There are many students in Wenchang Pavilion, and once the words are spoken, they will become an established fact.
Xu Mo didn't even have time to stop him, and the people around him started to cheer, chatting and sharing with each other.
"Master Fufeng wants to discuss the past and present with us."
"It's really rare, who wouldn't want to go?"
"Must go, must go."
Even though this is New Year’s Eve when the whole family should be reunited.
After the literati and students around him dispersed, Xu Mo stopped and said solemnly, "The grudge between me and the Fang family lasts for more than a day or two, and it cannot be resolved by talking."
"Besides..." His eyes were full of worry, "Your body has always been weak. Now that you have traveled thousands of miles, even Master Qian is tired and complains. Your body may not be able to bear it."
What's more, they have to find their wives one by one and find Governor He to write the envelope.
Xu Mo didn't know how Wang Fufeng realized something was wrong and how much effort he put into it. He only worried about his friend's body and bones and just wanted his friend to be safe.
He glanced at his fourth brother, who took two steps forward and wanted to check his pulse.
Wang Fufeng laughed and retracted his wrist without leaving a trace, "Why are you so weak? It's because you are too nervous. Only after you actually took the trip did you realize that it is not difficult."
"On the contrary, I want to apologize to Brother Xu for what happened this time." The young master frowned slightly, with guilt on his thin face, "It was because I failed to take good notice of Wang Yuyao and let her steal the envelope and escape to Fengjing that I caused the problem. These things happen."
Theoretically, the Fang family has their own plans, and no one can guard against them.
But it is also true that the envelope was kept by Wang Fufeng, which adds credibility to this carefully fabricated lie.
Xu Mo frowned slightly, as if he wanted to say something comforting.
Wang Fufeng changed the topic and took the lead, "The dialogue meeting is not to bring down the Fang family, but it is just to talk about the past and present with thousands of friends in Fengjing."
After he finished speaking, before Wen Zhiyun could feel his pulse or Xu Mo continued to dissuade him, he turned around and walked out of Wenchang Pavilion.
Wang Mingyu followed closely, like a personal bodyguard.
Xu Mo was left frowning, but there was nothing he could do.
There are many things that need to be done next, such as settling the teachers who have come from afar, performing their duties as landlords, quelling the ghostwriting incident as soon as possible, and being wary of the Fang family's next moves.
By the time I finished all this, it was already dark.
Wang Fufeng was lying in the room where the silver charcoal had been burned. There was a soft tiger skin cushion under him and a thin blanket covering him. There was a small square table within reach of his hand. On the table was a hot iron Hot tea, the fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose.
This was obviously Xu Mo's room, but after some tossing, he felt a little strange.
Some people are born noble, and even their houses can be resplendent.
"Brother Fufeng, how long has it been since we had such a chat." Xu Mo sat on the other side, holding up his wide sleeves and pouring tea.
The warm liquid is wrapped in a mellow sweetness, it is definitely the best Biluochun.
"Less than three years." Wang Fufeng took the tea cup, sipped it and put it aside, "Time flies too fast and slow. I was lying alone in the courtyard of the Wang family. I felt that the days would never end. But when I suddenly came back to my senses, I realized that you guys It’s all come to this.”
The brothers and sisters were extremely busy with the matter of Sun Yu succeeding as the governor of Anshui County.
If one becomes the number one scholar and sits on the sixth-grade writing and editing official position, the future will be smooth.
As a leading imperial merchant, his business grew bigger and bigger, and he earned as much money as the entire Wang family.
A military leader, mentioned in the latest envelope, had been promoted to the rank of Qian General through General Jiang's intentional promotion, and was as good as the captain of the Third Brigade.
A man became a disciple of an imperial doctor, and his medical skills gradually became more and more perfect, and the reputation of the medical clinic rose.
A man of noble status, but still willing to run an ordinary workshop and shop and never forget his original intention.
The remaining one who looks the most mediocre is actually the least mediocre, with a terrifying identity.
"You have shown me that whether you are noble or not, it is possible as long as you work hard." He tilted his head and smiled. "Nobility will not bring condescension, nor will ordinary people accept mediocrity."
The class brought by status, the nobility brought by gold and silver, seem to have disappeared from these six brothers and sisters.
This comes from their experiences of sharing joys and sorrows, but more importantly, it comes from their sincere and unchanging hearts.
"My aunt told you, I guess." Xu Mo laughed, "Some things were mentioned in the envelope, but they were not so detailed after all."
"What I didn't expect the most is that my aunts have become so energetic, which is completely different from the hardship and depression at the beginning." Wang Fufeng chuckled again, "Sure enough, as long as you work hard, there is hope in life."
But any hope must be based on a sound foundation.
Seeing Wang Fufeng's smile fade, Xu Mo's heart skipped a beat and he brought up the topic of the day again, "Have you ever asked Dr. Wu for pulse diagnosis in the past three years? Has he ever told you how your health is? Xiaosi also got married. Master, let him diagnose and treat you."
"No need." Wang Fufeng shook his head again and refused, "I brought a doctor here this time. I'm afraid the doctor will be unhappy if he rashly switches to another person for diagnosis and treatment. We have to return to Anshui County."
"Besides, you see I'm in such good spirits, but I don't look weak."
The young man's tone was natural and sincere, and his expression was truly peaceful. Xu Mo couldn't fault it. Even if he felt uneasy, he could only suppress it.
"Brother Xu, tell me about the past few years." Wang Fufeng's eyebrows arched again, "What Auntie said is just a general outline. I want to hear you explain in detail."
He said that his Huiyuan was taken away, that he entered the Jinluan Palace alone, that Jiang Sheng had a difficult time recognizing his relatives, that Zheng Ruqian snatched lychees thrillingly, that Wen Zhiyun robbed the rich to help the poor, and that Chang Yan had no choice but to leave.
Talk about the situation of the Fengjing family, talk about the cowardice of the Tian family, talk about the balancing methods in the court, and talk about the consequences of cheating in the imperial examination.
The night is so dark, the starry sky is so bright, the silver charcoal burns with twisted warmth, the candle in the oil lamp burns brightly, and the tea is cold and cold, cold and hot.
Wang Fufeng fell into a deep sleep at some point. As soon as Xu Mo got up, Wang Mingyu came in. His body was strong enough for him to pick up his younger brother and place him on the bed.
"Brother Mingyu, go and have a rest." Xu Mo remembered that he also traveled thousands of miles, "Brother Fufeng, please leave it to me for the time being."
But Wang Mingyu shook his head and refused, "I promised Fufeng never to leave his side."
Xu Mo had no choice but to get up and go to Wen Zhiyun's room to rest.
Fortunately, the people in the family are scattered in all directions, otherwise it would really be impossible to live there.
In this way, several teachers who came from afar were arranged in the inn, and they were asked to take him around Fengjing tomorrow.
It's the New Year's Day, and since we've come all the way here, how can we go back so lightly?
Eating and having fun are the basics, and then buy some local specialties to take with you to your relatives back home.
But when someone mentioned that they wanted to return to their hometown first, the rest of them shook their heads and refused, "Since we came together, let's go together and wait for Fufeng."
"That's right, I also want to see Mr. Fufeng hold a conversation."
So, what kind of situation should it be?
