Before arriving at Yanghuafang, all the scholars felt as if they were out of touch with the world before even walking through a single street.
Especially when the street vendor told them that the urban management team was composed of all the gangsters who worked under Xiao San, the former bully of Yanghuafang.
They all thought they heard wrongly.
"Brother, are you saying that the current city managers in Yanghuafang are all the same people who harmed the people in the past?"
Vendor boy: "You can say that, but they definitely don't dare to do it now. In the past, in my stall, these bastards came to collect money every day and refused to pay for food. Since they became
The city management has never confiscated anything since then. It’s just how much you pay for the food you eat.”
"It really feels like a prodigal son who can't exchange for gold."
Several scholars looked at each other, and one of them asked: "Aren't they dissatisfied?"
After all, these urban management officials were not good people in the past. How could they change so easily? It’s hard to change a person’s nature!
The street vendor said: "That's true. At first, some urban management officials were still the same as before, but after we reported the situation to the Soldiers and Horses Division, Master Xiao punished those people who just took out the shit.
Once they get through, they won’t dare to do it anymore.”
"Now the people in our city are not afraid of them anymore. As for Liu Laoba just now, I heard that Grandma Zhang has been trying to find a wife for him these days, which makes this guy's mouth open all day long like a rotten persimmon.
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"Don't tell me that life has been much easier since Mr. Fang came. No one comes to charge us arbitrarily. If you need help with anything, just go to the city management."
The street vendor said happily: "Now we all say this in every city, if you need anything, just ask the urban management!"
"I understand, thank you very much, brother."
The leading scholar exclaimed, and as he led the others, he suddenly turned around and looked at his friends beside him: "What do you think?"
"His brilliant method was to capture the biggest bully in the city, and then use this bully to manage other gangsters, killing all the gangsters in Yanghuafang in one fell swoop. Master Fang is really amazing." said a scholar.
Someone nodded in agreement: "And the expression on the street vendor's words doesn't seem to be hypocritical at all. Just like what he said, the bullies in Yanghuafang have already begun to turn around and benefit the people."
"This Lord is really a strange person. Not only is he talented in literature, but he is also so extraordinary in managing the city. It would be a pity in life if we could not meet him!"
"Yes, yes, it is miraculous that Yanghuafang has improved today. If the entire city of the imperial capital were like Yanghuafang, then the people would have a good life."
"Then let's take a look. I'll find someone later to ask where Mr. Fang is. I just don't know if he will meet me." The leading scholar hesitated.
The friend behind him smiled and said: "What are you afraid of? Look at whether it's the urban management or Yanghuafang's environmental sanitation policy. Everything Mr. Fang does is undoubtedly for the benefit of the people."
"If you treat ordinary people like this, Master Fang will not turn a blind eye to us."
"You're right, let's take a look as we walk."
A group of scholars began to stroll around Yanghuafang, and from time to time walked into shops to communicate with the shop owners.
After most of the day, everyone gained a lot, and they gathered together again.
Someone laughed heartily: "Today is really an eye-opener! It makes me want to move to Yanghuafang."
Someone else said: "I have learned a lot after going around. Mr. Fang is naturally very good to the people, but I always feel that something is missing, right."
Everyone looked at the scholar: "Mu Zhi, what problem did you find?"
The scholar known as Mu Zhi frowned and said: "This morning I visited more than twenty shops and street vendors, large and small, and found that although Yanghuafang is good, the people are not enthusiastic about reading and writing. Many people
They all can’t read a word, and even some merchants only know some addition and subtraction, which is still used for settling accounts.”
"After such a long time, no matter how good Yanghuafang is, they are still just some uncivilized and ignorant people. Of course, this is just my humble opinion. Perhaps Mr. Fang has other ideas but has not yet implemented them."
"What Mu Zhi said makes sense. Unfortunately, you and I are just scholars from a humble family without any fame. Otherwise, we can still give advice to Master Fang." The leading scholar sighed.
Like the poor scholars in Wenxuanfang, these people all have little spare money in their pockets. The difference is that they really hope to learn from the books how to save the world and save the people.
However, the imperial examinations of the Great Yan Dynasty were still controlled by clan clans. Scholars from poor families like them had no money and no power. If they were not recommended, they would not be able to take part in the imperial examinations even if they studied for the rest of their lives.
In the end, I can only be a teacher in this life.
But they don't know that from today on, their destiny will change.
At this time, Fang Chen was not in the Military and Horse Department. He was called up by a stranger at noon, saying that he was invited.
I was still a little confused, but it turned out that it was Ye Xue'e.
There was no way, Ye Xue'e couldn't help it anymore. Ever since Hong Xiu brought back the six poems that Fang Chen wrote at the literary conference from outside in the morning, she had been in a daze.
Finally, she even asked the bodyguard Luo Ningxin sent to monitor her to invite Fang Chen.
Seeing Ye Xue'e's embarrassed expression, Fang Chen broke the silence with a smile: "Miss Ye, you invited me to come, wouldn't you just sit in a daze?"
"Ah? No, no, Master Fang!" Ye Xue'e hurriedly tried to explain, but her words were a little incoherent.
She was already extremely beautiful, and at this moment, she gave people a cute feeling due to her awkwardness.
Looking at Fang Chen's weird smile, Ye Xue'e's cheeks turned red and she lowered her gaze, speaking like a mosquito: "Xue'e was just amazed at Mr. Fang's literary talent. The poem "The Sapphire Case" was really good."
Fang Chen touched the tip of his nose with some guilt, even though it was impossible for Xin Jiaxuan, the poet, to travel in this world.
If you copy it, you will copy it.
But when a beautiful woman said that he wrote the Qingyu Case, he still felt a little embarrassed.
Fang Diao Temple still has a bit of a face.
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, one was shy and the other was embarrassed, neither of them knew what to say.
Suddenly, Ye Xue'e mustered up the courage to raise her eyes: "Master Fang."
She didn't call him "Sir" because she thought it would sting Fang Chen's wounds.
"Miss Ye, tell me." Fang Chen said.
Ye Xue'e said softly: "Master Fang must have a woman he loves deeply in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't be able to write such affectionate poems as "The Phoenix with Two Flying Wings", "The Heart Has a Clear Mind" and "The Sapphire Case".
"Master Fang must love that woman very much, right? Was she your confidante before you entered the palace?"
"You love her so much, why do you want to enter the palace? With my talent, I can be famous no matter where I am, but she has passed away?"
When Fang Chen heard this, he could only use ridicule to cover up his embarrassment. This woman was so good at thinking!