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Chapter 22: Turning the Face


Fang Xing didn't say anything, which made several men a little unhappy, and the man in the Confucian shirt closed the folding fan and said with some annoyance: "Where is classmate Ma?"

Ay!

What about you?

” Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black, how many successful students can be produced in this environment?

Fang Xing felt a little sad, after the Ming Dynasty, he relied on these people to rule, so wouldn't it be a matter of time before the game was over?

Since ancient times, except for the Qin Dynasty, almost all dynasties in China have been imperial power and do not go to the countryside.

And it is these so-called squires who control and manage those villages.

They had a great reputation, so they could easily gain the upper hand in the struggle with the common people, and finally gathered the acres of land at the bottom into their own hands, which eventually led to a large number of landless farmers renting their land for cultivation.

And the most important thing is that they sit on all kinds of means of production that accumulate wealth, but they do not pay taxes in a blatant manner.

The Ming Dynasty was actually destroyed in their hands!

Fang Xing shook his head, turned around and walked inside.

"Young Master!"

Xin Laoqi wanted to ask Fang Xing how to deal with these students.

Fang Xing waved his hand and said without stopping: "Get out!"

” Nima!

This door-to-door relationship also shows a sense of superiority, and a bunch of people read books and read until they only know the stupid lack of the Four Books and the Five Classics and money!

"Bold!"

The man in the Confucian shirt said angrily: "Believe it or not, if I hand a two-finger-wide strip in, I can ruin your family!"

” Fang Xing laughed when he heard this, he saw Ma Suzheng rushing over with an angry face, and said with a smile: "You have read a belly full of sage books, have you learned this?"

” "The family is ruined!"

Fang Xing stood with his hands in his hands, feeling that he had seen through the fog of history.

"Get out of here!

Don't dirty my ground!

” Fang Xing left, making those few scholars tremble with anger and leave.

"Fanatic!"

"Brothers, don't be excellent, there is someone in the younger brother!"

"Classmate Ma, you came just in time, this is your family just now?

You have to discipline one or two well!

” Family here does not refer to relatives, but to slaves in general.

The man in the Confucian shirt showed a decent smile and said, "Classmate Ma, I will come to congratulate you today, but Brother Fool is here to remind you of some matters......

With a look of heart, the man in the Confucian shirt said as a senior: "Classmate Ma, we are talents, and from now on, we should focus on cultivation and study, but we must also discipline our family members!"

Otherwise, it's not easy for the great grandmaster to explain, you listen to me, there was such a talent the year before last......"

Ma Su made a straight face, waved his hand to interrupt his words, slammed Fang Xing's back to the ground, and then got up and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, my Ma Su is just a middle-aged person, if it weren't for the teacher's teaching, how could I be here today!"

” In an instant, the expressions of several men were sluggish, and the man in the half-paid shirt pointed to Fang Xing, who had entered the inner courtyard, and asked, "Classmate Ma, you said that it was your ......"

"It's my mentor!"

Ma Su frowned and looked at these people and said.

"Whew!"

This answer is too shocking, because Fang Xing likes to wear clothes freely, so he has always been comfortable and comfortable in Zhuangzi, which makes it difficult for outsiders to identify his identity.

The man in the Confucian shirt knew that he and the others had offended people miserably today, so he hurriedly remedied: "Classmate Ma, Zhang Jiao of the county school is waiting for you!"

” This seems to be very irrelevant, and it also has the meaning of reminding Ma Su, but secretly he is questioning Fang Xing's identity.

I warn you, don't be fooled by your mentor.

At this time, scholars pay attention to a teacher, and after you become an official, these relationships are a network that connects everyone, and a big net that can protect and help each other.

There's no way you, Ma Su, don't want this net for the sake of a rural villager, right?

The man in the Confucian shirt felt that he was really too wise, and there were several layers of meaning implied in one sentence, and he believed that with Ma Su's intelligence, he would definitely make the best choice.

Ma Su said: "Thank you, as for Sect Zhang, I will naturally go tomorrow." ” These words were a bit expulsive, which made several men a little unconvinced, and the man with gray temples asked, "Classmate Ma, dare to ask who the respected teacher is?"

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” This is to make a bottom, if Fang Xing is just a little-known guy, then even if he turns his face today, it will be Ma Su's to spread it.

Everyone came to congratulate you, and then found that this 'teacher' was a little strange, so they reminded you, but you didn't appreciate it!

Ma Su flicked his sleeves and said coldly: "The teacher's name is awake from top to bottom. ” "Fang Xing?

Who is it?

” Several of the young students were a little confused, and only the man with gray temples was recalling the somewhat familiar name.

Ma Su arched his hand and said: "Everyone, it's not a coincidence today, I'm offended!"

” After saying that, he turned around and left, which made these people uncontrollable. it!

You Ma Su actually said that he would turn his face, he really thought he was a genius!

As for Fang Xing, who is that?

"Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that we are not here at the right time today!

If you want to please the master's family, what are you waiting for?

” Someone who is not angry suggests that everyone flash immediately.

The man in the Confucian shirt felt a little regretful in his heart, remembering Fang Xing's somewhat stupid performance just now, he sneered: "Let's go, Huifeng Building, I'm in for a treat today!"

” Xin Laoqi was afraid of offending the scholar and causing trouble to Fang Xing just now, so he had been putting up with it, and after knowing Fang Xing's attitude at this time, of course he would not be polite.

"A bunch of stupid people who read and read, get out of here!

Don't delay me in rinsing the floor. ” Nima!

Is this dirty where we stood?

It's really unbearable!

Just when a few shows were about to spray, the man in the Confucian shirt saw Xin Laoqi pulling out half of the Tang knife with a malicious face, and he was immediately a spirit.

The half of the blade reflected the sharp mans in the sunlight, making people believe that the cliff was a good knife.

The man in the Confucian shirt didn't dare to bet on Xin Laoqi's next move, so he had to take people away with hatred.

The group scolded and walked through the gate, watching the farmers form a circle outside, while the daughters-in-law were cooking, and it was very lively.

"Country horseman!

I don't know what to say!

” "When we get back to the city, let's go to Zhang Jiaoyu first!"

This is to give Ma Su eye medicine.

The group walked out of Fangjiazhuang, and several carriages were waiting.

Just as everyone was about to get into the car, the man with gray temples suddenly shouted, "It's broken!

” "What's broken?"

The middle-aged man slapped his thigh, his face showing annoyance: "That Fang Xing is the senior I am waiting for!"

” "What senior?

You're not dizzy, are you?

” The man in the Confucian shirt already had some city government, but he couldn't stand the repeated humiliation, so he shouted with a cold face.

"Hurry up and get in the car, let's enter the city as soon as possible!"

"It stinks here!

Let's go!

” No one wanted to stay here to blow the wind, but everyone saw that the middle-aged man's face was getting more and more ugly.

"That young man was lifted back then!"

"Back then, he had a reputation as a genius in my Beiping Mansion, and he was famous for a while!"

"If it weren't for Fang Hong's gradual loss of official status and his involvement, I would have come to congratulate him on his high school jinshi at this time!"