The servants were very diligent and delivered all the news they had gathered about Fengjing.
Unfortunately, the two places are too far apart, and these events have been going on for almost half a month now.
Wang Fufeng sighed softly, then suddenly heard two footsteps outside the door. He opened his eyes warily and waved away the servants.
Only when he saw Xu Mo and the Changyan brothers did he reveal a faint smile.
But after laughing for a while, he became solemn again.
"Brother Xu, Changyan, it is Fufeng who has wronged you." The frail young man, Fufeng, got up from the bed, obviously having heard about what happened at the Wen family medical clinic. "As the head of the family, Fufeng failed to strictly discipline the Wang family. Fortunately, no major mistakes were made, otherwise Fufeng would have no peace of mind."
He bowed in shame.
Xu Mo stepped forward and supported him, saying sincerely, "With the Fang family backing up the eldest branch, you can't be blamed for these things."
The head of the family is not a one-man show, and it is unrealistic to expect all members of the Wang family to listen to him, given that Wang Fufeng is a junior and it is already difficult for him to support the Wang family.
“Yes, Brother Fufeng,” Changyan also said, “We know your predicament. We came here today to discuss a solution with you.”
Wang Fufeng finally felt relieved.
He slowly sat back on the couch, his brows furrowing slightly. "The Fang family is already powerful, and they are determined to support Wang Yuyao. Without anyone to restrain her, she might be able to turn Anshui County upside down."
Criticizing Dr. Wen's medical qualifications is only one aspect; he might also tamper with patients' conditions in the future.
Xu Mo is scheduled to take the imperial examination in April; if this is disrupted...
Wang Fufeng's expression immediately turned solemn. He clenched his fists, thought for a while, and said in a deep voice, "The anniversary of my grandparents' death is approaching. I originally wanted to go to Mount Tai alone to pray for my grandfather, but now I'm afraid I'll have to bring all the younger members of the Wang family with me."
Filial piety is a very important virtue.
If it's forcibly seized, no one can withstand it.
However, it is not safe enough for Wang Fufeng to handle this matter alone. At least a proposal is needed before Wang Fufeng, as the head of the family, can agree to it.
It is known that the Wang family has one daughter in the first branch, one son in the second branch, two sons in the third branch, and two daughters in the fourth branch, for a total of six grandchildren.
After eliminating those with poor relationships or those who were not very familiar with each other, only one person remained.
After discussing the matter with his brother Xu Mo, Wang Fufeng frowned and summoned a servant. He whispered some instructions in the servant's ear, and the servant hurriedly left.
About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
A boy of about fourteen or fifteen years old stood outside the patriarch's door, wearing a clean fine cloth robe. His hands and feet were still a little chapped, as if he had just finished physical labor and hadn't caught his breath yet. He cautiously opened his mouth and said, "Patriarch, Mingyu is willing to accompany you to Mount Tai to pray for my grandfather's well-being."
It was none other than Wang Mingyu, the former playboy.
After a six-month period of depression, he gradually calmed down, took over the business and shops of the second wife's family, and even personally managed the estate of the second wife's family.
Although he no longer possessed the carefree and unrestrained demeanor of a wealthy young master, he had a strange sense of groundedness.
Feeling a pang of sympathy, Master Wang stopped pressuring his only son. The two of them worked together to run the second branch of the family business. They didn't become extremely wealthy, but they no longer relied on the public funds and were able to support themselves.
Wang Fufeng was greatly gratified that he was able to step forward.
"Give the order that all direct descendants of the Wang family go to Mount Tai in March to pray for their grandparents."
The reason for emphasizing the direct line is that the entire Wang family has only one son from a concubine in the third branch, and this son is also going to participate in the imperial examination in April.
Although Wang Fufeng disliked his half-brother Wang Haoran, he never intended to ruin his career.
However, when the news reached the third branch of the family, Third Master Wang was the first to make a fuss. "Wang Fufeng looks down on people. All the grandchildren of the Wang family went, but he didn't let Haoran go. He just doesn't want to acknowledge Haoran's identity."
Finally, it was the maidservant who reminded him, "Master, if Haoran goes to pray for blessings, how will he take the imperial examination?"
Only then did Third Master Wang awkwardly stop jumping around.
As for Wang Yuyao's dissatisfaction, it was all suppressed by the word "filial piety." No matter how hysterical she was, or how much she cursed and complained, she was still surnamed Wang and was still a girl from the Wang family.
If she wanted to marry into the Fang family safely, she had no choice but to accept her fate, dragging her broken leg behind Wang Fufeng, and reluctantly set off for Mount Tai.
This is nothing more than cutting off the fuel supply at the root of the problem.
In March, all of Wang's grandchildren left Anshui County.
Wang Fufeng, Wang Yuyao, and Wang Mingyu—these young men and women who brought shelter or protection—disappeared all at once for the first time.
Most of the men that Butler Fang brought escorted Wang Yuyao to Mount Tai, leaving only himself silently in place, as if observing something.
An eerie calm descended upon the entire Anshui County.
Aside from the Prefect occasionally strolling around the Zanhua Courtyard, kicking a table over, and sometimes taking two table legs and throwing them in front of Steward Fang, saying, "I have been keeping my promise to the Fang family."
As for whether it's done well or not, and how it's done, that's none of anyone else's business.
Butler Fang's face turned ashen, but he was helpless.
at the same time.
As March gradually drew closer to April, students from all directions flocked to the city. Some booked rooms in advance, some acclimatized to the food and climate, and others came to find out the preferences of the examiners.
This imperial examination for the title of Juren was unlike any other examination; it was the final hurdle for local officials.
Passing the provincial examination meant becoming a successful candidate in the imperial examinations, and one had to travel to the capital for the final metropolitan examination. If selected, one would rise rapidly through the ranks, like a carp leaping over the dragon gate, and would be able to stand before the emperor in the palace.
Once the final palace examination is passed, all the benefits of the imperial examination will become apparent.
The rest rely on their abilities, family connections, and networks to either crawl or gallop through the officialdom.
This demonstrates the importance of the imperial examination for successful candidates.
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