"We ordinary people, I'm so happy today! Zhenya is so fucking happy!" Fan Xian was sipping soy milk and chewing fried dough sticks in the flower hall, feeling extremely comfortable in his heart.
He admits that he is lucky, people who are obviously dead, but they come to this world to live again; obviously they are pitiful when they are born, and their mothers and fathers don't want it—but later he found out that the enemies who killed his mother were all killed. Killed, as the Son of Man, I have no place to take revenge if I want to. Although my father has some problems, at least he didn't show an attitude that made him unbearable. In addition, I was clearly prepared to copy books, earn some hard money, and live a good life in this world-but I didn't expect that there were a lot of golden things waiting for me to dismiss them.
The most important thing is that if he wants to earn this quick money, he has to go against his will, accept the arrangement of those big shots, and marry a woman he has never met—and in the end, hey, this woman is the one he likes!
There are people who are lucky, and there are people who are very lucky, but Fan Xian can't believe someone who is so lucky as himself. Finding that he was in a good mood, Liu didn't respond, but Fan Sizhe became interested. After his mother left, he asked in a low voice, "Brother, are you so happy? The shop has already found the location, when are you going to see it?"
"Didn't you invite the shopkeeper?" Fan Xian was in a good mood, his face full of spring breeze, and he let go of power wantonly: "As I said, you should take care of this matter first, and come to me if there is anything wrong. If you feel that you are too old Small, I can't hold back, there are so many cleanups in the mansion, just take two of them."
Fan Sizhe yelled: "However, you are also the big boss. The book is yours, and you paid half of the money. You have to read it anyway."
Hearing the words Dadongjia, Fan Xian said happily, "Success, I'll go and have a look in two days. But didn't your father beat you up a while ago and forbid you to miss class?"
"Come and pick me up, and I'll take you around Beijing by the way."
"Forget it, I will offend people if I go out with you, I don't want to go to court every day." Fan Xian drank the soy milk in the bowl in one gulp, smacked the scum in his mouth, a little dissatisfied: "If the business of this bookstore is good Well, when you grow up in the future, there will be a lot of business waiting for you to do."
Fan Sizhe didn't understand what he said, touched his head and left. Fan Ruoruo listened quietly at the side, and only then said with a smile: "Decided to accept this marriage?"
"I have to follow the orders of my parents." Fan Xian sighed, but he never had the talent for being funny. He shook his head and said with a smile, "I definitely want the marriage, but those things that come with the marriage are just a little bit different." It’s troublesome. To offend so many people for no reason, and you may not be able to truly grasp those things, it seems a bit uneconomical.”
Fan Ruoruo knew that his brother was referring to the Royal Company, and felt a little worried about him, after all, the eldest princess has been in charge of it for so many years. No one knows how much benefit the prime minister and the prince's faction have gained from it. If this business is really going to be handed over to Fan Xian in the future, it is absolutely necessary to take over the audit. Maybe there will be accidents for many people from the internal treasury to the royal firm.
She frowned and said, "What if you don't check the accounts?"
"It's okay if you don't check the accounts, but you have to seal up all the old accounts. If the dirty water from the past is splashed on us, we will be finished. And the key is that after this way of making money is cut off, some people will be very angry .”
"Otherwise... if you only marry a girl from the Lin family, you don't want this business name. After all, it was the result of the discussion between Dad and His Majesty. If Dad backs down at this time, His Majesty shouldn't be too angry."
Fan Xian shook his head. Thinking of his father's expression that night, he knew that his father had a fanatical obsession with taking back his mother's family business. Although he didn't know where this obsession came from, if there was such an opportunity in front of him, he would It was really difficult for my father to give up on his own initiative.
And he himself didn't want to give it up, after all, it was something left by his mother, that woman, something that belonged to him, why should the royal family enjoy the benefits? Although according to the palace, after marrying Lin Wan'er, it will take a few years before he can take care of it himself, but the closer to the flesh, the better the nose, so Fan Xian only treats the bookstore as a serious matter at this time To do it, on the one hand, I am a proficient, on the other hand, I want to prove to some people that I have business acumen.
"Could it be... someone will use some extraordinary means?" Fan Ruoruo asked worriedly.
Fan Xian thought for a while and replied: "Although I haven't met the Eldest Princess, nor have I met any important figures in the palace, but I think that since she has been in charge of the inner treasury for more than ten years, no matter what kind of temperament the Eldest Princess is, He must be a smart person. In the current situation, if I was really killed, no matter whether it was done by her or not, many people would definitely stare at her. The old emperor may not care about my life or death. But I will definitely not tolerate someone secretly destroying his will. As an emperor, the most important thing is his own majesty. I just happened to be entangled in the lawsuit and cannot leave the capital. If someone does something to me in the capital... "
He shook his head: "That's too stupid."
Fan Ruoruo glanced at him in admiration: "Brother's analysis makes sense."
"Don't look at me like that." Fan Xian looked at her helplessly, "You girl trust me more and more now, I'm not a god, I'm just an ordinary person, there must be many things that we didn't expect. "
Fan Ruoruo was a little worried when he heard this, but Fan Xian was fine. After all, Uncle Wuzhu had been hiding in the dark, and if anyone wanted to touch him, it would be unless Ye Liuyun, who was traveling, came back to the capital suddenly.
At noon, surrounded by a large group of guards including Teng Zijing, Fan Xian ran to Fan's private school to see Fan Sizhe. Just look at the class, the children of the Fan family are all laughing and playing, they don't pay attention to the old master in front of them at all, some of the bolder guys even dipped their brushes in some ink, Sprinkling and playing in front not only stained the wall, but even stained some of the old master's clothes.
The old master's face was livid with anger, but he didn't know how to be angry. These urchins all have quite backgrounds in their families. Although their parents always told them to respect their teachers, they changed their appearance as soon as they entered the private school. Mixing around, and often doing some useless actions on the street.
Fan Xian poked his head into the door, took a closer look, and found that Fan Sizhe was still relatively honest, sitting on a desk in the corner writing something, and the servant assigned to him at home was squatting beside him to serve him tea. I didn't listen to the teacher carefully, but fortunately, I didn't do anything out of the ordinary. In fact, he overestimated his younger brother. If Fan Sizhe hadn't been tied up by something more interesting recently, I'm afraid he would be even more presumptuous than those unscrupulous children in the room now.
Calling Fan Sizhe out of the room, Fan Xian asked with a serious face, "This is where you study."
Fan Sizhe didn't know why he was upset, and replied angrily, "Yes, what's wrong?"
"You should be considered a leader." Fan Xian believed in his leadership ability. In addition to the current entire Fan clan, Sinan Bo's family was the most prosperous, so Fan Sizhe should have a special status among these children.
Fan Sizhe scratched his head: "They still listen to what I say."
"That's good." Fan Xian continued, "Go in and give me a lesson on those little bastards. Let them listen carefully to the teacher's lecture."
"Huh?" Fan Sizhe didn't seem to have recovered.
"Disrespecting the teacher?" Fan Xian frowned, thinking that when he was in Danzhou, no matter whether it was Mr. Xixi at the beginning. It was still Teacher Fei Jie who was very respectful himself, and the voice inside his ears became more and more noisy, and he scolded in his heart: "If you dare to be like them, I will not slap you hard."
Fan Sizhe didn't know why Fan Xian, who had been very gentle lately, suddenly provoked him, so he stared and shouted, "Why are you whipping me?"
All the servants and servants around him surrounded him. They were already a little familiar with this Young Master Fan, but when they heard that they were going to beat their little master, they were eager to protect him and stared at Fan Xian viciously. Relying on his acquaintance with Young Master Sizhe, the young man started to curse even more meanly.
Fan Xian frowned.
Fujiko Jing and a few guards stepped forward, mercilessly, grabbed the family servants and beat them up, and the servant who cursed was slapped countless times. These people who followed Fan Xian were directly subordinate to Si Nan Bo Fan Jian, so how could they pay attention to the family servants in the mansion who were already several levels below him? After a beating, nothing happened, and he wished for the wind on both sides when he was walking on the road, so he would not hesitate to make a move.
The education was over, and the servant looked at Fan Xian with horror and pain on his face, and retreated timidly. And that boy's cheeks were flushed, and he kept crying.
Fan Xianju looked down at Fan Sizhe's frightened face, and said softly, "I didn't say to slap you, but if you do something wrong, I will naturally slap you. As for why? It's very simple, you can't beat me. But I don’t dare to go to my father to complain, if I do something wrong and still challenge me, wouldn’t it be a joke?”
Seeing that he didn't seem to have the intention of beating him, Fan Sizhe breathed a sigh of relief. He was still a son of the rich and powerful who didn't care about his servants, and he didn't take Fan Xian's beating of his subordinates too seriously, although he felt a little embarrassed. , but being with him seemed to have some advantages. After doing the calculations with his true qualities as a businessman, he found that it was better not to offend Fan Xian.
"Go in and straighten out the order inside. I'll wait for you outside. Didn't I say I still have to go to the shop?" Fan Xian flicked his sleeves and walked out of the private school after saying this.
The people of the Fan clan who were waiting outside couldn't help being amazed when they saw the previous scene. They thought that this illegitimate son of the Sinanbo family would dare to be so affectionate, and dare to bully the genuine young master of the Sinanbo family like this in broad daylight. Looking into his eyes, I felt a little scared.
Fan Xian ignored these people and sat and waited on the bench outside the door. After a while, I heard several screams from the private school, as well as extremely loud slaps, with Fan Sizhe's arrogant voice interspersed: "Be honest with me! If you dare to be disrespectful to the teacher, I don't care. Slap you in the face!" These words were not much different from what Fan Xian said, it seemed that Young Master Fan took all the anger he received from his elder brother and vented it all on those brothers and sisters.
Now there was a commotion, those grooms of the Fan clan who had been guarding outside the private school, Ding Xiaosi, heard his master crying in pain in the classroom, glared at Fan Xian fiercely, and rushed in. Fearing that Fan Sizhe would suffer, Fan Xian winked at Teng Zijing, and Teng Zijing led a few guards and rushed in with the crowd, and after a while, Fan Sizhe was dragged out.
Fan Sizhe hadn't had enough beating yet, so he swore while waving his fists, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, these guys don't dare to offend our family." Indeed, it was exactly as he said, those servants rushed in and only dared to protect them. His own master didn't dare to fight back. It seems that Sinan Bo's mansion is indeed in a very special position among the Fan family.
After beating the man, Fan Xian grabbed his younger brother by the neck and carried him to the carriage, leaving the chaotic situation he had created. Fujiko Jing frowned and said, "Young master, although these people in the clan are becoming more and more shameless, after all, they are old people in Kyoto, and they need their help at some gates. It may not be good to offend too many people."
Fan Xian wryly smiled and said, "What are you afraid of?" He thought to himself, maybe these clansmen are indeed powerful, but he is about to marry the princess, and the emperor will be my wife-in-law, so what am I afraid of? If these little bastards don't teach them a lesson, they really won't be able to let it out.
"Are you happy?" He asked Fan Sizhe.
Fan Sizhe was a little puzzled: "That's right, I beat people often, but it wasn't as enjoyable as today. Why?" The resentment caused by being taught by my brother earlier disappeared without a trace in the process of his heroic beating. up.
"It's very simple. There is also a reason for pumping people, just like fighting a war. If there is an extremely fair reason, then there is no psychological burden to fight. Even if the dynasty attacked the Northern Wei Dynasty back then, didn't they first say that they violated the side? "Fan Xian continued: "What's the matter, it's all the same, we have to take the name of righteousness, righteousness, understand?"
"I don't understand." Fan Sizhe replied sincerely.