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Chapter 17 – 017【Strict Etiquette】

Chapter 17 017 [Strict etiquette]

Qianshan Fei family originally had three major sects: Henglin Fei family, Fanwu Fei family, and Feidun Fei family.

During the reign of Xuande, Henglin Fei’s business flourished because of business. Before setting foot in the officialdom, he had done business in Zhejiang and Fujian.

The people passed through Hukou County, stayed in Jiujiang for two days, then crossed Poyang Lake and entered Xinhe River, and took a boat all the way to Hekou Town, Qianshan County.

Despite Jiangxi’s modern economic backwardness, it was known as the thoroughfare of eight provinces in ancient times. There is a saying: “Hankou is endless, and Hekou is endless.”

Hekou Town is the territory of Qianshan Fei’s family, and the ancestors rose from this commercial town!

From here, you can reach Zhejiang in the east and Fujian in the southeast. If you return to Poyang Lake, it reaches Guangdong in the south, Huguang in the west, and the Yangtze River in the north. There are many rivers and lakes on all roads, and they are connected by official roads, and the trade is so prosperous that it is staggering.

When passing by Hekou Town, Zhao Han looked dumbfounded. He never imagined that a “remote town” could develop to such a degree.

Porcelain and tea from Jingdezhen must go through Hekou Town if they want to sell to Fujian. If you want to quickly sell to Zhejiang, you can also take Xinhe, and then go straight to Jinhua along the official road. Hekou Town is also a must.

Porcelains of the Ming Dynasty were exported to Europe. In terms of Jingdezhen porcelain alone, at least half of them were transported to coastal ports via Hekou Town.

It’s no wonder that Fei’s family is so powerful, and it’s no wonder that Fei Yinghuan is so generous, he has occupied the treasure land for two hundred years.

Between the small town and Henglin Fei’s ancestral house, there is a paved bluestone avenue, and a series of archways stand in the distance: Zhuangyuan Square, Tanhua Square, Jinshi Square, Dashi Square, Shangshu Square…

The boat sailed slowly past Hekou Town and continued up the Xinhe River. Wei Jianxiong explained: “My son’s family is at the foot of Ehu Mountain, and has been separated from the main sect of Henglin for many years.”

To put it more bluntly, although Fei Yinghuan’s Zongzhi can’t touch Hekou Town, it controls the commercial waterway that is the closest distance from Jiangxi to Zhejiang!

Xinhe, renamed Xinjiang in the Qing Dynasty, Zhao Han has never been here.

Enjoy the scenery of the water town all the way, and come to Ehu Town in a short time. Although this town is not as prosperous as Hekou Town, it is also a large commercial town. Countless tea and porcelain from Jingdezhen are transported eastward from here to all parts of Zhejiang.

Most of the shops in Ehu Town are owned by Fei Yinghuan’s family.

The land around Ehu Town is also less than half owned by Fei Yinghuan’s family.

“The young master is back! The young master is back!”

The moment Fei Yinghuan stepped out of the cabin, a dock worker recognized him, and immediately started yelling at the top of his voice.

Then, shouts came and went, from the pier to the street.

Soon there were a few young people running towards Ehu Mountain, chasing each other like a race. Whoever reports to Fei’s family first will get more rewards. How can such a good thing be left behind.

“Master!”

“Master!”

Walk along the way, and everyone you meet along the way stops to say hello.

Fei Yinghuan held her head high, always smiling, as if a big star was reviewing fans.

In Zhao Han’s mind, Mr. Fei’s image has changed drastically at this moment, perfectly transformed into…the silly son of a landlord’s family.

Observing these common people carefully, Zhao Han found that they were all in good spirits, obviously living a good life for the time being.

Out of the small town, there are fields and fields.

Many farmers are working in the fields, and the autumn grain seedlings are lush and green. It seems that this year will usher in another bumper harvest.

If you only look at the surface, it seems that the whole people here have entered a well-off society!

After walking for a while, a group of people hurried over.

The two husbands rushed to Fei Yinghuan, lowered their poles and respectfully said, “Master, please get on the sedan chair.”

Fei Yinghuan didn’t say much, and sat on it as usual.

“Get up the sedan chair, open the umbrella!” Another middle-aged slave shouted, but he was the school boy who grew up with Fei Yinghuan, and now he is the middle-level manager in Fei’s family.

Yufu carried the sliding pole forward, and a servant held up a sun umbrella to prevent Young Master Fei from being exposed to the sun.

There are house slaves clearing the way in front of the slider to prevent people and animals from accidentally running out of the way, and accidentally bumping into the young master.

Following the sliding pole were three boys, all of whom were servant boys of Fei Yinghuan.

The bookcase on Wei Jianxiong’s back and the luggage in Zhao Han’s hand were also taken by other house slaves.

The steward who was born as a book boy, protected the sliding pole and shouted all the way: “The young master is back home, the young master is back home!”

I am Nima!

Zhao Han was dumbfounded, he just sent someone home, and the battle was like a feudal official going out on patrol.

The most nonsensical thing is that the three boys following the sliding pole, they are mere servant boys, are all dressed in silk.

The gentry in the world, as expected, **** it!

A farmer came over with a bucket of manure, and chose to avoid it from a distance, and hid dozens of steps away, for fear that the manure would stink up the young master of the Fei family.

Now that I know the Fei family of Qianshan, why have there been no Jinshi for two consecutive generations, and there is even only one single seedling Juren in this generation?

The family tradition is broken!

When Fei Hong and Fei Cai were alive, Fei’s family was not allowed to divide his family and property, and brothers and sisters must unite and love each other. Fei’s descendants are not allowed to indulge in pleasure, even if they have the honor of juren, they also strictly stipulate the number of servants, and they can take one or two at most when they go out.

But now, the family rules that prohibit family separation have been completely destroyed long ago, and countless small branches have been separated.

Instead of working together, the various sects competed and annexed each other, and even secretly colluded with outsiders.

The businessmen who were sent to Fujian and Zhejiang directly set up their own families in other provinces, and the huge family power was dismembered into countless parts.

People are scattered and unable to get together.

The descendants of the Fei family gradually became indifferent to the imperial examinations, and enjoyed themselves in peacetime. If they were admitted as scholars, they would be able to buy a low-ranking official. If it is enough to be a scholar, you can cheat if you can, and if you can’t cheat, you will be old for life.

After a while, a group of buildings on the hillside appeared in Zhao Han’s sight, covering an area of at least two to three hundred acres.

More than a hundred clansmen and house slaves stood at the door waiting for the young master to return.

The leader is Fei Yinghuan’s second brother Fei Yingqi, followed by his third brother Fei Yingke.

“Brother!” The two brothers stepped forward to salute.

The sliding pole fell to the ground, and immediately a servant helped Fei Yinghuan down.

Young Master Fei saluted and asked, “Where is fourth brother?”

Fei Yingqi replied: “The fourth brother doesn’t stay at home all day, and he doesn’t know where he went crazy. Big brother, come in quickly, and the two elders are waiting for you at home.”

There is a brazier on the threshold of the main entrance.

Fei Yinghuan stepped over the brazier to get rid of the bad luck of contamination.

As for the Zhao Han brothers and sisters, as well as Wei Jianxiong and other house slaves, they could only enter through a side door by detour.

The strict etiquette rules were immediately revealed.

No matter how close Fei Yinghuan and Wei Jianxiong are, even if they are like brothers, a master is a master, a slave is a slave, and the gap of status cannot be bridged.

Zhao Han took the little sister’s hand, followed Wei Jianxiong into the side door, and turned around to a courtyard.

Wei Jianxiong explained: “This is the young master’s Jingxingyuan. There are more than 20 rooms nearby, all of which are the private land of the young master. Unless you are summoned, you are not allowed to enter the third courtyard.”

“Thank you, Uncle Wei, for your guidance.” Zhao Han clasped his fists.

The three of them came to Wei Jianxiong’s room, waiting to be dealt with.

After waiting for a while, Fei Yinghuan saw that his parents had not returned, but the book boy who grew up with him came.

Wei Jianxiong introduced: “This is Mr. Fei Lin, the general manager of Jingxingyuan.”

Zhao Han immediately pulled his sister to salute: “The boy has met Guanshi Fei.”

“Brother Wei is well,” Fei Lin first smiled and recalled the past with Wei Jianxiong, and suddenly asked Zhao Han expressionlessly, “Are you the boy brought back by the young master?”

Zhao Han could only salute again: “Boy Zhao Han, I have met Guanshi Fei.”

Fei Lin immediately summoned a maid and said, “Mo Xiang, take this brother and sister to Zhongqin Yuan and pick a good house for them.”

Not waiting for Zhao Han to leave, Fei Lin smiled again, and put his arms around Wei Jianxiong: “Brother Wei, I haven’t seen you for more than half a year, let’s go have a drink.”

Under the etiquette and family rules, servants are also divided into many levels.

Perhaps Fei Yinghuan is more talkative, but this manager Fei Lin has to be careful.

Fuck the rules!

(end of this chapter)