"I miss you so much, master, you are finally back!"
As soon as Feng Bingwen returned to his courtyard, this seemingly uninhabited small courtyard suddenly came to life. The flowers and plants in the altar, the osmanthus tree in front of the courtyard, and even the stone slabs under his feet, all had their spirits emerging.
"master!"
Two flower essences that were already half a man tall appeared in front of Feng Bingwen's eyes as he stepped into the courtyard. Their appearance was peerless and flawless. They could really be called immortals. Their temperament was also provocative.
People are so loving that they can't help but play with them.
"Don't make any noise."
Feng Bingwen lifted up his sleeves and waved his robe, and all the noisy movement in the courtyard was immediately suppressed. He immediately walked into his room, then turned around and sat down.
"Master!" "Master!"
"Don't make any noise!"
As soon as two longing shouts rang in his ears, they were stopped by Feng Bingwen. He was listening to the conversation between his father and the old man. Even though they were half a courtyard apart, the words they were talking to were clearly audible.
Of course, this couldn't be considered eavesdropping. He wasn't lying on the door panel, and he didn't use magic. He just sat quietly in the room, and then he heard it. There was nothing he could do. He couldn't block his ears and not listen.
After listening for a while, Feng Bingwen's expression couldn't help but change slightly. To be honest, after he wrote his policy paper on the tax system, the subsequent changes were quite different from what he imagined.
Those aristocratic families who were most likely to have their interests touched by him did not take action against him, because his reputation among the people at this time was at its peak.
Everywhere you look and what you hear are the people praising him. Star kings have descended to earth, saints have been reincarnated, immortals have been caressing his head, and people have taken the initiative to invent all kinds of extraordinary life experiences for him.
If it were only in the capital city of Jinglin, or even in the state of Jinglin, Feng Bingwen would be able to regard this as a normal change. However, he sent his guardian spirit to patrol the surrounding states and found that his
The article has actually been spread everywhere.
This kind of development and change is undoubtedly abnormal. There are people behind it who are adding fuel to the fire and achieving his huge reputation in a very short period of time.
Ordinary people highly respected him and expected him to enter the court, take charge of power, and reform the tax system. However, there were also wealthy people who cursed him and hated him to the bone.
It's just that the numbers between the two are not at the same level. As far as the spread of his article is concerned, the number of praisers is far greater than the number of insults.
I don't know how many people who were burdened by taxes were looking forward to him, a wise man who proposed the unprecedented abolition of agricultural taxes, to enter the court and participate in government affairs.
It can really be said to be a sentence that expresses the expectations of all people and the aspirations of the people.
However, this deliberate promotion was too obvious and could be said to be undisguised. Feng Bingwen naturally did not accept this trick.
Feng Bingwen still knows that his family knows his own affairs and how much he weighs. He does not have the talent to stabilize a country, nor does he have the patience to take care of such a large dynasty. This is not his way, and he has no intention of entering officialdom.
So when the old man of the family sent a letter asking him to go home, Feng Bingwen was happy to see the result. After three consecutive exams, he basically had no interest in the imperial examination.
Because according to the article he wrote, if the most standard screening was used, he wouldn't even be able to pass the county examination and would be dismissed directly.
However, because of his identity, he passed every exam and got the first place. Such behavior can be said to be tantamount to cheating.
But what Feng Bingwen didn't expect was that it was not him who asked for his withdrawal from the imperial examination, but his father was frightened by the article he wrote and worried about his life, so he asked him to give up the imperial examination.
In this way, Feng Bingwen naturally had no scruples. The old man who was most obsessed with him didn't want him to take the exam, so what else could he say?
"Wen'er, your grandfather asked you to come over!"
Not long after, Feng Zichuan's shouts rang out in the courtyard, and Feng Bingwen immediately stood up and pushed the door open to walk out. At this time, the courtyard had returned to normal, and nothing unusual could be seen. It seemed like a carefully maintained and vibrant courtyard.
"okay."
Feng Bingwen was led by his father into the old man's study room, which was filled with ancient charm and many old items.
And when Feng Bingwen stepped into it, this study room, which always had a unique charm, suddenly stagnated, and then, the aura that ordinary people could not feel slowly converged.
The crane in the landscape painting spreads its wings, the scholar holding a book is more elegant, and the girl in the lady painting is more dignified and beautiful - these ancient objects and old items were all collected by the filial son Fengzichuanfeng from abroad.
"Grandpa, are you looking for me?"
"Wen'er, are you tired during this period?"
Seeing Feng Bingwen come in, Feng Lingjun's old face showed a smile.
"Kind of."
"Since you are a little tired, let's rest for a few years. I pushed you too hard before, and I didn't ask you what you meant. I don't know what you are interested in. If you want to practice martial arts, I will let your father
Invite a martial artist back for you..."
The old man seized on Feng Bingwen's words and said words that he could not have said before, and actually let Feng Bingwen choose as he wished, without having to concentrate on the book.
“I want to study abroad!”
Seeing that the old man was so direct, Feng Bingwen became more straightforward and expressed what he was thinking. He also felt that it was time to go out for a walk. It was not a problem to stay in Qingshan County all the time.
"Study tour? Study tour is great! Young people should go out and take a look."
Feng Lingjun frowned, but quickly relaxed. As long as his grandson did not take part in the imperial examination, he could say anything.
He is not a saint. No matter how much the public praises his grandson, he will not let this upright grandson with a beautiful vision enter the officialdom. That is not the place he should enter.
"Grandpa, do you agree?"
Feng Bingwen was also a little surprised. Since he was a child, these two old men had been paying close attention to him. If he did not return home at night, they would be extremely anxious.
"What's the objection? Your father makes enough money. But, where have you decided to go?"
Although he asked this question, the old man still had in his mind a dozen prefectures and counties he had visited when he was young. If his grandson had no plans, he could plan a study tour route.
"I haven't thought about it, but I want to take a look around Daqian."
Feng Bingwen's words were very calm, as long as he could make the elderly at home feel at ease with him.
"Daqian everywhere?"
Feng Zichuan suddenly stopped talking.
"You should take a walk around Jinglin Prefecture now!"
The old man is naturally worried that his grandson will run too far.
"Um."
Feng Bingwen would not argue about this kind of thing. As long as he left home safely, everything would be easy to deal with, even if he ran to another continent.
"I have something to tell you."
"whats the matter?"
Feng Bingwen was a little curious. This was what the old man talked about with his father.
"I'm going to review my books again and take part in the imperial examination!"
"What?"
At this moment, Feng Bingwen and Feng Zichuan, father and son, spoke in unison, with almost the same tone. Both of them were shocked by the old man sitting behind the desk.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
Feng Zichuan was the first to ask, his eyes full of confusion and confusion. His grandson was not allowed to take part in the scientific examination, but he insisted on going. What was he doing?
"It turns out that when I get old, many thoughts will naturally stop. But now, as you can see, my body is not as useless as I thought. Now it is not a problem to live another twenty or thirty years.
If all these years are spent in school, I feel a little unwilling to do so. These days, I have been thinking quietly and preparing to take the exam again."
Feng Lingjun opened his mouth slowly and said what he had promised a long time ago.
With his grandson's current reputation, he could simply withdraw from the imperial examination and give up the imperial examination. In a short period of time, he could find some excuses to deal with it, but as time went on, there would be rumors.
As for this useless old man, it's time for him to stand up. He has mediocre qualifications, is jealous of talents, and obstructs his grandson's career. Infamy will naturally fall on him, but it doesn't matter.
"..."
Feng Bingwen was silent. He didn't know what he should say at this time. Stopping the old man from taking part in the imperial examination? Just kidding.
That was the old man's lifelong obsession. Now that his father has passed away, he is focused on doing business, and he has no intention of taking the imperial examination and is preparing to travel around the world.
Naturally, this kind of obsession can only be fulfilled by himself. For the old man now, it is not a problem. His physical condition is enough. Let alone living for another twenty or thirty years, even a few years is nothing.
question.
The only thing that needs to be worried is whether the old man's literary talent has improved over the years, and whether his literary talent can make him be on the list and fulfill his lifelong wish.
"this……"
Feng Zichuan didn't know what to say for a moment.
It would be a good thing for his father to regain his strength and compete in the imperial examination again, but if his grandson withdraws and takes the exam himself, it will inevitably lead to criticism.
"I am not discussing this matter with you. I have already made my decision. It is useless for you to object."
"Dad, how can I oppose you?"
Although Feng Zichuan had many ideas and wanted to persuade him, he flinched again when he saw his father's determined eyes.
"My grandson wishes grandpa a title on the gold medal list!"
And Feng Bingwen smiled and congratulated Lao Ji Fufeng, an old man with great ambitions.
He even began to wonder in his mind whether he should find a way to open a back door for the old man. Naturally, it was not to bribe the examiner, nor to greet people in the court. This was too much, even worse than cheating.
What he was thinking about was how to increase his old man's literary talent in a short period of time so that he could perform normally in the examination room and achieve satisfactory results.
"Well, do you want to ask some city gods to give the old man extra lessons at night?"
Thoughts came to Feng Bingwen's mind one after another. As a filial grandson, it is normal for him to hope that his grandfather will become a dragon, and there is no harm in him helping him.