Fang Jun shook his head, turned around and sat at the table.
He is not a middle-aged young man. Things like drawing a sword to help him when he sees an injustice can only appear in martial arts novels. He is not so enthusiastic that he will get angry at the slightest injustice. Besides, this is the Tang Dynasty, not the 21st century. People here are like
Cao Jie, there is a strict hierarchy between high and low. If he were to be serious about everything according to his world view, he would be exhausted and wouldn't be able to take care of it...
He is willing to use his own abilities to eliminate some injustices in the world, but it does not mean that he can do everything.
Besides, it's just a word. Who knows if a noble person from some family has recruited a fan of Pingkangfang to play some hard-to-get tricks here to add to the fun?
Wu Wang Li Ke and Ma Zhou didn't even raise their eyes. They asked Fang Jun to sit down and spoke in a low voice.
The elegant room next door was quiet again, and the previous sound seemed to have never appeared.
Then, a crisp and melodious singing sounded from next door.
"The bright moon is bright and the moon is shining brightly, but it is still missing...Thousands of miles away, the clear light remains the same, and the night is forever, and I am tired of people..."
The voice is soft and soft, the rhythm is euphemistic, and it has a lingering ecstasy, which is really nice to listen to.
Ma Zhou then laughed and said: "In the past, Erlang wrote this poem in Zuixian Tower. It has long been passed down as a good story. I don't know how many young scholars want to imitate Erlang's heroic appearance and be able to write poems and lyrics to kiss the courtesan Fangze, but they have forgotten the poem book.
The meaning of classics is the foundation of reading, and it is really harmful to people."
To have a unique talent in Pingkangfang, and to have three thousand singers asking for her, isn't this the noblest ambition in every scholar's heart?
Fang Jun chuckled, recalling the bright and beautiful Mingyue girl, but the beauty was gone, and her whereabouts were unknown?
King Wu Li Ke smiled obscenely and said in a low voice: "However, in my opinion, although Erlang is excellent in poetry and has countless famous poems, his poem 'Moonlight in front of the Window' is the most outstanding, haha!"
When Ma Zhou heard this, he smiled unconsciously.
Fang Jun couldn't help but smile bitterly. On a whim that day, he turned Haoshengsheng's famous work that has been passed down through the ages into a "pornographic poem". It was really a sin. I don't know if Li Bai would have traveled through time if he knew about this.
Fight with yourself...
While talking, the pretty maids in pink gauze and green robes set out the banquet at a casual price, leaving only two maids with pretty faces and good bodies holding the pots and pouring the wine.
The royal family's industry is really different in style.
Fang Jun raised his glass and said: "The friendship between the two of you is inspiring to the sun and the moon. In the next five years, I will borrow a glass of wine from Brother Ma and flowers to offer to the Buddha. I would like to pay respect to you two. In the future, wherever I am needed, I will go through fire and water.
Never refuse!"
All the officials in Chang'an were waiting to see his joke, waiting for him to be demoted from the capital by the emperor, but these two people could openly come to express their support at this time. It was really a friendship like helping someone in times of need. How could Fang Jun not be moved?
Especially in the officialdom, where money and money are bound to be more valuable than friendship, it is extremely rare.
Ma Zhou looked annoyed: "One of you is a noble prince, and the other is the son of a prime minister and the richest man in the world. How dare you let me, a poor official from a poor family, pay for this meal?"
Wu Wang Li Ke took a sip of wine and said calmly: "Anyway, you have to ask Erlang to ask for it. I have no money. This morning, Shaanzhou sent an urgent report to the palace. It rained heavily for days and the rivers swelled. The Yellow River burst, and the big
The water has already submerged three counties, with more than 100,000 people affected. My father is anxious and angry, so I have no choice but to donate all my salary and salary this year as a token of my gratitude."
Ma Zhou was shocked: "Another breach? What does the governor of Shaanxi Province do? He breached twice in five years. Is his embankment made of paper?"
Fang Jun was silent.
The Yellow River travels thousands of miles from west to east. It has been roaring and flowing for thousands of years, giving birth to Chinese civilization and is called the "Mother River". However, this river that carries the deepest feelings of this nation can never be called a "good mother"...
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Fang Jun once read a document in his previous life. According to statistics, in the 2,500 years before the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Yellow River burst and flooded more than 1,500 times, almost twice every three years, and there were even more large-scale floods.
There were more than 20 diversions and countless small-scale diversions.
Behind every breach and diversion, there are tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of lives lost, countless fertile fields submerged, homes destroyed, cities abandoned...
It is a recognized historical problem that the Yellow River is difficult to regulate. There are natural factors such as the excessive sand content in the Yellow River, but there are also human factors such as inaction and even corruption of river management officials. In ancient times, the human, material and financial resources required to regulate the river were not counted.
With so much wealth, how could anyone not be jealous and take advantage of it?
While they were deep in thought, a scream suddenly sounded, followed by a bang on the door, which startled the three of them.
When he looked back, he saw that the singing woman in the elegant room next door was thrown out of the elegant room and rolled in the corridor in a very embarrassed state.
Then someone in the elegant room cursed: "You really don't know what's good and what's good. It's your fate that the prince has taken a liking to you. How dare you, a mere maidservant, say anything about performing arts but not selling yourself? Come on, catch this maidservant and send her away."
Pingkangfang, isn’t she an artist? Just find a brothel and let her experience the work of thousands of people!"
Fang Jun and the three of them looked at each other, there was actually a prince?
The woman singing the song was petite and was lying on the ground crying. Two strong men walked out of the elegant room, pulled the woman up, and took her downstairs without saying anything.
Another female voice in the elegant room said anxiously: "Your Majesty, please calm down, we are the singers of Diecui Tower. We don't look at the monk's face to look at the Buddha's face..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs. A dozen well-dressed men rushed up together. Several people stood at the door of Fang Jun's elegant room. Several people blocked the entrance to the stairs and grabbed the two
The woman's big man is isolated.
But it was King Wu Li Ke's imperial guards and Fang Jun's Bu Qu who heard the strange noise upstairs and hurried over together.
The two big men were stunned, and one of them shouted: "Are you tired of living? I dare not interfere with my general's affairs. If a good dog doesn't block the way, get out of the way!"
Li Ke's imperial guards were silent. These people had undergone rigorous training and were very disciplined. As long as King Wu Li Ke himself was not in danger, he would never cause trouble.
But Wei Ying, the leader of Fang Jun's tribe, quit...
Fang Jun is just a stick. Following Fang Jun over the years, Wei Ying has long developed an arrogant and domineering character. He has always chased others to beat him. How has he ever been so angry?
At that moment, the horizontal sword in his hand was slashed out with its scabbard, and hit the big man on the forehead hard. With a muffled "bang" sound, the big man let out a miserable cry and fell to the ground with blood flowing across his forehead, but he closed his eyes tightly.
But he fainted...
The other person was shocked and angry. He quickly let go of the woman in his hand and said with a stern face: "You, you, you... you are so brave! Do you know who I am?"
Wei Ying said proudly: "I love you so and so! If you dare to rush into His Highness, if you say one more word, I will chop off your head!"
This kid is also very good. He didn't say he bumped into his second son, but he carried Wu King Li Ke out...
"Hooray!" Several people rushed out of the private room. The leader was about to scold him. When he heard Wei Ying's words, he immediately looked towards the private room here in surprise, and happened to fight with the three people in the private room.
Face to face.
It turned out to be King Jing Li Yuanjing...
The three of them had no choice but to stand up. King Wu Li Kejun smiled and saluted, "It turns out that Uncle Wang is here. My nephew didn't know about it beforehand and didn't go to toast Uncle Wang. Please forgive me for my sin."
Fang Jun and Ma Zhou met together.
Li Yuanjing's face was uncertain for a while, and then he smiled: "Oh my, we are all members of our own family, how can we come up with so many rules? If I knew that the three of you were reunited, I would definitely come out to invite you, and it would be fun if we all sit together.
"
Fang Jun chuckled and sat down together?
You can pull me down. I am so anxious to draw a clear line with you that I have no time to draw a clear line with you. How can I get close to a bad guy like you? We don’t want to wait until you usurp the throne and rebel, and be implicated by you and risk our lives...
A burly man behind Li Yuanjing had a gloomy face and said bitterly: "His Royal Highness King Wu is really majestic. As a prince, he allowed his slaves to beat the generals of the imperial court. Aren't you afraid of legal punishment?"
Li Ke was suddenly startled. He lowered his head to look at the unconscious man lying on the ground with blood flowing from his forehead. He thought to himself that he was actually a military commander? Beating a military commander was a serious crime. Look at the green and full face.
It was Wei Ying who had an indifferent expression. He twitched the corner of his mouth and almost cursed Fang Jun to death.
Look at these bastards under your control. It doesn’t matter if they are too shady. Why do you want to pour dirty water on me and let me top the tank for you?
But he can't say clearly that this person is not my subordinate. It would be too unloyal to say this...