The rain kept falling, and the umbrellas in the pedestrians in the alley were blooming like a few pitiful flowers.

Fan Xian smiled and looked at the reckless young man, and found that the other party was already wet, so he didn't say anything. If the other party was really a villain, at that moment, Fan Xian had at least five ways to make the other party lose his ability to move immediately.

Obviously, this was just a poor scholar who bought roast chicken to get a banquet. So Fan Xian did not stop and walked forward with the umbrella. He walked casually, and the young man who squeezed into the umbrella was also casual. He didn't say anything more, stood on Fan Xian's right, and used his cloth umbrella to block the sky above his head, and followed with a calm expression.

After walking dozens of steps with the umbrella, Fan Xian felt more and more that the young man's temperament was a bit cute. If he were an ordinary scholar, he would not have been so reckless in other people's umbrella. He walked silently for dozens of steps, but he didn't look uncomfortable. So he turned his head slightly and looked carefully. He found that the young man looked ordinary, but his eyebrows were very thick, as if he had been painted with a brush.

Fujiko Kyo followed two steps behind.

The two people under the umbrella were still moving forward silently. I don’t know whether they were competing for patience or something. In the end, Fan Xian smiled and asked: “It was inappropriate to say it before, I don’t know what’s wrong.”

Seeing the owner of the umbrella speaking, the young scholar smiled very politely and said, "If an official is greedy, he will naturally not focus on political affairs. Therefore, if a corrupt official is capable, this is probably a ridiculous thing in itself."

Fan Xian smiled and found that the umbrella could not accommodate the two of them. The young scholar beside him had a large piece of his right shoulder, so he quietly moved the umbrella and responded: "Even if the corrupt official neglects political affairs, it is better than a person who can do anything after becoming an official."

The young scholar raised his eyebrows and seemed a little puzzled: "As long as you are willing to do things, it is better than abandoning political affairs."

Fan Xian tightened his hand holding the umbrella handle, shook his head and said, "If a river embankment is not built, it will be broken up every few years. If a clean official who knows how to do river work will repair it blindly on the river embankment, he might have broken up several times a year. Do you think those people living along the river hope that the county will be incompetent and diligent, or incompetent and lazy corrupt officials?"

The young scholar was speechless for a while. After a while, he laughed and said, "This is probably an exception. Some things that a parent official must do, such as measuring land and releasing grain, relieving disasters and helping the people, and cutting lawsuits and pursuing prisons. If he is a lazy official, he may be in a mess under his rule."

Fan Xian smiled and said, "So the key is ability. It's not just about being clear or greedy."

In fact, his view may not be correct. It was influenced by the official novels in previous lives, but this argument is quite new among the folks in Qing Kingdom today. The young scholar who shared an umbrella with him inevitably became interested. He asked: "If an official is capable but is very corrupt, will the court let him go?"

Somehow, when Fan Xian heard this, he remembered his father-in-law, Lin Ruofu, the famous treacherous minister of Qing Kingdom. Everyone knows his greed, but Your Majesty knows his ability, so he has been employed until now. When he wants to answer the question asked by the young scholar, he has to shake his head and say, "The administration of officials is difficult and complicated, and there is no simple and effective way. However, if you only ask for supervision of the court and cultivate your own morality, you will be a bit whimsical to seek a clear and bright future in the officialdom."

"If the court strengthens supervision, can't it prevent corruption?" The young scholar frowned, with thick eyebrows squeezed into a pile. "Just say that the Minister of Rites Guo Youzhi, who is the Minister of Rites, has been imprisoned today. If the Supervision Bureau had been normal this year in the past few years, the atmosphere in the imperial examination would have been ruined to its current appearance."

Fan Xian actually has no high opinion of politics. However, he is a little confused about being quiet and not afraid of losing the country. With his interest, he will continue: "If President Chen of the Supervision Bureau bribed Guo Youzhi and asked his nephew to be included in the first class, then who do you think will supervise this matter?"

The young scholar disagreed and said, "Of course, his Majesty's eyes are like lightning."

Fan Xian replied even more dissatisfiedly: "Why is it so easy to govern the world with one person?" In fact, he knew that the emperor must have secretly means to check and balance the Supervisory Office, which may even include the power that his father had not shown. However, some young political ideas in his previous life made Fan Xian sneer at the emperor's work. He never thought that the emperor who regarded the world as a bowl of fat would have such a spirit and leisurely mind to care about all the injustice in the officialdom.

As they were talking casually, the two of them came outside an inn under the umbrella. The young scholar smiled gently and said, "Thank you, Young Master, for giving the gift of half an umbrella, I'm here."

Fan Xian sided the umbrella and glanced at the name of the store on the inn. He found that it was really coincidental that it was the place he was looking for, and smiled and said, "I'll go in with you, I'm going to find someone at the inn."

The name of the inn is very vulgar and very blessed - Tongfu Inn.

When he entered the inn with a young scholar, he knew that the other party was named Shi Chanli, and he was also a candidate who entered Beijing this time. However, Fan Xian was not convenient to say his name at this time, so he just told the other party that his surname was Fan.

"Who is Mr. Fan looking for?" Shi Chanli discovered from the costumes on this young master that the other party must be a powerful child, so he did not speak as freely as under the previous umbrella, and he was more reserved. "I am visiting friends, so it is not convenient to talk more. See you again if you are destined to do it in the future."

After saying this, he bowed to Fan Xian, and then walked to the corner of the front hall of the inn. There was a wine table there, and there were two people who looked like students fighting wine. There was a drunken person next to him and was sleeping on the table. Seeing that there were no dishes on the table, it seemed that they were waiting for Shi Chanli’s roast chicken.

Fan Xian narrowed his eyes and saw clearly that the drunk person on the table was Yang Wanli who was coming to visit. He smiled slightly and walked towards the wine table with Shi Chanli.

Shi Chanli didn't know that he was still following him, wrapped oil paper with roasted chicken on the table, and smiled at the two people who stopped fighting for wine, saying, "Okay, Hou Jichang, I'll call me to deliver food, but I won't leave some wine for me."

Hou Jichang smiled and said, "My wine was also a bad wine I had just called at the entrance of the alley before. Although the taste was not good, the amount was sufficient. Let me introduce it to you. This is Cheng Jialin, a talented man from Shandong Road." He just reached out to Cheng Jialin, but was surprised to find a smiling and extremely handsome young man standing behind Shi Chanli. This young man seemed to look familiar.

"Brother Shi, who is this?" Hou Jichang asked in confusion.

Shi Chanli was stunned, and turned around and found that Fan Xian had actually followed him to the wine table. He smiled bitterly and said, "Young Master Fan, I just borrowed half an umbrella, so I won't have to collect money for hiding from the rain."

Fan Xian saw that the other party seemed a little afraid of him, and thought that he guessed that he was from a noble family and did not dare to get too close to him. So he smiled and said, "I dare not collect money, but I am a little greedy for Mr. Shi to bring this roast chicken."

Shi Chanli said helplessly: "Didn't Mr. Fan come to find someone?"

"I can't find any place to find it without any effort." Fan Xian smiled. When he first met the Saint Yan on the banks of the Liujing River, he had said these two sentences, but he didn't react at all. But today he used it on these scholars. As expected, Hou Jichang and others immediately understood what it meant. They were very interesting and asked, "Young Master Fan is here to find us?"

Fan Xian pointed to Yang Wanli, drunk and said, "I have something to do with Mr. Yang, so I came to visit you today."

Hou Jichang smiled and said, "I have never heard of Wanli having such a luxurious friend in Beijing. Come on, Mr. Fan, please sit down, just boil chicken with light wine and not dislike it." Shi Chanli had originally liked Fan Xian's conversation. When he saw that he was a friend of his friends, he no longer held an air and gave up his seat with a smile.

Cheng Jialin pushed Yang Wanli for a long time and couldn't help but smile at Fan Xian. Fan Xian was curious about another incident and bowed to Hou Jichang and said, "I wonder what this brother is called?"

"Hou Jichang."

"Why did Mr. Hou think that he is a rich young man?" Fan Xian couldn't help laughing as he heard the words Ji Chang, and asked, "I think I'm not a fat man, but I'm a person who eats all day long."

Hou Jichang smiled and apologized, saying, "Young Master's clothes are worth a lot of money, and it is not something that ordinary scholars can afford to wear. As for the word "luxury", we have always been used to laughing at you. Please don't mind it." At this time, he always felt that the young master was familiar, but he was a little dazzled after drinking, so he couldn't remember it.

"Where are there." Fan Xian smiled gently and sat down at the table. Scholars were free and easy, and they didn't care too much about having too many uninvited guests. Anyway, Yang Wanli couldn't wake up for a while, so except for Cheng Jialin who persuaded Fan Xian to drink a few drinks, Hou Jichang and Shi Chanli played wine as if no one else was around. When the wine was not enough and they wanted to be full, they began to sit and discuss.

This is not the mysterious one, but the country's economy and people's livelihood. Fan Xian took a chicken leg and chewed it slowly, while pricking his ears to listen to the two people's debate. He found that Hou Jichang's thoughts were a bit Legal and highly valued in law, while Shi Chanli was a sentimental figure who valued education.

But after all, those who are more Legalists do not just seek harshness, and those who are educated do not just advise. They are really two scholars who are very clear about things. Occasionally, they also make detailed arguments when talking about road affairs in various counties, and they do not talk nonsense, nor do they always focus on the word "world" like ordinary scholars, but they do not know that the word "world" is much wider than most people in the world.

The more Fan Xian listened, the more proud he became. Hou Jichang's name was one of the objects of his name. It seemed that he had a good vision, but Shi Chanli was gentle and free-spirited, so why didn't he have any impression of the exam in the school?

Just as he was proud, he suddenly heard Shi Chanli, who was gentle in nature, slapped the wine table and angrily scolded: "After all, it's all the fault of that little man Fan!"
Chapter completed!