Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 272 Fang Family
The main hall of the Fang family.

As expected of a scholarly family, the house is elegantly decorated. There are no expensive things in it, but it gives people a comfortable feeling. It is unconventional and stylish.

There was a landscape painting hanging in the middle hall. Yang Qian didn't understand it, but he could tell it was majestic and grand, and knew it must have been created by a famous artist.

Fang Ce was dressed in casual clothes, with a hat tied on, and had a kind expression. He personally prepared a tea ceremony for Yang Qian, saying that he had no way to thank him, and asked Yang Qian not to refuse.

Yang Qian agreed with a smile. But when he saw Fang Ce put a piece of lard the size of a fingernail into the teacup and stirred it, his brows twitched a few times, and he suddenly felt that he had been a little hasty in agreeing to drink this tea.

"Zhu Zhong has violated the law, so he should be dealt with according to the law. But Zhu Yun is only three years old, so the law can be lenient. However, Lord Yang, as the host, is willing to give me this honor, so I have to thank him!"

Fang Ce showed off his tea ceremony skills. It was obvious that he had practiced this technique many times. After a while, the tea aroma was mixed with the aroma of green onion, ginger, and some things that looked like spice powder. They were put back into the furnace and boiled again. The smell was, how should I describe it? It was weird.

A small cup, about half an ounce, was served to Yang Qian.

"Master Yang, please try this. I combined the techniques in the Tea Classics and added some of my own insights. I call it "fragrant tea". Do you think it suits Master Yang's taste?"

Drink or not?
Yang Qian had to give this face. He picked it up and put it into his mouth, then actually held it in his mouth for a while before swallowing it.

You know what, this mess looks weird when mixed together, but it tastes okay when you put it in your mouth.

It’s not wonderful, but it’s definitely not unpalatable.

The only doubt is that Yang Qian can no longer associate this thing with tea.

"Yang Qian is a rough man and cannot appreciate the beauty of this, but he thinks it is quite palatable. I'm sorry to make you laugh, Lord Fang." Yang Qian did not flatter the other party, he just said what he felt.

But Fang Ce smiled and said, "It's rare that Lord Yang thinks it's delicious! Those people in the academy either sneered at it or forced themselves to say it's good for my sake. Only Lord Yang can really get used to my fragrant tea!"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Qian suddenly felt that this strategy was interesting. It was completely different from the old-fashioned and boring impression he had of the old scholar.

"Hahaha, indeed, Lord Fang's tea has a strong flavor, so it's not surprising that people have different opinions. Lord Fang, don't worry about it, just drink it if you feel comfortable."

"Yes, yes, yes! Personal preferences do not need to be accepted by others as long as they do not harm others. Lord Yang must be a magnanimous person, as his nature can be seen in the details." Fang Ce said as he filled Yang Qian's teacup.

Oh! After all, you are a scholar, and it is pleasant to hear what he said!
"Master Fang, you are joking. Yang Qian's job requires him to be meticulous. Kuoda is too kind."

"Let's put it this way! When Lord Yang is doing his job, he must consider every little clue, so he must be very careful. Apart from official business, a broad-minded attitude is the wise way to deal with things. Otherwise, it would be difficult for Lord Yang to reach such a high position at his age.

I also heard that the Palace Master has already helped Lord Yang to get a reward. Lord Yang will soon be promoted, and there is no doubt that he will rise to prominence in the future!"

Yang Qian shook his head, smiled and didn't respond. These were some of the more in-depth topics. He was not familiar with Fang Ce, so there was no need to tell him these things.

After that, they chatted about some other things. After Yang Qian finished a pot of fragrant tea, he stood up, said goodbye, and left the Fang family.

Fang Ce had just returned to the main room after seeing Yang Qian off when he saw his wife sitting inside with a curious look on her face. She came over when she saw him come back.

"Old Fang, have you told him?" "What?" Fang Ce smiled and continued to fiddle with his tea sets in front of the tea table, seemingly deliberately ignoring his wife's anxiety.

"Xiao Yuan's matter! Yang Qian's mother Xu Ying and I have been in correspondence, and there are so many people from my hometown in Sandao City who guarantee it. I think this matter is reliable. Aren't you going to invite Yang Qian for tea today? You can't just sit there and drink two cups of soup and send him away, right?"

Fang Ce's face darkened, and he said seriously: "It's fragrant tea, not oily soup!"

"Come on, Lao Fang, although your tea tastes terrible, I rarely have the chance to drink it. You still say that you don't give it to people who are different from you. Tsk, you even made a pot of tea to entertain Yang Qian today, it must be something special. You have sharp eyes, tell me if Yang Qian is any good or not?"

Fang Ce had no way to deal with his old wife. Back then, he studied hard in a poor family, and his wife's family was a wealthy landlord. She went against the will of her whole family and ran to follow him. She even hanged herself several times for him. That's how they got together.

After decades of ups and downs, with three sons and a daughter, what is the matter with the old wife in the Fang family? Fang Ce is content and studies with peace of mind.

The only thing is that his wife's straightforwardness sometimes makes him neither laugh nor cry. She still has such a hot temper at her age.

"Making tea is a gift, thanking him for personally sending Xiao Yuner here. Otherwise, even with Liu Chuan's help, it's still unclear whether Xiao Yuner can come back.

In the current situation, Yang Qian is a unique existence in Jizhou Prefecture. He seems to be just the chief officer of the Patrol Case Division, but in fact, he is the reassurance of the entire prefecture.

Therefore, etiquette is of the utmost importance. "

"Courtesy? How can a powerful official like you look down upon this pot of tea?"

"Humph!" Fang Ce curled his lips and said, "I really think highly of him. Yang Qian is not an ordinary person, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to find out Zhou Zhong's flaws. He must be smart, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to cultivate such strength.

The key is that this person has both the spirit of the common people and the cunning of an official, but he does not have the kind of arrogance and contempt for the world that the immortal masters have."

"Alright, alright! Why are you saying all this? I just want to ask you, is this Yang Qian a good match for our Yuan'er?"

"It's much better than those fake ones you found before. But Yang Qianxiu has immortality, so it will be difficult for Yuan'er to follow him."

"Why?"

"The immortals can keep their youthful looks for at least 20 to 30 years. Even with Yang Qian's ability, it's not uncommon for him to keep his current appearance for another 40 to 50 years. Do you think our Yuan'er will be despised if she is no longer young?
Growing old together is a blessing."

"That's a problem. Should I reject Yang Qian's mother? Say that this marriage is inappropriate?"

"Well, this is the best. It will not cause more trouble if it is delayed for too long. And Yang Qian should know about this matter, but he did not mention it today. I think he himself probably has no intention of getting married."

"That's fine! Then I have an idea in mind. When the post station can send letters, I will write back to Yang Qian's mother and let her know about this matter."

The old couple did not mention Yang Qian's future or family background. In their opinion, these were not the primary criteria for choosing a son-in-law.

Yang Qian didn't know that he went to Fang's house and said nothing, but it directly ruined the marriage he had been worrying about.

(End of this chapter)