Chapter 144 Father and son talk
Dejected, he left the Tai Chi Palace and met Liu Laoshi at the palace gate. Fang Jun did not return to the manor outside the city, but sent Liu Laoshi back and went to Fang's mansion in the city.
Mrs. Lu hadn't seen her second son for a while. When she saw the boy's listless and dark face, as if everyone in the world owed him money, he wanted to scold him, but found that Fang Jun just followed him. She nodded and rushed into her room. Without eating or washing, she fell on the couch and fell asleep with her head covered.
Mrs. Lu was a little worried. Her son always had a big heart and few things could worry him. What was wrong with him? She did know what kind of plow stick her son would present to the court today. Could it be that the matter was not done well and that he did not please His Majesty and receive a reward?
Shaking her head, Mrs. Lu ordered the kitchen to prepare her son's favorite meals for him to enjoy after he wakes up.
Fang Jun slept until he turned on the lamp at Youshi, and then he woke up in a daze.
He turned over and grinned.
But for the better part of a month, I traveled more than a thousand miles, and the journey and travel were tiring, and I also attended the funeral of my uncle. All my energy was exhausted, and my body had reached a critical point. That is to say, this picture of a young body and a very good quality Good, otherwise you might get seriously ill.
Even so, my whole body ached unbearably, and my bones seemed to be out of place.
But when he thought of losing the money-making tool of glass out of thin air, Fang Jun felt so uncomfortable that he had difficulty breathing.
This dad is cheating his son...
He tossed and turned on the bed and sighed for a long time, until his stomach growled, and he had to call the maid in to fetch water and wait for him to wash up and change into a set of clean and tidy clothes from inside to outside.
While they were still changing their clothes, a memorial sealed with paint fell out, 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. Even though he has done a great job in wiping out the remnants of Liu Heitai's party, His Majesty Li Er can't give himself an official position greater than that of County Marquis. He will just reward him with more gold and silver. But no matter how much the reward is, can it still compare with the huge profits from glass?
When I think of glass, my heart starts to feel clogged again. It’s all money...
Asking the maid to bring the food in, Fang Jun sat down at the table and drank two bowls of porridge. Only after most of the dishes were eaten, he put down his rice bowl with satisfaction.
A servant came in and reported: "The master has returned and is in the front hall. Please come over and discuss something with me."
Fang Jun felt very angry. Discuss? Let’s discuss it! Why didn't you discuss it with me when you were going to use glass to flatter me?
OK, I want to see what you say!
Full of anger, Fang Jun strode to the front hall. When he saw his father sitting there, drinking tea with a comfortable expression and a leisurely demeanor, he sat down under Fang Xuanling with a dark face and patted the table. Ji: "Tea!"
Several maids trembled in fright, wondering what kind of madness Erlang had committed today? Although this person was domineering in the past, he was always outside the house. When he was at home, he never showed his face to other people's servants, so he was very popular.
The maid didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly ran to make a cup of tea for Fang Jun, and gently placed it on the table in front of her.
Fang Jun felt unhappy. He grabbed the tea cup and took a sip. He almost burned his tongue. He sucked in the cold air and yelled: "Are you going to burn me to death?"
The maid was so wronged that she almost cried. Who asked you to drink in such a hurry? But he didn't dare to speak, he lowered his head and trembled like a little quail.
Fang Xuanling still didn't understand that this was not because the tea was too hot, but because she was angry with herself!
I wanted to teach this coward a few words, but after thinking about it, it was really unethical for me to sell my son in the Tai Chi Palace, so I endured it and just said softly: "Why, are you still complaining about your father?"
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"The king is the guide for the minister, and the father is the guide for the son. If the father asks the son to die, the son has to die. It is already a great favor that you did not ask me to die. How dare you complain anymore?"
Fang Jun's strong emphasis was like taking gunpowder, and all his unhappiness was displayed on his face.
It's just... I've only heard that if the king tells the minister to die, the minister has to die. What does it mean that if the father tells the son to die, the son has to die?
Fang Xuanling watched her son act silly and lose his temper. Instead of being angry, she was very pleased. At least this son knew the basics and did not have an attack on her on the spot in the Tai Chi Hall. This shows that he is by no means a willful and impulsive person. This is very good. good.
"Although glass is important, exchanging it for the position of Marquis is not a loss."
Fang Xuanling said softly.
Fang Jun glanced at his father, waved his hand and drove away all the servants and maids. Only the father and son were left in the hall, and then he said angrily: "Does father know how useful glass is?"
Fang Xuanling sipped her tea and said casually: "There are hundreds of thousands of guan every year."
Fang Jun was stunned, thinking that his father didn't understand the huge profits involved, so he couldn't help but become more curious: "Then why do you still give it away for nothing?"
"What does it mean to give it away for free?"
Fang Xuanling put down the tea cup and scolded: "That is for Your Majesty, for the imperial court. My Fang family has been deeply favored and honored by the emperor. We should take the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty as our own responsibility, devote ourselves to death, and throw our heads and blood." If you don’t frown at all, let alone the things outside you.”
Fang Jun was speechless and quickly interrupted his father's passionate speech: "Stop, stop, stop! Say something I can understand."
Fang Xuanling snorted and said in a deep voice: "If a tree is beautiful in the forest, it will be destroyed by the wind, and if it is piled higher than the shore, it will be turbulent. I don't need to explain this to you, but you should understand it. The power of glass is too great. Do you know how many people in the court are jealous? Although I am here, I am not afraid of those people. But you must know that the word "rich and powerful" sounds domineering, but when it is applied to the head, it is a huge crisis! ”
Fang Jun was shocked. Fang Xuanling's words made him involuntarily think of a legendary name - Shen Wansan!
He was truly as rich as the country. He had so much money that even if Lao Zhu wanted to build an imperial city, he would have to rely on him. It was really glorious for a while and was known to the whole world, but what is the outcome?
It couldn’t be more miserable!
Why?
The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade!
In such an era when centralization is at its peak, personal wealth and life are not guaranteed at all. If you still make so much money, aren't you just waiting for others to come and cut your wool?
In this way, exchanging this glass for a hereditary and irreplaceable marquis is really not a loss.
But...
"Then you can't give it all away stupidly, at least let's keep some for ourselves..."
Fang Jun sighed sadly, blaming his father for being too honest. It would be better to at least negotiate the conditions and leave 12% of the shares.
Fang Xuanling was furious: "Money, money, money! I know money. Why didn't I notice it before? Why did you, a bastard, fall in love with money? Those things that smell like copper will only weaken people's ambitions and erode their motivation." Motivation, what’s the use?”
What you say is really noble...
Fang Jun rolled his eyes and said sarcastically: "Haha, that's really nice to say. A few days ago, my eldest brother went to his sister-in-law's parents' house to celebrate her birthday, but he couldn't even bring out any decent gifts..."
Fang Xuanling blushed. He really didn't know about this. One big event in the court came one after another, especially the heavy snowfall in winter, which made him very anxious. How could he have the energy to take care of such small things at home?
He wanted to scold this bastard for not giving him face, but when he saw Fang Jun take out a memorial from his arms, he couldn't help but wonder: "Why are you writing a memorial?"
Fang Jun doesn't even have an official status now, so he has no right to submit memorials.
Fang Jun briefly talked about the affairs of the Wu family in Qingzhou. Fang Xuanling was so angry that his hair stood on end. He stood up and kicked him hard, cursing: "Such an important thing, no matter how important it is, I can't do it." Submit it to Your Majesty immediately. How dare you hold it in your arms and sit here drinking tea? It's a minor crime to have your head chopped off!"
Fang Jun was kicked and got up with a grin on his face. He thought to himself that this had something to do with military aircraft? However, seeing the anxious look on his father's face, he couldn't help but become cautious. He quickly ran out, asked his servants to hitch up the car, and rushed to the palace.
It turns out that you can get into "Sanjiang" without applying. Our editor is really awesome...
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