Fang Zheng returned to the room dejectedly, fell down on the bed without taking off his clothes, and sighed heavily. Because it was a remote small courtyard chosen by his predecessor, the house was not small, but the furnishings in the house were not.
There were so many, it seemed a bit empty, and as soon as I sighed, an echo sounded in the room.
I wonder what happened to the parents in the other world? They must be sadder than anyone else to lose his son. There are also his friends who often meet each other, drink and brag, drink and talk, but now that they are gone, I really miss them.
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What's even more disturbing is, what should I do after coming to this strange world? Fang Zheng gets a headache when he thinks of this question.
Fang Zheng is not interested in being a civil servant. Being an official is not that easy. In terms of scheming, resourcefulness, methods and ruthlessness, Fang Zheng is no match. A small oversight will lead to others swallowing him whole. Don’t think that ancient people
They are all stupid, and that is all caused by modern TV dramas. In fact, ancient people were just a little narrow-minded, but they were not short-sighted, and they were calculating and scheming.
Being a military general is even more unreliable. With Fang Zheng's frail body, being a general is simply nonsense! If nothing else, the weapons used by military generals often weigh more than a hundred or dozens of kilograms. Fang Zheng
It's good to be able to carry it with gritted teeth. Expecting him to wield weapons and charge into the enemy's formation as if he were in an uninhabited land is basically a task that is more difficult than climbing to the sky.
Being an emperor... well, forget it, let's be realistic.
"I don't understand, why is it so difficult for an outstanding young man who time travels to do something?" Fang Zheng said to himself in distress.
Looking at other time travel novels, the male protagonist is so successful that he leads the army on horseback and governs the people. The emperor has to see if the protagonist is happy before he wants to fart. He has countless darling wives and concubines at home.
She is either a domestic princess or a foreign princess. If you are a princess, you will be embarrassed to say hello to others...
Why is it that Young Master Fang is so miserable when it is his turn? Not to mention his uncertain future, let alone his lovely wife and beautiful concubine, the only personal maid around him still has a sullen face all day long, as if someone owes her money...
After much thought, Fang Zheng finally made the safest decision: continue to be the young master of my rich family. Since God arranged for me to join a merchant's family, this must be what he meant? Being a young master is great, as there is no shortage of food, drink, and entertainment.
There are people waiting for you anytime and anywhere, walking birds, playing dogs and fighting crickets. This is what you should do as a dandy. In the future, when the old man gets older and retires, as his only son, he will inherit the huge family business.
Isn't it a hundred times better to beg for a few more beautiful wives and happily live the decadent life of the landlord class than to fight on the battlefield with your younger brother, or to scheming with a bunch of old men in the court?
As for those who save the people from fire and water, and keep foreign enemies out of the country...that is not what a buddy should do. No matter how big his head is, he should wear a big hat. Fang Zheng looked left and right in the mirror. In addition to feeling handsome,
He doesn't look like what a savior should look like.
Well, that’s it! Make good use of this promising career as a dandy young master! Fang Zheng applauded his wise decision. Look at this brother’s temperament, appearance, and connotation, he is all born to be a young master.
Fang Zheng sketched a bright blueprint for the future and fell into a deep sleep. In his dream, he had a lot of banknotes in his arms and was desperately chasing a few naked beauties. Fang Zheng was streaming while chasing, and he was in a mood.
Proud and anxious, not to mention too entangled.
Ideals are always higher than reality. And under normal circumstances, ideals are always shattered by the ruthlessness of reality.
After waking up, Fang Zheng's ideals were shattered.
"What? Reading?" Fang Zheng exclaimed in disbelief.
"What are you making all this fuss about? It's inappropriate!" Mr. Fang was very dissatisfied with Fang Zheng's reaction.
"Why?" Fang Zheng didn't understand. He had a family, a career, and plenty of money. He could not live a good life as a rich man, but his father had to go to school and take the No. 1 exam. This seemed to be seriously out of touch with his ideals...
"No reason, just because I said it." Mr. Fang said without raising his eyebrows. This old man was not used to reasoning with his son.
"Zheng'er, your father wants you to study for your own good. Now our family has a big business and we don't need anything. But we just miss a piece of fame. If you study hard, you will be a candidate in the future.
If dad works harder and gets an official position of seventh or eighth rank, wouldn't it be honoring the ancestors?" Mrs. Fang saw that the father and son were showing signs of falling out again, so she hurriedly explained softly to the side...
"But... you don't have to go to school to honor your ancestors. If you make more money and open our Fang family business abroad, don't you still honor your ancestors?" Fang Zheng was really anxious. Time travel shouldn't be like this.
Yeah. I have been busy for a long time, and I went back to ancient times just to study? It would be better for me to die in the sewer.
"Huh! How can you get fame without studying? Without fame, do you think you can survive in this world just by having money?"
Mr. Fang slowly took a sip of tea, and then said: "I spent money to donate a student to you, and also arranged it with Master Chen from Mingdao Academy. After you rest at home for a few days, I will take you to Master Chen's home to become a disciple."
, I will go to the academy to study every day. No one in the family dares to take care of you, and I am often away from home. Maybe the gentlemen of the academy can take care of you."
"What is the origin of "shengyuan...?" You can't blame Fang Zheng for not understanding. How many modern people, even those who graduated from college, understand the meaning of "shengyuan"? It's like asking Mr. Fang with a binary linear equation.
, he definitely doesn’t understand either.
"A student is a scholar! You are a little beast with no knowledge and skills. He only knows how to cause trouble all day long!" Mr. Fang hated his son so much that he gritted his teeth. Unfortunately, the person involved was unaware.
"Did you spend money to donate?" Fang Zheng knew that in ancient times, it was a very common thing to spend money to donate money for official positions and fame.
Fang Zheng said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Isn't this good? It would be very unpleasant to hear this spread."
Master Fang knew that his son's temperament had changed recently. Hearing this, he immediately asked in anticipation: "Is it possible that my son plans to study hard and gain fame with his own abilities? This is really the blessing of our ancestors!"
Fang Zheng scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "No, what I'm saying is that our Fang family is a well-known and wealthy family. To only donate money to a scholar is a bit petty. If you are neither good nor low, you will make people laugh. Why don't you?
Spend more money and simply donate a top prize to your child, it will save you trouble..."
Mrs. Fang: "..."
Mr. Fang: "...Get out! Get out! Get out faster!"
Master Fang's original intention was just to find a place for Fang Zheng to stay quietly. It was better to go to an academy to study than to compete with others in a brothel. As for being admitted to the top spot, Master Fang had no hope of it. What kind of thing was his son?
Don’t you know? He is just a prodigal with no knowledge or skills. If such a person wants to gain fame based on his ability, the sight of smoke rising from his ancestral graves is not enough. He simply has to breathe fire.
Unexpectedly, his son really lived up to the honorable title of "the prodigal son". He didn't want to make progress to the extreme. He was not satisfied with the money donated to him to become a scholar. He actually wanted to use the money to become the number one scholar.
Later, Mrs. Fang saw that Fang Zheng was depressed, so she told Fang Zheng that the world was not peaceful now. Turks from outside often invaded the country to plunder and massacre the city. The people at home were forced to rebel frequently due to exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes. There were internal and external troubles, and the treasury was empty. The court was in urgent need of money.
, this allowed wealthy businessmen or landowners to donate money to officials. However, this was only an unwritten policy. After all, it was not a glorious thing for the court to sell officials and win titles. From the emperor to the county magistrate, they all turned a blind eye to donating officials.
Close your eyes. Both the buyer and the seller kept a very low profile on this matter. Fang Zheng wanted to "buy the number one pick" in such a big way. We have to say that this person is ignorant and fearless.
In addition, Mrs. Fang also hinted to Fang Zheng that there was no need to worry too much about fame. No one in the Fang family expected that Young Master Fang would really get any fame. Master Fang just wanted to use the excuse of studying to restrain him.
It is good news for Fang Zheng to prevent him from causing trouble outside, and the pressure will be reduced a lot in vain.