"Strong man, you came to my house to steal. Even if you succeeded, how would you escape?"
Looking at the young man sitting dejectedly on the ground with a gloomy face, Fang Chongyong asked with a strange expression.
He just couldn't figure it out, could this kind of life with no return and no chance of life be so fun?
It's hard to say how this person got into Yongjiafang, because the possibility cannot be ruled out.
Yes, Yongjiafang is indeed the back entrance of Xingqing Palace, so the security here is tighter than the ordinary ones in Chang'an.
But because of this, there will be a "dark under the light" effect, making the defense useless, which is not surprising.
After all, according to conventional thinking, who would be bored and make trouble around the emperor's palace? Apart from rebellion, what benefits can be gained from making trouble here?
Therefore, it is actually understandable that thieves occasionally sneak into Yongjiafang to steal.
It's just that it's easy to get in, but it's difficult to get out!
As long as someone discovers that something happened in Yongjiafang, the importance of this "little matter" will rise to the level of "assassination of a saint".
The entire city of Chang'an will enter a state of stress, and the entire city will be sealed off and under martial law! Then the Jinwu Guards will conduct door-to-door searches, and even the Longwu Army will be dispatched.
"Humph, I just came to kill you, and then we were all destroyed. I didn't even think of walking out of Yongjiafang alive. Since I missed you, I just killed you at the neck. What else is there to say."
The young man in shabby clothes and almost unkempt face snorted coldly, seeming to have accepted his fate.
It can be seen that this person has a very strong temperament! This statement does not seem to be made up.
Fang Chongyong noticed that the opponent didn't even have a knife in his hand. He just came here with bare hands.
Did he really come here to kill people? Or did he want to commit suicide here and make things worse? Or was he just setting a fire?
Fang Chongyong has countless questions in his mind.
"But, I don't know you, and I don't commit any crimes or bully men or women. So why do you want to kill me?"
Fang Chongyong looked at the unkempt man and asked, feeling that there was something wrong with his mind.
"Hmph, I didn't expect that Fang Jieshuai's family would have an old servant. I thought he had a group of wives and concubines, an army of guards, and he was heavily guarded."
The man snorted coldly, seeming to be in a very conflicted state of mind.
These days, slaves are just property. As Fang Youde, having a hundred slaves to serve him is just a job.
He also didn't expect that Fang Youde could be so honest. He didn't even have many servants at home.
But Fang Chongyong felt that if this man didn't come in to steal and just lit a fire, he would be able to make some noise and it would be safer.
Just because of the fire, many innocent people in Yongjiafang will suffer.
This man didn't set the fire, he came empty-handed, maybe he came with the intention of dying together, and he didn't even want to kill anyone at all.
"Come on, magpie, give this brave man some food. After daybreak, send him out of Chang'an."
Fang Chongyong sighed and said.
Hearing this, the man whose arm was tightly twisted by Fang Dafu was stunned. He raised his head and gave Fang Chongyong a complicated look, and then sighed:
"Your father framed me so that I had to give up my military status and become a slave. Now what's the point of pitying me?
I'm a runaway slave, and I'm bound to die wherever I go. It's better for you to give me a knife now.
Outsiders are saying that your father is the God of War of the Tang Dynasty, who is powerful in Youzhou. But who knows that he is a despicable villain who framed innocent soldiers!"
Uh, there are so many bad things in these words, I don’t know where to start.
Fang Chongyong waved his hand, signaling Fang Dafu to let him go.
After a while, several steamed cakes were brought to the table by Fang Laique. The man was devouring the food in the lobby. It seemed that he had not had a full meal during this period.
"Tell me what's going on."
Seeing that the man had finished eating, Fang Chongyong asked in a deep voice.
"I am Cui Qianyou, who was born in the Cui family in Boling, Hebei Province. He was originally a border general of the Mo Dou Army in Youzhou.
At the beginning of this year, your father set up a trap to frame me for stealing military rations, causing me to become a slave and was sent to the Yongji Canal to repair and dredge the river.
Who would have thought that the saint's decree would transfer us to the outskirts of Chang'an to dig new ditches.
I escaped when no one was prepared. I stole a suit of clothes and sneaked into Chang'an City, then I wanted to come to your house to seek revenge.
I didn’t intend to survive, but I just wanted to make some noise in your house and let the saint thoroughly investigate your father’s evil deeds in Youzhou.”
Cui Qianyou spoke eloquently and also told the details of how Fang Youde framed him for stealing military rations.
After hearing this description, Fang Chongyong was speechless for a long time.
The scumbag is too careless when it comes to eliminating dissidents! How can the game be so rough? There are a lot of loopholes. Look at how smart the game of Baihutang is!
After a long silence, Fang Chongyong finally sighed. He no longer knew how to evaluate Fang Youdecai.
"The Longwu Army is recruiting elite soldiers. I'll try to find a way to get you a membership in the Longwu Army."
Fang Chongyong said in a deep voice.
The scumbag dad did something messy, and his son came to clean up the mess, which is really speechless.
Look at this mess!
"But, I am a runaway slave, this matter..."
Cui Qianyou's face looked happy, but then turned sad.
If formal procedures were followed, this matter would not have been possible. Cui Qianyou originally had military status, but because of Fang Youde's frame-up, he was "downgraded" to an official slave.
There were many slaves of all kinds in Chang'an, so much so that their number ranged from 10% to 25% of the total population. Even the identities of Fang Dafu and Fang Laique were the same.
It's just that the details are slightly different. Fang Dafu and his son voluntarily stayed after Fang Youde was "released". The word "buqu" is written on the household registration, but they still cannot stand on their own. In name, they are both in need. They exist depending on the virtuous father and son.
In other words, Fang Dafu and his son could have become good sons, but they didn't want to. As for why, maybe the various slaves in Chang'an knew it in their hearts.
So according to Tang law, Cui Qianyou had a series of problems to deal with.
First of all, he has to change from an official slave to a "private slave", and he needs to get his "master" to come forward to help solve the problem of "escaped slaves".
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This step can stop most of the "good people" from the door.
Secondly, it is useless to just become a private slave, because slaves cannot join the Longwu Army. Cui Qianyou also needs his "master" to help solve the problem of getting out of slavery.
This step does not seem difficult, and there are almost clearly written "hidden rules" to follow. But Cui Qianyou offended Fang Youde, which proved that no one would stand up for him to do this.
Unless Fang Youde's son Fang Chongyong comes forward to vouch for it.
Finally, Cui Qianyou still needs to pass the Longwu Army's assessment and successfully enter it. It is best to become a low-level officer.
Fortunately, Li Longji happened to be reorganizing the Longwu Army and recruiting brave men from all over the world regardless of their origins. Otherwise, Cui Qianyou wouldn't even be able to follow this path.
It can be said that the current situation is equivalent to the fact that all the social relations of his original account number are abolished, and now he has to reset his identity.
It just so happens that only Fang Chongyong can handle this matter, and it won't be easy for anyone else to do it.
"This matter is a little difficult to handle, but it's not impossible. I'll just let you resume your military status when the time comes.
Of course, it is definitely impossible to return to Youzhou."
Fang Chongyong pondered for a moment and said.
Cui Qianyou was overjoyed. He had been prepared to die together tonight, but he didn't expect that this matter would turn out to be a bright future!
"You are from the Bolingcui family. Even if your family is in decline, it shouldn't be a big problem to take the imperial examination for Mingjing. If you come from a noble family, why can't you take the imperial examination?"
Fang Chongyong suddenly remembered this incident and asked doubtfully.
After the imperial examination became popular, the advantages of being an official from aristocratic families were greatly strengthened!
This statement seems strange, but according to the situation after the imperial examination was launched in the Tang Dynasty, the proportion of officials in Menyin was getting lower and lower; and among the officials who passed the imperial examination, there were not a few people from aristocratic families. Generally speaking, the children of aristocratic families The proportion of government officials has expanded rather than decreased.
"Mr. Lang doesn't know something. If someone from Hebei doesn't have any connections, there's no way out if he takes part in the imperial examination.
Only by joining the army can we carve out a bloody path."
When it came to the imperial examination, Cui Qianyou's eyes darkened. He knew his own affairs, and the Tang Dynasty's discriminatory policy towards Hebei's imperial examination had not changed for a day or two. The famous "semester room" system had almost turned many Hebei aristocratic families into "Henan" "Aristocratic Family".
If you don't rent a house in Chang'an to prepare for the imperial examination, and then walk around like a dog to pass the examination, the chance of passing the imperial examination is absolutely zero.
"It turns out that the imperial examination is so difficult."
Fang Chongyong couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
His family knew about his family affairs, and Zheng Shuqing told him that he wanted to take the Jinshi examination. Like Cui Qianyou, the possibility of success was zero.
Unless you study hard for ten years and then get into that circle step by step.
The reason why he failed to pass the exam was not because of other reasons, but because the Jinshi exam was too difficult. Fang Chongyong had no chance at all by relying on his true talent and practical study and competing with others.
But as Fang Youde's son, it is certain that he will be ranked first.
Methods for passing the exam include, but are not limited to, being appointed by a saint behind his back, the examiner letting off steam, changing the test paper, or even directly hiring a gunman to take the exam for you, etc.
If all else fails, Li Longji can also give Fang Chongyong an encore alone.
For example, "Xianliangzhengke".
A similar list can be opened at any time as long as the emperor wants to. Only Fang Chongyong participated, and he won even if he didn't win.
Typical "If you say you can do it, you can do it, and if you don't, you can do it."
In this era, if a person has reduced himself to the point where he has to behave himself and compete with others for a place in the imperial examination, it means that his family has fallen to a certain level and will soon fall into poverty.
"You stay here for now, and I'll go ask you tomorrow to see how this matter should work."
Fang Chongyong looked at Cui Qianyou and said warmly.
"My husband's kindness will never be forgotten. Please accept my thanks and thank you for your kindness. I will definitely repay you generously in the future!"
Cui Qianyou quickly knelt down, bowed deeply to Fang Chongyong, and kowtowed.
"Those are all things for later. Let me clean up the mess my father caused first."
Fang Chongyong sighed, he really couldn't understand the principles of his scumbag father Fang Youyou's way of doing things ethically.
After Cui Qianyou was settled, Fang Dafu came to the bedroom and seemed to have something to say.
"Is there anything wrong with this Cui Ganyou?"
Fang Chongyong asked doubtfully.
Fang Dafu waved his hand and said: "The gentleman behaves like a king, which is admirable."
"The style of a king?"
Fang Chongyong looked confused, not understanding what Fang Dafu wanted to say.
"This person was expelled from the military by Alang in Youzhou. Lang Jun only needs to turn him over to the government, and someone will naturally deal with him.
But Lang Jun's method of dealing with it was to restore his military status, resolve the grievances, and even turn enemies into friends and forge a good relationship.
This alone is already stronger than Alang."
"That's why you don't understand."
Fang Chongyong waved his hand helplessly and continued: "The wind rises at the end of Qingping. Everyone has a time when the dragon swims in the shallows. Maybe I will also be in trouble in the future? Then it will depend on whether I have accumulated enough virtues in the past. .”
Fang Dafu chuckled, said nothing, and bowed to Fang Chongyong with his hands crossed.
"Uncle Fu is very good at fighting. Cui Qianyou is a side general of Youzhou Mo Dou Army."
Fang Chongyong smiled.
Fang Dafu smiled disapprovingly and said in a very calm tone: "Back then, Nu was Alang's old man. He was dedicated to fighting in front of the formation and waiting for the savior. Cui Qianyou and Nubi were fighting alone, wouldn't they use short attacks to win? As for cooking skills, I learned them slowly after I got married."
After hearing these words, Fang Chongyong looked at his kind face and found it hard to imagine that more than ten years ago, this man was a murderous warrior in front of the battlefield.
After Fang Dafu exited the bedroom, Fang Laique hurriedly came over again. When he saw Fang Chongyong, he said excitedly: "Mr. Lang, you did a good job today. I lit a torch as soon as I saw the thief!"
"Yeah, you're quite smart tonight."
Fang Chongyong said carelessly.
"Lang Jun, that Tang Jin robe you promised last time..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Fang Laique's face was squirming, and the index fingers of his two hands were pulling back and forth.
"Why do you only have so much potential!"
Fang Chongyong slapped him on the head.
"From now on, I'll let you marry the prime minister's daughter! It's just a robe. Don't you be ashamed to talk about it all day long?"
Fang Chongyong cursed loudly at Fang Laique.
When the Anshi Rebellion breaks out and the world is in chaos, as long as you have soldiers and horses in your hands, girls from aristocratic families, princesses and princesses will all be the same as the gifts on supermarket shelves. You can get whatever you want!
As long as you have soldiers and horses in hand, you can take them as you like!
"But……"
Fang Laique complained with his mouth flat:
"It's just a piece of cake for the gentleman to give the slave that robe. Of course the slave is looking forward to it.
But a prime minister's daughter is something that a slave would never dare to think about, not to mention that people of good and bad origins cannot intermarry.
This is obviously just a joke by Mr. Lang."
Fang Chongyong was stunned, he didn't expect that a fool like Fang Laique could actually say such reasonable words.
In Fang Chongyong's previous life, when someone asked him to donate one billion, he would never blink an eye, since he didn't have that much money anyway.
But if someone asked him to donate a car, he would definitely not agree because he really had a car.
"Don't make any noise, I'm thinking about Cui Qianyou."
Fang Chongyong scolded impatiently.
"Cui Qianyou, a fierce general of the Anshi rebels, can do no more harm than Anlushan Shi Siming. If he encounters him, he will be killed."
Fang Laique's voice rang in Fang Chongyong's ears!
"What did you just say?"
Fang Chongyong held Fang Laique's shoulders and shook them back and forth excitedly!
"Ah? Did I just speak?"
Fang Laique looked at Fang Chongyong with a puzzled expression and asked.
"Cui Ganyou! Cui Ganyou! Cui Ganyou! Cui Ganyou! Cui Ganyou! Cui Ganyou!"
Fang Chongyong's eyes widened and he chanted the name repeatedly in front of Fang Laique.
But the other party didn't seem to have any reaction.
"Did you learn to read and write when you were a child?"
Fang Chongyong asked in a deep voice.
Fang Laique nodded and said: "It seems that Alang often asks me to endorse things, but I'm stupid and forget them after memorizing them. Even now I can't remember anything I have memorized."
Hearing this, Fang Chongyong looked horrified, as if he understood something.