difficult to make Lao Taishan owe some favor.
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At this time, the servants brought the dinner in with food boxes, and the father-in-law and his son-in-law continued to talk while eating. At the moment of the important affairs of the court, the gentleman could not talk about food and could not take care of it. After eating, the two of them talked about the same.
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It was getting late, so the exhausted Fang Yingwu took the initiative to say goodbye. Liu Mianhua nodded and let Fang Yingwu go. However, when Fang Yingwu walked to the door of the study, he saw a black shadow blocking the door of the study.
Who is so bold? Fang Yingwu thought, and when he took a closer look, it turned out to be an old woman. Who else could she be if she wasn't Mrs. Liu?
The old lady was expressionless and silent, just staring at Liu Mianhua coldly. Weng and his son-in-law, who were still in the room, looked at each other and suddenly felt as if they had forgotten to talk about something.
Under the gaze of the old lady, both the father-in-law and the son-in-law suddenly realized... They had forgotten to discuss the marriage again. Although Fang Yingwu knew Lao Taishan and the son-in-law, they really didn't think about the marriage.
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The old lady sneered a few times, "Remember? When and how should we do it?"
In this regard, Liu Mianhua calmly analyzed: "It is not the right time in the near future. Fang Yingwu has to become a vassal of the East Palace, and it will definitely not be stable in the future. Therefore, we have to wait until the East Palace matter is completely settled, and Feng Pinglang is gone."
If everything goes well, it will be better to have a big happy event."
In fact, Liu Mianhua's subtext is that Fang Yingwu will be at the forefront of the storm next, and it is not possible that he will be completely thrown into the street. From a safe perspective, it is better to wait until the overall situation is decided to marry a girl with the lowest political risk.
But the old lady got angry and pointed at her husband and said, "My daughter is already an old girl who cannot get married. How long do you want to wait? My son-in-law is also here. He is not allowed to leave unless a charter is made today!"
Fang Yingwu quickly expressed his determination and said: "Everyone listens to Lao Taishan. My son-in-law can do anything!"
Liu Mianhua, who pursues perfection and risk-free, made a lot of determination, and then said with great trepidation: "In the past few months, my Liu family has been preparing dowry rituals, while the Fang family has to repair the house and courtyard. Then after midsummer,
In the cool autumn season of August and September, just choose an auspicious day to get married."
Fang Yingwu clasped his fists and said, "My son-in-law knows this. I will tell my father when I get home. I will definitely not miss the wedding."
The old lady was still a little hesitant. If it still takes a few months, then the time is not short. She was a little impatient to wait, worried and had long nights and dreams. However, Fang Yingwu agreed, so she could only nod and said: "That's great!"
Fang Yingwu really wanted to postpone it to a few months. After all, he had just returned from a mission in Suzhou, and the two concubines at home had not yet been comforted. What's more, his two sons were about to run around, and suddenly another official came.
Housing will definitely have a big impact on family life, so it would be best to give the concubines a buffer period of several months.
After bidding farewell to the Liu Mansion, Fang Yingwu was as groggy as a walking zombie in the sunny spring evening breeze, and found his way home by relying only on inertia.
But a disciple came up to him and said, "The eldest master left a message and asked if you would like to see him?" Fang Yingwu waved his hand feebly: "He's gone, even the gods are gone now!"
Afterwards, Fang Yingwu returned to the west courtyard of his house, randomly entered a bedroom, and didn't know which of Wang Lan and Wang Yu's concubines' rooms it was. He didn't even take off his clothes, just kicked off his shoes, and fell into the bed without saying a word.