In Shanghuaxi Village, under a big tree in front of the ancestral hall, Fang Yingwu sat on the Taishi chair seriously. Next to him was Sister Lan, a radiant, radiant, and nourished concubine, waiting with a teapot in her hand.

And in front of Fang Yingwu, there was a long line. After asking for instructions from Fang Ying, he shouted at the team: "Let's start!" ”

Immediately, the middle-aged man who was ranked first stepped forward and handed over a stack of papers in his hand with an excited expression, Fang Yingwu said a few words to him gently and cordially, nodded and wrote down his name with a pen.

"Next!" Fang Feng shouted.

This morning, Fang Yingwu can be said to have signed to a soft hand, but this is not a signed book.

The places where he signed were all the places where the land sales contract was signed, and there were more than 40 copies one after another, and nearly 100 names were signed in duplicate. And he was the buyer without exception, and the seller was a relative of each family.

After signing these contracts, more than half of the land in Shanghuaxi Village was under Fang Yingwu's name, and he became the number one landlord in the entire Huaxi area, even surpassing the Wang Dahu family in the neighboring village.

In other words, Fang Yingwu quickly completed the transformation from the destitute yeoman peasant class to the landlord class, but the new landlord was very benevolent, and the rent he collected was outrageously low, much lower than the tax grain.

Of course, if this were not the case, the clan would not have entrusted the land to his name in order to evade taxes. Although the contract says how much or how much silver taels it is, it will not ask Fang Yingwu to really pay for it.

All contracts were signed by the governor at the right time, and they were taken to the county government to be sealed, and then they officially took effect.

According to the chief of Fang Li, when the county government officials saw this stack of contracts, they were very "smiling", and as long as they had 50 yuan, they were happily sealed.

Holding a thick stack of effective contracts, Fang Yingwu once again felt that strong sense of nothingness, who did all this he get belong to?

Thinking that in the past few months, I have worked hard to eliminate all kinds of difficulties, I don't know how much effort I have spent, and when I was about to harvest a small fruit, suddenly this father came out again.

Although my father was far away, he took away all the limelight at once. A provincial solution is here, who cares about the small county head?

And overnight, the difficulties I faced before that made me scratch my head seemed to be no longer a problem.

It seems that as long as you lie on the deeds created by your father, you can enjoy the blessings leisurely. In this way, it may not be rich and expensive, but at least it is a well-off person who has no worries about food and clothing, which is much more comfortable than the mountain village people who are hard.

If you knew this, what would you have tossed in the past few months, just sit at home and wait for a solution to fall from the sky, and all the hardships and hatreds will naturally be solved.

After all, what's the point of struggling for a few months? What is the meaning of existence now?

Fang Yingwu couldn't help but sigh, life is really lonely like snow. At this time, Sister Lan made tea, and when she heard this, she asked suspiciously, "Husband, sigh because of this?" ”

Fang Yingwu said: "With such a father, what else do I need to do?" If you talk about achievements, I'm afraid that I won't even be able to solve the yuan, of course I have to sigh. ”

Wang Lan thought for a while and persuaded: "The concubine doesn't understand any reason, but I remember that there is a sentence in the Book of Changes: The gentleman hides the weapon in his body and moves when the time comes." ”

Hearing this sentence suddenly, Fang Yingwu seemed to be pointed, and after a while, he suddenly felt empowered. Life is unpredictable, and the sea is even more sinister, who dares to guarantee that his father will always be reliable? Who can guarantee that my father will always have a smooth ride?

And in this world, who can see more clearly than yourself? Who better to grasp the future than yourself? He Yingwu is standing at the height of five hundred years and looking down on this shijie person.

Therefore, the gentleman hides his weapons in his body, he can do whatever he should do, go to the government to try the Taoist test, and go to the county school to be a student. A normal heart to do your own thing, break your own way, I am born to be useful!

So what can't be put down? And why bother with his father's achievements and his own sense of nothingness.

The sense of decadence was swept away, and Fang Yingwu suddenly tasted something, and couldn't help but smile and said: "Sister Lan'er is really talking in circles, and it took her husband to think carefully for a long time before she realized the truth." ”

Wang Lan didn't know why, she just thought that Fang Yingwu praised him, and she pursed her lips and smiled very gently.

Hearing Fang Yingwu shake his head and say, "What a shameless little woman, she is thinking about the big thing of Dunlun before it gets dark." ”

Hearing the words Dunlun, Sister Lan pushed Fang Yingwu shyly, "What are you talking nonsense, is the concubine such a person?" When did you say that? ”

Fang Yingwu hahadaxiao, took Sister Lan's hand and teased: "I understand, you also understand." The gentleman hides the utensils in his body and waits for the time to move, so what kind of utensils do you say I have hidden on my body, and when will I stay? ”

As he spoke, Fang Yingwu found that he had provoked his anger first, and he was very stupid, and the young man's body couldn't withstand teasing.

He glanced at the big bed in the room, considered whether it was daytime, and pressed the newly accepted concubine to the bed to vent his anger

But at this moment, I heard someone shouting outside: "Little Xianggong! Someone from outside is looking for you! ”

This attracted Fang Yingwu's attention to the past, could it be that someone finally came to visit?

In these few years, Fang Yingwu received a lot of letters, most of which were written to his father. Fang Yingwu replied to the letters one by one on behalf of his father.

But for the time being, no outsiders came to visit, and according to his guess, there were four reasons: first, Shanghuaxi Village was in the deep mountains, and it was inconvenient to come and go; the second is that the famous Fang Jieyuan is not at home, and it is not interesting to visit the upper house;

The third is that the head of the county case is only a preparatory talent at best, and it is not worth being moved by others and coming one after another; Fourth, he has no contacts in the county, and it is difficult for others to find intermediaries to refer.

In other words, those with high qualifications will wait for Fang Jieyuan to return home, and those with low qualifications will not be allowed to enter or be intimidated by Fang Jieyuan's threshold.

This person was the first to come to the door today, of course Fang Yingwu would not be turned away like last time, and he didn't really want to be a hermit.

So he hurriedly went out of the door, but saw a man in his forties standing outside the courtyard, with an elegant appearance, a neat crown and clothes, and he was definitely born in a well-dressed child from the perspective of temperament.

Fang Yingwu stepped forward and saluted: "When the distinguished guests come, they are disrespectful and disrespectful. ”

The man did not return the salute, nor did he answer, but kept looking up and down. This made Fang Yingwu feel very strange, and he was about to ask something, but he opened his mouth and said, "Are you Yingwu's nephew?" I'm your uncle. ”

Uncle? Fang Yingwu was taken aback. Ever since he could remember, he had never had the impression of his mother in his mind, nor had he ever had the impression of his mother's relatives. At this time, there was a person who claimed to be his uncle, how could he not be surprised.

As far back as a child, he only heard his father say that his mother died when he was one year old. But I never heard my father mention the things at my mother's house, and I didn't even know which township or village my mother was, only that my mother's surname was Hu.

Over the years, he had never seen any contact with his mother's relatives. Gradually, I forgot about it, and I just didn't have these relatives.

I really didn't expect that an uncle suddenly appeared today, which reminded Fang Yingwu of a common saying - rich have distant relatives in the mountains.

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