Without Zhang Tianrui as an uninvited guest, fellow students of Xin Chou Ke in the 17th year of Chenghua were eating and drinking, reciting poems and writing poems, telling each other about their experiences in entering the officialdom for the first time, and grumbling like novices in the officialdom together. The atmosphere was so cheerful. It lasted from noon to evening. Then everyone returned home happily.
When Fang Yingwu, who was half drunk and half awake, returned to the gate of the county government office, he saw a dozen people wearing sackcloth and mourning kneeling outside the county government office. He called the gate guard and asked, "Who is this? Are you filing a complaint?"
The gate guard reported back: "A few days ago, several camp officials were beheaded in the hands of the great master. These people in front of me are all relatives. They came here to ask the great master to return their bodies. They have been kneeling again for half a day."
Fang Yingwu snorted coldly and said: "The court has not yet reached a conclusion on this matter. When the court has a result, the bodies will be returned to them! In addition, they are told not to block the gate of the county government and make nonsense, otherwise they will be dealt with strictly according to the law!" "
On the next day, Fang Yingwu went to court to resolve the case. At noon, he saw a servant rushing to the county government office and conveying a message to him: "The master has sent a message, asking the young master to go home at night!"
What did his father want to do with him? Fang Yingwu thought about it for a while, but he didn't have any clue, so he had to press the button temporarily and continue to solve the case. When the sun set in the west, Fang Dazhi stretched his waist, put on his clothes and obeyed the side door of the county government office. Go out quietly.
When the disciple of the Fang family saw Fang Yingwu coming back, he took the initiative to report: "The master is waiting in the study. He said that when the young master comes back, he will go directly to the study to see him. There must be no mistake."
Fang Yingwu nodded and went straight to the study room in the east courtyard. After entering the study room and bowing, he asked: "My son is working hard in the county government at the county government office. Suddenly I heard my father summoning my son to go home. What's the important matter?" "
Fang Qingzhi put down the scroll in his hand, raised his head, and said calmly, "What's the deal between you and Sima Zhang, Shao of the Ministry of War?"
Fang Yingwu was surprised, but he couldn't lie and deny it in front of his father, so he had to ask: "Such a secret thing...how did my father know about it?"
"Secret you..." The gentle and elegant Fang Qingzhi suddenly almost cursed, but he restrained himself and took a sip of tea before continuing: "Secretary Zhang of the Ministry of War has been keeping a low profile before. Now he is uncharacteristically suddenly There must be a reason for being so arrogant. And seeing that Shilang Zhang is so impassioned about you, everyone feels that Shilang Zhang must have some conspiracy with you!"
Fang Yingwu argued forcefully: "You can't say that. Minister Zhang is the left minister of the Ministry of War. What's weird about saying a few words about the marching law? Is your father worrying too much?"
"It's not strange when it comes to others, but it's very strange when it comes to you!" Fang Qingzhi snorted coldly: "Who are you, Fang Dazhi County? Can you bring down Shang Ming, depose the West Factory, and force you to leave? The majestic official of the capital city, the censor of the capital!
No one knows. Who doesn’t know? You don’t know how clever your methods are in Dazhi County! This time you are suddenly connected with Zhang Shilang. If there is no method, it will be a ghost!
And don’t forget that your Dazhi County magistrate is the son-in-law of Mr. Liu Boye, and Mr. Zhang is a fellow villager of Mr. Liu. If you are connected together, how can there be no conspiracy! "
When did you, the old man, become so wise and powerful? Fang Yingwu coughed and said, "Yin and yang strange things are not the words of a gentleman. As an example for my son, father, I should be careful about what I say!"
Without waiting for his father to react, he asked cautiously: "Did my father think of these words, or did others discuss them?"
Fang Qingzhi sneered and replied: "That's what I thought and heard. I don't know how many comments I heard in the past day or two! Are you still consciously secretive?"
Damn it! How did the situation become like this? It’s a little different from what I imagined... Fang Yingwu asked again with a grimace: "What else are you talking about?"
Fang Qingzhi's face darkened, and he was obviously dissatisfied with the role of his father, the conspirator, and felt that it was not honorable. "Many people believed that you had played a trick in it, and they speculated like riddles, and even found some
I asked my father face to face!
Some people say that you must have mastered the criminal evidence of the five battalion officers, so you did not reveal it, waiting to throw it out at the critical moment; others say that your beheading was a bluff, and you were just waiting for the short-sighted to fall into the trap; also
someone said......"
Damn, has anyone guessed all of his little thoughts? Fang Yingwu was stunned, and the last trace of luck in his heart disappeared.
At this moment, he felt as if he had been stripped naked, standing naked in front of the public for others to point at. He couldn't help but said to himself again, how could things become like this...
Fang Qingzhi was happy to see his son beaten in this regard. He added: "In your words, there is nothing new under the sun!"
Ignoring his father's words, Fang Yingwu quickly figured out the key and couldn't help but let out a long sigh. The art of war says that a perfect combination leads to a surprise victory. Unknowingly, it turned out that he had already lost
Qualified to be a surprise soldier.
The art of war emphasizes winning by surprise. It is because of surprise that others will not be on guard. Just like when I was dealing with Shang Ming and Dai Jin, I am afraid that they did not regard me as a person of the same level and weight in their hearts, nor did they think
If you can kill them, then with this mentality, you are a rare soldier.
An unexpected surprise attack on the enemy camp could very well turn the tide of the battle. It was in this unprepared situation that Shang Ming collapsed without even using one-tenth of his strength.
Now, after things like Shang Ming and Dai Jin, he has indeed come out in the limelight and gained great prestige, but there are advantages and disadvantages. I am afraid that in the eyes of interested people, he will become the focus of attention in the near future.
If "odd" is no longer "odd"... Just like this time, when I had a slight contact with Zhang Shilang, I immediately attracted the attention of others. They all believed that I must have a conspiracy and worked hard to surround my every move.
Just guess, what else is surprising?
There are so many smart people in the world, but it’s just the difference between being caring and not caring. Once so many people pay close attention to themselves and preconceptionally believe that they have a plan, of course their plans will be undetectable and full of loopholes.
.As the saying goes, as long as you use your heart, there really is nothing new under the sun.
Thinking of this, Fang Yingwu couldn't help but feel extremely distressed and crouched in the corner with his head in his hands. He was just a small magistrate. Once he lost his ability to be a surprise soldier, he could not win by surprise but by timing. How could he possibly gain control from the court?
Cheap? If a group of court officials take it seriously and treat themselves like a lion fighting a rabbit with all their strength, how can I tolerate it?
I really have a lot of knowledge about how to be a person and do things. I feel that I have done nothing wrong, but this situation still happens inadvertently. Everything has two sides, there are advantages and disadvantages. I really need to pay attention to restraint in the future!
PS: Let me post the chapter I wrote last night first. The plot behind it is not well conceived, so I don’t dare to post this chapter. In addition, I was thinking about the rhythm issue yesterday and found that the rhythm is too slow now, which often results in too much to write and nothing to write.
I feel like I need to speed up the pace next, write more about the key moments, and skip the non-key moments.