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Chapter 20 Like father, like son

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    After listening to Menzi¡¯s words, Fang Jifan knew how powerful he was.

    The British Duke is not an ordinary person. He was the examiner during the last review. His ancestor was Zhang Yu, Emperor Wen's favorite general when he was fighting for peace. He was first made the Duke of the country and posthumously became the King of Hejian.  Department, the position is very important, not under the prince or the king.

    Fang Jifan's good mood was suddenly wiped out, and he felt that his momentum was a bit lower. He saw that Deng Jian's expression changed at the side, and he said sadly: "Master, the British Duke invites you to go, you have to go, he has a hot temper.  In front of the emperor, he dares to contradict you; and after the last review, I heard rumors that the British Duke had already said that he wanted Uncle Dai to teach you a lesson."

    "Is there any? Why don't I know about it?" Fang Jifan was stunned!

    Who are you provoking? During the last review, the 'Shi Bo' shouted at him to kill him. He looked at Deng Jian with fear and said: "Who did you listen to? Is it reliable or not?"

    Deng Jian said with a mournful face: "I heard what the coachman of the Zhou family next door said, and the Zhou family's sedan bearer heard what the horseman of the British government said. There is no mistake."

    Fang Jifan already felt a chill on his back and said hurriedly: "Then I'd better run away and hide out for two days."

    After applying oil on the soles of his feet, he was about to leave when he saw a man walking out of the house. This man obviously looked like a soldier, with a strong back and a strong back. He looked calm and confident. He said in a deep voice: "But Mr. Fang, the British public has a humble life."  I'm waiting for you here. Master, please come."

    His face was indifferent and his eyes were expressionless, but Fang Jifan was shocked.  This person is not simple.

    Fang Jifan struggled in his heart, and finally had to follow this person into the hall obediently. He saw the British Duke Zhang Mao sitting at the front seat, and his father Fang Jinglong sat at the bottom to accompany him.

    When Zhang Mao saw Fang Jifan coming, his eyes suddenly stared at Fang Jifan. This look was very scary.

    "Jifan, you are here. I was talking to your father about you just now. Come come to me."

    Shibo, are you the foolish son of the landlord who wants to succeed us?

    Fang Jifan shook his head without hesitation: "I won't come."

    Zhang Mao slapped the document angrily and said coldly: "Why don't you come?"

    Fang Jifan shrank his neck. At this time, he had completely assumed the role of the prodigal son: "Afraid of getting beaten."

    Only Fang Jifan can say such truthful words.

    Zhang Mao seemed to choke for a moment, but found that this reason was impeccable. He was really gearing up, thinking to himself, since Lao Fang dotes on his son, will this prodigal son still not teach him a lesson? Will he still keep it for the New Year?

    Fang Jinglong neither dared to offend Zhang Mao nor could bear to watch his son suffer, so he looked at Zhang Mao pitifully and hesitated to speak.

    Zhang Mao became angry and said angrily: "You boy, I just noticed you after I learned that you sold your property last time. I didn't pay attention to you until I met you during the school review and found out that you were Jinglong's son.  It's better not to be careful. After checking your details, I found out that you are such a bastard. Are you still worthy of being a son of a man? Your father will be angry with you sooner or later after giving birth to a son like you!"

    Fang Jifan felt extremely wronged. Shibo, I am also a victim. Seeing Zhang Mao rolling up his sleeves to commit murder, Fang Jifan hurriedly said to Fang Jinglong, "Dad."

    It was the first time I called him dad, and there was no sense of inconvenience at all.

    Fang Jinglong only felt distressed.

    Fang Jifan said: "Dad, my son has something to ask."

    Zhang Mao then stopped moving and looked suspicious.

    "Ahem" Fang Jinglong said, "You tell me."

    Fang Jifan had a solemn look on his handsome face, and then he slowly said: "Dad, are you happy?"

    "Ah" Fang Jinglong was stunned.

    Fang Jifan patiently explained: "Father gave birth to my son, are you happy?"

    "Fortunatelyhappy" Fang Jinglong replied subconsciously.

    Fang Jifan then spread his hands towards Zhang Mao: "Look, Shibo was wrong. My father was not angry to death because of me. He is very happy now."

    Zhang Mao's old face seemed to be shrouded by dark clouds. At this time, he had to admire Fang Jifan a little. He wanted to teach Fang Jifan a lesson, but this guy dragged his father into the water in front of him. This is called using the son's spear to attack the son's shield.  Zhang Mao had no reason to get angry.

    Zhang Mao couldn't help but shake his head at this moment and sighed, this old Fang is good at everything, but he is so doting on his son. I couldn't imagine it before, but after seeing him today, I know that the rumors are true

    It is said that a loving mother often loses her children.?Yi Baishun's father, if this son had been taught well, he would have gone to hell.

    Zhang Mao is obviously a strict father at home. He squinted his eyes at this moment, but he was actually getting into a fight with Fang Jifan. Well, boy, how dare you play tricks on you? Today I will not only beat you, but also make your father clap and applaud.

    He looked at Fang Jinglong and said earnestly: "Has the successor nephew ever been married?"

    As soon as Fang Jifan heard this, he knew that the Duke was really rough but subtle, and was trying to deceive others.

    Sure enough, Fang Jinglong began to feel melancholy when he heard Zhang Mao talk about the marriage.

    He said with an expression that was difficult to say: "I have never been married. The father-in-law knows the situation of the Fang family. Dogs have a bad reputation. If they are from a high-ranking family, they may not be willing to do it. To be honest, Yudi has been with a few people in the past few years."  Old friends have hinted that they all have daughters at home, but who knows ahem"

    Fang Jinglong added: "But if you are looking for a girl from an ordinary family, sir, the Fang family is also a hereditary earl after all. If word spreads, it will be a joke. But that old bastard in Houzhou has a daughter at home who is four years older than Quanzi.  Years old, he had been betrothed to a man before, but who knew that not long after we married, her husband fell ill and died. This old bastard actually suggested that my old Fang family could not find a good match anyway, so he might as well marry his widowed daughter to Quanzi. When the foolish brother heard this, that  I'm so angry that I want to pick up Yudi's eight-foot sword, chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs."

    Fang Jinglong was indeed troubled by this matter. This piece of Maokan hit Fang Jinglong's pain point. Fang Jifan was the only one in the Fang family, and they still expected him to continue the family line. But it was not easy to get a wife His son's  People with a bad reputation and good family background would not dare to marry their daughters to Fang Jifan. Ordinary women from a small family were not from the right family, so they were worried to death.

    Zhang Mao narrowed his eyes to a slit, a subtle light flashed in his eyes, and said seductively: "Have you ever thought about the reason, Jinglong?"

    Fang Jinglong was stunned for a moment: "This this"

    Zhang Mao slapped his thigh and said: "This is because people look down on the Fang family. If nothing else, they just say that men have ambitions in all directions. Children who come from noble families must have a job and serve the imperial court. They cannot  Is it right to just sit at home and eat and wait for death? But what about this successor? Do you know that he was kidnapped even when he went to school for school review? "

    Fang Jinglong was ashamed and nodded hurriedly: "Thisthisknows something."

    "Then do you know that he, the successor, handed in the papers in advance?" Zhang Mao pressed forward step by step.

    "Ah, is there such a thing?" Fang Jinglong looked at his precious son, and then felt that he was an idiot for asking this question. Of course his son he knew it, so there seemed to be no violation in handing in the paper in advance.

    Zhang Mao hated Fang Jinglong¡¯s lack of concern for everything the most, so he gritted his teeth and said, ¡°Think about it, if you take the exam like this, will you pass the exam?¡±

    "I guess you can't." Fang Jinglong sighed and couldn't help but said: "It's funny, it's funny."

    Zhang Mao slapped his thigh again: "That's it. Once the review is over, there won't even be any errands. Wouldn't such a person become a waste? Who dares to marry his daughter to your Fang family? No one will marry her.  Fang family, when will you be able to hold your grandson? If you can't even hold your grandson, the Fang family will have no children or grandchildren."

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