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Zhang Xian looked at the luxurious Jingwu Gate and wondered if he had gone to the wrong place. Can a small businessman who killed pigs be so rich? Judging from the land in this yard, it seems that it is not smaller than that of the Yan Shishi Mansion.

Zhang Xian was originally disdainful to see a little businessman who killed a pig, but unexpectedly, when he stayed in the Yan Mansion, he heard those people becoming more and more distorted. Zhang Xian showed his reputation with his lyrics, and Fang Yu, who killed a pig, also became famous with his lyrics. Naturally, everyone wanted to put them together to comment, but it was a comment on the left and right. What Zhang Xian said was simply a shame for a literati, and he was not as good as a pig slaughter.

The more Zhang Xian thought about it, the more angry he became. He thought that you guys would talk nonsense. When I found the pig slaughter and looked at it in front of you, I was better than me than pig slaughter, or you were better than pig slaughter.

Zhang Xian was angry and gritted his teeth and left Yan Shu's mansion alone, looking for Hefang Street all the way.

Now that the Fang family has money, the yard has naturally expanded a lot, and several servants have also been used to fill the storefront.

Zhang Xian reported his name to the door and waited in front of the door.

Fang Yu knew that there was Zhang Xian like this in history, not only because of his name, but also because of this guy's ability in xx. According to records, when he was in his 80s, he also made several girls of sixteen or seventeen who were playing with the clouds and rain, and boasted about how he was still old in front of the younger generation Su Shi and others, so that Su Shi was envious and wrote poems to record this matter, which was a model of romantic Song Dynasty.

Regarding this kind of super stallion, Fang Yu felt that he had no common language with him, and he felt that he would not have any interaction with him. Unexpectedly, this person came to him.

Of course, Fang Yu didn't have any disgust towards Zhang Xian, so he came out to take a look at this historical celebrity who was also a bit famous.

Fang Yu was looking at Zhang Xian, wondering what this young client brother came to do to him.

Zhang Xian was also looking at Fang Yu, surprised that the pig-killer was so handsome and calm, with the vulgar expression of a little businessman who was not inferior. Zhang Xian was a little puzzled, was this the pig-killer he was looking for?

Fang Yu was not happy to see this one. It was nothing else to see others like this. He, Zhang Xian, a famous prostitute in history, looked at people like this. Well, I heard that there were many romantic scholars in the Song Dynasty not only raised beauties at home, but also raised young husbands. This guy also had that kind of disgusting hobby.

Fang Yu stepped forward and bowed, "I wonder what happened to Mr. Zhang from the humble house to find Fang?"

"Are you the little pig-killing businessman Fang Yu?" Zhang Xian asked.

Zhang Xian said this very rudely. Fang Yu thought to himself, so what about me who killed pigs? You, a big prostitute, asked people in this tone, do you think you are superior? In the past, Fang Yu would leave when he encountered such a situation. Now Fang Yu is becoming more ordinary and does not go too far in his work. He said with a sarcastic look in his words: "I am a pig-killing businessman. Is it because Zhang Daguan came here so elegantly just to see if Fang is a pig-killer?"

Zhang Xian was born in a wealthy family and was talented since childhood. He always regarded himself as superior. However, now facing this pig slaughter, he can't get taller. First of all, Fang Yu was taller than him. Once again, Fang Yu killed countless people. The murderous aura emitted when he was unhappy was also very impatient. There was still the unconscious calmness of looking at the world with cold eyes.

Zhang Xian unnaturally withdrew his gaze, and felt a little restrained. He thought again, was this a pig slaughter? He didn't feel such oppressive in front of Lord Yan Shu. Zhang Xian's voice turned lower and said, "I'm here because I heard that you have a lot of attainments in writing lyrics, so I want to discuss it with you."

This is quite polite, but Fang Yu has no attainment in writing lyrics. If you really want to discuss it, don’t make a fool of yourself. Fang Yu naturally refused and said, “I am a pig killer, so how can I know how to write lyrics? I am afraid that Master Zhang has misunderstood.”

Fang Yu said this calmly. Zhang Xian really misunderstood. He only said that Fang Yu was speaking modestly. Zhang Xian thought to himself that this man looked calm and had a masterful demeanor, but for some reason he was willing to be a pig slaughter. Could it be that he was a legendary hermit hidden in the city? But at such a young age, how could he have such an idea of ​​seeing through the world and fame and fortune?

The more Zhang Xian thought about it, the less he didn't understand it, but he didn't dare to look down on Fang Yu anymore. No matter how arrogant he was, he was targeting ordinary people. No matter how stupid he was to be, he was still instinctively restrained his arrogance and bowed his hand and said, "I just offended Zhang, so I would like to forgive Master Fang. I heard of the praise from the other official from the outside world, and I came to visit him. I wonder if Master Fang would talk to Zhang."

Fang Yu didn't like Zhang Xian's attitude of being arrogant and respectful at the beginning. He wanted to refuse, but Gongsun Ce, who was beside him, turned his eyes to him and signaled that Fang Yu would make friends. Since Gongsun Ce also became a shareholder of the Great Song Xian Liquor Breakfast, he has become a little sincere in his work for Fang Yu. Money is a good thing. It's just for money to seek official positions for thousands of miles. Gongsun Ce has ideals and passion, but he can't do it for his ideals and passion, just for his passion. He wants money to respect his parents, and raise children. Even when it comes to exchanges between relatives and friends, he wants money to greet him.

Fang Yu was so generous to him, Gongsun Ce, and he could not lose his conscience and not think about Fang Yu. Therefore, Gongsun Ce really hoped that Fang Yu could do something, rather than sinking into the market like he is now. Gongsun Ce, the name Zhang Xian, has also heard of. If Fang Yu wants to have a good background, he must have to interact with such a literati.

Gongsun Ce winked at Fang Yu. Fang Yu pondered for a moment before saying to Zhang Xian: "Brother Zhang shouldn't have refused, but Fang is really a rough man. Yu has no experience in lyrics. Showing up in front of famous lyrics like Brother Zhang is really a generous smile."

The more Fang Yu said this, the more Zhang Xian recognized Fang Yu as a humble word. What's more, Fang Yu praised him in his words, which made Zhang Xian very happy. He thought that although this person was a pig-killing identity, he had a much nobler character than those self-proclaimed talented guys. He remembered that he was here to ask Fang Yu to go to the Yan Mansion. This person seemed very talented and he should be able to get in touch with him. If he asked him to go to the Yan Mansion this time, he might be able to humiliate those bastards. He wanted to see what words those guys could fill out, and he could compare with this pig-killer.

Zhang Xian pondered for a moment and said, "What Brother Fang said is too modest. There is a party at the Yan Xueshou Mansion today. Why don't Brother Fang go with Brother Wei? Let everyone see Brother Fang's talent? Brother Fang, if you don't tell me about you, how can you be too fame and fortune? Let your whole body be buried here? It's a pity."

Fang Yu called him a brother in a polite way, but Zhang Xian hit the snake and rode with the stick. He called his brother affectionately, and did not bother me. It was Zhang Xian who was suppressed by Fang Yu's momentum. He was already a little impressed by Fang Yu, and he recognized that Fang Yu was as talented as himself, and he became interested in making friends.

Fang Yu smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking, if you go to that kind of place, do you want to pirate other people's poems by yourself? Fang Yu glanced at Gongsun Ce. Gongsun Ce originally hoped that Fang Yu would become famous all over the world earlier. He nodded slightly to Fang Yu. Fang Yu thought helplessly, "Oh, just steal it." Without a big name, you can't let the people under his command follow him wholeheartedly."

Fang Yu nodded and said, "Since Brother Zhang said that, let's prepare some gifts for me."

Gongsun Ce looked at Fang Yu's somewhat helpless expression with a smile, thinking that everything was good for his boss, but he was too unmotivated.

Zhang Xian was originally confused by Fang Yu's calm expression. He only thought that it would take some verbal words to move. He had prepared some words in his heart. Unexpectedly, Fang Yu agreed casually, which made Zhang Xian stunned for a moment, thinking, could I have read the wrong person?

Zhang Xian looked at Fang Yu's back who had turned around and felt as firm as a mountain. Zhang Xian couldn't help but sigh again. It was indeed the style of a great hermit. Look at the walking posture of others, they have a mountain of mind, and are steadfast and not moved by external things. They are a real master. Today I am worth this trip.

Gongsun Ce smiled and introduced Zhang Xian into the living room.

two

Liu Yong alone was very bored when he heard the gossip of those people. He turned around and found that the one who had disappeared at some point in the past was probably very shameless and didn't know where he had been hiding.

Liu Yong has long become a habit for others to belittle himself. He is a person without fame and fortune, and his family is not as rich as Zhang Xian. Naturally, there are many people who look down on him. If he is coldly seen, his heart will become numb. Looking at his ugly face that keeps chattering, Liu Yong also sneered in his heart. You are just relying on your family background. What are your abilities? You are just a group of self-righteous pigs. Isn't it great to have a test of fame? When I don't know how your fame came from, you are still proud and don't know how the word "shame" is written.

Liu Yong thought indignantly and turned around and went elsewhere. He felt that calculating with these individuals was really a low quality.

Liu Yong walked around in Yan's mansion alone and came to the back garden without realizing it. Several children were playing in the garden. On the other side, there were about a dozen tough men protecting a teenager in the teenage pavilion. The boy sat on a stone bench with an embroidered mat and looked at the children playing in the distance, with some loneliness that young people should not have.

When Liu Yong approached, the men all looked at Liu Yong with caution, pressing their hands on the hilt of the knife, as if they would draw their swords at him at any time.

Liu Yong frowned. He knew several children of Yan Shu. He had never seen this young man before. He probably wouldn't be Yan Shu's child. Liu Yong looked at it again and thought that the wealthy young man was this. He actually brought these tough bodyguards by his side. He didn't know what his relationship with Lord Yan Shu was. It would be better to avoid it.

Liu Yong followed the old road back. At this time, Yan Shu and Fan Zhongyan had already talked about the friendship between teachers and students and walked out together.

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