Chapter 1871: Fishermen's Pride

Stay up late for a few days, fall asleep at 3 am every day, just to satisfy everyone today, continue!

 …

Qin Hong covered her small mouth and looked at Fang Xing in disbelief.

The women were a little surprised. In their impression, the Xing Hebo in front of them could be regarded as a gentle and refined character with both civil and military skills.

Even though Fang Xing scolded Xu Min just now, he didn't yell at him. He didn't expect him to be so vulgar in the end.

But looking at Fang Xing's calm demeanor, and thinking about his foul language just now, the women felt that it couldn't be more appropriate.

This is swaying freely!

Xu Jingchang slapped the table and shouted: "Well said! It's better to rub eggs at home if you are not bloody! Come on, do it!"

Several people were slightly drunk, Zhang Fu suddenly sighed: "Master Quan resigned today, and he is even planning to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival on the road."

Xu Jingchang hiccupped and said in disbelief, "What is he in a hurry for?"

Zhang Fu said indifferently: "Probably because I don't want to stay for a moment."

Zhu Yong drank too much, he said with a smile: "Lao Quan is a good man, His Majesty wanted to keep him as a memorial archway, but in the end he couldn't keep him, so he sent people to Xuzhou to build a filial son's memorial archway there. The merit has been fulfilled."

Fang Xing got up abruptly, cupped his hands and said: "Today is the end of the day, thank you Ding Guogong for your hospitality, thank you eldest brother and Cheng Guogong for your company, I will host a banquet at home to return the invitation."

The three of them were stunned, then nodded in unison, watching Fang Xing go away accompanied by his servants.

Seeing Qin Hong's disappointed expression, Xu Jingchang smiled and said, "That's the one who loves his wife and children, don't think too much about it."

Qin Hong bowed her head hastily to conceal her gaffe.

Zhu Yong asked: "Brother Wenbi, what does Xinghebo mean?"

Everyone came out to drink and have fun together, and left first for no reason. This is a big faux pas!

Zhang Fu shook his head, and then said: "Dehua and Mr. Quan have worked together in Jinling for a while, and they probably want to go and have a look."

"So much affection?"

Xu Jingchang said in surprise, for him, love and affection are not necessary.

But the one who values ​​friendship is the good man!

The women couldn't help feeling sad, feeling that they had no fate with such a good man.

 ….

Fang Xing came all the way to Quan Mansion, and saw the door was open, and some men and women in ragged clothes were waiting.

"These are all unnecessary things, you can take them as you like."

A few servants brought out a lot of things, and those men and women fought for a while, and then the front door was empty, only a piece of waste paper on the ground blown by the autumn wind.

The waste paper flew all the way to Fang Xing's body, the handwriting on it was vivid.

"Who are you looking for?"

A servant poked his head out and asked.

Fang Xing picked up the piece of paper and looked at the content on it, it turned out to be an article. He asked, "Is Master Quan here?"

The servant shook his head and said, "My lord has said that no one will be seen today, even when His Majesty comes down."

...

Back home, Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai are preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow, and the two children are also at home because the academy is on vacation today.

Seeing Fang Xing came back, Tudou, who was being pestered by Wuyou to climb a tree, was amnestied and said, "Father, I have to do my homework."

Fang Xing nodded and asked, "How about safety?"

"Ping An followed to settle accounts."

After Tudou finished speaking, he ran away, Wuyou walked up to Fang Xing slowly, frowned and said, "Father, brothers don't play with me."

Fang Xing led her into the room, and said, "I'm busy today, and I'll be fine tomorrow."

Children of Tudou and Ping An's age have no patience to play with children younger than themselves. They always feel that Wuyou is more childish and boring.

"Wait for a few years without worrying and then follow the study, okay?"

Fang Xing felt that it was necessary to set up a small school at home to teach Wuyou.

Thinking of this, he thought of Fang Wu and Daidai. Daidai is a woman who is now regarded as a "female Confucian scholar" in Zhuangzi, and enlightenment is easy.

Then Wuyou begged Fang Xing to take her to play, and finally the two went to the back garden,

After searching everywhere, he actually got two bird eggs, and finally Fang Xing put them back, saying that next year there will be birds that will fly out.

...

The next day, Fang woke up before dawn, and only said that he had something to do and would come back later.

Fang woke up and saw Wuyou when he got out of the bedroom. Unexpectedly, Wuyou got up early, sitting on a small bench, dozing off and waiting.

Fang Xing shook his head and went over to hug her.

"father……"

Wuyou opened his eyes in a daze, and when he saw Fang Xing, he closed his eyes again, put his face on his shoulder and continued to sleep.

Fang Xing carried Wuyou all the way onto the war horse, then wrapped her in a cloak, and headed for the city.

...

Quan's mansion was in a hurry at the moment, two carriages were pulled out, followed by Quan Jin who was supported by his children and grandchildren. As for the servants, except for the two who came from their hometown, the others were all dismissed by Quan Jin with money .

Quan Jin stood outside the mansion, just glanced at the mansion, then turned around and asked someone to help him into the carriage, closed his eyes, and said, "Let's go."

The carriage slipped away, and the door of the mansion behind him was closed immediately.

This will be the residence of another official, and traces of the Quan family will gradually disappear.

Walking through the city all the way, some of the children and grandchildren raised the curtain of the car and greedily looked at the charm of the capital. They knew that they would probably never come back in this life.

Quan Jin didn't care about these things, what he required of his children was righteousness and filial piety, if there were any of these, this person would be no different.

"Grandfather, grandson wants to eat potstickers."

At this time, someone was setting up a stall on the left side of the front to sell pot stickers, and the scent wafted over, suppressing the morning mist.

Quan Jin nodded and was helped out of the car.

"Father, His Majesty sent someone to see him off, why did you leave early?"

Quan Jin glanced at his son, and said: "Your Majesty often said that you should welcome and send off, and that being a father and an official for many years is of no benefit to the country, so why bother."

When they got to the side of the stall, there was already a father and daughter sitting, and two big men were standing beside them, looking like guards. While eating pot stickers, they watched the pedestrians vigilantly. When they saw Quan Jin, one of them said, "Master, it's Mr. Quan."

Fang Xing, who had his back to the street, got up and turned around when he heard the words, cupped his hands and said, "My lord is really going to leave early. Fortunately, Fang didn't miss it. Come on, how about Fang treating a guest to a meal of potstickers today? I think it's not the place to pay bribes. Ha ha ha ha!"

Quan Jin was stunned for a moment, then nodded, came to sit down, and said, "Xinghe Bo has a heart."

Fang Xing called for pot stickers, and asked for porridge to be served.

In the early morning of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the heat of the porridge dissipated faintly.

Wuyou finished eating quickly, then leaned on Fang Xing's lap and watched the passers-by, whispering what she thought were strange things in a low voice from time to time.

Quan Jin looked at this scene with cloudy old eyes, and said with a smile: "This old man is going here because he wants to live a life like Xing and Uncle, entertain his grandchildren, be free in the forest, teach the children in his spare time, write something, and then just leave it at that. go back."

Fang Xing took a sip of the porridge and saw one of Quan Jin's grandsons looking at him curiously, so he nodded and said with a smile: "Wang Jinggong had a hard time back then and left sadly, and then the former Song Dynasty was overthrown. Mr. Quan, Daming can't learn from the former Song Dynasty. "

Quan Jin looked at the grandson with a frown, and then smiled tolerantly, which surprised the grandson who rarely saw such a kind smile from Quan Jin.

"After all, there are too many disputes. The former Song Dynasty died not because of Wang Jinggong, but because of party disputes."

Fang Xing hesitated for a moment, and said: "It is said that it is a party struggle... well, Mr. Quan, you are about to return to your hometown, so you should know less about such troublesome things, or you may be restless!"

Quan Jin nodded in disappointment, stood up with difficulty and said, "Thank you Xing and Bo for seeing me off, and I'm taking my leave."

Fang Xing got up and held Wuyou, and then sent Quan Jin's family out of the city all the way. The two of them hand in hand, and then the curtain of the car fell, and then Quan Jin's old voice came from the car.

"The scenery is different in autumn, and the geese in Hengyang go without paying attention. There are sounds from all sides, thousands of peaks, long smoke and sunset, and the lonely city is closed..."

This is Fan Zhongyan's Yu Jiaao, Fang Xing stood outside the city holding Wuyou, watching the convoy slowly leave.

A flock of wild geese flying in the shape of a herringbone flew across the sky, and a solitary cry came from afar.

"...A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, and Yan Ran is not reined in. There is nothing to do. The ground is covered with frost, people can't sleep, and the general's white hair is crying for his husband's tears."

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