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

First, the emperor did not give the prince any face at all this time and reportedly even scolded him.

Second, after so many days, the prince finally showed up. Although he was sent to the imperial study for a while and the emperor had cleared out the servants, some people still noticed that the prince looked haggard.

In the past, when the prince was ill, there was no outward sign of illness. This time he appeared in such a weak state, which showed that his condition was really serious.

In response, Fang Yin simply told his family that everything remained the same, and then he left the capital in a low-key manner that day without even letting his family see him off.

From the perspective of outsiders, this had even aroused the emperor's dislike, and the Fang family's situation was about to become difficult.

The next time Fang Tong went to Sinong Temple, he was given a hard time. This was the first time since he took office, and he was quite happy.

"Master Fang, this is the sweater you made?"

Hao Weiyi, a seventh-rank official, couldn't even make a small splash in the capital.

In fact, he has always been cautious, and being an official is almost like being a grandson.

It just so happened that Fang Tong was a ninth-rank official and was assigned to work under him, and he was the one who led the cotton planting.

Previously, Fang Tong had a backer, and Hao Weiyi didn't dare to offend him at all, so the two of them got along pretty well.

Whatever ideas or attempts Fang Tong had in planting, Hao Wei would support him without hesitation, and he would often praise Lord Fang for his meticulousness and thorough consideration.

Now, as soon as Fang Yin, the most promising member of the Fang family, got into trouble, Hao Weiyi seemed like a different person.

He sat on the bench, stroking his beard, looking down at Fang Tong.

Fang Tong felt that Lord Hao's behavior was like that of a sheep farmer in the village who raised a leading sheep, so arrogant.

But he didn't show it on his face, and said sincerely: "That's right, this sweater is not only beautiful, but also keeps me warm..."

"This is nonsense!" Hao Wei interrupted impatiently and threw the sweater in his hand directly to the ground.

"Wool is smelly and lowly; how can it be used to make clothes?"

Fang Tong's face darkened. He squatted down, picked up the sweater and dusted it off.

This was made by his wife with great effort, why should he just throw it away?

"Your Excellency, have you misunderstood? Which noble family doesn't eat mutton? How is sheep so lowly? Besides, wool is smelly and must have been washed. Farmers grow mulberry and hemp in the soil and apply farmyard manure. Even many of the dishes your Excellency likes to eat are watered with manure."

Fang Tong deliberately said it bluntly.

Sure enough, Hao Wei's face changed, not only did it turn blue and red, but he also felt like retching.

"Your Excellency doesn't even dislike the vegetables when he eats them, so how can you say that wool is fishy and smelly?" Fang Tong had no intention of letting him go.

"Sir Fang, is this how you talk to your superior?" Hao Wei said with a gloomy face.

Your Majesty shouldn't let a mere peasant boy be an official. Look at what he's saying. It's full of shit and vulgar!

Fang Tong bowed perfunctorily: "Your Excellency has misunderstood. I am only stating the truth."

"Haha, Lord Fang is quite eloquent. Even if the wool is barely usable, look at this sweater. There are so many holes. How can it keep you warm?"

"I'm asking you, if you send sweaters to soldiers on the frontier and they freeze to death while wearing them, who will be held responsible?"

Hao Wei asked with a sharp look.

Fang Tong was speechless. He didn't say that we should wear sweaters in winter, let alone wear only one sweater in winter.

"Sir, whether it is warm or not, we should try it first..."

"That's enough!" Hao Wei listened impatiently with a sullen face.

"Master Fang, tell me the truth. I know you well. I heard that before you became an official, you were just a country thug."

There was sarcasm in his eyes.

Fang Tong had nothing to be ashamed of. So what if he had been a gangster?

He supported his second brother and daughter by being a scoundrel in the surrounding area, and also made a group of reliable brothers. He didn't think there was anything wrong with talking about that experience.

"Exactly."

"Haha, Lord Fang, then you should know yourself better. Now you are an official, and your every move represents the court."

Hao Weiyi scolded directly.

"Master Fang, you can't bring your old lazy habits into the Sino-Agricultural Temple."

"I know that your research on sweaters is just a desire for quick success and instant benefits. You don't want to endure the hard work of working in the fields and want to be lazy and slack off, right?"

Fang Tong sneered.

He raised his eyebrows high and cried out in surprise.

"So, Lord Hao knew this was a sneaky trick? Since I joined the Sino-Agricultural Ministry, I haven't been to the fields every day, not even eight out of ten days. The only time I see Lord Hao drinking tea in his room is when he's about to leave the yamen."

"I thought Lord Hao had an easy job, but it turns out he was deliberately being lazy so he could exploit his subordinates."

Hao Wei's face changed, and before he could open his mouth to explain, Fang Tong continued, raising his voice.

"Master Hao, this isn't right. Are you worthy of the official uniform you wear and the cultivation of His Majesty?"

"However, Lord Hao, after what you said today, have you come to your senses and want to change for the better?"

He looked at Hao Weiyi sincerely with a kind expression.

"Master Hao, the saints said that knowing one's mistakes is the best way to improve. As long as you sincerely change, I will forgive you."

I bother!

Hao Weiyi was anxious and angry, his face turned from red to white, and finally to purple.

He almost burst out cursing. What a shameless person! A mere ninth-rank official still said he would forgive him?

What a shameless statement!

"Master Fang, please stop your sweet talk. I'm talking about you being distracted by pleasure and neglecting your duties!"

Fang Tong said "Oh".

"Then Lord Hao, please report me to the Censorate and impeach me."

He looked so determined that Hao Wei was choked.

Fang Tong hummed in his heart, go ahead, go and impeach. He came to report on time every day. Although he was not the last one to leave the court in the Sinong Temple, he never left early.

He spends most of his time hanging out in the countryside and doing things himself. What can Hao Weiyi use to impeach him?

These sweaters were designed during my time off from office and presented to the imperial court.

In his opinion, the court should give him a reward for his diligence and dedication.

Fang Tong is lazy. On the one hand, it is because of his previous environment in the Fang family. He is too hardworking, so Fang Jin is the one who benefits, and he himself is treated as a workhorse.

Secondly, it’s due to my personality.

But after he became an official, he really restrained his laziness, not for anything else, but because he knew that officialdom was dangerous. He held a low position, but his brother held a high one, and he didn't want to do anything wrong and implicate his second brother.

He was also ambitious and thought that the emperor had good vision. He wanted to make more contributions and get promoted.

Otherwise, his official position is too low and he can't help if there is anything happening at home.

For example, when it comes to apologizing, he is Fang Nanzhi's biological father, so his apology is higher, but his official position is too low, and it is difficult for him to enter the palace.

Fang Tong was ambitious and driven to become an official. On the other hand, Hao Weiyi was the type who just worked from day to day, just getting by.

He felt that there was not much money to be made in the Sinong Temple, and since his official position was low and he had no backing, he would be a seventh-rank official for the rest of his life. So why should he be so diligent?