The Prodigal Son's Happy Life - Chapter 54

[Chapter 54: General Zhonglang]

: General Zhonglang of the Yulin Guard Zuo.

Fang Xiu returned to the yard with a dazed look on his face.

After finally being reborn as a dandy, he just wanted to live a comfortable life and never thought of joining the wave of building feudalism.

Back in the proofreading field, I could only give random answers. In the previous life, some middle school students who were just learning history could pick them up at their fingertips. How could they get the first place in the proofreading?

Fang Xiu was in a heavy heart. He was inexplicably dismissed from his official position and was unhappy. However,

other people in the Fang Mansion did not think so.

Bai Xiaochun was standing guard outside the main hall. He was the first to get the news, and he still hasn’t calmed down until now.

General, general!

The master has been fighting for so many years before he becomes a general, but the young master has become a general before he even reaches the crown!

Of course, he didn’t know that Fang Xiu’s General Zuo Zhonglang and An Pingbo’s General Dingyuan were completely different concepts.

One is an important town general who commands tens of thousands of troops and guards one side. There are only nine of them in the vast Chu.

As for General Zhonglang, there are thirty-six of the sixteen guards in the capital alone.

The average son of an honorable nobleman, as long as he is not too good-for-nothing, can reach the position of a lieutenant general in his lifetime.

As for taking a step further and becoming a true general, it is only possible by achieving military merit.

His young master became a general, and the entire Fang Mansion, from the chief manager, Yang Guanshi, to the gatekeepers, all felt a sense of pride.

The entire Fang Mansion was filled with a joyful atmosphere as if it were celebrating the New Year.

Everywhere you go, you can hear the sounds of whispered exchanges.

Fang Xiu walked into the yard, waved to Bai Xiaochun, feeling a little depressed, and said, “Leave me alone.”

“It’s all gone, it’s all gone.”

Bai Xiaochun had been serving Fang Xiu since he was a child, and he could tell at a glance that the young master was I was in a bad mood and shouted a few times to the people surrounding the door.

After a while, he secretly looked at Fang Xiu with an incomprehensible expression.

The young master has been granted an official title by the emperor. This is a great thing.

But looking at him like this, it looked like he had been robbed of money.

Could it be that the young master thinks his official position is too small?

Not only was the young master not imprisoned in the sky prison, but he was also made a general. Xiu’er was very happy.

But seeing that the young master seemed unhappy, he didn’t say anything, but he felt happy in his heart.

The young master has become a general, then won’t Xiu’er become the general’s maid?

Not knowing what she thought of, Xiu’er’s pretty face turned red, and she looked at Fang Xiu with even more admiration.

After everyone left, the courtyard became quiet.

Fang Xiu was lost for a long time, and suddenly an indignant expression appeared on his face, and he said angrily: “The dog emperor, you framed me!”

He first ordered himself to participate in the review, and then ordered himself to participate in the imperial examination.

This is the first time in the world that I have heard of someone taking both the civil and martial arts exams at the same time. Isn’t this a frame-up? What is it?

Although I don’t know what the purpose of the Dog Emperor is, one thing is certain that

he will never think about this kind of life of eating and waiting to die again!

In Chunfeng Tower, Fang Xiu was sitting at the table, drinking wine alone, thinking about how to get rid of the post of Zhonglang General.

Being passive, taking bribes, and bending the law for personal gain?

If doing so would allow him to be stripped of his official position and continue to live and die, that would be a good idea.

But if he goes to jail for this and brings down the whole family of Fang Mansion, it won’t be worth it.

“Master, your wine is ready.”

Just as Fang Xiu was racking his brains and thinking hard, a voice came.

Looking up, it was Lu Si, holding a bottle of beautifully carved spirits, walking over.

Fang Xiu said casually: “Let it go.”

“Yes, young master.”

After Lu Si left, Fang Xiu looked at the pot of wine on the table, and his heart suddenly became even more depressed.

This dog emperor has dug such a big hole for himself, and in the end, he has to give him drinks, so where can he reason with him?

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. Fang Xiu picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

“Drinking alone?”

At this moment, a pleasant voice suddenly came from my ears.

Xia Yixue stood in front of him, staring at him with a pair of beautiful but cold eyes.

A glass of strong wine went down his throat, and Fang Xiu became slightly tipsy. He looked up at Xia Yixue, his eyes a little blurry.

He only had two encounters with this Xia Da head catcher, and the process was not very pleasant.

Even though he had never dated her, he had heard about Xia Yixue’s temperament.

It is impossible for him to come to drink with a playboy whom he has never met for no reason.

There must be something going on.

But he is no longer the prodigal son of Fang Da before, but a general of the Yulin Guards, and he is not worried that she will do anything detrimental to him.

Therefore, he just said lazily: “Together?”

After hearing such a frivolous tone, Xia Yixue rarely got angry, but said calmly: “No.”

Seeing this, Fang Xiu immediately understood.

This cold-faced head catcher seems to have something to ask of himself.

It’s a pity that it’s really difficult for a person with such a temperament to do such a thing.

Fang Xiu smiled brightly, took a sip of wine, and said, “Tell me what it is.”

Seeing this, Xia Yixue no longer pretended to be polite. In fact, she didn’t know what to do at all.

Hearing what Fang Xiu said, he felt a lot more relaxed. He said straight to the point: “Someone asked me to bring the last three volumes of “The

Romance of the West Chamber” with me.” Fang Xiu looked at him and asked: “What does “The Romance of the West Chamber” have to do with me? You Why are you here looking for a book?”

Xia Yixue looked at Fang Xiu expressionlessly: “Do you know “The Romance of the West Chamber”?”

Fang Xiu was startled.

Yes, “The Romance of the West Chamber” does not exist in this world. Apart from Xiu’er and Bai Xiaochun in the mansion, the only person who knows about it is Zhao Yan.

But Zhao Yan already had a manuscript written by herself, so there was no need to ask anyone for a manuscript.

Where did Xia Yixue know “The Romance of the West Chamber”?

Xia Yixue looked at Fang Xiu, and Fang Xiu looked at Xia Yixue. The two pairs of eyes stared at each other for a long time.

Fang Xiu had a look of helplessness on his face, spread his hands, and said, “The only manuscript is not in my hands. I will be going to the palace to take up a post in a few days. I don’t have time to write any more. I’m afraid I will disappoint you. “

Xia Yixue didn’t answer, just looked at him.

The look in her eyes made people feel uncomfortable.

Moreover…

the two previous times that he was able to escape were both indispensable to this Xia Da head catcher.

Fang Xiu thought for a moment, stood up, and said, “If you don’t mind, just wait here until I finish writing.”

“Okay.”

Xia Yixue nodded lightly, with no apparent expression.

Fang Xiu looked at her and thought to himself.

Unexpectedly, Xia Yixue looked as cold as ice and seemed to be indifferent to the world, but in private she was so passionate about the love between her children.

There is a study room in the backyard of Chunfeng Building, which is prepared for students who will go to Beijing to prepare for the exam in the next autumn.

The four treasures of the study are all available inside.

Fang Xiu approached the study, sat down at the table in the room, said no more, picked up his pen and started writing the last three volumes of “The West Chamber”.

Xia Yixue was just watching Fang Xiu write quietly. Somehow, she smelled a strong aroma of wine and couldn’t help but take a sip.

By the time Fang Xiu finished writing, it was already two hours later.

Before I could rub my sore wrist, I looked back and saw Xia Yixue lying on the table in the study room, already asleep

(End of Chapter)