"The Modern Young Prince-in-law of the Husband's Family

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"The Modern Young Prince-in-law of the Husband's Family" by Bai Yunshang

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. Brother Zhao
　　smiled and punched him. He really thought Fang Zichen was angry just now.
　　He said, "Can I fry sour bamboo shoots for you tonight?"
　　Fang Zichen's eyes lit up: "I want to eat a plate. " "
　　Hmm!" Brother Zhao said: "Go and call the good boy back!" "
　　The next day at work, Yang Mingyi brought a box of books, saying they were sent by Mr. Wu, and asked Fang Zichen to read them carefully and try to read them before the hospital exam. Fang Zichen looked at the box full of
　　books and asked shopkeeper Yang, what does this book mean to him? Can it be resold?
　　He didn't know Mr. Wu's true identity, but Shopkeeper Yang knew it.
　　The books in the box were a bit old. After flipping through the pages, he saw that there were a lot of notes and insights written on them.
　　Although Mr. Wu was just a judge, he He was as knowledgeable as a Jinshi. Most of his disciples were officials in the court, and the highest one was already a fourth-rank Hanlin scholar.
　　The most unpromising one was Jiang Zhengxu, who had been an official for many years, but was still a seventh-rank official.
　　Magistrate Wu Laotong was an old school friend, and there were many people who wanted to get in touch with him.
　　Here, if you pick out a book at random and take it outside, it will be snapped up by people. Fang Zichen doesn't know how to cherish it, but he still... Thinking of reselling.
　　Shopkeeper Yang knocked on him angrily. Another
　　customer came to the door. These two young men were dressed luxuriously. Wang Xiaohu originally wanted to lead them to the private room on the second floor. The two waved their hands and said that they could eat as they like in the lobby. .
　　Seeing that they chose the table opposite the counter, Wang Xiaohu understood in his heart.
　　These two people came for Brother Fang.
　　Fang Zichen was an unknown person, and he crushed many students from Qinghe Academy to win the title in the government examination. He had many titles. People are curious, and everyone wants to see something. Fang Zichen is a well-known figure in Fu'an Town. You don't need to ask much to find out that this man works in Zuixiaolou. If you want to see him, come to Zuixiaolou for a meal. You can definitely see it.
　　Studying is not easy. Most scholars are deaf to what is happening outside the window. They only focus on reading the books of sages. Those with a little money at home will be assigned a bookboy to help spread paper and grind it. Scholars in the village who are not allowed to do so. , most of them marry a wife early and come back as a maid. Those who have a long-term vision and dream of marrying a high-ranking family in high school can have a helper in their career. Regardless of whether they are rich or poor, these people do not have to live in daily life

　　. Do it yourself, eat, drink, and have someone take care of you, not to mention those who are waiting to earn money.
　　Seeing Fang Zichen working and taking the imperial examination at the same time, breaking his time in half, that's it, he can still be so outstanding, some people praised him , saying that he was born in a humble family and studied on his own without a teacher, so he was diligent.
　　However, some people said that he was a scholar, but he got mixed up with a humble businessman, worked for him, and was sent by him, so he was actually a scholar. There is no shame in it.
　　There are many ugly words, and they can say anything. Literati and students, they can sing the most beautiful poems, but they can also say the most heart-wrenching words. Shopkeeper Yang is afraid that Fang Zichen will feel uncomfortable after hearing it. He knows that Fang Zichen is not only a shop owner, but also a shop owner
　　. The accountant here, who is also the young master's teacher, discussed with Yang Mutao that he should not be the accountant and should teach Yang Mingyi exclusively. Yang Mutao felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill. Fang Zichen's face was as thick as a city wall and his heart was as iron