Since Feng Quli returned from the Prime Minister's Mansion, he has become distraught.

A person sentenced to death in the court, a person who has no hope of promotion in this life, and a person who can never achieve fame and fortune again...

Feng Quli felt that he had become a walking zombie.

Now his house is gone, and his land is gone.

What is really about being penniless and having a clean and honest heart.

Standing on the street and looking around in a daze, Feng Quli suddenly realized that as an important official in the court, he had no place to stand.

He thought about it and decided to stay at his colleague's house for one night.

But halfway through the way, I really couldn't stand it.

I just woke up and wrote my innocence, boasted about my innocence, and then suddenly realized that I was not innocent.

The slap in the face was too fierce, and it was a slap.

No matter how thick-skinned Feng Quli is, he can't stand it anymore.

So he turned to the hotel.

There are two types of hotels now, one is called Exiled Immortal Hotel and the other is called Chunyu Hotel.

The boss behind Chunyu Hotel is Chunyu Yue, who focuses on affordable, safe, clean and tidy.

The owner of the Exiled Immortal Hotel is Huai Guzi, which focuses on luxury, high-end, comfortable and stylish.

It can be simply said that poor people generally choose Chunyu Hotel because the price is cheap and can save a lot of money.

The rich will choose the exiled immortal hotel to live better and be more face-saving.

Feng Quli naturally entered the Exiled Immortal Hotel.

Do you want him to squeeze together with those mud legs?

However, when checking in, Feng Quli encountered difficulties.

There is a rule for the Exiled Immortal Hotel to pay the money first and then check in.

But Feng Quli is now penniless.

Feng Quli said, "Can I move in first and then pay?"

The hotel staff said with regret: "No."

Feng Quli said, "I am an important official in the court. I just didn't bring any money for a while. As long as the salary is paid, I can pay back the house immediately."

When the hotel saw Feng Quliqi being so majestic, he really looked like a character. He quickly became respectful and asked, "Master, who is his name?"

Feng Quli said arrogantly: "I am the Censor."

After he finished speaking, he blushed a little because he remembered his innocence.

As soon as the fu of innocence was released, no one in Xianyang City knew the reputation of the Censor and the reputation of the slap in the face.

I hope the people in the hotel don’t know.

While Feng Quli was thinking about it, the hotel had already opened a thick book.

There are many names and photos in the book, all of which are information about the nobles and nobles in Xianyang City.

The people from the hotel took a rough look and found that Feng Quli and the information were exactly right, which should be true. So they became even more respectful: "It turned out to be the censor, who was disrespectful and disrespectful."

Feng Quli nodded with satisfaction and asked, "Can I move in now?"

The hotel person said with regret, "No."

Feng Quli: "..."

He asked with some annoyance: "Why still can't?"

The hotel person sighed and said, "You are a good teacher to learn that you can take credit as a high-ranking official. However,... the reputation of the adults is negative in the entire exiled immortal system. According to regulations, it is absolutely impossible to take credit."

Feng Quli almost got angry: "Is my credibility negative?"

If a person has no trust, he will not stand. At this time, people regard their credibility as more important than their lives. Now I heard that their credibility is actually negative, so it is no wonder that Feng Qu was so angry that he was angry.

The hotel person looked at Feng Qili with regret and said quietly: "Don't be angry, sir, actually... this is normal. The adult owed so much money from Shangjun Villa before. If His Majesty had not ordered, wouldn't he have to be slapped the debt?"

"I still want to borrow money now? Shangjun Villa naturally has to think about it."

Feng Quli gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, and left with his sleeves.

If you can't go to the Exiled Immortal Hotel, you can only go to Chunyu Hotel.

"It's better not to go to Huai Guzi, I have a sympathy with Huai Guzi." Feng Quli thought secretly in his heart.

He went to Chunyu Hotel.

There was no penny left, and Chunyu Hotel let him stay in.

After all, the golden signboard of the Censor is still quite valuable at Chunyu Hotel.

Feng Quli lived in a single room.

Although it is a single room here, it is actually separated by wooden boards, which is very small and not soundproof.

Feng Quli lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep at all.

He has something to worry about, so he can't sleep.

And this bed is too uncomfortable.

Feng Quli always felt uncomfortable.

Later he simply got out of bed, lifted the quilt and looked at it, and found that the bed was flat. The reason why he felt so uncomfortable was that the mattress was too thin.

"Forget it, forget it. I am no longer the original Feng Quli. The rich clothes and food are already far away from me." Feng Quli muttered silently in his heart.

He wanted to sleep in a daze.

Who knew that there was a sudden ups and downs next door, clearly thinking of his innocence.

Feng Quli woke up in an instant.

He put his ears on the wall and found that it was a man who was teaching a child to read.

This man didn't seem to understand what Qingyi meant, so he just picked up a newspaper and taught it one by one.

I heard the child say, "What is innocence?"

The man said: "Innocence means being diligent, honest, not lying, not doing bad things, and daring to do things."

The child said, "Is it like an exiled immortal?"

The man said, "That's right, just like an exiled immortal."

Feng Quli almost vomited: What the hell? Huai Guzi is diligent and honest? Do these ignorant people have any misunderstandings about Huai Guzi?

Feng Quli shook his head.

Then, he lay back again.

At this time, the sound from next door continued.

The man said, "In the future, you can't say bad things about the exiled immortal. We can eat and wear a lot, and it's all given by the exiled immortal."

The child said, "It was also given by the emperor."

The man smiled: "Yes, it was also given by the emperor. Without this wise monarch of all ages, the idea of ​​exiled immortal would not be realized."

The man sighed and said, "It's good now. Our land is gone, but we went out to do odd jobs and saved enough money soon. After we made money, we went back to buy a few acres of land and no longer had to rent other people's land to plant."

"Now the cattle industry is cheaper. With cattle, I will not be so tired of working. My old arms and legs can have a few acres of land. I will get you a few more sheep, and you will cut the grass and put the sheep, and we will see our lives getting better."

The child suddenly said, "I don't want to herd sheep."

The man said a little angry: "What? You live in this poor family, do you still want to be lazy?"

The child said: "I don't want to be lazy. I want to stay in Xianyang. I want to study and learn to read. I want to take the imperial examination."

The man exclaimed: "You still want to take the imperial examination? Let's count for eight generations, and they are all digging for food from the soil. Do you still want to take the imperial examination? "

The child said: "Even if he can't get the imperial examination, he can still learn technology. I want to be a craftsman. I don't want to go back to herd sheep, and I don't want my children to farm."

The man suddenly fell silent.

After a while, he whispered, "There must be someone who grows this place."

The child said, "But I want to be a superior person."

The man said: "Maybe the people who farm in the future will be the best. Seeing that the crops in the fields are getting higher and higher, our farmers will become rich."

The child said, "That's true."

After a discussion between father and son, the more they discuss, the brighter the future.

Feng Quli was amazed at the sound of hearing.

Although he was a censor, his ideas remained in the past.

It was still in that era of scholars, peasants, industry and commerce, and class solidification.
To be continued...