Chapter 314 Questioning the Secret of the Old Pavilion Master’s Identity
It is a tradition to reward the troops for three days.
After handing over the military power, Fang Jue returned to Fangjiazhuang with his personal guards.
Nowadays, Fang Jue has the title of general. From the second rank, he can lead two hundred personal guards according to the regulations.
Therefore, the experts from Emperor Zun Pavilion were brought back to Fangjiazhuang by Fang Jue.
The entire capital was filled with a jubilant atmosphere. Wang Shi returned from the northern expedition, and the relevant generals were given residences in the capital.
As soon as Fang Jue stepped into the house, he heard Fang Fu coming to report.
"Sir, His Highness Prince Qin is here."
"not see."
Fang Jue was too lazy to pay attention to the King of Qin. He knew that the King of Qin had returned to Beijing, but he did not want to have anything to do with him.
Lest the emperor think too much, he really thought that the case of King Wei was brought to light by him in order to save King Qin.
"yes."
Outside Fangjiazhuang.
The King of Qin was taking his servants with him, escorting a large number of gifts, and stopped at the gate of Zhuangzi.
When Fang Fu came back, he said: "My master is too tired today to see guests. Your Highness, please come back."
"Uh, haha, yes, the teacher must be tired after coming back from a long distance, but I didn't think carefully... Then I will come to see the teacher another day."
After that, he had no choice but to take the people and leave.
"Your Highness, are we leaving like this?" Palace Chief Shi said.
"Teacher doesn't want to see me, probably because he is afraid that my father will think too much about me. He is still thinking about me. He has really good intentions." King Qin thought a lot and was self-defeating, and he was already seriously ill.
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"Have you harvested all the sweet potatoes?" Fang Jue asked.
When he first came back, he felt that there was no need to worship his ancestors because he had no ancestors in this world.
Save a lot of time.
The first thing I did when I came back was to ask about the harvest.
Fang Fu brought the account book and said: "Sir, the sweet potatoes in the whole village will produce more than six thousand kilograms per mu after harvest this year."
This is a total average, which shows the approximate average data that can be obtained around Jinling.
"Have you paid the grain tax?" Fang Jue asked.
"Sent it, Shangshu Yan from the Ministry of Revenue personally asked about it. He said he wanted to see the production value of sweet potatoes." Fang Fu said with a smile.
Fang Jue rolled his eyes: "This guy is really stingy. Are you afraid that I won't pay you less?"
"Master Yan has been to Zhuangzi several times. He took a fancy to some things and wanted to buy them. According to the master's instructions, he sold the seeds to the Ministry of Household Affairs."
Fang Fu said: "Sir, I don't understand. It's just food. Why should those rare things be handed over to the Ministry of Household Affairs for popularization?"
In Fang Fu's view, the most valuable thing for such a rare treasure is to provide some to the emperor, but how can the rest of the people enjoy it with his master?
Fang Jue said: "It's very simple. I like it, sir. After it becomes popular, I can eat these things no matter where I go in the future."
"The master is so willful..." Fang Fu couldn't help but chuckle, "The old pavilion master said that you are a prodigal."
Fang Jue said: "Why is the old man missing? Isn't he in the capital? Why is he still missing when I come back?"
"I have gone to propose marriage to you. Xiao Chaoguo was not there the last few times I went to him, so I had to block the door today." The figure of the old pavilion master appeared at the door.
Walking in very casually and sitting opposite Fang Jue, the old pavilion master said:
"The emperor is also stingy. He didn't treat you to a banquet and actually asked you to come back for dinner?"
Fang Jue shook his head: "Your Majesty naturally invited you to the banquet, but I declined due to physical discomfort."
At this moment, the public banquet in the palace was very lively.
Fang Jue didn't go, everyone else did. After all, except Fang Jue, no one dared not to give the emperor face.
And the important thing is, this is indeed a privilege, who would not want to go.
"Why?" The old pavilion master was surprised, "There are many delicacies in the palace."
"You are always at home, how can I have the nerve to leave you and go to the palace to enjoy the delicious food?" Fang Jue said righteously.
But the old man rolled his eyes: "Can you go pack it back for me?"
"..." Fang Jue was speechless. This damn old man was indeed thick-skinned.
"Oh, you won't go to such an occasion, aren't you afraid of offending the emperor?" The old pavilion master smiled as he poured himself a cup of tea.
Fang Jue held the warm teacup in his hands, but his thoughts were not here.
"Fang Fu, I'm going to talk to the old pavilion master. You go and prepare dinner first." Fang Jue said.
Fang Fu understood and knew that he was going to get away from him and the two of them were going to say something secret.
Dianyi also walked out, closed the door, and stood guard at the door to prevent anyone from prying at him.
There were only two people left in the room.
Fang Juecai looked at the old pavilion master: "Tell me, when did you know about it?"
"What do you know?" The old pavilion master narrowed his eyes, wondering what secret this kid had known?
There are too many secrets in Emperor Zun Pavilion. Even if they are related to Fang Jue, there are only one or two. The old pavilion master does not want to expose himself and reveal anything extra.
"Why do I have dragon blood?" Fang Jue's expression turned serious.
The reason why he didn't go to the palace banquet was because he was injured and accidentally injured himself when he came back.
It is not advisable to have a feast, otherwise the wounds will be torn and the clothes will be soaked with blood, for fear that traces of the dragon's blood will be seen.
"You even know this?" the old pavilion master laughed.
"Dianyi didn't tell you secretly?" Fang Jue looked out the door, very surprised.
He thought that Dianyi would always report everything about himself to the old pavilion master.
"I didn't say it!" Dianyi heard it at the door and defended loudly.
Fang Jue smiled, and the old pavilion master said: "He really didn't say anything, and I was surprised. It turns out that you didn't go to the palace because you came back to question me about this matter."
Dragon blood is so representative. Once there is dragon blood, it must be from the Daxia royal family, or from the past one or two generations.
"I only found out about you having dragon blood after you went to Mount Taihuang."
The old pavilion master explained: "After I found out, I tested you, but you didn't know about dragon blood. I understood it immediately."
"Understand what?"
"You were born in Daxia, but you don't even know about dragon blood. It shows that you either haven't heard about it since you were young, or you don't belong to the Seven Kingdoms."
The old pavilion master said: "But later, I found that you had indeed forgotten the memory before going up the mountain. I also knew that you were like this because of memory loss."
Fang Jue's eyes trembled slightly. He didn't expect that such a trivial matter would almost reveal his identity as a time traveler!
If it weren't for the blessing of amnesia, I'm afraid the old pavilion master's imagination could have guessed more.
"Why didn't you tell me after that?" Fang Jue said.
"nonsense!"
The old pavilion master rolled his eyes and said: "You were originally going to come down to Daxia. If I tell you that you are the prince of Daxia, if you never come back to the mountain, who will I find to take over?"
"cut."
Fang Jue rolled his eyes: "Do you think I am such a greedy person?"
"Yes." The old pavilion master said seriously.
He did not hesitate to expose Fang Jue: "Although you have great ambitions, a heart to help the world, and a heart for all people...but it doesn't matter, you are greedy for money and lust!"
"I..." Fang Jue paused as he raised the teacup to his lips.
Damn it, I seem to be unable to refute.
Although I am a person who has escaped from vulgar taste, it seems that I am still a mortal.
"I'm afraid that after you find out, you will deliberately try to become the emperor in Daxia. This will be more conducive to your political philosophy. You will never go back to Taihuang Mountain."
Fang Jue waved his hand: "Don't worry, Taihuang Mountain is probably my last resort. I won't stay in the officialdom of Daxia for the rest of my life."
"What's the good thing about being an emperor? You work so hard, and the historian catches you even if you make the slightest mistake, but you are still free and easy on the Taihuang Mountain."
"You really think so?" The old pavilion master looked suspicious.
Fang Jue nodded, then narrowed his eyes, thinking of the old man's words, and said, "So, I am your current prince?"
"Yes." The old pavilion master stopped covering up. Fang Jue had guessed it anyway.
"Huh..." Fang Jue breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, as long as he's not the late emperor's prince."
If he is the former emperor's prince, once his identity is exposed, he will definitely be jealous of his Majesty.
A prince of the late emperor concealed his identity and returned to the capital to display his great ambitions... Anyone who saw it would suspect that he was trying to accumulate strength and usurp the throne.
"Our Majesty is really romantic. Not only are there many princes, but there are also several princes among the people." Fang Jue mocked.
"That's your biological father, why are you so disrespectful?" the old pavilion master laughed. He really liked it, but he thought it was such a deviant look.
As unruly as he is.
"But you are wrong. You are the only prince among the people of Emperor Xia." The old pavilion master smiled mysteriously, which was meaningful.
Fang Jue blurted out: "At least there is another Xiao Luoye, right?"
"You are Xiao Luoye!" The old pavilion master raised his eyelids slightly and said a little jokingly.
"Pfft -" Fang Jue was drinking tea when he sprayed the tea in the old man's face and glared, "What are you talking about?!"