Chapter 1315 Spring Rain
Feng Zhi wears long sleeves and is good at dancing, and treats people and things like a spring breeze.
When he entered the capital, he was not only the hostage of the Feng family in the hands of the emperor, but also the liaison between the Feng family and the Guanzhong clan. He single-handedly shouldered the qualifications and status of the Lingnan Feng family in front of the Guanzhong gentry. He is good at using money to win over people's hearts, but he is not only good at using money, he also has his own unique way of dealing with people.
He didn't dare to provoke Fang Jun, so he came to apologize in person in a lowly manner. However, he unexpectedly entered the top dandy circle of the Tang Dynasty and seized this opportunity very well.
In the Tang Dynasty, there was a kind of dandy called "Hua Ma".
Xiao Yu's eldest son Xiao Rui, Wang Gui's youngest son Wang Jingzhi, Dou Jing's son Dou Kui, Chai Shao's son Chai Lingwu, Gao Shilian's son Gao Xiuxing, Cheng Yaojin's son Cheng Chuliang, Du Ruhui's son Du He, Fang Xuanling's son Fang Jun...
These people themselves were from high-ranking families, and even if they were princesses, they became the best among the young talents of the dynasty, and were regarded as the mainstay of the Tang Dynasty in the future.
Among them, there is no doubt that Fang Jun is the most shining one...
It can even be said that Fang Jun has come from behind, far surpassing the princes-in-law of the same class as him, and has become a force that cannot be ignored in the court. Fang Jun's political philosophy of expanding the ocean and forging ahead coincides with Feng's interests.
How could Feng Zhidai not seize the opportunity to hug this thick leg tightly?
When he returned home, he ordered his servants to rummage through the warehouse and deliver many rare things to Fang's house one by one as a gift for him. He knows that Fang Jun is not short of money. When it comes to the amount of money, maybe even Lingnan Feng is slightly inferior, but what he gives is not money, but respect and attitude!
Look, all the aristocratic families in the world are resisting Fang Jun's plan to rebuild the east and west cities, but this man is still going his own way. Who can really stop him in the slightest?
How could Feng Zhidai not be allowed to make friends with such a rising star in official circles with the utmost sincerity?
At the same time, Feng Zhidai carefully revised a letter and sent someone south overnight to send it back to his father in Lingnan to ask whether he would respond to Fang Junzhi's invitation to join the "Eastern Datang Company".
This matter is really important...
It is no exaggeration to say that no matter what Feng's choice is, it will directly determine Feng's status, weight, and future treatment in the Tang Dynasty!
Is it to segregate the country into a king, support its own troops, and use the unique geographical environment of Lingnan to achieve the goal of continuing to dominate the south of the world and the descendants of the Feng family to dominate for generations?
Or are you willing to be an obedient citizen, present all the secrets of Lingnan to the court, and then become attached to the Tang Dynasty and become an obedient citizen in the prosperous times?
Feng Zhidai didn't know how to choose or which one was the right one. His experience and status were not enough to make a decision on this matter.
Fortunately, he had a father who had experienced three dynasties, had tens of thousands of soldiers, and divided one side. After experiencing the Zen throne of the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the chaos of the late Sui Dynasty, Feng An had unparalleled wisdom in his life, enough to make the most correct decisions.
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Spring rain is as precious as oil.
A light rain fell all night, and it didn't stop until dawn.
Fang Jun opened the window, and a blast of cool air accompanied by moist water vapor hit his face, which was refreshing.
The mountains in the distance were washed as green as black by the rain, and the pavilions, flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard were also green and flourishing. There was no sunshine, and the sky was still covered with gray clouds, but it did not make people feel depressed at all. On the contrary, there was a feeling. A feeling of vitality all over the body.
Spring plowing is around the corner, and a well-timed spring rain is simply a gift from God...
Fang Jun looked back at Wu Shunniang, who was sleeping on the bed in Shanghai Tangchun, smiled slightly, and allowed Xiuyu Xiuyan to cleanse her face, wash hands, and change into a set of clothes. Then, under the resentful eyes of the two women, she went to the front hall alone and hurriedly enjoyed the meal. Had a light breakfast of porridge and side dishes.
After eating, they put on their raincoats, hats, and straw sandals, and led the generals of the tribe with their horses roaring out of the gate of Defu and the city gate, whipping their horses and riding straight towards Lishan Farm.
When pedestrians in twos and threes on the streets outside the city saw this group of knights galloping on horseback, they knew it must be a dandy young master or a arrogant servant of which family. They were afraid to avoid it and gave way to the roadside one after another, even if the horses' hooves trampled on the road. The water in the puddles is splashing everywhere, but I don't dare to say anything disrespectful or dissatisfied.
In the Tang Dynasty, class was a natural barrier, and the nobles almost had the power of life and death over the common people...
An old woman was wearing a tattered raincoat, carrying a food box with peeling paint in her hand. She was being helped by a child who looked like a grandson and was hiding on the side of the road. However, the hem of her clothes was still wet from the muddy water splashed by the horse's hooves. The child yelled aggrievedly: "Mommy, are you okay? Do you want to go home and change into a set of clean clothes? It would be terrible if you catch a cold! Whose knight is this? He is so overbearing. Is this road your home? Can’t open it?”
The old woman was startled, and quickly stretched out her withered and thin palms, covering her little grandson's mouth tightly, and said with a panicked expression: "Don't dare to talk nonsense... Don't dare to talk nonsense... Those are all noble people, if you hear them , The whip will kill anyone without even paying for their lives..."
The little grandson stared with round eyes and nodded in understanding.
The old woman breathed a sigh of relief.
The most despicable ant people don’t even have the right to complain...
With a cry, a strong horse came back and came straight to the old woman.
The old woman's complexion changed greatly, and she knelt down in the muddy water on the roadside with a "pop" sound. Her whole body was like a sieve of chaff. She tightly protected her little grandson behind her and begged: "My dear, spare your life, my dear, spare my life... You are a shameless naughty boy, and you are talking nonsense." The adults do not remember the faults of the villain..."
"Pap"
With a soft sound, a bunch of copper coins were thrown from the hands of the knight on horseback and dropped on the old woman. The old woman subconsciously caught it.
"The person who just passed by was Erlang of the Fang family. He accidentally splashed muddy water and wet your clothes. Erlang was afraid that you were old and frail and would catch the cold, so he rewarded you with half the money to make a good set of clothes when you went back. But you What is the old woman talking about? Naughty boy? Hahaha, do you think that our Erlang is as ignorant as a child with a yellow mouth? "
The knight laughed.
The old woman was holding the copper coins. When she heard that it was Fang Jun who had just passed by, she immediately held up the copper coins in her hand as if she were holding live coals. She piled up the coins and said, "It's actually Fang Erlang? Oops, the old woman's eyesight is dim. She didn't see her just now." See clearly, if I had known it was Fang Erlang, I would definitely kowtow... I don’t dare to ask for Fang Erlang’s money, he is the Qingtian of our Jingzhao Mansion!”
Looking at the Tang Dynasty, among the noble people who could make money after riding a horse and wet the old woman's clothes, who else could be out of Fang Erlang?
In the eyes of the people in Guanzhong, Fang Erlang is Qingtian, the Buddha of thousands of families, and the backbone of all common people!
How dare you ask for Fang Erlang's money?
Afraid of being poked in the spine by neighbors...
Even the child puffed up his chest and said plausibly like a young adult: "We don't want Fang Erlang's money! I also want to study, and when I grow up, I want to be a good official who loves and cares for the people just like Fang Erlang!"
The old woman turned around and caressed the horns on her grandson's head, her face full of kindness and her eyes pleased.
Immediately the knight was stunned, then he laughed and nodded: "Then the money will not buy clothes for the old woman, but will give this young man one of the four treasures of the study. I wish you a gold medal in the future! Oh, by the way, not yet May I ask what Xiaolang’s name is? If he were in high school in the future, he might be able to come to ask for a drink based on today’s friendship!”
The child then puffed up his chest and said loudly: "A certain person is from Guanzhong, and a certain person's name is Song Shoujie!"
"Okay, okay!" The knight laughed loudly, sat on his horse and clasped his fists in the distance: "Then we will see you later."
After saying that, he turned his horse's head and chased the large army.
"Alas..." The old woman was anxious, holding a stack of half a pound of money in her hand and shouted, but with a cry, the knight gradually disappeared at the end of the official road, where could he stop for even a step?
A passerby next to him laughed and said: "You old woman, you are so ignorant! Who is Fang Erlang? He is the worst person who can't get the slightest advantage from the common people. He splashed your clothes with his horse and wanted to pay you. You should pay for it." Just take it. You are also lucky, tsk tsk, this is half a pound of money..."
The tone was very envious.
The old woman was at a loss, so she had to quietly collect the money, and made up her mind to buy her grandson a set of Four Treasures of the Study, so as to urge him to study...
Fang Jun didn't know what was happening behind him. He rode all the way to the mountainside of Lishan Mountain and saw countless farmers busy in the fields. This spring rain came just in time, and the spring plowing in Guanzhong was just beginning. The drizzle, the green mountains, the gurgling streams, the swallows flying low in the sky, the criss-crossing streets, and the chickens and dogs hearing each other, what a scene of the prosperous age and the splendor of the Tang Dynasty!
(End of chapter)