"Fang Mansion!"

Yang Xin pointed to the plaque above his head and said.

In front of him was a vermilion lacquer gate, in front of which were a pair of huge stone lions, the eight-figure shadow wall was separated from the left and right, and the two sides were actually high walls on the back wall of the inverted house, covered with glazed tiles......

This is Fang Congzhe's family.

"Miss Seven, is the eldest master in better health?"

The porter asked with a grovel.

"It's still the same, Lao Fubo is worried, has the second uncle ever returned home?"

Miss Fang said.

"Miss Hui Qi, the old master is still in the palace, but the eldest young master is in the mansion."

The porter said.

Miss Fang snorted coldly in disgust.

Then she turned her head and was admiring Yang Xin at the gate of Fangfu with one hand behind her back, looking at her with a pure face, the sky was already clear at the moment, this guy was fluttering in white clothes in the sun after the rain, the folding fan in his hand shook gently, his height and face were handsome, his smile was evil, he was elegant and heroic, and his broad shoulders were full of strength, which made Miss Fang a little trance for a while......

"You, follow me!"

She gritted her teeth and said.

"What do you want to do to me? I'm not that casual! ”

Yang Xin said vigilantly.

As a wanted criminal, it is not a good idea to run to the prime minister's mansion of the current dynasty, this kind of mansion is full of countless domestic slaves, and you can't even find an escape route if you are not familiar with it, Fang Congzhe's house is at least five in, which is the standard configuration of senior officials, not that he can't afford to build a more luxurious one, but there is a system for officials to live in any standard, even if it is five in, it is very big, and it is really easy to get lost in this kind of mansion. In case Miss Fang gives an order, hundreds of house slaves around him will come together, then he will become a turtle in an urn, he is very sober on this issue, Miss Fang is indeed quite beautiful, but he is not a person who is addicted to beauty.

"Tell my second uncle about the things you know, and he will help you solve your troubles!"

Miss Fang said.

"He's not home!"

Yang Xin said.

"You're not afraid to enter the Xu Mansion, you're unguarded with Wanqing, why are you so wary of me?"

Miss Fang gritted her teeth and said.

"Are we acquainted?"

Yang Xin said.

"I live in Xianyifang, I don't remember what the specific alley is, but it's the house of the father-in-law of Jiazi Kuwei, the shopkeeper's surname is He, when the old Fang Ge wants to see me, just send someone to say it. But I think we should prepare something to see him again, it's easier to talk about it, and he can also take it and present it to the emperor. It's just that this thing needs some cost, and I have to find some skilled craftsmen, I'm poor, and this is made for Fang Ge Lao. ”

He said immediately under Miss Fang's fiery gaze.

"Get out!"

Miss Fang gritted her teeth and took out the money bag and smashed it on Yang Xin again.

The concierge next to him looked shocked.

"Don't be like this, I really have to prepare, I want to make a globe for Fang Ge Lao, at that time he can use the emperor to sacrifice, which is similar to the Kunyu Wanguo Map, but it is more vivid and accurate, including some that are not on the Kunyu Wanguo Map."

Yang Xin said.

He was telling the truth.

The earliest globe of the Ming Dynasty is modern in the British museum, and the missionaries were ordered by the apocalypse to be responsible for making it in the third year of the Apocalypse, so those who passed through the late Ming Dynasty to make the globe can wake up, but fortunately, Yang Xin came a little earlier, and he can still use this to pretend to be forced. Although it is impossible for him to really make a globe as accurate as modern times, but fortunately, what he wants in this era is only roughly that meaning, and the Kunyu Wanguo Map is not also inaccurate, and he thinks that the world map drawn by hand with his memory will definitely not be worse than the Kunyu Wanguo Map.

What accuracy does the latter have?

It's nothing more than a rough outline.

Kunyu Wanguo can draw the Shandong Peninsula almost invisible!

Miss Fang looked at him coldly and looked at him with a cold gaze.

"Okay, why don't I go to your house and do it!"

Yang Xin was obsessed with beauty and said with an irritated face.

"Go to my house!"

Miss Fang said coldly.

"Go, go, go, you just make me cramp and peel me, and I admit it!"

Yang Xin said.

"I'm not uncommon with your skin!"

Miss Fang's face was slightly pale, and she sneered at him.

"Hey, the seventh sister is here, why don't you enter the door!"

A voice came from the door, followed by a man in his thirties, who walked out with a wine-colored air, his steps were vain and bloodless, and at first glance it was a sucked dry wine bag and rice bag, which looked quite good, dressed in jewels, and carrying a huge ruby ring on his hand.

Miss Fang snorted coldly and simply entered her carriage......

"I'm your big brother!"

The wine bag rice bag said angrily.

Yang Xin looked at the grievances of the wealthy family very happily, and then bowed his hand to the wine bag and rice bag, and hurriedly chased after Miss Fang's carriage, and the wine bag and rice bag behind him were looking at him with interest. This person should be Fang Congzhe's eldest son, Fang Shihong, who likes Ma Zhen, of course, it is unknown whether Ma Zhen caused the prostitute to fall off the horse and die, but this important weapon of Donglin Qunxian attacking Fang Congzhe is indeed a wine bag and rice bag that does not learn and has no skills.

Seeing that Miss Fang, who was in a bad mood when she saw her eldest brother, Yang Xin didn't dare to tease her anymore, and followed her out of the inner and outer city and transferred to Fangjiazhuang.

"I can't do it for nothing!"

Yang Xin said as he followed her into the mansion.

"Say!"

Miss Fang said.

This mansion is four-in, and it is not small, her two elder brothers are married, but they all follow Fang Congzhe to some small official positions, including Fang Shihong is also an official, they are Jinyi Wei, in essence, they are still military households, they don't need the imperial examination to rely on Zuyin to be an official, her sister has been married, she is the real person in charge of this mansion.

"I have a cousin who has passed the government examination and wants to worship under Lingzun."

Yang Xin said.

"My father is seriously ill and can't teach students."

Miss Fang said.

"Isn't this kind of thing just a name!"

Yang Xin said.

"I will tell my father, it is not impossible to accept a closed disciple, at most arrange a disciple to teach on his behalf, but the globe you make must be really useful, there is a map of Kunyu Wanguo in the palace, don't think that Your Majesty will not know about overseas affairs."

Miss Fang said.

It's not a big deal.

If Yang Xin's cousin really passed the government exam, he could be regarded as a poor talent, and her father's acceptance of such a student would be a good story, in fact, there were many such students among her father, and Yang Xin's evaluation of her father was not entirely correct.

"I'll do something, don't worry!"

Yang Xin said.

"Humph! Is it your cousin or the girl's? ”

Miss Fang snorted coldly.

"Well, it's actually her brother, I'm her cousin!"

Yang Xin said.

"What about your cousin, aren't you amnesia?"

Miss Fang said sarcastically.

"I don't think my relatives can fake it, and don't listen to Wang Wang's nonsense, you have seen the wanted notice at the city gate, and the person on it is not me at all, she is innocent out of thin air."

Yang Xinyi said rhetorically.

He really went to the city gate to see the wanted warrant, it should be said that the painting still has a certain authenticity, but it's a pity that he is completely two people now, this guy is even there to discuss with the onlookers, no one recognized him as the wanted criminal above, but if Tianjin Bingbeidao sends another one, he will definitely not dare to come forward.

"Miss, the master will let you go!"

Little Sister Hexiang greeted her, and then looked at Yang Xin in amazement.

"You, you ......"

She said with wide eyes.

"Shut up, you don't know him!"

Miss Fang blushed slightly.

Hexiang's little sister stuck out her tongue, and quickly pretended not to know Yang Xin, Miss Fang turned right directly, she didn't say anything else Yang Xin followed, and after entering the two gates, her eyes suddenly opened up, and a garden centered on the pool showed in front of her. The pond is surrounded by green trees and red flowers, rockeries, and a winding bridge spans the pool, leading to a water pavilion at the end, where a sick old man is sitting, wrapped in a thin quilt and looking at the goldfish at his feet, looking at his age is in his early sixties.

This is the boss of the Fang family.

Fang Congzhe is close to the two brothers, and his eldest brother is a young man, that is, a showman.

"Father!"

Miss Fang stepped forward and saluted.

Mr. Fang Da looked at Yang Xin behind her sickly.

"Whose son is this?"

He asked.

"Mr. Fang, contemptible Yang Xin, is a mountain village husband, coarse knowledge of literature and ink, a few days ago inspired to make a poem, but no one axe, I heard that the old gentleman is a celebrity today, but unfortunately he did not have the opportunity to know, today I met the princess of your house, so I ask for shame, I want to dedicate this to Mr., I hope Mr. will not hesitate to teach."

Yang Xin stepped forward and said under Miss Fang's dumbfounded gaze.

"Oh, let's hear it!"

Mr. Fang Da said with a smile.

He thought it was another wild bee and butterfly chasing his daughter, running to pretend to be forced to him, and take his upper route!

Yang Xin brushed the folding fan.

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable. Lishan said that it was half a night away, and the tears and rain and zero bells did not complain. How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day. ”

He read.

It is said that we have been in the Qing Dynasty for more than 200 years, and there is this one that can be remembered, and it is actually written by a Tartar.

Mr. Fang Da sat up straight in an instant.

Miss Fang was also dumbfounded.

"This, this, this is the word!"

She struggled to squeeze out the sentence.

"Uh, Yamano Villager, I don't know poetry!"

Yang Xin said modestly.

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan."

Mr. Fang Da let out a sigh of relief, patted the armrest of the chair and exclaimed.

"Go, let Tinglan take you around, if you are too far away from home, stay and have a drink with the old man tonight, the old man still has to taste this masterpiece of yours, the old man is not a celebrity, let alone a dignitary, but a teacher in the countryside, Yang Xian's nephew does not need to be restrained, the door of this party will be open for you at any time in the future!" If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan, this sentence is enough to spread through the ages! ”

Mr. Fang Da waved his hand and said.

He actually sold his daughter like this!

"The juniors are trying to bother!"

Yang Xin said with a smile.

(Thanks to book friends 20190216173615560, assuro, Biluo Huangquan Sect Master and others for their tips)