With such an encounter in Linqing, Fang Yingwu's mood flew away like a bird, and he even hated to fly back to the capital with wings like a bird. Along the way, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and went straight to Jingshi as fast as he could.

At the beginning of March, Fang Yingwu arrived at Jingdong Tongzhou Wharf, and after a short rest, he rushed to the capital in the early morning. At about noon, he entered the city from Chongwen Gate, and then went to the military department first according to the rules, and returned the Qinchaguan defense to the military department. As for the Wang Ming Banner, it had already been sent back to Nanjing by the flag officer.

Later, Fang Yingwu rushed to the Xicheng Metropolitan Procuratorate before the dispersal, and put his name on the newspaper, indicating that the dispatch was officially over, and he was waiting for the Metropolitan Procuratorate to investigate in detail.

The above is the prescribed procedure for the imperial court to return to Beijing, and the imperial court will arrange the following work after the inspection of the Metropolitan Procuratorate has reached a conclusion.

After Fang Yingwu came out of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, his official business was temporarily over, and he could go home to rest, which is the so-called public first and then private.

When he arrived at the mouth of Fangzhai Hutong, Fang Yingwu suddenly relaxed, and the feeling of going home was different from outside after all.

Just as a warm spring breeze blew across his face, Fang Yingwu closed his eyes and took a deep breath, is this what it feels like to be at home?

Fang Yingwu had just silently said "I'm back", and suddenly the voice of Fang Yingshi, who was the long-term attendant and guard, suddenly sounded in his ears: "Be careful!" ”

Fang Yingwu opened his eyes, and suddenly a cloud of dust from nowhere spilled onto his face along the direction of the wind, almost losing his eyes. Before he could react, another piece of paper swirled and stuck on his forehead.

Fang Yingwu hurriedly ripped off the paper on his forehead, but when he looked down, it was a common yellow paper, the kind of yellow paper that burned yellow paper.

Slightly unlucky! Fang Yingwu threw away the yellow paper. I quickened my pace and prepared to go home to wash away this bad luck.

But when he walked to the door of his house. As far as the eye could see, there was ashes in a land. Dust rises and falls with the spring breeze from time to time, and a few unburned paper candles burn incense

Whose house is dead? Fang Yingwu was furious, pointed to the door and shouted at his own door, "What's going on?" How do you watch the door? ”

Menzi was very aggrieved, "The little master doesn't know!" During this time, there were always people running to the door, saying that they wanted to worship the little master, you Xingjun, and the villain could stop him anywhere! I can only persuade them to take back the sacrifice, so as not to spoil the food, otherwise it will be pigs' heads and roasted chickens all over the ground."

Fang Yingwu was dumbfounded when he heard this, stood inside the door and looked up to the sky and sighed: "The world is full of fools and fools. Pathetic, pathetic! ”

Wang Ying had already gone home in front to report the news, and when Fang Yingwu entered the house, his father Fang Qingzhi was already waiting in the hall.

When you are outside, you can go home only after you explain your business clearly; When you arrive at home, you still have to go public before private, that is, you have to meet your parents and elders first.

Fang Yingwu bowed to his father in a proper manner, and then stood up to answer. Fang Qingzhi asked a few errands, and Fang Yingwu simply said what he had done.

In the end, Fang Qingzhi sighed: "Although it is only a symptom but not a cure, you don't have enough time. It's good to be able to treat the symptoms so much in half a year. ”

Fang Yingwu was a little surprised, his father had grown, and he could actually see it. Fang Qingzhi waved his hand again. He commanded, "Go back to the house and wash up, and then eat with your father in the evening." ”

Back in the west courtyard, Fang Yingwu finished washing. After a moment of happiness with the concubine, he teased his two sons a few times. Then he went to dinner with his father.

The gentleman eats without saying a word, and does not talk much when eating. The scene was slightly dull. After the meal, the father and son went to the study and sat down for tea.

Fang Qingzhi put down the teacup and said, "You can't really be a star monarch who descends to earth?" ”

Fang Yingwu shouted: "Of course not! Isn't it clear to my father what is the condition of my son? ”

Fang Qingzhi couldn't help but scratch his head, and said very entangledly: "For a while, my father has been thinking about resigning from your official position for you, so that you can forget it." ”

Fang Yingwu was taken aback, and after careful inspection, he found that his father didn't seem to be joking, and hurriedly asked, "Why is this?" ”

Fang Yingwu can't help but panic, now is the era when the father is the son, if his father sends a message asking him to give up fame and fortune, then he can't refuse, otherwise it will be disobedient and unfilial to spread it.

Fang Qingzhi sighed, "I have lived in vain for my father for nearly forty years, and I have never seen someone who can become a great immortal as an official, how to see people for my father."

What is the scene outside the house, you have also seen it, what is the difference between it and a foolish man and a foolish woman worshipping the great immortal? What will become of the system in the long run? Don't be a laughing stock as an official! ”

Be an official and become a great immortal? Fang Yingwu couldn't appreciate his father's cold humor, and hugged his head in distress, "I don't want to be like this, son!" The sky change should have nothing to do with me, but for some reason it became like this! ”

Fang Qingzhi said again: "After the sky changed, Dongchang released the news, saying that Wang Jingzhi's death was the fault of the Dongchang personnel, and it really has nothing to do with you, but unfortunately it was too late." ”

"What? Was it after the change in the sky that Dongchang released the news? Fang Yingwu keenly grasped the key place and hurriedly asked.

Fang Qingzhi nodded: "Yes, the day after the sky changed, Dongchang sent the news to the mansion. Now it seems that being a father feels like Dongchang did it on purpose!

If there is news in Dongchang before, it should be deliberately leading the limelight to you! If Dongchang had cleared you up earlier, no one would have thought of you even if there was a change. ”

This is definitely not a coincidence, eighty percent of it was Wang Zhi who made a ghost out of it! Fang Yingwu never expected that the problem was that it should be the most reliable link, he was inexplicably sad and indignant, and roared in his heart: Wang Zhi, I will top your lungs!

It was another matter to find Wang Zhiqiu to settle accounts, and Fang Yingwu hurriedly asked his father again: "Have you ever committed a taboo in the court with such nonsense rumors?" ”

Fang Qingzhi shook his head helplessly: "It's not a taboo at present, there are many rumors of various gods and gods in the world, fools and fools worship gods and immortals, it's not bad for you." Even in the palace, aren't there any living immortal national teachers?

As long as you don't talk about celestial phenomena and make up heavenly opportunities. But there are still a lot of hidden dangers, if the imperial court thinks of cracking down on the evil god shrine, you have to take it easy. ”

Fang Yingwu was speechless, what were the people thinking in their heads these years? It's true that the people of the dynasty are keen to create gods, don't make them on his head, okay? It is to create a god, and to wait for him to die before becoming a god!

As soon as Fang Yingwu thought of this, he heard his father say: "There have been many officials who have become immortals since ancient times, but they all become gods after death, just like Bao Longtu is an allusion to Yama.

But the way you look like this, it's too ridiculous, so it's better to resign. Otherwise, if this goes on for a long time, sooner or later it will become a disaster, and it will not be good for the family. ”

Fang Yingwu was frightened and shouted loudly: "Father, can you think of some other way?" Don't always go around trying to tell my son to resign! (To be continued......)

PS: It dragged on for a few hours than originally planned, and I wrote a thousand or a hundred words less, but I tried my best......