Chapter 124 Fang Jun’s Knife (Part 1)
Li You wanted to scream with joy!
He plotted against Fang Jun, why did he come?
Isn't that the purpose? I thought there was no way out, but in the blink of an eye, political achievements came again, and they were a thousand times stronger than the stigma that I had to bear for trying to steal the glass!
Li You was breathing heavily!
At this time, the army of the Tang Dynasty was at its peak, and wherever it went, it was victorious in every battle! Therefore, external military exploits are the most glorious achievements!
Although he did not go into battle personally, he invisibly weakened the national power of other countries and exchanged a lot of useless glass for countless money and food. How happy would his father be, and how would he praise him?
Li You immediately shouted excitedly: "I am seven and you are three, let's do it! If there is an impeachment by the censor, I will do my best to do it!"
Looking forward to the wonderful possibilities, Li You's blood rushed to the top of his head!
Fang Jun was dumbfounded: "Wait a minute! What did your Highness say? What a beautiful thing to think about, it's me seven and you three!"
"Huh?"
Li You was stunned, and then said angrily: "Fart! I am a prince, a nobleman of the royal family, do business with a stick like you, and give you seven or three? Definitely not!"
Fang Jun showed no sign of weakness: "If it doesn't work, I'll pull him down!"
Li You was about to go crazy and said angrily: "Without the navy under my command, you can row a sampan to Goryeo and Japan by yourself?"
Fang Jun rolled his eyes: "The worst case is selling it in China, so what?"
So what? Fang Junshao makes a lot of money, while Li You makes little money.
This is someone's neck being stuck...
Li You was so angry that his nose started to smoke, and he pointed at Fang Jun's nose: "You, you, you... you are just a bastard!"
As a prince, who in the entire Tang Dynasty would dare to threaten him?
I'm almost mad!
Fang Jun chuckled: "I'm a bastard, and His Highness is no better. But don't forget, Your Highness will be my brother-in-law in the future..."
Li You was speechless. There was really nothing he could do with the mallet, so he had to take a step back: "Four six! You four and I six, okay?"
Fang Jun stood firm and motionless, not taking a step back.
Li You knew that unless he stopped doing this business, there would be no way he could take advantage of Fang Jun. This stick is more stubborn than a donkey and more stubborn than an ox...
I wanted to call the vassal guard outside the door to come in and give Fang Jun a group fight, but thinking about this guy's fighting power and the battle situation in Zuixian Tower that day, I couldn't get any advantage at all...
With nowhere to vent his anger, he stood up suddenly, kicked the short boy in front of him away, and slammed the door angrily.
Fang Jun was speechless: "I'm so incompetent..."
The guards of Prince Qi's Mansion and the servants of the Fang family heard the noise in the house, and everyone looked at each other. Could it be that the two people in the house were fighting?
The faces of Yan Hongliang and others changed drastically. They knew Fang Jun's conduct, they really dared to fight...
Before he could go in to check, Li You had already come out of the door. He was stunned and asked hurriedly: "Your Highness..."
Li You said with a livid face: "Go back home!"
He walked ahead, but his steps were a little unsteady.
There is no way, the Fang family's case is so tough, my feet hurt...
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Burial day.
The person in charge guides the chariot to the hall and holds an ancestral memorial ceremony to pay homage to the deceased.
The eldest son, Fang, knelt in front of the soul and recited: "The gift of eternal migration will not be left behind for the soul. I will serve the hearse, follow the ancestral way, and enjoy it."
The general idea is that your soul will move away from here forever this time. Your filial son and grandson have carefully prepared the hearse for you. All etiquette is in line with the teachings of your ancestors. Please enjoy the sacrifice.
The hearse drove in through the gate and parked on the right side of the hearse.
The mourners' cars are parked outside the gate and cannot enter the yard. The men's cars are parked to the west of the gate, and the women's cars are parked to the east of the gate. They are arranged according to their relationship with the deceased. The cars used by the daughter, wife, and concubines were unpainted and undecorated wooden cars; the relatives and guests other than Wufu spread the cars with thick bamboo mats, and wrapped the wheels with cattails, as if they were smeared with white mud. The curtain is made of coarse cloth.
The person in charge goes first to hang up the curtains of good and bad luck at the residence on the funeral road. The bad curtains are hung in the west and the good curtains are hung in the east, both facing south.
The first is the hearse chariot, the next is the Xiang chariot, the next is the stone chariot, the next is the big coffin chariot, the next is the bow chariot, the next is the utensils and cart, the next is the tent cart, the next is the rice cart, the next is the wine and preserved grain cart, the next is the animal cart, and the next is food. Yu. The officials below the prime minister are responsible for the driving, and the officials are responsible for picking out weapons, setting up tents, etc., and all of them are farmers. Cimingjing, Cizuo, Ciduo, Ciguiche...
The huge funeral procession, with no beginning or end in sight, left the city from the south gate.
Fang Jun sat in the car and followed the funeral procession as they wandered out of the city, heading towards the ancestral graves. The funeral was the most torturous thing. Fang Jun first drove thousands of miles and was already exhausted. Then he struggled for several days. He really couldn't bear it. There were several people of the same clan in the car, but Fang Jun didn't recognize them. Dozing off along with the bumpy carriage.
I didn't know how long I had been walking in a daze, when the carriage suddenly paused and stopped.
Fang Jun woke up and lifted the curtains of the car to take a look. The surrounding mountains were undulating and the dense forests were covered with ice and snow.
I thought I had arrived at the place, but suddenly there were a few scoldings from the front, and then there was a faint noise.
Fang Jun frowned and opened the car curtain completely. A cold wind suddenly swept into the car, making the other people shiver, but they didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction.
Beside the car was a servant who had come with him from his home in Chang'an. Seeing this, he hurried over and asked, "Erlang, what's the matter?"
Fang Jun asked: "What's going on ahead?"
The servant said: "I don't know this either."
"Go and have a look."
"No!"
The servant took the order and walked quickly to the front of the motorcade, then turned back after a while.
"Someone is blocking the road and not letting the convoy pass."
Fang Jun asked curiously: "Do you know who he is?"
"It seems that the surname is Wu. There are quite a few people, at least thirty."
The Wu family again?
Although there was a dispute over the cemetery between the Wu family and the Fang family at first, it was later used by Li You to coerce Fang Jun into handing over the glass method. Now that Fang Jun has reached a preliminary agreement with Li You, the dispute over the cemetery has been resolved. Why is it not over for the Wu family?
Fang Jun calmly jumped out of the car and walked towards the front of the motorcade. After taking two steps, he asked the servant to take off a horizontal knife from his waist and carried the scabbard in his hand.
When the servant saw it, he knew that Erlang was angry, so he quickly called to the other colleagues who came to protect him and followed Fang Jun closely.
The mountain road was covered with snow and was criss-crossed with ruts made by the wheels, making it very difficult to walk.
When Fang Jun came to the front of the motorcade, he saw a group of people blocking the way of the motorcade in the middle of the road.
This group of people wear different clothes, but they all have strong bodies and unruly expressions.
Fang Yixun's face turned red and he reprimanded angrily: "You are simply too bullying and unreasonable..."
The man on the other side, a deer-headed man with rat-like eyes, sneered carelessly: "Are you stupid for studying? Our Wu family bought this land with real money. It has been registered with the government office. If you are not allowed to leave, what can you do? That's it. It is reasonable and legal for us to file a lawsuit before His Highness the King of Qi!”
Fang Yixun was well-read in poetry and books, but he was an honest gentleman. How could he possibly quarrel? He was so angry that his beard was trembling, but there was nothing he could do.
Fang Yi Jian and other members of the same clan were no longer young and vigorous, so they all yelled and cursed.
The other party refused to give in, and some even whistled and made obscene remarks at the carriage of the Fang family's female family members on the roadside.
How can the Fang family endure it? He immediately came forward with a roar, pushing and shoving, furious.
Although everyone in the Wu family did not carry sharp blades, they all carried sticks and were about to hit one spot.
"Stop!"
Fang Jun shouted and stepped forward.
A Wu family servant shouted and asked: "Who are you? You come here to pretend..."
Before he finished speaking, Fang Jun raised his arm and swept out the horizontal knife in his hand. The scabbard hit the man's face firmly.
There was a muffled sound of "pop", accompanied by a stream of blood and a few back molars. The servant of the Wu family snorted and was knocked to the ground, groaning and twisting in the snow.
The whole place fell silent, leaving only the clear whistling of the north wind and the snoring of the horses from time to time.
I haven’t asked for votes for a long time, I really don’t have such a thick skin... But today I’m promoting again, you have to ask if you don’t want to. As for whether to vote or not, it’s up to you...
(End of chapter)