Chapter 1681 Le Yanwei looking for trouble
Le Yanwei was very depressed.
Le family's ancestral home is Nanyang, and later moved to Yongzhou. After three generations of business, they were just a member of the noble family, with no power and influence, and were far from being a wealthy family.
Under such circumstances, how could Le Yanwei, who had deep ambitions for an official career, refuse the kindness offered by the Shilin leaders? Therefore, even though he knew that the Fang family was not easy to deal with, he had to bite the bullet and agree to it. If you don't follow up when someone gives you a chance, it's not just a matter of shamelessness...
Le Yanwei had no choice but to make up his mind to gain the recognition of the mainstream civil servants at the cost of offending the Fangs and his sons. Even if he was likely to suffer backlash from the Fangs, it was still considered a blessing to join the Shilin Qingliu camp headed by Xiao Yu. It was an unexpected surprise.
But who would have expected that Liu Jie would have a foot in it again?
Throughout the whole day, Le Yanwei almost turned her hair gray from worry and didn't know how to explain it to Xiao Yu. It is such a difficult situation for the humble gentry. There are no knowledgeable elders in the clan to analyze the pros and cons of the current situation for you, and there is no one in a high position to help you solve the crisis. You can only rely on yourself for everything.
When it got dark, after supervising the collection of rents and taxes in Jingyang, he returned to the Yushitai to give a summary of the day. As he was thinking about how to explain to Xiao Yu with a frown on his face, Liu Jie sent someone to call him over...
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Le Yanwei stayed in Jingyang for a whole day, so it was naturally impossible for him to know what happened at Lishan Farm. When he first heard that Liu Ji said that he felt unwell and asked him to go to Lishan Farm tomorrow, Le Yanwei was stunned at first, and then was inexplicably happy. , I just felt that all the clouds in the sky had dispersed.
Time comes and turns...
After returning home, I held my newly married concubine in my arms for half a night. At dawn the next day, I asked my maid to wash myself. Then I rode straight to Lishan Mountain with dark circles under my eyes.
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The Fang family father and son had a candle-lit night talk.
Even though Fang Jun had the experience of being reborn, he had deep knowledge of the rise and fall of dynasties throughout the ages. He himself had spent several years in officialdom, but after all he had never stood in the position of the prime minister of a country, and his understanding of things was inevitably superficial in the past. .
Fang Xuanling is a well-known prime minister in history. He is unique in both his philosophy of governing the country and his political wisdom. He detailed many experiences and insights, and when Fang and Jun combined them and confirmed each other, he suddenly felt enlightened. ……
The reborn person is not omnipotent, and eagerness for quick success is not only a way to death, but also the source of disaster for the country.
The father and son chatted until dawn in the east. After all, Fang Xuanling was too old and exhausted, so he went to sleep groggily. Fang Jun was inexplicably excited, feeling like a "broken mirror" in the fantasy world, and he only felt that he was His state of mind was much higher than before. He was in a happy mood and no longer sleepy. He washed his face and put on a set of ordinary clothes.
He has never paid attention to appearance at home, and his food and clothing expenses are all based on practicality and comfort, and he is never greedy for ostentation. This gown is made of cotton that has just been spun in the workshop. It looks dull, soft and sloppy, but it is light, breathable and close to the body. In this way, Fang Jun, who has been wearing silk since his rebirth, seems to have regained the feeling of his previous life. ……
Wearing a pair of cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles casually, his clothes were ordinary and not half as elegant as those of a child from an aristocratic family, but they were clean and refreshing. He strolled out of the village gate and started walking around the farm in the early morning.
The cement road in front of the Fangjia Manor, which runs from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, has already formed a prosperous commercial area near the manor that is no less than a market town. Dozens of shops were spread out along both sides of the cement road, including cloth shops, pawn shops, wine shops, horse and carriage shops, grocery stores... The place where thousands of people lived together was already considered a small county town in the Tang Dynasty.
Fang Jun wandered along the street, feeling the prosperous atmosphere and feeling extremely proud in his heart.
This is Zhuangzi built by himself. Without him, the entire Lishan Mountain will become the royal back garden, and the abundant water conservancy will flow in vain. Until the water level in Guanzhong drops in a few hundred years, the springs and rivers on Lishan Mountain will dry up. Where will it happen? Is there such a grand scene of greenhouses and paddy fields spread all over the mountainside?
Not to mention that it was because of him that many people here did not become refugees, did not die of cold and hunger and were abandoned in the wilderness. Instead, they thrived and lived a prosperous life here.
Where does human satisfaction come from?
In Fang Jun's view, it is absolutely important to reflect one's own value and bring happiness to others.
Give someone a rose, and the fragrance will linger in your hands...
"Hey, Erlang didn't return to Chang'an last night?"
The fat proprietress of the steamed bun shop was taking off the steamer and opening the lid. A stream of hot white steam rose up, followed by a rich aroma.
Yes, in the Tang Dynasty, steamed buns may also have aroma, because sometimes they have fillings... The name "baozi" did not exist in the Tang Dynasty. It only appeared in the Song Dynasty, but there is definitely such a thing as steamed buns. Of course, people in the Tang Dynasty always called steamed buns "steamed buns" regardless of whether they were stuffed or not. Later, only steamed buns with stuffing were called steamed buns by northerners...
When Fang Jun heard this, he stopped and walked to the shop. He reached for a bun and took a bite. The skin of the bun was soft and hot, and the stuffing inside was stuffed with finely minced pork. It was so delicious!
While gnawing on the buns, Fang Jun poked his head into the shop and muttered: "Hey, where is your Jin Linger? I haven't seen this girl for several days. I'm so confused."
The fat proprietress pinched her waist and stared at her eyes and yelled: "Oh, I know you have no good intentions for our daughter. Jin Ling'er has already promised her husband's family, so you should give up!"
Fang Jun took a bite of the bun and said dissatisfied: "What are you talking about? What does it mean to be unkind? Your daughter is pretty, why don't you look at her twice? If you dare to make noise again, believe it or not, I will send someone to kill you immediately Your girl is snatched away and married, so that you can be a cheap mother-in-law?”
The fat landlady showed no sign of weakness: "Is there no king's law anymore? If you dare to rob a civilian girl, I will report it to the prime minister and see how he breaks your legs!"
There were two diners in the shop who were eating steamed buns with bean curd. When they heard this, they shouted: "Don't say that, Erlang. Although this fat bitch talks harshly, I'm afraid you won't need to snatch her away by then." , she will tidy up her daughter and put her on your bed!”
A little girl of thirteen or fourteen happened to lift the curtain and come out in the back room. She had a sharp chin and a fair and delicate face. She was so beautiful and pure in the mountains and fields. After hearing everyone's joking words, she blinked her eyes and realized what she was saying. open Her little face instantly turned as red as a boiled shrimp. She screamed in surprise and couldn't hold back her shame. She hid her face and ran back to the back room. Her slender waist and perky butt made a group of big men look at her. Hot eyes and heartbeat...
The fat landlady pinched her waist and yelled: "You bunch of broke people are going to follow Fang Erlang's example, right? He dares to rape the women of the people, are you all going to be accomplices?"
Someone said: "Madam boss, please don't be so harsh. I'm just asking you, if Erlang's dowry is brought to the door, will your daughter marry you?"
The fat landlady stared: "Fart! Who cares about his dowry? If he dares to marry me, I can give him all my belongings!" As she said that, she also laughed.
In the past few years, everyone has seen what Fang Erlang has done. The stick is a real stick, but he has a kind heart. With his family background and character, what kind of little girl can escape? But despite the fact that he is not doing anything right, he has never done anything like this to bully men and dominate women.
Everyone also laughed and booed. Is Fang Jun afraid of Princess Gaoyang?
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The sun is gradually rising, and Lishan Farm is already bustling with activity.
Thousands of refugees who have settled here have long lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the local residents have also become rich because of Fang Jun's large-scale purchase of land. The subsequent rice planting and greenhouse planting have not only brought a lot of wealth to the people of Lishan Farm, but also Attract rice merchants, vegetable merchants and other vendors near Guanzhong.
With a prosperous business, there will be a large influx of people. The two complement each other, making today's Lishan Farm overcrowded. The entire street in front of the gate of Fangjia Manor is occupied by various shops. It was packed and bustling early in the morning.
Vendors who came to buy vegetables, merchants who got up early in the morning waiting to pay their rent, rice merchants who wanted to buy high-quality Lishan specialties and high-quality rice from the people at high prices, and those who greeted each other and shouted to sell goods. , all kinds of sounds mixed with the aroma of rice porridge, steamed buns, steamed buns coming out of several breakfast shops... full of the comfort and peace of prosperity and prosperity.
Le Yanwei led the horse and walked in this bustling market town, looking around, looking for any clues that could be used to attack Fang Jun.
Suddenly, an arrogant word came to my ears - "Your daughter is pretty, why don't you take a second look at her? If you dare to make any noise again, believe it or not, I will immediately send someone to snatch your girl back and marry her... …”
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Um?
Robbing civilian girls? !
Le Yanwei's eyes suddenly brightened! (End of chapter)