Chapter five hundred and sixty fifth family knowledge
After such an encounter in Linqing, Fang Ying's leisurely mood flew away like a bird. He even wished he could spread his wings and fly back to the capital like a bird. He did not dare to waste any more time along the way.
He went straight to the capital as fast as he could.
In early March, Fang Yingwu arrived at Tongzhou Pier in Jingdong. After a short rest, he rushed to the capital in the early morning. He entered the city from Chongwen Gate at about noon, and then went to the Ministry of War according to the rules and returned the imperial envoy's customs defense to the Ministry of War. As for the king's flag,
He had been sent back to Nanjing by the flag officer long ago.
Then Fang Yingwu rushed to the Xicheng Metropolitan Procuratorate before San Yamen, reported his name and registered a number, indicating that the mission was officially over, and awaited a detailed inspection by the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
The above are the stipulated procedures for imperial envoys returning to Beijing. The imperial court will arrange the following work only after the Metropolitan Procuratorate has completed its investigation and reached a conclusion.
After Fang Yingwu came out from the Metropolitan Procuratorate, his official duties were temporarily over and he could go home to rest. As the saying goes, put public affairs first before private affairs.
Arriving at the entrance of Fangzhai Hutong, Fang Yingwu suddenly relaxed all over. After all, the feeling of going home was different from outside.
Just then, a warm spring breeze blew across his face. Fang Yingwu closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Is this the feeling of home?
Fang Yingwu had just muttered "I'm back" silently, when the voice of his long follower and bodyguard Fang Yingshi suddenly came to his ears: "Be careful!"
Fang Yingwu opened his eyes, and suddenly a cloud of dust from nowhere sprinkled on his face in the direction of the wind, almost blinding him. Before he could react, another piece of paper swirled and stuck to his forehead.
superior.
Fang Yingwu hurriedly pulled off the paper on his forehead, and when he looked down, he saw a piece of common yellow paper. The kind of yellow paper that was burned.
Slightly unlucky! Fang Yingwu threw away the yellow paper and quickened his pace. He was ready to go home to wash away this bad luck.
But when he walked to the front door of his house, what he could see was ashes on the ground. The dust rose and fell from time to time with the spring breeze, and some unburned paper candles burned incense...
Whose family is dead? Fang Yingwu was furious. He pointed at the mess in front of the door and shouted at his doorkeeper: "What's going on? How do you guard the door?"
The disciple was extremely aggrieved, "Young master, you don't know something! During this period, people always came to the door, saying that they wanted to worship you, the little master, as a star king. I couldn't stop you! I could only persuade them to take the sacrifices back."
, so as not to waste the food, otherwise there will be pig heads and roast chicken all over the floor..."
Fang Yingwu was dumbfounded when he heard this. He stood inside the door and looked up to the sky and sighed: "The world is full of stupid men and women. It's pathetic, pathetic!"
Wang Ying had already gone home to report the news, and when Fang Yingwu entered the house, his father Fang Qingzhi was already waiting in the hall.
When you put business before private affairs outside, you must first explain your business affairs clearly before going home; when you arrive at home, you put business before private affairs, which means you must first pay a visit to your parents and elders.
Fang Yingwu bowed obediently to his father, and then stood up to answer questions. Fang Qingzhi asked a few questions about his errands, and Fang Yingwu briefly explained what he had done.
Finally, Fang Qingzhi sighed: "Although you are only treating the symptoms and not the root cause, you don't have enough time. It is already very good to be able to treat the symptoms to this extent in half a year."
Fang Yingwu was a little surprised. His father had made great progress and could actually see clearly. Fang Qingzhi waved his hand again and ordered: "You go back to the house and wash up first. Have dinner with my father in the evening."
Returning to the west courtyard, Fang Yingwu finished washing. He had a happy and tender moment with his concubine, teased his two sons a few times, and then went to have dinner with his father.
A gentleman eats and sleeps silently. He doesn't talk much while eating, and the scene is a bit dull. After the meal, the father and son went to the study and sat down to have tea.
Fang Qingzhi put down the teacup and said, "Are you...not really some kind of star king who descended to earth?"
Fang Yingwu shouted: "Of course not! The body and skin are affected by the parents. Doesn't the father know what is going on with me, my son?"
Fang Qingzhi couldn't help scratching his head, and said in a tangled tone: "As a father, I have been thinking about resigning your official post for you, and asking you to become an official."
Fang Yingwu was shocked. He carefully observed his words and expressions and found that his father did not seem to be joking. He hurriedly asked: "Why is this?"
Fang Yingwu couldn't help but panic. This was an era where the father was the guide for the son. If his father told him to give up his fame and wealth, he couldn't refuse, otherwise it would be disobedient and unfilial.
Fang Qingzhi sighed, "I have lived in vain for nearly forty years as a father, and I have never seen anyone become a great immortal while serving as an official. How can I meet people like my father?"
You have seen what the scene looks like outside the house. How is it different from a foolish man and a foolish woman worshiping a great immortal? How will it be in the long run? Don’t make yourself a laughing stock as an official!"
Becoming an official and becoming a great immortal? Fang Yingwu couldn't care less about appreciating his father's cold humor and held his head in great distress, "Son, I don't want this either! The changes in the sky should have nothing to do with me, but for some reason it became mixed up.
That’s it!”
Fang Qingzhi added: "It was only after the sudden change that Dongchang released the news, saying that Wang Jing's death was the fault of Dongchang personnel, and it indeed had nothing to do with you. Unfortunately, it was too late."
"What? Did Dongchang release the news after the natural disaster happened?" Fang Yingwu keenly grasped the key point and asked quickly.
Fang Qingzhi nodded: "Yes, Dongchang sent the news to Di the day after the change. Now it seems that my father feels that Dongchang did it deliberately!
Dongchang didn't report any news before, probably to draw the limelight to you on purpose! If Dongchang had distanced you earlier, no one would think of you even if things changed again."
This is definitely not a coincidence, Wang Zhi is probably responsible for it! Fang Yingwu never expected that the problem lies in the most reliable link. He was so sad and angry that he yelled in his heart: Wang Zhi, I will punch your lungs out!
It was another matter to settle accounts with Wang Zhiqiu. Fang Yingwu quickly asked his father: "Have such random rumors ever violated the taboos of the court?"
Fang Qingzhi shook his head helplessly: "It's not a taboo at the moment. There are many rumors about various gods and gods in the world. Foolish men and women worship gods and seek immortality at will. You are not missing. Even in the palace,
Isn’t there some kind of living god and national master?
As long as you don't make false claims about the celestial phenomena or make up celestial secrets, it's fine. But there are still a lot of hidden dangers. If the court ever thinks of cracking down on the evil gods and temples, you should take it easy."
Fang Yingwu was speechless. What are the people thinking these days? It’s true that the people of the country are keen on creating gods, so don’t make it on his head, okay? Even if you want to create a god, you have to wait until he is dead before canonizing him.
ah!
Just when Fang Yingwu thought of this, he heard his father say: "Since ancient times, there have been many officials who became gods, but they all became gods after death, just like the allusion of Bao Longtu becoming Yama.
But you are too ridiculous to be like this, so you should just resign. Otherwise, if things go on like this, sooner or later, you will become a disaster and it will affect your family."
Fang Yingwu was frightened and shouted loudly: "Father, can you think of another way? Don't keep going around trying to ask my son to resign!"
PS: It took me a few hours longer than originally planned and I wrote a thousand or hundreds of words less, but I tried my best...
