Although he did not leave Niuzhuji and go down the river to Suzhou, the waterway was smooth and news flowed, and Fang Jun was already aware of the rumors about him among the people in Suzhou.
Treating blood like life, killing like hemp, treating human life with care... He said that this war not only killed tens of thousands of Shanyue rebels, but also brought thousands of Han people to Xuanrun and Run. Most of them had their heads on the ground, and the blood reflected the river...
What's more, he said that he specifically hunted and killed young children, then cracked their heads and sucked out their brains. This was even more cruel than the Emperor Shi Sui of the Later Zhao Dynasty who cooked the meat of nuns with cattle and sheep. He was simply a humanoid beast. .
Fang Jun knew that this was a counterattack launched by the Jiangnan nobles unwillingly. It seemed that the dead soldiers killed by Niu Zhuji had indeed touched the pain of the Jiangnan nobles. The Jiangnan nobles had always regarded themselves as "Chinese clothes", to some extent. Said that they indeed represent the most authentic Han family tradition. Compared with the increasingly hybrid bloodlines in the north, they are purer. Therefore, most of the time, the Jiangnan gentry have to pay attention to face when doing things, even if they are full of male thieves and female prostitutes, they still have to show their face. Yun Danfengqing appealed for justice. If he had not suffered an extremely serious blow, he would not have launched such a counterattack regardless of his face.
Bad reputation and slander are the most despicable means...
Reputation is very important in this era. Slandering a person's reputation is like killing one's parents. This is a deadly feud. Without a good reputation, it is a bit exaggerated to say that it is difficult to move forward, but it does have a great impact on Fang Jun's subsequent Jiangnan layout, and the negative effects are very obvious. .
But right now Fang Jun can't spare time to be upset and angry.
The battle is over, and the battle losses must be calculated in detail. Twenty-four soldiers who stayed on the mountain died in the battle, and I think most of them were killed during the previous Shanyue charges. The final decisive battle was fought in the blink of an eye because of the armor protection. They killed the Shanyue Allied Forces until their morale collapsed, but the casualties were almost negligible.
These fallen soldiers should report their names to the Ministry of War and ask for merit. Although the person died, the merit can be extended to his family. For a civilian family, the merit of sacrificing one's life for the country and quelling the chaos is enough to guarantee the survival of three generations. There is no need to pay various taxes and land rent, so the family can live happily and stably.
The most troublesome thing is the coking method... I have never been exposed to this, and Fang Jun is also confused. I have no choice but to use his ultimate move - anyway, I know the principle, and let the craftsmen below experiment with the rest. , as long as the direction is correct, the research results will always come out...
Just when I was feeling sad and regretful about why I didn't read more miscellaneous books or take more elective courses when I was in school, Xi Junmai came to inform me that a country farmer named Yu Ming was asking for a visit.
"Yu Ming's name?" Fang Jun was stunned, what kind of weird surname is this? He had never heard of it. He was worried about the coking matter, so he waved his hand casually: "I haven't heard of it, I don't see it." Then he frowned and thought hard. We have to carefully search for even the slightest clue about coking in our increasingly faint memories...
Xi Junmai turned around and exited.
After a while, the knock on the door rang again.
Fang Jun interrupted his thoughts and said angrily: "I told you not to see me, so don't bother me!"
"Haha, Confucius said: How wonderful is it to have friends come from far away? Why is it that the Marquis is so disrespectful and turns away the guests?" A voice, although old, sounded very comforting.
Fang Jun was stunned, stood up and opened the door.
An old man with a wide robe and a high crown on his head, with a smile on his face, stood in front of the door. This old man was tall and thin, with a big frame. The loose robe was worn by him so that his clothes were flying, and he was quite fairy-like.
Charm.
Fang Jun's heart tightened and he subconsciously looked around.
Xi Junmai was standing behind the old man with a strange look on his face...
In order to prevent the Jiangnan nobles from retaliating, the iron factory was heavily guarded by soldiers. Why did Xi Junmai bring the old man here even though he refused?
"I'm a humble man from the mountains, please pay my respects to the Marquis."
The old man bowed and saluted with perfect manners, then straightened up, with a warm smile, and the folds on his face seemed to be like blooming chrysanthemums: "It is really rude to come here without permission. However, the Marquis is a man of great wisdom, and he has extraordinary knowledge.
Extraordinary, if you think about it, you won't be like those ordinary people who refuse people thousands of miles away."
Although this old man is not young, his speech and behavior give people a kind and comfortable feeling, which makes it difficult to feel bad.
Fang Jun glared at the anxious Xi Junmai, then said with a smile: "My father-in-law, you are ridiculous. How can I be so virtuous and worthy of such a comment? As for the great wisdom, it is ridiculous."
Gengu Qingqi?
Could it be that this old man is a master who is hiding in the world, and he couldn't bear to lose his unique skills. Seeing that he is a martial arts prodigy, he came out and wanted to take him as his disciple and teach him his unrivaled skills that shocked the past and the present?
Then he can punch Li Yuanba, kick Pei Yuanqing, and bloody Yuwen Chengdu?
Your mother!
This is a time-travel novel, not fantasy, and certainly not "Shuo Tang"...
However, this old man looked strange, but he seemed to have no ill intentions. He turned sideways and said softly: "I am a visitor from afar. If I don't mind the simple situation of the house, why don't you come in and have a chat?"
The old man laughed and walked in: "I have been poor all my life, living with rotten trees and stubborn rocks. Whether it is simple or prosperous, it is just a passing cloud to me!"
As the old man walked into the house, Fang Jun glared at Xi Junmai and whispered: "Didn't you say you won't see me? Why did you let him in?"
Xi Junmai looked horrified, swallowed his saliva, and said nonchalantly: "He didn't put it in, he walked in by himself! This old man... is so evil. He walked ten steps from the iron furnace to here.
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Fang Jun opened his mouth wide and stretched his neck to look at the iron-making furnace behind the iron factory, and then at the house behind him on the edge of the mine. Isn't it a few hundred meters away?
Ten steps?
Is this "catching the toad in eight steps" or "flying on grass"?
However, Xi Junmai didn't expect to have the guts to trick him, so he had to order him to stand outside the door. Once he noticed any movement in the house, he would immediately rush in to save him!
Xi Junmai nodded fiercely, still feeling that he was not safe, so he waved and called over a pair of soldiers patrolling not far away, and stood ready in front of the door.
Fang Jun turned around and went back to the house. The old man had already sat on the chair by himself. He swayed leisurely a few times and marveled: "This kind of long-legged chair is very comfortable to sit on, and the back can bear the stress, even if you work for a long time."
It is shaped like a document and can maintain physical strength to the maximum extent. It is really a work of art! Is this long-legged claw designed by the Marquis? Haha, the old man said that the Marquis has great wisdom, and the Marquis is still humble. If this is not a big deal,
Wisdom, we can all kill ourselves..."
"It's just a plaything, how dare you call it wisdom?"
"You are wrong, Lord Hou! What is great wisdom? Driving a car on the road, driving a boat in the water, making fire from wood, plowing the soil for cultivation, these things may seem ordinary and worthless, but which one can be created by someone who is not a great wise man? Is it ordinary?
Seeing waves everywhere is great wisdom!”
The old man had a serious face.
Fang Jun was stunned, could this old man be a philosopher?
"It's a trivial thing, I don't need to praise it. If you continue to praise it, I will be ashamed." Fang Jun sat on another chair and said.
This old man is so strange. As the saying goes, "Everyone must ask for something when being polite." What is the purpose of giving all kinds of compliments as soon as they meet?
However, the old man obviously disagreed with Fang Jun's words and said displeasedly: "Then among the princes, who can be called the great wisdom?"
Fang Jun thought for a while and said: "In the subtle place, Xumi hides mustard seeds, and the mustard seeds accept Xumi, which can be called great wisdom; in the vast place, where the sun rises, the moon sets, and the stars move, it can be called great wisdom."
In fact, this is not Fang Jun’s original intention. The power of science is omnipresent. Landing on Mars is great wisdom, but drilling wood to make fire is not great wisdom. Discovering the God particle is great wisdom, but figuring out why one plus one equals two is not great wisdom?
The old man's words are correct. Seeing waves in ordinary places is great wisdom!
But Fang Jun always felt that this old man was mysterious and weird, so he refused to obey him because he wanted to argue!
The old man seemed to be aware of Fang Jun's state of mind. He chuckled and didn't take it seriously: "It seems that the Marquis still has a hard time letting go of my presumptuous visit. Well, I won't beat around the bush and just tell you the reason for your visit."
As he spoke, he stared at Fang Jun with sparkling eyes and said slowly: "I have been immersed in various mechanical and magical techniques all my life. I have dabbled in iron-making, and have also studied casting, but I want to break my head.
I wonder how the Marquis can cast hundreds of armored riding equipment overnight! I wonder if the Marquis can tell me?"