Today, the family of Uncle Zheng Guotai came to Faguang Temple to burn incense and pray, and that night they would spend the night in Faguang Temple to fast and worship the Buddha. Zheng Zhaoyi, the steward of the Zheng Mansion, was in charge of the itinerary. Of course, the inner family likes a quiet place when they live outside, and Fan Hongdao's hospitalization was favored by one of Uncle Zheng's concubines.

There were three or four people living in the courtyard, and the others were all replaced, and now only one person refused to give up the place in order to "cling to the powerful". As the steward Zheng Zhaoyi, Uncle Zheng naturally wanted to find this person to "talk and say" carefully, but he didn't think that this nail household was actually Fan Hongdao, who had made him suffer several losses!

Steward Zheng instantly felt faintly troubled, not that he was afraid of Fan Hongdao, but that he had suffered two big losses in the hands of Fan Hongdao before, and he was really impressed, and he subconsciously had the idea of "not easy to do".

Of course, to be able to manage the position, Zheng Zhaoyi considers the problem more comprehensively or rationally. Today he came out with the master's family, and he also acted on behalf of the master's family, so the measure of all behaviors should be the master's view of himself.

From this point of view, Steward Zheng quickly made up his mind. He came to solve the problem for his master's family, if he didn't do anything after seeing Fan Hongdao, he would be cowardly, and he would be scolded for not doing well when he went back, and even if it was serious, he would be considered to have lost the face of his uncle. So things have to be done, and even if they can't be done, they will do their best.

And Fan Hongdao doesn't have much fear of Zheng Steward, in the ecology of the Ming Dynasty, scholars with organized backgrounds are actually not too afraid of their relatives, not to mention that Zheng Zhaoyi is just a housekeeper of relatives. Now that he Fan Hongdao is also a well-known figure in the capital, he can't always spread the reputation of welcoming his relatives in front of everyone, right?

Zheng Zhaoyi nodded without smiling, and said first: "Mr. Fan hasn't seen you for a long time, I don't want to meet you today!" My master came to Faguang Temple to offer incense, and wanted to stay overnight in this courtyard, and I hope that Mr. Fan will make it convenient and give the room to my master. ”

Fan Hongdao sneered: "It is said to be a concession, but in fact, what is the difference between it and an expulsion? Since you have driven away the guests of the other houses, you can go and stay, and what can stop you?"

"Ming people don't say dark words, in this Faguang Temple, one acre and three points of land, you Mr. Fan have nothing to rely on. Speaking of this, Zheng Zhaoyi glanced at the little lady Li behind Fan Hongdao again, last time he ignored this little lady and suffered a big loss, so he added: "You have also seen that the Zheng family has a large number of people today, so you still have to think twice." ”

Zheng Zhaoyi's meaning is to threaten, you Fan Hongdao is lonely in this "old temple in the deep mountains", so that every day should not be called the earth and the earth is not spiritual, and there is no need for any patience, even if there is Li Xiaoniang by her side, can you beat a bunch of people?

The ideal result is to scare Fan Hongdao, and then take the initiative to retreat, and it is the best strategy to surrender without a fight. Therefore, Uncle Zheng, the manager of Zheng, hopes that Fan Hongdao can think rationally and understand the truth that heroes do not suffer immediate losses.

In order to strengthen this deterrent, Steward Zheng specially beckoned, and suddenly three or five Zheng family members came from not far away and stood on Steward Zheng's left and right.

Fan Hongdao laughed, turned around and said: "Please comment on the reason, when the uncle of this country comes, he will drive people out, otherwise he will be coerced and coerced, is it reasonable?"

As mentioned above, Jingshi temples often operate guest house business, and many scholars live in temples, and Faguang Temple is no exception. At this moment, Fan Hongdao and Steward Zheng had a conflict, and some scholars who lived in the same temple watched from the side.

Fan Hongdao said that he asked everyone to comment, which is what he said to these people. Steward Zheng didn't care after a few glances, what's so terrible about a mess of scattered scholars, besides, they are all from other places, who will jump out to care about this inexplicable gossip?

This time, the Zheng Mansion suddenly came to Faguang Temple to offer incense, and even the master brought dozens of slaves, so the movement was very great, disturbing many guests, and many people were forced to give up the place, so they naturally had opinions on this. At this time, when I heard Fan Hongdao ask everyone to comment, he naturally pointed and discussed.

Steward Zheng continued not to care, they were not afraid of a few words of discussion if they dared to do it, but what problem could a few words of discussion solve? Steward Zheng instructed the family again, just stare at Fan Hongdao and Li Xiaoniang, and do not need to care about others.

Li Xiaoniang also saw that the situation was wrong, and whispered to Fan Hongdao: "I can't beat it, Mr. Fan, you go first, and the slave family is trying to stop you in the back." Fan Hongdao shook his head lightly, "If you can't beat it, you don't have to escape, there is still a way." We scholars have always been talkative, and if we can make noise, we will never do it, and if we can't make a noise, we will run away. ”

Hearing this, Li Xiaoniangzi subconsciously asked: "Is it useful to win the quarrel?" Fan Hongdao said again: "We scholars all want to see faces, and the time has come to test my face." ”

Then Fan Hongdao arched his hand to the surrounding scholars: "Fan Hongdao in Jinling, be a small host today, invite you to enter the hospital to taste tea, and sit and talk!"

At this time, there were more than a dozen scholars around, and when they heard Fan Hongdao report his origins, they seemed to have discovered a new world, and they began to talk about it. "He is Fan Hongdao?" "The Fan Hongdao who made trouble with the Ministry of Rites a while ago?" "The poetry collection is quite impressive and worth talking about. ”

If you want to talk about fame, Fan Hongdao's fame in the circle of Jingshi scholars is really not small, and his deeds are on the one hand, and the poetry collection is on the other hand. In the past hundred years, few people have been able to make earth-shattering things in Beijing as a Xiucai prisoner, so it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a legend.

Scholars who come to Beijing from other places generally like to travel, and there are three main types of objects, one is the predecessors of the same village, the second is various celebrities, and the third is high-ranking officials and dignitaries. Fan Hongdao can obviously be counted as the second type, if even Fan Hongdao is not a celebrity, then no one in his level can be regarded as a celebrity, and the strongest prisoner since the founding of the Ming Dynasty is not boasting.

Therefore, these dozen or so scholars gradually changed from watching things to watching Fan Hongdao personally, and their positions gradually moved closer to the past, surrounding Fan Hongdao. Those who are anxious have begun to eagerly start asking.

Li Xiaoniang was slightly stunned, the face of the scholar is really so useful, but at the same time, she was also relieved, it turned out that this is what Mr. Fan meant by selling faces, and it seems that selling faces has been successful. She also saw that these dozen people were cleverly pulled over by Mr. Fan as talismans.

Steward Zheng took four or five house slaves to look at each other, this is tangled, four or five on his side, and more than a dozen on the opposite side, and it is not clear who is beating who when they fight. He also felt that Fan Hongdao's style was more like a hero in the green forest, piercing the clouds with an arrow, and thousands of troops came to meet each other?