Chapter 2

On the third day, Fang woke up and got out of bed with Xiaobai's help.

Xiaobai didn't have a name. She was sold into Fang's house at the age of six. When she was ten, she met the big change in Fang's house. At that time, because Fang woke up in a coma and the buyer of Fang's house was in a hurry, Fang Jielun, the housekeeper, was in charge. Anyone willing to leave could be given a deed of identity.

Xiaobai has no home and doesn't want to go, so she follows this Chuang Tzu and continues to serve Fang Xing.

"Young master, be careful." Xiaobai stood behind Fang Xing, holding her falsely, and her young face was full of worry.

Fang Xing waved his hand, held a osmanthus tree, looked at the boundless land in front, and suddenly shouted, "we are also the landlord!"

More than 300 mu of land was in the early summer. The farmers worked in the fields regardless of men and women, and the unattended children were brought to the edge of the field and let them play.

The osmanthus tree was very big, blocking the hot sun shooting at Fang Xing. He looked at the scene with great interest until he was awakened by a news.

"Young master, don't you... Go and see the little lady of Zhang Jia?" Xiaobai came to hold Fang Xing, bit his lower lip and said these words with some hesitation.

"Little lady Zhang?" Fang woke up dizzy, turned back and scolded, "didn't that little lady quit her marriage with me? Why are you looking for her? Do you want me to lose face, young master!"

Xiaobai's face was full of fear. He wanted to kneel down and wake up to hold her. Because his body didn't fully recover, he was almost taken down. He frowned and said, "what are you doing? Get up and have something to say."

"Yes, young master." Xiaobai straightened up, pointed to the three huts in the north and said, "young master, after you and Zhang withdrew, the little lady of Zhang fell out with her family. She asked to drive out of the house and followed us here and lived there all the time."

Feudal ethics killed people! If you don't wake up, the little lady will be destroyed all her life!

"Let's go and help me to have a look." Fang Xing, a rookie in love, couldn't restrain his excitement and wanted to see Zhang Shuhui who was deeply in love with him.

It's not far away. It's also for security reasons. A single woman living in such a place might have been harmed if she hadn't been taken care of.

Xiaobai helped Fang wake up to the door. Fang woke up with a dry cough, but he didn't know what to say, so he winked at Xiaobai.

Feudal society is really good! Something can be solved with one look.

Xiaobai whispered, "little lady, little lady, my young master is coming."

The news that Fang woke up has been spread by Fang Jielun as a tool to maintain stability.

Think about it, there are so many people in a Chuang Tzu, but the master has been dementia for three years. After a long time, it is inevitable that people will float.

There was no movement in the room. Just when Xiaobai wanted to raise his voice and shout, a clear voice came out, "Xiao Lang Jun, please wait a moment."

The sound is like a spring in the mountains and a lark in the forest, which makes Fang Xing intoxicated.

Xiaobai came up to Fang Xing's ear and said, "the little lady has to dress up, otherwise it would be too impolite."

Fang Xing turned a deaf ear and just wanted to see what the girl who followed her wholeheartedly was like.

When he was young, a slight footstep sounded. Fang woke up and stared at the door until a girl bowed her head and came out.

Zhang Shuhui was wearing a Ru skirt with only a wooden hairpin inserted into her thick hair. Although she lowered her head, she woke up and saw her long eyelashes and a upturned and small nose

She has a good figure and delicate skin. Fang Xing secretly took a mouthful of saliva and bowed, "little lady, it's hard."

Zhang Shuhui's eyelashes trembled gently and whispered, "it's not hard to see the little husband wake up."

What a virtuous lady! Fang Xing's eyes looked into Zhang Shuhui's head and saw that there were several unpainted low stools in the room, as well as one case, on which there were needles and thread.

Fang woke up and looked at Zhang Shuhui, who had been lowering her head. Her voice suddenly became hoarse and half paid before she said, "the little lady is righteous. Everything will wait until my body recovers. I won't be Chen Shimei."

"Chen Shimei? Who is Chen Shimei?" Zhang Shuhui is only 17 years old and has lived alone for three years. Therefore, she is inevitably curious about her "husband", so she boldly raises her head and asks.

The small face with a big palm and beautiful facial features woke up Fang in a daze until Zhang Shuhui couldn't stand the hot eyes and bowed her head again.

"Er! It's Bo Xinglang." Fang woke up and thought of Zhang Shuhui's clear eyes just now. It was inevitable that he was a little embarrassed. He coughed and said, "you're fine. I'll see you again tomorrow."

Looking at Fang Xing's dull back, Zhang Shuhui stood in place with her eyes red.

Three years! If it were an ordinary girl, the child could run away.

"Young master, do you really want to marry little lady Zhang? But she has been removed from the family of Zhang Jia!" Xiaobai helped Fang Xing and carefully reminded him.

Fang Xing had seen Fang Jielun guarding at the door. He smiled and said, "do you want your young master to be an irresponsible villain?"

"No!" Xiaobai feels that his temptation is a little presumptuous. Fortunately, the answer is his favorite, "young master, lady Zhang is very kind to you. You can't live up to her, me, me..."

In the early Ming Dynasty, storybooks have become popular, especially in Peiping, where the emperor is far away. Many poor literati rely on this thing to eat, so Xiaobai has seen many storybooks with happy endings, and the love in the dialogue book is envious.

"Young master." Fang Jielun stopped Fang Xing. He whispered, "young master, Zheng Songtao is coming to the door again."

"Who is Zheng Songtao?" Fang xingcai woke up for a few days and was not familiar with these people.

Fang Jielun's face was ugly, but when he saw Fang Xing's gradually normal body, he showed a happy smile, "young master, Zheng Songtao is the local grain chief."

Grain length? Fang Xing has made up a lot of knowledge these days. He said, "how many land taxes do we have to pay?"

"Young master!" Fang Jielun stamped his foot, "you are raising people! We only have more than 300 mu of land. According to the imperial court... Oh, no, according to the rules of our territory for raising people, it is duty-free!"

Xiaobai also hummed: "yes, young master, since you did that, Zheng Songtao came to urge food every month."

what the fuck! As a member of the tens of millions of landlord class, Fang Xing wanted to enjoy some preferential treatment, not to mention

"I'm raising people?" Fang Xing felt his feet floating, and the white clouds in the sky shook.

"Yes!" Xiaobai said proudly, "some time before master Xian went, you won the promotion, which caused a sensation at that time."

"Then I shouldn't pay taxes?" Fang Xing was not sure.

"You shouldn't pay taxes!" both Fang Jielun and Xiao Bai said in righteous words.

Fang woke up to the many privileges of the gentry class in the Ming Dynasty. His confidence increased greatly and waved like a great man, "let's go and meet the grain chief."