Chapter 4859: Conferring a King of a Different Surname

Chapter 4859: Conferring a King of a Different Surname
Exit from Xuanwu Gate and head west across the mountains, forests and streams of the Western Inner Courtyard. You can hear the faint roar of wild beasts in the night. Continue walking for a distance past the north gate of the East Palace to De Gate. On the right is Xing'an Gate on the east side of the palace city. In front of you, looming in the dark is the Daming Palace, which is quite large even though it has not yet been occupied.

After Li Chengqian got through the initial miserable and anxious days, the throne gradually stabilized and the treasury became more and more abundant. He then resumed the construction of the Daming Palace, which had been halted due to the death of Emperor Taizong, and he summoned craftsmen, transported building materials, and continued construction.

Under the leadership of Yan Lide, the Minister of Works, the scale of the project continued to expand.

Perhaps when it is completed, it will be as luxurious as the one in history: "The nine heavens are full of palaces, and people from all over the world pay homage to the emperor"...

With a smile on his face, Fang Jun took out the token and ordered the opening of Xing'an Gate. He rode his horse through the city gate and galloped along the long street. The cool and pleasant night breeze blew towards him.

This is the Tang Dynasty in my mind!

Walking quickly along the long street, on the right is the tall and majestic palace wall of the East Palace, on the left are Guangzhai and Yongchang Fang, after passing Yanxi Gate and Jingfeng Gate, outside the imperial city is Chongye Fang...

When the guard saw Fang Jun riding back, he did not dare to delay and quickly opened the gate, bowed and nodded respectfully beside the door to watch Fang Jun enter the city. When Fang Jun rode past him, he took out a silver coin and threw it to him, then rode away.

When the guard saw the white light flying under the lamp, he hurriedly caught it. It was cold and round to the touch. When he looked closely, he laughed so hard that his back teeth showed.

The currency of the Tang Dynasty is now very different from that of the Zhenguan period. Gold and silver coins have gradually replaced the large copper coins of the past. The value of a silver coin is probably equivalent to half a string of coins in the past, which is as much as his monthly salary...

Fang Erlang was not only as generous as ever, but more importantly, he would give some tips every time someone went in or out at night, making these neighborhood guards feel that they were valued. Therefore, even though someone came in or out of the Fang family in the middle of the night, they would quickly get up and open the door happily.

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The next morning, Fang Jun got up and exercised until he was sweating all over. After washing up, he came to the dining room and saw Princess Gaoyang sitting upright on a stool, her slender waist straight, her hair like clouds tied into a bun and full of pearls and jade. The manners of a royal princess were particularly well controlled. She was fiddling with a business card in her hand, turning it over and over...

Fang Jun sat down, and the maid served him a meal. He drank a mouthful of porridge and took a bite of a bun. Seeing that Princess Gaoyang was not eating but still looking at the business card, he could not help but ask, "Who sent this business card?"

"Humph!"

Princess Gaoyang snorted coldly and threw her business card in front of Fang Jun. She frowned and looked very angry. "Isn't this Silla queen a bit too much? I don't care if she flirts with me outside, but she sends people to invite me every now and then. Does she really think my man is a prostitute who can be used however she wants? She is too arrogant!"

"puff!"

Fang Jun almost spit out the porridge he had just drunk and started coughing. Princess Gaoyang was so scared that she quickly stood up, patted his back, and asked the maid to pour a cup of warm water for Fang Jun to drink to stop his cough.

Fang Jun finally managed to catch his breath, his eyes watering from choking. He stared at Princess Gao Yang helplessly and said, "How can you say that about your own man? Don't go too far!"

"Xiaoguan" is a very unique name for men who sell their bodies in the red-light district...

"Ah!"

Princess Gaoyang sneered, turned around and sat back on the stool, her pretty face tensed, and said calmly: "I know what that woman is planning, but she is obviously dreaming! I don't care about other things, but if she has a child, she must bring it home and raise it under my name, otherwise, believe it or not, I will never let her go? I won't give Shengman face!"

Fang Jun said helplessly: "How could such a thing happen? You worry too much."

Princess Gao Yang glanced at him and snorted coldly, "I'd better worry too much, otherwise... humph."

Fang Jun was a little puzzled: "Let's not talk about whether this happened or not, but when Princess Changle gave birth to the child, why didn't you bring him home to raise?"

Princess Gao Yang said as if it was a matter of course: "That's my sister, how can she be the same as a wild woman out there?"

Fang Jun: "..."

This double standard is invincible...

"Before, Yang Zhou defeated the Arab navy in the Persian Sea and forced the Governor of Shiloh Port to sign some treaties, which included a huge amount of compensation. However, since he could not come up with so much money at once, he made some deals with Jin Renwen in private. Jin Deman probably came to me to discuss this matter. It is possible that Jin Renwen has already returned to Chang'an."

Fang Jun briefly explained the matter while eating.

This is not fear, but respect...

"Jin Renwen? Jin Beommin's brother?"

"Yes, Jin Chunqiu's son."

"Alas, it's a pity for Jin Famin. The three thousand Hwarang under his command are also heroes. If they had been loyal to the Tang Dynasty, why would they have been defeated and died?"

Because of the Jin sisters, Fang Jun had a lot of contacts with Jin Famin. Princess Gaoyang had a good impression of young talents like Jin Famin, and lamented that he cooperated with the rebels to assassinate the king and overthrow the imperial power, and ended up with a miserable end of defeat and death.

"Who says it's not true? Jin Renwen is the last blood of the Jin royal family, so we should take care of him. But this kid is too close to the aristocratic families, and he is completely different from his brother. Not only does he not have the slightest thought of restoring the country, but he is also obsessed with making money. He needs to be taught a lesson."

"Oh, aren't you afraid that your confidante will be distressed? He is her last nephew."

Princess Gaoyang rolled her eyes and mocked the guy who was trying to please her on purpose.

"So what? Just be his obedient subject, that's fine. But if he dares to get involved with those aristocratic families and stir up trouble, I will personally twist off his head!"

"Very good. I hope I can be as domineering and aggressive in front of Jin Deman."

After breakfast, Fang Jun packed up a little and left the house. Surrounded by his personal soldiers, he paraded through the streets and went straight to Furong Garden.

……

"My nephew has met his uncle."

Jin Renwen smiled and came forward to greet him. Just one sentence made Jin Deman blush. He glared at him and said, "Stop being so naughty and behave yourself!"

After saying that, he looked at Fang Jun nervously, fearing that this man would not like Jin Renwen's playful attitude and get angry.

Fang Jun drank a sip of tea, smiled and gave Jin Deman a "reassuring" look, then asked Jin Ren: "No need to be polite, I wonder why you invited me here in the name of Her Majesty the Queen?"

Jin Renwen sat down on a chair beside him. This action scared Jin Deman so much that his eyes jumped. He pursed his lips and glared at his nephew.

You really don't know your place. Who do you think Fang Jun is to allow you to be so rude?!
Jin Renwen was unaware of this and was very pleased with himself: "Of course I am giving Duke Yue a huge fortune!"

Fang Jun looked at Jin Deman in surprise, and the latter put his hand on his forehead, looking embarrassed...

Is there really anyone in this world who dares to talk about wealth and honor with Fang Jun? !
Fang Jun was not annoyed, and asked with a smile: "Oh? I like wealth and honor the most in my life. Tell me what kind of wealth and honor it is. If you can't satisfy me, don't blame me for getting angry."

Jin Deman didn't care about etiquette anymore. His eyes widened and he gritted his teeth as he shouted, "Jin Ren asked you if you were crazy? Do you think we are still in the era of Silla, where we are the kings and have no scruples? This is the Tang Dynasty! The person sitting in front of you is the Duke of Yue of the Tang Dynasty! Think about it carefully before you speak!"

In the past when he was in Silla, he thought that all these sons and nephews were outstanding and it was difficult to choose an heir to the throne. But why do they all seem as stupid as pigs now?

It's fine that Jin Famin is self-righteous and stubborn, but how come Jin Renwen is so shallow and stupid?
Jin Renwen said speechlessly, "Why did you scold me, Aunt? I was really talking to Duke Yue about something good."

Fang Jun waved his hand: "Alright, alright, it's okay to let this kid talk. I'll put up with it for your sake anyway, so just relax."

Jin Deman's eyes were full of gratitude, and he said softly, "Thank you very much, but don't worry, I will definitely teach them a lesson later!"

"Haha, I don't care about the family affairs of your Jin royal family."

Fang Jun said this, then turned to look at Jin Ren and asked in a somewhat cold tone: "If you have something to say, please speak up. What kind of wealth do you think I would be happy to accept?"

Jin Renwen became nervous after being scolded by his aunt. After all, he knew that the survival, honor and disgrace of the Jin royal family depended on his aunt. The reason why his aunt could still possess such power after joining the Tang Dynasty was all because of the man in front of him.

He sat upright and lowered his voice, "Some people say that the Duke of Yue has made great contributions and is a peerless hero. A mere Duke title is not enough to repay his merits. Perhaps a Prince of a County is worthy of his extraordinary talent."

Fang Jun understood that Jin Renwen was trying to attract his attention by "giving him wealth", but in fact he was warning him that someone hoped he could accept such wealth.

Being a prince of the Tang Dynasty, this is indeed a huge fortune. Since the founding of the country, no matter who has made outstanding military achievements, there has never been a "king of a different surname". If one can become the only "king of a different surname" in the Tang Empire, how honorable and glorious would it be?

Kindman showed a surprised expression, looked at her nephew, then looked at her man, hesitated to speak, and pursed her lips nervously.

Fang Jun remained unmoved and drank his tea leisurely, as if the so-called "king of a different surname" was nothing more than a piece of clay chicken and dog, not worth a single laugh.

He said calmly, "Who asked you to pass on the message to me?"

Jin Renwen did not dare to show off his cleverness, nor did he dare to hide anything, and said honestly: "The Prince of Xiangyi, Li Shenfu."

Fang Jun raised his knife-like eyebrows: "When did you get involved with him?"

"This time, the Governor of Shirafu Port, in order to compensate the Tang Dynasty, plundered slaves everywhere and sold them to Japan, Goguryeo, Silla, Luzon and other places. The slaves were basically received by the princes, nobles, and aristocratic families who set up overseas businesses. The Xiangyi County Prince's Mansion has an iron mine in Goguryeo, but the mining conditions are relatively poor, and the loss of slaves is huge."

Fang Jun remained calm when he heard the words "huge loss of slaves".

There is no fairness in the world. Not everyone’s life is equal...