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Chapter 992: The ambition of a gatekeeper

He wiped a handful of mud splashed on his face, and his pretty face looked like a little cat. He jumped up and pointed at the knight who had already left. One day, I asked you to look at me differently. I want you to salute me respectfully. I want you to know that I am not just a gatekeeper like an ant. My name is Wang Xuance! Oh...who the hell is beating me?"

Wang Xuance covered his head, looked down and saw that half of the buns on the ground still had teeth marks, turned around and glared at the old soldier: "Why did you hit me?"

The old pawn didn't care whether the grass nest under his butt would get cold or not. He jumped on his feet and yelled: "Hit you? Do you know that I am trying to save you? Who is Fang Jun? If you dare to punch Qi Wangyou, Ma You can step into the Prince of Han's palace and beat a lieutenant general on the street until I can't even recognize him when he returns home. You can eradicate a noble clan in Jiangdong that has been here for generations overnight. How dare you yell at him? What the hell do you think? Who are you? If this word reaches Fang Er's ears, believe it or not, he will come to your house tonight and chop up the bird in your crotch and feed it to the dog?"

Wang Xuance was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he had just scolded Fang Erlang, the number one dude in Guanzhong, who was the most powerful and bloody man in Jiangnan!

Mother!

The sound we scolded just now was quite loud. The stick wouldn't hear it, would it?

Wang Xuance shrank his neck, quickly kept a smile on his face, returned to the base of the wall, nodded and bowed to apologize to the old soldier. Although he usually didn't deal with it, it was rare for him to be able to remind himself in words like this. This is an old guy with good character, and it's worth it. Make friends.

Sitting at the foot of the city wall, saying nice things, but my thoughts wandered to nowhere...

I was angry that Fang Er didn't take my life seriously, but why should Fang Er take my own life seriously?

Fang Er is not even older than me, but look at what he did. Regardless of how arrogant and domineering he was on the ground of the Tang Dynasty, he was still domineering in other countries. Lin Yiguo had to obediently give up the two ports forever. Fang Er, the elephant soldiers of the Zhenla Kingdom are invincible in the southeast area. Fang Er will be killed with just one strike of his sword!

To show off your power in foreign lands and shock other countries, that is your real ability!

And what are you doing now?

Guarding the city gate, grudged against the old soldier Youzi, trying every possible means to exploit the merchants, nodding and bowing to the powerful, not knowing where his future life would be, just muddle along...

Fang Er is the benchmark, that is the direction of my efforts!

So what if his family background is good?

They fought fiercely in Niuzhuji, intimidated Huating Town, and sent troops to Linyi State. They relied on their real abilities, and they were not the son-in-law of an emperor or the son of a prime minister! These things may be useful in the Tang Dynasty. After the Tang Dynasty, Who the hell knows who you are?

I just want to convince those foreign countries with real swords and guns, and make them kneel down and call me daddy!

This is what a man should do!

*****

How did Fang Jun know that his momentary arrogance and domineering behavior would actually stimulate the sensitive and enterprising heart of a humble gatekeeper?

He was shivering with cold on the horse, and when he got off the horse at Zhuquemen, his whole face was frozen. Snot was dripping from his nose. He wiped it with the sleeve of his official robe, and it started to flow out again after a while...

Did Dad take the wrong medicine?

Fang Jun was filled with resentment.

As a result, his "stunning" appearance on horseback riding to court in the early morning of winter suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention.

It was not yet time to go to court, and the Suzaku Gate had not yet been opened. There were many officials in front of the door waiting to go to court. They gathered in groups and chatted. The officials with lower status had sent away their servants and horses early, and stood there.

Chatting in front of the palace gate, while the old guys who had been granted the title of marquis and minister were nestled in the warm carriages, waiting until the palace gate opened before sending the carriages and horses away.

When Fang Jun appeared, almost everyone was talking about him...

"Hey, Fang Erlang is really unconventional. It's such a cold day that you came to court on horseback. Isn't it cold?"

Someone made a sarcastic comment.

Fang Jun followed the reputation and saw that it was Liu Lei.

This old thing...

He said with a smile: "I just came back from the south. When I was in the south, we fought every day. Now that I have met in Guanzhong, I am not used to it. I feel uncomfortable if I don't fight anyone for a day. I have to take advantage of the opportunity to come out and breathe early in the morning."

Let's get some fresh air and suppress the irritable emotions in my heart. Why, Liu Yushi cares so much about someone, why don't we find a quiet place to have a heart-to-heart talk?"

All the officials were speechless.

Dare to be so arrogant at the gate of Taiji Palace. Looking at the Tang Dynasty, this is probably the only one. And is it really appropriate to threaten a court official in such a simple way? It's still a heart-to-heart talk, but don't let the conversation end with tears.

I have to go home and prepare for the funeral...

Liu Lei's eyelids jumped with anger, but he didn't dare to say harsh words to Fang Jun. This guy is a donkey. The more stubborn you are with him, the more he will never end with you. He is not afraid of anything.

Work it out.

Liu Lei regretted taunting him and turned her head decisively.

But in the eyes of others, Liu Lei was so frightened by Fang Jun that he backed away...

Many officials who were dissatisfied with the house inspection wanted to come forward and make a few sarcastic remarks, so as to show their presence in front of a group of big bosses, and let the big bosses see my upright style that is not afraid of bravery, and maybe Jing Er

By that time, he would be able to catch the eye of the big boss, rise to the top and be reused.

But looking at Liu Lei's cowardly appearance, everyone backed down.

It is certainly a good thing to show your presence, but if you show your presence in a way that you are crushed by Fang Jun, that would be a complete tragedy, and this is what a wise man would not do...

Even the officials who had always been good friends with Fang Xuanling secretly shook their heads. This mallet seemed to have a violent nature and was incompatible with everyone. No one was allowed to come within ten feet of him and everyone stayed away.

Fang Jun didn't take it seriously and even laughed in his heart.

You are all like me now, right? Even if you, the spokesmen of aristocratic families, show your arrogance, let’s see how many of you will still be sitting in your current position or even stay in the court in ten years’ time.

Above all, you are awesome!

The aristocratic families developed in a special social environment. When the emperor is weak and the ministers are strong, this is the soil for their survival. Now that the Tang Dynasty is becoming increasingly prosperous and prosperous, the monarchy will be in the hands of His Majesty Li Er and his successors.

Reaching a peak that has never been seen since Qin Shihuang! And the survival style of the aristocratic families and the increasingly centralized monarchy will inevitably produce fierce conflicts, which will inevitably end with one party's concession or even defeat.

History has proven that it is the imperial power that wins, and the families that lose.

The price of failure is that the aristocratic family system that has flourished for hundreds of years has been completely swept into the garbage heap of history, and has never recovered from its past glory...

My brother comes from the later generations. He has been on the winning side early and is already in an invincible position. Why do you fight with me?

Fang Jun stood proudly and looked around. The officials around him seemed to be nothing more than clowns. How could fireflies dare to compete with the bright moon?

"Erlang, come here and have a chat."

A call interrupted Fang Jun's "leaving the world and being independent". The guy looked back, took three steps at a time and ran towards a luxury carriage on the left, blew his nose, and then wrapped himself tightly He threw his coat to the servant and quickly got into the carriage.

The interior of the car is luxuriously decorated, inlaid with gold and jade. There is a precious Persian carpet on the floor. There is a carved lacquer table in the middle of the car, with several plates of snacks and a pot of hot tea on it. A sandalwood fire is burning in the corner. Fragrant, delicate fragrance.

Two people were sitting on either side of the table. One was a tall man with a square face unique to men of the Li family, and the other was skinny but energetic. They were none other than Li Xiaogong, Prince of Hejian County, and Lu Dongzan, the Prime Minister of Tubo.

Fang Jungong cupped his hands as a gift, looked at Li Xiaogong and complained: "Your Majesty is not particular, I am almost freezing to death here, why didn't you say hello earlier and let me come over to warm you up?"

Li Xiaogong said with a smile: "I saw Erlang standing proudly and uprightly, suppressing a group of little demons to the point of losing all his arrogance and trembling with fear. He is really majestic and upright, how dare he interrupt rashly?"

Fang Jun raised his forehead and said: "Come on, you just see the joke, why do you need to be so sarcastic about the official?"

Li Xiaogong laughed.

Lu Dongzan picked up a white porcelain bottle on the counter, filled an empty cup with transparent and slightly turbid wine, and offered it to Fang Jun with both hands. An old face with wrinkles like a chrysanthemum bloomed with a joyful smile: " Lord Marquis, this is the highland barley wine brewed according to your secret recipe, please have a taste."


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