After all, the position of Jing Zhaoyin was probably thought up by His Majesty in order to deal with the Guanlong Group. Therefore, if you want to secure the position of Jing Zhaoyin and successfully make it the most prominent resume in Fang Jun's officialdom,
We must get His Majesty's support and act according to His Majesty's ideas.
And this is exactly what Fang Jun wanted!
Fang Xuanling was helpless. It seemed that this storm was destined to come violently. How could he, a father, not know what kind of behavior his son had when he committed crimes?
Those guys from the Guanlong Group, wish yourselves good luck.
Thinking of this, Fang Xuanling suddenly came back to her senses.
In order to secure the official position of Jing Zhaoyin, you do whatever the emperor says. Isn't this still a sycophant?
To put it bluntly, this is the emperor's eagle and dog lackey...
Fang Xuanling felt uncomfortable and cursed: "You little bastard is destined to be the minions of hawks and dogs. I am ashamed of you!"
Fang Jun was speechless, stunned for a moment, and asked: "Father, do you intend to let me be this Jing Zhaoyin?"
Fang Xuanling said: "How could you not want to? In the future officialdom, no one can enter the Taige without going through the prefectures and counties. Jingzhao Yin is in charge of one side. His Majesty also serves as the shepherd of Youzhou. Jingzhao Yin is your Majesty's direct subordinate, so prominent.
How could I not want you to take the position?"
Fang Jun spread his hands: "Isn't that the case? If you want to be this official, you have to listen to your majesty. Otherwise, why would your majesty let me be? There are so many people who want to be this official!"
Fang Xuanling was choked so much that she cursed: "I am willing to be a hawk and a dog, I am willing to degenerate myself, I am not the son of a man!"
Fang Jun was completely speechless this time.
You just want to scold me, no matter what you say, it’s all your fault?
He didn't dare to reply, but some people did.
Mrs. Lu came in from outside the door in a hurry. As soon as she reached the door, she heard Fang Xuanling scolding her son. She immediately said angrily: "What's wrong with the eagle dog? Then who can be the emperor's eagle dog if he wants to? Our son has the ability to make a difference."
Be a hawk!"
Fang Xuanling was so angry that his beard trembled, and he pointed at Lu and said, "You illiterate woman, do you think eagle and dog are complimentary words?"
Mr. Lu was even more imposing than him: "Do you think I'm stupid? What if the words are not nice? The emperor likes my son, which proves that my son is better than others! By the way, what are you two talking about here, son?
How did he become the emperor's eagle dog?"
Fang Junxin said, can you please stop being a hawk and a hawk all the time? This word really doesn’t sound good!
"Your Majesty wants to appoint your son to be the emperor of Beijing."
Mrs. Lu looked confused: "Jing Zhaoyin? I've never heard of it. What kind of official is that? Son, what rank is it?"
How many products?
Fang Jun scratched his head, he didn't know, and looked at Fang Xuanling.
Fang Xuanling kept a calm face and said nothing, feeling worried about this in her heart.
Mrs. Lu said loudly to Fang Xuanling: "May I ask you, what grade are you in?"
Fang Xuanling snorted and said in a low voice: "From the second grade."
"From the second grade?"
Lu was stunned for a moment, then pointed at Fang Xuanling's dark face and bent over with a smile, gasping and saying: "Fang Xuanling, Fang Xuanling, why did my son get an errand and you have a nose that is not a nose or a face?
It turns out you are jealous!"
Fang Xuanling's face was so dark that she almost rivaled Fang Jun, and said angrily: "I'm jealous of him? That's not the case!"
Mrs. Lu couldn't help laughing: "Okay, okay, you're not jealous. Your Fang Xuanling has a broad mind, okay?"
Ignoring the grim-faced Fang Xuanling, she turned around and patted her son's shoulder heavily. Her eyes were full of pride and she praised: "My son is really good! I will try to make further progress as soon as possible so that this old guy can be happy every day when we meet him."
I have to say hello to you and see if he still dares to scold you for no reason. From now on, if he scolds you as me, you should scold him as a superior!"
This is what I said...
Do I dare?
Fang Jun twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "Mom, under the imperial court's system, the actual duties end at the second rank, and it is impossible to be higher than my father's rank. After that, there is only one ministerial order for the second rank. In the past, that was
His Majesty holds the concurrent post, and it has been vacant since His Majesty resigned. If you want to teach my father..."
Fang Xuanling's eyes shot up, and Fang Jun hurriedly changed his words: "...No, if you want to surpass the second rank, you can only wait for your son to be granted the title of Grand Master, Grand Tutor, or Grand Lieutenant by His Majesty.
"
In fact, speaking of it, His Majesty Li Er still has more trust in Changsun Wuji than others. After all, Changsun Wuji now has the title of Taiwei, and his father will only give him a Taiwei posthumously after his death...
Fang Xuanling's expression changed, thinking that with the speed of this boy's promotion, he might actually get a false title of a first-class official before he died. Even if he did not have a first-class title, such as the crown prince's grand master and the crown prince's Taibao.
The virtual title of First Grade is basically a certainty.
Mom, is it true that one day I will salute this bastard and call him "Shangguan"?
Just thinking about that scene, Fang Xuanling felt extremely upset.
So sad...
*****
In a mansion in Changshoufang, all the heads of the core families of the Guanlong Group were present.
This is the ancestral home of the Linghu family. Linghu Defenyan is the owner and lives in the middle.
Yuan Zheng, the head of the Yuan family, Changsun Wuji, the head of the Changsun family, Yu Zhining of the Luoyang family, and He Lanshuo of the Helan family were all sitting at their seats, gathered together.
Linghu Defen is nearly sixty years old, but he is well maintained, his beard and hair are slightly gray, and his long beard is neatly trimmed, making him look very young.
This man was born after Linghu Zheng, the great general of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. He had outstanding talents since he was a child and had extensive knowledge of ancient and modern times. He was well-versed in literature and history and had already gained a literary reputation. He was a first-class Confucian.
Looking up and looking around, Linghu Defen sighed slightly: "Nowadays, our Guanlong family is increasingly declining."
He was not as senior as Changsun Wuji, but he had a higher seniority than Changsun Wuji, so he spoke without any scruples.
"Congratulations to Brother Linghu on his promotion to the position of Minister of Rites. He is a senior official of the third rank. Brother Linghu is truly worthy of his title."
The Helanshuo who spoke was an old man in his fifties, who was described as thin and energetic. The Helan family emerged from Dai County and was a wealthy Xianbei family. Their ancestors were one of the "Six Towns of Xianbei".
Linghu Defen smiled bitterly and shook his head, waving his hands and saying: "What's so great about this? I'm nearly sixty years old, and after running around in the court for many years, I have only held a third-rank official position. Fang Jun has already been a second-rank official before he reached the weak crown. From now on,
When I see that Fang Erlang, I have to bow down as an official, it’s awkward just thinking about it.”
As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly became awe-inspiring, and everyone's expressions were grim.
Changsun Wuji looked gloomy. How could he not hear the complaint in Linghu Derfen's words? That is, he complained that as the leader of the Guanlong Group, he did not put more resistance in Linghu Derfen's promotion path, and even complained about him.
Sitting back and watching Fang Jun take the position of Jing Zhaoyin without any obstruction or opposition.
But what can he do?
What Changsun Wuji is thinking about now is not at all how to prevent Fang Jun from taking office, but how to restore his position in His Majesty's mind!
Only when you have gained it will you be afraid of losing it...
How happy was Changsun Wuji in the past?
As a relative, he was trusted by His Majesty Li Er. The illustrious achievements of the civil and military officials such as Fang Xuanling, Li Ji, Li Jing and others were never inferior to his grandson Wuji.
Don't you rely on the Holy Family to suppress you to death?
In the past, when His Majesty's favor came to him, Changsun Wuji didn't notice anything. But now, when he suddenly fell out of favor, he felt a chill to his bones!
Yuan Zheng, who was fair-faced and beardless but had a plump body, cupped his hand to his eldest son Sun Wuji and said with a smile: "The Guanlong family has experienced both prosperity and loss for hundreds of years. Now we are all acting as auxiliaries. How should we deal with Fang Jun's appointment?
Just give us a set of regulations and everyone will abide by them."
The ancestors of the Yuan family were descendants of the royal family of the Northern Wei Dynasty and Xianbei.
Although everyone is dissatisfied with Changsun Wuji's inaction, at a critical moment, they still have to listen to Changsun Wuji. This is not only because of the transcendent status of the Changsun family in the Guanlong family, but also because of Changsun Wuji.
Thinking about it, there are many conspiracies and tricks, and the scheming people have their own tricks...
The sudden emergence of Fang Jun brought a huge blow to the Guanlong family.
The iron factory that once monopolized the world was not only owned by the Changsun family, but was actually a complex of interests of the Guanlong family, in which everyone contributed money and efforts and enjoyed endless benefits.
Now, it is being severely suppressed by the Fang family's iron factory and has suffered heavy losses.
What is particularly disgusting is that the profits of the maritime trade business have been greatly reduced by the involvement of the Shipping Company. How can one not hate Fang Jun to the core?