The He family had an old grudge against the Fang family, and he had a grudge against the Fang family, so he came to tell the He family that this and this... How could the He family allow others to be targeted?
However, being angry, the black-skinned boy immediately reported the matter to the head of the family.
As for He Chengzhang's matter, he took it upon himself to conceal it.
That night.
Xu Mo was a little worried and asked Chang Yan, "Is it really okay for me to come to the door so bluntly? The He family will think that I am taking advantage of them."
The young man with delicate eyebrows shook his head and said lazily, "The aristocratic family always has a lot of things to think about. If you go around and around, they will be cautious. Instead, it would be better to go straight to the point, state your purpose and let them choose on their own." .”
People seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and aristocratic families will also weigh the advantages and disadvantages.
Xu Mo just revealed the news to them. As for the He family's choice, it was their business.
"We don't rely on the He family either." Chang Yan straightened up and said seriously, "Brother, it's time to sacrifice my sister."
Jiang Sheng, who was drinking soup, looked up at a loss.
Wen Zhiyun looked at it timidly, "It's not good, Xiao Wu."
"There's no other way, I have to do it with her." Chang Yan continued to play riddles.
Jiang Sheng's facial features were wrinkled, and his big deformed eyes were full of doubts, "Fourth brother, fifth brother, do you want me to be fatter and crush the Fang family to death?"
Xu Mo couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.
Although he is courageous and determined to fight the family to the end, after all, this is a depressing thing, and he has not laughed for a long time.
Finally, with the concerted efforts of his younger brothers and sisters, Xu Mo revealed his curved eyebrows and neat white teeth.
"Idiot." Chang Yan stretched out, "I want you to send dozens of aunts and uncles under your command to cause a bloody storm in Fengjing."
Don’t doubt the abilities of the women in the village. They can transform a fat boy into a skinny boy, and a short boy into a tall boy. They have no ill intentions, but they can exaggerate.
Now, they are working in Jiang Sheng's workshop.
When you take money from your employer, of course you have to listen to your employer. If your employer asks you to talk about something, then do it.
So the next day, Fengjing began to have a group of chatting women. They ate melon seeds and blended in with the crowd. They unknowingly expressed their longing for the current Huiyuan, along with a little admiration for the military generals who turned into civil servants.
In Miao Zhaoying's words, "This Huiyuan is a once-in-a-century genius. He is capable of literary and military skills and can win Huiyuan. I think the number one scholar is definitely his."
I have to say, this move is too cruel.
If Miao Zhaoying and others were expressing malice and slandering Fang Yuan, the news would soon reach the ears of the Fang family and be annihilated by the family's tactics.
But they had no ill intentions, they were all full of admiration and adoration, and with their surprised expressions, they pushed Fang Yuan to an unparalleled position.
Compared with the Imperial Examination, the Hui Yuan Examination is not as famous, and Hui Yuan is not as eye-catching as the No. 1 Scholar.
Ordinary people like to whisper who is the top scholar, but few people talk about who is the top scholar.
Thanks to the big-mouthed women headed by Aunt Miao Zhaoying, it only took three to five days for the entire Fengjing City to know that Fang Yuan, the legitimate son of the Fang family, was born. A young genius, he won the Huiyuan, and the next step was to be the No. 1 scholar.
Xu Mo was not idle during this period.
After helping Zhu Sihuan get his talent name, he finally entered Wenchang Pavilion in his own name, chatted with friends, and poured out all his talents.
He talks eloquently, he stands erect, he is as clear as the wind, he talks and laughs freely.
True excellence cannot be concealed, and his talent shines brightly. When someone asked him his name, Xu Mo took up his pen and wrote the word "Qingzhu" next to "Master Fufeng".
It has endured thousands of blows but is still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south.
Green bamboo is the growth benchmark that Xu Mo sets for himself. It is his calm attitude towards past sufferings and his fearlessness in future setbacks.
No matter how many winds and rains bend the waist and limbs, it cannot destroy the tenacious soul.
"What a fine Mr. Qingzhu!"
Someone shouted loudly, causing the whole audience to cheer.
Xu Mo followed the sound and saw Zhu Sihuan with a cunning face in the crowd.
The Fang family and the Zhu family were related by marriage, so he couldn't stand up, but he secretly helped his friends in his own way.
This group of people...
Xu Mo chuckled, feeling filled with emotions.
Time flies from April 10th to the end of April, and the palace examination is imminent.
In the past twenty days, Fang Yuan's reputation had grown from an ordinary young master from aristocratic families to a talented young man praised by the whole people, just waiting for him to win the top prize in the palace examination.
The Fang family also realized that this was flattery, and tried their best to suppress it, but only half of their voice was suppressed.
There are always smart people in this world. They are eager to be supported by the Fang family. They rarely encounter opportunities to praise. Of course, they must work hard to promote Mr. Fang's excellence.
Invisibly, enemies have become friends.
In this regard, Xu Mo could only give Chang Yan a thumbs up.
But there was no movement from the He family yet, which made him a little worried, "If the He family doesn't take action, I will have no choice but to beg Master Dou."
But since the Dou family and the Fang family had no enmity, it was really hard to draw Dou Shangshu into trouble.
Xu Mo felt quite tangled in his heart.
Chang Yan comforted him, "Don't worry, just wait."
Early May.
When the head of the He family went to court, he read a book of the Fang family. The reason was that Fang Yuan was not a talented person, but he had the title of Hui Yuan. He suspected that there was something fishy about the examination, and begged the Tian family to investigate thoroughly.
As soon as this news came out, the whole Fengjing was in an uproar.
Some lamented that the He family still held grudges against the Fang family after all these years, some took Fang Yuan's reputation seriously, and some of the family's children failed to pass the exam and wanted to stir up some interest in it.
But no matter what, the results of this test attracted the attention of the Tianjia and also attracted the attention of the entire Fengjing.
"This is the time." Chang Yan stood up, "Brother, it's up to you."
He Jia Shen's previous book was just a question. The real and substantive threat required Xu Mo. He was a failed student, but he was also the famous Qingzhu Young Master in Wenchang Pavilion. These two points were inherently rebellious.
What if he went to Fengtian Mansion again to make a false accusation and reveal that the test paper was not the original one?
In this huge fanfare, they pushed the He family to help and took advantage of the attention of the people in Fengjing, and finally ushered in the critical moment.
Xu Mo, dressed in Tsing Yi, stood up, glanced at his younger brothers and sisters, and then at his hand holding the pen. Finally, he was so angry that he moved forward without hesitation.
He didn't take a carriage and went to Fengtian Mansion on foot.
Someone familiar recognized him and said, "Isn't this Mr. Qingzhu, who has become famous recently?"
He didn't respond and kept walking straight forward.
When passing by Zhongshu Sheren Mansion, Zhao Yuan followed him silently, refusing to look back despite anyone's advice.
When passing by a poor alley, An Jun gritted his teeth and followed him, looking forward to death.
When passing by the Office of the Minister of Rites, the Qi family brothers and sisters stood in the corner, staring at Xu Mo's back.
The battle between heaven and man in the heart, the choice between ideals and family, is fought to the extreme at this moment.
The moment Xu Mo calmly turned around, the thread in Qi Huai's heart finally broke. He was still the young man who loved his country and his people. His ambition was not extinguished and he ran and jumped as fast as he could.
He shouted, "Brother Xu, wait for me."
