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Chapter 18 If you have money, you can do whatever you want

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    Listening to the innkeeper¡¯s words, the three scholars blushed, looking both ashamed and confused.

    However, many spectators on the side seemed to know the details of these three scholars, and whispered: "Originally, there were not three, but four, who seemed to be scholars from Daming Prefecture who came to participate in the provincial examination. Who would have expected that one of them would  It turns out that they are seriously ill. The four of them are from the same hometown, poor scholars, not good at school, and most likely will fail the exam. In order to cure the disease, they go everywhere to seek medical advice. I am afraid that they have spent all their money, and now they owe so much to the inn.  It's a lot of money. The owner of this inn is a good person. He keeps letting them pay money on credit. But it's not a problem for a seriously ill person to stay in the inn. Wouldn't the other guests feel bad luck? This is a last resort.  For this reason, I just feel sorry for these three scholars, dragging a seriously ill classmate with nothing in their pockets. The provincial examination only starts in half a month, but they don¡¯t know where they are going."

    Many people couldn¡¯t help but sigh.

    Fang Jifan finally understood. Four scholars from the same hometown came to the capital to take the exam together. Who knew that one of them got sick? The other three scholars spent all their expenses on treating him. Now the one who is sick is sick.  The person was not getting better, and he was afraid that he would no longer have money to see a doctor. At this time, the inn couldn't bear it, so it had to evict people.

    Fang Jifan felt warm in his heart. These three scholars were very loyal. If it wasn't for their friends, how could they be in this difficult situation.

    Such people are rare in our world.

    ¡°Isn¡¯t there a saying that tells a fellow countryman to meet a fellow countryman? It will make me cry.

    He subconsciously pulled on his sleeves, thinking that it was just a matter of a little money. Helping them could help them tide over the difficulties.

    But as soon as this idea popped up in Fang Jifan's mind, he heard Deng Jian chuckle at the side.

    Fang Jifan looked sideways, and saw Deng Jian looking at him in a flattering manner, and said with a smile: "Young master, you are so ridiculous."

    Fang Jifan really wanted to scold the eighteenth generation of Deng Jian¡¯s ancestors. Does this grandson still have a sense of public morality?  Conscience eaten by a dog?

    But in a blink of an eye, he realized that he was Fang Jifan, a prodigal son.

    Showing sympathy at this time, doesn¡¯t it mean that the ¡®brain disease¡¯ has occurred again?

    So Fang Jifan hurriedly took back the money he wanted to withdraw, and immediately laughed and said: "Three silly scholars."

    Then, Concubine Xiang fanned herself in the wind, looking very restful, with no sympathy on her face.

    This pair of answers actually attracted the glares of many onlookers.

    On the other side, there seems to be a scholar watching the fun. This scholar is also wearing a Confucian shirt, but obviously, the clothes he wears are much more expensive.

    His eyes narrowed to a slit, and he and Fang Jifan had some sympathy for each other, and he actually said: "Yes, this young master is right, Brother Bo Ren, Brother Zichuan, and Brother Yuanyou, are you stupid?  , Wang Zheng seems to be dying, and you insist on treating him. You also said that the four of you who came to the capital together must go back together. Now that the provincial examination is coming, you usually study half-heartedly, and you are a lucky scholar.  Why don't you take advantage of this opportunity and study quickly? No matter what this Wang Zheng does, for us scholars, seeking fame is the first priority, and the rest is nothing."

    The three scholars just lowered their heads and remained silent.

    The scholar in gorgeous clothes then said coldly: "The stupid bird flies first, don't you understand this truth? Not to mention that you are not good at studying, and if you don't quickly focus on studying, it's just a mere failure.  In Daming Mansion, at the top of the court examination list, passing the provincial examination is a must. If you don¡¯t have to hang around every day, don¡¯t worry about the royal government. You might as well learn from me, calm down, and take the exam for a meritorious position."

    One of the scholars suddenly looked sulky and said: "Brother Jian, how can you say such a thing? Wang Zheng is my fellow countryman and classmate. Now that he is seriously ill, there is no reason to ignore it. He is sensible in reading, let alone talking about it."  The sage talks about benevolence and righteousness, but how can we ignore death and not save him?"

    The elegantly dressed scholar seemed to be irritated by this scholar. He immediately straightened his face, sneered, and said coldly: "Okay, okay, you are saints. You have the right to treat me as a villain. When the time comes, I will do my own thing."  Mr. Wang Zheng, you should continue to be a consumptive scholar for the rest of your life. Farewell."

    He glared at the three scholars and walked away.

    Fang Jifan despised the person named "Jianren" in his heart. Hearing that these three scholars still refused to give up on his friends, he felt very admired in his heart. He had no expression on his face, but then he laughed and clapped his hands and said  : "Interesting, really interesting."

    This sentence made people even more angry.

    It seems like there are countless killingsThe person's eyes shot towards Fang Jifan.

    Deng Jian stood aside, covering his mouth and snickering. He knew that with the young master's temperament, something would happen again today.

    The young master is the young master. Since he recovered from his illness, he has become very natural. No matter how you look at him or how you like him, it is better to have a young master who is not sick.

    Fang Jifan put away his fan, looked at the three scholars with a look of disdain, and pointed at them with his fan bone: "Three poor guys, even if they don't have money, they come here to pretend to be loyal. What I can't stand the most is you poor scholars."  , it¡¯s good to drive him out, it will be very satisfying.¡±

    The three scholars had been ridiculed by a classmate, and now they were kicked out. They were extremely anxious. They thought that Wang Zheng's illness was getting worse. If they didn't hire a good doctor, it would be bad. In addition, they were worried about the provincial examination.  Now that Fang Jifan was being insulted, he couldn't help but look angry.

    One of the scholars stood up and bowed to Fang Jifan unhurriedly: "The student has not offended the master, so please be merciful."

    The onlookers pointed at Fang Jifan one after another, seeming to despise Fang Jifan's character.

    Fang Jifan, on the other hand, held his head high, not ashamed, but proud. Especially the scoundrel Deng Jian following behind him, with his sly smile, was even more irritating.

    Fang Jifan placed Xiang Fei's fan in the palm of his hand and turned it around. He narrowed his eyes and said, "I never know what it means to be merciful. I just want to insult you. What can you do to me?"

    When Deng Jian heard this, he couldn't help but want to jump for joy and give Fang Jifan a thumbs up in his heart.

    The three scholars looked at each other and were furious. The scholar from before said: "Speaking evil words is an insult to gentlemen. Young Master you you are an insult to gentlemen."

    Fang Jifan laughed loudly, folded his hands, and said with a wanton smile: "It doesn't matter if it is an insult to gentlemen. I will not only insult you with words, but also teach you to kneel before me."  Stand at your feet and call me Master."

    Master

    The three scholars thought it was ridiculous.

    Who knows the next moment, Fang Jifan took out two ingots of silver from his sleeves, waved them in front of them, and then said: "How about you, accept the insult or not, if you accept, I will give you this silver."

    "You" The scholar blushed and said angrily: "We are innocent scholars and we will not eat what we have received."

    Fang Jifan smiled on the surface, but he sighed in his heart. They are indeed three stupid scholars. I am here to help you. Why don't you just eat the food that comes to you at this time?

    The self-esteem of the sour scholar is really strong.

    Deng Jian was on the side with a smile on his face. He couldn't help but admire the young master. The young master had a way and actually thought of using money to insult these poor scholars, haha He was secretly happy, but when he looked at the two ingots of silver in Fang Jifan's hand, he couldn't help but admire him.  I couldn't help but feel distressed.  The young master had just sold some ebony, and in the blink of an eyehe was about to throw out two ingots of silver. Two ingots of silver were enough to buy two pretty little ladies as maids.

    Deng Jian is heartbroken, the young master is such a prodigal!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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