Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Fang Jifan still looked complacent, and smiled slightly: "Really, you really don't want this silver? No, my young master threw this silver to the beggars on the street. It seems that you don't want to cure that consumptive ghost. "

When this tuberculosis ghost said three words, he actually felt vicious himself.

But the three scholars looked at each other in blank dismay at this time.

Obviously, the classmate named Wang Zheng, if he doesn't get medical treatment, the illness will prolong, and he may not survive.

The three of them exchanged glances tacitly. Although their faces were sullen and unbearable to be humiliated, in the end, the leader of a scholar finally softened. His face was ashen, and his eyes flashed with pain. Reluctantly kneeling down, he saluted Fang Jifan mercilessly: "Student Ouyang Zhi, courtesy name Boren, I greet...bye...bye...my teacher."

When he looked up, his eye sockets were already red, as if tears were about to burst out.

In order to save their classmates, this is the only way to do it. This is not only an insult, but most importantly, scholars pay attention to the status of rulers and ministers, father and son, teachers and students, etc., and now they want to save people. However, to worship such a vicious person as Fang Jifan as a teacher, God knows how much trouble it will cause in the future.

After Ouyang Zhi bowed down, the other two scholars also bowed down with tears in their eyes, and one said: "Student Jiang Chen, styled Zi Chuan, please...see your mentor, and ask him to give you some money to... treat Brother Wang Zheng, please. He... no matter how late..." As he spoke, his throat seemed to be blocked, and only weeping was left.

"Student Liu Wenshan, styled Yuanyou, pay homage to my mentor."

When the spectators saw Fang Jifan falling into trouble like this, they felt sympathy for these three scholars.

It's just that Fang Jifan got used to being misunderstood long ago, but he just smiled coldly, threw two ingots of silver in front of Ouyang Zhi, and said casually: "I'll give you this silver. It's really boring. Just kneel." He said haha, but he was relieved.

It is not easy for a prodigal son to be a good person and do good deeds.

Ouyang Zhi accepted the money in humiliation, stood up, and bowed to Fang Jifan again, looking very solemn, it seemed that in their hearts, the relationship between teachers and students was not as simple as just bowing, he said: "But I don't know Gao's name in Enfu, so that students can know that in the future... if students are lucky enough to be able to go to high school, they will surely serve Enfu in the future."

Fang Jifan put his hands behind his back, and was surprised by his words. Immediately, Fang Jifan suddenly realized that in this era, the most immoral thing for a courtier is to be unfaithful to the king; the most shameful thing for a son is to be unfilial; What I am afraid of is being accused of being disrespectful to my teacher.

The relationship between teachers and students is like a monarch and minister, father and son.

Fang Jifan smiled, squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "My name is Fang Jifan..."

"..."

The scene was embarrassing for a while, the onlookers, who were still full of anger just now, paused obviously, and then...then...

It was as if a gust of wind had blown by, but with a whoosh, in the blink of an eye, all the spectators who had been on the third floor and the third floor just now ran away completely as if Liu Xiang had possessed him.

Do you want to be so exaggerated, is this the Olympic 100-meter hurdles?

Fang Jifan's complexion is very ugly, can't it be that his reputation is really so bad?

As for Ouyang Zhi and the others, they also looked like they had been struck by lightning. The three of them suddenly felt their legs go limp again, probably wishing to hammer their own hearts. There was a buzzing in their minds, and they immediately thought of a sentence——Qing I am a beautiful woman, but I am a thief.

snapped.

But the shopkeeper of the inn had quick eyesight and quick hands, like a god, he got into the shop as fast as lightning, and then shut the door tightly with a bang.

On the street, only the wind is left, and the wind sweeps the fallen leaves, rustling.

On the contrary...on this cold street, someone still gave Fang Jifan a little face, a girl with braids stayed behind, looking at Fang Jifan with wide eyes with a crisp look.

Fang Jifan finally had some comfort in his heart. Adults are not sensible, but children know good and bad, and know that Fang Jifan is not blindly doing evil.

He squatted down, his heart was full of warmth, he looked at the little girl, even with the dry snot on her face, he thought it was cute, Fang Jifan gently pinched her face, and said softly: "Hi, little girl. "

Unexpectedly, while the little girl was trembling, she suddenly spat on Fang Jifan, and the spittle spilled on Fang Jifan's handsome face. After completing this feat, the little girl was trembling with fright, but she was still full of air , said crisply: "I... I'm not afraid of you!"

"..."

"Get out!" Deng Jian yelled at the little girl eagerly to protect the Lord.

The little girl burst into tears immediately, covered her face and ran away as if flying.

The three of Ouyang Zhi stood there dumbfounded. They were mentally prepared the moment before their apprenticeship, but they never expected that this person was——Fang Jifan...

Fang Jifan...that guy only stayed in Beijing for half a month, and then I heard that he watched the woman wash her penis, specially lured the dog to the latrine with cooked meat, and then kicked it down for fun. Not to mention Tian, ​​there are countless other rumors.

But Fang Jifan smiled at them, but no matter how breezy the smile, in their eyes, it was more terrifying than the glaring King Kong.

Fang Jifan said: "Okay, take the money and go to save your classmates, and... three days later, come to the teacher's residence, the township examination is coming, as a teacher

I have to give you a good supplementary lesson..."

As soon as these words came out, Ouyang Zhi almost vomited blood, and his face suddenly became paler.

Remedial lessons...

The prodigal son of the Fang family... Ah, no, the mentor actually wants to give us extra lessons!

This time, they had already delayed their studies, and they had no hope in the local examination. If they asked this 'mentor' to make up lessons, they might not pass the examination in their entire life.

The three of them were extremely sad in their hearts, but they wanted to cry but had no tears.

But Fang Jifan didn't say anything, turned around with Deng Jian very coolly, and drifted away.

It feels so good to do good deeds.

Fang Jifan felt that he was full of strength now. These three apprentices were not bad, but after three days, would they come to the door? Maybe they got the money, packed their bags, and ran away.

Give it a try.

If they really come to the door, it means that these three people regard the relationship between teachers and students higher than the sky, and the help I have given them is worthwhile.

The provincial examination in Beizhili...it is now the eleventh year of Hongzhi, and the test questions are recorded in the government annals of Beijing...if the right medicine is given, based on their talents, they should be very promising.

The most regrettable thing about Fang Jifan is that he knew all the examination questions during the Hongzhi period, but as a descendant of aristocrats, he was unable to take the imperial examination.

This young master, is a person with countless trump cards!

Facing the setting sun, the afterglow of the setting sun shone in Fang Jifan's eyes, this young man with an evil smile on his face, but deep in his eyes was indescribably clear.

All the way back to Fang's house briskly.

As soon as he entered the house, when the gatekeeper saw Fang Jifan coming back, he looked at Fang Jifan with a pale face and said, "Young master, you are back, at home... there are guests at home, my uncle invites you to go."

Fang Jifan put his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "What kind of guest? I won't go."

Menzi cried, "It's the British Duke."

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