C780 A Study of Destiny (1/2)

The unconscious Feng Fu seemed to be dreaming of everything that had happened before he left. In his dreams, the Manager Ding humiliated him time and time again with new bonds and shiny silver coins.

Feng Fu was one of the more special and unusual members of the Manchu dynasty. He was one of the very few officials in the imperial court who could abide by their own morals.

Although he was only a Hanlin, he despised his fellow officers in other ways. In his eyes, the other officials were either nobles who sold them hats, or hats that were exchanged for blood through murder and war.

Both of them were not pure officials, the imperial government of the Great Qing was messed up by these people.

That was why Feng Fu had been united under the banner of Weng Tonghe the leader, using their strict morals to guard the last piece of pure land of the Great Qing Dynasty. They may be poor, but they had always thought of themselves as the true hope of the clear future.

Until the incident with the account bonds, when the entire imperial court's bureaucratic system had compromised with a private bank, when even he himself had started to collect black coins, the value that Feng Fu had stood for had completely collapsed.

He started drinking. Every morning, he would check in at the yamen and drink from noon onwards. He spent almost all of the money that the Manager Ding sent him to buy wine, and they were all good wine.

The Great Qing was going to end sooner or later, and the industry and industry were already reversed. Right now, the world of merchants was already in chaos.

Even the yamen runners and soldiers of the Shuntian Palace did not dare to capture him. Furthermore, there was still the Master Weng protecting him, so others were not allowed to touch him.

But the owner was afraid! With such a ticking time bomb by his side, what would he do if he were to say something outrageous? He couldn't take it anymore!

Mo Yu almost stuck the note on the waiter's forehead for Feng Fu to see, but the drunkard was still unmoved by his words and was still full of nonsense. In the end, he made all the restaurants in the capital say that they were full when they saw him, and no longer dared to do business with him.

Since it was impossible to drink outside, he decided to spend some money to send it to his family for drinking. His wife and daughter could also satisfy his appetite, but that prodigal woman in his family really didn't understand anything.

You speak to him in the language of saints, she wants to talk about charcoal money, you speak to him in the normal way, she can turn her attention to the price of floral cloth, and even say something about the imperial court that would feed the people is a good thing, it doesn't matter whether or not the imperial court is clean or not.

This could be considered as poking at the lungs of the loyal Master Feng. He raised his hand and gave a big slap on the face, ”The Great Qing Empire has been established for two hundred years already. This is the heaven's will! Whoever dares to go against the heavens and act against the heavens is the heaven's betrayal! ”

Her daughter was so scared that she was crying. Her daughter-in-law covered her face as she ran out, before saying, ”I don't know what fate is. I just know that no matter how big fate is, it must be kept alive …” ”You've already become a government official, but you still have to live your life as a government official. You can imagine what kind of hardship the people in your hometown are going to have …”

”Destiny, destiny!” Heaven's will still doesn't allow people to eat their fill! ”

”You bastard …” Hearing that his wife still dared to talk back, Feng Fu threw all the food and wine on the table towards her. He wanted to find some sharp words to refute this prodigal woman, but after looking for a long time, he still could not find a reasonable reason for the people to starve.