Chapter 298 Homecoming
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Gong Zi Xu
Chapter 298 Homecoming
In the rain, the yellow tiles and red walls look more solemn and majestic.There was water in a low-lying area on the ground, reflecting His Majesty Li Er's bright yellow robe, but he had been standing there for an unknown amount of time, and even though he was holding an oil-paper umbrella, the corners of the skirt had been soaked by splashing raindrops.
The court lady and the servants were a foot away behind him, kneeling tremblingly on the bluestone slab in the rain...
His Majesty Li Er stood quietly at the door, his eyes were a little erratic, but intermittent voices came from his ears.He didn't say a word, just stood there, listening, Wei'an's figure was as tall and straight as a pine, still showing his sharpness when he charged into battle with a leaping horse and a halberd.
mind leap...
His greatest achievement in this life is to lead this old empire to flourish, to wipe out Mobei, and subdue the barbarians!
However, the biggest obstacle in his life is also this big empire...
He sometimes even wondered, if he had lived his life peacefully back then, hadn't fought for any military exploits, hadn't shown off his skills, and hadn't aroused the suspicion of Prince Jiancheng, what would his life have been like?
Even he has to admit that the ability of Prince Jiancheng is definitely not inferior to him. If the emperor is done by Prince Jiancheng, it may not be much worse than Li Shimin, or even worse.
In that case, would I just be a mediocre and idle king without accomplishing anything?
Before the age of 30, he will think that this is a life of shame, a waste of the life bestowed by the heavens, he must not be willing to dormant, and wants to do something great, let the whole world know his name, and let the history books record his achievements!
But after he turned 30, he couldn't help but think, is it not a kind of happiness to be an idle king?
A hundred years of life is like a fleeting moment, but only for a moment. When the lamp is exhausted, there is only a piece of loess left. Huangtu hegemony is just a fleeting cloud, so what is the difference?
But there are some things, once you do it, you can't go back!
When survival is threatened, what kind of benevolence, righteousness and morality should we talk about?
The vortex of fate will engulf you all the way forward, abandoning all shame and shame, even if you dream of crying at midnight, you can only endure it alone!
Qingque...
This child is one of the most talented among the scholars in his opinion. He was elegant and good at literature since he was a child.
After the prince's foot disease, he really thought about passing the reserve position to Qingque. With this child's intelligence and wisdom, why can't he make further progress in the glorious Tang Dynasty he left behind?Regardless of whether the prince's feet are ill or not, he has a weak temper after all.
But recently, he often had dreams every night. In the dream, there was a green dragon crying and begging for mercy, which scared him so much that he always woke up in the middle of the night...
Perhaps, that scene back then will repeat itself on his sons?
If that's the case, is it my retribution?
Although Qingque is good, it is a pity that he is not the eldest son. If he really abandons the elder and raises the younger, I am afraid that there will never be peace...
His Majesty Li Er stood at the door in a daze, holding an umbrella in his hand, suddenly lost in thought...
************
In the afternoon, the rain finally lightened up.
The rain was dense, and the entire Lishan Mountain was washed clean, and the mountain was green and lush.
Fang Jun has not come back for a long time, and the wharf beside the Weishui River is full of boats and goods, even if it is drizzling, it is still full of people and bustling.Looking at this bustling scene, Fang Jun, whose mind is becoming more and more firm, can't help feeling a surge of courage in his chest!
In this world, who else can create such a wharf that gathers Guanzhong department stores out of thin air?
Before long, the model here will spread throughout the Tang Dynasty with the footsteps of merchants. The circulation of goods will greatly accelerate the development of transportation, the flow of population, and the accumulation of capital. When people's awareness improves little by little, One day, the power of this capital will rush out of this country like a cascading torrent, crushing all the surrounding countries to pieces!
War is not just the burning of blood and fire, the collision of iron and bone!
Economic oppression and cultural erosion are the ultimate weapons that can kill people without blood, and they can destroy a country invisible!
It is an iron law that has been tried and tested after more than 1000 years to use force to smash the door of those stubborn people, and then use capital to completely conquer them!
Don't mention benevolence and morality, let alone world peace, when you have the ability not to possess, no one will pity you when you are weak!This is the law of the jungle. Lions and tigers must obey it, hyenas and jackals must obey it, and humans, the spirits of all things, must obey it!
Lost lives?
The flames of war?
Fang Juncai didn't care.
After I die, who cares about his flood...
Astride the horse and raise the whip, with a few guards, he went straight to the farm on the mountain.
Then, he was caught off guard and enjoyed a "god" treatment...
When he was approaching the gate of Zhuangzi, he saw a servant from a distance washing the bluestone road at the door by the rain. Fang Jun rode his horse over, and the horse's hooves stepped on the bluestone, making a soft "da da" sound. He was concentrating on his work, with the brush in his hand cleaning even the sand from the cracks in the stone slabs, when he heard a sound in his ears, when he looked up, his expression froze.
Then the servant's legs went limp, and he knelt down on the side of the road, threw away the brush in his hand, kowtowed one after another, and shouted: "I have met the Patriarch, the Patriarch has great powers and boundless mana... "
motherfucker!
Fang Jun had a chill, and I became the leader of the dragon?
Why don't you say that Xianfu will live forever as long as the sky...
Fang Jun looked confused, pointed at the horsewhip, and reprimanded: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
The servant was so frightened that he dared not say a word.
Fang Jun had no choice but to jump off his horse and strode into Zhuangzi.
A cleaning maid was carrying an iron basin—yes, iron basins forged by hydraulic forging hammers are now used in the house of the Fang family—was coming out of the kitchen. The water in the basin was still steaming, and suddenly Seeing Fang Jun, the maid was stunned for a moment, then screamed, "Bang Dang" dropped the iron basin, then knelt down, and shouted repeatedly: "My servant has met the Patriarch, the Patriarch has great supernatural powers and boundless mana..."
Fang Jun was completely dizzy!
What's wrong with this?
Uh... It doesn't sound like the leader of Shenlong, what is it... White Lotus Sect?
At this moment, probably hearing the voice of the maid, Fang Sihai rushed out from behind, and when he saw Fang Jun, he immediately knelt down, kowtowed, and shouted: "The little one has met the Patriarch, the Patriarch... oh!"
Fang Jun kicked him somersault, and said angrily: "Have you lost your mind and gone crazy? What nonsense are you talking about, thinking that I am a big fairy who pretends to be a ghost?"
Fang Sihai got up from the ground, looked at Fang Jun with grievances, and said in his heart: You are just that...
Seeing Fang Jun's unkind expression, he finally dared not say anything.
Fang Jun walked into the lobby in a daze, and met a pretty little maid with long legs and a thin waist, she was Qiaoer.
Qiaoer suddenly saw Fang Jun coming in from the door, she was a little dazed, she blinked her big eyes, then suddenly came back to her senses, knelt down and kowtowed...
Before she could speak, Fang Jun had already said viciously: "If you dare to speak nonsense with boundless magic power, I will sell you to Liaozhai!"
The Liao people are natives in the southeast, and they do not accept enlightenment. Many tribes maintain very primitive traditions, such as a family of brothers marrying a wife, which seems unreasonable to the Han people in the Central Plains.
This is what the common joke among the Han people is that they sold a certain woman into the Liaozhai.
Qiao'er was so frightened that Lingling shuddered, and quickly got up, but looking at Fang Jun's eyes, she was more trembling, and said timidly: "Erlang...well, this servant is going to fetch you hot water for a bath. !"
After finishing speaking, he curled up against the wall to keep the maximum distance from Fang Jun, and ran out of the house, like a mouse seeing a cat...
Just walking to the door, I suddenly remembered something, and slapped my forehead with my small hand: "Oh! I almost forgot, Mrs. Wu's natal brother came over and was talking in the back hall, but the servant just heard it, and it seems that Mrs. Wu is crying , but Mrs. Wu ordered the servants not to enter, so the servants did not dare to look..."
The little maid chattered, her voice was crisp, and then she found Fang Jun was looking at her, she got stuck, her neck shrank, and she immediately slipped away...
Seeing the little girl's slender waist and buttocks slinking out as if fleeing, Fang Jun frowned: "Meiniang's natal brother? Could it be the two bastards Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang?"
After thinking about it, he walked to the back hall.
(End of this chapter)
In the rain, the yellow tiles and red walls look more solemn and majestic.There was water in a low-lying area on the ground, reflecting His Majesty Li Er's bright yellow robe, but he had been standing there for an unknown amount of time, and even though he was holding an oil-paper umbrella, the corners of the skirt had been soaked by splashing raindrops.
The court lady and the servants were a foot away behind him, kneeling tremblingly on the bluestone slab in the rain...
His Majesty Li Er stood quietly at the door, his eyes were a little erratic, but intermittent voices came from his ears.He didn't say a word, just stood there, listening, Wei'an's figure was as tall and straight as a pine, still showing his sharpness when he charged into battle with a leaping horse and a halberd.
mind leap...
His greatest achievement in this life is to lead this old empire to flourish, to wipe out Mobei, and subdue the barbarians!
However, the biggest obstacle in his life is also this big empire...
He sometimes even wondered, if he had lived his life peacefully back then, hadn't fought for any military exploits, hadn't shown off his skills, and hadn't aroused the suspicion of Prince Jiancheng, what would his life have been like?
Even he has to admit that the ability of Prince Jiancheng is definitely not inferior to him. If the emperor is done by Prince Jiancheng, it may not be much worse than Li Shimin, or even worse.
In that case, would I just be a mediocre and idle king without accomplishing anything?
Before the age of 30, he will think that this is a life of shame, a waste of the life bestowed by the heavens, he must not be willing to dormant, and wants to do something great, let the whole world know his name, and let the history books record his achievements!
But after he turned 30, he couldn't help but think, is it not a kind of happiness to be an idle king?
A hundred years of life is like a fleeting moment, but only for a moment. When the lamp is exhausted, there is only a piece of loess left. Huangtu hegemony is just a fleeting cloud, so what is the difference?
But there are some things, once you do it, you can't go back!
When survival is threatened, what kind of benevolence, righteousness and morality should we talk about?
The vortex of fate will engulf you all the way forward, abandoning all shame and shame, even if you dream of crying at midnight, you can only endure it alone!
Qingque...
This child is one of the most talented among the scholars in his opinion. He was elegant and good at literature since he was a child.
After the prince's foot disease, he really thought about passing the reserve position to Qingque. With this child's intelligence and wisdom, why can't he make further progress in the glorious Tang Dynasty he left behind?Regardless of whether the prince's feet are ill or not, he has a weak temper after all.
But recently, he often had dreams every night. In the dream, there was a green dragon crying and begging for mercy, which scared him so much that he always woke up in the middle of the night...
Perhaps, that scene back then will repeat itself on his sons?
If that's the case, is it my retribution?
Although Qingque is good, it is a pity that he is not the eldest son. If he really abandons the elder and raises the younger, I am afraid that there will never be peace...
His Majesty Li Er stood at the door in a daze, holding an umbrella in his hand, suddenly lost in thought...
************
In the afternoon, the rain finally lightened up.
The rain was dense, and the entire Lishan Mountain was washed clean, and the mountain was green and lush.
Fang Jun has not come back for a long time, and the wharf beside the Weishui River is full of boats and goods, even if it is drizzling, it is still full of people and bustling.Looking at this bustling scene, Fang Jun, whose mind is becoming more and more firm, can't help feeling a surge of courage in his chest!
In this world, who else can create such a wharf that gathers Guanzhong department stores out of thin air?
Before long, the model here will spread throughout the Tang Dynasty with the footsteps of merchants. The circulation of goods will greatly accelerate the development of transportation, the flow of population, and the accumulation of capital. When people's awareness improves little by little, One day, the power of this capital will rush out of this country like a cascading torrent, crushing all the surrounding countries to pieces!
War is not just the burning of blood and fire, the collision of iron and bone!
Economic oppression and cultural erosion are the ultimate weapons that can kill people without blood, and they can destroy a country invisible!
It is an iron law that has been tried and tested after more than 1000 years to use force to smash the door of those stubborn people, and then use capital to completely conquer them!
Don't mention benevolence and morality, let alone world peace, when you have the ability not to possess, no one will pity you when you are weak!This is the law of the jungle. Lions and tigers must obey it, hyenas and jackals must obey it, and humans, the spirits of all things, must obey it!
Lost lives?
The flames of war?
Fang Juncai didn't care.
After I die, who cares about his flood...
Astride the horse and raise the whip, with a few guards, he went straight to the farm on the mountain.
Then, he was caught off guard and enjoyed a "god" treatment...
When he was approaching the gate of Zhuangzi, he saw a servant from a distance washing the bluestone road at the door by the rain. Fang Jun rode his horse over, and the horse's hooves stepped on the bluestone, making a soft "da da" sound. He was concentrating on his work, with the brush in his hand cleaning even the sand from the cracks in the stone slabs, when he heard a sound in his ears, when he looked up, his expression froze.
Then the servant's legs went limp, and he knelt down on the side of the road, threw away the brush in his hand, kowtowed one after another, and shouted: "I have met the Patriarch, the Patriarch has great powers and boundless mana... "
motherfucker!
Fang Jun had a chill, and I became the leader of the dragon?
Why don't you say that Xianfu will live forever as long as the sky...
Fang Jun looked confused, pointed at the horsewhip, and reprimanded: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
The servant was so frightened that he dared not say a word.
Fang Jun had no choice but to jump off his horse and strode into Zhuangzi.
A cleaning maid was carrying an iron basin—yes, iron basins forged by hydraulic forging hammers are now used in the house of the Fang family—was coming out of the kitchen. The water in the basin was still steaming, and suddenly Seeing Fang Jun, the maid was stunned for a moment, then screamed, "Bang Dang" dropped the iron basin, then knelt down, and shouted repeatedly: "My servant has met the Patriarch, the Patriarch has great supernatural powers and boundless mana..."
Fang Jun was completely dizzy!
What's wrong with this?
Uh... It doesn't sound like the leader of Shenlong, what is it... White Lotus Sect?
At this moment, probably hearing the voice of the maid, Fang Sihai rushed out from behind, and when he saw Fang Jun, he immediately knelt down, kowtowed, and shouted: "The little one has met the Patriarch, the Patriarch... oh!"
Fang Jun kicked him somersault, and said angrily: "Have you lost your mind and gone crazy? What nonsense are you talking about, thinking that I am a big fairy who pretends to be a ghost?"
Fang Sihai got up from the ground, looked at Fang Jun with grievances, and said in his heart: You are just that...
Seeing Fang Jun's unkind expression, he finally dared not say anything.
Fang Jun walked into the lobby in a daze, and met a pretty little maid with long legs and a thin waist, she was Qiaoer.
Qiaoer suddenly saw Fang Jun coming in from the door, she was a little dazed, she blinked her big eyes, then suddenly came back to her senses, knelt down and kowtowed...
Before she could speak, Fang Jun had already said viciously: "If you dare to speak nonsense with boundless magic power, I will sell you to Liaozhai!"
The Liao people are natives in the southeast, and they do not accept enlightenment. Many tribes maintain very primitive traditions, such as a family of brothers marrying a wife, which seems unreasonable to the Han people in the Central Plains.
This is what the common joke among the Han people is that they sold a certain woman into the Liaozhai.
Qiao'er was so frightened that Lingling shuddered, and quickly got up, but looking at Fang Jun's eyes, she was more trembling, and said timidly: "Erlang...well, this servant is going to fetch you hot water for a bath. !"
After finishing speaking, he curled up against the wall to keep the maximum distance from Fang Jun, and ran out of the house, like a mouse seeing a cat...
Just walking to the door, I suddenly remembered something, and slapped my forehead with my small hand: "Oh! I almost forgot, Mrs. Wu's natal brother came over and was talking in the back hall, but the servant just heard it, and it seems that Mrs. Wu is crying , but Mrs. Wu ordered the servants not to enter, so the servants did not dare to look..."
The little maid chattered, her voice was crisp, and then she found Fang Jun was looking at her, she got stuck, her neck shrank, and she immediately slipped away...
Seeing the little girl's slender waist and buttocks slinking out as if fleeing, Fang Jun frowned: "Meiniang's natal brother? Could it be the two bastards Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang?"
After thinking about it, he walked to the back hall.
(End of this chapter)
