Miss Wang Liu helped Wang Shu back to the house. She was also a little confused and couldn't help but ask: "Why is my father's attitude towards Fang Wu different today? He is not treated like a naughty child like usual."
Wang Shu looked at his daughter suspiciously. Did she really care about Fang Yingwu so much? She could even notice the change in his attitude towards Fang Yingwu.
When Miss Wang Liu saw that her father was silent, she asked again: "I heard that the slave said that Fang Yingwu was in the limelight today and helped my father a lot?"
Wang Shu snorted coldly, "It would be more appropriate to say that it is rhetoric."
Miss Wang Liu defended her son eagerly: "Fang Yingwu is a bit smart and willful, but in fact he is not bad in nature. My father has said so."
Wang Shu couldn't help but comment: "Young people tend to be too superstitious about techniques and tactics and lose their true heart. I think Fang Yingwu has this tendency."
Miss Wang Liu was very worried, "What should we do?"
Wang Shu replied with a guilty conscience: "That's why I told him to leave Suzhou. Now this three-acre land in Suzhou is no longer suitable for him to stay."
Miss Wang Liu lowered her head and thought for a moment, then begged her father: "How about asking my daughter to go north with him to find the husband of the Qing Dynasty?"
Still want to go all the way? Wang Shu said angrily: "What nonsense! How is this decent? Just ask Fang Qingzhi to take a vacation and go south to get married!"
Then he told me: "I am going to Huqiu in the next few days, and you will go with my father."
Miss Wang Liu was very surprised, why did her father suddenly want to go to Huqiu? But her father had a destiny, and she did not dare to disobey him.
Wang Shu's principle is very simple. Things are most likely to go wrong when parting, so you must be on guard. He secretly sighed in his heart: "There is only so much I can do for you."
But it was said that Fang Yingwu was confused about Wang Shu's betrayal, and it was already dark when he returned to his residence.
He called his two followers, Fang Yingshi and Wang Ying, over and ordered: "Pack your luggage tonight and tomorrow, buy travel equipment, and rent a northbound ship."
Wang Ying asked: "Are you leaving Suzhou Prefecture?"
Fang Yingwu nodded, "Yes, if we are ready tomorrow, we will continue to the capital the day after."
Wang Ying deeply regretted the business model he developed, and sighed: "The business of selling poetry is still very promising, so it would be a pity to stop it."
Fang Yingshi couldn't see his wealth, and sarcastically said: "The capital is bigger than Suzhou, with more dignitaries, so the price may be higher. And it's far away from Suzhou, so the same poems may be sold again."
"What a great idea! That's exactly what it is. I never thought that Brother Ying Shi would have a bright idea!" Wang Ying praised, full of eagerness to try.
After the two followers left arguing, Fang Yingwu took stock of his gains and losses in Suzhou. He was detained by his grandfather for nearly half a month. Although it delayed his time to go north and affected his ability to support his father, it was a blessing in disguise.
Gold always shines.
Suzhou has become an economic center and is destined to become a cultural center in the future. On the eve of the explosion of this kind of culture and art, I have left a mark and made a reasonable criticism of the poetry and art of Wuzhong literati. No matter how you look at it, Suzhou has become an economic center.
Those who have achieved glory may also be able to gain the reputation of being a pioneer.
Moreover, he showed his talents in front of the powerful local gentry and gained all the respect - with Mr. Wang's noble sentiments, he should not be greedy for his own merits.
In the southeast, where money and food are most important, persuading the rich and powerful households to pay equal taxes and appease the people is a big deal and a real contribution!
It would be great if I could report my merits to the imperial court and record them on the official list. As a scholar, I am still half of the system and qualified to be recorded. If I can enter the officialdom in the future, I will have this as a foundation.
, the starting point will be higher.
The next day, finding the boat was not going smoothly, and the departure date was postponed for another day. While Fang Yingwu was bored waiting, Miss Wang Liu asked her maid to bring a letter and a parcel, both for her father.
Although Fang Yingwu was surprised why Miss Six didn't show up, he didn't think much about it.
At dawn the next day, Fang Yingwu and his four friends said goodbye to Governor Wang, and then left the camp and came to the water pier. It was still early at this time, and their boat was the only one on the waterfront.
Fang Yingshi and Wang Ying first moved the suitcase cage to the ship, and then boarded the ship and set off. There was no one around to see them off, so Fang Yingwu did not use it as a poem to accompany the scene, which could be regarded as saving some resources.
Bang! Fang Yingwu closed his fan and was about to raise his legs to guess how to board the boat when he suddenly heard someone shouting: "Could it be Young Master Fang in front of you!"
Fang Yingwu turned his head and followed the sound, and saw a man and a woman more than ten steps away. They were both middle-aged, about forty years old, and they were dressed in very shabby clothes, all made of coarse cloth.
Fang Yingwu looked carefully and made sure he didn't recognize these two people. Why did they come to him? Fang Yingwu pointed at himself in confusion, "My surname is indeed Fang, do you call me me?"
The middle-aged man took a step forward and said excitedly: "Today I learned that Mr. Fang is going to travel far, and the young couple came here to see him off."
Fang Yingwu was even more puzzled. It would be understandable if a few beauties, restaurant owners, or scholars who were impressed by him came to see him off.
These two people seemed to be either farmers or hired workers, and they were strangers to each other. They were completely unrelated to me, so why did they come to see him off? It was very inexplicable.
The middle-aged man bowed down and bowed deeply to Fang Yingwu, "The young couple make a living by renting official land outside Fengmen, and they can farm ten acres of land every year. The official rent is too heavy, and it is miserable.
After paying six or seven stones, there is not enough food left for a family of six.
The day before yesterday, I heard that Mr. Fang spoke up for the common people like us and refuted the big households in the government. I also heard that Mr. Futai wanted to adopt Mr. Fang's advice and that this year's official rent would be reduced by two dou per mu, and past arrears would also be exempted.
In this way, my ten acres are two stones, which is enough to save one more person. I can't speak and don't know how to thank you. I just know that I must come to see Mr. Fang, so that Mr. Fang can't feel that the people of Suzhou are ungrateful."
Fang Yingwu was very surprised when he heard that he was farming in Fengmen. Suzhou City is a big city with a circumference of forty or fifty miles, and he was here near Changmen in the northwest, but he came from Fengmen in the east.
It's not a close distance, and I might get up on the fourth watch.
Fang Yingwu was a little touched when he heard him say that it was because he advocated reducing government rents and put forward feasible suggestions, and refuted the opposition of major households, that he came to say goodbye to him.
What a simple person this is! Fang Yingwu thought silently.
He didn't know what to say. He had done something good. Although the purpose was complicated and it was not a direct favor to others, he didn't expect that someone would still remember it and come to express his gratitude in person. This kind of gratitude is really flattering.
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While he was talking, the middle-aged woman from behind also came forward and held out a bamboo basket with more than a dozen rice balls inside, all carefully wrapped in lotus leaves.
The middle-aged man pointed to the bamboo basket and said, "My little family is so poor that we have no way to repay it, so we have to make a dozen rice balls overnight for Mr. Fang to eat on the road."
Fang Yingwu was even more moved. A dozen rice balls were nothing, but maybe they were what his family saved from a few days of rations. There was a lot of affection in them.
He sighed deeply and tried his best to refuse: "How can this happen? How can I take away your food rations? How can I bear it!"
The middle-aged man was very anxious and said with a blushing face: "If Mr. Fang refuses to accept me, is it because he dislikes the younger ones?"
Fang Yingwu refused again and again, and the middle-aged man forced the bamboo basket into Fang Yingwu's hand.
Fang Yingwu had no choice but to ask his entourage to collect the bamboo basket. He gave the fan in his hand to the middle-aged man, "This is just a small gesture. It's not worth much. Just take it back as a souvenir!"
An ordinary fan was indeed worthless, so the middle-aged man happily accepted it.
Then Fang Yingwu felt that he could no longer bear the other party's gratitude, so he could only nod his head and said: "Farewell, please stay!"
The boat sailed away from the shore, getting further and further away from the dock. Until it turned along the waterway, Fang Yingwu could still see the middle-aged couple standing on the shore and waving frequently.
It suddenly occurred to him that he had taken stock of the gains and losses he had made in Suzhou Mansion. He had taken stock of the gains and losses for personal gain, but he had never taken stock of this aspect.
Did you ignore it intentionally or unintentionally? Or is there a shortcoming in your thinking? Or is it out of touch with the earth's energy?
However, the people's true feelings from the heart turned out to be so touching. Fang Yingwu estimated that he would never forget this incident in his lifetime. He had never encountered such a thing in his two lifetimes combined.
When Fang Yingwu did research and looked at historical materials before, he didn't really believe that when the Qingtian magistrate resigned, there would be people and officials crying at each other. He always felt that it was too fake. Just like the Ten Thousand People Umbrella and the Merit Plaque, these
The record is deliberately praising and elevating.
Now it seems that historical records may not all be artistic exaggerations. Didn't I feel excited just now?
In the lobby of the governor's office in Suzhou City, Mr. Wang Shu sat behind the public case, caressing his beard and sighed: "There is only so much I can do for you."
The person kneeling in front of Wang Shu and answering was none other than the middle-aged farmer who saw Fang Yingwu off.
Fang Yingwu was in Suzhou for only ten days this time. He came and went quickly, but he left a deep impression on the people of Suzhou. He was still the same young man like a shooting star.
When Zhu Zhishan's father-in-law, former Shaoqing Li Yingzhen, and Wen Zhengming's father, former county magistrate Wen Lin, were drinking, they commented: "Fang Yingwu definitely has a future, there is no doubt about it. If Zhu Yunming can be half as good as him in the future, he will be worthy of his father."
The spirit is in heaven."
Wen Lin chuckled and said: "This is too exaggerated. Who dares to say that the path to fame is complete? Only one out of thirty is awarded for the provincial examination, and one out of ten is awarded for the proficiency test. No matter how talented you are, you can't say that you will definitely succeed."
Mr. Li shook his head and said, "Broaden your horizons. Even if Fang Yingwu fails in his career, do you think that with his agility and intelligence and handling skills, he is still afraid of not being able to find Bole? He can definitely be a guest at the banquet!"
How much money do you think it takes to hire such a staff member? With a little experience, it won’t be a problem for at least the governors and senior officials to pay a lot of money to hire them, and their power will not necessarily be reduced."
Wen Lin remained silent and had to admit that it made sense. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
