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

"The Haos are forming a clique in Sinong Temple again, and they're bullying me behind my back, trying to isolate me. And they think I don't know. When it comes to bullies, I'm the ancestor!"

Fang Tong was complacent. Did he really think that he was just a gangster with so many faces for nothing?

If it were a nerd who studied too much and became stupid, and was treated coldly every day while working, he would probably feel extremely humiliated and unbearable.

But Fang Tong would only think, what a bunch of idiots, I don’t even bother to pay attention to you.

Moreover, Lord Hao’s so-called isolation was not completely successful.

Fang Tong has a good temper and is popular. His colleagues ignore him, but the head of the village, the manager, and the handymen in the yamen are still willing to interact with him.

He never took the trick of exclusion seriously from the beginning to the end.

"Today was different. I just entered the office and Mr. Hao came over with a smile, personally poured me some tea, and asked me if I had any difficulties after working at Sinong Temple for so long."

"He was also talking about the sweater incident last time. He thought about it and felt that there was great potential. He was just arbitrary last time."

Fang Tong couldn't be complacent.

"After hearing that my daughter saved the prince and my second brother took back the southwest, both of them have made great contributions, you want to flatter me again!"

"But am I the kind of person who would not bear grudges?"

"I didn't give him any chance. I sent the sweater, cotton coat, scarf and other things to Lord Wang early in the morning."

Lord Wang here is also an acquaintance of the Fang family.

He is not from the Wang family, but just happens to have the surname Wang. When the Fang family grew high-yield wheat, it was he who went to the village to see it.

Wang Yun was a fifth-rank agricultural official and Hao Weiyi's superior.

He was an upright and honest person. He had not been promoted in the Sinong Temple for many years. It was not because he lacked ability, but because he was a practical man who devoted himself to studying farming and was not very good at managing subordinates.

The Minister of the Ministry of Agriculture knew this and did not propose to promote Wang Yun, but always gave him the treatment of a fifth-rank official, which shows that his status in the Ministry of Agriculture was not low.

"Later, Lord Wang personally called Hao in for a talk. I don't know what they talked about, but after Hao came out, he was as frightened as a frozen eggplant."

"Seeing him like that, I eat two more bowls of rice at noon."

Fang Tong showed off proudly.

Fang Nanzhi was also happy for her father.

"That's the way it should be. Let him use chicken feathers as a token of authority."

"This person is narrow-minded and only cares about his own selfish interests, regardless of the overall situation. He is not fit to be an official," Qin Yan commented.

The sweater is obviously a good thing, but in order to suppress his father, Hao Wei gave it up and even denigrated it. Isn't this damaging the interests of the court?

"However, Dad should still be careful. This person used to have a good relationship with Dad, but it turns out he's very slippery. However, when Second Uncle went to suppress the bandits, he was the first to change his attitude. There's something wrong here."

According to common sense, even if Hao Weiyi looked down on Fang Tong, he could just keep his distance from him and remain cold and indifferent. There was no need to target or suppress him.

It seems like he is trying to force his father to quit his job at Sinong Temple.

Fang Tong had thought about this a long time ago.

"Well, there must be someone behind him. I don't know who it is, but it's likely that he has a problem with my second brother."

"It's normal for a big tree to attract wind. Your family's honor now depends mostly on Fang Yin, but it's still not enough," Old Zhou reminded.

If the Fang family can produce a few more capable people, such as Fang Tong's official position being promoted, or Qin Yan passing the palace examination, proving that he has a bright future, the Fang family will have successors and will be able to gain a firm foothold in the capital.

Fang Tong and Qin Yan nodded, they both understood this principle.

"Dad, what did Lord Wang say after seeing the sweater?" Fang Nanzhi was curious.

"He didn't say anything. He has to try it and think about it." Fang Tong was a little nervous when he mentioned this.

He also hoped that the sweater would gain him some merit.

"It's what we should do. Don't be anxious. We have done what we should do. The rest is up to God's will."

Qian Fengping comforted her gently.

Mr. Zhou felt that the atmosphere in the Fang family was good, and he felt very relaxed during the time he stayed there.

The night was very dark. Fang Nanzhi opened the window, lay on it, and looked up at the crescent moon.

Before I knew it, white snowflakes began to fall from the sky. It was actually snowing.

This is the first snow this year.

It turned out that they had been in Beijing for several months without realizing it.

Anmei tiptoed in and took a cloak to cover the young lady.

"It's cold outside, miss, don't catch a cold."

Fang Nanzhi nodded, looking at the falling snow, not knowing what to think.

On a snowy night, Zhu Guanfeng was riding a horse on the road, but his body shook unconsciously.

"Why does it feel cold after just one snowfall? It was so hot just a few days ago."

The guards found some thick clothes for him.

"Master, let's find a place to rest and continue our journey after the snow stops."

Zhu Guanfeng shook his head.

"Who knows how long the snow will last? Let's go a little further while the snow is still light."

He was actually a little anxious.

In the case of the Hexian Post Station, some evidence may have been burned due to the "fire". If there is heavy snow, there will probably be no trace left by the time he arrives.

This case is really difficult to investigate, but even though it is difficult, it has to be investigated.

In the clan residence, the third princess looked at the white sky through the small window and couldn't help but hug her body tightly.

The prince consort shouldn't blame her, right?

She had no choice. Her mother was suddenly demoted to a beauty and lost all her power, so she couldn't help her.

Fang Yin’s secret memorial has been sent to the capital again. Who knows what the Marquis of Southwest will say?

She had no other choice but to ask the prince consort for help. The prince consort also volunteered to take the blame for her crime and to die.

Yes, he did it voluntarily, and the Third Princess doesn't need to blame herself.

But in the dead of night, the third princess felt sad at the thought of losing the man who always put her first.

Tears streamed down my cheeks. I couldn't describe the feeling, but in the end it all turned into hatred and unwillingness.

She hated Fang Yin for going against her, hated the Crown Prince for not dying, hated the Second Prince for being useless, and wanted her to plan everything.

She was unwilling to see her years of hard work go to waste, so she had to get through this safely.

After leaving the clan house, she still had to think about her future path. Without her mother's status, she was afraid that the power in her hands would no longer be stable.

Then she must be tied to the second prince to have a chance to continue fighting.

The snow covered the ground, and it seemed to cover the wounds on people's bodies. The next day, Fang Nanzhi got up full of energy.

She set up a stall in front of the mansion gate.

Mr. Zhou said that this time he would not only provide free medical treatment to his own guards, but also to all the people in the city.

Pulse taking, prescription, acupuncture and massage are free of charge.

But if you want to buy medicine, you still have to go to the pharmacy.

However, you can always save on consultation fees by taking a ready-made prescription to get medicine.

Knowing that her daughter had a hard time, Qian Fengping asked the servants to boil two large pots of hot ginger water, and everyone who came to the free clinic could drink a bowl.

It’s no wonder that many patients came for the ginger water at the beginning.

Ginger is quite expensive, but if I can drink it for free, I'll just let the girl take my pulse for free, so there's no loss.

Fang Nanzhi was embarrassed. She didn't expect that her own signature dish was not as famous as Jiang Tang.

Old Zhou looked at her with a smile, and he had to let his little apprentice suffer some setbacks. Her reputation for detoxifying and removing poison from the prince spread, but few people really trusted the little girl's medical skills.