"You are a disgrace to our family and are not worthy of being a son of man! From now on, don't let me see you again!"
"Father, if you scold me like this, aren't you scolding yourself?"
"You...you are really mad at me! You don't agree with me, so forget it and hurt me! Now you are hurting Miss Zhuo..."
"Dad, I have told you several times that everything was Miss Zhuo's idea, and the child is just a helper. Besides, didn't we successfully rescue Third Brother Zhuo?"
"What? Help? Oh my! I'm so angry! How could I have given birth to such an idiot like you! You are so self-satisfied! You have no ambition! You are still burning incense and worshiping Buddha at home! You are already twenty-four this year.
If you don’t have a family or a career, you don’t study, and you won’t take the initiative to make friends with the young masters in the county... Do you really want to be like this for the rest of your life?"
"Dad, aren't you just a teacher? By the way, why don't you also worship Buddha with me? Let me tell you, this time my child really met an eminent monk..."
"Shut up! You bastard! You, you... you are really mad at me! Get out! Get out! From now on, I will never think of you as my son!"
Bang bang bang bang...
In the small courtyard, the sound of broomsticks and begging for mercy could be heard, and two figures came one behind the other.
Then... boom!
The courtyard door slammed shut.
The young man in single clothes staggered out of the door, tripped and fell.
"Ouch...Old guy, why don't you be so cruel!"
Fang Ziqi got up and rubbed his blue forehead.
The autumn wind blew from the end of the long street. He took a breath of air and hugged his body tightly.
"so cold……"
Fang Ziqi was trembling as he walked towards the corner of the fence.
Snapped!
An earthen basin flew out from the fenced courtyard, but Fang Ziqi ducked his head to avoid it.
Then a bunch of bottles and cans flew out and hit Fang Ziqi outside the hospital.
"Don't climb the wall! Get away from me!"
Fang Ziqi dodged with his head in his hands and shouted: "Speaking of father, you are no longer the elegant and elegant young master. How much copper do you get from this place? Can you stop being so extravagant?"
Sure enough, the smashing on the other side of the courtyard wall stopped.
"roll!"
"Just leave, it's not like I can't live without you."
Fang Ziqi took a breath, crossed his arms, shrank his head and walked forward.
When I was young, a cotton robe was thrown from the courtyard wall.
"These smelly clothes are an eyesore. I feel bad about it."
Fang Ziqi was stunned, sniffed his slightly sour nose, bent down to pick it up, but did not put it on immediately, put it under his arm, and walked forward in anger.
It wasn't until the footsteps faded away that the courtyard door opened.
A thin, down-and-out middle-aged man came out.
He looked at the thin figure who had turned the corner of the street. His face was red, his chest was rising and falling slightly, and it was obvious that he was still angry.
"You brat, you say you won't climb the wall, but you really don't climb the wall? You've been so obedient. With your understanding, why worry about not being able to get a Jinshi? Hey!"
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"Freshly baked naan! Three for a penny!"
"Sir, would you like a bowl of haggis soup?"
"The biloba baked in the small shop uses ancestral ingredients. Would you like it meat or vegetarian?"
It was getting late, and Fang Ziqi was wearing a gray autumn cotton-padded jacket and walking with his head buried in Fangchang Street of the county government.
The street shop banners were raised, and the strong fragrance drifted in the wind.
Fang Ziqi sniffed his nose and his stomach growled unsatisfactorily.
He reached into his pocket again and took out the note, 'I examine myself three times every day, am I unfaithful in my plans for others? Are I unfaithful in my dealings with friends...'
"I keep secretly putting out these cheat sheets all day long, so I don't know how many coins I can slip in."
Fang Ziqi sighed softly and finally stuffed the note back into his pocket.
Although the weather is cold, it is far from the coldest months of winter when you need to wear a cotton-padded jacket.
Fang Ziqi put his hands in his pockets, ignored the surprised looks of passers-by, endured his growling stomach, and walked forward.
In his opinion, the trip to Yeguo Temple was very successful.
Not only did he rescue Zhuo Sanlang, he also met a holy monk in the world, witnessed the rise and fall of Yeguo Temple, and strengthened his determination to seek the Tao.
But dad obviously didn't think so.
Several young masters violated the curfew and ventured into the temple. After returning to the county government, everyone from the governor Zhuo down was furious.
After Miss Zhuo, Zhao Haizhou, Wang Shuang and other young masters were imprisoned, they began to investigate the culprits.
Naturally, Fang Ziqi, a commoner, became the best scapegoat.
Considering the family relationship between Fang Zhuo and his family, it was originally just a formality. Fang Ziqi gave Fang Ziqi a small punishment and a few words of reprimand, and that was the end of it.
However, my father, who had a cramp somewhere, actually contradicted Prefect Zhuo in front of the court.
There was originally a tacit understanding, but in the end, everyone was unable to step down.
Governor Zhuo became furious, scolded the Fang family and his son, and finally broke off all relations with Mr. Fang.
Although Master Fang saved Fang Ziqi, he lost his last refuge.
After that, he left the county school and drank at home to soothe his sorrows...and cursed Fang Ziqi all day long.
"The old guy has such a violent temper that he won't compromise at all. It's only because of the noble son's illness, but not the life of the noble prince. It's really hard to change his nature... He has let down the talent of the number one scholar in vain."
Fang Ziqi muttered and walked.
At the beginning of the lanterns, the market is noisy, and men and women are enjoying themselves.
Not far away is the old courtyard where the most famous female historian of Southern Shu lived in Guangyuan County. The water smoke is green, the willows are green, and the pavilions and pavilions reflect the style of the previous dynasty.
Just when Fang Ziqi was immersed in thinking about where to go for a meal, an arm stretched out from the side and stopped him.
It was a strong man dressed as a slave.
"Master Fang, my master has invited you."
"If you are really sleepy, someone will give you a pillow..."
Fang Ziqi, who was hungry and cold, felt happy and agreed regardless of the other party's background.
But when he raised his head and saw the exquisite carriage parked far away from the alley, under the willows beside the bridge, surrounded by guards, his eyes froze and his expression gradually became indifferent.
"Please tell your master that someone was invited by the prefect to go to Linjiang Tower for a banquet. It is not very convenient today."
Fang Ziqi finished speaking calmly and wanted to leave.
There was a hint of sarcasm in Jian Nu's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to stop Fang Ziqi again.
Fang Ziqi was startled: "You..."
Jian Nu sneered while pressing towards Fang Ziqi.
"Stop pretending, you can also be the guest of the prefect? Calling you Mr. Fang is a compliment to you. My master wants to see you now, don't make it difficult for us subordinates.
"
Fang Ziqi's face changed suddenly, and he subconsciously touched the medicine pouch at his waist, but stopped halfway with a wry smile on his face.
His medicine is only effective against monsters with strange power and chaos.
What's more, after seeing the methods of the holy monk from Yeguo Temple, he had already doubted the medicine he had learned.
"Just go, I want to see if your Miss Gu has any new fancy ideas."
Fang Ziqi said calmly and walked forward.
A flash of evil flashed in the corner of Jian Nu's eyes, and he stretched out his leg to stumble towards Fang Ziqi.
Snapped!
Fang Ziqi stumbled to the ground, gritted his teeth, stood up as if nothing had happened, and patted his cotton-padded coat.
Kenu's chuckle came from behind.
"Master Fang, you have to be careful not only when you walk, but also when you talk."