Chapter 405

A carriage entered Dawangzhuang, supervised Yu Shi Fu Qing got off the car and walked, and began to look around.

Before he came, he was thinking, what kind of feng shui treasure land can raise that kind of talent.

As a result, the geographical location of Dawangzhuang is ordinary.

However, the people are very different, they are all neatly dressed and thick, their hands and faces are very clean, and there is some flesh on their faces, unlike the people in other places, all of them have yellow muscles and muscles, as if they are going to starve to death.

New houses are being built everywhere in the village, and the people who work are full of energy.

There was the sound of children reading from the new house, and teenagers dancing with knives and guns.

There are even working men, who are scribbling their fingers around when walking, and they are actually writing.

The whole village is full of life, like a royal paradise in the mouth of the sages.

Fu Qingkan's heart was hot, and he walked to the villagers on the side of the road from time to time, wanting to inquire about more news.

But without waiting for him to get closer, the villagers walked away and did not give him a chance to talk.

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Fu Qing was depressed for a while, and after walking a few more steps, he was stopped by the big tiger!

Indicating his intention, the big tiger left to report, and Fu Qing continued to wander around the village.

Walking and walking, looking at the old gentleman in a robe, Fu Qing's eyes lit up and he clenched his fists: "This friend, can you take a step to speak!"

"Don't dare, don't dare, adults are born late, and they are born late!"

Wang Bizhong, who wanted to leave, hurriedly hugged his fists and bowed in return.

Scholars can only call each other friends if they have similar fame.

This seven-rank official is either a jinshi or a lifter, far beyond his white body.

actually called him a friend, could it be seen that he was full of wealth!

"As long as we read the words of the sages, we can educate the common people!"

Fu Qing sighed: "As for fame and fortune, it is really due to the fate of heaven. ”

"Uh-huh!"

Wang Bizhong thinks so!

He has always believed that his repeated failures are due to cheating in the field, not because he is not talented enough!

Now this official master has hidden such a mouth in his words, which makes him feel like he has met a confidant.

I can't wait to pull this adult home, let my wife kill an old hen, and float with him!

"I'm here to visit Mr. Mingtan, I don't know what my friend has to do with him, can I explain Mr. Tan's past in detail!"

Fu Qing smiled and groaned.

Mr. Mingtan repels him very much and doesn't give him a chance to get close in private!

It is necessary to find out his preferences in order to get close to persuasion!

"Mr. Mingtan!"

The king will be secretly alarmed.

The scholar is called Mr. Ren, which means lowering his stature, or the gift of a disciple.

First a county order, there is a supervising imperial history, and there is a champion who wants to teach!

That kid is out there, how big a deal can he do to make these people like this.

Seeing that Wang Bizhong was in a daze, Fu Qing frowned and reminded: "Friend?"

"Oh, Mingtan, he is my nephew, he is very smart, righteous, and has a bodhisattva heart, since he was a child, he has not seen the poor suffer, and when he grows up, he reads poetry and books, and is determined to practice the words of the sage......"

Wang Bizhong stroked his goatee, gritted his teeth and blew Wang Yuan hard!

Now he and his son receive twelve taels of silver from Wang Yuan every month!

Although he thought in his heart that Wang Yuan's knowledge was not as good as his, he was short of people.

"Ahem!"

Fu Qing interrupted: "Friend, Mr. Mingtan's conduct, there is no doubt about it! But Mr. Mingtan's likes and dislikes, I want to know about it." ”

"This ...... Mingtan hates bullying and kneels when he sees officials. ”

Glancing at no one around, Wang Bizhong said in a low voice: "As for preferences, he likes to give people money, and he also likes beauties!"

"Ugh!"

Fu Qing said in surprise: "Why don't I look at Mr. Mingtan like a person who is greedy for flowers!"