As soon as Zhang Mao heard Fang Jifan's name, his face had already darkened.

He knows this kid when he turns into ashes, Zhang Mao is a fierce general in the southern and northern wars, Fang Jifan's father Fang Jinglong has served under this old man, this is a fateful friendship that carried a gun in the trench at the beginning, I have heard that Fang Jinglong gave birth to a bad son, not only sold out the family business, but also did not make Fang Jinglong angry half dead, so that when Fang Jinglong returned to Beijing triumphantly last time, he came to his house to meet him, and he also looked like a shy person.

Zhang Mao looked at the appearance of Fang Jifan being tied up again, and thought that everyone was rushing to come to the school, you are good, you are still kidnapped, dare to show that if Your Majesty didn't ask you to come by name, you still refused to come?

Shame, shame!

If it weren't for the occasion, Zhang Mao couldn't wait to beat his chest and stumble, it was a pity for Fang Jinglong, the old Fang family had been loyal for several generations, why did he give birth to such a thing.

The most pity is that this guy still has fine skin and tender meat, and he looks handsome and young, phew, how can he be like a pear garden play, in the mansions of various princes and uncles, the children of Junjie, which one is not tall and majestic?

"You are Fang Jifan?"

Fang Jifan was embarrassed, and just wanted to say something.

Zhang Mao pointed at Fang Jifan, and said with a tense face: "Untie his rope." ”

The two pro-soldiers untied Fang Jifan's rope.

Fang Jifan felt that his body was stretching a little, and before he had time to relax, the British prince Zhang Mao, who had white hair, pointed to his nose and complained bitterly: "Your father is also a hero, why did he give birth to such an unsuccessful thing as you, he was reluctant to teach his son a lesson, but the old man had to discipline you, you also sold your ancestral property, pigs and dogs are not as good as ......" said that, he raised his hand and was about to fight.

Fang Jifan was stunned, as for it, he wanted to hide, but fortunately, a few military attachés around him couldn't look at it, so they hurriedly stopped Zhang Mao, and said: "Grandpa, today's proofreading, don't do this." ”

Zhang Mao was so angry that his teeth itched, so he said angrily: "Okay, although the old man is ordered to take the exam today, don't you Fang Jifan also have to proofread?" The old man stared at you, to see if you, an unsuccessful loser, dared to make a mistake, come and distribute pen and paper. Fang Jifan, you sit here. ”

He pointed to an empty desk in front of him, a grim look on his face.

Fang Jifan was speechless in his heart, in this situation, it is better to be cautious in words and deeds, this British duke doesn't look very easy to mess with.

He sat obediently on the empty desk in front of him, and then a scribe took pen, ink, paper, and inkstone to distribute.

Zhang Mao put his hands behind his back and said, "Move the old man's chair." ”

Fang Jifan was embarrassed, but saw that Zhang Mao had already sat down in front of his case, and then stared at his every move.

When the candidates behind him saw this, they secretly rejoiced one by one.

Zhang Mao immediately said: "The proofreading of the Ming Dynasty was originally a cavalry shooting, but since Emperor Wen, if you only use cavalry archery, you can't talk about heroes, so Emperor Wen has a gracious will, change the policy and discuss the test, which is not only to let Er and others speak for the court, but also to test your talents. ”

Then, a scribe came holding a sign, and Fang Jifan was stared at by this Zhang Mao and felt cold, but when he saw the question, he ignored Zhang Mao.

But I saw that there were a few big characters in gold paint written on the archway: "Why the southwest of the town".

At a glance, this question is the emperor's question, how to solve the problem in the southwest.

You know, since the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the imperial court has included the southwest provinces into the territory, in order to govern Guangxi, Yunnan and other places, the imperial court has set up many prefectures and guards in the southwest, and ordered the Tusi to govern the place, but since the beginning of Taizu, the southwest has not been peaceful for a day, the local Tusi or the Turen, almost every other day to carry out rebellions, just last year, Guangxi happened' Fujiang Rebellion', the imperial court in order to quell the rebellion, can be said to rack their brains, and Fang Jifan's father Fang Jinglong, also because of this rebellion, and was ordered to go to Guangxi to suppress, although the rebellion was put down, the casualties of the Ming army were not small, and I don't know how much money was spent.

Thinking of the barbarians in the southwest, it has become a heart problem of the Son of Heaven, and this time the proofreading turned out to be such a problem.

The candidates read the questions, and their eyes lit up, these meritorious children have heard about the rebellion in the southwest, and many people's parents have the experience of going to the southwest to quell the rebellion, how to beat these barbarians, this is ...... Not easy?

So I picked up the pen one by one and began to answer the questions excitedly.

Fang Jifan stared at the question, and muttered for a long time, he knew that this was the opportunity for the proofreading that he had won so hard, if he could be among the best, he would have the opportunity to be ashamed, but if he fell to Sun Shan, he was afraid that he would have to continue to rot forever in this life.

Fang Jifan cheered up, raised his eyes, and saw Zhang Mao's gaze, Fang Jifan actually smiled at him kindly, but Zhang Mao's face was stretched longer.

If other people laugh like this, Zhang Mao still thinks that this kid is good, respecting the old and loving the young.

But with the same smile on people like Fang Jifan, Zhang Mao subconsciously thought that this kid was not playing some ghost idea.

He was angry, but he saw that Fang Jifan had lowered his head and started writing.

Well?

He...... Can you even write?

The boy of the Fang family...... Can you write?

Fang Jifan is really writing, in the last life, his brush calligraphy practice is good, and he also participated in a calligraphy interest class in school, of course, it is impossible to compare with the calligraphy of this era, but his own identity, used to bluff people, is enough.

He condensed, indescribably serious, turned his wrist, and did it in one go, but he thought in his heart, if he was lucky enough to get the gold belt, whoever asked me to get a needle again, our Jifan would use the gold belt to shoot him to death.

Zhang Mao sat aside, but he was shocked and dumbfounded, this kid ...... I really know how to write!

Maybe...... This kid is not as unbearable as he imagined, is it a rumor, someone is exaggerating?

He thought about it.

Who expected that Fang Jifan had already put pen to paper, and he was the one who answered the fastest.

A big man next to him stared at him, he was really uncomfortable.

Fang Jifan even felt that Zhang Mao was like an old glass.

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

But...... Anyway, my buddy is a loser, and this image can't be reversed for a while, so ......

Fang Jifan said without hesitation: "Submit the papers!" ”

...... Submission ......

Shocked.

Many candidates raised their heads and looked at Fang Jifan in surprise, and soon, they seemed to feel normal again, and they were all happy, the loser of the Fang family is the loser of the Fang family, it's really ...... True to the name, it's only two sticks of incense, and it's still early to finish the exam, but this guy handed in the papers, and he handed in the blank papers, right?

Fang Jifan ignored these gazes, he just wanted to run away, anyway, the question has been answered, whether he can win or not, he has to depend on the destiny of heaven.

Zhang Mao was so angry that he vomited blood, slapped Fang Jifan's case suddenly, and said angrily: "Fang Jifan...... You...... You...... You're really ...... Outrageous. Good, good, good, take his roll and seal it! ”

I still want to be angry, but when I think about it, it seems that I am angry during this review, which is really meaningless, this kid wants to die, so let's die.

Fang Jifan didn't stop, and actually saluted Zhang Mao: "Let's go." He flew away as if he were gone.