Chapter 1344: Why sleep more before death (Additional update from the leader "How are you, my dear")
It was raining heavily that night, and I couldn't sleep.
The East Market was so noisy that the sky filled with excitement. The firelight in the dark night made half of the sky red. Waves of noisy shouts tore through the night sky, shaking the entire city into chaos. Although the gates of each neighborhood were closed early, and the curfew in the city was even half an hour earlier, all the people, officials, royals and nobles had to be trapped in the lanes and could not go out, but it did not prevent everyone from worrying about speculation...
In this situation, could it be that someone is causing trouble?
Thinking of this, everyone in the city fell silent, and many older people remembered that night in the ninth year of Wude, when blood flowed and corpses were everywhere...
That night, half of the city was devastated and ruined, creating the eternal hegemony that His Majesty Li Er usurped against you, but I don't know where the so-called tonight comes from?
The ignorant are worried and frightened, lest the whole city be implicated if war breaks out; the knowledgeable are also tossing and turning and unable to sleep...
The incident obviously exceeded the expected scale, but because the premature curfew blocked the transmission of news, we never knew what was going on in Dongshi. Being so worried and suspicious was even more irritating and guilty than hearing the bad news.
The entire city of Chang'an is like a pot of water about to boil, with restlessness suppressed in the calmness...
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At the beginning of Mao Shi, the rain that had been falling all day and night finally stopped, but the clouds in the sky had not dispersed. At this time, there was only a faint light in the eastern sky that should have been bright, and it was difficult to see the faces of people three feet away.
When the curfew ended, the gatekeepers of each neighborhood opened the gates, and immediately the servants and servants who had been behind the doors early in the morning rushed out to check the situation in the East Market, to inquire about news from close relatives, and to visit colleagues and allies. Discuss and decide over there...
Almost instantly, the entire city went from stillness to movement and suddenly became busy.
At the end of the Mao period, horse-drawn carriages with lanterns hung from each lane came out from various lanes. The wheels of the carriages pressed against the wet bluestone streets. The hoofs of the horses splashed up the water in the shallow places from time to time. It was like hundreds of rivers converging towards the Zhuque Gate.
Liu Ji, wearing official robes, was sitting in the carriage with a memorial in his hand and his face was solemn.
He was really angry last night!
These old foxes from aristocratic families are really bullying people!
You actually used the art of war to deceive me by using the art of war of "concentrating on what is real and what is real". Do you really think that I am a fool, and will you believe like an idiot that those evil thieves who set the fire were instigated by Fang Jun? That's ridiculous! These old foxes, full of scraps, tried to trick me into dealing with Fang Jun, but they wanted to burn down my house in the name of Fang Jun...
It is unbearable!
Do you really think that I am made of clay?
Censor Liu was so angry...
The carriage swayed through Tianjie and arrived at the Suzaku Gate.
At this time, a faint white light just came out from the sky. Liu Ji opened the car curtain and saw a shadowy figure standing not far ahead...
"Who is that?" Liu Jie asked the driver.
He was so angry that he didn't sleep all night. As soon as the gate of the square was opened, he sent the letter he had written to the censor under him. He made it clear that he was powerful, established his camp, and asked everyone to support him in the morning. Then he rushed straight to the court, but he didn't expect that someone would arrive one step earlier than him.
The driver sat on the shaft of the carriage, watched with full eyesight, and then whispered: "I can't see clearly, but I can tell that he is wearing a purple robe, and he is stocky, tall and strong."
In the official system of the Tang Dynasty, official uniforms were differentiated according to rank. The eighth and ninth ranks wore blue robes, the sixth and seventh ranks wore green robes, the fourth and fifth ranks wore scarlet robes, and those above the third rank wore purple robes.
Liu Ji's heart moved. He lifted the curtain and got out of the car. He took off the lantern hanging on the front of the car and told the coachman to wait for him to go to court. Then he walked forward casually.
A figure stood in front of Suzaku's door, looking up at something.
Viewed from the back, this person is slightly taller, with broad shoulders and a firm stance. When he came closer, Liu Ji raised the lantern slightly. It happened that the man in front heard the sound of footsteps, so he turned around and the two met each other.
"It turns out to be Liu Yushi... why is it so early? Liu Yushi is thin, so he should sleep a little longer, as long as he doesn't miss the o'clock in the morning."
This man had a nice smile, with a smile on his slightly dark face, showing a row of white teeth. He looked sunny and cheerful.
It's Fang Jun...
Liu Ji lowered the lantern, snorted, and said displeasedly: "How could I sleep last night with the wind and rain and the fires everywhere? It's a good thing I didn't sleep, otherwise I would have been burned to death by a fire! This old man has been living here for a long time. Now that I’m full of energy, I’ll wait for the morning meeting to settle the score with those dirty thieves!”
Fang Jun's eyelids twitched, thinking that this old guy is really smart, he actually knew that it was me who set his house on fire...
It's just that you, an old man with old arms and legs, dare to threaten me so blatantly. There is no one around right now, so aren't you afraid that my brother will beat you up again?
Fang Junpi smiled but said: "Haha...Liu Yushi is really hateful and upright. I just don't know how you plan to calculate this account?"
Liu Ji gritted his teeth and said angrily: "None of those old foxes are good! They are just clowns. They actually set fire to my house to avenge that day, and they also tried to mislead me into thinking that it was you who set the fire. Do you really think that I am a fool and can do whatever you want? From today on, I will give you a discount every day, and I am incompatible with the family."
Fang Jun was stunned: "Uh..."
What does it mean?
Listening to what he said, I felt that the fire was set by those old bad guys like Changsun Wuji...
Haha, this is really smart.
And having said that, you keep saying "a noble family", even if you, the Liu family of Nanyang, are now in decline, in the end you are still one of the noble families, right?
The old guy is probably so angry that he is confused...
Fang Jun scratched his head, not knowing what to say.
Liu Ji didn't notice Fang Jun's slightly embarrassed look, and said indignantly: "I know what happened last night, don't worry, I will uphold justice for you! I am ashamed to be associated with these despicable and dirty people!" < br>
Fang Jun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. An ally fell from the sky in a daze?
Just as he was about to speak, he heard the clatter of horse hooves behind him, and someone came to court again. Looking back, I saw a large and gorgeous carriage parked not far away. An old man in purple robes and a high crown got out of the carriage. When he saw Fang Jun and Liu Ji, he was slightly startled.
Fang Jun's eyes met with his, and his eyes were all evil.
It was Changsun Wuji...
Fang Jun chuckled: "Is it possible that Duke Zhao also tossed and turned and had no sleep all night?"
When Changsun Wuji saw Fang Jun and Liu Jie standing together, he felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't speculate too much. He had already discussed it with Liu Jie. Could it be that this fan of officialdom could change his mind temporarily and let it go? Don’t you want the official position of Censor Zhongcheng?
But at this moment, seeing Fang Jun's smiling black face, Changsun Wuji felt anger rising in his heart!
Last night, Wei Dawu sent Hu Chong back with his broken hands and feet, and simply slapped his Changsun Wuji in the face! Even with the depth of Changsun Wuji's palace, he couldn't help but throw the teacup on Wei Dawu's face! Ever since his eldest grandson, Wuji, followed His Majesty Li Er and overcame all obstacles to ascend to the throne, had he ever suffered such humiliation?
Hu Chong was the son of his eldest grandson Wuji, but Fang Jun injured him so viciously!
Holding back the anger in his heart, Changsun Wuji glared at Fang Jun fiercely and sneered: "As people get older, they have more things to think about and naturally have less sleep. However, in everything, there is always a gain. As the saying goes, the winner is the temple without a fight. , it has to be counted as more. If there is no battle and the temple is invincible, it must be counted as less. Less is not counted as victory, but nothing counts!"
I plan ahead and calculate mentally but not intentionally, but you adapt to circumstances as they arise, so naturally you will make omissions everywhere and inevitably make mistakes. Even if you humiliate me, you will have to pay a heavy price in the end!
Fang Jun chuckled. If it were yesterday, he would indeed be worried about gains and losses and resentful. However, after some enlightenment from his father Fang Xuanling last night, Fang Jun finally thought about it. The reason he suffered today was due to his unstable foundation and impatience.
If you can calm down, it can be considered a blessing in disguise...
The knot in his heart was gone. Fang Jun was in a good mood. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "What Mr. Zhao Guo said is exactly what he said. When you are old, you should not sleep too much. You should try your best to seize every inch of time. As the saying goes, why sleep too much before you are alive? You will understand after you die." Sleep forever..."
Liu Ji blinked, feeling so happy!
A good boy, he is indeed a man of great talent. This sentence "Why sleep more during your lifetime, you will sleep forever after you die" is like a stroke of genius. Look at Changsun Yinren's face, tsk tsk, it's even darker than Fang Jun...
Changsun Wuji almost fell over with anger, his lungs almost exploded!
Mother!
How could Fang Xuanling give birth to such a wicked creature? I know you can write poems and lyrics, but you can't always use me as a raft, right?
This bastard who is not a son of man makes me angry!
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