Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
The patrolling night watchman banged the clapper rhythmically.
The sound traveled to the tall building. Fang Yuan opened his dry eyelids and thought to himself, "It's the fifth day of the night."
Last night, he lay in bed and thought for a long time. He made a lot of plans, but he only slept for a little more than two hours.
This body had not started cultivating yet, so he did not have much energy. Therefore, waves of tiredness still enveloped his body and mind.
However, more than five hundred years of experience had forged Fang Yuan's steel-like determination. This bit of drowsiness was nothing at all.
Immediately, he pushed away the thin silk bedding on his body and got up neatly.
When he opened the window, the spring rain had stopped.
The smell of soil, trees, and wildflowers was fresh and moist. Fang Yuan felt his head clear and his drowsiness was completely dispelled.
The sun had not risen yet. The sky was a deep blue, dark and bright at the same time.
As far as the eye could see, the tall building made of green bamboo and trees contrasted with the mountains. It was a quiet and dark green color.
The tall building had at least two floors. It was the unique structure of the mountain people's houses. Because the mountain was rugged, the first floor was a huge wooden pile, and the second floor was the people's residence.
Fang Yuan and his brother Fangzheng lived on the second floor.
"Young Master Fang Yuan, you're awake. I'll go upstairs and help you wash up. "At this moment, a young girl's voice came from downstairs.
Fang Yuan looked down. It was his personal maid, Shen Cui.
Her looks could only be considered average, but she was well dressed. She wore a green shirt, long sleeves, long pants, and embroidered shoes. There was even a pearl hairpin in her black hair. Her whole body exuded the vitality of youth.
She looked at Fang Yuan with joy. Carrying a basin of water, she went upstairs.
The water was warm and was used to wash his face. Rinsing his mouth with a willow branch dipped in snow salt could clean and whiten his teeth.
Shen Cui served him tenderly. There was a smile on her face, and her eyes were filled with love. After that, she helped Fang Yuan put on his clothes. In the process, she rubbed her ample breasts against Fang Yuan's arm or back from time to time.
Fang Yuan was expressionless, and his heart was as calm as still water.
Not only was this maidservant a spy for her uncle and aunt, but she was also vain and had a cold temperament. In his previous life, he had been deceived by her. After the Awakening Ceremony, when his status had plummeted, she had immediately turned against him and rolled her eyes at him.
When Fangzheng arrived, he saw Shen Cui smoothing out the creases on Fang Yuan's clothes. His eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of envy and jealousy.
He had been living with his brother for the past few years and was taken care of by Fang Yuan. He also had a servant to serve him. However, it wasn't a young maidservant like Shen Cui, but a fat and swollen old maidservant.
"If one day, Shen Cui can serve me like this, how would it feel?" Fangzheng had some thoughts in his heart, but he didn't dare to think about it.
His aunt and uncle favored Fang Yuan, and this was a matter that everyone in the fu knew.
Originally, he didn't have a servant to serve him. It was Fang Yuan who took the initiative to ask for one for Fangzheng.
Although there was a difference in status between master and servant, Fangzheng didn't dare to look down on Shen Cui. This was because Shen Cui's mother was the Shen momo who served his aunt and was also the housekeeper of the entire fu. She was deeply trusted by his aunt and had a lot of power.
"Alright, you don't have to tidy up." Fang Yuan impatiently brushed away Shen Cui's soft hands. His clothes had long been tidied, and Shen Cui was more of a seduction.
For her, his future was bright, and the possibility of having an A grade aptitude was very high. If she could become Fang Yuan's concubine, she could change from a slave to a master. It could be said that she had reached the sky in one step.
In his previous life, Fang Yuan had been deceived and even liked this maidservant. After his rebirth, he was as clear as a fire, and his heart was as cold as frost.
"You can leave." Fang Yuan didn't even look at Shen Cui as he tidied up his cuffs.
Shen Cui slightly pouted. She felt a little strange and wronged for Fang Yuan's lack of understanding today. She wanted to say something coquettish, but she was deterred by Fang Yuan's inexplicable temperament. She opened her mouth a few times, but finally said "Yes" and obediently retreated.
"Are you ready?" Fang Yuan looked at Fangzheng.
His younger brother stood at the door in a daze. He lowered his head to look at his toes and softly said "En".
In fact, he had woken up at the fourth watch. He was too nervous to fall asleep, so he secretly got up and prepared early. Both of his eyes had dark circles.
Fang Yuan nodded. In his previous life, he wasn't clear about his younger brother's thoughts, but in this life, how could he not understand?
But it was meaningless to point it out at this time, so he lightly ordered, "Then let's go."
Thus, the two brothers walked out of the residence. Along the way, they met many people of the same age, in twos and threes. Obviously, they had the same destination.
"Look, those are the two brothers of the Fang family." A careful whisper came into their ears.
"The one walking in front is that Fang Yuan. He's the one who wrote the poem, Fang Yuan." Someone emphasized.
"So it's him. He's expressionless, as if there's no one else around. He's really as arrogant as the rumors say." Someone said in a sour tone, with jealousy and envy.
"Hmph, if you can be like him, you can also be arrogant!" Someone replied with a cold snort, hiding a kind of dissatisfaction.
Fangzheng listened with an expressionless face. He had long been used to this kind of discussion.
He lowered his head and followed behind his brother, walking in silence.
At this time, the horizon had already lit up with the morning light. Fang Yuan's shadow was cast on his face.
The sun was gradually rising, but Fangzheng suddenly felt that he was walking towards darkness.
This darkness originated from his brother. Perhaps in this life, he would never be able to break free from his brother's huge shadow.
He felt a burst of pressure in his chest, and even had difficulty breathing. This damned feeling even made him think of the word "suffocation"!
"Hmph, this kind of discussion really is the case of the tree that stands out in the forest being blown down by the wind." Listening to the discussion in his ears, Fang Yuan laughed coldly in his heart.
It was no wonder that after the test of his C grade aptitude, he was surrounded by enemies on all sides. For a long time, he was treated harshly, looked down upon, and treated coldly.
Behind him, his brother Fangzheng's increasingly muffled breathing was also heard by him.
What he did not notice in his previous life, he was able to see clearly in this life.
This was the keen insight brought about by 500 years of life experience.
He suddenly thought of his uncle and aunt. They really had some tricks up their sleeves. They assigned Shen Cuilai to monitor him, and assigned an old nanny to his brother. In fact, there were other differences in treatment in the details of life.
This was all done intentionally. It was to provoke the anger in his brother's heart, and to provoke the brotherly relationship between him and his brother.
The world did not worry about scarcity, but about inequality.
In his previous life, he had too little experience, and his brother was too stupid and naive, so he was successfully provoked by his uncle and aunt.
Since his rebirth, the Awakening Ceremony was about to begin. The situation seemed difficult to reverse, but with Fang Yuan's demonic methods and wisdom, it was not impossible to change.
This brother could be completely suppressed and subdued. Shen Cuilai, a little girl, could be added into the harem early. There were also his uncle and aunt, the clan leader, and the elders. There were at least hundreds of ways to beat them.
"But, I don't want to do this …" Fang Yuan sighed leisurely in his heart.
So what if he was his biological brother? There was no familial love to speak of. He was just an outsider, so it was fine to let him go.
No matter how beautiful Shen Cuilai was, without love and loyalty, she was just a corpse. Added into the harem? She was not worthy.
Even if it was his uncle and aunt, the clan leader, and the elders, they were all passers-by in his life. Why did he have to rack his brain and waste his energy to beat these passers-by?
Hehe.
As long as they did not hinder his journey, then he would play with his own eggs. He would not even bother to step on them.
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