Chapter 1941 Everyone has his own ambition
After just a few drinks, Li Siwen suddenly sighed and said, "I want to give you the title of 'Civil and Military Heroes, the Four Young Masters of Chang'an' in Chang'an City back then. Now Hou Shijie is exiled in Qiongzhou, not knowing whether he is alive or dead. Chai Lingwu describes us as strangers and parting ways. Even Changsun Huan is drifting away..."
The atmosphere froze for a moment, and everyone felt a little sad.
With different statuses, different identities, and different camps, it is inevitable that the pure friendship in the past will gradually become mixed with more things. However, Hou Shijie was sent to Qiongzhou because of his father Hou Junji's rebellion. Although he was never executed by the emperor, he was sent to Qiongzhou and was not pardoned. He was afraid that he would have no hope of returning to Chang'an for the rest of his life. Changsun Huan was promoted to be the leader of the Changsun family because his eldest grandson Chong disappeared without a trace. The successor, because of the relationship between the factions, has an irreparable gap with everyone...
"Hehe..."
A pretty Qingguo man sat next to Fang Jun. At this moment, he covered his small mouth with his snow-white hands and chuckled: "What is the Fourth Young Master of Chang'an? Why did the slave family hear about 'the heroes of civil and military affairs, the four pests of Chang'an'?" ”
"Oh haha! I think back then, when the four evils appeared, gods and ghosts would change things, all the young girls and young wives on the street would panic and run around, telling each other, lest they could avoid it!"
The eldest grandson, Jiaqing, laughed heartily, clearly nostalgic for the days when he followed the "Four Pests" and swaggered through the market.
Li Siwen knocked on the dishes and said angrily: "What are you talking about? What does it mean that all the young ladies and young wives are running around? Let's not talk about others for now. You see, Erlang only has one wife, one concubine, and one concubine. How can there be such a pure and kind-hearted dandy in the world who lives his life guarding a princess of Gaoyang and a lady of martial arts without ever marrying? "
Qin Yingdao smiled the meanest way: "A moral gentleman is not as good as Erlang. Those old Confucians talk about benevolence, justice and morality. Which of them is not seventy or eighty years old and still has a pretty little girl stuffed into the room? We are the second room, that is the real Ya'an Self-exalted, I see pink as a skull and beauty as a floating cloud.”
The whole audience burst out laughing.
All the charming singers and courtesans were all smiling, covering their little mouths and flying their flirtatious eyes towards Fang Jun. The reputation of such a playboy spread throughout Guanzhong, but yet he could be recognized by the word "sex". There are not many good men in the world who are upright and upright.
Whose girl is not pregnant?
Living in a brothel in the world of mortals, I am used to being hugged and betrayed. A man like Fang Jun, who is almost loyal, can make these girls who have read about the indifference of human nature the most excited, not to mention Fang Junying's energetic charm. He was a man of great power and destined to become a pillar of the Tang Dynasty. Even if he failed to enter his family and become a slave, just a moment of pleasure was enough to reminisce about his life and double his worth...
Fang Jun responded with a glare and said angrily: "Yi Guogong was a hero for a lifetime, brave enough to win the three armies, how could he give birth to such a dirty thing like you?"
Qin Huaidao looked tired: "I don't know how it happened. How about I go to my house and ask my father?"
Qu Tuquan slapped the table and laughed: "How dare he? Looking at Chang'an, the only one who can conquer Fang and Fang is Duke Yi! If he dares to ask, I guarantee that Duke Yi will definitely break three of his legs. ! ”
Cheng Chubi asked in a sullen voice: "Where did you get the three legs?"
Everyone laughed.
Then a man from the Qing Dynasty covered his lips and smiled, his eyes moved, and he said in a whisper: "Fang Erlang is so handsome and handsome, he is the best among men. I am afraid that the third leg is also strong and strong, and he always looks high and leering. The dragon is soaring and the tiger is leaping, the spirit is extraordinary..."
At this time, even Xue Wanche also touched his hands and laughed, almost crying.
Fang Jun stared at the Qingguo. The Qingguo was not afraid. His eyebrows were curved and his face was slightly red. He slightly shrank and hid behind his sisters. His shy look made Fang Jun smile helplessly. stand up.
Whether you say good things or bad things, they are always complimentary words, so you won’t fall out, right?
Too stingy...
Xue Wanche liked this kind of atmosphere very much. He had a rough and unruly temperament and was able to let go of his airs. He quickly got along with the gang of nephews and nephews. Even Li Siwen didn't take it seriously when he made jokes about him, and even boasted about his past achievements. .
"... That year, they conquered Xue Yantuo and fought at the Nuozhen River. At first, the British did not expect that Xue Yantuo would dare to take action first and were not on guard. As a result, Xue Yantuo's army fired thousands of arrows, causing heavy casualties to the cavalry. The battle was fierce at that time. I led a group of The branch divisions detoured behind the enemy's rear, fighting invincibly all the way, killing Xue Yantuo's army in the rear until it was dark and covered with corpses, and finally attacked from both front and rear. After defeating Xue Yantuo, the British prince personally dismounted and held the reins for me. He said frankly that he was able to achieve the greatest success in this battle... Hey, hey, what do you think? Don't you believe me? Go ask now if you don't believe me. I asked the British Lord, if I hadn’t made a roundabout way into the enemy’s rear during the battle against Nuozhenshui, wouldn’t he have suffered the most painful defeat in his life?”
"We are kidding! The general is heroic and invincible on the battlefield. There are few rivals in our army of the Tang Dynasty. How can we dare to disobey? It's just that the world is at peace now, and occasionally a few clowns will cause trouble. The border towns have already been wiped out before the battle report was submitted to the capital. We were born into a noble family, and military exploits are fundamental, but we have never even been to the battlefield. It is a pity in our lives!"
"Yes! Erlang's poem was well written: The husband holds the Wu hook with only one hand, and his ambition is higher than the Baizhang Tower! Who has made history in the past ten thousand years, looking for a prince three thousand miles away! As a noble son, he can't immediately With fame and title, my elder brother will inherit the family title, so can we just be a bastard waiting to die for the rest of our lives?”
The people here are all the bastards and second sons of the family. They are not qualified to inherit the title or property of the family. They have never been valued by the family. Although they are able to hold official positions because of the family's cuteness, their futures are not bright and they are idle. scattered.
If it were normal, that would be fine. Wouldn't it be just eating and waiting to die?
These second-generation sons have no other abilities. Being a dandy, fighting cocks, walking dogs, eating, drinking, and gambling is almost an innate ability. Anyway, with the support of the family, there is no need to worry about it, so why bother to fight for a future? ?
However, Confucius said it well: People do not worry about scarcity, but about inequality...
We are not afraid of comparing goods, but we are afraid of comparing ourselves to others.
They are both the second and youngest sons in the family. They are also young, frivolous, arrogant and uneducated. But look at Fang Jun. Suddenly he wakes up overnight. He is a high-ranking civil and military official. He is like the leader of the younger generation of officials. After several years of qualifications, even the ministers and ministers of the political affairs hall had to look at him squarely and call him "colleagues"!
Apart from anything else, let’s just talk about Changsun Wuji. This sinister man is the most hateful in the hearts of the younger generation of dandies, but everyone is afraid of him. This sinister man is always present and leaves no trace. He can be described as sinister and vicious, and the big furniture hates him. And I'm afraid, when I see him, who doesn't keep his tail between his legs obediently, for fear of making Changsun Wuji dissatisfied and causing trouble for him?
But look what Fang Jun did?
If you dare to mess with me, even if you are the eldest grandson of Yin, I will still fight you!
Not only did it happen, but it happened more than once; not only did it happen more than once, but it didn’t even happen!
……
The gap is getting bigger and bigger, and anyone with a bit of ambition will inevitably be jealous.
In the past, we were all dandies who ran rampant in Chang'an together. Why are you so good?
Xue Wanche took a sip of wine, stretched his hand into the lapel of the beautiful woman in his arms, grasped a ball of soft flesh, and said with deep approval: "This poem is well written! In my opinion, those famous literati and poets are , not as much as Erlang! Those sour poems! The rotten words are humming, and they are all unfamiliar words and new words that I can’t understand. How can they compare with the simple words and profound meanings of Erlang’s poems? That makes sense! You young people have this. My heart is good, I just have to work hard while I am young so that I can live up to my good years! Think about how famous the Xue family in Hedong was back then. But since my father passed away, the family has fallen into disrepair and the family has become deserted. People are willing to take it Do you take my brothers seriously? Nowadays, my brothers are all high-ranking officials, not because of the shadow of their ancestors, but because they fought with real swords, blood and sweat on the battlefield. This is true. The toughness! ”
This guy obviously puts himself in the position of an elder, rarely acting as a life mentor, instilling what he believes to be correct principles into these young people.
He has always been shown to others as a reckless and upright man, which is simply synonymous with vulgarity. How could he ever be so tireless and teach like a famous teacher?
This made Xue Wanche feel very happy, as if he had found the value of life, and he couldn't stop...
It snowed heavily today. I set out for Dalian in the morning. The highway was closed. It took more than 100 kilometers to drive on the national highway for five hours. It took nearly four hours to come back. I was exhausted...
(End of chapter)