When Zhang Mao heard Fang Jifan's name, his face turned black.

He knew this boy when he turned into ashes. Zhang Mao was a powerful general in the battles. Fang Jifan's father Fang Jinglong had served under this husband. This was a life-long friendship that had carried a gun in a trench. I had heard that Fang Jinglong gave birth to an unworthy son. Not only did he sell out his family business, but he also didn't make Fang Jinglong half angry. Even when Fang Jinglong returned to Beijing last time, he came to his mansion to pay a visit, and he looked like a timid face.

Zhang Mao looked at Fang Jifan again and saw that everyone was tied up. He thought that everyone was rushing to come to the school to read it. You are better. You were still tied up. It turns out that if His Majesty had asked you to come by his name, you wouldn't have come?

It's a shame, it's a shame!

If it weren't for the occasion, Zhang Mao would have been willing to beat his chest and fall down. It would be a pity for Fang Jinglong. The old Fang family had been loyal for several generations, so why did he give birth to such a thing?

The most regrettable thing is that this guy is tender and tender, with a handsome young man on his face. Why are he like a Liyuan actor? In the mansions of various Dukes and Marquis, who are not tall and proud?

"Are you Fang Jifan?"

Fang Jifan was ashamed and was about to say something.

Zhang Mao pointed at Fang Jifan and said with a tense face: "Unlock his rope."

Two personal soldiers untied the ropes of Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan felt his body stretching a little. Before he could relax, the British Duke Zhang Mao, who was both white and white, pointed to his nose and said in pain: "You are also a hero. Why did you give birth to such an incompetent thing? He couldn't bear to teach your son a lesson, but I have to discipline you. You have sold your ancestral property, which is worse than pigs and dogs..." After that, he raised his hand and was about to beat him.

Fang Jifan was stunned. As for what, he wanted to hide, but fortunately, the military officers around him couldn't see it and hurriedly stopped Zhang Mao, saying, "Mr., today's review, must not be done."

Zhang Mao was so angry that his teeth were itchy, and he said angrily: "Okay, although I was ordered to take the exam today, wouldn't you Fang Jifan also need to review it? I just stared at you, seeing if you, a dispossessed by your incompetent prodigal son, dare to act rashly, come and distribute paper and pen. Fang Jifan, come here."

He pointed at a hollow desk in front, with a cold face.

Fang Jifan was shocked. In this situation, it is better to be cautious in words and actions. This British Duke doesn't seem easy to mess with.

He sat obediently on the empty desk in front, and then a clerk took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone to distribute it.

Zhang Mao said with his hands behind his back: "Move my husband's chair."

Fang Jifan was ashamed, but saw that Zhang Mao had already sat down in front of his desk, and then stared at his every move.

The candidates behind him were secretly happy when they saw this.

Zhang Mao immediately said: "The Ming Dynasty's proofreading was originally riding and shooting, but since Emperor Wen, if he only used riding and shooting, he could not judge heroes. Therefore, Emperor Wen had a kind order and changed the policy and the trial was to let you give advice to the court, and also to teach you the talents. Your Majesty has already set the questions, come and get the questions."

Then, a clerk came with a sign. Fang Jifan was stared at the back of Zhang Mao and felt cold, but as soon as he looked at the question, he ignored Zhang Mao.

But I saw a few golden lacquer words written on the archway: "How to settle the southwest?"

You can see this question at a glance that this is the emperor's advice, how can we solve the problem in the southwest?

You should know that since the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the court has assigned the southwestern provinces into territory. In order to govern Guangxi, Yunnan and other places, the court established many banish prefectures and banish guards in the southwest, and ordered the chieftains to manage the places. However, since Taizu, there has been no peace in the southwest. Local chieftains or natives almost rebelled every few days. Just last year, the "Fujiang Rebellion" occurred in Guangxi. In order to quell the rebellion, the imperial court racked its brains. Fang Jifan's father Fang Jinglong also went to Guangxi for the rebellion. Although the rebellion was put down, the Ming army suffered a lot of casualties, and it was useless to spend countless money and food.

I think the barbarians in the southwest have become a heart-wrenching problem of Emperor Hongzhi. This time, this review was actually a question.

After reading the questions, the candidates all looked at them. These meritorious children had long heard of the Southwest Rebellion. Many of their parents had experienced going to the Southwest to quell the rebellion. How could they beat these barbarians? This...isn't it easy?

So I picked up my pens one by one and started answering questions excitedly.

Fang Jifan stared at the subject and pondered for a long time. He knew that this was the opportunity for the review that he had finally won. If he could rank among the top, he would have a chance to avenge his previous shame. But if he lost his name, he would be afraid that he would have to continue to rot in this life.

Fang Jifan cheered up and raised his eyes to see Zhang Mao's gaze. Fang Jifan actually smiled at him friendly, but Zhang Mao's face stretched longer.

If others laughed like this, Zhang Mao would think this kid was good, respecting the elderly and loving the young.

But with the same smile as Fang Jifan, Zhang Mao subconsciously thought that this kid was having some idea.

He looked angry, but saw Fang Jifan bowing his head and writing quickly.

Um?

He... can still write?

The boy from the Fang family... can write?

Fang Jifan was really writing. In his previous life, he practiced his calligraphy well. He also participated in a calligraphy interest class when he was in school. Of course, it was impossible to compare with the calligraphy masters of this era, but his identity was enough to use it to fool people.

He condensed his energy, couldn't say anything serious, and turned his wrist and did it in one go, but he thought to himself, if he was lucky enough to get a gold belt, who would ask us to get a needle, our Fang Jifan would use the gold belt to kill him.

Zhang Mao sat aside, but was shocked and silenced. This kid... really knows how to write!

Perhaps... this kid is not as unbearable as he imagined. Is it because someone exaggerated the rumors?

He was thinking about it again.

Unexpectedly, Fang Jifan had already written the book, and he was the one who answered the fastest.

It was really uncomfortable to be a big man staring at him.

Fang Jifan even felt that Zhang Mao was like an old glass.

It's intolerable!

But... anyway, my buddy is a prodigal son, and this image will probably not be reversed for a while, so...

Fang Jifan said without hesitation: "Submit the paper!"

Submit... Submit...

Shocked four people.

Many candidates looked up and looked at Fang Jifan in surprise. Soon, they seemed to feel normal again. They were secretly happy. The Fang family's prodigal son was the Fang family's prodigal son, and it was really... it was worthy of its name. It was only two incense sticks, and it was still early before the exam was finished, but this guy handed in the paper, right?

Fang Jifan ignored these gazes. He just wanted to escape far away. Anyway, the question has been answered, and whether he can win or not can only look at destiny.

Zhang Mao was so angry that he vomited blood. He slapped Fang Jifan's document and said furiously: "Fang Jifan...you...you...you are so...you are so...you...you are so...good. OK, okay, I took his paper and sealed it!"

I still wanted to be angry, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that I was angry during the review. It was really meaningless. If this kid wants to commit suicide, then commit suicide.
Chapter completed!