Unexpectedly, Qiu He actually reported these words to Emperor Yang of Sui Dynasty, saying that the Yuan family wanted to compete for the world and sow discord.
Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty was furious and beheaded Yuan Zhou, then recruited Shangguan Zheng as General Xiaowei, and worshiped Qiu He as the governor of Daizhou.
The two men were promoted without incident, but Yuan Zhou was killed for making a joke. Yuan Xin was furious and sneaked into Qiu He's house at night. The whole family was slaughtered by him, and no one survived. But he could not do this.
It was extremely secretive and left no trace of evidence. Although Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty knew that Yuan Xian was responsible for it and was furious, he did not dare to overly stimulate the Guanlong Group because he was at war with the Guanlong Group at the time, so he had to give it up temporarily.
Yuan Renhui is Yuan Zhou’s son.
Although Yuan Xian escaped, he never dared to show his face again. He could only live in the mansion like a prison...
From high-spirited to dormant, how can we not be depressed and confused?
A month ago, his only heir, Yuan Huaiming, died of illness and passed away. The loss of his son in old age made Yuanxuan perverse and violent! It was when he was sad that he heard that a Taoist priest from Maoshan was good at "the method of crossing the underworld" and could
The blessings that a man had never been able to enjoy in his life extended to the next life, and he continued to rise to great heights and become a master. He cruelly ordered that a total of 9981 young virgins in the house be disposed of with secret methods, and then they were buried in the tomb...
This method would harm Tianhe, but burying living people has been a tradition since ancient times. In addition, the Yuan clan sympathized with Yuan Xin's experience, so no one stopped it.
Yuan Renhui dissuaded him with a gentle voice: "Don't be upset, uncle, let me leave this matter to my nephew."
Yuan Xian snorted, his anger subsided, and asked: "How do you plan to deal with it?"
Yuan Renhui also had a headache: "That guy Fang Jun has a very bad temper. It would be really troublesome if he really caught his eye. After all, the "Zhenguan Law" explicitly prohibits the burial of living people..."
Yuan Xuan said disapprovingly: "It's expressly prohibited? There are so many things that are expressly prohibited, but rebellion is still not allowed. Do you think in which year have there been fewer rebellions? Besides, it's just that we can't bury them alive. I will kill them all."
If you are dead, then when will you be buried as a living person?"
Yuan Renhui was speechless, aren't you using strong words to make sense?
According to what you said, even if a living person is filled into a tomb, he will be suffocated to death. Does that mean that there is no such thing as a living person being buried in the world?
However, the two uncles and nephews have a very close relationship. They said softly: "Uncle, why bother? It's just a waste of extra money. My nephew has already sent people to the home of the buried girl to pay compensation and obtain a reconciliation document from her family. Then it will be settled."
It's no big deal if Fang Jun doesn't let go. Although it violates the law, who has any control over what you and I want to do?"
Yuan Xin then snorted and nodded with satisfaction.
After walking out of Yuan Xian's residence, Yuan Renhui looked up at the plaque on the door and shook his head slightly.
"Honorable virtues promote life and achieve perfection."
The words are nice, but how does this have anything to do with the third uncle's character?
Turning left through a frozen pool, Yuan Renhui entered a magnificent and luxurious building.
The head of the Yuan family, Yuan Zheng, took off his thick winter coat and sat barefoot on a chair wearing only a thin middle coat. One foot was on the luxurious Persian carpet, and the other was hugged by the charming maid.
He kneaded it gently in his arms and shook it from time to time to tease the full fruit in the maid's arms.
The bronze animal furnaces in the four corners of the lobby are burning with high-quality bone charcoal, emitting heat and a faint fragrance, which is as warm as spring and makes people fascinated.
Yuan Renhui turned a blind eye to Yuan Zheng's dissolute behavior, stepped forward and bowed, then sat on a chair on the side and sighed comfortably.
"It's much more comfortable here. Uncle San's place is like an ice cellar. It's so cold that your bones are chilling." Yuan Renhui said, and then she sipped the fragrant tea served by the maid.
One bite.
Yuan Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and sighed: "The fate of the third child is really bad. How many hatreds in the world can be compared to old age and losing a son, and a white-haired person giving a black-haired person? In addition, he has always been violent.
, it is unreasonable to act under such a blow, you must be more considerate."
"Save the kids."
Yuan Renhui responded.
"What's the reply from Fang Jun?" Yuan Zheng asked.
Yuan Renhui frowned: "I'm afraid there may be some trouble, but Fang Jun doesn't let go. He seems to be determined to bite us hard."
"Don't let go?"
Yuan Zheng disagreed: "The reason he didn't let go is because the benefits he received have not reached the level that he thinks he can let go. He wants to hit us hard with nothing! But he has made a miscalculation. We
The Yuan family has countless money and power, and they are willing to give up anything, but they just won’t give it to him!”
Yuan Renhui disagreed and said, "Why is this necessary? That Fang Jun has a stubborn temperament and is His Majesty's favorite and beloved son-in-law. If we offend him too deeply, I'm afraid the gains will outweigh the losses."
Based on his understanding of Fang Jun, he is afraid that Fang Jun will never give up.
It is not easy for the Yuan family to severely humiliate Fang Jun, and it is likely to be self-defeating.
Just as he said just now at Yuanxian, after all, the Yuan family still violated the "Zhenguan Law". Even if almost every family has sacrifices and burials, it is only a tacit understanding in private and cannot be brought to the table.
Who knows that Fang Junzhi is cruel and ruthless? With him holding onto his righteousness, no one knows what jaw-dropping things this guy will do if he goes crazy.
Yuan Zheng chuckled and pointed to the desk on one side. There was a large pile of letter paper on it, all of which were densely packed transaction lists.
Being able to become the head of the Yuan family, Yuan Zheng's wisdom is naturally far beyond ordinary people, and he will never look down on young talents like Fang Jun, a rising star in the officialdom! All the family members are bound by interests. In the face of these huge interests, those members of the family must be determined.
He is so eager to follow you that even the imperial power dares to touch it!
Of course, the Yuan clan has not grown to the point where they think they can subvert the imperial power, and they don't bother to do so.
Fang Jun is just a knife for His Majesty. No matter how sharp and smooth the knife is, in the end it is still a knife, and the person holding the knife has the final say! When these interests bring pressure to all the aristocratic families,
No matter how your Majesty insists, you must make a choice.
If you throw away the knife, you can replace it with another one.
If the foundation is shaken, that is a big deal!
Yuan Zheng was convinced that in the face of the huge issue of whether the empire's foundation was stable or not, His Majesty Li Er would definitely shrink back and give up on Fang Jun.
By that time, what if he is Fang Xuanling's son?
A mantis uses its arms as a chariot, and a mayfly shakes a tree. The end result is nothing but shattering of bones!
A foolish boy who was dazzled by the so-called sense of justice, bumped headlong into the aristocratic family, a giant rock that could not be overthrown like a mountain, and was destined to be a short-lived meteor. Although it was brilliant and brilliant, it could only end in ashes.
, everything is silent...
And Yuanshi is the bright moon in the night sky, bright and clear, lasting forever!
How can the fire of a firefly candle dare to compete with the sun and the moon?
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In this era, no one is worse than Fang Jun in how to rely on public opinion to praise or discredit a person or even a family. In terms of scheming and power, he is not as good as those aristocratic families who have been steeped in power and scheming for many generations, so he must do those things. People are completely unfamiliar with using new things to achieve their own goals.
Never easily get involved in areas that you are not familiar with or good at. This is what Fang Jun heard a celebrity say in his previous life, and he feels the same way.
This year's New Year was a bit depressing for the Fang family. Even if a little girl, who was always dressed in white and as beautiful as a fairy, ran around with a silver bell-like laughter, it could not alleviate it.
The master of the house, Fang Xuanling, was one year older. The servants suddenly discovered that the white hair on the temples of the master of the house, who used to be as calm and calm as jade, became more silvery as if dyed with frost and snow, and the wrinkles on his face were also deeper and seemed to be filled with fatigue.
…
Dalang was away from home all day long, and there were always banquets and banquets of one kind or another, which made him reluctant to miss Shu and frequently attend appointments.
Erlang is the most weird.
He hides in his study all day long, writing and drawing, and from time to time he calls in some officials from Jingzhao Mansion to give him instructions...
The usual cheerful, honest and unassuming Erlang disappeared, and was replaced by Jing Zhaoyin, who was dressed in official dignity and looked cold...
Which Erlang is better?
The servants can't say, but those who are familiar with Erlang's temperament know that once Erlang shows such a state of concentration and all-out effort, it means that something big has happened. And all the big events in the past will end with the misfortune of others.