Snow powder is flying in the air, as chaotic as pear blossoms.
After the Lantern Festival, it snowed continuously.
On the early morning of the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, Wu Meiniang got up early, ordered the kitchen to prepare breakfast, then went back to her room to urge Fang Jun to get up, and went to Chongxian Hall to order a meal and sit in the Yamen.
However, Fang Jun lingered on, lying on the bed until he pulled Wu Meiniang into the bed and moved his hands up and down, causing Wu Meiniang to gasp and her hair and hair became messy, and then he gave up.
By the time Fang Jun finished his breakfast and got dressed, it was already past midnight.
At two o'clock in the morning, Fang Jun's carriage came to the gate of the East Palace. He sent the coachman back and entered the East Palace. As usual, he went to Li Zheng Hall to meet with Prince Li Chengqian and chatted for a while.
Li Chengqian was dressed in blue uniforms, with a jade crown on his head, his face was like white jade, and he was full of energy.
Since the conspiracy case, His Highness the Crown Prince has gone through desperate situations, almost thinking that he has reached a dead end, but finally rebounded. His eyes have been bright since then, and he is in an unusually good mood.
Holding Fang Jun's hand affectionately, Li Chengqian asked worriedly: "I heard that Erlang and several young masters of Shen Guogong's family were having trouble again? Erlang, you have been very popular recently, and many censors are watching.
As for you, you should act more calmly." He gave a vague reminder.
Fang Jun couldn't stand the pulling and pretending affectionate gestures of the ancients. In "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", Liu Da'er would hold someone's hand and cry loudly. Thinking about that scene, Fang Jun looked evil.
Cold, goosebumps all over my body...
He took his hand out of Li Chengqian's hand without leaving any trace, clasped his fists and said in thanks: "Thank you for your highness's advice. I will take it into consideration." He had a vague feeling that His Majesty Li Er was going to appoint him as the general manager of the Canghaidao March.
It must have touched the interests of some people. There are no fools in the court. His Majesty Li Er is bound to go on the Eastern Expedition, so this position is a frontline task for His Majesty. It is naturally the top priority. Once he takes office, he must be the emperor's confidant.
Among the confidants.
It would be weird if you don’t grab your head...
And he is indeed a bit domineering in his usual behavior. If anyone were to stand up and accuse him alone, perhaps no one would dare, but if they swarmed up and attacked him, there would definitely be a gathering of those who deserved it.
The struggle for interests and the venting of personal grievances are definitely inevitable.
The day before yesterday, I went to Shen Guogong's Mansion. After returning, Tian Wenyuan came to inform me that the batch of nanmu intercepted by the Gao brothers and Changsun Jun had arrived at the Mansion, and no one was interfering with it anymore.
Fang Jun knew in his heart that these guys thought that they were getting married soon, and that after getting married would be the critical period for their marriage, they would keep a low profile. Even if they suffered some losses, they could only hold their noses and admit it...
But Fang Jun refused to keep a low profile.
Who is afraid of whom? It is His Majesty Li Er who decides whether to appoint him as the general manager of the Canghaidao March. As long as His Majesty Li Er is determined, the impeachment of many imperial censors will be trivial. Besides, he has neither committed any crime nor roamed the countryside.
The so-called impeachment of those imperial censors is just based on rumors and wanton amplification. What are they afraid of?
Fang Jun just wants to show his strong style!
Whoever messes with me will look good!
If nothing else goes wrong, Fang Xuanling will definitely become an official in the next three or two years. It is normal for people in the officialdom to take a rest. Even with the protection of His Majesty Li Er, some unscrupulous people want to touch the Fang family.
Benefits are almost inevitable. Are we going to complain to His Majesty Li Er? Fang Xuanling has been an official all his life, and has always been impartial and selfless. When he becomes an official, who will speak up for the Fang family?
Fang Jun just wants to create a tyrannical impression and make those monsters remember that whoever dares to provoke the Fang family must be prepared to pay the price! As for whether you can bear the price, you can weigh it yourself!
Wandering to Chongxian Hall, I met Xu Jingzong as soon as I entered the door.
Xu Jingzong was wearing a round-collared dark floral scarlet official robe, with a fair, plump face full of disdain and treachery. He looked at Fang Jun, smiled meaningfully, and scolded: "It's three o'clock in the day and you're late for no reason. What do you think of this Chongxian Hall?"
Is the place a market place or a brothel? Is it a place where you can come when you want and leave when you want?"
This old boy is indeed a human spirit. With just one mouthful, he accused Fang Jun of "despising Chongxian Hall". Chongxian Hall is a place that His Majesty Li Er attaches great importance to, and it is also the school where His Royal Highness the Crown Prince studied. You are like this
If you don't take it seriously, don't you take it seriously? Do you even take it seriously, including His Majesty and the Crown Prince?
Fang Jun didn't bother to look at his face and said calmly: "You are a bachelor and I am the school secretary. We have different divisions of labor. Can you control me?"
The real leader of Chongxian Hall is Ma Zhou, who is in charge of the work. Xu Jingzong really has no control over Fang Jun.
Xu Jingzong has the greatest desire for power. Being unable to compete with Ma Zhou and thus being inferior to others has always been a thorn in his heart. Even though he seems to be indifferent to it, but if anyone can provoke this thorn, Xu Jingzong will definitely
Fall out immediately!
Xu Jingzong immediately changed his color and scolded with his halberd finger: "Don't show off here. You have no rigorous style and just muddle along. The library is in chaos now. I'd like to see how long it takes for you to sort out the library."
, otherwise you will be impeached by His Majesty!"
Fang Jun showed a sneer.
I'm afraid this last sentence is what Xu Jingzong has in mind, right?
This villain may have smelled the undercurrent in the DPRK targeting him, and if he is just waiting for someone to come out and attack him, he will add insult to injury without hesitation...
At this time, hearing that the two were quarreling, many students poked their heads out of the classroom and watched the fun furtively and with interest.
Fang Jun's reputation is well-known to every household. He is not much different in age from these students, but he has already become the school secretary of Chongxian Hall. He can be called a role model for us! However, Xu Jingzong's acerbic temperament is not liked by others, so
Almost everyone is on Fang Jun's side, hoping that Fang Jun can severely attack Xu Jingzong's arrogance.
Fang Jun lived up to expectations and sneered: "I'm not your student, so it's not your turn to take care of me. You'd better take care of yourself. In addition, it's up to you to impeach me, but when you walk at night later,
Watch your back..."
After saying that, Shi Shiran walked out towards the library in the backyard of Chongxian Hall with his hands behind his back.
Xu Jingzong was so angry that he almost spit out blood!
What kind of qualities does this person have? He is like a rogue in the market, and he dares to threaten him!
Still watch out for yourself?
He scratched his neck and said angrily: "I don't want to say anything about my strange power! As a descendant of Confucianism, I am upright and upright. I never do anything bad in my life. I am not afraid of ghosts calling at the door in the middle of the night. What should I be careful about behind me?"
Fang Junli ignored him and walked away calmly.
Then some students shouted: "Bachelor, Fang Erlang is not telling you to be careful about the ghost behind you, but he is telling you to be careful about someone putting a sack behind you and playing dirty tricks!"
Xu Jingzong was so frightened that he trembled in his heart and said angrily: "Everyone go back to class, otherwise no one will be punished by copying "Shang Shu" three times!"
The full text of "Shang Shu" is 25,800 words. If you copy it three times, your wrist will be broken...
When all the students heard this, their expressions changed with fright, and they all ran back to wait for class.
Xu Jingzong touched the back of his head and felt a cold breeze on the back of his neck. He was indeed not afraid of ghosts, but he was afraid of putting on sacks and punching...
This Fang Jun is simply a scoundrel. There is nothing he wouldn't dare to do. If he were to block himself in the street on a dark and windy day and beat him up severely, would he still have the face?
?
But if you just give in, wouldn't you become a joke in Chongxian Hall?
In a dilemma, Xu Jingzong's round face turned into a bun...
*****
Amidst the flying snow, the three-story library is majestic.
Fang Jun walked through the withered and empty courtyard, through the wind and snow, and entered the library.
It was bone-chillingly cold inside the building.
The entire building is made of wood, and there are a large collection of books, so fire prevention has become a top priority. No matter how cold the weather is, no one dares to light a stove to keep warm. If a fire is caused by burning a fire, the death penalty will not be considered. This building is full of people.
The destruction of a rare and lone copy is enough to bring sorrow to the ages!
Of course, Fang Jun knew that in the end, this building and these books would not end well. When the entire Tai Chi Palace was destroyed by the war in the late Tang Dynasty, this place would be nothing but ashes...
These books and classics are the crystallization of the wisdom of the Chinese nation and the continuation of the entire national civilization. It would be a pity to burn them down in the future. It seems that we should find a way to preserve these rare and unique books...
When a clerk saw Fang Jun coming in, he came out from the duty room on one side to greet him and saluted, "But is it in front of Fang Jun?"
Fang Jun nodded and asked kindly: "What do you call your Excellency?"