The lunar winter months in the Guanzhong area in later generations were already frozen, but Guanzhong during the Tang Dynasty was obviously warmer and wetter than later generations. The winter months were already past half, and only in the early morning, a thin layer of ice would form on the surface of the gentle rivers, and the sun would rise.
It will melt immediately. As for the Yellow River, Weihe River, Jinghe River and other rivers with abundant water, there is no sign of freezing.
From ancient times to the present, the climate in China has generally been a curve that goes from warm to cold and then gradually warms up again. Some studies say that the climate during the Sui and Tang Dynasties was warm and humid, but reached its lowest point in the Ming Dynasty, and began to gradually become warmer in the Qing Dynasty.
For farming peoples with low productivity in ancient times, climate change meant suffering in people's livelihood and the change of dynasties.
On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, the Yin hour begins.
The main house of the Fang Family Farm was brightly lit, and servants were coming in and out to prepare hot water for breakfast. Today was the last court meeting in the 14th year of Zhenguan, and the father and son of the family were about to go to court.
The servants and maids get up early to get ready at any time, but each one of them has a brisk pace and an excited look.
There were countless high-ranking people in the Tang Dynasty, but how many people could have the honor of father and son sharing the same palace? Not to mention the fact that the father was the prime minister and was in charge of the court, and the son was awarded the title of marquis and was about to take charge of the country.
A powerful family!
If the Lord humiliates his subjects and dies, if the Lord honors them, both will be honored.
Wouldn't it be more leisurely and comfortable to be a slave in such a high-ranking, powerful and kind-hearted family than those ordinary people who are struggling in poverty and misery? You must know that in the Fang family, even the children of servants and slaves
You can still read. Not only can you read, but it doesn’t matter whether you want to read or not!
These days, if you can read, you are promising. If you can read the Four Books and Five Classics, you will basically be a county official!
Therefore, the servants and maids of the Fang family are all very happy...
The candlelight was brightly lit in the main hall. Fang Xuanling put on his official robe and boots and sat on the imperial chair to drink tea. He glanced sideways at Fang Jun, feeling even more unhappy.
It was just last court, could it be a marriage?
Wife Lu, daughter-in-law Princess Gaoyang, Wu Meiniang, and four personal maids... all gathered in a circle. One was adjusting his collar and that was stretching the corner of his robe. The little bastard sat lazily while a maid served him tea.
After entering the mouth, a maid knelt in front of her to put on her boots...
It's even bigger than Laozi Pu, and it's even more powerful!
Fang Xuanling felt a strong sense of loss. Could it be that the family was about to change and she would no longer be the head of the family?
I'm not dead yet!
"Ahem! Well, let's go first for my father, and you can follow later."
Fang Xuanling stood up with a cold face, said something calmly, and walked out of the main hall with her hands behind her back. When she reached the door, she remembered something again. She stood still and turned around to tell Fang Jun: "Don't take the carriage, keep a low profile. The reputation of you in Chang'an City is now
It's extremely bad. Try not to tell the truth. Well, just go on horseback and look energetic."
After saying that, walk out the door.
A servant drove the four-wheeled carriage over. Fang Xuanling lifted up her robe and got into the carriage. Her horse's hooves clattered and she walked straight out of the gate.
Fang Jun was confused in the room...
Damn it, in this winter, there is a carriage and you won’t let me sit on it, so you have to ride a horse instead?
Even if you are playing low-key, it is not such a low-key method!
Princess Gaoyang hesitated to speak, and her face looked a little ugly. On this cold day, wouldn't riding a horse to court be asking for trouble? Even those generals with serious military backgrounds would ride in carriages...
He pursed his lips but said nothing.
Fang Xuanling spoke, what could her daughter-in-law do?
Wu Meiniang is also a little worried. Even if she is as smart as ice and snow, even if she twists her beauty into a ball, she still can't figure out what the connection between riding a horse and being low-key is?
How did she know that Fang Xuanling was just a little jealous and wanted to fill her son's head...
Lu muttered: "Why is this old man so crazy?"
However, they did not dare to ignore Fang Xuanling's words. The women in the room quickly ordered the maids to find out the fur cloak and put it on Fang Jun in a hurry. Fang Jun moved a little, and he was as bloated as a brown bear. He couldn't laugh or cry.
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When I walked out of the door, I was blown away by the cold wind, which made me shiver. My dissatisfaction with the thick clothes disappeared immediately. It was not his style to be elegant rather than warm. He had already reached the level of ignoring appearance and focusing on soul.
He got on his horse and rode out of the village with a few generals, heading straight down the mountain along the flat cement road. The mountain wind was cold and cold, and when he blew it in front of him, Fang Jun was so cold that the muscles on his face almost froze, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.
After a while, he caught up with Fang Xuanling's carriage.
Fang Jun slowed down his horse, approached the car and said loudly: "Father, how about giving your son a ride?"
Fang Xuanling raised the car curtain with an unhappy look on her face: "Didn't you hear what I said just now?"
Fang Jun was really freezing, so he said with a shy face: "Why didn't you hear me? But few officials passed by this road. Why don't the father let his son ride in the car and get off the horse when he got to the outside of Chang'an City? Dad, it's really cold.
…”
He spoke pitifully, but Fang Xuanling was not moved at all. She scolded with a cold face: "You can't bear any hardship at a young age. You have neither resilience nor tolerance. You are impatient and greedy for pleasure. How can you achieve great things?"
?”
After saying this, he lowered the car curtain and ignored Fang Jun again.
Fang Jun is so angry, is this father real?
I had no choice but to gallop along the dark streets in the early morning... It was too slow, and the slower I got, the colder it got.
Because today is the last court meeting of the year, many officials living outside the city and in Xianyang, Lantian, Sanyuan and other counties have all entered the capital. Therefore, the city gates around Chang'an City were opened early, but people entering and exiting still have to be interrogated.
There was no one outside the Chunming Gate. Fang Jun endured the cold wind blowing all the way to the city gate. Several soldiers guarding the city were shaking and huddled together to keep warm in the lee of the city wall when he saw a group of soldiers.
The knights roared towards him, and he quickly stood up to stop and investigate.
The elderly veteran had particularly good eyesight. He glanced at it from a distance, then retracted his steps after moving for a moment, and continued to chew half of the steamed bun in his hand. The pile of hay under his buttocks had just warmed up. After a while,
It was cold again when he came back. What did Fang Jun do to stop him? Didn't he see that his nose was so cold that his nose was dripping with snot? He must be in an extremely unhappy mood. If he is unhappy himself, he has to make others unhappy too. Hum, that young boy is so stubborn
Having just joined the army with some family background is like climbing on top of me. You don't care about your own moral character. You have no discernment at all. You are just waiting to be beaten...
A young soldier who relied on his relatives to work in the county government stood in front of the city gate and shouted: "Stop! Check!"
Full of momentum!
Even though the city gate is an inconspicuous place, even as a gatekeeper, you have to be shouted at by the powerful all day long, but this job is fat! Today, all the officials entering the city will ride in carriages. Who is crazy about riding a horse?
?When I saw that this group of people were either lowly businessmen or out-of-towners seeking relatives, my mother, this troublesome grandpa in this cold weather must be blackmailed!
Standing at the gate of the city, waiting for the knights to stop for inspection, the young soldier turned around and glanced disdainfully at the old soldier squatting at the base of the wall, and spat. What the hell! Even a gatekeeper like you will be poor all his life.
, you don’t even know what kind of person to blackmail when you want to make money, what’s the point?
The sound of hoofbeats rumbled in my ears, and the expression on the young soldier's face changed from arrogance to surprise, and from surprise to fear!
The whole team of knights roared from a distance like thunder, their iron hooves trampling the frost and soil on the ground, their horses' mouths spraying white air, their indomitable momentum was like galloping on the battlefield and charging into battle!
And he was like a small piece of gravel about to be crushed by a horse's hooves as big as the mouth of a bowl...
Just as the knight was galloping in front of him without slowing down, even the two round eyes of the strong horse could be clearly seen. However, the young soldier finally reacted and let out an "ouch" and rolled around like a lazy donkey.
The son ducked aside.
The roaring horses swept past the place where he just stood, heading straight into the city.
A domineering voice floated in the wind: "I'm freezing to death, can't you see me?"
The young soldier was so frightened that his heart was pounding, he was sweating profusely, and he was terrified. He was so arrogant! If he hadn't hidden just now, wouldn't he have become a corpse trampled by horses' hooves?
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Isn’t this a waste of human life?
Or do you really not regard me as a human being at all?
Regardless of the reason, the young soldier said it was unacceptable.