Everyone in the world knows the relationship between the eldest grandson family and the Gao family. Now that the eldest grandson family has ignored the Gao family and even suppressed the Gao family, many rumors have spread, slandering their father and son as ungrateful and cold-blooded. Once this matter is spread, you can imagine that the eldest grandson will
What a blow to your family's reputation.
Changsun Wuji's pale face had already turned black. He said angrily: "More than stupid? You deserve to die!"
For aristocratic families, wealth and power are not the most important, reputation is. A good reputation is far better than hundreds of millions of wealth, high officials show nobility, as long as the reputation is still there, all the money will come back, even if the family falls into
Even at the bottom of the valley, sooner or later there will be a comeback.
However, if you have a bad reputation, in a blink of an eye, you will be betrayed and separated from your relatives. Not only will no one want to deal with you, but the wall will be pushed down by everyone, the drum will be broken, and those who want to add insult to injury will flock to you.
It can be seen that once Changsun Guang's behavior is exposed, what a bad impact it will have on the Changsun family.
Changsun Huan asked: "What should a father do if he wants a child?"
Changsun Wuji said: "We can't do anything. We are not the only ones who have received this news. There must be a lot of people in Chang'an City who know about it now, especially that thief Fang Jun. He may be watching in secret right now. Once we have
Any action you take can easily be taken advantage of, making you even more passive."
Changsun Huan felt a toothache when he heard Fang Jun's name...
Changsun Wuji did not pay attention to his expression and continued: "...the letter said that they set out from Gongyue City together with the soldiers escorting Changsun Guang, but because they had to keep an eye on Changsun Guang along the way, lest he flee in fear of crime, they marched
The speed must be slower, and we may not be able to reach Chang'an tonight. Xue Rengui has already written to the Ministry of War, requesting that Sun Guang, the interrogator, be presided over by the Ministry of War this time. Fang Jun will definitely make a big fuss about this matter. You should go to Wei Weiqing Dugu Lan's house immediately.
Order him to sneak out of the city after dark tonight, and if he wants to intercept Changsun Guang, he will be taken to Weiwei Temple, where he will be interrogated overnight and the case will be finalized quickly. We must not let him fall into the hands of Fang Jun!"
Seeing his solemn expression, Changsun Huan was a little puzzled: "Even if it falls into the hands of the Ministry of War, if Changsun Guang bites him to death and refuses to admit it, what can Fang Jun do? Does he still dare to convict him privately?"
The whole thing lacked physical evidence from beginning to end.
Even though another surviving scout was later found, Xue Rengui searched extensively on his return trip, but was unable to find the body of the dead scout.
There was no physical evidence, and Changsun Guang's soldiers insisted that there was no such thing. As a result, the confessions of Changsun Guang's soldiers on that day were inconsistent, and the conviction could not be based on this.
Changsun Wuji said angrily: "Are you stupid? That Fang Jun is so scheming and ruthless, who knows what kind of torture he will prepare? Under three trees, even if Changsun Guang can withstand it, how can those personal soldiers be able to withstand it? Once all the soldiers are
Everyone points to Changsun Guang, even if there is no physical evidence, it is difficult for Changsun Guang to escape guilt!"
Changsun Huan was shocked and said hurriedly: "Son, go now!"
After saying that, he stood up and left in a hurry.
Seeing Chang Sun Huan's back disappear at the door, Chang Sun Wuji rubbed his face and sighed.
If you are not talented enough, what can you do?
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Dugu Lan came back from the Weiwei Temple on duty and returned to the mansion. He was leaning on the sofa and drinking tea, squinting his eyes slightly. Two pretty maids were kneeling behind him, and they were gently massaging his shoulders with their four little hands.
neck.
As we get older, our physical strength inevitably deteriorates.
When he served as the left-back general in the former Sui Dynasty, he was really energetic and energetic, and the three women in the night palace were busy doing other things. Now, after sitting in the office for less than two hours, he is so tired that his waist and back aches, even behind him.
These two pretty maids were rubbing their hair together, but neither of them seemed to be very interested.
Hey, time is like a sharp knife, and the knife makes people grow old...
He has long thought about becoming an official and retiring. After spending his whole life in officialdom, he has long been unable to see the splendor, wealth, high officials and nobles. How many amazing and talented people have come and gone, how many bell-ringing houses have risen and fallen, and even
With the rise and fall of empires and the changes of dynasties, he has seen too many things in his life. How could he take the official position of a mere Weiwei Qing in his eyes?
It is not an exaggeration to say that if you throw it away, it will be like a broken shoe.
If you spend your whole day worrying about trivial matters, you might as well save your energy to stay at home and enjoy a few more beautiful little girls...
However, as a member of the Guanlong nobles, they have to guard this three-acre land for everyone. Even if they are nearly 70 years old, they have to personally take action. Others are really not qualified and not qualified to take on this burden.
.
Feeling sad for a while, I put down the tea cup, found a comfortable position and yawned. My eyelids became heavy and I wanted to sleep for a while.
Outside the door, the steward of the mansion quickly walked in, came to the couch, and whispered: "Master, the eldest son of the family, Erlang, wants to see you."
Dugu Lan raised his eyelids, feeling groggy and not yet awake. He waved his hand casually and said, "I'm tired, take a nap and send him away."
The steward pondered for a moment and then said: "Erlang Changsun said that he came here on the order of Duke Zhao."
"Mom!"
Dugu Lan was a little angry and could only sit up with support. He drove away the two little maids behind him in disgust. His long white eyebrows trembled and he said angrily: "I have to go to the hospital every day for people like them.
I'm on duty, my bone marrow is almost dry, and I have to order you over some trivial matters. Do these little bastards have any conscience?"
The steward bowed his head and did not dare to speak.
"That's all, he deserves to be owed to them, let him come in."
Dugu Lan complained and waved his hands.
"Here..."
The steward responded and turned around to go out.
In a moment, the eldest grandson Huan, who stood tall and tall and had an extraordinary bearing, quickly walked in. He arrived in front of the couch and paid homage: "My junior grandson, eldest grandson Huan, has met the Duke."
Dugu Lan didn't even let him get up, he just raised his eyelids and asked, "Why did your father order you to come here?"
Ordinarily, this was a bit rude, but Changsun Huan didn't feel dissatisfied at all.
Because Dugu Lan's status is too powerful...
This man's father is Dugu Shan, the second son of Dugu Xin, one of the "Eight Pillars" of the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the "national father-in-law". Dugu Jialuo, the former empress of Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, was Dugu Lan's aunt. Li Yuan, the great ancestor of this dynasty,
His mother, Queen Yuanzhen, is also Dugulan’s aunt, and today His Majesty Li Er is Dugulan’s cousin...
In the past, the Dugu family was extremely prosperous. Dugu Lan served as the general of Zuohouwei when he was only ten years old, and he could come and go from the Sui Palace with ease.
Even though the Dugu clan has long lost its former glory, Dugu Lan, as one of the few surviving elders of the Dugu clan, still has the highest qualifications, identity, and status among the current dynasty.
Changsun Huan prostrated himself on the ground and respectfully said what Changsun Wuji had told him.
Dugu Lan kept sighing...
Changsun Huan asked cautiously: "What is the problem for the Duke?"
Dugu Lan said: "If there are difficulties, of course there are difficulties."
"I wonder what the problem is?"
"Hey, you already said that Changsun Guang can only be escorted to Beijing tonight, and you want me to snatch him away before the Ministry of War, but I am already in my 70s and 80s, so I can't stay up late!"
"..."
Changsun Huan's eyes widened and he didn't know how to answer the question.
Can't...stay up late?
This reason was so powerful that it left him speechless.
Dugu Lan said again: "I have heard about that little brat Fang Jun for a long time. He is just a stick and has never been disrespectful. What is the age and reputation of that boy Linghu Defen? He was still made so disgraced by Fang Jun that he could not even get off the stage. He even
I have to bump into pillars in public in the court... You tell me quietly, does your father have the same intention, and wants Fang Jun to make me like Linghu Defen, and then make the matter bigger?
Fishing in troubled waters?”
Changsun Huan was completely speechless... But to be honest, it would be deeply satisfying if Fang Jun really treated Dugu Lan the way he treated Linghu Defen.
Dugu Lan is not Linghu Defen. The latter is famous but has no real power. Who is Dugu Lan? The only remaining old man of the Dugu family, even His Majesty Li Er must be respectful in front of him. Fang Jun provokes
Without him, how can we still have a good son?
Of course he did not dare to speak out what was in his heart, so Changsun Huan could only say gently: "What are you talking about, Duke? You are not only strong and strong, but also highly respected. Which one of our Guanlong children doesn't regard you as a role model? How can you be Linghu Defen?"
They can be compared! That Fang Jun is certainly domineering, but how dare he make a mistake in front of you?"
Dugu Lan squinted his eyes, shook his head, and kept sighing: "Hey, who cares about this old man? Now it is the world of you young people... Go back and tell your father, I will leave this place
Come on, who told me that I was on good terms with your grandfather back then? It's just a pity that my only surviving son is not around to fulfill his filial piety when he is approaching old age. Ordinarily, it is natural for him to be loyal to the country in the Hanhai Protectorate.
It’s just that you’re not too young yet, but you can’t even join a Sima in the Protector’s Palace. You really have no future…”
The old man rambled on, saying something here and there, which made Changsun Huan confused.
It took a lot of effort to figure out clearly, what is the price for relationships?
Sima of Hanhai Protectorate...Mother!
You really know how to raise prices on the spot...
But when things come to a close, the only way to minimize the loss is to win over Weiwei Temple, let Weiwei Temple come forward to snatch Changsun Guang, and then quickly interrogate and finalize the case. Dugulan must agree to his conditions.
"When I return home later, I will discuss this matter with my father."
"Oh, I'm not in a hurry. It's still early in the evening. I need to get some sleep first. Otherwise, if I can't survive the night and can't grab someone, I'll be in trouble..."
"..."
Damn you! You are such old foxes, you won’t let go of the eagle if you don’t see the rabbit!