Chapter 144 Father and Son Talking Hearts
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Gong Zi Xu
Chapter 144 Father and Son Talking Hearts
Desperately, he left the Taiji Hall and met Liu Timothy at the gate of the palace. Fang Jun did not return to the manor outside the city, but sent Liu Timothy back and went to the house in the city by himself.
Lu Shi hadn't seen his second son for a long time. Seeing this boy's listless black face, as if the whole world owed him money, he wanted to reprimand him, but found that Fang Jun was just talking to him. She nodded, then plunged into her room, neither eating nor washing, fell on the couch and fell asleep with her head covered.
Lu Shi was a little worried. His son has always had a big heart, and there are very few things that can make him worry and worry. What's wrong?She does know what kind of ploughing staff her son will present to the Great Court today. Could it be that things were not done well, and that he did not win the favor of His Majesty and get a reward?
Shaking his head, Mr. Lu instructed the kitchen to prepare his son's favorite meal and enjoy it when he wakes up.
Fang Jun slept until You Shi held the lamp and woke up in a daze.
Turning over, he grinned.
But half a month traveled more than 1000 miles, exhausted by boats and cars, and attended the uncle’s funeral. I really exhausted my energy and my body has reached a critical point, that is, my body is young and my quality is very good. Otherwise, he might have a serious illness.
Even so, his body was sore and unbearable, and his bones seemed to be out of place.
But the thought of losing the glass, a powerful tool for making money out of thin air, made Fang Jun feel so uncomfortable that he couldn't even breathe.
This old man, pit son...
Tossing and turning on the bed, groaning and sighing for a long time, until his stomach growled, he had to call the maid in, fetch water and wait for him to wash up, and changed into a set of clean and tidy clothes from the inside out.
The one who changed clothes was the one who came out with a seal sealed with lacquer, and Fang Jun realized that he had forgotten to give it to His Majesty Li Er.But it doesn't matter if you think about it. Although the credit for destroying Liu Heida's remaining party is huge, it is impossible for His Majesty Li Er to seal himself an official position larger than that of a county marquis. But no matter how much reward, can it compare to the huge profits of glass?
When I think of glass, my heart starts to get clogged again, it's all money...
Asking the maid to bring the food in, Fang Jun took the case and drank two bowls of porridge. After a few dishes were mostly eliminated, he was satisfied to put down his rice bowl.
A servant came in to report: "Master has come back and is in the front hall, please go to Erlang to discuss something."
Fang Jun's heart burst into flames. Discuss?Negotiate a hair!Why didn't you discuss it with me when you were going to flatter yourself with glass?
Well, I'd like to see what you say!
With a stomach full of anger, Fang Jun strode to the front hall. Seeing that the old man was sitting there drinking tea, his expression was comfortable and his demeanor was leisurely. Ji: "Serve the tea!"
A few maids shivered with fright, thinking what kind of madness did Jin'er Erlang commit?In the past, although this man was domineering and domineering, he was always outside.
The maid did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly trotted to make a cup of tea for Fang Jun, and lightly magnified the table in front of him.
Fang Jun was upset, he grabbed the teacup and took a sip, almost scalding his tongue off, sucking in the cool air and scolding, "Are you going to burn me to death?"
The maid was so aggrieved that she almost cried. Who told you to drink in such a hurry?But he didn't dare to speak, he lowered his head and shivered, like a small quail.
Fang Xuanling still didn't understand, this is not because the tea is hot, this is because he is angry with himself!
I had the intention to educate this coward, but I thought that it was really unethical that I sold my son in the Taiji Temple, so I put up with it and said softly, "Why, are you still complaining about your father?"
"The ruler guides the minister, the father guides the son, the father tells the son to die, and the son has to die. It is already a great favor that you didn't tell me to die. How dare you complain?"
Fang Jun's hard emphasis was like taking gunpowder, and all his unhappiness hung on his face.
It's just... I've only heard that the ruler tells the subject to die, and the subject has to die. What does it mean that the father tells the son to die, and the son has to die?
Fang Xuanling looked at his son Chong Leng and lost his temper. Not only was he not angry, but he was very relieved. At least this son still knew the general situation. it is good.
"Although glass is important, it is not a loss in exchange for the position of Marquis."
Fang Xuanling said softly.
Fang Jun glanced at his father and waved his hands to drive away all the servants and maids. Only the father and son were left in the hall. Then he said angrily, "Father, how much does the glass benefit?"
Fang Xuanling sipped the tea and said casually, "There are hundreds of thousands every year."
Fang Jun was taken aback for a moment, thinking that his father didn't understand the huge profits, he couldn't help but be more curious: "Then why do you still give it away for nothing?"
"What's a free gift?"
Fang Xuanling put down the teacup and scolded: "That is for Your Majesty, for the imperial court, my Fang family was deeply favored and honored for a while, and I should take the responsibility of prospering the Tang Dynasty as my own responsibility, and then I will do my best to die. Don't frown, let alone the things outside of you?"
Fang Jun was speechless, and quickly interrupted his father's bloody speech: "Stop, stop! Say something I can understand."
Fang Xuanling snorted and said in a deep voice: "Muxiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, and if it is piled above the rip current, it will be turbulent. I don't need to say this, you should understand it. The benefits of glass are too huge. Do you know how many people in the DPRK look hot? Although I'm here, I'm not afraid of those people, but you must know that the word "rich to the enemy's country" sounds domineering, but if you put it on your head, it's a big crisis! "
Fang Jun was startled, Fang Xuanling's words reminded him of a legendary name - Shen Wansan!
People are really rich and can rival the country. Even if Lao Zhu wants to build an imperial city, he has to rely on him. It is really glorious and known to the world, but what about the end?
It couldn't be more miserable!
Why?
Every man is innocent, but he is guilty!
In such an era when centralization has reached its peak, personal wealth and life are not guaranteed in the slightest. You still earn so much money, don’t you just wait for someone to come and cut wool?
In this way, it is really not a loss to exchange this glass for a hereditary marquis.
but……
"Then you can't give it all stupidly, anyway, let's keep a little at home..."
Fang Jun sighed bitterly, blaming his father for being too sincere, at least talking about the conditions, leaving a [-]% stake.
Fang Xuanling was furious: "Qianqianqian! I know money, I said, why didn't I find out before, why did you lose money in the eyes of you bastard? Those stinky things will only kill people's aspirations and erode those who are motivated. Power, what is it for?"
That's right, it's really high-spirited...
Fang Jun rolled his eyes and said sarcastically, "Hehe, that sounds really nice. A few days ago, my eldest brother went to his sister-in-law's house to celebrate his birthday, but he couldn't even come up with a decent gift..."
Fang Xuanling's face turned red, he really didn't know about this matter. There was one major event after another in the imperial court, especially the heavy snow in winter, which made him devastated. How could he have the energy to take care of such a trivial matter at home?
He wanted to scold this bastard who didn't give himself face, but when Fang Jun took out a memorial from his arms, he couldn't help but wonder, "Why are you writing the memorial?"
Fang Jun doesn't even have an official status now, so he doesn't have the right to play.
Fang Jun briefly talked about the affairs of the Wu family in Qingzhou, and made Fang Xuanling so angry that her hair stood on end. When she stood up, she kicked him fiercely and cursed: "It's such an important thing, no. Immediately present it to Your Majesty, how dare you sit here drinking tea in your arms? It would be easy to chop your head off for the crime of delaying the military aircraft! Hurry up and send me to the palace!"
Fang Jun was kicked and got up with a grin, thinking that this has something to do with the military aircraft?However, seeing the anxious expression on his father's face, he couldn't help but be cautious, and hurriedly ran out, letting the servants get into the car and rush to the palace.
It turns out that "Sanjiang" can be uploaded without applying for it. Our editor is really powerful...
(End of this chapter)
Desperately, he left the Taiji Hall and met Liu Timothy at the gate of the palace. Fang Jun did not return to the manor outside the city, but sent Liu Timothy back and went to the house in the city by himself.
Lu Shi hadn't seen his second son for a long time. Seeing this boy's listless black face, as if the whole world owed him money, he wanted to reprimand him, but found that Fang Jun was just talking to him. She nodded, then plunged into her room, neither eating nor washing, fell on the couch and fell asleep with her head covered.
Lu Shi was a little worried. His son has always had a big heart, and there are very few things that can make him worry and worry. What's wrong?She does know what kind of ploughing staff her son will present to the Great Court today. Could it be that things were not done well, and that he did not win the favor of His Majesty and get a reward?
Shaking his head, Mr. Lu instructed the kitchen to prepare his son's favorite meal and enjoy it when he wakes up.
Fang Jun slept until You Shi held the lamp and woke up in a daze.
Turning over, he grinned.
But half a month traveled more than 1000 miles, exhausted by boats and cars, and attended the uncle’s funeral. I really exhausted my energy and my body has reached a critical point, that is, my body is young and my quality is very good. Otherwise, he might have a serious illness.
Even so, his body was sore and unbearable, and his bones seemed to be out of place.
But the thought of losing the glass, a powerful tool for making money out of thin air, made Fang Jun feel so uncomfortable that he couldn't even breathe.
This old man, pit son...
Tossing and turning on the bed, groaning and sighing for a long time, until his stomach growled, he had to call the maid in, fetch water and wait for him to wash up, and changed into a set of clean and tidy clothes from the inside out.
The one who changed clothes was the one who came out with a seal sealed with lacquer, and Fang Jun realized that he had forgotten to give it to His Majesty Li Er.But it doesn't matter if you think about it. Although the credit for destroying Liu Heida's remaining party is huge, it is impossible for His Majesty Li Er to seal himself an official position larger than that of a county marquis. But no matter how much reward, can it compare to the huge profits of glass?
When I think of glass, my heart starts to get clogged again, it's all money...
Asking the maid to bring the food in, Fang Jun took the case and drank two bowls of porridge. After a few dishes were mostly eliminated, he was satisfied to put down his rice bowl.
A servant came in to report: "Master has come back and is in the front hall, please go to Erlang to discuss something."
Fang Jun's heart burst into flames. Discuss?Negotiate a hair!Why didn't you discuss it with me when you were going to flatter yourself with glass?
Well, I'd like to see what you say!
With a stomach full of anger, Fang Jun strode to the front hall. Seeing that the old man was sitting there drinking tea, his expression was comfortable and his demeanor was leisurely. Ji: "Serve the tea!"
A few maids shivered with fright, thinking what kind of madness did Jin'er Erlang commit?In the past, although this man was domineering and domineering, he was always outside.
The maid did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly trotted to make a cup of tea for Fang Jun, and lightly magnified the table in front of him.
Fang Jun was upset, he grabbed the teacup and took a sip, almost scalding his tongue off, sucking in the cool air and scolding, "Are you going to burn me to death?"
The maid was so aggrieved that she almost cried. Who told you to drink in such a hurry?But he didn't dare to speak, he lowered his head and shivered, like a small quail.
Fang Xuanling still didn't understand, this is not because the tea is hot, this is because he is angry with himself!
I had the intention to educate this coward, but I thought that it was really unethical that I sold my son in the Taiji Temple, so I put up with it and said softly, "Why, are you still complaining about your father?"
"The ruler guides the minister, the father guides the son, the father tells the son to die, and the son has to die. It is already a great favor that you didn't tell me to die. How dare you complain?"
Fang Jun's hard emphasis was like taking gunpowder, and all his unhappiness hung on his face.
It's just... I've only heard that the ruler tells the subject to die, and the subject has to die. What does it mean that the father tells the son to die, and the son has to die?
Fang Xuanling looked at his son Chong Leng and lost his temper. Not only was he not angry, but he was very relieved. At least this son still knew the general situation. it is good.
"Although glass is important, it is not a loss in exchange for the position of Marquis."
Fang Xuanling said softly.
Fang Jun glanced at his father and waved his hands to drive away all the servants and maids. Only the father and son were left in the hall. Then he said angrily, "Father, how much does the glass benefit?"
Fang Xuanling sipped the tea and said casually, "There are hundreds of thousands every year."
Fang Jun was taken aback for a moment, thinking that his father didn't understand the huge profits, he couldn't help but be more curious: "Then why do you still give it away for nothing?"
"What's a free gift?"
Fang Xuanling put down the teacup and scolded: "That is for Your Majesty, for the imperial court, my Fang family was deeply favored and honored for a while, and I should take the responsibility of prospering the Tang Dynasty as my own responsibility, and then I will do my best to die. Don't frown, let alone the things outside of you?"
Fang Jun was speechless, and quickly interrupted his father's bloody speech: "Stop, stop! Say something I can understand."
Fang Xuanling snorted and said in a deep voice: "Muxiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, and if it is piled above the rip current, it will be turbulent. I don't need to say this, you should understand it. The benefits of glass are too huge. Do you know how many people in the DPRK look hot? Although I'm here, I'm not afraid of those people, but you must know that the word "rich to the enemy's country" sounds domineering, but if you put it on your head, it's a big crisis! "
Fang Jun was startled, Fang Xuanling's words reminded him of a legendary name - Shen Wansan!
People are really rich and can rival the country. Even if Lao Zhu wants to build an imperial city, he has to rely on him. It is really glorious and known to the world, but what about the end?
It couldn't be more miserable!
Why?
Every man is innocent, but he is guilty!
In such an era when centralization has reached its peak, personal wealth and life are not guaranteed in the slightest. You still earn so much money, don’t you just wait for someone to come and cut wool?
In this way, it is really not a loss to exchange this glass for a hereditary marquis.
but……
"Then you can't give it all stupidly, anyway, let's keep a little at home..."
Fang Jun sighed bitterly, blaming his father for being too sincere, at least talking about the conditions, leaving a [-]% stake.
Fang Xuanling was furious: "Qianqianqian! I know money, I said, why didn't I find out before, why did you lose money in the eyes of you bastard? Those stinky things will only kill people's aspirations and erode those who are motivated. Power, what is it for?"
That's right, it's really high-spirited...
Fang Jun rolled his eyes and said sarcastically, "Hehe, that sounds really nice. A few days ago, my eldest brother went to his sister-in-law's house to celebrate his birthday, but he couldn't even come up with a decent gift..."
Fang Xuanling's face turned red, he really didn't know about this matter. There was one major event after another in the imperial court, especially the heavy snow in winter, which made him devastated. How could he have the energy to take care of such a trivial matter at home?
He wanted to scold this bastard who didn't give himself face, but when Fang Jun took out a memorial from his arms, he couldn't help but wonder, "Why are you writing the memorial?"
Fang Jun doesn't even have an official status now, so he doesn't have the right to play.
Fang Jun briefly talked about the affairs of the Wu family in Qingzhou, and made Fang Xuanling so angry that her hair stood on end. When she stood up, she kicked him fiercely and cursed: "It's such an important thing, no. Immediately present it to Your Majesty, how dare you sit here drinking tea in your arms? It would be easy to chop your head off for the crime of delaying the military aircraft! Hurry up and send me to the palace!"
Fang Jun was kicked and got up with a grin, thinking that this has something to do with the military aircraft?However, seeing the anxious expression on his father's face, he couldn't help but be cautious, and hurriedly ran out, letting the servants get into the car and rush to the palace.
It turns out that "Sanjiang" can be uploaded without applying for it. Our editor is really powerful...
(End of this chapter)
