Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 527 I Was Finally Beaten By My Son

Fan Laoshi, the stubborn old man, finally thought it through, and agreed to build Huarong Jianguo County Marquis' Mansion and remove Dingyuan General's Mansion.

There are benefits from the imperial court, no need, there is a bag on the head.

The system of not being allowed to have another nationality has both advantages and disadvantages.

At least, after entering the Hou Mansion, the main house should belong to Fan Zheng, and Fan Zheng and Du Shengxia should have the final say on major and minor matters.

Although with Du Shengxia's temperament, she wouldn't be so vicious, but the priority must be changed.

This is not only the problem that Fan Zheng's family will face, but also the entanglement of many new and old families.

After dealing with it and recognizing your own position, everyone is happy;
One accident, the whole family was in a turmoil, and outsiders saw the joke for no reason.

"If you have nothing to do, teach Fan Baili martial arts. Mrs. Tai of this county will take Fan Mingqian to relieve the pressure on the two of them. Don't let people see the jokes of this house."

Yuan Luan lightly twisted Fan Laoshi's ear, but did not exert force, Fan Laoshi still grinned.

"Yes, Mrs. Juntai ordered, how dare a mere general Dingyuan refuse to obey?"

Fan Mingqian ran over, gently pulled Yuan Luan's hand away, and pouted to blow Ye Ye's ears.

A Niang taught me that it doesn't hurt anymore.

Fan Laoshi smiled and hugged Fan Mingqian, narrowing his eyes: "It's my second grandson who loves me so much."

However, a general rule is that Dalang's physical fitness is stronger than that of Erlang, and only Fan Baili can take over Fan Laoshi's mantle.

One article, one military, one internal and one external, is the consensus reached by Fan Zheng's family.

Fan Baili held the short stick and performed the tricks taught by Fan Laoshi in a decent manner.

The same is playing with sticks, Li Zhengyi taught him to be upright, and Fan Laoshi taught him to be tricky and vicious.

The eyes, throat, heart, waist, and crotch are all key targets of attack and actual combat skills.

Fan Laoshi's tricks are not important, what is important is to attack these targets from all angles, focusing on the intention but not the shape, which is especially suitable for Fan Baili who is not strong enough.

With Fan Baili's current ability, he can't integrate the two skills into one, and he just practiced each for a period of time.

"My brother has to work hard to study essays. In the future, when my brother has something to do, I will need my brother's help."

After Fan Baili finished speaking, a golden rooster appeared, which made Fan Mingqian giggle.

With the lessons learned from Fang Xue, although Fan Baili's arrogance has not diminished, he acts much more calmly.

At least, it won't be taken lightly.

Fan Zheng was in the corner of the veranda, gritting his teeth and holding a pen, writing his name over and over again.

As a senior member of the third rank, the chances of inscribing forms, documents, and endorsing papers are greatly increased. Fan Zheng himself does not like those poor handwriting.

Yuan Luan poked his heart there: "Hey, why did you go to study and only practice calligraphy now. Good grandson, don't imitate you, Aye, you have to practice calligraphy seriously since childhood, you know?"

With this degree of poking heart, it is confirmed that it is biological.

Fan Mingqian approached Fan Zheng with a smile, muttering "practice calligraphy".

Fan Zheng became very playful, and wrote on Fan Mingqian's cheek, three swipes to the left and three swipes to the right.

Du Shengxia suppressed her smile, and took out a bronze mirror for Fan Mingqian to look at: "Look, Erlang, who is this little cat?"

Fan Mingqian looked at his painted face, grinned, stretched out his hand to wipe it, his face was dark, and he cried ugly.

Yuan Luan slapped Fan Zheng on the shoulder with half-truth and half-fake: "This Aye is actually playing tricks on my grandson, he deserves to be slapped!"

Wei Junzi quickly brought a basin of warm water, washed Fan Mingqian's face with bath beans, wiped his face with a sweat towel, and asked Fan Mingqian to look in the mirror again to calm him down.

Fan Zheng sneered, how could he know that Erlang loves cleanliness so much?

Noisy to noisy, Fan Mingqian still likes to join Fan Zheng's side and watch him write carefully.

Yuan Luan couldn't stand it anymore, and ordered someone to set up a small table and chairs, with pens, ink, papers and inkstones ready, and asked Fan Baili, who had just put away his posture, to teach his younger brother to write, so as not to be spoiled by Fan Zheng's bad handwriting.

Fan Zheng smiled wryly.

There is no way, he is born with shortcomings, and even if he writes "disagree with the same character" every day, he can't correct it. Even Fan Baili's regular script is better than himself.

Thinking about it carefully, Fan Zheng felt relieved, and Brother Q still thought "I was finally beaten by my son", and I was really beaten in the face by my son.

Lu Jiasheng brought Wu Mazhu, the bamboo supervisor, into the brand-new Hou Mansion, and didn't even mention the bad-tasting autumn bamboo shoots and dried bamboo shoots.

It's not that Wumazhu crossed the river and demolished the bridge, but the stele of the Detachment of Women's Army was more prosperous, and the bamboo shoots that could be sold were sold early, and even Wumazhu didn't have anything to eat.

"Is the flow of people still that big?"

As soon as the snacks were pushed and the tea was served, Fan Zheng was slightly surprised.

Wu Mazhu grabbed a handful of snacks, said with a chuckle, "Last year, the flow of people decreased, and the eunuch Shaoqing Chai Erlang brought a group of scholars from the local area, and insisted on propping up this place."

Fan Zheng, Si Zhujian, and Tai Chi Palace came here for profit, but Chai Lingwu's intentions were more sincere, and his filial piety brought him fame.

Hundreds of people go sightseeing every day, which is enough to maintain the normal operation of the Sizhujian. Therefore, the Sizhujian has paid back the Dunhuafang and Taiji Palace at the beginning of the year, and the next step is pure profit.

"It's a little embarrassing that the wide sale of dried and fresh bamboo shoots and bamboo weaving and the large supply of Dunhua Zhifang bamboo are more or less in conflict with each other."

Wumazhu's eyes were full of embarrassment.

Lu Jiasheng turned his face in an instant: "Sizhu Supervisor is using people for food and not doing human affairs! Why, Dunhuafang is useless, can it be discarded like a pair of shoes?"

Fan Zheng waved his hand to stop the irritable Lu Jiasheng, ate a snack, and slowly considered the pros and cons.

"It's all right, the Bamboo Supervisor will no longer need to supply bamboo to Dunhuafang from next year, and will ensure the needs of the palace, the imperial court and tourists."

Fan Zheng waved his hand lightly, and Wumazhu heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, even though Shangguan is on the rise, he is still willing to listen to the grievances of the people below.

If Fan Zheng insisted on him guaranteeing the supply of bamboo, Wumazhu really didn't know what to do, and he would be too busy to care about his back.

Lu Jiasheng became anxious and yelled, "Even if you don't care about earning Wei Qu's money, you still have to guarantee the students' papers?"

Fan Zheng tapped the voucher: "It's okay, Zhulin Pass in Shangluo County, Shangzhou, the bamboo forest is dense, you can go to Dongshi to negotiate with Shangzhou merchants."

Lu Jiasheng grumbled reluctantly: "Sizhujian transported here, it's a hundred and twenty miles away. Zhulin Guan is here, it's more than four hundred miles away."

Wumazhu felt guilty when he heard that.

But they didn't know that all the words Lu Jiasheng said were for him, and the purpose was to ask Supervisor Si Zhu to accept his love.

Fan Zheng and Lu Jiasheng have already analyzed the source of bamboo, and it is impossible to rely on Sizhu Supervisor forever, after all, it is the government's yamen!
Otherwise, why did Fan Zheng open his mouth to talk about Zhulin Pass, and how did Lu Jiasheng know that it was four hundred miles away?
As for the distance, there is actually not much difference. After all, the price offered by Dunhua Paper Factory is the CIF price.

The biggest problem in cooperating with Sizhu Supervisor is that Dunhua Paper Factory cannot lower the price by a penny, so as not to be criticized by others.

Therefore, the price offered by Dunhua Paper Factory is slightly higher, and merchants in Shangzhou can still make a profit even if they traffic bamboo from Zhulin Pass.

In fact, merchants from Shangluo County had already come to Dunhuafang to communicate. Although they did not take away the business from Sizhujian for a while, they had already laid the foundation for changing the source of goods.

People without thought, he must worry about.

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