Xia Ji's worries came true. Qingsong Kingdom, with the support of Hanshui Kingdom, launched another attack on Daxia.
Fang Chen, who had never attended court for many years and did not care about anything, was summoned back to lead his troops to the war in order to know the destiny of heaven.
In the first year, a crushing defeat.
The second year, a crushing defeat.
In the third year, a crushing defeat.
The national strength of Daxia gradually became empty, and finally reached an agreement with Qingsong to pay tribute to Qingsong and cold water every year, and stop fighting.
The reputation that Fang Chen established when he was young was old but he was in danger of his later years. The impeachment received by Xia Ji could even be high.
The year after the signing of the agreement, Mr. Fang passed away and Fang Canghai and his wife died one after another.
In Fang Mansion, it was during dinner, and the Jade Fairy sat beside Fang Chen, and his son, daughter-in-law, and grandson were also on the table.
This is the rule of the Fang Mansion, and the family has to have dinner together, but Fang Cangyou often runs away and is often not in the mansion.
"What's going on with the wound on your face?"
Fang Chen glanced at his son, and there was a bruise on the corner of his eyes, and his skin was broken.
His wife wanted to speak but stopped her, and he said respectfully:
"Father, I accidentally bumped into it while walking."
"You are so old, and you are so careless when you walk? You should look at the road more in the future."
Fang Chen smiled and then picked up a piece of pork belly for Fairy Yu, "Madam, this meat is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and it is really delicious."
After dinner, Fang Chen's son and daughter-in-law said goodbye and left.
Fairy Jade then glanced at Fang Chen and said with concern:
"Husband, because of these defeats, many people have poured dirty water on the Fang Mansion. The injuries on my son's face were probably beaten by someone, not by himself."
"I know."
Fang Chen nodded.
"Then aren't you worried?"
The Jade Fairy was slightly stunned.
"I'm worried about nothing."
Fang Chen said in his heart, then smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, it's okay, aren't everything going well now, and there's no need to fight in the future. Even the people of Daxia may have to live with their heads shrank."
Sure enough, in the years that followed, Qingsong became more and more excessive. Relying on the Hanshui Kingdom as its backer, it repeatedly disrupted the agreement and raging on the border of Daxia, and even opened Qingsong Premium Pavilion in Kyoto of Daxia.
The court cannot hold on to the other party’s impeachment, and it also needs a hole for the people to vent.
So Fang's mansion suffered. First, Fang Chen's son was found for a reason, removed from his official position and demoted him to a civilian.
Then the various names that Fang Chen made when he was young were also deprived of.
Fang Cangyou was also implicated and died of illness soon after. Once he left, Fang Cangyue, who had no children in his life, also died of illness soon after.
More than ten or twenty years have passed. Fang Mansion, which was once prominent for a while, is no different from ordinary people.
My son and daughter-in-law couldn't stay in Kyoto anymore, so she took Fang Chen's grandson to make a living and didn't come back to see her for many years.
Fang Chen and Fairy Yu also moved to a house early, and went out for a walk every morning, and then brought some light breakfast to Fairy Yu.
She was sick and the fried dough sticks were too greasy to eat them anymore.
"Old guy! Get out of here, don't get in my way!"
A thick Qingsong martial artist walked past Fang Chen and suddenly felt that the old man in front of him looked disliked, so he kicked him.
Fortunately, Fang Chen's martial arts skills were still a little preserved, but he did not avoid it, but took the kick and staggered out for a long time.
The other party laughed and then left.
This kind of scene will be released in Kyoto from time to time, and everyone is used to watching it and will not meddle in other people's business.
Nowadays, anyone can get involved, but the only one who can't afford Qingsong's martial artist.
Fang Chen returned to the house swayingly, helped Fairy Yu to feed her, and told her about her experiences on the street.
As the Jade Fairy ate, tears suddenly rolled down: "Criminal, are you willing?"
She called Fang Chen's husband for decades, but now she called him back to the original title. For a moment, time seemed to go back to when they were both young.
"What's wrong with reluctance? Isn't this what life is like? Different choices and different results, and the cause and effect cycle."
Fang Chen smiled and said, "Drink the porridge soon. When you get better, I will increase my strength. Husband. I will take you out of the sea in the end. This time we went far away. In the future, the unfilial son will never see you.
The two of them just don’t bother him.”
Fairy Jade was stunned for a moment, and then drank the porridge obediently.
A few days later, Fairy Jade died of illness.
Fang Chen simply handled her funeral. After finishing the matter, he sat at the door and watched the crowd coming and going on the street.
Suddenly, an old guy slowly approached here. Seeing Fang Chen looking at him, the old guy also grinned, with only two or three of his teeth left, which looked quite funny.
"Crown Prince, do you still remember Xu Ge, the Daxia Hidden Guard?"
"Xu Ge? You are so old, please sit here. What's the matter with me?"
Fang Chen patted his side casually.
Xu Ge sat down tremblingly, and then talked about his experiences over the years. His path was not going smoothly. Now he is alone.
"Criminal, the third prince has come to you over the years?"
"No."
"Oh... the third prince thought he had forgotten his friendship with the prince."
"Maybe."
"Is the prince really willing?"
"You have to accept your fate."
"It's better... let's rebel."
"You are joking, are you seeing that little girl younger? She is teenagers, full of qi and blood. You and I can only support ten moves in his hands, maybe five moves."
“…Then…I’ll say goodbye.”
Xugo is gone.
After some years, some gods burned Fang Chen's house. He, an old man who was almost a hundred years old, fell to the point where he had no house to live in.
Fang Chen could only find a piece of cloth and set up a photo-looking stall on the street. He said one by one, saying one by one, making ordinary people stunned, but they could continue to live.
Not far from the street, there were several figures standing. They looked at Fang Chen while whispering.
"This guy doesn't get in."
"He didn't respond much."
"Can he notice where he is?"
"impossible."
"Only one last move."
Soon, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the stall. It was an old Taoist priest with a long hair and a childish face. He looked at Fang Chen with a smile:
"Fellow Taoist, I think you have a lot of insights. Do you want to follow the old and cultivate immortals?"
Fang Chen was stunned for a moment: "What are the benefits of cultivating immortals?"
The old Taoist priest whispered: "You can live forever, and you can do everything by calling the wind and rain."
"Promise him, promise him!"
Several figures looked here nervously.
As long as the other party agrees, this time it will be successful.
"I don't know what is the name of senior...?"
Fang Chen's expression became a little solemn.
"I'm going to be Yunhe."
The old Taoist priest smiled.
Fang Chen sighed softly and waved his hand: "You and I are both charlatans, why should I lie to me, the old man? I don't have much silver on me. The name of Yunhe is so fresh and refined, but you look so vulgar.
Don't be allowed this nickname."
The old Taoist priest cursed foolishly and then waved his sleeves and left angrily.
"This person is hopeless."
"Well, there is no cure, I'm wasting too much time, so don't worry about him."
"Switch someone."
"Um."
A few days later, Fang Chen suddenly noticed something and said to himself joyfully: "It's damn."
He closed his eyes and suddenly lost his life.
When I opened my eyes again, I was already in the deserted courtyard.
Not only was Mr. Xun standing in front of him, but also Master Yunhe, Mr. Fang, and Li Jingnian.