Chapter 220 Riverside
Li Chengqian has always had a good impression of Fang Jun. Isn’t there a saying: The enemy of my enemy is my friend...
His Royal Highness may not have heard this sentence before, but he understands the truth.
Fang Jun's song "The Charcoal Seller" caused an immeasurable blow to the reputation of Wei King Li Tai, and it was also an indirect assist to Li Chengqian. Li Chengqian had to accept this favor.
Speaking of which, Fang Jun, who "offended" this time, made great achievements, but was only rewarded with some unreliable money. There must be His Majesty Li Er's resentment towards Fang Jun in it. Why? Isn’t it just because Fang Jun’s poem hurt his favorite green bird...
But now, Li Chengqian's good impression of Fang Jun has almost disappeared, replaced by a strong sense of humiliation!
Gu Nai is a dignified prince. My father has not yet deposed me, so you dare to be so rude to me? Even if I am really crippled in the future, I am still a noble person, how dare you humiliate me like this? !
It’s so deceiving!
Fang Jun naturally noticed the change in Li Chengqian's expression and sighed slightly.
He is full of joy and anger, impetuous and easily emotional. How can such a personality adapt to the fiercest competition in the world, the competition for reserves?
That’s right, it’s a fight for reserves!
Even if you have been established as a prince, it does not mean that you are waiting to take over the world!
If it were another dynasty or another emperor, it would be easy to say, but it would be hard to say for His Majesty Li Er. This is doomed.
Even if His Majesty Li Er wholeheartedly wants his eldest son to succeed him, even if it is to maintain the stability of the court and the stability of the Li dynasty for generations to come, even if the eldest son is a pig and he pinches his nose, it still won't work!
Why?
Because from the moment His Majesty Li Er walked into the Xuanwu Gate and waved the knife against his brother, it was destined that his descendants would covet this supreme position in the world!
Because His Majesty Li Er set an example and told his descendants that the second child can also counterattack and rise to power!
With him as the best example, how could his son not have those thoughts that he shouldn't have?
Don't say who is right or wrong, in the face of the most absolute power, everything is just a cloud...
In his previous life, Fang Jun had a girlfriend who was a talented girl in the history department when he was in college.
The two had had many unpleasant discussions about Li Chengqian's experiences, and naturally the result was that Fang Jun, who was studying agriculture, gave up...
According to Fang Jun, all Li Chengqian's consequences were his own fault.
To put it in a less sophisticated way, that is seeking your own death!
You have become the crown prince, and your father has clearly expressed his support for the eldest son to succeed to the throne. There are so many important ministers and talented people in the court on your side, but you still have to do so many things, such as breaking your leg while riding a horse, engaging in homosexuality, and assassinating your brother Li Tai, even wanted to rebel and kill his father...
What is it if it's not seeking death?
But my girlfriend has a completely different point of view.
According to her words, "people cannot help themselves when they are in the rivers and lakes", or "the trees want to be quiet, but the wind does not stop"...
Since you are sitting in that position, since there are precedents set by your father's generation, you are destined to withstand the challenge from the coveted person!
Why did Li Chengqian ride a horse so much that he broke his leg and left a hidden disease? Is it just an accident?
Knowing that he was walking on thin ice in a dangerous situation, why did he fall in love with a male favorite and incur the extreme dissatisfaction of His Majesty Li Er?
It's stupid enough to assassinate your brother, why do you have to be stupid enough to be found out?
As for wanting to rebel and kill his father, His Majesty Li Er... How determined must he be to think that he can shake the will of those generals and follow him to kill His Majesty Li Er?
Although this is just dialectics and there is no evidence, Fang Jun believes it.
Everything is actually hidden in the fog of history. What future generations see is just what some vested interests want others to see. This is history...
Therefore, Fang Jun was actually quite conflicted about Li Chengqian, feeling sad for his misfortune and angry at him for not fighting.
Flies don't bite seamless eggs. If you didn't have such or such character flaws, how could you be targeted and how could you succeed?
And his sigh was really heard by Li Chengqian.
He didn't understand. Are you disappointed in me?
What are you disappointed about?
What right do you have to be disappointed? !
Anger was gathering in Li Chengqian's chest, and when he was about to ask, he was interrupted by Du He's noise.
"Secretary Fang, aren't you just two fishes? As for beating me to death! I'm telling you, I can't beat you, I'll let you do it! You are a coward, I..."
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This guy was on the other side of the stream. He thought that Fang Jun had an injury on his leg and there was no way to deal with him. He jumped on his feet and yelled to save himself from the embarrassment and anger of being slapped just now.
Fang Jun suddenly became angry. He looked around and saw a small horse tie made by the carpenter Liu Laoshi on the ground. He reached out to pick it up and threw it towards Du He on the other side.
"Your uncle's!"
"Fang Er, if you scold me again, I will... oh!" Du He was jumping, but he didn't expect Fang Jun's accuracy. The pony approached quickly in the air, drew a perfect parabola, and hit Du He. He slapped his forehead and knocked him to the ground.
The world is quiet...
Li Chengqian's eyes were twitching wildly. This man really dared to attack...
Quickly command the guards brought to rescue people. If Fang Jun is beaten to death in one fell swoop, he will also have to die as a widower...
Several guards hurriedly ran over, looking around, and found that there was only a goose egg-sized bump on their foreheads, and there was no blood.
Li Chengqian smiled bitterly and said: "Why do you have to be so cruel?"
Fang Jun said casually: "Who knew that his reaction was so bad that his strength was so strong that he went to the woman's belly."
Li Chengqian was stunned for a moment, glanced at Fang Jun suspiciously, and touched his nose awkwardly.
No matter how you hear this, it sounds like criticizing Sang and Huai. Recently, the censor's accusation that he favored male music has caused a lot of trouble, and everyone in Guanzhong is aware of it...
Fang Jun pointed at a guard of the East Palace and said: "You...yes, don't look at others, it's you, go to Zhuangzi and spread the word, saying that I and His Highness the Prince are going to enjoy the scenery, sing about spring, and talk about romance by the bank of the stream. , and asked the servants to quickly prepare all the wine and food.”
The imperial guard was stunned and thought to himself, I think you can also instruct the imperial guards of the East Palace? He looked at Li Chengqian and saw Li Chengqian nodded helplessly before turning around.
Over there, Du He didn't pretend to be dead anymore. He came back with the stream flowing, took off his soaked clothes, took off the clothes of an East Palace guard and put them on himself. Ignoring the resentful eyes of the guard, he took off a pile of wet clothes. She stuffed it into his arms and cursed: "What are you doing unwillingly? You are a coward who has never seen the world! Do you know how much this young master's clothes are worth? Even if you pawn them in a pawn shop, you can still be a third party." Five Guan! ”
The guard didn't know whether to cry or laugh...
When Zhuangzi's servants heard that the Crown Prince was here, they didn't dare to neglect. They immediately dispatched more than twenty people under the leadership of Fang Quan, and quickly arranged the table, chairs, benches, dishes, cups, and dishes all moved to the small room. By the stream.
No matter how unpopular the prince is, he is still the prince, so the standard of hospitality cannot be too bad.
Li Chengqian took a sip of "Shao Knife". The hot liquid was like a small knife and scratched his throat, but it was also very satisfying!
He opened his mouth and spit out the breath of wine, and praised: "It's really good wine! I have heard in the past that the 'Shao Knife' in Erlang's house is the best liquor in the world. I didn't believe it, but now I know that the rumor is true. It can be said to be the best." This is the time!”
Due to the brewing process, there was no distillation method to purify the alcohol concentration. Most of the wines in the Tang Dynasty were sweet, with temperatures reaching more than ten or twenty degrees. Where have you seen such distilled spirits?
However, because distilling liquor requires a large amount of food, Fang Jun was afraid of being annoyed by His Majesty Li Er, so he always made small efforts to drink it at home and did not dare to produce it on a large scale.
Du He took a small sip and stuck out his tongue because it was so spicy. This sissy didn't have much capacity for alcohol, so how could she bear this wine?
But when he saw Fang Jun's must-see look, Du He blushed, rolled his eyes, and asked: "Didn't you just say you appreciate the scenery and sing about spring? I've admired the scenery, so why did He He still hesitate to sing about it? Want to listen to a poem?”
First he was beaten by Fang Jun and then a fish basket was smashed, and now he was despised again. Du He felt unhappy and wanted to win back the victory.
Appreciating the scenery and chanting spring is just a fun thing. Who has to really recite poetry?
Li Chengqian didn't know what he was thinking, and he also echoed: "Does Erlang have any manuscripts?"
Fang Jun squinted at Du He, who was dressed in nondescript uniform as a guard, and said with a smile: "Xiao Du, do you really want me to sing a song?"
"Uh...this..."
Updating 10,000 words every day is so tiring...
Gradually, there are more things to do these days. I have to type until the early morning almost every day, and I have to get up at five or six o'clock in the morning. I feel that I am reaching my limit... ┬＿┬
I really enjoy the pleasure of writing and typing, and then watching various data increase crazily, so I will try my best to persist, but I don’t know how long I can persist. So, everyone, give me strength! ! ~~~^o^~
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