His Majesty's decree was conveyed to the Jingzhao Mansion and the Ministry of War, and Ma Zhou was sent to Jingzhao Yin to take charge of the preparation and construction of the east and west cities and the Kunmingchi Market; Fang Jun went to the Ministry of War to take up his post half a month later, handing over all the errands of the Jingzhao Mansion.
, however, Fang Jun was still responsible for the preparation and construction of the "Martial Arts Hall", and the management rights and responsibilities of the "Martial Arts Hall" were transferred from the Jingzhao Prefecture to the Ministry of War.
Everything is calm in Jingzhao Mansion. After all, Fang Jun's transfer is a foregone conclusion. Some people are sad and some are happy, but most people are optimistic about it. After all, when Fang Jun left, he brought a fortune to Jingzhao Mansion that made even the household department covet.
The huge fine of one foot is enough for the Jingzhao Mansion to flex its muscles under the leadership of the new Jingzhao Yin. By then, the credit and benefits will be readily available, how can you not be happy?
It's just that at this time, the officials of the Jingzhao Mansion have not yet realized how resolute and resolute their new boss is, how he rules with an iron fist, and how selfless he is... Only when everyone is squeezed out into misery can they remember the past.
Fang Jun’s benefits come.
On the Ministry of War side, most of them still maintain their expectations for Fang Jun.
Although the Ministry of War is in charge of the world's military affairs in name, in fact it is extremely embarrassing. His Majesty Li Er, who has the authority to make decisions, is wise and powerful, is there no need for the performance of the officials of the Ministry of War when launching a war against the enemy or deploying troops? There are some who follow His Majesty.
The Twelve Generals who conquered the north and south to establish the empire were all in high positions and powerful, so who would take the bastards from the Ministry of War seriously?
Unfortunately, his immediate superior, the British Duke Li Ji, the Minister of War, was a man with no desires and an air of immortality. He just drifted along with the flow and lived in harmony with others, and no one could offend him.
For various reasons, although the Ministry of War is one of the six ministries and is in charge of military and national defense, it is a soy sauce...
Now, the post of Zuo Shilang, who had been vacant for a long time, has been filled by Fang Jun, the number one in the world. The chief officers of the Ministry of War seemed to feel that their backs were straightened in an instant. Look at this man who has successively served in the Ministry of Works and Beijing.
With Zhaofu's performance, which yamen didn't immediately become prosperous?
Not to mention its "own projects", the establishment of the "Martial Arts Hall" has already attracted the attention of the empire, and the Ministry of War will definitely become the focus of all parties because of this project. Therefore, as the most unpopular "
"Airborne Troops", Fang Jun not only was not ostracized and hostile, but everyone looked forward to his arrival to lead the Ministry of War out of the predicament and rebuild prosperity...
The reason why His Majesty Li Er gave Fang Jun half a month's leave was because Fang Jun had to prepare for his two sons' 100-day banquet during this time.
Chinese people have had the custom of favoring sons over daughters since ancient times. The birth of Lin'er is a matter of supreme joy for every household, and naturally they have to celebrate grandly. "Three dynasties", "full moon", "hundred days", "one year old"
, different degrees of celebrations will be held. During the "Hundred Days Birthday" period, relatives and friends gather for a grand banquet, which is very grand.
With the current status and influence of the Fang family, it is inevitable that the ministers will gather together, and they will naturally have to make extensive preparations without neglecting any detail. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, it will make everyone laugh.
However, there was no need for Fang Jun to do such trivial matters. Wu Meiniang was half-lying in her boudoir, instructing the stewards and servants to handle things in an orderly manner without any omissions...
After resting for more than three months, after careful treatment by the imperial doctor, various expensive supplements were put into Wu Meiniang's stomach for free, and her complexion gradually improved. Wu Meiniang, who was already charming and bright, became more round and radiant, making Fang Jun look at her.
Her lower abdomen was burning, but she kept in mind the imperial doctor's advice not to have sex for three months, so she naturally vented all her evil fire on Princess Gaoyang.
It's a pity that Princess Gaoyang is petite, slender and delicate. How can she compare to the fierce and powerful Fang Jun who fights every night? After only a few days, she was so weak that she repeatedly begged for mercy. Several concubines got the opportunity, and the rain and dew all benefited from social harmony...
At the beginning of the lanterns, Wu Meiniang, who had been busy for a day, had dinner casually. After washing, she was half-leaning on the soft couch wearing a crimson silk robe and looking through the thick account books.
After bathing, her hair was tied up in a loose bun on top of her head and tied with a jade hairpin, revealing her white and delicate pink neck. The collar was slightly open, revealing her white and rosy skin soaked in the hot spring.
Large areas, undulating mountains, fascinating.
The silk robe clings to the body smoothly, and the graceful lines are visible at a glance.
A pair of small and delicate feet are stacked diagonally together, the toes are slender and crystal clear, and the snow-white and slender ankles defy the frost and snow...
Fang Jun opened the door and walked in. He saw this beautiful scene of a beauty lying on her side, which made people's blood rush. He immediately paid his respects.
"What are you reading, so immersed in it? Don't read too much at night, it will damage your eyes."
Fang Jun said casually, walked to the soft couch and sat down. He picked up the beauty's beautiful feet and placed them on his lap. His eyes followed the open gap at the collar and penetrated into the ravine between the two peaks.
Can't help myself...
Wu Meiniang was slightly annoyed: "What's so good about an old married couple?"
Even though he said this, he didn't mean to cover it up at all. Instead, he leaned slightly on the pillow, leaning his upper body slightly back, standing tall and tall, with a wave of waves.
Playing with a pair of beautiful lotus feet in his hands, Fang Jun looked at Wu Meiniang's charming face with a slight apology. He was the most impatient of such mundane matters as entertaining guests and setting up banquets, let alone a happy event of such scale as a hundred-day banquet? But at home,
Wu Meiniang was the only one who could afford to prepare such a wedding banquet.
"It's hard for Mei Niang, but you don't have to do everything yourself. Someone will handle the matter when it is handed over to you. You still have to pay attention to your own body and don't get tired."
Fang Jun regretted that he should not have left these matters to Wu Meiniang. Although the preparation of the wedding banquet was nothing to Wu Meiniang, who had always been able to deal with hundreds or thousands of people at the dock, he ignored this
Wu Meimei has the kind of character that she always follows the example of doing something. She either doesn't do it or does it to the best of her ability. No omissions are allowed to exist.
Perhaps it is precisely such advantages that can achieve her great career as the first empress in history, but Fang Jun does not want her to be so tired.
She will never have that kind of opportunity to conquer the world in her life. In this case, why not be more casual and comfortable? The source of happiness is not only the absolute power of holding the world in hand, but sometimes there is also something in the ordinary.
The true meaning of life.
Wu Meiniang tapped her lotus feet, her expression was charming, her small and delicate Qiong nose wrinkled: "How can I be so tired as my husband? My husband is working hard day and night, conquering every night, really working hard and working hard... Hum, I am eating
If you get those supplements, you should give more to your husband."
As his eyes turned, a charming and charming aura flowed out.
Fang Jun looked at the beauty's beautiful face and perfect body. He swallowed and moved his index finger. He held the beautiful feet with his palms slightly and kneaded them for a while. Then he went up the beautiful ankles and stroked the smooth and tight muscles.
Her beautiful legs slipped into the silk robe.
The place where you start is smooth, three points better than silk...
"Wait!" Wu Meiniang shouted, reaching out to hold the big hand under her robe, her eyes filled with tears, stopping Fang Jun's next move.
"Huh?" Fang Jun raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised. Do you want to play hard-to-get with me?
Wu Meiniang stopped Fang Jun's big hand, straightened her upper body, and let the spring light leak out, almost blinding someone's eyes. She took a thick account book from the low table next to the sofa, her beautiful eyes shone, and she said excitedly: "Lang
Do you know how much gift you received this time?"
Fang Jun was stunned.
At this time... is it more appropriate to talk about romantic topics, and then charmingly twitch your little finger at yourself and invite yourself to be ashamed together?
Wu Meiniang seemed not to notice Fang Jun's surprise and dissatisfaction. She raised the account book with great interest and said: "The number cannot be calculated yet, but not only the civil servants of the DPRK, almost 99% came, but also the governors and governors from all the prefectures in the world.
Most of them sent congratulatory gifts, and most of the generals also sent congratulatory gifts. Sir, just this wedding banquet is worth the combined annual output of all our farms!"
Fang Jun was speechless, how much of a money addict do you have to be to be so excited about some money?
By the way, our family has a lot of money now, right?
These days, there is no disciplinary committee and no supervision. It is a common behavior for officials to receive gifts at weddings and funerals. Even if they get a gold mountain, political opponents will not impeach such a thing, because according to the current values, this is really
It has nothing to do with moral issues.
With the current status of the Fang family and his son, it would be a shame to receive too few gifts...
Fang Jun was a little unhappy, feeling that Wu Meiniang was completely unaware of the problem she was facing: "Meiniang, on such a beautiful day, during a midnight supper, don't you think it's a bit unpleasant to talk about such mundane things?"
"Huh?" Wu Meiniang was stunned for a moment, rolled her eyes, bit her lip and chuckled, "Then what do you think is so good about this?"
"Nature is the right way in the world for husband and wife to live in harmony. Do you think so, Mei Niang?"
"Humph, what is the right way? It's just an excuse made up by you men to satisfy your own shame."
"You are so presumptuous that you question the words of a saint and want to be beaten?"
"Is Mr. Lang willing to bear it?"
"So what if you can't bear to part with me? Today, I want to kill my relatives out of justice, so I'll give you a blow!"