Chapter 2251 Beggar
Seeing Fang Jun glance at the few beggars not far in front from time to time, the leader of the family behind him, Wei Ying, rode up, a little behind by one horse head, and approached him and asked in a low voice: "Erlang, what's wrong? .”
Fang Jun whispered: "Do you think those beggars are quite unusual?"
Wei Ying's heart tightened, and he subconsciously put his hand on the handle of the horizontal knife at his waist. He frowned and looked forward. He didn't see anything for a long time...
There are just a few beggars. I have seen many beggars before. What’s so unusual about them?
"There's nothing unusual..."
Fang Jun said: "No? There are many unusual places!"
He coughed and saw that all the generals were already at his side. When people entering the city saw this group of people wearing bright clothes and angry horses, they knew that they were either rich or noble, so they all stayed away to avoid unnecessary encounters. Trouble, then he gently emphasized and said: "Let me tell you, throughout the ages, beggars have never rebelled. Why? Because apart from birth, old age, illness and death, as long as a person can get up early, he will not beg for food! ”
Wei Ying: "..."
A family of generals: "..."
This sounds a bit childish, but if you think about it carefully, it makes sense.
At present, the Tang Dynasty is peaceful and prosperous all over the world. In recent years, Guanzhong has been enjoying good weather, with abundant resources and abundant people, and few refugees.
As long as they are not disabled or elderly women or children, they can always find a bite to eat and will not be reduced to begging on the streets.
Beggars are a type of refugee, and refugees are lowly people with no household registration and no permanent property. Their status is much lower than that of slaves. They are almost the same as dolphins and dogs. No one cares about their life or death...
Moreover, Chang'an is at the foot of the emperor and the capital city. The management is usually extremely strict. Very few beggars come back to Chang'an to beg. The dandies everywhere have always been lawless. If they don't like you and think you are blocking the road, they may give you a job. It is also common to whip up meat and stew it, or even tie it up and throw it into the Wei River to feed the fish.
Jingzhao Mansion will not care about the life and death of a beggar...
Looking at it this way, these beggars waiting to enter the city among the crowd are indeed suspicious.
Could it be that it was a masterpiece sent by the countries in the Western Regions?
The generals put their hands on the handles of their knives one after another, staring at the beggars with bright eyes. If they were really the work of the enemy, once they were captured, it would be a credit.
Fang Jun was almost angry to death and winked quickly. Only then did these people wake up and dispersed a little, not daring to stare at them anymore.
If it is true that the enemy country is doing something meticulous, then it won't be scared away, right?
When entering the city, the city guards searched several beggars. There was probably nothing to search for, so they waved their hands impatiently and put them into the city.
When Fang Jun arrived at the gate of the city, the soldiers guarding the city hurriedly greeted him, nodding and bowing to say hello: "Erlang, did you not return to the city last night? Then be careful of His Highness Gao Yang's family law!"
Fang Jun took a closer look and saw that he was another second-generation ancestor of a noble family. Otherwise, how could the other soldiers dare to talk to him like this? He doesn't mind it himself. When a person reaches a certain level, he doesn't care too much about others being trembling and fearful of you. On the contrary, ordinary jokes and jokes make him more easy-going.
The superficial respect was no longer in his heart.
What’s the point of smiling in front of your face and cursing your mother in your heart?
But with his current reputation and status, how many people can make jokes in front of him?
This leaves only these second-generation ancestors who are not stingy...
Fang Jun ignored his ridicule, pointed the riding crop in his hand at the beggars who had just entered the city gate, and said: "Chang'an is an important place in the capital and at the foot of the emperor. If beggars are allowed to run rampant, wouldn't it be detrimental to the face of the Tang Dynasty? People can beg everywhere in the world, so they can be driven elsewhere, but the face of the capital still needs to be preserved.”
The city guard was a little embarrassed. He pondered for a moment and then said: "This matter is not something that we, the little gatekeepers, can expel without permission. It is the responsibility of the Jingzhao Mansion. How dare I exceed my authority?"
Fang Jun stared at him for a while, feeling guilty about the soldier, and quickly turned his head away, not daring to look at Fang Jun.
Fang Jun was suspicious. Even though the gatekeepers were no different from ordinary soldiers, they had the heavy responsibility of guarding the city gates and checking the people coming and going. Therefore, they were regarded as fat men. They usually belonged to aristocratic families or the families of honorable ministers and nobles. The branch children responsible for this are easily out of reach.
These guys are always arrogant, how can they care about Jingzhao Mansion?
Fang Jun said solemnly, "If I remember correctly, are you from the Dugu family?"
The soldier's face lit up and he said hurriedly: "Exactly, Erlang really has a good memory. The last time His Highness Ankang celebrated his birthday, I was ordered to entertain guests outside the mansion."
Fang Jun said: "You are clever and well-spoken, and you have a tight tongue. You are a talented person. I have a good friendship with Dugu Mou. I will definitely recommend him to me when I have a drink someday..."
The soldier was even more delighted: "Thank you Erlang for your support!"
Although Fang Jun has been dismissed from his post, who can't see that this is the emperor's deliberate suppression? As long as he turns his head, this guy will definitely rise to the top. Maybe in the blink of an eye, he can become the chief official of the six yamen, or even become the prime minister.
Who can ignore such a recommendation?
It’s going to be developed!
However, Fang Jun hadn't finished his words yet. He continued: "...Mobei is a good place. The sky is high and the clouds are vast. The fields are vast. A man with ambition can fulfill his lifelong ambition. He only needs to stay for a few years to compete with the Tuqi from the north." Shiren fought hard and won a wife and a son. "
The soldier's face turned pale...
If you don’t stay in Guanzhong, who the hell wants to go to Mobei?
Furthermore, the Tuqi Shi people were brave and good at fighting, and even though they were surrounded by powerful enemies such as the Tang Dynasty, Western Turks, Kunjian, etc., they still did not care about peace and order. They were the kind of barbarians who could not be beaten to death or surrendered. If the Tang cavalry did not use firearms, there would be nothing they could do.
If you fight against the Tuqishi people, isn't that going to end in death?
Not all children of aristocratic families have a desire to make contributions; more of them are indolent and lazy...
The soldier was helpless. He knew that if Fang Jun really mentioned such a thing to Dugu Mou, he would definitely go to serve in Mobei.
He could only look around and whispered: "Those people are not real beggars. They hold the seal of Prince Jing's Mansion and claim to be the slaves sent by His Highness Prince Jing on official business. They only got there because of an accident on the road." Looks like..."
Fang Jun raised his eyebrows.
Prince Jing's Mansion?
With his mind spinning, he patted the soldier on the shoulder and said, "Dugu Cheng, right? Work hard and you will have a bright future!"
After saying that, he took his own tribe and left.
Dugu Cheng rubbed his face and sighed.
Have a future?
What a fart future!
Although the Dugu family are relatives of the emperor and have deep roots, there are countless children like him who live far away from home. How can the family take care of them? If you can create some names to attract the attention of the family, you may be able to get some resources to cultivate them, otherwise you can only let them fend for themselves.
Just now I thought I was close to Fang Jun. If I could get Fang Jun's recommendation, even just mentioning it, it would be my good fortune.
Now Wang Xuance has long become a legend among all the Chang'an gatekeepers. Who wouldn't want to be like him and be lucky enough to be favored by Fang Jun, and then have a prosperous official career and a smooth career?
But now Dugu Cheng is praying to God and praying to Buddha, hoping that Fang Jun will quickly forget what happened today, and he must never mention it in front of Dugu Mou...
When I returned to the city gate and stood still, I couldn't help but blame the servants in Prince Jing's Mansion.
You are so immortal, why did you come to the city gate at this time?
I was depressed and my temper got angry. It happened that a few beggars came in front of me...
Dugu Cheng's eyes widened and he scolded: "Mother! Damn it, where did these beggars come from, lining up to enter the city, waiting to be reincarnated?"
The soldier next to him didn't hear the conversation he had just had with Fang Jun, so he didn't know why. He asked curiously: "After all, they are just a few beggars, why are they so angry?"
Dugu deliberately said that if it weren't for those unlucky beggars just now, why would Fang Jun care about him? As long as that guy mentioned a few words in front of Dugu Mou, with Dugu Mou's cautious temperament, he would definitely be afraid that he would offend Fang Jun, so he would fight him far away.
Although it is just a distant branch of the Dugu family, it is still Dugu, which is equivalent to a talisman in Chang'an City.
When you go out to the state capitals and counties, who the hell knows who you are?
Those were the most miserable days!
The anger in his heart was rising. When he glanced sideways and saw the beggars in front of him looking at him, he suddenly became angry. He picked up the sheathed sword in his hand and pointed at these beggars. He smashed it over and cursed: " Mother! Why can't one or two strong men with arms and legs have to beg like pigs and dogs on the streets? I will teach you a lesson for your ancestors today!"
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The horizontal sword was sheathed, so it wouldn't hurt anyone, but it was an iron tool weighing more than ten kilograms. If it hit the body, if it were solid, it would break bones and tendons.
A few beggars were struck by a scabbard and screamed for mercy.
As he was typing, Dugu Cheng discovered that these beggars would intentionally or unintentionally protect a beggar in the middle who had disheveled hair and a dirty face. He was suspicious in his heart, and the scabbard kept greeting this beggar.
Sure enough, these beggars would even take the initiative to stand in front of the beggar. Dugu Cheng shouted: "There is a problem with these beggars, let me take them down!"
The soldiers behind him were still stunned, wondering why this man was having trouble with beggars today?
When those beggars saw that something was not going well, one of them shouted, and they immediately fled in panic, not even bothering to enter the city.
The soldiers guarding the city finally realized that there is really something wrong with these beggars, otherwise why would you run away?
"Stop!"
"Mom, if you run again, your legs will be broken!"
"No one can let go!"
A group of soldiers drew their swords and chased after him with their claws and teeth bared. (End of chapter)