Red Mansion Daiyu, the Rise of the Lin Family

When he heard the word "take down", Mr. Fang jumped up immediately and his headache was gone.

"why?"

He asked the manager with wide eyes.

The chief steward said in a businesslike manner, "I hope you will cooperate with us, so as to avoid physical pain."

"We are all under the command of the respected Lord!"

"Tie the Second Master up and take him to the study. The Governor has been waiting for you in there for a long time!"

Mr. Fang had never been treated like this before, and he was a little caught off guard.

He stammered, "There's no need to be like this when you see my brother! We are family. My brother missed me, so I'll go over by myself."

"I won't use your rope. I won't resist myself."

He thought to himself, my parents are still alive! In their eyes, I am the king, how can my elder brother do anything to me!

In this way, Mr. Fang obediently lowered his head and followed the steward to his eldest brother's study.

His elder brother was an elegant man, and all that was placed in the Treasure Pavilion were precious porcelains and paintings and calligraphy by famous artists.

This preference is obvious to anyone who has been here at a glance.

Mr. Fang, also known as Governor Fang, held a candle in his hand, illuminating each piece of porcelain and admiring their exquisite textures.

"Sir! Master Fang is here!" A voice came from the door.

The governor's eyes trembled slightly, and the candlestick squatted on the table.

He picked up a ruler beside the table.

"Bring it in."

"Don't push me, big brother. I'm coming in. You can't do that as a manager! It's too disrespectful to the master."

"I am your brother after all..." Having said this, Mr. Fang, who stepped into the room, saw what his eldest brother was holding.

His hands began to tremble, "Brother, what are you doing with the ruler?"

"Kneel down! Stretch out your hands." Governor Fang glared at his disappointing brother.

"I won't! Our father is still alive, why do you hit me?" After saying that, Master Fang wanted to go out.

I'm here to enjoy myself, not to be beaten.

If I can't stay here, I'll just go back to my hometown.

"Since you won't kneel, I'll beat you to your knees. Do it!"

Just as he finished speaking, Master Fang was hit from the side with a stick and fell to the ground in a dog-eat-dog position.

"Ah! My nose! Blood!"

"It's bleeding, it's bleeding, I'm bleeding!" Mr. Fang wiped the blood from his nose with his hand, stared at Governor Fang with wide eyes.

He grinned and said, "Hiss," "It hurts!"

"why?"

Governor Fang looked at his disappointing brother and picked up the ruler in his hand.

"Pa! Pa!" He hit Mr. Fang's face twice.

The two blood-red marks on Mr. Fang's face swelled up instantly.

He was stunned and dizzy, sitting half-asleep and not daring to get up.

"Can I talk now?" Governor Fang asked slowly while sitting behind the desk.

Master Fang nodded woodenly.

"Why did you send the assassin's body to the government office? Why did you want everyone to know about it?"

Why? This is the law of nature. If a thief doesn't go to the government office, then why should he be kept at home? Isn't this the way it should be?

Mr. Fang had a thousand reasons, but in front of the stick, he dared not utter a word, and his hands involuntarily grabbed the corner of his clothes and rubbed it.

It really seemed like he was the one who asked to send it to the government office.

He didn't dare to say this at this time.

If it really doesn't work, push it to that illegitimate son Lin Ruhai.

That’s right! This is the only way I can do. I’m sorry, nephew. A wise man should not suffer a loss in the present moment. I will compensate you later with your cousin’s husband!

Having made up his mind, he answered swiftly, "It was that bastard of the Lin family, that kid. It was all his idea."

Governor Fang looked at his brother with disappointment. He had the desire but not the courage to do it.

I know him too well. Just now, his face changed and he rubbed the corners of his clothes with his hands. This is his usual action when he lies.

I want to see for myself how outrageous his lie is.

A ten-year-old child? He can't even tell a lie. If he said it was Lin Ruhai, people would believe him.

"Were you there? You were there, watching a ten-year-old kid and decided to send him away?"

"What are you going there for?"

"Your mouth won't refuse anything except food? Aren't you quite talkative?"

After being asked this question, Mr. Fang dared not say anything. What for?

Can I talk about going to the bathroom all the time? Not to mention my brother, even my father can't do this!

He couldn't help but start rubbing the corner of his clothes again.

"I refused righteously there, saying that such a thief should be handed over to the governor, my elder brother."

Humph! This lie has been thought through, but it is still a lie. Governor Fang shook the ruler and asked,

"How many people did you arrest? Where are the others?"

At this moment, Mr. Fang suddenly stopped grabbing the corner of his clothes. This was the only answer he had so far.

"One person, only one person!" Master Fang half-knelt down and looked at his eldest brother.

"Waste! Waste!" Governor Fang was furious. He felt that even a ruler could not satisfy his anger.

"You're a piece of trash," he picked up the inkstone on the table and smashed it directly on Master Fang's head.

There was still some unused ink in the inkstone, dripping with blood.

It flowed down from his forehead and meandered to his mouth. Master Fang seemed to have no control over his mouth and licked it with his tongue.

Fishy and bitter!

"Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!" He stopped talking. He was beaten for the only truth he told.

"Do you know that you have ruined my big plan? You have alienated the salt merchants and the Governor's Office." At this point, Governor Fang was so angry that his teeth were itching, and he gritted his teeth but could not get rid of his hatred.

I could have waited to receive another wave of tributes to supply those important people.

The salt merchants are now in a state of panic. Who would dare to get close to the Governor's Office?

He would have to appease the salt merchants again.

No money? You still want to live a life of luxury? He looked at his brother, who was like mud, with a feeling of disappointment.

"Go away! Tell your wife to send your son away tomorrow and not let him stay at home."

"I am going to study in the academy. You may not return unless I invite you in a letter."

When Mr. Fang heard this, he felt as if he had been pardoned.

My son is not as important as me. I don't need anything anyway.

After Mr. Fang left the study, Governor Fang took a precious vase from the shelf.

This is a Ru kiln rain-stained sky blue long-necked vase.

The king cannot care about the worldly affairs, and only the most beautiful woman can be described in dreams!

"What a good thing! Someone, give this porcelain to Madam Cheng Er."

"Also, her confinement has been lifted and she can go out."

"Go back to my mother's house!"

The servant at the door received the call, took the vase, held it in both hands and went to the side courtyard.

Among all the ladies in the Governor's Mansion, which one's honor and favor did not come from the Governor?

Look, Mrs. Cheng is about to get up again.

Mrs. Cheng had received the news since Mr. Fang and his family returned.

Now I have received a vase sent by the Governor.

Having worked in the Governor's Mansion for more than ten years, she knew the man beside her very well.

They need me again. They didn’t think of me when they needed a new wife.

Don't forget me when you need money to do something.

Can I still make everything go your way this time?

……

"Bang!" Shi Yifang saw Master Fang coming back in a miserable state, his face covered in red and black spots.

There were two swollen marks, like two colorful snakes lying on the face, opening their mouths to speak, like wriggling snake bodies.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and prepare some water for me."