As soon as Xiao Zicheng walked to the door of the study, he heard a angrily scolding from inside:

"You are a shameful thing! Don't you get in here!"

Xiao Zicheng curled his lips and walked in slowly.

In the study, Xiao Fangzhi sat upright on the main seat and was furious when he saw Xiao Zicheng.

"A bastard! The Xiao family's face has been lost!"

As he said that, Xiao Fangzhi picked up the whip and raised his hand to whip.

Xiao Zicheng hurriedly flashed back, "Heaven and Earth are so conscience, why did I lose the Xiao family's face?"

It would be fine if he didn't say this, but Xiao Fangzhi became even more angry after he said this.

I think he was wise all his life, even those sour literati in the court would have to give him three points.

Who would have thought that such a thing would be a failure to protect yourself in the later years?

Xiao Fangzhi became more and more angry the more he thought about it. He pointed at Xiao Zicheng and shouted angrily:

"More than thirty farms are all ancestral property! I thought you could restrain yourself by a small punishment and a big warning.

What a grand occasion for Jiang Yuan’s poems? You actually made the move to steal poetry. Today I have to peel you off all my skin!"

As soon as he heard this, Xiao Zicheng's eyes fell on his second uncle.

Deng Jian slandered him for stealing poetry. How long has it been? Why did the second uncle come to his home first?

If the news had not been known in advance, there would be no other explanation.

Seeing that the whip was about to fall on his body, Xiao Zicheng directly applied oil to the soles of his feet and rushed out of the study.

Standing behind the door, raised the deed in his hand, and said with a smile:

"Father, be careful, don't shiver...those farms have been won back."

Xiao Fangzhi snorted coldly, half-believing and half-doubting, took the land deed, glanced briefly, his face improved slightly, but his anger was still not gone.

Xiao Fangbo, who had been watching coldly in the study, looked like he was angry and said:

"Brother Cheng, you're still old enough to be in a few years, how could you still be so chaotic?"

Xiao Zicheng sneered in his heart when he heard this, and the second uncle appeared at home at this time.

This shows that there must be some connection between him and Deng Jian.

"Uncle Er is very well-informed. The poetry meeting is not over yet. You know what happened in it."

Xiao Fangbo smiled awkwardly when he heard this, but he still said with a tough bullet:

"If you were removed from the academy for this matter, my brother's thoughts would have been wasted!"

Before Xiao Fangbo finished speaking, a servant walked in quickly:

"Master, Zhao Xuezhao from Jiangyuan Academy is here."

Xiao Fangzhi's face darkened, "Rebellious, if you are removed from the academy today, you can get out of the border army!"

After saying that, he glanced at his smiling son coldly, turned around and left the study.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was a little subtle.

Xiao Fangbo was obviously a little guilty and did not dare to look at Xiao Zicheng at all.

"Uncle Second, it sounds bad, your plan today is probably going to fail."

In the end, Xiao Zicheng broke the tranquility in the room. He stared at Xiao Fangbo with a smile and said lightly.

"What nonsense do you kid say?"

Xiao Fangbo's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly used his sad expression to hide his guilt:

"The Jiangyuan Academy is backed by the royal family, and you are expelled from the list. If the emperor thinks that our Yongyi Bo Mansion has no laws, that is a real disaster."

Looking at the second uncle who seemed to be possessed by the movie emperor, Xiao Zicheng sneered in his heart.

It's a disaster, I think you're eager to make a big deal. What's the abacus of this old guy falling to the ground...

The two of them had their own thoughts and did not speak anymore, and the study room fell into silence again.

Time passes minute by minute.

Suddenly, Xiao Fangzhi's hearty laughter came from outside.

"Haha, it's so damn comfortable. Our old Xiao has never heard so many compliments from those sour scholars in his life."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Fangzhi smiled and patted his son on the shoulder as soon as he entered the door:

"You kid is so fucking good-for-all. I see how those sour scholars in the future will tell us that Lao Xiao is a reckless man!"

A question mark slowly floated above Xiao Fangbo's head, and the development of the situation was different from what he imagined...

Zhao Xuezhao has come to the house. Shouldn’t it be that Xiao Zicheng, the little bastard, been expelled from the academy?

Why is the elder brother still looking happy?

In the end, he couldn't help but feel curious, "Brother, this is..."

Xiao Fangzhi was obviously in a good mood. He picked up the teacup and drank it all, breathing comfortably:

"Second, you don't know. Cheng'er's three poems today shocked everyone, and even Zhao Jue praised him!"

"Yes... is it..." Xiao Fangbo was dazed, but he still squeezed out a smile, "Brother Cheng has such literary talent... It's really gratifying..."

Seeing that today must be in vain, Xiao Fangbo casually asked for a reason, accused him of guilt and left.

After the second uncle left, Xiao Zicheng glanced at the cheap dad leaning on the chair:

"Father, is there anything else? If nothing happens, the child will leave."

Xiao Fangzhi glared at his son and waved his hand unhappily:

"Boy, don't think that you have received praise from the pedantics and then lift your tail to the sky. If you do something bad, be careful of being beaten!"

Xiao Zicheng chuckled, "Yes, yes, yes, the child will definitely change his past in the future..."

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Fangzhi interrupted him:

"Hmph, you're still behaved when you get a cheap one, go ahead."

Xiao Zicheng smiled and bowed, and ran out of the yard.

What he was thinking about now was that Deng Jian denied accepting the gambling and sent the deed of the barren mountain to his mansion.

That is the key to his first pot of gold. Otherwise, even if the chimney is promoted, there is no oil or water to make.

After rushing to find Wangcai and asked, the big stone in his heart fell to the ground.

Deng Jian was still willing to accept the loss and sent someone to send the land deed.

Xiao Zicheng looked at the land deed in his hand and couldn't help laughing out loud. He pulled Wangcai over and said excitedly:

"You go and prepare now. There must be no problem with the model house. Whether the barren mountain can become a gold mountain depends on tomorrow!"

Wangcai obviously didn't believe it very much, but seeing that the young master was so confident, he couldn't say anything. He sighed without even figuring out and turned around to prepare.

.....

The next morning, Bianliang Market.

Although it was still early, the vendors had already cleaned up the stalls and waited for the opening time to come.

However, most of them were looking at a wooden house with a strange shape.

He is very well-informed in the market. These days they have already made the origin of this wooden house clear.

Who is Xiao Zicheng? He is a famous playboy in the capital. He made such a thing in the most prosperous area of ​​the market.

But because of this, I am even more curious about the use of this wooden house.

However, judging by this attitude, they were puzzled in their hearts.

I saw a servant in blue bringing out a wooden sign with big words on it:

“Are you still worried about the surge in charcoal prices, and are you worried about how to spend the long winter?

With it, you will say goodbye to the high charcoal price! With it, you will be warmed up for a winter!
Chapter completed!