dressed as a scholar

Fang Yu came out of Yin's house and was not in a hurry to go back to the city. He inquired about land sales in his village and nearby villages, and asked Xuezhu to leave some posts about Fang's family.

The address and contact method of the Fang family are printed on the post. Not only can you find the Fang family, but you can also find the Fang family's shop to inquire. When the time comes, people who are interested in selling land will come to the door.

There is no major famine in this area of ​​Yuncheng this year, and the harvest of the farmers is still passing. Except for a few people who need to sell their land due to sudden changes in their families, there are not many people who sell their land this year, but now it is the end of the year. Some poor people sold their land for the New Year. Fang Yu asked several farmers who were interested in selling their land and accepted the posts.

Before going to the two villages, the sky darkened. Fang Yu felt that riding in a carriage was a bit slow. Although it was not bad in terms of comfort, it was only suitable for short trips and outings. Horseback riding was necessary for efficient work. But he doesn't know much about equestrian skills, so he still has to learn.

This matter has to be put on the agenda as soon as possible. A gentleman is good at six arts. If he can't ride a horse, he will suffer a lot in the future.After returning home, he will find some time to buy two good horses to keep at home, and to practice riding when he has nothing to do.

The main purpose of coming out this time was to acquire the land, and he didn't do much homework on the land sale. After returning, he arranged for two servants to go to the village near Fangzui Village to inquire about the land purchase news.

If the land is not particularly fertile in other villages that are too far away, he does not plan to buy them for the time being.

After the matter was revealed, he did his own homework on buying the land.

Scholars, peasants, industrial and commercial slaves, like today's merchants and slaves, cannot buy, sell and stockpile land. The merchants have no private land and can only rent other people's land for use, and the rent is several times higher than that of ordinary natives, so Those with commercial status do not have special needs and will not be contaminated with land, while those with slave status are not eligible to buy land at all.

Let’s talk about the ability to buy and sell land. Selling land is divided into live sale and absolute sale. In fact, it is easy to understand. Live sale means selling for only one period of time, five years, ten years, 20 years...

The longer the selling time, the higher the price, and the shorter the selling time, the lower the price. When the time for selling the land is up, the farmers can redeem the land at the original selling price. To redeem the land, the land will continue to be used by the buyer, and the buyer will not give money to the seller during this period of use.

Furthermore, if the land seller dies during the sale of the land and there are no wives, concubines or children in the family, the land buyer will register with the local county government, and the land will also be owned by the buyer.

The absolute sale refers to a one-off sale. After the land is absolutely sold, the land is completely lost, and it cannot be redeemed in the future, but this is also the highest sale price of the land.

When the disaster year comes, there will be drought, flood, locust plague... If the people's harvest is not good, a large number of farmers will sell their land. If they don't sell their land, they will have no food and cannot pay taxes and taxes. Many have become tenants, that is, farmers who have no private property of their own, no production tools, and can only rent other people's land to depend on others.

These tenant farmers are very miserable. After renting the owner's land, they not only have to cultivate the land, but also serve as servants when the owner has weddings and funerals, and come to help for free. Master, those days were miserable.

Fang Yu also checked the income of the tenant farmers from renting land, and it is not the same in different places. There are four or six points with the owner, and some three or seven points. Case.

And in this share, it is the part where the tenants occupy the least share, for example, four or six points, that is, six for the owner, four for the tenants, and forty percent of the harvest, all kinds of taxes have to be paid, so after a year of hard work, the tenants have almost nothing left. , but not starved to death for a year.

This is still a good season. If the season is unfavorable and there is no harvest, you will die of poverty. You can only borrow grain from the owner to live on, and borrow seeds to sow the next year. At this time, the owner will ask for a share of the income. .

Fang Yu sighed, fortunately he was a scholar, otherwise he would have killed himself just by digging the ground.

After a few days, Fang Yu bought 32 mu of land, including [-] mu of fertile land and [-] mu of Susukida, all in a village near Fangzui Village.

Good land was bought at a price of 12 taels per mu, while Susukida was bought at 200 taels. The total cost was [-] taels, because he bought land that was never sold. Although he didn’t buy much, the price was high. Gao also spent all his private money, using the [-] taels that Xiao Qiao gave him when he went back to Qiao's house, plus the five taels of money he received from the county government, and paid [-] taels from his own public account for takeout. Give the money away.

He is very conscientious in his first land business, unlike some old fritter owners who bought land and still defaulted on the land payment for a long time.In short, he can't do it. The world is the biggest farmer, and everyone wants to get money quickly and have a good year.

In fact, there are also many farmers who want to sell their land alive, but Fang Yu now wants to have some fixed assets of his own as a starting point for development, so he does not consider the land sold alive for the time being. It made him feel like he rented another place.

But if you want to make money and do business, it is actually more cost-effective to sell the land alive. In case the farmer cannot afford to buy the land, and in case no one will inherit his land when the time comes, isn’t that just getting the land at a low price? , but these are all hypothetical elements of gambling. The most intuitive thing is that the price of the live sale is much lower than that of the absolute sale. After you have the right to use the land, you can transfer it to other tenant farmers and wait for the profit up.When he gets richer in the future, he still has to start selling the land alive.

After I got the land on hand, and I went to the village to leave a post before, gradually some tenant farmers came to ask about renting the land.

Most of the land requisition owners in Xiayun City today give four or six points to tenant farmers, and only a small number of them give three or seven. Fang Yu is a newcomer and rents out the land on the same conditions. The competitiveness is far inferior to the local reputation. of the owner.

Fang Yu gave four or six tenant farmers who were willing to rent their land, and then the owner provided seeds for the first three years, and farm tools for farming the year before. If there was a disaster year, the owner would provide seeds for free and would not increase the rented land price.

When the tenant farmers heard such good lease conditions, all those who came to inquire about the land left signatures and pledges. Later, their reputation among the tenant farmers grew, and people came to inquire every day, and the land was rented within a few days. It's over, after all, a family can rent seven or eight acres of land as long as they have a little more children.

He bought 32 mu of land, 47 mu of land rewarded by the court, and [-] mu of poor land from his family, which was only [-] mu of land, which was not enough to rent.

The matter of buying and renting land has been tossing for a long time. Fang Yu leaves early and returns late every day. When he comes back from the academy, he sometimes has to rush to the village to inspect the land, see the family conditions of the renters, etc. A pile of rotten grains and broken sesame seeds Things, but he was so tired that he was dizzy.

In class during the day, when the teacher is not lecturing, he is a little drowsy. I used to be tired and not like this. The lecture hall is very cold, and no one can sleep, but their little Qiao loves him and comes to deliver meals every day. To touch his hands, but also to touch his face, looking at his fleshy and cold hands, I rushed home and sewed several quilted pieces for him.

The quilted quilting is tightly sewn, and it is not conspicuous and bulky when worn in the hospital uniform, but it is also very warm. His favorite thing to do on Sunday mornings is to tuck his bare feet into his shoes.

With such a set of cold-proof and warm-keeping equipment, even if he dozes off in class and wakes up, he is not afraid of catching a cold.

"A few days ago, you were asked to choose topics of your own choice to write the articles you handed in. They actually looked like this. What did you write about each of them!"

A stack of papers fell on the desk with a clatter, and Fang Yu was shocked by the sudden reprimand.

He let go of the hand supporting his head, pulled himself together and realized that Master Zhang had entered the classroom at some point.

Seeing that the teacher's air pressure is extremely low today, he calmed down a bit. If he provoked the teacher to get angry again, he might be left with a lot of homework. Tomorrow will be a holiday again. Compared with the more homework arranged by the teacher, he I still prefer the feeling of free reading and writing articles.

"I asked you to choose your own topics to write, not to make you feel that the homework left today is simply used as a perfunctory for me, nor is it to let you choose the ones you are good at in your daily life, and choose all the ones you usually write one by one. A few essays, can't the township examination also test your best subject!"

The old master blew his beard and stared in front of the podium, and the scholar sitting below did not dare to show his anger.

"Qiu Yanqi, take your article down! See how many times you have written your topic, if not five times, there will be three times. It's nothing more than writing so much. The debate is still the same, and there may not be half a point. progress."

The scholar named Qiu Yanqi bowed his head and went to get the article, but the master pointed at the article and scolded him: "Choose three more to write when you go back."

"Tong Jinsheng, if you don't practice your handwriting well, when the time comes, the examiner of the township examination will give you a low score after reading your handwriting before reading the article. You will take it back. During this holiday, you will copy one of the four books and hand it in three times. .”

Tong Jinsheng complained secretly, but he could only say yes respectfully.

Some thin-skinned people went up and were directly scolded to blush.

"Liang Minxu, why are you so lazy? What I'm talking about today is you. I always choose what I'm good at to write, and arrange for you to choose. I just want you to check for omissions and make up for vacancies. I can also look at others. Articles, how can we bring up the shortcomings of what we are good at this time. If you take it down, you can no longer choose the national policy by yourself in the future."

Liang Minxu had a disheveled look on his face. He didn't get compliments like this, and he didn't get reprimanded like this. It was a bit of a shame, but he secretly rejoiced that today the master reprimanded everyone equally, even the one sitting in the front row. Yuan Rong was said a few words.

Fang Yu at the bottom thought that something was wrong, the master who was originally strict was like eating explosives today, he sprayed one by one, and he didn't know what to do when he got here.

Before he could stop his thoughts, he really said that Cao Cao Cao Cao had arrived, and the master called his name next.

Fang Yu stood up and was about to go up to get the article, but the master's tightly locked brows relaxed a little: "I haven't seen you write the topic this time before. It's changed from the colorful style of the past. The framework of the article is good and the content is well written. good."

Mrs. Zhang raised his head and glanced at Fang Yu: "I was on leave for a few days before, but my articles have improved a lot when I came back. It seems that I also devoted myself to studying when I was on leave. I am very pleased that you can study so hard, but don't be proud." If you are complacent, you will have to treat it just as well as this article in the future.”

After saying that, Master Zhang said to everyone in the audience: "You can also read and study this article written by Fang Yu, there is something you can learn from."

Fang Yu raised his eyebrows. That day he was cold and his hands were stiff. He just briefly discussed it. He was afraid that he would miss the topic and be punished by his master for writing articles that violated the taste of the public. However, he did not expect to be praised by his master.Although the heart is no longer the age of a student, it is still refreshing to be praised this time.

As he went down from the podium, he received several envious looks along the way, and there were also resentful looks among them.

"Brother Fang, what is your topic, can you let me have a look?"

After class, Fang Yu was packing his books and preparing to leave, when a classmate really came up to ask about the article Master sent today.

The so-called good things must absorb the essence. Fang Yu admired this kind of aggressive students, and handed over the article very generously: "I wrote about farming and mulberry farming, just take a look at it."

As soon as the words fell, a contemptuous sneer sounded from the front door.

"Brother Yanqi, instead of reading the articles of classmates here, it is better to listen to a few words of celebrities at the Lingxuandong Mountain Plum Appreciation Party, and I must have a deeper understanding. The celebrities gathered that day, and many scholars will come , I heard that I will give lectures and share the experience of the rural examination. It must be a trip that will benefit a lot. Why waste time. The level of the students is almost the same after all. Everyone is a scholar. Who can be better than the other? .”

The two looked over at the same time, and seeing that it was Liang Minxu, Qiu Yanqi said politely: "Brother Liang's words are wrong, students can gain a lot from political trips, but that is only a few days later, we must not stand still now Stop studying. Just now Master Zhang praised Brother Fang alone, which means that Brother Fang’s article this time is really outstanding. You students also know that the Master is always strict and rarely praises. My late articles will not make progress. Learn more from excellent ones Classmates one or two can also help me write good articles."

"Excellent? Brother Yanqi looks down on some people too much."

Fang Yu naturally knew what Liang Minxu meant when he said about appreciating plums in Tilingxuan Cave Mountain. He spent his vacation time chasing him, so he said to Qiu Yan: "Brother Qiu, I have to leave first, if you want to read the article, then return it to me when you go back to the academy for class next time." .”

"Thank you Brother Fang."

"Farewell."

Liang Minxu saw that Fang Yu left openly without talking to him, he was annoyed in his heart: "It's just a fluke to be praised by the master once, and then he is defiant, and it is destined not to be a long-term appearance."

Fang Yu left the academy in a hurry. When Xuezhu came to deliver the meal at noon today, he said that his uncle had made what he wanted. He was in a hurry to inspect the goods. fountain pen.

Lin Xuan drew according to the drawings, and the pen was made of the same shape as in the picture. Fang Yu peeled off the cap of the pen, feeling quite reunited after a long absence.

"The appearance is the same as what you asked for, but the internal parts are too delicate and difficult to make. The gap in the nib is too narrow. I haven't found a way to make such a small one. You can try to write how to write it first. .”

After Lin Xuan made the pen, he couldn't wait to inform Fang Yulai. He was more anxious than Fang Yu to know whether the pen would be successful.

Fang Yu glanced at the tip of the pen, and it was true that the gap was wider than that of ordinary pens, and a gap could be clearly seen.

"Uncle, is this a nib made of abrasive tools?"

"Exactly."

Fang Yu added ink, because there is no rubber tube, the ink sac is made of iron, and the ink is stored by push-pull, and there is no iridium on the nib. And the nib gap is large, if you write too hard, ink will leak out, and flowers will appear on the paper.

He changed his strength to write some characters, which was quite laborious, but if the production failed, that's not necessarily the case, but he could write, but it violated the convenience he wanted from the beginning, and the pens were all made of iron. It is also heavy in the hand.

After waiting for a long time, Fang Yu still felt a little bit disappointed when he finally failed to meet his expectations, but he didn't blame Lin Xuan's skills. The main reason was that the current technology was too backward.

Lin Xuan saw that the money was not useful, but he was more disappointed than Fang Yu, and said after a while: "How about I try to improve it?"

"It's really beyond my expectation that Uncle can make it. It was originally something I imagined, but it has tossed Uncle. I will take this pen back as a souvenir." Fang Yu said: "But I still want to trouble Uncle again." .”

"That day I saw Shi Mo in my uncle's workshop, and after thinking about it when I went back, I came up with a new idea."

Lin Xuan was quite interested: "Let's talk and listen."

Even if Fang Yudang found charcoal sticks again, he began to draw the method of making pencils. Pens and signature pens are not good, and the production process of pencils is much simpler. Even if there is no pen, pencils are also a good choice.

Graphite is ground into powder, mixed with clay and water, added to the abrasive tool to form a pen core, baked and dried, and the pen core strip can be made. However, the wood that wraps the pen core is a problem. The later technology is to use two pieces of wood to glue them together. Compress the pencil to wrap it, but the current technology is definitely not enough, the glue is not so strong, and there is no machine that can press and bond the wood.

After looking at his new drawing, Lin Xuan said: "You can use softer wood, hollow out a hole, and then insert the pen core you mentioned."

"No, the refill is easy to break, and it may not be easy if the hole is left to fit in."

Lin Xuan said again: "You can reduce the length of the wood, and then drill the hole slightly larger than the pen core, so that it is easy to insert the pen core, and then pour the adhesive fish glue into the hole and wait for it to dry. It can be fixed after drying.”

Fang Yu couldn't help admiring that he was worthy of being a craftsman.

Lin Xuan was not in a hurry to let Fang Yu go, but immediately stayed behind to grind graphite powder and clay to make refills, and asked Fang Yu to choose the most suitable hardness.

After much tossing, Fang Yu was already on the tip of willows when he left the workshop, but he was very happy in his heart, because he finally tried out the mixing ratio of graphite powder and clay, and made a pen core with suitable hardness. Pencils can be made in a few days.

Fang Yu sat on the carriage, rolled up the curtain, and looked at the candles along the way. The city became more and more lively as the New Year approached, and the lights were still brightly lit at this time: "It seems to smell like barbecue."

"My lord has a good sense of smell. Ahead is Fangjia Alley. Cui Wu's barbecue in the alley can be said to be a must in Yuncheng."

"I didn't know the shop here, but the smell of wine is not afraid of the deep alley, and the shop smelled the fragrance even before it was in the main street. I haven't been to the restaurant for a long time, and my uncle is really a craftsman. It's so late and I don't prepare dinner. Hungry, let’s go for a walk and try the barbecue.”

Xue Zhu said: "The alley at the other end is narrow, if the Lord wants to go, he can only walk in."

"What's the matter?" Fang Yu stopped the carriage, and entered the alley with Xuezhu. This end is really a residential alley, quite a bit of an old residential area for later generations, and the barbecue shop they went to was also very small, very small. Like a house of flies.

Although the shop is small, the taste is delicious. At the moment, the small shop is full of men eating wine and punching fists. Waiting in front of the shelf, this end is warmer next to the charcoal fire.

Hearing that the grilled frog is a must in the shop, he ordered two, and picked up some scattered dishes, with meat and vegetables.

Smelling the roasted meat sizzling on the iron plate, giving off a meaty aroma, the spice powder and the roasted meat complement each other, Fang Yu couldn't help but took a long breath and rubbed his hands: "I wonder if the young master has eaten, and I'll bring him some back. "

"Brother Fang! What a coincidence!"

Fang Yu was muttering about ordering some grilled skewers for Xiao Qiao, and the two of them would have some supper together. These days he was busy, and Xiao Qiao was also very busy at home, doing accounts and preparing New Year's gifts. Planning which relatives and friends to visit during the Chinese New Year and what gifts to prepare are trivial and cumbersome things, and the two of them spent several days together in the study busying themselves with their own affairs.

When he was in a trance, he heard a greeting. He heard the voice seemed to be coming from upstairs. He went out and looked up. There was a window on the second floor next to the barbecue shop, and a head poked out from above. Back to Li Yun who had dinner with him in the academy.

Fang Yu greeted with a smile: "Brother Li, it's good that I haven't seen you for a long time."

"It's still good, it's still early, brother Fang might as well come up for a drink, and have a good year."

Speaking of drinking, it was still cold and spring, Fang Yu turned around and wanted to leave.

The last time I ate a lot of Sui Hanchun at the old man’s house, the mouth was as clear as snow in winter, I didn’t feel much alcohol and even tasted good, but in fact the alcohol was not weak.He drank a few drinks with his father-in-law, to be precise, it was a big bowl called a cup, and after a few drinks, his stomach was still burning.

He wanted to refuse, but Li Yun was very enthusiastic: "I asked the boy to come down to pick up Brother Fang, and I also had the cheek to eat roasted frogs along the way."

Fang Yu shook his head helplessly, and said to Xuezhu: "You send someone to bring some supper back to the young master, and let me know that I will go back after having some wine with my classmates."

"Yes."

Fang Yu carried the skewers here, and followed Li Yun's servant to the upstairs next door. The first entry was a small door, and the ladder to go upstairs was like a small residential house. If it wasn't for the servant carrying the lantern, it would be very It is easy to step on the air and fall.

He wondered if Li Yun's residence was here, but if he lived here, he didn't seem like someone who could be used as a servant. Just when he was curious, when the small door upstairs opened, he didn't expect that there was a hole in the sky, the room was spacious , the furnishings are exquisite, where it looks dilapidated from the outside.

That's all, what surprised him most was that there were more than a dozen people inside, men and women, slanted and slanted, Yingyingyanyan persuaded the wine and coquettishly, a long table of delicacies was already messed up, it seemed that they had eaten for a while, most of the men Already drunk, they were ecstasy, and they hugged Meijiao Niang and talked and laughed.

Seeing him coming in, everyone paused and said hello. Seeing that it was a friend invited by Li Yun, they let him be drunk.

Fang Yu: ...

What kind of private house is this? It's clearly a place of sensuality~

"Brother Fang, sit here."

Fang Yu glanced at Li Yun who was protruding out, hesitated for a moment, and walked over.

It's all here, so it's not easy to turn around and leave. Fortunately, Li Yun is not drunk, and he is still sober. Although there are two women and a younger brother by his side, there is no excessive distance. Behavior.

"Brother Li, this is..."

Li Yun poured Fang Yu a glass of wine, and said with a smile: "It's not the end of the new year. There are many guests in Goulan Wasi, and there are frequent incidents. The yamen's investigation is strict, so we have a banquet here in the side house."

Fang Yu smiled bitterly: "Brother Li is so elegant." The government yamen sweeps prostitution, and you guys hide here to eat, drink and play prostitutes.

"I don't want to come either, but if a friend invites you three times and four times, it's not good to refuse every time, it's hurtful."

Li Yun raised his wine glass: "Come on, let me toast Brother Fang."

Fang Yu looked at the exquisite and small wine glass, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Just as he was going to take it, the little brother at the side picked up the wine glass first, and was about to put his sleeves on his mouth. He quickly brought it over by himself: "Don't bother , I can do it myself.”

Li Yun laughed loudly when he saw this: "Brother Fang is really puzzled. This is Mr. Yu, the leader of Ningyue Tower, but there are few people who are like-minded. Brother Fang is so hurtful."

This leader is quite handsome, but the makeup is so heavy that if you don't look carefully, you can't tell the difference between men and women, and the corners of the eyes and eyebrows are full of amorous feelings. At first glance, he looks like a person who has been in the sensual scene for many years. Fang Yu doesn't have much preference .

"It's Xiaosheng who doesn't have such a blessing. Brother Li laughed at him." He pretended to be timid: "The main reason is that the family is strict."

Li Yun laughed again when he heard the words: "Brother Fang is really an honest person, and there are not many men in the world who can speak frankly."

He felt that Fang Yu was more and more interesting, and said kindly: "Yuncheng can be considered rich, but compared to Kyoto, it's just a small place. The folk customs in Kyoto are open, and it's common to invite beautiful women to accompany you when you eat wine like this. As for the matter, if Brother Fang is named on the gold list in the future, he has to get used to this entertainment earlier, otherwise it will be difficult to make friends when he arrives in the capital, so he has to go back earlier to let Madam be accommodating."

"Thank you, Brother Li, for your suggestion." Fang Yu added a glass of wine, "I would like to respect Brother Li."

Li Yun smiled and drank a glass, the two talked for a while, Li Yun saw that Fang Yu was really not interested in prostitutes, so he dismissed them.

Fang Yu heaved a sigh of relief. The scent of the leader who was always by his side was really...unaccustomed to the scent of jasmine, and it was the scent of jasmine that he disliked the most, which made him dizzy.

However, I don't know if the leader was on purpose or he was drunk too much. When he got up, he fell and jumped straight on him, but luckily he had quick eyesight and grabbed his arm, otherwise he would have thrown himself into his arms.

"Thank you sir~"

"You are Welcome."

Li Yun watched from the side, and sighed with a smile: "Chief Yu seems to appreciate Brother Fang a lot."

"Brother Li, don't make fun of me."

Li Yun raised his glass: "Nowadays people are gone, Brother Fang can drink wantonly."

The two drank a few glasses, and the wine and the barbecue were a very good match: "What are you doing for fun recently, brother Fang?"

"It's not fun, just take care of some housework."

"Brother Fang is a modest gentleman, but it seems that I am very incompetent."

"Brother Li is speaking politely."

Fang Yu originally wanted to go back, but since he was not surrounded by prostitutes, it was okay to just eat vegetables, drink and discuss barbecue. He was also hungry, and he and Li Yun had a good talk, so he got excited about drinking, and Li Yun didn't Thinking of him being able to drink, the two of them drank for a while, and Sui Hanchun's stamina came up. Xu Shi had drunk a lot before, and Li Yun was a little bit out of control.

"I can't drink anymore today, I'll invite Brother Fang to get drunk another day."

"Hey, brother Li is not being kind. I'm going to drink here with brother despite being scolded for coming home late. Brother Li will withdraw as soon as he says so."

"I've already drunk seven or eight minutes today. If I had known that Brother Fang was drinking too much, I would have invited Brother Fang early in the morning. There will be a party in Lingxuan Cave Mountain in a few days. It's not a good idea! You and I won't be drunk again by then. Not return."

Fang Yu was thinking about why it was the Lingxuan Cave Mountain Plum Appreciation Party again, could it be because of a disagreement, when he saw Li Yun beckoning to the boy: "Brother Fang, please spare me two cups today, and I will make up for it at the party." There are still posts, take one to Brother Fang..."

Saying goodbye to Li Yun and sending him to their carriage, it was already time, Fang Yu returned to the carriage, glanced at the post on Lingxuan Dongshan, and didn't know which classroom Li Yun belonged to, and which family he belonged to, but Unexpectedly, after going around, I still got a post from Lingxuan Cave. Looking at this posture, Xuezheng probably sent a post to the students of Hudson College, and Liang Minxu was deliberately mean to him to say enough.

He shook his head, there were quite a lot of twists and turns between these scholars, but since he was invited by Li Yun, it didn't matter for him to go to this so-called party, after all, it was hosted by Xuezheng.

Nowadays, Xuezheng is a Beijing official, but the officials who are sent down by the imperial court to conduct court examinations in various places stay in office for a period of three years. Managing the students can be said to hold the power of life and death for many scholars in the local area.

Fang Yu thought, it would be good to take a look at the Beijing officials and scholars, after all, it is directly under the central government, and after three years, it will go to other places or be transferred back to the capital. It is also good for scientific research to gain insight and open your eyes, but when Liang Minxu sees him at the party, he will stare again.

Thinking about it, he soon arrived at the door of his own house. Fang Yu got out of the carriage. As soon as he got out of the carriage, he found two bright lanterns lit at the gate: "When did you hang them up?"

"Perhaps it was the husband who hung it up. I'm afraid the lord will come back too late and the night is so dark that we can't see the way."

As soon as Xuezhu finished speaking, Qiao Hezhi's voice came from the house door: "The lord is back?"

"It's so late and you haven't rested yet?"

Fang Yu went forward and was relieved to see people wearing fluffy clothes.

"The young master has to wait for the master to come back before he settles down. The slaves have persuaded me several times but they didn't listen, and they came out to look at it a few times."

"Talk out!" Qiao Hezhi glared at the girl, then turned to Fang Yu and said, "I heard that the lord was invited to have a drink. I was afraid that the lord would feel uncomfortable after drinking at night, so I made a bowl of hangover soup and left and right. I just want to wait for the master to come back and let the master use it."

Fang Yu's heart warmed up, and it was good for others to think about it: "It troubled you, but I didn't drink much."

Qiao Hezhi stepped forward to help Fang Yu: "I'm afraid that the lord will have a stomachache after drinking like last time at home. Si Yu, go and bring the hangover soup, and I will help the lord go back to the room."

The two went to Mucang Xiaoxie together. Fang Yu drank a bowl of warm hangover soup, and his stomach felt much better. I boiled some hot water on the stove and wanted to take a bath.

The servant was nimble, and brought water within a quarter of an hour. Fang Yu saw that Qiao Hezhi, who was still flipping through his homework papers on the bed, didn't seem to want to go back to sleep. He coughed dryly. Sheng raised his head: "Is the lord going to take a bath?"

Fang Yu nodded: "It's getting late, you should go earlier..."

"Okay, I'll come here to serve the Lord to take a bath."

Qiao Hezhi put down his book and walked up to him excitedly, about to undress him.

Fang Yu's eyes were as big as copper bells, and he hugged himself quickly: "I'll do it myself, you've been tired all day, go to rest early."

"I am not tired."

Tears flowed down Fang Yu's heart: "I'm sorry."

Qiao Hezhi: ...

"Then, then I will just undress the lord, and ask Xue Zhu to come in to serve the lord when he takes a bath."

Qiao Hezhi paused, closed his eyes in disappointment, and he didn't want to do anything. Since returning home, Fang Yu has been busy with going out early and returning late every day. The time he saw Fang Yu for more than an hour was only a handful For a few days, there were only a few days when I went to the study to talk to him for a while because of the family's expenses, and then they were busy with their own affairs.

He whispered: "I haven't stayed with Ziruo for a long time."

Fang Yu looked at the aggrieved person, his heart softened, and he sighed helplessly: "It's up to you. I'm really busy these days, so I'll spend time with you tomorrow."

Only then did Qiao Hezhi laugh, and nodded happily.

"Go to bed early later."

Qiao Hezhi unbuttoned Fang Yu's coat and said, "Then can I rest here today?"

Fang Yu was at a loss for words.

Before Qiao Hezhi could ask the answer, a silk handkerchief slipped out of Fang Yu's half-faded robe and landed on his wrist impartially.

Qiao Hezhi picked it up, and a refreshing fragrance of jasmine came out. On the silk handkerchief was a pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water, and there was a jade character on the foot of the handkerchief, which obviously did not belong to Fang Yu himself.

He bent his fingers and took a deep breath. Before he could speak, he heard Fang Yu ask: "What is this?"

Qiao Hezhi raised his eyes and glanced at him: "My lord asked me?"

Fang Yu picked up the handkerchief, his brows tightened, and the wild horse in his heart ran wildly. Today's elder brother must be too vicious. When he fell, he kindly helped him, how could he repay him with something.

"Left, left and right are not mine."

Qiao Hezhi took Fang Yu's coat, lowered his eyes and hugged the clothes and went to the other end: "I'll ask Xuezhu to come in and wait for the master to take a bath. It's getting late, the master should rest early after bathing."

After speaking, people opened the door and went out.

Fang Yu was speechless, if Qiao Hezhi questioned him a few words, he would be able to excuse himself, but he didn't say or ask.

"Is the son angry?"

When Xuezhu came in, Fang Yu asked him the head-on question, and said in confusion, "Why are you angry? Young Master and Siyu have already gone back to Xiaotongyuan."

Fang Yu: ... "Your brain is frozen by frost, and you don't know how to stop it."

Xue Zhu scratched the back of her head: "My lord didn't tell me in advance."