Chapter 565: Taking office·Chongxian Hall
The next day, Fang Xuanling called Fang Jun over, told him about the Di family, and asked him to take care of Di Renjie at Chongxian Hall.
Of course, Fang Jun was fine. Not to mention his father's face, he had to take good care of him just because of the words Di Renjie.
It was natural to make friends with such an outstanding person who would be in charge of the Central Committee of the Tang Dynasty for twenty years.
Just counting the years, this child is a bit young now...
At this time, Di Renjie was only about eight or nine years old, younger than the young lady Li Zhi, and probably about the same age as Princess Jinyang.
Fang Jun's heart felt heavy when he thought of Princess Jinyang.
The two men, who are similar in age, have completely different life trajectories.
Di Renjie lived to be seventy years old and lived through the three dynasties of Taizong, Gaozong and Empress Wu. He even reached the peak of his official career in the dynasty of Empress Wu, ruling the world and leaving a lasting legacy in history.
And what about Princess Jinyang?
The same beautiful and intelligent child withered and perished before the flowers of life bloomed, accompanied only by the endless sorrow of His Majesty Li Er and a handful of loess...
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For several days, Fang Jun was in an extremely depressed mood.
Tian Wenyuan was a very discerning person. When he saw Fang Jun in a bad mood, he did not dare to ask more questions, but he focused more on construction.
He led the construction team from the Ministry of Industry into the house and started some simple construction. At the same time, he started building furniture in the idle houses in the house. Carloads of valuable wood were transported into the house, turning the entire house into a large construction site.
This is still not fully implemented, otherwise it will be even more chaotic.
Fang Xuanling was a quiet person, but he did not dare to delay the construction of the Princess Mansion, let alone make any mistakes, so he went to Tian Wenyuan every day to learn about the progress of the construction and some unexpected situations. It turned out that everything was in order under Erlang's arrangement, and there was no need for him to worry about it, so he turned his back with some emotion.
Fang Jun suggested that the father and mother should go to the village in Lishan to stay temporarily, as it was quiet there.
Fang Xuanling agreed and moved to Zhuangzi together with Lu. As soon as Fang Xuanling left, Fang Yizhi couldn't stay any longer. He was even more impatient with the hustle and bustle in the house than his father, so he packed up and went to Zhuangzi. Naturally, Mrs. Du wanted to follow.
Mrs. Lu was worried that the third and fourth children would be taken care of by Erlang. Erlang was still a big boy himself, so he took all the children to Zhuangzi.
As a result, apart from some maids and servants, there were only two maids left in the huge house: Fang Jun, Wu Meiniang, and Qiaoer Xiuer...
Fortunately, the Yuan Dynasty is approaching, and Fang Jun starts to get busy.
During the Chinese New Year, we received a lot of orders for fireworks and firecrackers. The workshop worked day and night to produce a large number of products. Because Fang Jun had promised to double the wages in advance, the fireworks produced were far more than what was needed for the order.
But of course there is no need to worry about selling.
Fireworks are a luxury item and have nothing to do with food, clothing, housing and transportation. Whether they are set off or not does not delay life, so Fang Jun has no intention of popularizing them. The price is ridiculously high. Even if they cannot be sold, they will never reduce the price.
Anyway, he is the only one on the entire planet who can produce this stuff, and it is a complete monopoly, so he can do whatever he wants.
Too expensive?
I’m not willing to sell it to you yet...
Carloads of fireworks were delivered to various wealthy families in Chang'an City, and in exchange for carloads of copper coins and silk silks, the warehouses of the houses were filled.
Looking at the mountains of wealth, Fang Jun couldn't help but sigh, this is a very profitable business...
Immediately ordered, the scale of the fireworks workshop expanded rapidly and a large number of workers were recruited.
There is no technical difficulty in this thing. A casual farmer woman can become a skilled worker with just a few days of training, as long as the formula is strictly controlled.
Even though everyone in the house had long been numb to Erlang's "money-making skills", they couldn't help but be impressed when they looked at the mountains of wealth in the warehouse. These days, there are many aristocratic families with tens of thousands of dollars, but most of their assets are real estate such as fields, farms, shops, etc. It is really shocking to see such a large amount of cash piled up.
Someone gave Fang Jun an idea. It would be better to pledge the money and collect interest.
Fang Jun immediately rejected it.
Government loans are called loans, and private loans are loan sharks. Fang Jun will not touch this kind of business of drinking human blood.
The way to get the money has to be right, so why bother with such a person who has a reputation for being rich and unkind?
On the night of Shangyuan in the 14th year of Zhenguan, Chang'an City completely turned into a city that never sleeps.
The sky is filled with fireworks, and the sky is filled with fiery trees and silver flowers.
Those foreign barbarians who came from Chang'an were so shocked in front of this splendid prosperity that they fell to the ground and even knelt down to worship!
This is Chang'an, the largest, richest, most prosperous, and most magical city in the world! Here, miracles are performed almost every day, attracting countless foreigners to come here to see its unparalleled splendid splendor!
This city, this country, this nation, stands proudly on top of the world, leading human civilization!
After the hustle and bustle of Shangyuan ended, Fang Jun's life became stable.
Early the next morning, he packed up and took a carriage to the East Palace.
Prince Li Chengqian knew that Fang Jun would go to Chongxian Hall to take up his duties today, so he sent his chamberlain to wait at the palace gate early. As soon as Fang Jun arrived, he led him into Li Zheng Hall.
The hall was as warm as spring, and bone charcoal was burning in the bronze beast furnace, exuding a faint fragrance.
The prince Li Chengqian was sitting on the brocade couch, wearing a python-patterned arrow-sleeved robe with rain-stained sky blue, a wide belt tied around his waist, and his black hair was simply tied with a jade crown. Such a simple and low-key dress What's more, his face is like a crown jewel and he is extraordinarily handsome.
Fang Jun was a little jealous, why were there so many sissies in the Tang Dynasty?
And let people who don’t rely on their reputations live...
A bright smile appeared on Li Chengqian's face, and he said casually: "Sit down! I will take up my duties at Chongxian Hall today. What do you think?"
He has great trust in Fang Jun's talent.
Chongxian Hall was established not long ago, but there are still many shortcomings that need to be improved urgently. Having pragmatic and capable talents like Fang Jun join the company gives His Highness the Crown Prince some hope.
This is his greatest political achievement, and it is also the team his father gave him...
Fang Jun was not polite and sat down on the brocade pier in front of Li Chengqian. Hearing this, he replied nonchalantly: "It's just like a monk ringing the clock for a day. I don't know anything about Confucian classics. I can't recognize all the four books and five classics. How can I have it?" What do you think? I don’t have any idea at all. I just want it to be convenient for Your Highness to take leave.”
Li Chengqian was stunned.
I know your mind is not on learning, but you can't be so perfunctory, right?
It’s so disrespectful...
But facing Fang Jun, Li Chengqian had no choice.
This man was kind to me, and he was about to be his brother-in-law, the emperor's consort, and Fang Xuanling's son. He himself was a rare poet in the world, his literary reputation was famous all over the world, and he had a bad temper...
What can you do to such a person?
Li Chengqian was quite disappointed. He originally thought that Fang Jun could do well in Chongxian Hall and that he could take the opportunity to get close to him, but he didn't expect that Fang Jun's ambition was not here at all.
The two chatted casually for a few words without any nourishment. It was getting late, so Fang Jun left.
Li Chengqian sent his servant to lead the way.
Chongxian Hall is located in a forest behind Li Zheng Hall.
At this time, everything is withered, the trees are desolate, and the woods are covered with thick white snow. A bluestone path bypasses a lake and reaches a gorgeous and magnificent courtyard. Presumably in midsummer, this place must be surrounded by towering green trees, making it a rare holy place for reading.
Last winter, Liu Bo, the servant of Huangmen, said to me, "Your Majesty has done this on your own, and has made the prince travel leisurely, which is beyond my imagination... Your majesty has done this on his own, and has made the prince stay in the service for a long time, and has not accepted noble people. This is beyond my understanding." Three." His Majesty Li Er then ordered Liu Bo, Cen Wenwen and Ma Zhou to go to the East Palace to discuss with the prince.
Later, Chongxian Hall was established.
The only function of Chongxian Pavilion is, on the one hand, it is an educational institution for the prince, cultivating the prince's ability to govern. On the other hand, it is the prince’s think tank, advising the prince. Finally, it was the highest-level aristocratic school in the Tang Dynasty, providing a priority channel for the aristocratic children of the Tang Dynasty to enter officialdom.
Such a place is full of the characteristics of the feudal era where monarchy was supreme. Fang Jun did not think that any real intellectual talents could emerge here.
Everyone came with the intention of embracing the prince, so how could they focus on learning?
The chamberlain led Fang Jun to the gate, then said goodbye and left.
Fang Jun raised his head, squinted slightly against the morning sun, and looked at the three gilded characters "Chongxian Pavilion" on the door.
A young scribe came out from the door, handsome and smiling.
It turned out to be Ma Zhou, one of the two bachelors of Chongxian Hall. (End of chapter)