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Chapter 85: Hou Fangyu Visits Gao Hongtu


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Hou Fangyu was unwilling.

Why on earth would his bright future be ruined just because of a policy essay?

He is still young, and his father is also getting older and stronger.

He cannot live his life like a wild crane.

Through his efforts, he finally got on the hook of Gao Hongtu, Minister of Industry.

Although Gao Hongtu cannot be regarded as a faction of the Donglin Party, he is incompatible with the Eunuch Party.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend, this is the only principle that Hou Fangyu believes in.

In addition, his father had a good personal relationship with Gao Hongtu during the Chongzhen Dynasty, which made him determined to visit this political boss.

Hou Fangyu straightened his clothes in front of the bronze mirror, applied some powder on his face, and then walked out with satisfaction.

After crossing the Wende Bridge, walking along the bank of the Qinhuai River to Xufu Street, bypassing the Zhongshan Palace and worshiping a stick of incense in Chengen Temple, Hou Fangyu felt a little calmer.

He is now in Nancheng, and Gao Hongtu's house is a generation away from Dashiqiao in Zhongcheng, which is quite a distance away.

Hou Fangyu thought about it for a while and decided to go on foot.

This was not because he could not afford to sit in the sedan chair.

With his status as the leader of the society and a romantic talent in the south of the Yangtze River, there were countless close friends who took the initiative to send him money.

It was with this money that he was able to buy the small house in Wuyi Lane.

But Hou Fangyu didn't want to be too ostentatious, lest he arouse jealousy and mischief from villains.

As the saying goes, if a wall falls, everyone will push it; if a drum breaks, thousands of people will beat it.

The Hou family is now at its lowest point, and there are countless people who want to see jokes or even add insult to injury.

Hou Fangyu will never let these people get their way.

Fortunately, Hou Dacaizi's legs were pretty good and he arrived at Gaofu in the north of Dashiqiao before it got completely dark.

The so-called seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door.

Gao Hongtu is now the minister of the Ministry of Industry.

Although he is not the prime minister, he is not much different.

Hou Fangyu shook his robes and strode towards the door.

After knocking twice, a man with a round figure and a shiny face opened the door.

Hou Fangyu took the initiative to pay homage to the name card and said in a harmonious voice: "I would like to see the noble scholar in my late life.

Please give me a pass."

Hou Fangyu The doorman glanced at the name card and saw that the famous romantic talent Hou Fangyu was paying homage to his master.

The contempt in his heart faded a little, and he cleared his throat and said, "Master, please wait for a moment while Rong goes to report."

"One sound."

Hou Fangyu simply closed his eyes and rested his mind, silently reciting the prepared words in his heart.

After about half a stick of incense, the doorman left and returned, calling softly: "Master Hou, please come with me."

Hou Fangyu nodded slightly, carefully crossed the threshold, and followed the door.

How long has it been since his father was imprisoned for questioning?

How long has it been since he entered such a high-class compound?

Things in officialdom are sometimes so realistic, and the tea is already cold before the person leaves.

Hou Fangyu thought of the cold eyes he received when he was running for his father, and sighed deeply in his heart.

Although my father does not have an official position now, at least he is no longer a criminal, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

Hou Fangyu followed Menzi through the courtyard and came to a moon gate.

The doorman said respectfully: "Master Hou, after entering this door, you will find the back house.

If it is inconvenient for you to go there, please help yourself, Master Hou."

Hou Fangyu nodded lightly, took out some broken silver from his wallet and handed it to the man, saying, "This is Hou's thoughtfulness, I hope you will accept it."

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When the gate officer saw the silver, he immediately smiled and grabbed it.

"Master, please excuse me."

Hou Fangyu shook his robe again, took a deep breath, and then walked through the Moon Gate with his head held high.

As soon as you enter the courtyard, you first see a screen wall, then you go around a corridor, and at the end there is a rockery, with winding water flowing through it, and converging into a crystal clear pond.

Hou Fangyu walked along the stone bridge to the pavilion in the center of the pond.

He saw an old man in dark blue clothes holding a scroll and reading.

He concluded that this person was Gao Hongtu.

In fact, he had a relationship with Gao Hongtu, but it was ten years ago.

At that time, Hou Fangyu was just a sixteen-year-old scholar.

He followed his father and a group of big shots in the court to get together at an anthology, and they had a glimpse of him.

Gao Hongtu glanced at it.

Now that ten years have passed, his impression of Gao Hongtu has long been blurred.

But looking at the leisurely and contented look of the man in the pavilion, who else could it be if he wasn't Gao Hongtu?

Hou Fangyu came forward, bowed his head to the bottom, and said respectfully: "My nephew Hou Fangyu pays homage to Shibo."

He did not call Gao Hongtu Gao Shangshu or Da Sikong, but called him Shi Bo, just to get as close as possible.

After all, he had something to ask for, and it would not be easy to achieve what he wanted if it was a matter of business.

But doing so comes with certain risks.

If Gao Hongtu didn't sell his face and directly lost his face, Hou Fangyu would probably be ashamed and run away in a panic.

But Hou Fangyu wanted to bet that Gao Hongtu would not humiliate him.

"My nephew is here, please sit down."

Gao Hongtu nodded a little and said in harmony.

Hou Fangyu said quickly: "My nephew doesn't dare."

"Hey, why are you kid so estranged from me?

If you don't want to just sit down, just go with me."

Gao Hongtu stood up and walked out, with Hou Fangyu following closely behind him.

"After all, I'm here to see you this time, but it's for strict matters."

Hou Fangyu's heart thumped, thinking that Gao Shangshu really got straight to the point and spoke quickly.

He uttered all the words he had prepared: "Shibo, my father has never received an order from the imperial court to revive his country since he came to Nandu from Shenjing.

He has nowhere to show his enthusiasm for serving the country.

He frowns every day and doesn't think about food or tea. .

My nephew is really heartbroken when he sees this.

I hope that Uncle Shi can remember his past colleagues and recommend him to the court to fulfill the family's determination to serve the country. " Hou Fangyu's words are extremely beautiful.

He starts from family affection, adds to it with the affection of colleagues, and finally ends with the feeling of serving the country.

It is so watertight that no one can find a single fault.

After finishing speaking, Hou Fangyu waited quietly for Gao Hongtu's reply.

Of course he knew that Gao Hongtu would not agree to this kind of thing easily, but as long as Gao Hongtu showed his willingness to recommend, Hou Fangyu could continue with his prepared remarks.

After a while, Gao Hongtu sighed: "I'm afraid I can't control Ling Yan's matters."

Hou Fangyu's brain exploded and he was a little confused.

What makes even Gao Hongtu feel powerless?

He is the official minister of the Ministry of Industry.

If even he can't do it, who else in this court has this ability?

Seeing Hou Fangyu's devastated look, Gao Hongtu consoled him: "My dear nephew, do you know why there was no response from the court after Ling Yan came to Nandu?

This is His Majesty's intention."

Your Majesty's intention Hou Fangyu was even more confused now.

Today, I deliberately keep my father cold.

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