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After the reunion, the frosty season is approaching.

Uncle Dumb took Zhou Qi and Sanbao to the street to make two cotton padded clothes, and ordered a suit for each of the servants of the Fang family who came back to work.Now every corner of the square house has a new look, the old lintels have been painted new, and the cobweb dusty ancestral hall has also been lit with incense.

Counting the days, the envoys who came to pay tribute to Fanwai have already left. It will take about ten days for Liu Erniang to return to Chuzhou from the capital. Prefect Feng has a colleague working in Beijing, and the news is probably earlier than the Fang family. , if nothing unexpected happens, within three to five days, this lord will come to the door in person to "discuss" matters about the accounts.

It was a cold day, Fu Jingxuan hid under the blanket and refused to get up. He didn't eat breakfast or lunch. After noon, he tossed and turned and couldn't lie down. Staring at Fang Zesheng sitting in front of the bed.

Fang Zesheng was arranging the abacus, and a thick stack of account books was placed on the small table that the dumb uncle helped him to move, and the abacus was rattling, making Fu Jingxuan unable to sleep because of the noise, "What the hell are you trying to do? "

Fang Zesheng glanced at him, "Eat."

Fu Jingxuan was wrapped in the quilt and fell back on the bed, "I don't want to eat, it's too cold." He was afraid of the cold, and in winter, he hugged the stove and didn't even want to go out. It's not that cold yet, Fang Zesheng has already Let the dumb uncle make a small pot of charcoal fire outside the living room of the bedroom to bake the house, just because he is afraid that he will stay out of bed and have no order for three meals.

It's just that Fu Jingxuan is used to being lazy. Born in the Fu family, no one carefully cared about whether he was fed or not. In winter, he would sleep as long as he wanted, and sometimes he would get up to look for food when he was so hungry that his stomach hurt. He could lose a few catties, and Fang Zesheng felt very distressed every time he saw it.

It was the same today, but as the cool breeze cooled down, Second Master Fu went into a state of hibernation. Three treasures came in and called him repeatedly but failed to wake him up, so he had to ask Fang Zesheng for help. Jing Xuan, in this matter, has some ways.

Fu Jingxuan turned around on the bed for a while listening to the sound of "cracking", and wanted to find something to plug his ears, but Fang Zesheng put down the ledger in his hand, and out of nowhere, he conjured up a bunch of crispy wrappings. Candy's red fruit was handed to him.

By the way, he put on a serious expression of "won't you get up? If you get up, I'll give you this food".

Fu Jingxuan couldn't help laughing, not wanting his threat to fail, endured a chill, put aside the quilt and got out of bed, went to wash up first, then took the red fruit in his hand and kissed him on the corner of his mouth, Went to the kitchen to find food.

The food in the kitchen was still warm, and when Uncle Dumb saw him swaying over, he hurriedly brought the meal to the table for him, and poured him another cup of tea.

Fu Jingxuan casually took an empty plate and pressed the bunch of red fruits on the table. Before he had eaten two mouthfuls of food, he saw Zhou Qi rushing over to spread the word that Governor Feng had come.

This prefect Feng came at the right time, impartial, and it was the fifth day after the Fanbang envoy left Beijing with the return gift.

The flower hall of the outer house.

Taishou Feng dressed in his regular uniform and sat on a side chair drinking tea. When he saw Fu Jingxuan pushing Fang Zesheng into the door, he hurriedly put down the tea bowl and greeted him with a smile on his face. "Long time no see, Master, are you still in good health?"

Fang Zesheng was slightly taken aback when he saw his attitude, and then nodded, "My lord, please take a seat. Everything is fine, my lord. Please worry about me."

Taishou Feng nodded his head, and said a few more words of caring, then returned to the seat and sat down.

This time is out of courtesy.

Fu Jingxuan pondered for a moment, then pushed Fang Zesheng to the side of Governor Feng, and sat on the side with him.

Feng Taishou is in his forties this year, short and thin, with a pair of eagle eyes shrewd and energetic, and a two-character mustache that looks naive and charming.

He really came here today for the Fang family's renting of land, and he immediately reprimanded his relatives, and said sadly: "These fields should be taken back as soon as possible by the head of the family. Those junior members of the clan are not good at farming and managing the land. , don’t destroy Dadang’s tea fields, and delay Dadang’s business.” After saying this, he ordered the accompanying servants to bring a locked square box carved from red sandalwood, and handed it to Fang Zesheng after opening it.

Inside the box was a stack of thick field lease receipts.

Fu Jingxuan glanced at it. The rent on each receipt was very low, but the period was very long. Ten or eight years were ignored. Some even signed for 80 or [-] years.Before Feng Taishou came to the door, he and Fang Zesheng had planned a countermeasure.Since ancient times, people have not fought with officials. No matter how good the Fang family's business is, they will be inferior to the officials. The merchants of this dynasty still have some status. If they were placed in the previous dynasty, they would never dare to compete with the officials. On an equal footing.Zesheng wanted to give him half of the fields originally leased to Taishou Feng. No matter what he did, he would have to let go of some of the land that should be let go. Handle it too rigidly, otherwise no one's life will be easy.

But this time, not only did Prefect Feng take the initiative to return all the leased land, but he also purposely turned half his head short when talking with the two of them?Even if Fang's family had the account books of his business with Wang Xiuhe, he should have come to "discuss" with his official authority, not really being so polite, as if he had helped him get his official title.

Fu Jingxuan and Fang Zesheng looked at each other, and at the same time thought in their minds that the Tian Family has rewarded them.

Not only was it rewarded, but it was also very likely that other gifts were given.

After seeing Master Feng off, the two returned to the study with the receipt and discussed the matter.

"It's impossible for the Tian family to just reward money. If there were only money, Feng Taishou's posture today is too low. How can he lose face in front of me and other small people as an official? Not only sitting in the flower hall Turning your head, and taking the initiative to return all the leased land without taking any money, how can there be such a good thing from heaven?"

While talking, Fu Jingxuan found a thin bamboo stick to tease the two swallow fishes placed on the table. These two fish had grown up a little and were swimming hand in hand in the calm water bowl. He fell into the water suddenly, and stuck a stick between the two small fishes, forcing them to separate, and only after the water calmed down did they slowly gather together again.

Fang Zesheng sat quietly at the side, "If I guess correctly, it should be related to state affairs."

"National affairs?" Fu Jingxuan put down the bamboo sticks, and sat on the table to face him, "Why should I wait for the common people to worry about state affairs?"

Fang Zesheng said: "If it weren't for that, how could Prefect Feng be so polite? He is an official, and the official is afraid of the heavens. It must be some decree from the heavens to make him behave like this."

In this way, it makes sense.

Fu Jingxuan thought for a while and asked, "What will that be?"

Fang Zesheng pondered for a long time, and suddenly frowned deeply, and tightly held Fu Jingxuan's wrist.

Immediately, it got tighter.