After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Wang Fujiao's focus is as unique as ever.

Fang Jin nodded and said, "Jiaojiao, when the time comes, we will always be together. When I become an official, I will use my monthly salary to buy you new clothes."

"only……"

He paused deliberately.

Wang Fujiao asked: "What's wrong?"

"Jiaojiao, if you seek the position of county magistrate, you will be very busy on weekdays. The spring planting and summer harvest in the county, as well as the safety of the people in the city, all depend on the county magistrate. I am afraid that I will be too busy and neglect you."

Seeing that Wang Fujiao's eyebrows were raised and she was about to lose her temper, Fang Jin quickly continued.

"But if you seek the position of Tongpan (Prefectural Magistrate), you'll be the third in command at most. You'll have the prefect and his men above you, and you'll have officials to serve you. Your life will be quite leisurely, and I might be able to take you boating during the day."

"As for the Inspector, he has to travel around on official business, which will probably separate us. I can't bear to leave Jiaojiao."

After he finished speaking, he hugged the person in his arms.

Wang Fujiao was very pleased and gently hit him on the chest.

Fang Jin groaned, but didn't cry out in pain. He still looked at her gently.

"Then let him be the Tongpan! The Tongpan has a high rank, and our child won't be bullied in the future." Wang Fujiao touched her belly.

She was raised in pampered condition by her father and knew too well the benefits of having a powerful father.

"I also want to, but, alas, the magistrate has to donate 100,000 taels, and I don't have that much money." Fang Jin was overjoyed in his heart, but sighed on his face.

"What am I afraid of? My dad has it. As long as I act coquettishly, he will definitely give it to me." Wang Fujiao raised her head proudly.

Fang Jin looked embarrassed: "I am a man, always bothering my father-in-law. Isn't it... not good?"

"So what? My dad is your dad."

I have to say that Wang Fujiao really has feelings for Fang Jin.

Her previous husbands didn't receive such treatment. At most, she would buy them clothes and accessories.

"But, let me be frank. My dear husband, my Wang family has done everything in our power to support you. When you become powerful, we will repay you." Wang Fujiao put her hands on her hips and said confidently, "First, even if you become rich, you can never take a concubine in this life. Second, you must treat my father more dearly than your father."

Fang Jin's expression was almost unbearable.

Not only is Wang Fujiao jealous, she even wants him to be unfilial.

So what if Mr. Wang paid 100,000 taels? Can it compare to his father's pair of hands?

He felt resentful but didn't dare to show it, so he just coaxed, "Okay!"

Everyone can say sweet words, but just don't admit them when the time comes.

He Fangjin will definitely be filial to his father, and no one can stop him.

He had forgotten that since his father returned to the village, he rarely sent things to the village and never went back during the holidays.

The two of them slept lightly for an hour, and then it was dawn.

After breakfast, the couple went to Wang's house.

Mr. Wang had been waiting there for a long time. He listened to his silly girl repeating all the empty words Fang Jin had promised, his face still expressionless.

If Fang Jin was sincere in his treatment of his daughter, or had some moral character, he would believe it.

He was also willing to work hard for his grandson, so that he could be born into an official family, have children of officials as well as be born into a high position.

Even if it means losing everything, the problem is that Fang Jin is not trustworthy.

Mr. Wang didn't trust him at all.

"Jiaojiao, do you know how much our family earns in a year? What does this one hundred thousand taels mean?" Master Wang held the tea, his forehead wrinkles deepening a little.

His daughter is too stupid. It’s his fault for not teaching her well. He has to bear it and can’t be angry.

"Dad, I don't care about that. Just tell me whether you will help me or not." Wang Fujiao stamped her feet and said angrily, "If you don't help me, I won't eat. Don't feel bad if your grandson starves."

Master Wang: ...

He silently swallowed a mouthful of blood and said, "Dad didn't say he wouldn't help. So, you go to the backyard and rest for a while. I'll talk to my son-in-law alone."

Wang Fujiao was unhappy, and her pouting was so bad that an oil bottle could be hung on her mouth.

But Mr. Wang pretended not to see it, and the atmosphere became tense for a moment.

Fang Jin, who pretended to be invisible as soon as he entered the door, knew that he had to express his opinion.

"Jiaojiao, listen to Daddy and go take a rest. You are very tired now, so don't get tired."

"Okay." Wang Fujiao was now pleased with him and said, "Then Dad, please don't bully Fang Jin."

After saying this, she left with her servants.

Mr. Wang was truly impressed. After all these years, only Fang Jin could do this and make his daughter so obsessed with him.

She came back crying yesterday and even wanted to divorce her husband.

Sighing, he looked at Fang Jin: "Jiaojiao is ignorant. You should know this, Fang Jin. One hundred thousand taels, I'm afraid that even your eight generations of ancestors combined couldn't earn that much money."

This is not an insult. The Fang family has been poor farmers for generations and are really poor.

"Yes, I know this matter is embarrassing for father-in-law, but I have no choice. I have to consider the future of Jiaojiao and the child." Fang Jin bent down slightly and spoke in a sincere tone.

"As long as I can turn things around this time, I will definitely not forget your kindness. I will pay you back."

As for how to repay the money in the future, Fang Jin didn't say anything, and both of them understood.

As the saying goes, three years as a clean magistrate will earn you 100,000 silver coins.

What's more, if he really becomes a Tongpan, he will have plenty of ways to make money.

"Hehe, Fang Jin, I'm a businessman and have met a lot of people. It's no use talking big before doing business. We have to wait and see how it turns out." Master Wang made the matter clear and warned him.

Fang Jin thought for a moment and said, "Father-in-law, I'm willing to write an IOU."

IOU, what's the use?

When Fang Jinzhen became an official, he had plenty of ways to turn the IOU into waste paper.

"That's not necessary. You are my son-in-law after all." Mr. Wang shook his head: "No matter how much protection I want, it's only for my daughter."

"So, why don't you transfer the house and land under your name to Jiaojiao? It will give her confidence. As for the shop in the county town, you don't need it. You still have two sons. As a father, you have to consider them."

He had previously promised He that he would give up the shop.

But in Fang Jin's opinion, Mr. Wang wanted these things not for the property, but to warn him.

When he becomes an official in the future, all his resources and connections will be directed towards Wang Fujiao's children. As for Fang Zetian and the others, it will be enough to use the county shops to deal with them.

Mr. Wang wants to protect his grandson's future.

Otherwise, his land and houses would be worth at most two thousand taels if sold. How could they be compared with the IOU of one hundred thousand taels?

Although Fang Jin was dissatisfied with Mr. Wang's dominance, he decided to agree to it first.

Fang Zetian and his friends have a father who is an official, so how can their lives be bad?

"I understand. I will go and transfer the ownership today. Thank you, father-in-law, for your willingness to help."

Fang Jin bowed and saluted.

Mr. Wang raised his hand to stop him: "Hey, why are you so anxious? Although I want to help you, the Wang family's savings over the years are not enough to make a hundred thousand taels. I'm afraid I can only barely get a job as a county magistrate."