"My head hurts so much." Fang Zhongyong woke up slowly while lying on the bed, with thatch pricking his back and a lot of mixed memories in his mind, making him feel like he was in another world.
Those vague memories told him that this was the capital of Kuizhou in the Tang Dynasty, right on the edge of the Yangtze River!
In my previous life, after having sex with my friends, I drank too much and walked by the river and accidentally fell into the water when I was returning home.
I thought I would drown in the lake, but I didn't expect to wake up and find myself in this strange place, still lying on the bed.
His body is obviously that of a teenager, maybe seven or eight years old, maybe six or seven years old, who knows.
The whole room was dark and narrow, with no windows. The roof looked like it was just paved with a layer of oil tiles. It was noon, and the sunlight shone through the gaps in the oil tiles, leaving mottled marks on his face. p>
Fang Chongyong didn't want to think about whether there would be water leaks here if it rained...
All in all, it feels good to be alive.
"Lang Jun, you finally woke up!"
A thin boy beside the bed shouted excitedly. The drake voice in the stage of voice change was obviously not a girl.
"What year is this?"
Fang Chongyong took the pottery bowl handed over and took a sip of water. He was really thirsty and felt like his whole body was crying out for the nourishment of sweet water.
"Poof!"
Without waiting for the boy to answer, a smell of earthy smell rushed straight to his forehead, causing him to spit out the water in his mouth and spray it into the face of the boy next to him!
"Why does this water taste so...weird?"
Fang Chongyong couldn't help but blame the other party and asked.
"Is it weird?"
The boy actually took the pottery bowl and took a sip. He raised his eyebrows like a knife and looked at Fang Chongyong with an incomprehensible look. "It's not strange, it still tastes the same!"
Fang Chongyong felt that the other person's brain seemed to be different from that of ordinary people, so that he could not communicate effectively. He waved his hand gently, got out of bed and stood up.
After walking around the almost bare-walled house, Fang Chongyong asked the boy doubtfully: "Where is my father?"
"Oops! I remembered that Alang left two letters for Lang Jun, asking him to take an official ship and leave for Chang'an as soon as possible."
The boy took out two letters from his arms and emphasized one sentence: "The one with no words on it can be read by Mr. Lang. The other one with words on it is to be handed over to Zhongshu. Alang left.
I specifically told you before."
Feeling as if he had heard some extraordinary information, Fang Chongyong asked in confusion: "Which Zhongshu?"
"Zhang Jiuling and Zhang Xianggong."
The boy calmly said the information that made Fang Chongyong explode.
Fang Chongyong: "..."
Zhang Jiuling has it, so he won’t cheat during the Kaiyuan period.
He secretly cursed in his heart, God, how could he, with his small body, participate in such a turbulent whirlpool?
Fang Chongyong was speechless and choked. He is just a child now!
"Do you know what official position Zhongshu is?"
Fang Chongyong had to ask carefully about the joints here. He didn't even have time to read the letter.
"Overall Zhongshu Province, the leader of a province, with high authority."
The boy beside the bed said disapprovingly, very casually.
Fang Chongyong was very puzzled. Given his age and being a domestic slave, how could he possibly know so much information?
Especially with that careless tone, how can you be so frivolous?
Fang Zhongyong looked at the other person intently. This boy was full of mysteries, making him make various guesses.
Fang Chongyong opened the letter left by his father and saw the scrawled paper with vigorous words written on the back of the paper:
"My three greatest hatreds in life:
I hate that the corpses of all the princes in the court are sitting in plain view, and that my talents in the world cannot be put to use.
Er hates that his good wife died early and was left alone for half his life.
The three hateful and unscrupulous people are as stupid as pigs and dogs, and cannot be carved.
Bitter! Bitter! Bitter!
Hate it! Hate it! Hate it!
It's better to go back, don't miss me if you are an unworthy son."
The letter was gone after writing it here. A vein popped out on Fang Chongyong's forehead, and he slapped the letter hard on the table! The pain in his palm made him want to cry!
There are so many flaws that I don’t know where to start.
What kind of scumbag father is this! Just abandoning his son?
How about respecting the old and loving the young? Isn’t it said that “how can you not be a husband if you pity your son”?
It’s okay to lose your son in Chang’an! He’s lost in a ghost place like Kuizhou, thousands of miles away from Chang’an. How can a half-year-old child get to Chang’an?
Fang Chongyong was so angry that he opened the "unopenable" letter!
"Lang Jun, no!"
The boy beside him exclaimed, it was too late to stop Fang Chongyong.
"Huh, I have my own opinion. You...by the way, what's your name?"
Only then did Fang Chongyong remember that he seemed to have not asked the other party's name.
"The slave calls the magpie, the magpie comes, the magpie comes."
Fang Laique replied in a low voice, a little aggrieved, that his young master didn't even remember his only son.
Fang Chongyong had no time to pay attention to Fang Laique's mood at this time, because he was already shocked by the contents of this "secret letter"!
This is a soul-stirring... informant letter.
In the letter, Fang Chongyong's father, Fang Youde, reported a major event to his "real" boss, Zhang Jiuling.
According to Fang Youde's investigation, Wang Yu, the envoy of Jiannan Jiedu, accepted bribes from the ruler of Nanzhao, which caused the Tang army to stand still in the southern border town of Shu and watch Nanzhao annex the other five imperial edicts, seriously damaging the interests of the Tang court. p>
The deputy envoy of Jiannan Jiedu and the regimental training envoy Zhangchou Jianqiong took advantage of this opportunity to incite the soldiers in the border town to mutiny, and asked the left prime minister Li Linfu to provide him with some conveniences, such as military support.
In order to support Zhangchou Jianqiong without being hindered by the princes in the court, Li Linfu ordered his party member, Zheng Shuqing, the governor of Kuizhou, to misappropriate a huge amount of money from the Kuizhou Yangtze River customs, ordered people to enter Sichuan by sea, and secretly handed it over to
Zhang Qiu and the frontier troops under Qiong's command.
Wang Yu, a scholar with no knowledge of military affairs, had no idea about this.
After receiving the reward, the Tang army showed off its power, clashed with the Nanzhao army in the border town, and defeated the main force of the Nanzhao army!
Then the Tang army burned, killed, and looted the local area, committing all kinds of evil and committing many crimes.
Fang Youde believes that taking this opportunity, Li Linfu may plan to investigate Wang Yu in the court, and let Zhangchou Jianqiong be promoted to Jiannan Jiedushi! And he will install many of his own people in the Jiannan border army.
This is an excellent opportunity. With some operation, Wang Yu, Zhangchou Jianqiong, Zheng Shuqing, Li Linfu and others can be taken down in one fell swoop! Please Zhang Jiuling act quickly, lest things change.
It is obvious that Zhang Jiuling is Li Linfu's political opponent, and it is basic practice to kill political opponents with physical means.
The light in the room was a little dark. Fang Chongyong expressionlessly put the letters one by one on the oil lamp and burned them, ignoring Fang Laique next to him who opened his mouth wide and wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound.
"Lang Jun, if the letter is burned, we can't go back to Chang'an!"
Fang Laique's voice trembled, not knowing how to persuade Fang Chongyong.
"Burn this letter to survive. Trust me, don't tell anyone about this."
Fang Chongyong looked at the childish Fang Laique with a solemn expression.
Two and a half-year-old "children" encountered such a big thing. One pretended to be calm, while the other was frightened.
Li Linfu, Wang Yu, Zhangchou Jianqiong, Zheng Shuqing... all are big bosses. Even Zheng Shuqing, the governor of Kuizhou with the lowest "rank" among them, squeezing Fang Chongyong to death would be like squeezing an ant to death.
Fang Chongyong’s scumbag father Fang Youde, how can he have the courage to “take on” so many big guys?
Does Fang Youde think that a half-year-old child will not be searched? That he can hide the truth and travel thousands of miles to Chang'an to deliver a "report letter"?
What kind of brain, what kind of IQ, what kind of emotional intelligence does this person have!
Fang Chongyong scolded that scumbag father from head to toe in his heart. With such a fool, his life would be really difficult.
"Zheng Shuqing, what kind of person is Zheng Shuqing?"
Fang Chongyong paced back and forth in the room, muttering to himself as if no one else was around.
What about Zhang Jiuling, what about Li Linfu, what about Zhangchou Jianqiong? They are all so high that the emperor is far away, and they can't do anything to them. Only Zheng Shuqing, the governor of Kuizhou, is afraid that he is in Kuizhou city right now and wants to deal with him as a boy.
, it only takes a matter of minutes!
The so-called county magistrate is not as good as the current administration, and it is most appropriate at this moment.
Fang Chongyong was very confused. His father, Fang Youde, didn't know what official position he held. How could Zheng Shuqing, the governor of Kuizhou, not hear any news about the investigation like this?
How could the other party not take any precautions?
"Zheng Shuqing took refuge with Li Linfu as a minion. In his early years, he was the governor of Kuizhou. In the last years of Tianbao, he was the imperial censor. He was in charge of the branches and sold his official positions. He did not know loyalty and was only interested in profit. He is not as good as a pig or a dog."
Fang Laique's calm and emotionless voice rang in Fang Chongyong's ears!
The latter seemed to see a five-meter-long python squirming in front of him. He was so frightened that he took a few steps back. He sat down next to the bed and looked at Fang Laique in shock!
People in the Kaiyuan period actually knew what happened in the Tianbao period! Is there anything more ridiculous than this in the world?
"You, you, you! Who are you?"
Fang Chongyong pointed at Fang Laique in horror and asked.
"Lang Jun, I'm here to magpie! I was born in the Fang family. My father followed A Lang (Fang Youde) and changed his surname to Fang. I have followed Lang Jun since I was a child, and my surname was Fang when I was born."
Fang Laique touched his head and said innocently. He always felt that his "young master" seemed to be a different person since he fell into the water and woke up.
"What did you just say?"
Fang Chongyong calmed down a little, grabbed Fang Laique's arm, and asked in a low voice.
"Did I just say something?"
Fang Laique looked at Fang Chongyong inexplicably, as if he didn't know what happened just now.
His sluggish look doesn't look like he's pretending. If it's really fake, it can only be said that he is the reincarnation of the movie king and is impeccable.
"Who is Zheng Shuqing?"
Fang Chongyong continued to ask, feeling a little relieved.
"Alang told me before that he is the governor of Kuizhou and the largest local official. I don't know about the others."
Fang Laique still didn't understand what Fang Chongyong wanted to ask.
He was very surprised that Fang Chongyong didn't know who Zheng Shuqing was. They were living in an official residence, a house that only the families of local officials in Kuizhou were eligible to live in. Fang Youde not only had dealings with Zheng Shuqing, but also had a very bad relationship with him.
The potential is the same as water and fire.
"What else?"
Fang Chongyong asked, staring at Fang Laique, his eyes almost bulging out.
"It's gone."
Fang Laique spread his hands, not knowing what to say.
"That's all."
Fang Chongyong waved his hand. The son of this family has been playing since childhood, and he doesn't look like a liar. But what is going on?
The only thing that is certain is that it was definitely not an auditory hallucination!
Gurgling... At the critical moment, Fang Chongyong's stomach growled.
"Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."
Fang Chongyong sat down on the high stool, and his body slid softly onto the table. The child's body was very weak, and he didn't know what he ate on weekdays.
"Yes, yes, the slave has cooked the food."
Fang Lai walked out of the house in a hurry and quickly came back, serving a bowl of fish soup with three slender white fish, a bowl of something that looked like pickles, and a bowl full of broken leaves and unknown ingredients.
The famous "rice" mixed with various grains seems to be the staple food.
Fang Laique barely had "Come and praise me" written on his face. Fang Chongyong picked up a chopstick of fish meat and brought it to his mouth with anticipation, his expression slightly changing.
The fish meat was light and fishy, and the smell hit his forehead, making him stunned for a moment.
It's so pitiful that in his two lifetimes, he has never eaten such unpalatable fish!
You can only feed such fishy fish to cats! Cats won’t even eat it!
"This..."
Looking at Fang Laique's expectant expression, Fang Zhongyong swallowed the curse words, picked up a ball of "rice" with chopsticks, and brought it to his mouth.
The green and earthy earthy smell fills the mouth and lingers for a long time. The rough taste is hard to describe, like chewing sand, and makes people breathless.
Reluctantly swallowing, it feels like a saw is pulling repeatedly on the throat. Wherever the food goes, there is unbearable pain... The taste of this mysterious staple food can only be said to be in awe of ghosts and gods.
"The meal was well cooked. Don't make it next time. Let me do it."
Fang Chongyong sighed helplessly.
He no longer counted on the food cooked by this boy.
"Alang said that the master is the master and the slave is the slave. There is no principle of master serving slaves. How can Langjun cook by himself?"
Fang Laique said righteously, with determination on his young face, which made Fang Chongyong want to punch him.
I’ve eaten everything, let’s try the kimchi.
Fang Chongyong no longer had any expectations and put a piece of shredded vegetable leaf that he couldn't name into his mouth.
It's sour and refreshing, with a little sweetness and a little salty taste, which instantly dispels the earthy smell in his mouth!
"This dish is good! It's really good!"
Fang Chongyong couldn't help but praise.
"Oh."
Fang Laique reluctantly answered, the smile on his face fell, and he grimaced and said nothing.
"What are you doing?"
Fang Chongyong asked doubtfully. He still grimaced after being praised. Do you like being abused?
"This kangkong is made by Fengxianlou in Kuizhou City. I'll go find them and ask for it."
Fang Laique was deeply shocked and said feebly.
You can actually pay on credit!
Fang Chongyong was shocked.
No one's money comes from the waves. Fang Laique, a slave, went to the city's wine shop to beg for wild vegetables. If other people's brains were not caught in the door, who would give him credit!
"You are such a dirty kid, who will listen to you?"
Fang Chongyong took another bite of water spinach and asked casually, he was too lazy to move his chopsticks about the other two things.
"I don't know, but after Alang left, I went to various wine shops in Kuizhou City. As long as I reported Alang's identity as the supervisory censor of Jiannan East Road, I seemed to be able to take whatever I wanted without spending money."
Fang Laique said with emotion as if nothing had happened.
My father's emotional intelligence is so low that he is actually a supervisory censor who is afraid of people and ghosts?
Fang Chongyong was a little confused as to how his "scumbag dad" relied on to get up.
Should I be a dog to the powerful directly, or should I be a dog to the powerful after passing the imperial examination?
Fang Chongyong fell into deep thought.
But judging from the current situation between him and Fang Laique, it is obvious that his father Fang Youde's situation is not good either.
After eating a few mouthfuls of water spinach, Fang Chongyong lay on the bed, feeling the cold and hard dry thatch behind his back, and thinking about how to proceed on the vast road ahead so as not to be swallowed up by this era.
As for Chang'an, don't think so much. After all, it will be Anlushan's food in more than ten years, and it won't be as safe as Kuizhou.
When the sky gradually darkened, I suddenly heard the sound of gongs and drums outside the house!
Bang!
The thin door was kicked open, and the courtyard of the official residence was already crowded with people. There were bright torches everywhere. Several small officials in black clothes rushed into the house with fire sticks in their hands.
.
Behind them followed a middle-aged official in a crimson official robe, a futou on his head, black leather Liuhe boots, and a fish bag on his waist. He was looking around with malicious intent.
Except Fang Chongyong and the others.
"Search, we must find out the evidence of crime!"
The scarlet-robed official roared angrily, treating Fang Chongyong and Fang Laique as transparent persons. The clerks rummaged through the room and finally found the "Three Major Hates" written by Fang Youde on the desk. In addition,
, even the root hairs cannot be found.
The life-threatening report letter has long been reduced to ashes, and even the gods cannot recognize it.
After searching for half an hour and finding nothing, everyone looked at the scarlet-robed official, waiting for the next order.
"Fang Youde, as a supervisory censor, actually collaborated with bandits to steal the Kuizhou River tax revenue! Now he is absconding in fear of crime!
Come on, take the prisoner’s family back to the prison and interrogate them slowly!”
The Feipao official was unwilling to look at Fang Chongyong from beginning to end. He was "talking to himself" throughout the whole process, as if he was performing for someone.
Fang Chongyong just watched the other party talking about himself, without saying a word.
It's useless to talk more. It's better to keep your mouth shut until the governor shows up.