"Your Highness has misunderstood. The minister and Princess Fangling are innocent..." Fang Jun was eager to defend.
Princess Jiujiang smiled disdainfully and curled her lips and said: "How has my sister ever had an innocent relationship with a man? Men are all sneaky cats. A wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a thief. Such a noble and coquettish person
With all the beauty in my mouth, if I don’t eat you, are you still a man? Ask this general, if given the chance, will he gobble it up or treat her like a guest?”
Xue Wanche scratched his head and said in embarrassment: "Haha, this... that... haha."
Fang Jun: "..."
The yellow mud fell into your crotch, right?
Okay, think whatever you want, a man as pure as a lotus like Brother Xi is an existence you cannot understand...
Princess Jiujiang looked at Fang Jun's disapproving look, sighed quietly, and said: "It's not that I am nosy, but since you and Shiro treat each other sincerely, how can I watch you find your own way out and turn a blind eye?
The scandal between Fangling sister and Yang Yuzhi had caused a huge fuss, and the emperor was furious. Yang Yuzhi was lucky, too, and was hacked to death by Dou Fengjie, otherwise the emperor would have had to cut him into pieces! The reputation of the royal family among the people is indeed not very good, but
You have to remember that some things are vague and vague, and the emperor is too generous to take them seriously. But if it is confirmed and the royal family loses face, no matter who it is, the emperor will not spare him!"
Fang Jun suddenly realized.
Where does this refer to Princess Fangling?
It was clearly a warning to himself not to have an affair with Princess Changle. There were some rumors, and the emperor was too lazy to pay attention to them. But once it became a fact and was exposed, the emperor would definitely disown his relatives if he raised his butcher knife!
Fang Jun could only say: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I will always reflect on myself and never make any mistakes."
In any case, this is the goodwill shown by others, and I should appreciate such tactful advice.
Princess Jiujiang smiled brightly and said: "I know you are a smart person...Okay, the general is about to go on an expedition, and there are still many things to prepare for, so I won't bother Erlang to become a Shennong family who will give birth to hundreds of herbs and benefit all people!"
Fang Jun smiled: "Your Highness, walk slowly, I will see you off."
Although this Princess of Jiujiang is somewhat self-righteous, arrogant and willful, she is also a woman with a cheerful personality, which is a good match for someone as good as Xue Wanche.
…
Just after sending Xue Wanche and his wife away, a servant came to report that Fang Xuanling had ordered him to return to Chang'an Mansion to discuss important matters.
When I asked the servant what was going on, the servant shook his head and didn't know.
Fang Jun did not dare to neglect, so he quickly put on a fox fur and a mink hat, and with a few soldiers, he rode a fast horse and galloped down the mountain.
The sky is as gloomy as lead, and goose-feather-like snow is flying in succession, filling the space between the sky and the earth, and the vision is vast. Fortunately, the north wind is blowing snowflakes, and the climate is very cold, otherwise the heavy snow will melt into ice after falling to the ground, and another layer of snow will fall on top.
, the road becomes increasingly slippery and becomes impossible to travel.
While riding on the horse, the cold wind carried snowflakes and rushed towards my face, cutting my face like a knife.
Lishan Mountain in the wind and snow is like a horse standing in the wind. It has no galloping momentum, but it stands proudly, making it even more powerful.
The smoke from cooking stoves rose above the houses in the mountain valley, and was soon blown away by the north wind.
All the way into Chang'an, there were yamen from Jingzhao Prefecture on the streets, instructing slaves to clean the streets. Although the snow was too heavy, the streets that had just been swept were covered with another layer of snow as soon as I turned around, but it was not enough.
It's not difficult to travel without crossing the horseshoe.
There are very few people on the street.
When he rode his horse to the door of his house, a servant had already run out and took the reins of the horse. Fang Jun jumped off his horse and strode into the courtyard.
…
There was a brazier burning in the study and an earth dragon burning underground. As soon as Fang Jun entered the room, he felt a heat wave hit his face.
Fang Jun frowned. Although the elderly are afraid of the cold, a cold can kill most of their lives, but living in such a hot and dry environment for a long time will reduce their own immunity and lead to the degradation of body functions. This is not a good thing.
I was thinking about trying to persuade me later, and then I heard two soft and soft voices...
"Daddy..."
"dad……"
Two little figures, carved in pink and jade, rushed towards him.
The baby was still young and couldn't walk very well. After running a few times, he fell down. Fang Jun was smiling, but he didn't go forward to help him. He looked at the two little faces of Xun Ran who were about to cry and felt extremely aggrieved, and encouraged him:
"Stand up quickly and come to daddy."
The eldest brother Fang Shu bit his lip and stood up, staggering over, while the second brother Fang You pursed his lips and simply crawled over on his hands and feet, drooling and giggling...
Fang Jun picked up his two sons, one in each hand, and said to Fang Xuanling who was sitting on the chair: "The children have met their father."
Fang Xuanling was stroking his messy beard. When he saw his two grandsons hugging each other's necks and giggling loudly, he said with some displeasure: "Boys should be strictly disciplined since they were young, and they should not be arrogant or spoiled.
Otherwise, a spoiled child is like killing his father. How will he know the rules and endure hardships when he grows up?"
Fang Jun said: "This is what my father taught me."
But you curled your lips secretly, and you said the same thing, seemingly harsh, but why is your beard, which you cherish so much, so messy?
You doted on your child to no end, and then you came back to teach me a lesson...
Okay, you are the father, you are the eldest, whatever you say makes sense.
Sitting on the chair, his two sons stood on his lap and jumped on each side. Fang Jun was afraid that the children would fall, so he put his hands around their waists. The two boys jumped happily, giggling and drooling.
When the elder came out, he moved the second child into his arms and leaned against his chest. With one free hand, he wiped the saliva from the corner of the elder's mouth with a handkerchief. Then the two sons changed positions and did the same thing.
While busy with his hands, he asked: "Why did my father call me back?"
Fang Xuanling clicked his tongue, looking at the two grandsons looking so happy, and said, "Give me one and hold both of them. It would be terrible if it breaks."
Fang Jun handed the boss over. As soon as Fang Shu reached his grandfather's arms, he grabbed his grandfather's beard, pulled it hard a few times, and put it into his mouth...
Although the beard was pinched and it hurt, Fang Xuanling was not annoyed at all. Instead, she smiled so hard that she couldn't see her teeth: "Hey, dear grandson, you can't eat your beard..."
Fang Jun's eyes twitched.
No wonder people say children cannot be brought to the elderly. There is no bottom line for old people to pamper their children. Look at dad like this. He was just giving him a lesson. Now, even if the child comes to the house to raise a roof, he is smiling and reluctant to curse or hit him.
Take a look, where is the appearance of a wise old man, the prime minister of a country?
There is no doubt that these two children will be able to read a lot of books by Fang Xuanling's side. It is certain that they will become two dudes...
The wet nurse outside saw that the father and son obviously had something to talk about, so she walked in and took the two children away. Only then did the study become quiet.
After the maid served tea and the two men had a drink, Fang Xuanling asked: "What happened to you over there in Lishan Mountain? It is unwise to be indifferent to the affairs of the Ministry of War and to be suspected of dereliction of duty. Your Majesty is the leader of a country.
Sir, it’s okay if you have different opinions, you should speak out and speak out, and you must not hold any grudges.”
Fang Jun explained the importance of seeds.
No way, he said this countless times in front of countless people, but everyone thought he was exaggerating. No one seriously believed in the yields of corn, sweet potatoes, and potatoes, and what kind of earth-shaking changes they would bring to the Tang Dynasty.
Variety.
Obviously, Fang Xuanling doesn't believe it either...
"Since those seeds are so important, and the officials at Sinong Temple cannot compare with your agricultural skills, it is only right that you take on everything. But how can you slack off the government affairs of the Ministry of War because of this? Soldiers are the military state.
You must not relax even a little bit on important matters. As the left minister of the Ministry of War, you are actually the highest officer of the Ministry of War. Once there is any omission in the Ministry of War, whether it is your decision or not, you are the first person responsible. When His Majesty asks you to answer the question, you
How to excuse yourself? Furthermore, the current situation in northern Xinjiang is unrest, the Turks surrender, and Xue Yantuo is all ready to act. If the situation worsens, and Xue Yantuo breaks through the Dingxiang defense line and marches straight in, and stage another "Wei River Alliance", where is your majesty's face? Where is the majesty of the empire?
To survive? How many people must be slaughtered by foreign butcher knives, and how many fertile fields must be trampled by barbarians' iron hoofs? Food is the foundation of a country, but it is definitely not the only basis for a strong country. People's support and morale are the most important! A person is knocked down by foreigners.
A country with a broken backbone has fear growing in its heart. It trembles when it sees scimitars and cavalry. Even if it has millions of armors and a warehouse full of grain, what's the use?"
Fang Jun woke up from a dream, sweating profusely.