There are many students in Wenchang Pavilion, and once words are spoken, they become established facts.
Before Xu Mo could even stop them, the people around them cheered, scattered, and chatted, sharing their joy with each other.
"Young Master Fufeng wants to discuss the past and present with us."
"It's truly a rare sight; who wouldn't want to go?"
"We have to go, we have to go!"
Even though this is Lunar New Year's Eve, a day that should be a time for family reunion.
After the surrounding scholars and students dispersed, Xu Mo stopped and said solemnly, "My feud with the Fang family is not something that can be resolved in a conversation."
"Besides..." His eyes were full of worry, "You have always been frail, and now you have traveled thousands of miles, even Master Qian is tired and complaining. I'm afraid your body can't handle it."
Moreover, they had to find each of their former teachers and Prefect He to write letters.
Xu Mo didn't know how Wang Fufeng had noticed something was wrong, or how much effort he had put into it. He was only worried about his friend's health and just wanted him to be safe and sound.
He glanced at his fourth brother, who stepped forward, wanting to take his pulse.
Wang Fufeng chuckled and subtly withdrew his wrist. "It's not that weak. You're all too nervous. You'll find it's not difficult once you actually go."
"As for this matter, I must apologize to Brother Xu." The young master frowned slightly, a look of guilt appearing on his thin face. "It was my failure to keep a close eye on Wang Yuyao, allowing her to steal the envelope and escape to Fengjing, which caused all this trouble."
In theory, if the Fang family is determined to scheme, no one can guard against it.
However, it was indeed the envelope kept by Wang Fufeng, which added credibility to this carefully fabricated lie.
Xu Mo frowned slightly, as if he wanted to say something comforting.
Wang Fufeng quickly changed the subject, saying, "The purpose of this meeting is not to bring down the Fang family, but simply to chat with our many friends in Fengjing about the past and present."
After he finished speaking, without waiting for Wen Zhiyun to take his pulse or for Xu Mo to continue to dissuade him, he turned around and walked out of Wenchang Pavilion.
Wang Mingyu followed closely, like a personal bodyguard.
Xu Mo was left with a furrowed brow, but there was nothing he could do.
There are many things to do next, such as settling the teachers who have come from afar, fulfilling our duties as hosts, quickly quelling the ghostwriting incident, and guarding against the Fang family's next moves.
By the time we finished all that, it was completely dark.
Wang Fufeng lay in the room where silver charcoal had been burned, with a soft tiger-skin cushion beneath him and a thin blanket covering him. Within easy reach was a small square table with hot tea on it, the aroma of which lingered in the air.
Even though this was Xu Mo's room, after all the commotion, it felt a little unfamiliar to him.
Some people are born into nobility, and even their houses become magnificent.
“Brother Fufeng, how long has it been since we had such a leisurely chat?” Xu Mo sat on the opposite side, smoothing his wide sleeves as he poured tea.
The warm liquid, infused with a pure and sweet flavor, is undoubtedly top-quality Biluochun tea.
“Less than three years.” Wang Fufeng took the teacup, sipped it lightly, and put it down. “Time is both too fast and too slow. Lying alone in the Wang family compound, I feel like the days are never-ending, but when I suddenly come to my senses, I realize that you have all come to this point.”
The siblings were so busy and overwhelmed back then, all for the sake of Sun Yu succeeding as the governor of Anshui County.
One who becomes the top scholar in the imperial examination and takes up the official position of a sixth-rank compiler will have a bright future ahead.
One of the leading imperial merchants expanded his business more and more, earning money comparable to the entire royal family.
The latest letter mentions that a soldier who had been appointed as a commander had, with the intentional promotion of General Jiang, risen to the rank of centurion, equivalent to the captain of the third battalion.
One of them became an apprentice of the imperial physician, and his medical skills became increasingly superb, making his clinic famous.
A person of noble status, yet willing to run an ordinary workshop and shop, never forgetting their original aspirations.
The one who seemed the most ordinary was actually the most extraordinary, with a terrifyingly powerful background.
"You've shown me that whether you're of noble or not, anything is possible with hard work." He tilted his head and smiled slightly. "Nobility doesn't lead to condescension, and ordinariness doesn't make one content with mediocrity."
The class associated with one's status, and the distinction between rich and poor based on wealth, seem to have vanished in these six siblings.
This stems from their shared experiences of joy and sorrow, but even more so from their sincere and unwavering hearts.
"Your aunt told you, didn't she?" Xu Mo chuckled. "Some things were mentioned in the envelope, but not in much detail."
"What surprised me most was how energetic my aunt had become, a far cry from her previous state of hardship and despair." Wang Fufeng chuckled again. "Indeed, as long as you work hard, there is hope in life."
But all hope must be built on a sound and intact foundation.
Seeing Wang Fufeng's smile fade, Xu Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he brought up the topic from earlier in the day again, "Have you seen Doctor Wu for a pulse diagnosis in the past three years? Has he said anything about your health? Xiao Si has also taken on a new master, let him examine you."
“No need.” Wang Fufeng shook his head again and refused. “I brought a physician with me this time. Changing the doctor so abruptly would probably displease the physician. We still have to return to Anshui County.”
"Besides, look how energetic I am, I don't look weak at all."
The boy's tone was natural and sincere, and his complexion was indeed peaceful, leaving Xu Mo with no faults. Even though he felt a little uneasy, he could only suppress it.
“Brother Xu, tell me about your life these past few years.” Wang Fufeng’s eyes curved into a smile again. “My aunt only gave a general overview; I’d like to hear your detailed account.”
It is said that he was robbed of his title, that he entered the Golden Palace alone, that Jiang Sheng had a difficult time recognizing her relatives, that Zheng Ruqian snatched the lychees in a thrilling way, that Wen Zhiyun robbed the rich to help the poor, and that Chang Yan had no choice but to leave.
It discusses the situation of the powerful families in Fengjing, the weakness of the imperial family, the balancing act in the court, and the consequences of cheating in the imperial examinations.
The night was so dark, the starry sky so bright, the burning silver charcoal emitted a twisted warmth, the candlelight in the oil lamp flickered, and the tea cooled and cooled again.
Wang Fufeng had fallen into a deep sleep sometime earlier. Xu Mo had just gotten up when Wang Mingyu suddenly appeared in the room. His strong body allowed him to pick up his younger brother and place him on the bed.
"Brother Mingyu, go and rest." Xu Mo remembered that he had also traveled a long way. "I'll take care of Brother Fufeng for now."
Unexpectedly, Wang Mingyu shook his head and refused, saying, "I promised Fufeng that I would stay by his side."
Helpless, Xu Mo could only get up and go to Wen Zhiyun's room to rest.
Thankfully, my family members are scattered all over the place, otherwise we really wouldn't have enough room to live together.
And so, the teachers who had come from afar were all accommodated in the inn, and he was to show them around Fengjing the next day.
Since we've come all this way for the holidays, how can we just leave so easily?
Eating well and having fun are the basics, and it's also good to buy some local specialties to bring back to your family back home.
When someone mentioned going back to their hometown first, the rest shook their heads and refused, saying, "Since we came together, let's go together and wait for Fufeng."
"That's right, I also want to see Young Master Fufeng hold a discussion."
So what exactly is the scene like?
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