Because of this new impression, Zong Yue became interested in Shaoxing.
In the next few days, he lived in this restaurant, and walked around the city in his spare time, which added another layer of knowledge to Shaoxing.
Shaoxing is a narrow place with a dense population, and the serious imbalance between population and land makes the local people in Shaoxing feel more crisis than people in other places in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.
They seldom stop at their careers, and if they fail, they will find other ways out.
What is the other way out
Teaching and doing business is the lower class, and the upper class should use curtains as a career to seek a way to get ahead.
First, most of the curtain masters are officials, so they can make friends with powerful people. If the curtain masters are on the rise, they will naturally have a bright future as staff officers. Secondly, you can also get familiar with the chores of the yamen in advance. If one day you are admitted to the imperial examination, you will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.
The atmosphere of the flourishing style of writing, coupled with this fiercely competitive environment, is why Zong Yue has heard many people who failed the entrance examination and are planning to find another way out during the few days in Shaoxing.
Most of them were fellow villagers, relatives and friends, teachers and students who supported each other and recommended each other. Since then, Zong Yue has no doubts about what his mother said, these masters from Shaoxing often meet and exchange information.
He came up with the idea of hiring a master as well.
Since he is his master, naturally he should be the best master in Shaoxing. Shaoxing is also a strange place, these days Zong Yue has heard a lot about aristocratic families.
Of course, this kind of aristocratic family is almost a joke in the ears of Zong Yue, a child of the royal family. This kind of vocabulary tends to mean that the whole family is in this business and has made a reputation.
For example, the most famous families in Shaoxing include the Fang family, the Cheng family, and the Sheng family.
Zong Yue didn't think too much, and chose the Fang family nearby.
He didn't expect to see that 'Fengfu Xiandi' again here, and he was actually from the Fang family.
In fact, it's not that Zong Yue looks down on being a master, but that if he will be a master, first of all, there is no progress in the imperial examination, and the master is just a means for them to find another way out.
A thirteen-year-old chief of the case is the only son of the head of the Fang family. It seems that the inheritance of the Fang family may be broken in this generation.
"My father? My father is not in Shaoxing. If you really want to invite a master, my Fang family has other outstanding children, why don't I ask someone to come over and recommend one or two for you?"
Zong Yue pondered for a while, and said: "Yue took the initiative to find the door, because he heard that the main branch of the Fang family is famous, if it is a member of the collateral branch..."
Although Zong Yue didn't say the rest, Fang Fengsheng understood what he meant, which meant that he didn't like it.
Feng Sheng, who was only thirteen years old, still had the spirit of his age, and immediately said: "Young Master, I haven't seen it before, so how can I know it's not suitable?"
She saw that this young man was dressed in ordinary clothes, but his behavior was unusually different from ordinary people, so she guessed that his background was not simple. She didn't quite believe the other party's claim that he had no official status but was just a nobody.
Some nobles and officials like to cover up their affairs, such as this kind of person who concealed his identity and came to find a master, Feng Sheng has seen it before, so naturally he has a pair of sharp eyes.
She didn't even give Zong Yue a chance to stop him, thinking that Shouxiao, whom she called Daxian's nephew, Qifang, was at home, and now he had just come out of the filial piety period, and it was time to leave the mountain. Daxian is calm and experienced in handling things. Following such a young master, he may be able to find a family background. Then he ordered the servant on the side to invite him.
Not long after, Fang Daxian was invited.
Feng Sheng bowed to Zong Yue, and went out to talk to Fang Daxian.
She thought that the distance was far enough and the voice was low enough, but Zong Yue was born in the palace when he was young, and the royal family had its own secret arts, so he learned the ability to read the shape of the mouth and hear the meaning of the words.
In fact, to put it bluntly, as long as you are an orthodox prince, you will be more or less able to do it.
why
Do you think that every morning or big court meeting, there are many ministers below, sometimes the volume of the ministers is not enough, or the ministers are whispering to each other, is the emperor sitting on the high dragon chair in a hurry
Over time, I can understand some spoken language.
For example, now, Feng Sheng was talking to Fang Daxian over there, and Zong Yue read it out.
"... This person should come from a good background, although he claims to be an unknown person... He is a little young, but being young also has the advantages of being young, that is, it is easy to deal with... Nephew Daxian, you are calm in doing things, so it should be no problem... But although he is young, but Don't be perfunctory, but don't ruin the Fang family's reputation..."
While Feng Sheng was talking, she saw Zong Yue who was sitting in the hall looking outside, and smiled with him from time to time, but it did not affect her instructions and explanations to Da Xian's nephew.
And that great nephew—
Zong Yue took a weird look at the middle-aged man in his forties with a goatee, a calm face and a scribe's attire, and then at the young man standing in front of him who was obviously as tender as a bunch of green onions' Feng Fuxian younger brother'.
Not to mention the key point, that great virtuous nephew did not perfunctory Fang Fengfu just because of his young age, he looked very respectful.
Zong Yue suddenly felt a sense of ridicule.
After a while, the two walked in.
As the host, Feng Sheng naturally had to introduce and recommend the two, so Zong Yue pretended to ask Fang Daxian some words.
Later, seeing that he didn't say anything clearly, Feng Sheng winked at Fang Daxian and told him to back out before asking Zong Yue how he was
It seemed that Zong Yue had a slight disdain for Fang Daxian, and she also talked about Fang Daxian's previous deeds, such as the former boss and the official position of the former boss and so on.
In fact, the highest of Fang Daxian's several bosses was only a fifth-rank magistrate. From Zong Yue's point of view, he really didn't like it.
"Actually, Brother Fengfu, I won't hide it from you. Look at my age, and then look at the age of your great nephew, it's really inappropriate. Look at this, I don't know if Brother Fengfu is born. Why don't you come and be my assistant?"
"Me? Your staff?"
Feng Sheng was so surprised that she was a little dumbfounded.
Without him, she is at this age, and she will come out to entertain guests today, but her father is not here. As the 'son of the head of the Fang family', when guests come to the door, it is natural to entertain them.
But precisely because of her age, she felt that no normal person would make such an almost ridiculous request.
"What? You don't want to?" Zong Yue looked at her small face with a funny face, that kind of dumbfounded look was completely different from her usual look before, and it was a bit cute.
"No, Mr. Yue, my age...and..."
Zong Yue shook his fan: "It doesn't matter, I am a person who pays attention to eyesight in everything. If I think you are suitable, then it is suitable. It doesn't matter if you are younger. Brother Fengfu, you are the leader of this court examination. The future is boundless, so we should make a good relationship in advance."
"But... no, I..."
"Brother Fengfu, although Yue is not talented, he still has a little status. If you can become my assistant, let alone a bright future, at least I can promise you an official status." Putting on the folding fan, although he was still smiling, a sense of aura emerged spontaneously, which gave Feng Sheng a feeling that what he said was true.
Looking outside the door, there are three attendants of Mr. Yue.
One is young and thin, but looks extraordinarily capable, while the other two look like Lianjiazi, and their posture is not ordinary Lianjiazi.
"Let me think about it." Somehow, Feng Sheng said this sentence.
After sending Young Master Yue away, Fang Fengsheng couldn't help feeling exhausted.
She walked towards the backyard, and if she met a servant girl in the mansion while walking, and saw her attire, she would bow her head and call young master.
In fact, Feng Sheng is not the young master, but a girl.
It's just that she was raised by Fang Yan as a son since she was a child, not to mention literary and martial arts, at least she was enlightened by Fang Yan in terms of reading. She even studied the Fang family's clan studies for a while, but as she got older, although the clansmen questioned her too much about dressing up as a man, after all, men and women had different seats at seven years old. Teach her at home.
In fact, Feng Sheng is indeed talented and intelligent, far superior to ordinary people, otherwise he would not have been able to pass the examination of a scholar at a young age, and even won the first case.
But she is a daughter after all, she is Fang Fengsheng, and Fang Fengfu is just a fake name.
However, as her reputation in Shaoxing became more and more famous, people often asked about Fang's family. Most of the people in the clan pretended to be the son of the patriarch, and over time it became that Fang Yan had a son and a daughter, and they were twins.
Her father had no choice but to add to the family tree and forged Fang Fengfu's name, which was one of the reasons why she dared to take the test.
But that's all. At first, Feng Sheng just wanted to prove that she was no worse than a man, but since she took the case, all kinds of trivial matters increased day by day, which made her realize that this was the last time.
Fang Fengfu will not become a Juren, let alone a Jinshi.
Can-
How willing
She has read the books of sages and sages, not to mention her literary talent, but she is considered outstanding. If she is really made to be like those women nowadays, who never walk out of the door, it is better to let her die.
"Master, Madam invites you to come over."
Feng Sheng put away his messy thoughts and walked towards the main courtyard.
He's body is weak, and since giving birth to Feng Sheng, she has been bedridden most of the time, but she still cares about Feng Sheng, the only daughter.
"You went out again?" Seeing Feng Sheng's outfit, He became a little anxious.
"Mother, I didn't go out. It's just that there are guests at home. Dad is not here. I will entertain you."
"Even if there are guests coming, you can let your grandpa, uncle, uncle, etc. come out to entertain them, so why do you have to be like this at a girl's house?"
"Others have entered the house of the head of the Fang family, so how can they let the uncle in the hall entertain them on their behalf? Doesn't that mean that there is no one in my main branch?"
Unexpectedly, these words made He think too much.
"After all, it's all my fault. If I could give birth to a son for your father, it wouldn't mean that your father is not at home, and there is no one to support the family. I am sorry for your father. I gave birth to you..."
He started to cry as he spoke, and saw that her body was thin and weak, and she had a sick look on her face, but she cried like this again, which made people feel empathy.
But Feng Sheng had heard these words many, many times, countless times. Yes, it is because she is a daughter, so the mother is annoyed because she did not carry on the family line for her father, so that she is depressed and becomes weaker. It's all because she is a daughter that the main branch of the Fang family has no one to inherit it.
No matter how hard she tried, how unconvinced, even if she did well in her studies, passed the examination as a scholar, and won the first place in the case, her daughter became a shackle that imprisoned her, and she could not break free for the rest of her life.
Feng Sheng suddenly made a decision in her heart, a decision that would affect her for the rest of her life.
"Mother, don't cry. Dad will come back from Shanxi in a few days. This time, Mr. Zhou, my father's master, will be transferred to Yangzhou as a salt transport envoy. Yangzhou is not far from Shaoxing. Dad let me go." Yangzhou is looking for him, by the way, to avoid the limelight."
In fact, Feng Sheng lied. Fang Yan was relieved to learn that Feng Sheng had won the case, but he was not without ideas. In the letter, he ordered Feng Sheng not to go out at home recently, and he would go home soon.
"Your father finally came back from Shanxi? Then will he come home? That's right, he is with the master's side, so how can he say that he will go home when he comes home? I am also your father who is dragging you down. If it weren't for my constant soup and medicine, He won't go far away and cannot return home. After you go to Yangzhou, tell your father to add clothes when it's cold, take clothes when it's hot, and pay more attention to your body... "
When Fang Yan was mentioned, He suddenly forgot to cry, and began to explain to her daughter.
Feng Sheng felt a little guilty in her heart, but thinking that her father would probably take care of her when she came back, the trace of guilt in her heart was suppressed again.
The next day, Feng Sheng went to the inn where Zong Yue was staying, and agreed to act as a curtain with him, but there was one condition, that is, to bring Fang Daxian along.
After all, at his age, his family members are not at ease when he is away from home, and having a clan member by his side can also make his family feel more at ease.
Zong Yue readily agreed.
And just before Feng Sheng left home, she wrote a letter to Fang Yan's entourage, Uncle Yu, explaining the matter roughly.
Uncle Yu loved her since she was a child, and he would definitely help her out.
It's just that Feng Sheng didn't expect that the destination of Mr. Yue was also Yangzhou, so that father and daughter met in Yangzhou later.
Of course, this is something for later, so I won’t go into details.
It was more than half a year later that Pan'er heard that there was a young aide surnamed Fang beside the prince.
This staff member named Fang Fengfu looks young, but he is witty and strategic, and he has a layer of identity, he is actually the son of the chief master of Zhou Guangrui, the salt transport envoy of the capital.
It was only then that Pan'er realized that some things were still developing according to the original track, but there was an accident in the middle. Presumably Zhou Guangrui would not die of injustice, Fang Yan would not be implicated to death, and Feng'er would not be punished by Fang for avoiding disaster. Yan hurriedly sent the marriage out.
So much so that a year later, Fang Yan died tragically, Feng Er reconciled with her ex-husband in anger, disguised as a man and sneaked into the officialdom to reverse the case for her father, and then met Zong Yue again.
The trajectory of fate in this life was earlier and better than the previous life. Pan'er could even see the birth of her little grandson and granddaughter after her son and daughter-in-law got married a few years later.
Does Zong Yue know that this virtuous brother Feng Fu is actually a girl
Pan'er decided not to tell his son. When he finds out by himself, the scene will surely be wonderful.
"What are you laughing at?"
Pan Er smiled but said nothing, but talked to Zong Cong about the aide surnamed Fang next to the prince.
They are so familiar, they seem to know each other very well, Zong Cong can't help but look sideways.
A few years later, when Zong Yue came back and told his father and mother that he wanted to marry a girl surnamed Fang as the crown prince, and this person was none other than the aide surnamed Fang who disguised herself as a man.
For some reason, Zong Cong thought of Yuanyuan's smile at that time.
"Did you already know that Fang Fengfu is actually a girl?"
Pan'er blinked.
Even though he is nearly forty years old, Pan'er hasn't aged at all in these years. On the contrary, Zong Cong's temples are already gray, which makes him feel that he is old and she is still in the prime of life.
Especially this blinking action, a little guilty, a little playful, looks like a little girl.
Just like when she first entered the East Palace, she was young and beautiful, delicate and lovely, as tender as a small green onion.
"No, how could I know."
"Keep it from me." Zong Cong sat down and pinched her cheek. She refused to pinch it, for fear that he would wrinkle it.
She didn't have such concerns before, but as she got older, she paid more and more attention to it. But Zong Cong likes to play against her, the more he refuses to pinch, the more he likes to pinch when he finds a gap.
"I really don't know, and I haven't seen her before, how could I know that she is a girl?" She said, covering her cheeks.
"Then what do you mean?"
Bringing up the business, Pan'er hurriedly sat up straight, "Since Yue'er likes it, let him marry someone he likes."
Zong Cong snorted, as a tacit consent.
Happy
For some reason, it may be because of the successive marriages or big weddings of his sons and daughters in the past few years, Zong Cong has also felt a little more unforgiving in the past two years, and the most direct reaction of this mentality is to like to recall the past.
"Then tell me, you were my favorite back then?"
Pan'er raised his eyebrows. Didn't he mention this matter before, and over the years he has to ask it from time to time, every time she answered, he still asks, and now it comes again.
"you guess."
This time, Lun Zongcong frowned, "How can I guess this kind of thing?"
"If you don't try to guess, how do you know that you can't guess? By the way, I forgot to tell you one thing. I seem to have it."
"Yes?" Zong Cong didn't react for a moment, and looked at her in shock for a moment.
Pan'er nodded, with a smile on his face: "I've already thought of a baby name for him, why not call him Pomegranate or Little Pomegranate..."
Zong Cong's train of thought was successfully misled by her, "The child has not yet been born, and I don't know if it is a boy or a girl, so you can choose a baby name of Pomegranate, what if it is a prince?"
"If it's the prince, let's call it Sixteen, little Sixteen, this baby name is also good..."