Transformation of the slag prince plan

Today is the big market in Luoxia Town. At this time, the scorching sun at noon is like fire, scorching the common people.There is an endless stream of pedestrians on the street, not afraid of the vicious sun above their heads.They were all in high spirits, with bright faces, the hawkers who set up the stalls shouted at the customers to buy their own goods, and the waiters in the shops greeted people with smiles, and it was very lively.

Fan Yi has been wandering around the town all morning, he has gone through all the streets, but he still hasn't found a job.

It's not that he didn't think of his son inheriting his father's career, but he didn't know his father's old acquaintances well, and it was useless if he knew them well, because most of them were literati.As we all know, literati look down on each other.He was too sharp in the exam last year, and he took the first place, so there were many people who didn't like him.After his father left, the tea was cold, and his private school was disbanded. Thinking about it this way, it would be impossible to open a private school again--father is the number one scholar, and it is easy to open a private school, but he is only a scholar, so I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the public.

After walking around this morning, he wandered around in various shops, but he had no choice but to apply for an accountant, because he didn't need it.

It shouldn't be!Really shouldn't.Fan Yi stood beside a two-storey tailor shop, thinking to himself.

He turned around and glanced into the shop, no, he wanted to try again.

"Xiaosheng's surname is Fan, and his single character is Yi. He is from Fanjia Village in the north of the town. He is about sixteen years old. In the year of Jihai, the county's children's examination happened to be a scholar. May I ask if your store needs an accountant? Xiaosheng has a little bit of magic."

"Oh? It turned out to be Xiucai Lang, disrespectful and disrespectful! Oh, I'm not afraid of you laughing, this little old man's shop is just a small business, and the little old man is enough for the accountant. Why don't Xiucai Lang move and go to another house Take another look?"

This is the third shop that rejected Fan Yi.

In the polite and impatient manner of the shop owner, Fan Yi bent slightly, said: "Xiaosheng is bothering you." Then he turned and left.

Walking on the side of the street, Fan Yi couldn't help pinching his brows.

Even if he is the first in the children's examination, so what if he is a gifted student?It's not that I still can't find a job to make a living!The only thing he is thankful for is that the government still gives him some public food on a monthly basis, so that the family will not really be in trouble.

Thinking up to this point, he was secretly annoyed—if he had come back a year earlier, he would have been able to guard his father and prevent him from having any accidents.After thinking about it again - what my father saved was a human life after all.

Do you really want to sell calligraphy and paintings like before?

Fan Yi stood at the corner of the street, squinting his eyes to look at the place where the stall used to be.

The open space was on the left side of the entrance of Fuyuan Restaurant. Fan Yi said all the good things, and promised that every time a pair of calligraphy and paintings were sold, he would give [-]% to the shopkeeper of the restaurant before setting up a stall.

If you really set up a stall, you will definitely go back to the same as before. If you meet that scumbag prince, then what's the point of returning to the world by yourself?

Go through the road you have traveled?It's not that there is something wrong with Fan Yi's brain.

But the mother's medicine was almost finished, and he couldn't delay it any longer.

If it were in modern times, he would have solved the predicament of not having money in minutes.However, this is the Jokhang Dynasty.The knowledge and experience in his mind is useless at all!

In vain, he has the memory of two lifetimes, and is full of knowledge, but there is nothing he can do, and he can't help but secretly hate: It's really useless to be a scholar!

Fan Yi took a deep breath, suppressed the irritability in his heart, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the larger inn that he had inquired about.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Suddenly there were several exclamations from behind, Fan Yi didn't have time to figure out what happened, so he quickly stepped back to the base of the wall on the side of the street.After standing still, he turned sideways and looked back, only to find a white and very strong war horse galloping towards the other side of the street.

The moment he saw that horse, Fan Yi heard a "buzz" in his head, and a bad premonition surged in his heart, he knew this horse!Raise your gaze again, and look at the horse. The man riding the horse has a face like a crown of jade, a handsome figure, and his slender and powerful legs are sandwiching the horse's belly. Who is Lan Shu?

Fan Yi was shocked!Then the heart ached violently.Subconsciously, he took a few steps back to the wall, and even turned around quickly, standing facing the wall.He couldn't help but slightly bowed his back, covering his throbbing heart with one hand.The pain and resentment he had suppressed in his heart destroyed his sanity.All the things I had suffered flashed before my eyes in an instant.

"Yi'er, I am pleased with you. Are you willing to... stay by my side?"

"Yi'er, you have suffered a lot in conceiving a child for this king, don't worry, as long as this child is born, this king will definitely ask for an order, and ask the sage to make our child a son..."

"Yi'er, you need to rest now, don't move around too much. The king has been busy recently, take care of yourself."

"What are you doing here again? I thought you were different from others and could make this king happy for a few days, but now it seems that it's nothing more than that! Get out."

"It's just a child. If this king wants it, there are so many people willing to have it, so what are you?"

Fan Yi was in so much pain that he couldn't hold on, so he could only lean against the wall.He bit his lips tightly, with cold sweat on his forehead, silently bearing and resisting the hatred and sorrow in his heart.

Ji Lanshu's love for him was too short-lived, and more of it was indifference, allowing everyone in his house to grind and trample on him.Fan Yi thought, this doesn't make him feel resentful, what he hates is that Ji Lanshu can invite the imperial doctor to treat his newly born Jiaoer with just one word, but this scum drives him away Let him go, let the child be silent before his eyes!

Ji Lanshu is so unfeeling and indifferent, how can Fan Yi not hate him?

Fan Yi, who was immersed in the past, did not notice that the sound of horseshoes behind him had slowed down.He only vaguely heard a clear and crisp young voice: "Brother Ziyan! Stop quickly!"

Fan Yi is no stranger to this voice, because the owner of this voice is named Mo Shu, and when he entered the palace, he lived in the Yicui Building next door to his garden.

When Fan Yi slowly came over, he heard the Mo Shu eagerly and faintly angry accusing: "Brother Ziyan! Don't run away! There are people coming and going in this market, how can you ride a horse in the street?" ?”

Fan Yi heard Ji Lanshu's reining in, and amidst the neighing of the horse, Ji Lanshu chuckled, and said: "What Mo Shu said is, it's this...cough cough, it's me who can't think about it." Zhou. How about Moshu help me find a wide place, let Xuejian run a few laps and have fun?"

This voice... this voice!It was this voice that whispered affectionately deceitful nonsense in his ear, and it was this voice that ruined his child's life softly and delicately!

Fan Yi's eyes were bloody, his fingertips were about to pinch his palms, and he could hardly breathe with hatred.Even though it was so far away, he still heard the voice that made him feel so painful!

Another sound of horseshoes approached, and Mo Shu who was sitting on the horse gave a "poof" laugh, and said softly, "Brother Ziyan joked again, Luoxia Town is surrounded by mountains, so where is there any wide and flat place?"

In the sound of the conversation between the two, Fan Yi slowly calmed down - he kept telling himself that it was all over, and everything was over when he walked into the Yangtze River.

At this moment, he didn't want to listen to the voices of these two people anymore, so he looked around and saw that the people who had gathered together before had dispersed, and immediately walked away with the crowd.After walking a few steps, Fan Yi couldn't help but look back, not expecting Ji Lanshu to look at him too.Fan Yi's heart shuddered, he immediately looked away, and quickened his pace to leave the right and wrong place.

A voice like gold and stone sounded behind him: "Brother in front, please stay!"

Someone nearby stopped and looked back, but Fan Yi turned a deaf ear and even sped up his pace faintly.

Ji Lanshu shouted again: "Brother wearing a square scarf, please stay!"

Is this calling him?What are you calling him for?Did Ji Lanshu recognize him?Fan Yi's mind was shaken and he was quite panicked.Then I thought again, this is impossible!He threw himself into the river and lost his life before returning to the age of 16. It is estimated that when he died, that scumbag Ji Lanshu was still alive and well!

After he figured it out, he had no intention of getting to know the scumbag again!But it would be a loss of etiquette to ignore it.

Since it was impossible to ignore, Fan Yi stopped, took a deep breath, and turned around after calming down.At this time, he was very grateful that he was an actor in modern times, and his acting skills were excellent. At least at this moment, he didn't have to worry about being seen that he was pretending to be calm but actually panicked.

Facing Ji Lanshu, Fan Yi even smiled slightly and said, "My dear friend, what's the matter?"