Chapter 1712 Life Is Bleak, Just Do It if You Don't Accept It

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Yu Qian was sick, his face was flushed, and the doctor was decocting medicine. It was because he saw that Yu Qian's family had no money, and worried that Yu Qian's wife, Mrs. Dong, would miss the time of taking care of the child, so he personally guarded the bedside decoction.

"Let me tell you about you. Many people outside know that you, Yu Qian, like to go to the countryside, but I have seen too many people like you, old man. I don't know how to curry favor with Shangguan. I probably have no future in the future. Hey! If it weren't for you That’s right, how could this old man go to get the medicine and come back to make it for you!”

The doctor muttered, looking at Yu Qian's face on the bed from time to time.

"It's burning badly, hey! Hurry up! Otherwise, what should I do if I become a fool?"

In front of Langzhong was a small clay stove, he was fanning it with a palm-leaf fan, and he had forgotten about gentle fire and fierce fire...

"I... I can't die!"

Yu Qian said dizzily, and then lay powerlessly on the bed, feeling dizzy and sore all over.

There was a sound of footsteps, and Yu Qian thought it was his wife, so he gasped and said, "Don't worry, tell Mian'er not to come in..."

"worry about what?"

Fang Xing pushed the door open and came in. Seeing Yu Qian's appearance, he shook his head and said, "Your health is already very good. Is it because you can't stand the blow? Or are you feeling disheartened?"

"Uncle..."

Yu Qian raised his head when he heard the sound, was shocked, and struggled to get up.

"Lie down!"

Fang Xing frowned and said, seeing Langzhong sitting on the small bench blankly, he forgot to fan the fire, so he said, "Pay attention to your medicine!"

Yu Qian forced himself to sit up, his wife Dong came in and quickly took a cotton jacket and put it on him.

"father."

Yu Qian Xunsheng saw his son Yu Mian at the door, and said anxiously: "Take Mian'er out quickly, quickly!"

This was when he was living in Fangjiazhuang, he had read some books written by Fang Xing, and knew that many diseases were contagious, and children were most likely to be infected because of their weak resistance.

After Mrs. Dong took the child out, Yu Qian said shamelessly, "I'm sorry to bother uncle to see."

At this time, the doctor had cooked the medicine and put it in a bowl and sent it over, but his hand was shaking all the time. He glanced at Fang Xing, then quickly bowed his head.

Yu Qian's hands were also trembling, he took the bowl and said: "Thank you, please go back, after waiting, Yu will go to thank you."

The doctor stole another glance at Fang Xing, and hurried away, forgetting the money for the medicine.

"You are almost out of shape, why is that?"

Fang Xing sat on the edge of the small clay stove, stretching out his hands to roast on the charcoal fire, very comfortable.

Yu Qian drank the decoction slowly, not knowing whether it was the bitterness of the decoction or the bitterness in his heart, he said slowly: "I thought hard work would yield results, but in the end I was disappointed and lost my composure. I have read books for so many years in vain, nourishing my spirit." There is no kung fu at all... Seeing that person ascend the position, I just feel that my chest is not flat, I can't bear it if I don't have an attack, I can't bear the heart-piercing torment..."

Fang Xing rubbed his dry palms, and said lightly, "Efforts may not necessarily yield results, will you still work hard?"

Yu Qian drank the soup slowly, thinking. With a dizzy head, he finally said: "I'm not reconciled, seeing his complacent appearance, I am not reconciled, I always feel that the world is extremely unfair..."

Fang Xing nodded, "Only those who are not reconciled can achieve great things. Okay, I will help you!"

"Uncle!"

Yu Qian shouted tremblingly, Fang Xing got up, frowned and said: "Drink the medicine."

Yu Qian finished drinking the medicine with his head up, completely ignoring the slow foaming in his mouth, and said, "Uncle, I can do it!"

"Then do you know where you lost?"

Fang Xing took out a money bag from his pocket and threw it on the bed, saying, "You're a petty official, you don't think I'm bribing you, do you? Take it."

Yu Qian ignored the money bag, and he said bitterly: "I lost in my connections, without connections, no amount of effort will be in vain."

"Before today, you were considered a stunned young man, but now you are considered enlightened. I don't know whether it is good or bad."

Fang Xing said: "Don't become a philistine,

That would throw me off. Also, you didn't see the deeper things, for example, someone wants to take the opportunity to suppress you and provoke your general judgment. "

"Master Chen?"

"Yes, I'm leaving, you have a good life."

"Master Chen?"

Fang Xing left, Yu Qian was thinking about the key points inside.

"Could it be that Uncle asked Mr. Chen to look after me? No wonder I'm often not in the yamen and no one is holding me accountable...but this kindness...why does Uncle treat me so well?"

"Husband, uncle's servants have brought a lot of food and charcoal, as well as cotton and cloth, what should we do?"

Mrs. Dong came in and asked with a sad face.

Yu Qian figured out the cause and effect, and suddenly became enlightened, and said: "My uncle's house is not short of this. I used to live in my uncle's house for a long time for my husband. If I put it aside now, it would be ungrateful. Take it, and I will take it slowly in the future." return."

But he didn't know that Fang Xing helped him because he would turn the tide in the future. If it weren't for his perseverance, Daming might be a copy of the Southern Song Dynasty, and he would just live in the south.

And his tragedy was also buried at that time: after the relationship between the king's brothers was broken, he still didn't care, and he still patted his chest to make sure.

He didn't take advantage of Zhu Qiyu's fear to refuse Yingzong's return, and he guaranteed that Zhu Qiyu's throne would be as stable as Mount Tai.

This is a man!

A man overwhelmed by a dark power struggle!

Fang Xing stood outside Yu Qian's house, looking at the quiet alley, and murmured: "You are Yu Shaobao! Life is bleak, if you don't accept it, do it! Okay! Let's do it!"

...

When Chen Jiahui arrived at the Ministry of Officials, Jian Yi received him no matter how busy he was.

"What is Master Chen doing here?"

Jian Yi knew that he was Fang Xing's person, and it was impossible for him to run for office, so he was a little impatient.

Chen Jiahui cupped his hands and said: "My lord, I would like to ask you to approve the selection of officials in Shuntian Mansion."

"Um?"

Jian Yi just hummed in doubt, and vented his dissatisfaction.

Does my majestic Minister of the Ministry of Officials still have to manage the candidates for the purpose of officials? You're such a disgrace to Harley.

Chen Jiahui said: "Master Jian, there are emotional disadvantages in this matter!"

Worry about this kind of shit!

Yi Yi sighed and said: "Then you can go to your Lord Liao, the official department is not the office of referees, you have found the wrong place. Go back."

Chen Jiahui got up and said loudly: "The Prime Minister Feng Ping is unfair, and I refuse to accept it! Thank you, Mr. Jian, and I will leave!"

Jian Yi was stunned, and after Chen Jiahui went out, he sneered and said, "You actually used me to beat Feng Ping, do you think I'm a fool?"

Chen Jiahui's voice was loud just now, people outside must have heard it.

If they hear it, it means that the official circles in the capital will hear it soon.

If it is said that the place where the gossip is the fastest in Ming Dynasty, it must be the officials. The sense of accomplishment of revealing the strange things that others didn't know made them happy to spread the big and small things everywhere, and even the military and state affairs in the future. As a result, they spread to the grassland after several times, causing serious consequences.

And Chen Jiahui's move is undoubtedly to take this matter on himself, and directly confront Shangguan Feng Ping.

"Are you daring to follow Fang Xing? It's ridiculous!"

"My lord, Xing and Bo went to Shuntian Mansion."

Jian Yi was despising Chen Jiahui's low-level methods, but his gossip party brought news that made him unhappy.

"Is he going to stand up for Chen Jiahui? You really are magnanimous!"

...

Liao Chang, the Governor of Shuntian Mansion, got up in the morning and heard birds singing in the yard. He thought it was a good omen, but when he came to the mansion, his right eyelid was twitching, which made him a little confused about the ominous, so when he arrived at the mansion, he asked Don't bother yourself.

So after hearing the friction between Chen Jiahui and Feng Ping, he just waved his hands in disgust, and then continued to stare blankly at the incense burner on the table.

There were three sticks of incense burning in the censer, and the incense head was burning, and Liao Chang also stared at it without blinking his eyes as much as possible.

As long as he blinked no more than ninety-nine times before the three sticks of incense were extinguished, the omen would disappear.

This is a method Liao Chang learned from a wandering monk. It is said that it can eliminate karma.

People who knew what he was used to would not bother him at this time, so when he heard footsteps, and they were hurried footsteps, Liao Chang became angry.

"Get out!"

In Shuntian Mansion Liao Chang is the sky, so his anger came directly and violently.

The footsteps stopped outside the door, and just as Liao Chang was staring at the incense again, anxious voices came from outside.

"My lord, Xinghe Bo is here."

"Get out...who?"

Liao Chang blinked his eyes and asked, he blinked at least ten times at this moment, and finally he failed.

"Ben Bo Fang wakes up, is it inconvenient for Master Liao?"

"Convenient! Convenient!"

After hearing this voice, Liao Chang quickly pulled out the three half-burned incense sticks, inserted them into the incense burner upside down, and opened the door.

"I met Xing Hebo."

Fang Xing smelled the incense, he frowned and went in, and saw the smoking incense burner at a glance.

"May I ask Xing and Bolai what's going on?"

Liao Chang left the door open, and asked someone to make tea.

"Feng Ping is your man?"

Fang Xing immediately sat down and asked.

"Feng Ping?"

Liao Chang's brain was fully activated immediately, and he was thinking of the words 'Feng Ping is your man'.

its not right! Could it be that today's bad omen should be here?

Liao Chang made a decision in an instant, and said with a smile: "Uncle Xinghe, the people in Shuntian Mansion are all His Majesty's people."

What he said was so level that Fang Xing couldn't help but nod his head.

But in the blink of an eye, Fang Xing said murderously: "Then I want to ask Mr. Liao to have a trial, how about it?"