Fang Zheng and Feng Qing lived in the county town quietly.

But the next day, someone came to the door.

The person who came was none other than Deng Haoran, the county magistrate's son.

Before coming to the county town, Feng Qing had made preparations to socialize with his father-in-law frequently.

However, Deng Haoran's sudden arrival was beyond Feng Qing's expectation.

"What?" Mr. Deng leaned against the door frame and looked at Fang Zheng with a smile, "I've already arrived at your door, why don't you invite me in to sit down?"

Fang Zheng stepped aside and said, "Young Master Deng's presence really makes this humble house shine."

When Fang Zheng said this, there was no trace of surprise on his face. It was obvious that his words were too untrue.

Deng Haoran didn't care and wandered in. He was not as elegant as Feng Qing had seen at Feng's house.

Now that she was not at home, Feng Qing really didn't understand the ancient rules, but she knew that as a married woman, it was not appropriate for her to accompany her husband to entertain male guests.

Feng Qing was embroidering a handkerchief in the east room. Hearing the movement, he only raised his head and took a look. At this time, he happened to see Fang Zheng go out. Feng Qing pressed his face against the window and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Deng, is this Mr. Deng going to be there?"

Do you want to eat here?”

If she were to eat at home, she would have to buy groceries and put them away now.

"Not here." Fang Zheng rubbed his wife's smooth side face with his fingers and said with a smile, "My wife can just do her own thing. He will leave soon."

Naturally, he would not let Deng Haoran eat the food cooked by his wife.

It's almost dinner time, why don't we let people go?

However, Feng Qing didn't ask any more questions. What he did was always reasonable.

"Madam, if you continue to embroider for a while, you need to rest your eyes." Fang Zheng reminded Feng Qing before leaving.

"knew."

Fang Zheng then went to make two cups of tea.

"The tea leaves are crude. I hope Mr. Deng will not dislike it." This teacup was specially selected by him and Feng Qing from that small market. Although it was not a famous brand, it was beautiful in shape and elegant in color.

Smelling the aroma of tea, Deng Haoran knew that this was not really good tea, but with Fang Zheng brewing it himself, even low-quality tea could still taste like high-quality Biluochun.

"How did Mr. Fang think about what I said last time?" Deng Haoran took a leisurely sip, sighed with satisfaction, and then asked.

"Young Master Fang, my Deng family is very sincere. Although Young Master Fang has learned a lot, if you only rely on Young Master, you will have to go to the palace examination. If there is no one in the court, you will have to struggle a lot to stand firm in the officialdom."

Heel." Deng Haoran saw Fang Zheng and wanted to persuade him. He had already guessed that Fang Zheng would come to the county town recently, so he specifically asked the servants at home to pay attention to whether any young masters with good looks had appeared in the county town recently.

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Fang Zheng chuckled lightly, "Young Master Deng is overly worried. I have never thought about how far I can go. If I am lucky enough to be able to go to the palace examination, how dare I think about anything else? I am just a brick for a great cause. Wherever I need to move it."

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Fang Zheng learned the last two sentences from his wife, and Fang Zheng thought these words were very reasonable.

Deng Haoran encountered another soft nail, and he was not upset. He had dealt with Fang Zheng so many times. Although he didn't know much about Fang Zheng, he still knew that he was a noble person. If he could be easily persuaded, it would not be official.

That group of students was jealous.

"Mr. Fang, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about Madam Ling." Deng Haoran turned his eyes and thought of the incident he saw earlier, "As far as I know, Madam Ling has never been allowed to serve as the county magistrate in the Feng Mansion.

What Madam cares about is that the servants can tease her at will, doesn’t Mr. Fang not want to make Madam proud?”

Even though he knew that Deng Haoran was deliberately using his wife to stimulate him, Fang Zheng still changed his color, the fingers under his long sleeves couldn't help but curl, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth disappeared.

Seeing that his words had indeed affected Fang Zheng, Deng Haoran didn't stay any longer. Fang Zheng was a smart man and naturally knew how to choose.

"I'm disturbing Mr. Fang and Mrs. Fang today." Deng Haoran drank the tea in the cup in one gulp and stood up, "I will be the host of Mr. Fang and invite Mr. Fang and Mrs. Fang to Juxian Tower for dinner."

After saying that, he put away the fan in his hand and walked out swaying.

Fang Zheng sent the person out the door.

When he came back, he saw Feng Qing looking at him worriedly.

"Ms. sir, what does he want from you?" Seeing Fang Zheng's thoughtful look, Feng Qing became a little worried.

Fang Zheng didn't hide anything from her, "The county magistrate wants to donate to my husband."

"What?" Feng Qing looked like he had been struck by lightning.

Phew——

Feng Qing was too surprised and couldn't control his facial expression.

Fang Zheng couldn't help pinching his wife's nose again. He smiled and said, "Madam, you heard me right. Lord Deng wants to give my husband money to help him go to Beijing to take the exam."

From the investment, to travel expenses, accommodation, food, and gifts, it's a big sum when calculated.

"To show your courtesy for nothing is to be either a traitor or a thief." After regaining consciousness, Feng Qing pursed his lips.

"Of course." Fang Zheng replied, "The county magistrate has stayed in Qingfeng County for ten years. I'm afraid he doesn't want to stay anymore."

"But I just vaguely heard that Mr. Deng said that if my husband had no one in the court to worship the Buddha, it would be difficult for him to establish himself." Feng Qing was a little strange, "If there were people in the Deng family, why would they stay in Qingfeng County for ten years?

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If there is someone in the court, you can just use your connections to get him transferred. Why do you have to take the path of the husband?

Moreover, although my husband is famous, he is not even a scholar now. Could it be that the Deng family father and his son gambled too much?

"The county magistrate is just a distant cousin of Lord Zhang, the Crown Prince of Kyoto." Fang Zheng explained.

And this watch is more than three thousand miles away.

Furthermore, the prince's party does not dare to make any move now. Even though he is in this remote county, Fang Zheng can guess that the Holy Emperor wants to clean up the court. The prince is tyrannical, and it is not yet known whether he can take that position.

The Deng family father and son were ambitious, but they did not dare to step into the prince's boat.

The only one in the entire county who can give them hope is Fang Zheng.

When the Holy One purges the court, he will inevitably re-cultivate a group of courtiers who are loyal to him, and someone like Fang Zheng, who has no foundation but is talented, will definitely be reused by the Holy One.

The Deng family father and son forgot that Fang Zheng was by no means an ordinary student who only read books from sages, and he would definitely not board the dilapidated ship of the Deng family just for the sake of the immediate benefits.

"My husband, if you reject them, will the county magistrate cause trouble for you?" People have to bow their heads under the roof. My husband is just a boy now. Even if he is admitted as a scholar, he will have to stay in the county for at least one year.

There are countless ways this could happen.

"It's okay, the Deng family and his son are not stupid people."

Although she received her husband's assurance, Feng Qing was still a little uneasy. She didn't expect that there would be such a difficult problem waiting for her husband when she arrived in the county.

She used to think too simply.

"Madam, my husband would like to eat the vegetable and tofu soup made by my wife today." Seeing that Feng Qing still frowned, Fang Zheng spoke.
Chapter completed!