With a fixed residence, for the next period of time, except buying vegetables or going out for dinner, both of them stayed in the yard.

Fang Zheng reads a book, and Feng Qing studies acupuncture.

In just a short time, Feng Qing and Aunt Jin had reached a familiar point. Not only did Feng Qing go to the shop every few days, Aunt Jin would come to the yard where they rented from time to time, and would take whatever food and drink to Feng Qing and Fang Zheng.

Feng Qing and Aunt Jin learned several acupuncture methods. Feng Qing liked Aunt Jin, so naturally she didn't hide her personal feelings. She taught Aunt Jin as many acupuncture methods as she could. However, Aunt Jin was old and had a bad look, so she learned it a little slower.

In addition to Aunt Jin, Zheng Jiaxian is the one who comes to the door the most.

Zheng Jiaxian came over and asked Fang Zheng for advice. Most of the time, he came over with fresh food.

Jingzhou is a big place and there are many fresh and delicious foods. Although Fang Zheng and Feng Qing didn't go out, they have eaten a lot of specialty signs here.

It is said that people are short-speaking, and Fang Zheng will not let him owe favors. He will ask Zheng Jiaxian to come with books every now and then, and give him a few words of advice.

After a few times, let alone Fang Zheng, even Feng Qing could see that this little fat man didn't like reading.

According to Zheng Jiaxian, it was already accumulating virtue for his ancestors to be admitted to the scholar. As for the juren and Jinshi, he never thought about it. Besides, Zheng Jiaxianzhi was not an official, and he wanted to do business with his father. However, his father always thought that businessmen were at the lowest level and anyone could step on it. If he became an official, their Zheng family would be reborn in the future.

For this reason, Zheng Jiaxian also asked Fang Zheng for his opinion.

Fang Zheng looked at him for a while, and Zheng Jiaxian's scalp was numb, and then he said indifferently, "Imperial Shang."

Zheng Jiaxian was shocked at that time and was silent for a long time. Then he stood up and bowed to Fang Zheng solemnly without saying much.

Some of my determination is more valuable than yelling all day long.

When you get busy, life passes quickly.

Seeing that he was about to go to the provincial examination in a few days, Fang Zheng was like usual, reading three hours books every day and writing one hour. At other times, he would sit beside Feng Qing, either watching Feng Qing embroidery, or reading for Feng Qing to listen to.

Jingzhou has a large book shop and many kinds of them are there. Fang Zheng chose Feng Qing’s favorite biography and read it to her.

Feng Qing could hear it at first, but as the exam time was getting closer, she became more and more anxious day by day. Although she knew Fang Zheng's ability, there were two words "accident" at this time. It is said that the exam number was good and bad.

I was so nervous that I had insomnia for three or four days.

That day, after dinner early in the morning, Fang Zheng did not read books as usual, but instead pulled Feng Qing to prepare to go out.

"My husband, why don't we wait until you finish the exam before going out?" It's not her superstition. Feng Qing always doesn't want to be in case. She thinks that only staying at home is the safest.

"I heard that today, a student from the Principal Building spontaneously organized a poetry meeting. Is it good if my wife accompanied me to see you?" Fang Zheng had already made an excuse.

The provincial examination is once every three years. Many students hang their heads on the beam and pierce their thighs for thousands of days and nights. At critical moments, they are always nervous and afraid, so students will find various ways to relax before the provincial examination.

In Daye, some worship ancestors, some worship Emperor Wenchang, some travel together, and naturally organize various poetry debates. Of course, some people secretly visit Qing and Buildings.

Fang Zheng only told Feng Qing the first few types, and the last type, he was afraid of tainting his wife's ears.

"There are many students?" Feng Qing asked.

If I can attend a party or something, my husband might get new inspiration. This Daye National Examination will also be tested for poetry.

Fang Zheng's expression was frozen for a moment, his eyes flashed, and then he asked with a smile, "Madam, those people are not as good as husbands, and they are not as good as husbands."

He has always had a good memory, and his wife said she likes him to be beautiful.

Ahem.

She was a little hesitant and nervous at first, but when she heard this, Feng Qing sniffed, and she focused her head heavily and said with a smile, "Looking at the entire cause, you can be as good as your husband, but you are not born yet."

Anyway, it has nothing to do with her what others look like, and her husband looks the best in her heart.

Fang Zheng turned to feel uncomfortable. He looked at his wife with a silence and wanted to mention it to her, and there was a saying that there was heaven beyond the sky, and there was someone beyond the sky.

Seeing the wife's energetic appearance, Fang Zheng swallowed this sentence again.

Feng Qing's interest was really coming. She urged Fang Zheng to change his clothes, tidy up his hair, and then brought Bu Yao from Fang Zheng to urge Fang Zheng to go out.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I met Zheng Jiaxian who came to the door.

Zheng Jiaxian was carrying a box of pastries in his hand.

By looking at the carving technique of the food box, you will know that the pastries here must be expensive.

"Brother Fang, Madam Fang, where are you going?" After a few days, Zheng Jiaxian seemed to have gained weight again. When he was joking, the flesh on his cheeks trembled.

For the food Zheng Jiaxian brought, Feng Qing also mentioned that it would be good for his health to eat less.

Zheng Jiaxian responded with a smile, but he couldn't control himself.

"The poetry meeting of the Zhuangyuan Building." Fang Zheng replied.

Zheng Jiaxian's eyes lit up, "Can I go with me too?"

After saying that, he raised his hand again and said, "I promise I won't drag Brother Fang down."

Zheng Jiaxian is a person who likes to be lively. Although he doesn’t like to write poetry, many of the signature dishes in Zhuangyuanlou are still good.

Fang Zheng glanced at his wife.

Feng Qing nodded, it doesn’t matter if he brings it.

Zheng Jiaxian directly handed the food box to the book boy behind him, "Take this pastry back first. If it is cold, it will taste bad. I will bring it to Mrs. Fang next time."

Then he followed Fang Zheng and Feng Qing who had already walked forward.

The Zhuangyuan Building was not close to the yard they rented. The three of them didn't walk quickly and arrived half an hour later.

At this moment, the lobby of the Zhuangyuan Building was full of students and diners.

This kind of poetry meeting is the third time I held before this year's provincial examination. This time there are more people than the previous two times. It is reported that the eldest son of a businessman in Jingzhou will also come.

When it comes to this business master, everyone knows this class of students.

The eldest son of the merchant stayed in Kyoto a few years ago. The college entrance examination caused a sensation in Kyoto. Even the emperor even mentioned a few words during the morning court, saying that this son is limitless in the future.

Originally, this Master Shang was just a legend in the minds of this Jingzhou student, but two years ago, the merchant moved to Jingzhou, and the Master Shang participated in the examination in Jingzhou.

Master Shang is only twenty-three this year. It was when he was young and promising. The students were already sure that even if this master Shang could not get the top scorer, then Jie Yuan from the Jingzhou provincial examination would be his.

The students were so excited that they could invite Mr. Shang to the poetry meeting that their faces were flushed.

Feng Qing looked at the students who lost their gentlemanly style and two words appeared in his mind, "Fan Brother".

Isn’t this like the expressions of ordinary students in later generations looking at the God of Learning?

When the three of them arrived, there was no room in the lobby. Before Fang Zheng could speak, Zheng Jiaxian volunteered to speak, "Brother Fang, Madam Fang, you can wait here first, I'll come."

Not long after entering and when he came out again, Zheng Jiaxian had already occupied a table.

"There are too many people today, so I have to sit with me for my husband, Brother Fang," Zheng Jiaxian said with a smile.

"Thank you." Fang Zheng nodded.

Although Fang Zheng did not do business, some principles were understood. Since Zheng Jiaxian had an idea in his mind, Fang Zheng no longer gave him advice on his knowledge, but instead occasionally mentioned the rules of business behavior.

Every time Fang Zheng spoke, Zheng Jiaxian didn't understand it very much at first, and when he savored it, he felt like he had a treasure.

This also made Zheng Jiaxian admire Fang Zheng more and more.

Zheng Jiaxian led the way, Fang Zheng half-held Feng Qing and then walked in.

Because Fang Zheng and Feng Qing both had good looks, the appearance of the two made the students around them vaguely trance for a while. The students looked at Fang Zheng with a faint look, and they thought to themselves, could this be Mr. Shang?

Fang Zheng's body slightly sideways, blocking the view of his wife. As soon as the two sat down, someone among the students near the door said, "Young Master Shang is here."

The students stretched their necks and looked at the door.

Even Zheng Jiaxian stood up, raised his chin, half-squinted his eyes, and looked out.

Although Mr. Shang is a noble young man, he has a handsome appearance and a grave heart, he smiles when standing in front of others, which makes people feel like spring breeze and respects him more and more.

Of course, there are exceptions among these people.

Zheng Jiaxian withdrew his gaze and poured a cup of tea for Fang Zheng. When he was about to pick up the cup in front of Feng Qing, Fang Zheng reached out to stop him. Fang Zheng took the teapot from Zheng Jiaxian's hand, poured a cup for his wife, and tried the temperature. He felt it was just right, so he pushed the cup in front of Feng Qing.

Seeing Feng Qing finish drinking the tea in the cup, Fang Zheng poured another cup for her, and then approached Zheng Jiaxian.

"I'll do it, I'll do it, don't bother Brother Fang." Zheng Jiaxian was not flattered, but was frightened.

Fang Zheng did not force it and returned the teapot to Zheng Jiaxian.

After drinking three cups in one breath, Zheng Jiaxian touched his chin and said, "It's far less than Brother Fang."

Because he was not so interested in studying, Zheng Jiaxian was not as impulsive as other students when he saw Mr. Shang. He was much calmer, so he naturally looked at people more. In Zheng Jiaxian's opinion, although Mr. Shang looked like a noble son, Brother Fang was not bad either. Besides, he was not blind. Mr. Shang's noble son was accumulated by money, while Brother Fang's noble son was emitted from his bones.

Different, still different.

When it comes to knowledge, Zheng Jiaxian has never seen Mr. Shang’s ability, but he knows Fang Zheng’s ability.

Brother Fang’s only disadvantage is that he is too low-key.

Fang Zheng, who was touted for a while, had no discomfort. Feng Qing, who was beside him, gave Zheng Jiaxian a thumbs up and laughed in a low voice, "Young Master Zheng has vision."

The Shang Master entered the restaurant, and the fun continued to spread to the corner where Fang Zheng and the other two sat.

"I saw Master Shang today. It turned out that the rumors were far less handsome than Master Shang. If you are lucky enough to get Master Shang's guidance today, we would not be able to win the provincial examination this year." Four students sat at the table next to Fang Zheng and the other two, one of them said with a red face.

The other nodded in agreement, "Yes, I heard that Mr. Shang is not only handsome, free and easy, but also kind to others. As long as there are people who come forward to ask for advice, he will know everything."

The third person stood up and was eager to try, "I might as well go forward and ask for advice."

It is something that many students dream of being able to get the advice of Mr. Shang. Students who used to claim to be humble and gentlemen are now squeezing forward without any image like an aunt who is scrambling for vegetables in a small market.
To be continued...