Even if you are an official, you need to sign in every day.
But when you reach a certain level as an official, it doesn't really matter whether you go to work or not, such as the level of Fan Shilang.
He said that asking for leave from the Minister and the Ministry of Personnel was just a formality. Even his Shangguan Xingbu Shangshu would not disgrace the minister, so Fan Shilang got the ten-day holiday smoothly, and on the first
The next morning, I got on the carriage and set foot on the road back to Jiangdu.
The letter he wrote the night before was sent back to Jiangdu by the Fan family's servants on horseback overnight, and was delivered to Mr. Fan of the Fan family in Jiangdu before noon the next day.
Minister Fan is the biggest pillar of the Fan family, so he naturally has a strong voice.
After Mr. Fan received the letter sent back by his brother overnight, he opened it almost immediately and checked it. After reading it briefly, Mr. Fan's face turned red with anger. He stood up from his chair and slapped him hard.
Patted the table.
"Someone is coming!"
The Fan family is a wealthy family in Jiangdu. There are more than a hundred servants in the family. As soon as Mr. Fan shouted, three or four servants rushed over and bowed their heads to Mr. Fan: "Master."
"Where is the evil obstacle?!"
Several servants looked at each other, then looked up at Master Fan, and asked cautiously: "Master, what are you talking about..."
Mr. Fan's face turned black with anger, he was breathing heavily and could not speak.
An old servant had been with the Fan family for decades and immediately understood who his master was talking about. He looked back at several servants and said in a deep voice: "Quickly, go and find the young master!"
Fan Dongcheng is the only son of Mr. Fan, and the main line of the Fan family currently only has this young master. After hearing these words, several servants nodded and went to find someone in a panic.
At this time, Fan Dongcheng was in a restaurant not far from the county government office.
From yesterday morning to today, he has sent three people to the county government office to punish them for cheating, but without exception, these three people have been controlled in the county government office, and none of them have been able to come out so far.
This made Fan Dongcheng feel a little annoyed.
In his opinion, this was the intention of the newly arrived magistrate to protect Ganquan Academy.
After all, on the day when the county magistrate took office, he did not go to see the governor first, but went to Ganquan Academy to meet with Lu Shanchang immediately. This matter has spread in Jiangdu, and everyone in Jiangdu knows more or less that the new arrival
The county magistrate has a close relationship with Ganquan Academy.
At noon, Fan Dongcheng sent a third person, but he was also detained in the county government office and did not come out.
Mr. Fan was very angry.
He looked at the book boy next to him and said fiercely: "I still don't believe it. A magistrate can cover up the sky in Jiangdu. What a blessing!"
A sixteen-year-old boy stood beside Fan Dongcheng with his hands lowered, bowing his head respectfully: "Young Master."
Fan Dongcheng gritted his teeth and said: "Find another person to report the strict etiquette. This time, don't go to the county government office, go directly to the government office!"
"I want to see how capable a county magistrate is and how long he can cover up Shen Qi!"
Quanfu was Fan Dongcheng's school boy since he was a child. Naturally, he could not go to the Yamen to complain, otherwise others would find him and Fan Dongcheng.
In this regard, Mr. Fan thinks he is very smart.
Because the people who went to the Yamen to report were the people he asked Shutong Quanfu to find through money and money through some local snakes. If these people were to be investigated, they would have nothing to do with the Fan family or him, Fan Dongcheng.
Shutong Quanfu has followed Fan Dongcheng since he was a child, and he is also aware of his young master's temper. He glanced at Mr. Fan and reminded him in a low voice: "Young master, the government office is also in the city. There is a lot of movement this time. The government office should have known about it.
That’s right…”
"Of course the government office knows."
Fan Dongcheng sneered and said: "Jiangdu is a big place, what kind of news can be hidden from the prefect Chen? But it's one thing to know, but it's another thing for someone to complain to the government. If someone goes to the government to complain, he Chen
The prefect is not from the academy, how can he still try his best to cover up the academy like Magistrate Zhang?"
Having said this, Fan Dongcheng glanced at his book boy, gritted his teeth and said, "Why, you don't even listen to me now?"
A book boy naturally did not dare to disobey the young master's wishes, so he could only nod helplessly, turned around and went out, preparing to do something for the young master.
As soon as he walked downstairs, he saw an old man in his forties or fifties. Quanfu immediately stepped forward, bowed his head to the old man and said, "Uncle Qian, why are you here?"
The little old man known as "Uncle Qian" glanced at Quan Fu, took a deep breath, and asked, "Is the young master here?"
Quanfu nodded and said, "Just upstairs?"
Uncle Qian looked around and saw that there was no one around, and whispered to Quan Fu: "Quan Fu, tell me honestly, what has the young master been doing recently?"
Quan Fu rolled his eyes and was considering whether to tell the truth when he saw Uncle Qian "hum" at him.
"That's all, you kid, you want to talk or not. The master was so angry at home that he threw chairs and tables. He asked us to take the young master back. I don't care what you kid and the young master did, be careful.
On your head!"
After that, this "Uncle Qian" crossed Quanfu, stepped onto the second floor of the restaurant, and found Fan Dongcheng, who was sulking.
Uncle Qian bowed his head deeply: "Master, I want you to go home immediately."
"No return."
Fan Dongcheng was an only son and had been spoiled since he was a child. He also disapproved of his father's orders. He rolled his eyes at Uncle Qian and said, "I have something to do now. You go back and tell dad. Just tell me when I will be here."
I’ll go back and see him tomorrow.”
Uncle Qian shook his head slightly and sighed.
"Master, I said that even if I break your legs, I still have to carry you back."
After saying that, the servant surnamed Qian waved his hand behind him, and seven or eight servants gathered around him, surrounding Fan Dongcheng in the middle, and then forcibly pulled Fan Dongcheng up from the chair.
Where has Mr. Fan ever been so angry?
He glared at all the servants fiercely and shouted: "We are going to rebel!"
Unfortunately, these servants didn't listen to him at all. A dozen or so people easily took Fan Dongcheng downstairs and carried him into the Fan family's carriage. Then the carriage started slowly and drove towards the Fan family.
The bookboy "Quan Fu" stood there, staring blankly at his young master being "carried away". He hesitated for a long time, and finally scratched his head and followed him. He did not follow his young master's order and went to the government office to file a complaint.
…
As the top noble family in Jiangdu, the Fan family's house is naturally located in the main city, which is not far from the county government office. Soon, the eldest son Fan was brought back to the Fan family by a group of servants and "taken" to Fan's house.
In front of the master.
When he saw his father, Fan Dongcheng still felt disapproval. He bowed lazily to his father, and then asked: "Dad, what do you want from me? My son is busy with something outside."
"what are you busy with?"
Mr. Fan originally had his back turned to Fan Dongcheng. When he heard his words, Mr. Fan, who had a lot of gray hair, slowly turned around, looked at his son coldly, and said: "You evildoer! Are you there?"
Are you busy digging the grave of our Fan family?!"
What Mr. Fan said was so serious that even Fan Dongcheng was so frightened that he knelt down. He looked up at his father, still not understanding the situation.
"Dad...what did my son do...are you so angry?"
"It's just because I don't know what you did that I'm so angry!"
Mr. Fan gritted his teeth angrily, took out the letter sent by Mr. Fan overnight from his sleeve, threw it directly in Fan Dongcheng's face, and said angrily: "Open your dog eyes and read the letter your fifth uncle sent back overnight. He wrote
What!"
"Your fifth uncle said that if you continue to let you run wild, our Fan family won't even be able to stay with Jiangdu anymore!"
Mr. Fan took a few deep breaths, then gritted his teeth and said, "Nie Zhan, tell me, what are you doing outside if you haven't been home these days?!"
Fan Dongcheng knelt on the ground, his face turned pale and speechless.
"good!"
Master Fan looked at his son coldly.
"Don't tell me, right? Your fifth uncle is on the way and will be home in the evening. You can tell your fifth uncle then!"
"impossible…"
Mr. Fan's face turned pale again. He knelt on the ground and murmured to himself.
"I...I didn't do it myself. I found someone else. There's no way they could find me..."
"and…"
Mr. Fan looked up at his furious father, with a hint of fear and confusion on his expression.
"And it's just Shen Qi, how could he possibly alert Fifth Uncle..."