On the first day of May, the eighth year of the Xuanli reign, spring gradually faded and summer flowers bloomed.
The morning sun was cut into pieces by the dense leaves of the old banyan tree in the yard, and fell lightly to the ground. A few pieces of sunlight also passed through the window lattice and fell on Fu Xiaoguan's face.
It was a fair, pretty and slightly childish face, but the eyes were looking at the wild flowers blooming wildly outside the window. There seemed to be some weight in the gaze between the frowning brows, and a cluster of wild flowers was seen bending slightly.
This is rebirth - Fu Xiaoguan woke up two days ago and integrated the original memories of this body. Even though he felt it was extremely absurd, the living reality told him that all this was true.
“Alright…!”
"Everything is over now, and it can be considered as... relief!"
He smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth turned up, and the sharp light in his eyes disappeared, and he became as calm as a pool of autumn water. It was so deep, which was not the spirit of a sixteen-year-old silly son of a landlord.
This is also what Chunxiu finds strange.
Chunxiu felt that the young master had become a different person after waking up. The moment the young master opened his eyes, Chunxiu was forced to take three steps back by his gaze, and her heart was pounding as if it was about to jump out.
At that moment, she felt like she was falling into an ice cellar.
At that moment, she even stopped breathing.
A knife-like look slashed towards her, landed on her neck, and then disappeared.
She opened her mouth in surprise, and when she looked at Fu Xiaoguan lying on the bed, his eyes had slowly closed, as if... everything that had just happened had not happened, and she was just worried that the young master was too nervous?
Chunxiu came from the corridor holding a basin of water. The young master had recovered a little in the past two days, and his eyes no longer gave her a dagger-like feeling. However, after this incident, the young master seemed to have matured a lot, which made her feel a little strange.
This is not what she cares about. As long as the young master is safe... then everything is fine.
…
The basin was placed on the shelf. Fu Xiaoguan walked over and took the towel from the shelf.
Chunxiu was stunned for a moment, and her little mouth opened slightly, "Master... your servant..."
"I can do it myself, thank you!"
Fu Xiaoguan spoke casually, put the towel in the basin, and saw Chunxiu's little mouth opening even wider.
He smiled and wrung out the towel to wash his face.
Chunxiu's hands tightly grasped her dress. She asked nervously, "Master, is there something I did wrong?"
"It's not your problem, it's my problem... I'm not used to it yet."
Chunxiu didn't understand. She was not used to the young master's simple action, especially the word "thank you", which made her suddenly feel extremely pressured.
She has served the young master for ten years, and she is the one who takes care of his daily life. Although she won't beat or scold him if things don't go her way, she will definitely give him a cold shoulder. But today, the young master actually said thank you. What's wrong with him?
As the only son of a prominent landlord family in Linjiang City, the name Fu Xiaoguan is very famous.
Of course, it was not because of his literary talent or martial arts, but because of Young Master Fu's extravagant spending of money and his absurd indulgence in sensual pleasures.
He was an alcoholic at the age of twelve, went to a brothel at the age of thirteen, threatened to marry Fan Duoer, the most beautiful courtesan in Yihong Tower, and at the age of sixteen - just two months ago, he brought a group of friends to Linjiang Tower for a small gathering, but he did not expect the disaster to come.
Fu Xiaoguan, who was walking around Linjiang City, met Dong Shulan, the daughter of the Minister of Revenue, who was said to have come from the capital. Of course, Fu Xiaoguan didn't know that she was Dong Shulan at the time.
She was wearing a white dress and a gauze scarf, sitting quietly by the window of the Riverside Building, with a pot of tea and two cups in front of her, as if waiting for someone.
Fu Xiaoguan was drinking happily when he suddenly felt the urge to urinate, so he got up and walked out of the private room. When he turned around, he saw Dong Shulan.
This is all because of the spring breeze blowing in from the window.
Fu Xiaoguan didn't care at the time. Just when he withdrew his gaze from Dong Shulan, the spring breeze just happened to lift Dong Shulan's veil.
Fu Xiaoguan's eyes fell on that face, and he immediately forgot about the urge to urinate.
At that moment, his heartbeat accelerated, at that moment he forgot about Fan Duoer in Yihonglou, at that moment... he walked over.
"My dear lady, I want to marry you!"
Dong Shulan was shocked. She had met many young masters, but this was the first one who was so direct.
Of course, she didn't even look at Fu Xiaoguan for this. She poured a cup of tea, blew on it, took a sip, then stood up and was about to leave. However, Fu Xiaoguan stopped her and even stretched out a hand to grab her arm.
"Bang……!"
"ah……!"
“Bang…!”
Three tones.
Dong Shulan didn't look out the window. She said calmly to the guard beside her, "Investigate. If there's anything wrong, let the authorities handle it. If not... he's so reckless. Give him a lesson. Don't let anyone get killed and ruin the fun... Let's make another appointment with Master Qin, at Linjiang Academy instead."
…
Fu Xiaoguan, a bully in Linjiang, was thrown down from the second floor of Linjiang Building. As soon as Fu Xiaoguan's father, Fu Daguan, got the news, he knew that his only son had hit a wall.
As the richest man in Linjiang, Fu Daguan certainly has a wide circle of friends, but this time, Linjiang prefect Liu Zhidong did not meet him. Later, he learned the other party's identity through Liu Zhidong's aide Liu Sanye.
He immediately made three arrangements at that moment:
First, he wrote a letter and gave it to the chief steward Huang Wei, ordering him to go to the capital Jinling without stopping. There was a painted boat on the Qinhuai River in Jinling called Hongxiu Zhao.
Secondly, he took out a treasured calligraphy from the library and asked Mr. Chen, the tutor of the Fu family, to take it to Linjiang Academy and ask Mr. Qin to authenticate its authenticity.
Then he arranged for his second wife to visit the prefect's wife with jewelry and treasures from the capital.
After all this was arranged, he came alone to the tomb of the eldest lady, Fu Xiaoguan's mother, lit incense and candles, and sat quietly until dark.
In this state of anxiety, Official Fu went through the most agonizing two months of his life.
During these two months, Fu Xiaoguan was under house arrest until that night ten days ago.
It was a dark and windy night, and Mr. Fu felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart.
When the heavy rain fell, he could no longer sit still and went to Fu Xiaoguan's yard with several guards.
The banyan tree was still there, the lights in the room were dim, Chunxiu and ten guards were lying on the ground, and her son was gone.
Everyone in the Fu Mansion was sent out. Senior Official Fu sat on the threshold and gave a simple order: "If they're alive, I want to see them. If they're dead... I want to see their bodies!"
He was the only one left in the huge Fu Mansion.
"I still hurt him after all..."
…
In the second half of the night, the servants of the Fu Mansion found Fu Xiaoguan in the mountain stream behind.
After carefully examining Fu Xiaoguan's injuries, Doctor Xie sighed and said to Fu Daguan, "Unless... a miracle happens, otherwise... prepare for your funeral."
Official Fu's chubby face flushed red. He grabbed Doctor Xie's collar, lifted him up, and asked fiercely, "My son, is he dead or not?!"
“No, no, no…”
Official Fu let go, rushed to the bed, and shouted, "Get all the doctors in Linjiang City here!"
No one knows that the former Fu Xiaoguan is indeed dead, but the current Fu Xiaoguan is alive again.
Anyway, he survived.
Official Fu finally swallowed the breath that was stuck in his throat.
He went to the eldest lady's tomb again, lit incense and candles, and sat there all night.
"You said, I have never become a high-ranking official in my life, so it would be fine if my son could become a small official."
"But he...is really not good at studying."
"He dozes off during class, and gets a headache whenever he's asked to study... For him, I opened the Fufu Academy and invited famous teachers from Linjiang City. I even invited Mr. Qin from Linjiang Academy. Of course, I couldn't get Mr. Qin to teach, but I did invite Mr. Li."
"Without exception, no gentleman could stay for more than ten days. They all gave up in the end."
"Last year, I had him take the provincial examination, and he passed... It cost him five thousand taels of silver... The money isn't a big deal; it's also a mark of honor."
"I didn't intend for him to become a legal advisor in the county government. I just wanted him to have some literary influence, to have the status of a scholar, to associate with more scholars, and to wash away his vulgar habits... so that he can be in charge of this huge family business."
"For so many years, I thought that the inheritance I left him would ensure his lifelong prosperity. Although this child has committed many small evil deeds, he would never dare to do anything serious. I was relieved, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen."
"After this ordeal, I hope he can understand some things."
…
Fu Xiaoguan met his "father"
After washing up, Chunxiu came in with breakfast, followed closely by Fu Daguan, because Chunxiu said that the young master was able to get out of bed and looked... in good spirits.
Fu Xiaoguan looked at Fu Daguan with some confusion in his eyes.
Mr. Fu looked at Mr. Fu with eyes full of doting.
"Son, why are you up? Go lie down on the bed, Chunxiu will feed you."
Before Fu Xiaoguan could say anything, Fu Daguan continued, "Divine Doctor Zhang said that your injury is in your head and you need to rest... Well, there are no other major problems. Dad has been thinking about it these days. Since you are interested in Fan Duoer, Dad will redeem her, but she can only be a concubine. Before you marry, let her serve you first, how about it?"
Official Fu did not say what Doctor Zhang had said to him very carefully: If the back of the head is hit by a heavy object, it is very likely to leave sequelae, that is... becoming stupid.
It seems that there are no sequelae now, which is why Officer Fu came over in a hurry to take a look.
Fu Xiaoguan was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"...There's no rush. I'm fine, I'm just a little weak." He looked at the millet porridge on the plate that Chunxiu was holding and said with a wry smile, "Our family isn't short of money, is it?"
Official Fu was stunned. "No shortage."
"Can our life be better?" Fu Xiaoguan pointed at the millet porridge.
"Dr. Zhang said that the weak cannot be supplemented, so light food is best. It's right to listen to the doctor."
"This stuff is not nutritious. I need to eat something good, like... old hen stewed with ginseng."
Chunxiu then realized that it was all her illusion before. The young master really hasn't changed.
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