On the first day of February, there will be a great meeting.
Before dawn, ministers arrived one after another outside Chengtian Gate.
Due to different factors such as civil and military affairs, closeness, affiliation, etc., the ministers were divided into small circles in small groups, chatting outside the closed palace gate, waiting for the court meeting to begin.
Changsun Wuji was short and fat, wearing a purple court dress, standing closest to the palace gate with his hands behind his back, chatting with Xiao Yu in front of him.
Xiao Yu is slightly taller and much thinner than Changsun Wuji. His appearance is instantly better than the latter's. He looks dignified and has a great temperament. He doesn't have the aging look of a sixty-year-old man, and his smile is as gentle as jade.
"It is said that Xuan Ling suffered from the cold and will not come today." Changsun Wuji glanced around with his slender eyes and whispered when he saw that he was surrounded by his own people.
Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows: "That's worrying. At our age, we usually seem to be in good spirits, but often an inconspicuous illness strikes, and half our lives have to be lost."
Changsun Wuji squinted his eyes. This expression made his eyes look smaller, but the light in his eyes suddenly appeared. He didn't understand. Is Xiao Yu really worried about Fang Xuanling or gloating about his misfortune?
He is an old fox, but Xiao Yu, who seems to have thick eyebrows and big eyes in front of him, is also cunning and cunning.
He couldn't figure out Xiao Yu's routine, and the protagonist of today's court meeting was not his eldest grandson Wuji, so he fell silent and said nothing more.
Xiao Yu had a gentle smile on his face, but he was a little confused in his heart.
What does this sinister person mean when he talks about Fang Xuanling? Could it be that he learned that Fang Xuanling took some measures to support his son? But this has nothing to do with Changsun Wuji. He can stay out of it. Why
To care so much?
Is it possible that... there are Changsun Wuji's hands and feet behind this trend?
Xiao Yu's heart skipped a beat.
He thought that although he was the initiator of this impeachment trend, things have developed beyond his control. There must be another force behind this to make waves and push himself to the forefront. However, this force has
Hiding behind, I don’t know what I’m planning.
Xiao Yu glanced at Changsun Wuji's round face uneasily. Could it be that he was doing something behind his back?
After pondering for a moment, Xiao Yu weighed the pros and cons in his mind and made a quick decision.
"The auspicious snow heralds a good year. Not only does it snow in Guanzhong, but also it rarely snows twice after the Chinese New Year in Jiangnan. It seems that this year is another good year. Farmers' demand for farm tools is bound to rise sharply, relying on several small iron factories in Jiangnan
, it just cannot meet the sharply increasing demand. The iron factory of the Changsun family has the best quality and the largest output in Datang. I wonder if Auxiliary Machinery is interested in joining forces with several iron factories in the south of the Yangtze River to supply pig iron?"
Xiao Yu directly threw out the benefits.
Almost all the iron factories in Jiangnan are in the hands of a few major noble families. Not only do they monopolize the demand for pig iron in Jiangnan, they even sell small quantities to Goguryeo and Japan. The Jiangnan nobles are extremely xenophobic. Even Changsun Wuji has intervened in this hugely profitable industry.
Don't go in.
Now, it is equivalent to giving this huge profit to Changsun Wuji.
Changsun Wuji's eyelids twitched. Although he was very excited about this condition, he still felt that there was something in Xiao Yu's words. Best quality? Maximum output? That was in the past! Ever since the Fangjia Iron Factory was improved by Fang Jun's ironmaking
, the business of the Changsun family plummeted! The quality was completely incomparable. As for the output, it was because he had the ore from several major iron mines in Guanzhong that he maintained these slight advantages. Otherwise, he would have been crushed by the Fangjia Iron Factory in all aspects.
Although I feel uncomfortable in my heart, I can't help but eat this piece of fruit when I put it to my mouth.
Changsun Wuji's round face turned into a chrysanthemum smile, and he said happily: "Thank you very much for taking care of Song Guogong, I'm disrespectful! You have to be kind in doing business. If Song Guogong has any difficulties in the future, just ask, I will definitely support you, and I won't do anything."
Two words."
If you gain something, you have to lose something. If you want something, you have to pay.
Xiao Yu opened his mouth and gave such a big sweetheart. If his eldest son Wuji didn't express his gratitude during the court meeting, wouldn't he be dishonest?
Xiao Yu chuckled: "The auxiliary machine is indeed an open-minded person."
My heart is bleeding.
Damn it! All of a sudden, hundreds of thousands of yuan are thrown away to feed the dogs every year. He is very distressed. However, he vaguely guessed that Changsun Wuji must have done something in this impeachment trend. If he is reluctant to part with this money, let alone get Changsun.
With Wuji's support, it would be a good thing not to be tricked to death by this sinister man!
Xiao Yu had a cooperative smile on his face, but he was extremely depressed in his heart. When did this sinister person discover his purpose?
The two of them were chatting and laughing softly about the benefits they exchanged due to the temporary alliance. The originally noisy scene in front of the palace gate suddenly became silent. The two of them looked up in surprise, only to find that someone wearing a crimson official robe had suddenly disappeared.
Fang Jun has already arrived in front of the palace gate.
As the most famous person since the beginning of the 14th year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty, Fang Jun had a smile on his face, without the slightest fear or embarrassment of being at the forefront of the news and being shouted at by everyone. He walked lightly, had a gentle demeanor, and had a spring breeze on his face.
He walked leisurely, and when passing several seventh-rank officials, he stopped, with a smile on his dark face, and greeted one of them with a smile: "Your Excellency, is the Supervisory Censor Wang Wenlong?"
The official was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "That's right. I wonder what Brother Fang has to say?"
Fang Jun looked Wang Wenlong up and down, smiled, and showed his white teeth: "Don't take it seriously. I heard that you impeached Fang? Well, that's good. When the court has free time next time, we can get close to each other."
The smile was bright and the words were very kind, but the official named Wang Wenlong suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He squinted his eyes, as if he felt that the white teeth of the man in front of him would pounce at any time and bite him.
throat……
It’s almost as scary as being stared at by a venomous snake and beast!
Wang Wenlong swallowed subconsciously and said with a guilty conscience: "This... it's not necessary, we are too familiar..."
Who doesn't know that this kid in front of him has a bad temper? If you write a letter to impeach him, you are sowing hatred. Now that he is being targeted, how can you let it go? What if this guy gets angry and wants to take out his anger?
…
Wang Wenlong shivered with excitement and complained in his heart.
Brother, it’s not that someone wants to have a hard time with you. In fact, that’s what the boss of someone ordered. What can we do?
Fang Jun was still smiling, and reached out to pat Wang Wenlong on the shoulder. This guy trembled with fright, and then he said with emotion: "What you said is wrong. It's hard for you to pay so much attention to Fang and spend so much effort to collect information from Fang."
He made mistakes and corrected them selflessly to prevent Fang from going further down the wrong path. It was such a profound kindness that made Fang so moved that he could not be more moved. You, my friend, Fang is determined to be so kind to you.
I will never be able to repay it in my lifetime...Brother Wang, there is no need to be humble, Fang will recognize you for the rest of his life!"
Wang Wenlong's face turned pale, his lips trembled twice, and he almost cried.
Have you recognized us in this life?
Finished...
He is not a fool. He knows that even if this impeachment is a complete victory, he cannot avoid the fact that Fang Jun is about to become the prince-in-law. Behind him stands the great god Fang Xuanling. In the future, Fang Jun will still be someone he looks up to.
If this guy is thinking about this, how can I live my life?
An official next to Wang Wenlong couldn't see it anymore, and he spoke uprightly and shouted at Fang Jun: "As the prime minister, you keep threatening the officials of the dynasty. Aren't you afraid of damaging the reputation of Prime Minister Fang and making the world laugh at you?"
As soon as this statement came out, the surrounding area became quieter and quieter. All the officials looked at this "righteous" official like a fool. Writing a letter of impeachment was a means of struggle. For their own interests, no one had anything to say, and Fang Jun targeted him.
That's your bad luck. But talking to Fang Jun like this, and involving Fang Xuanling, do you really think that this little white rabbit in front of you is a harmless little white rabbit?
Almost everyone observed a moment of silence for this official...
The smile on Fang Jun's face disappeared and he walked towards the official. He didn't stop until he reached the man, until he forced him to take three or four steps back, then he glared at him coldly: "Say it again.
"
A strong and dangerous aura surrounded the official.