Usually when the end of the year is approaching, officials, nobles, relatives and friends come and go in the house, and they all send some New Year's gifts to take the opportunity to get closer to the prime minister of the dynasty. This year's event is even more grand than in the past! Welcomes and greetings are received at the door of the house.
The carriages and horses were racing, the wealthy merchants of Guanlong, the aristocratic families of Shandong, the nobles of Jiangnan, and even the Feng family of Lingnan sent people to act as stewards and presented a large number of pearls, corals, tortoise shells and other special products.
It stands to reason that with such a prosperous family business, one should be happy and smile, right?
In fact, it was just the opposite. Fang Xuanling had a lingering sense of loss in her heart...
Because most of the people who gave New Year's gifts this year were not for him, the prime minister, but for his son, who was the king's chief minister.
The soon-to-be-opened "Martial Arts Hall" has become a place where powerful people from all walks of life, civil servants and generals flock to, and everyone wants to get a piece of it. Whether they want to occupy the position of an instructor, it will become a "Martial Arts Hall" system that will be spread throughout the military in the future.
The teacher of the military attache, or the children of the clan who were sent to the "Martial Arts Hall" to expand their connections, all began to show their talents and explore new opportunities years ago.
As it should be, Fang Jun, who is responsible for the overall responsibility for the establishment of the "Martial Arts Hall", naturally became the target of competition from all parties...
Fang Xuanling has an indifferent temperament and will never be jealous of anyone, but now facing her son who is slightly overshadowing her in the limelight, she always feels a little unbalanced. Once upon a time, that tough guy was dull and cowardly, and would stay at home for whole months.
Without going out, I doubt whether I can live a good life if I get a wife. However, now there are earth-shaking changes. She is smart, capable, and has a bad temper. If the relationship between father and son is not still harmonious and close, Fang Xuanling even doubts whether he is his own son.
Being possessed by some thousand-year-old demon...
It is every father's wish to have his son become a successful child.
But when this day arrives suddenly without any preparation, not half of people can accept the strong impact...
At the same time, Fang Jun, who was merciless in receiving the gift, was still extremely disgusted.
In my previous life, I was most disgusted with this kind of social interaction, especially when it came to those colleagues in the DPRK and China. Smiling too much would make people misunderstand that he had agreed to what he asked for, and if he kept a straight face, he would be misunderstood.
People say he is unruly, domineering and domineering.
Fang Jun doesn't really care what others say about him, but this kind of discomfort is really uncomfortable, especially when he has an injury to his hip and can only stand rather than sit...
In fact, Fang Jun is the most impatient of this kind of life.
In his opinion, it is right to be reborn to enjoy the second life that God rewards him with, and to work hard and sacrifice one's life is not his style.
But he also knows that since people are alive, they always have to do something. As the saying goes, a flying goose leaves its voice, and a dead leopard leaves its skin. If a period of good youth is wasted and nothing is achieved, won't he be ridiculed by others?
How can life be meaningful?
When he looks back on the past, he has no regrets for wasting his years, nor is he ashamed of being inactive...
Fang Jun once made a life plan for himself.
At this stage, he will do his best to demonstrate his "travel" talent and help the prosperous Tang Dynasty reach a higher level. If he can make Datang enter the Age of Discovery one step ahead of time and even break out the first meritorious revolution, that will be the ultimate success.
Perfect results.
He will show his sharpness and he will go all out!
Then, when he becomes famous and has no regrets in his heart, he will quit and enjoy life to the fullest.
What kind of people live long?
It is not a person who has the ability, nor is it a person who is lucky, but a person who knows how to advance and retreat and knows the rules...
At that time, he will be a peaceful bureaucrat, just cleaning up the snow in front of his own house, and not caring about the frost on other people's tiles! Officialdom has its own official rules, and everything must be done according to the rules, not exceeding the rules, not deviating from the rules, and doing their own work.
His job.
He just doesn't follow the rules now, so he becomes a thorn in others' side.
The key to being a high-ranking official is to be honest and do things according to one's duty. Only small officials need to make great achievements in such things as being brave and diligent and having great ambitions. When it reaches a certain point, it is correct to not make progress and just muddle along.
For example, one day Fang Jun took the position of prime minister, but he still thought about such things as risking wealth and wealth. Isn't that asking for death?
You would have to be so stupid unless your brain was kicked by a donkey...
The warehouse at home has become a play place for several children. All kinds of rare treasures are dazzling. Pearls as big as longans are placed on white jade plates and they roll with your fingers. A coral tree as tall as one person.
How was it fished out from the bottom of the sea? And that one-meter-long tortoiseshell that is brownish-red with light yellow cloud spots. How many years does it take to grow to such a big size?
Every time Fang Xiuzhu entered the warehouse, she would sneak away a few treasures and name them "Appreciation". Later, Fang Jun found out that this girl was secretly saving a dowry for herself.
Fang Jun doesn’t object to saving a dowry, but if he takes the treasures from his own warehouse and puts them into a box in his boudoir, can that be called “saving”?
Relatively speaking, Fang Yize and Fang Yiyi are much simpler.
On the other hand, the widow would swagger into the warehouse and take away a treasure that pleases her eyes, and then go to the pawnshop in Chang'an City to pawn copper coins for a servant to carry.
With his reputation of "spending money like water and being free and unrestrained", he was warmly welcomed by the brothel ladies.
Can you not welcome me?
The little bird, which has not even grown all its fur, can do nothing but release water. It can be fucked by a touch, and it can be fucked twice by a kiss...
After knowing that Fang Xuanling heard the news, he hung Fang Yize from the beam of the flower hall and whipped him severely, and then Fang Yize stopped. Fang Jun was not worried about his brother losing his family. With the speed at which he made money, Fang Yize
A prodigal of this level would not be able to lose everything even if it took him a hundred years, because the speed at which he wasted money was far less than the speed at which Fang Jun made money.
What made him angry was that Fang Yize showed far less integrity when he was beaten than when he was wandering around in the brothel. He would even cry out with snot and tears begging for mercy, and then said to Fang Xuanling why the second brother
You don't care if everyone is drinking wine in the brothel...
Are these good brothers?
It's more like cheating on your brother, but if your second brother doesn't get beaten with you, you'll be lonely, right?
Princess Gao Yang and Wu Meiniang were also brought back from the farm. Now these two are the key protection targets of the Fang family. Fang Xuanling and others are always asking about their welfare and caring for them every day, lest they have unborn Fang family members.
The descendants were slightly wronged. As for whether Fang Jun, a descendant of the Fang family, would be offended, no one cared...
Early on the 21st day of the twelfth lunar month, Fangfu welcomed a rather special person.
He is special because his official position is so small that it is almost negligible among the officials who visit the house every day.
Because he is a goalie...
Uh, the officials guarding the city gate...
Wang Xuance specially changed into a new set of brocade robes today, smoked some incense, and applied a thin layer of powder on his face. He carried the gift box into Fang Jun's study elegantly, and Fang Jun kicked it out...
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"Are you going to smoke people to death or what? Quickly follow the servants to wash your hair and face, wash off the lard on your hair and wipe off the white ash on your face, otherwise I will pluck out all your hair and tear off a layer of your face.
Believe it or not?"
Fang Jun was almost smoked to death. He was furious and ordered two strong servants to take Wang Xuance to the penthouse to tidy up. They were powdered and incense. How could this proud and iron-blooded man of the Tang Dynasty have to do it?
What's wrong with such a group of spineless and unmanly stickmen?
If he hadn't seen the words "Wang Xuance" written on the gift list, he would have ordered Wei Ying to throw this man out of the gate by the collar!
Mother, this is Wang Xuance who can destroy an entire country with one man!
This kind of super talented person is actually just a city gate official?
interesting……
He likes training famous ministers and generals the most.
When Wang Xuance washed up and was brought back by his servant, Fang Jun suddenly felt more pleasing to the eye. This guy was not bad looking, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a straight nose, and a straight mouth. He looked upright and handsome, but he was ruined by social trends.
Okay, why do you have to use incense and powder to look like a rabbit?
There is an aesthetic problem.
He stared at Wang Xuance, looking at Wang Xuance, and his heart went crazy...
The second stick in this room is always staring at me. What does he want to do?
If I really want to do something, should I refuse or not?