บท 252: Counselor

Fang Wenshi had not expected that he would be so poverty-stricken. The first thing that he thought of when he opened his eyes every morning was about how he could use a few grains of rice to feed his hunger. He had once been respected by many of his neighbors because he was a man of poetry, was well versed in many books, and can hold conversations about philosophical matters. Even the local wealthy man had wanted him to marry his daughter. However, he had rejected the offer. A real man's aspirations should be endless- why should he be afraid about not having a wife? When he had traveled around the country for four or five years and had returned to his hometown without any success, he had been greeted by the same rich man. He rejoiced in secret for several days.