The old fellow curled up like a large shrimp, bracing himself for the storm of giant feet.
Before long, he was beaten into a pig's head.
Hoo! So comfortable!
Kid, this old man is going back to see his grandson. If you need anything, just call out.
Also, you are not allowed to lay a hand on this old geezer. If it damages your reputation, let me handle it. It's just sparring among peers, fists and feet have no eyes!
Hahahahahahaha!
After Chai Shao finished, he left with these words, his hands behind his back, laughing heartily. He disdained to even glance at Fang Li on the ground.
For him, a Duke, to personally…
No, it was already a courtesy for him to kick him.
Damn it, so many people begged me to beat them, and I wasn't even interested!
Fang Er could see that his father-in-law had held back his strength. Otherwise, with his skill, he could have kicked Fang Li to death in at most three kicks.
As soon as Chai Shao left, Fang Da quickly ran over and helped Fang Li up.
Dad, Dad, Dad, how are you?
I’m fine!
This old…
As Fang Li said this, he quickly looked around. Seeing that Chai Shao was gone, he said with relief.
This old geezer, his hands and feet are so soft, he’s just tickling me!
Fang Er felt much better seeing Fang Li’s appearance. He smiled at Uncle Zhang.
Uncle Zhang, please take Grandpa to settle down and have Elder Sun examine his injuries. I need to have a word with Big Brother.
After Fang Li was taken away, only Fang Er and Fang Da were left.
Big Brother, follow me to the study.
Fang Er said and walked towards the study first.
Fang Da was stunned, looking foolishly at Fang Er’s retreating back: You, you, you still call me Big Brother?
Hahaha, how many Big Brothers can I still have? Fang Er turned his head and smiled at him upon hearing this.
He walked over, grabbed Fang Da, and they headed towards the study together.
Blood is thicker than water. No matter when, we are still blood relatives. This cannot be changed. Here, have some water.
In the study, Fang Er took out a bottle of Kangshuaifu Ice Black Tea, uncapped it, and handed it to Fang Da.
Fang Da glanced at it and repeatedly waved his hands, refusing: No, no need, I, I’m not thirsty.
He had never seen such a clear bottle.
He had only heard that in Chang'an city, there was a Glazed Pavilion that sold transparent glass bottles, and each bottle was extremely valuable.
What precious water could be contained in such a bottle? It was probably only immortal wine that was worthy of it.
Hahaha, no need for such formality. This is just common household item. Take it and drink it. You must be thirsty after flying all this way.
Fang Er stuffed the bottle into his hand and retreated to the main seat to sit down.
Fang Da still dared not drink it. He placed the bottle on the table beside him, stood up, and bowed deeply to Fang Er.
Your Grace, my father was without virtue in the past. I implore you not to hold it against us and to spare my father and me, please.
Fang Li was unreasonable, but he knew.
Fang Er’s current identity and status were far beyond their reach.
Slap! Fang Er slapped the table, his palm going numb from the impact. He stood up, looked at Fang Er, and reprimanded him.
He is him, and you are you!
His mistakes, he will repay them slowly in the future. What about you? Do you just want to live your life in a muddle?
I heard your marriage was also called off. What, are you planning to remain a bachelor for life?
Wuwuwuwu~~~~
Hearing Fang Er’s reprimand, Fang Da suddenly covered his face and burst into tears.
I don't want to, I don't want to!
Father is a disappointment, squandering all the family fortune inherited from grandfather. All that's left is land. If Uncle Zhang hadn't rushed back in time, it would have been seized by others!
No one is willing to marry their daughter to the son of a gambler, wuwuwu~~~
Fang Da was very distressed. On the estate, even the children of the tenant farmers were unwilling to associate with him because Fang Li was a degenerate gambler.
At this time, the tenant farmers were not as fearful of the manor lords as they were later, because the imperial court provided permanent fields.
The Tang Dynasty had been established for only more than ten years, and the annexation of land had not even begun to show signs. As long as there were no natural disasters, after paying taxes, a family could survive without starving. Farming rented land would also provide some subsidy to the household.
If the manor lord was too unreasonable, the tenant farmer could simply return the land, farm only their own land, or go and reclaim wasteland. It was that simple.
This was also why Fang Li, with over two thousand mu of fertile land, couldn't even find a wife for his son.
If it were the Ming or Qing dynasties, let alone marry one, marrying ten would not have been a problem.
Fang Er did not know about these matters yet, but he trusted that Uncle Zhang must have handled them, so he did not inquire further.
Seeing Fang Da's pained expression, he also felt a pang of sympathy and said.
Stay here, and I will arrange something for you to do. Work hard, and accumulating some fortune will not be difficult.
I will also arrange for your father to do something, so that he doesn't continue gambling when he returns.
Also, we are brothers, so calling me Your Grace makes us strangers. Call me younger brother, or An Zhi.
Fang Da’s crying subsided slightly, and he mumbled. I, I, I don't know what I can do.
Fang Er smiled slightly. These are not problems. I will arrange for someone to teach you, and you just need to learn with all your heart.
After chatting for a while longer, he sent for Zhu Zi to be called over.
When Zhu Zi came in, he was stunned to see Fang Da. Your Grace, is this Eldest Young Master?
Fang Er nodded. Arrange for him to be under your command first. Let him train his physique, and don't make things difficult for him. His father's affairs have nothing to do with him. Bring him to the house to liven things up tomorrow. Go.
Yes, Your Grace.
Fang Da left with Zhu Zi. Fang Er was worried about how to arrange for Fang Li.
After thinking for a long time, he sent for Tan Zong to be called over. At the same time, Fang Li was also brought to the study by Uncle Zhang.
After Tan Zong met Fang Li, he asked Fang Li to wait outside.
This old man was much more obedient after being beaten by Chai Shao. He was afraid that Fang Er would invite Chai Shao over to abuse him again.
Tan Zong did not understand why he was called over. He stood obediently to the side, waiting.
Arrange for him to work at the iron mine. Fang Er pointed at Fang Li’s retreating back and said.
Tan Zong was a bit confused. For such matters, one could simply send someone to take Fang Li there. Why call him over?
Fang Er smiled slightly. He is my elder uncle, my biological elder uncle.
Slap!
Tan Zong slapped his forehead. Your Grace, I understand!
Tell me, how much salary is appropriate to give him? Fang Er asked.
Tan Zong was stunned. He is your elder uncle, so how much salary you give is up to you.
Yes, the salary should be a little higher than others, but not too much.
Uh, skilled old artisans at the mine earn one guan per month. A little higher, ten guan? Tan Zong cautiously tested.
Hmm, a little higher. Shift the decimal point back. Your Grace’s words are too obvious, and we can guess it immediately.
Just then, Fang Er said to him.
However, my elder uncle doesn’t like to take advantage of others. Therefore, whatever he takes, he has to do the work of that many people. Do you understand?
Tan Zong immediately understood. If he didn't understand this, he would be an idiot.
Understood! Your Grace, rest assured, ten guan for the work of ten people!
I will go back and arrange it now!
Saying that, he saluted and withdrew, taking Fang Li back to the iron mine.
Fang Li had no idea what kind of labor reform awaited him. He still followed Tan Zong happily, thinking that his good days had finally come.