Regardless of whether Fan Xian wanted to or not, the people who congratulated him still came one after another. Maybe it was to find a rare opportunity to get close to Fan Shilang, or maybe it was because he knew that the emperor had named Fan Xian as the assistant of Taichang Temple, and the marriage with someone in the palace was approaching, so the officials of all ministries gave enough face and sent their subordinates to congratulate them, and even the princes and princes also sent people to send gifts. There are continuous sedan chairs on Dongchuan Road, the sound of singing and salutation is everywhere, and the gift boxes are almost piled up in the entire conference room.

The crowd of onlookers on the street was amazed, thinking that it was just a bookstore, and there was such a commotion, this Fan Gongzi, who was both civil and military, was really not an ordinary person. And the biggest advantage of the scene at the time of opening is that from then on, there will be no trouble disturbed by those people in the underground world, and there will be very few problems on the official side.

Fan Xian calmly looked at this situation, and bowed to the visitors, knowing that most of them were still looking at their father's face. Fortunately, the bookstore was too cramped, and the visitors were not very face-to-face, just a little casual talk, explaining which one it was, and then left. After these people left, they still had some doubts about why they wanted to do business because they were ordinary people, and you must know that businessmen are always a job that does not have much face.

At this moment, Li Hongcheng, the prince of King Jing, finally came, and the people who knew his identity on the street saluted one after another, and his face was full of gentleness, without any trace of the arrogance of the emperor's relatives, and his face was like a chūn style, very elegant. Seeing him go to the store, some passers-by were curious: "This book situation is really big enough." ”

"King Jing's Mansion and the Fan family have always had a good relationship, don't you know?"

............ When Fan Xian saw him coming, his heart moved slightly, such a gentle character like chūn wind, but he was willing to run forward for the second prince, what kind of character should the second prince be? smiled and shook his head, drove all these things out of his mind, and walked out of the store - he still wanted to have a simpler friendship with Li Hongcheng.

The two entered the quiet room at the back, Li Hongcheng looked at the surrounding decorations, and sighed: "It seems that a lot of silver has been invested." ”

"I only took more than 1,700 taels. Fan Xian poured him a cup of tea and said, "A small business can't get into the eyes of the world." ”

Li Hongcheng took the tea, shook his head and said: "Your Fan family can make the most money, this is something that all officials in the Manchu Dynasty know, but Lord Si Nanbo is to earn money for the imperial court, but you are earning it for yourself, these two sides are different." ”

Fan Xian smiled: "If you earn money, you always have to pay taxes to the imperial court, even if you get some of yourself, it is impossible to always put rust in your hands, if you take it out and use it, you take care of other people's business, and if other people's business is good, the court's taxes will be more." Therefore, no matter where you do business, as long as you can make money, this money always ends up in the hands of the imperial court, and finally it is used by the people. ”

Li Hongcheng was a little confused when he heard it, but he seemed to understand a little, and he exclaimed: "Liao Liao said a few words, but it seems to have said a great truth, the imperial court has always respected agriculture and suppressed business, and I am still wondering why you chose to make a living, whether it was unintentional and unintentional, but it turned out to be so." ”

Fan Xian was greatly embarrassed, thinking that when he was not sick in his previous life, he could only take the last few exams in politics and economics, but he was just idle talk, why did it become a reason again? ”

Li Hongcheng, who had been troubled by Fan Xian's style for a long time, finally used the fan again in front of him, kept fanning the wind around his neck, and said with a smile: "If you write crooked poems, and don't let those people in Taixue live?" Look, how many students outside just now want to come to meet Fan Da Poet, if it weren't for the fact that there are many people in your family to block it, I'm afraid that it will not be quiet at this time. ”

Fan Xian said with a sad face: "Those students who are too academic, some of them are old enough to be my grandfather, and they still come to shout one by one, which is really unbearable." ”

Li Hongcheng laughed, pointed at him with a fan and said: "Look at your face full of sorrow, but what you say is so narrow, you are really an interesting person." ”

Fan Xian rolled his eyes, thinking to himself what was interesting? and asked, "When will you take me to the palace to thank the old man for the words written by the prince this time?" Li Hongcheng was stunned, and immediately remembered that the young man in front of him didn't know that his father had met him at all, and when he smiled, he didn't break this, and was ready to look at the joke of the young man of the Fan family: "You can go when you want to, where is the need to talk to me." ”

Li Hongcheng, the prince of King Jing, always felt that Fan Xian in front of him seemed to be much more mature than sixteen or seventeen years old, not to mention being pampered and humiliated, but at least he was calm and abnormal, he had always wanted to break the other party's calm kung fu, and suddenly clapped his hands and said: "By the way, I forgot to congratulate Brother Fan." ”

Fan Xian was stunned, not knowing what he was like.

Li Hongcheng stood up: "Congratulations to the world brother for taking the post of assistant lawyer of Taichang Temple, this door is full of joy, please have a few more drinks." ”

Fan Xian laughed: "It turns out that this is the case, you should have known it a long time ago." ”

"In the past, it was just a rumor in the palace, but it was not implemented, so naturally it didn't count. I don't know what Li Hongcheng thought, and his brows suddenly furrowed. At this time, he suddenly thought of a Chun matter, the second prince and himself always thought that even if the Fan family did not help him, he would not stand on the side of the prince, but he seemed to ignore a very important issue. After Fan Xian got married, his wife was the illegitimate daughter of the prime minister, so it was hard to guarantee that it would not ...... Slowly throw it over there.

So he suddenly lowered his voice and said, "The manager is going to be escorted back to Beijing, maybe he can find out who the person who colluded with the Northern Qi is." ”

Fan Xian didn't expect that the other party would think about so many things in this blink of an eye, he was slightly stunned, and then said with a wry smile: "I'm just a little ant, just ask these nobles in the court to ignore me." ”

Li Hongcheng glanced at him, knowing that the other party's words were not true, but he did not break it, and said with a smile: "In short, it is the same as the fight against Guo Baokun, if there is anything that needs my help, you are welcome." ”

"That's nature. Fan Xian responded in vain, but after a while, he said another thing, "I plan to open a tofu shop in the south of the city, are you interested in joining the shares?"

Li Hongcheng was drinking tea, and almost swallowed the tea bowl, but the wolf bèi couldn't help but tidy up his clothes, and said angrily: "The tofu shop can earn a few dollars, and the bookstore is at least a scholarly money, but it's sour money." ”

Fan Xian smiled and ignored him, thinking that when the time came to send the freshly squeezed soybean milk to the palace, you would talk about it. When he was in Shanzhou, he ate a lot of tofu, but due to the different eating habits of the seaside, he rarely drank soy milk, and after coming to Kyoto, he drank it a few times, and he always felt that there was too much slag, and he didn't know if it was a process problem or something, so he decided to improve it.

――――――――――――――――――――――――――― at dusk, Fan Sizhen finally sneaked in through the back door after school, and after being taught by Fan Xian last time, he taught the students of the same school a lesson, and it felt very good, so I didn't feel that going to school was a chore. But now that the bookstore is open, this is a matter that is done by himself from site selection to paper selection, from inviting the shopkeeper to setting the price of the book, so he can't help but be nervous, so he came over early.

As soon as he entered the bookstore, he sighed for a long time and did not see the grand scene of the day, and then went into the tent. Fan Xian drank tea and waited for him, and after a while, Fan Sizhen walked out with a confused and innocent face.

Fan Xian was shocked and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fan Sizhen snorted for a long time, and finally relieved himself and scolded: "I earn much more than we think!"

"Ahh

Fan Xian pinched his fingers and felt ...... Doing business is really a very fulfilling thing.

"When it opened today, there were many people who had a relationship with our family, so naturally there will be no such good things in the future. Fan Xian looked at Fan Sizhen, whose eyes turned into copper coins, and reminded carefully.

Fan Sizhen swallowed a mouthful of saliva and cast envious eyes on his brother: "Big brother, I know." It's just that you can sit in the bookstore every day, but I only have to hide, I really envy you. ”

Fan Xian smiled and said: "You like to be a merchant so much, your father's title is still waiting for you to inherit, study hard, and in the future, the money of the entire court may be under your control." ”

"That has to be regarded as a household secretary. Fan Sizhen said with a face full of yīn gloom: "My father was born in Tanhua, and now he is just a waiter, obviously that old Shangshu has been lying in bed for a few years, and the court has not let my father go up." Me...... At most, I can donate a fame, but I'm afraid this road will not work. ”

Fan Xian glanced at his younger brother with some surprise, and suddenly although this little guy had a lot of stubbornness, it was unexpected to see what he saw, and after thinking about it, he said: "If you love to do business, you will do it, and I will go and say it to my father." ”

Fan Sizhen was overjoyed, and suddenly frowned and said, "But what about my mother?"

Fan Xian felt a moment in his heart, thinking of the Liu family that he hadn't considered for a long time. Kyoto's Van Mansion seems to be a happy one, but who knows how long this seemingly wonderful situation will last?