Fang Jun and Li Xiaogong were not only close friends for many years and had an irreversible friendship, but they also had many business cooperation interests and were the most solid allies. Therefore, when Li Xiaogong realized that something was not right, he asked directly without hesitation.
Try to see if you can save Li Chongxu. Although this kid is a bastard, he is his nephew after all. His brother died in the "Xuanwu Gate Incident" that year. His Majesty Li Er was grateful for Li Xiaogong's achievements, so he did not kill them all. These things
Although he didn't care about that branch in 2001, several nephews
He also acquiesced to the fact that his son was using his banner outside. Blood and family ties meant that he would not sit idly by at this moment. Fang Jun thought for a while and whispered: "Don't ask more, I can't say... As for...
Li Chongxu is not a big deal, but he is just implicated. This matter will definitely be tried by Zongzheng Temple and the Sanfa Division in the end.
Go and tell King Han that he will definitely sell you this face."
Li Xiaogong's prestige in the clan was unmatched, and it was not difficult for him to keep his nephew, who was not deeply involved.
Unexpectedly, Li Xiaogong shook his head: "I can't let go of this old face. You go and talk about this."
Fang Jun looked surprised: "You can't give up your face, but you ask me to give up my face to ask for help, so my face is worthless?"
"Isn't that your brother-in-law? You speak better than me. If I beg him, I will be too chatty and too lazy to pay attention to him."
"You also said that he is my brother-in-law. How can any brother-in-law listen to his brother-in-law?"
"He dares to ride to King Han's Mansion without listening to you. I heard that King Han recently took a concubine. Your sister is a princess and it's hard to stand out. You just go and scare the concubine to support your sister."
Fang Jun was worried: "It was just a moment of impulsiveness when I was young. It's been so long, how can anyone remember it clearly? You high-ranking officials have nothing to do all day long?"
Li Xiaogong said: "Are you going to tell me or not?"
Fang Jun was helpless: "You, old man, have opened your mouth. Do I dare not to say it?"
"That's funny, even if I owe you a favor. I'll leave this to you and Ma Zhou. You two can take care of it. As you get older, you'll get sleepy when the time comes. I'll go back home to rest."
Li Xiaogong patted Fang Jun on the shoulder, turned around and walked away. The old fox knew how to protect oneself wisely. Since he knew that this was a big whirlpool, it was only right to retreat quickly. Returning to Ma Zhou, Ma Zhou said with some disdain: "I saw it.
Right? They are all old foxes. They don’t want to get into any trouble. They swarm up when there is a benefit and rack their brains to dig around. When there is trouble, they run away faster than others.
Rabbits are still fast. Only fools like us would do those so-called loyal duties and serve the country and the people, not to mention suffering and hardship, but also annoying people and attracting infamy." "It's just human nature, after all, the word 'noble'
Not just anyone can take on the role of a poet. A good official like you who is loyal to the king and loves the people is like a cow. What he eats is grass and what he squeezes out is milk.
That’s right, you should do what you want to do and don’t be cynical.”
"This poem is really good, but I am so frightened that I feel I am not worthy of it."
"Then keep working hard, overcome all difficulties and persevere in accordance with your ideals, and one day you will be worthy of it." Ma Zhou blushed, he was a shy person, and he would only say a few words in front of a few familiar people.
The more I think about this poem now, the more meaningful and endless the aftertaste it becomes. I sighed: "The "Poetry on Ink Bamboo Pictures" you gave me last time is hanging in the public house. I look at it every day and reflect on myself all the time.
I am already deeply frightened by it. The artistic conception of this poem is more profound and the intention is more lofty. I am afraid that I will not be able to match it in my lifetime.
ah."
Just saying "bow down and be willing to be a coward", what kind of self-sacrifice is that?
It's easy to say, but if you can really do it, it may be a little insufficient to be called a "sage", but it is enough to be a "sage". This is something that many great scholars admire and yearn for but can't do it in their entire lives...
***** The study room of Xiangyi County Prince's Mansion was brightly lit. Li Shenfu drove away all the other children and grandchildren, leaving only Li Demao. The father and son sat opposite each other on the floor by the window, drinking tea slowly.
Servants come in and out, constantly guarding the capital
Report on the situation at Zhaofu.
Because they were full of expectations for the situation and were too nervous, the father and son just drank water separately and did not have much communication. When the news came that Youjin Wuwei entered the city from Jinguang Gate to block the Jingzhao Mansion Yamen, the father and son exhaled at the same time.
The expectations in my heart came to naught, and the expected chaotic situation failed to appear. It included disappointment and relief at the same time.
Relax.
Although it is exciting to do something big, the pressure during the waiting period is really huge, and even the heartbeat seems to have stopped... "Huh... Fang Jun really controls the city of Chang'an without leaving any gaps. We want to
To succeed, he must be moved down. At the very least, he must be freed from the control of the left and right Jinwu guards. Otherwise, there is really no point.
What an opportunity.”
Li Demao shook his head and sighed. Li Shenfu looked solemnly: "Easier said than done? Although this guy has had some troubles with His Majesty recently, his loyalty has not changed, and His Majesty's trust in him has not diminished. Before, I thought that there was a relationship between the king and his ministers.
There is a gap that allows us to
There are opportunities to take advantage of it, but the one whom Your Majesty trusts the most at the critical moment is Fang Jun." Even though Fang Jun no longer has the official position to control the Jinwu Guards, and both armies have appointed generals respectively, His Majesty still acquiesces to Fang Jun's decision.
The control of the two armies shows the trust between the monarch and his ministers.
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With Fang Jun controlling Chang'an City, it can be said to be impregnable.
Hearing that Li Jingshu died violently, King Li Yuanjia of Han went to the palace to report the situation and begged for permission for the Sanfa Division to intervene. Li Shenfu was so shocked that he couldn't sit still. He stood up suddenly, looking anxious: "Li Yuanjia, this bastard, is timid and has no responsibility!
How can we report this kind of matter directly to His Majesty? That would force His Majesty to investigate thoroughly and make the matter out of control. I don’t know how many cases there will be by then.
Your Majesty, your Majesty has been implicated! No, I have to go to the palace to advise Your Majesty, and get your car ready as soon as possible!"
Soon the servants prepared the carriage. Li Shenfu changed into his official uniform and went out with Li Demao's support. He boarded the carriage and left the house and headed straight for Chengtian Gate.
When he arrived at Chengtian Gate, he asked the guards in front of the gate and found out that Li Yuanjia had just entered the palace, so he quickly sent people into the palace to report and ask for an audience.
Li Shenfu saw the bright lights on the Chengtian Gate Tower and the elite soldiers with helmets and armor standing on both sides of the palace gate, so he asked: "Is the British Duke on the tower?"
"Exactly, Duke Ying was ordered by His Majesty to supervise the military guards on the left and right to take charge of the security of the palace. He has been living on the tower for several days and has not returned to the palace."
"Take me up to see him."
"Here."
The guard opened the side door, led Li Shenfu in, and climbed up the stairs on the wall on the side of the doorway to the gate tower. "The king has come to the palace to see you, why did you come to find me? Come on, come on, it's just cooked.
This pot of tea is said to have been made by the Fang family in the middle of Shu. The craftsmanship is unprecedented. I don’t understand the phrase ‘green tea wet slugs are piled on top of a pile of pine wood and dried over an open fire’.
But it is easy to store, and it is completely different from the refreshing taste of fried green tea, and it tastes quite good." He took Li Shenfu into the check-in room in the gate building and asked him to take a seat, then waved his soldiers out and took it off the stove himself.
He poured two cups into the teapot and placed them in front of himself and Li Shenfu respectively. Then he sat down and said with a smile: "The prince drinks."
Let’s take a look at it. If it tastes right, I’ll send two bricks of tea to you later.” The tea in the white porcelain cup showed an amber color, rosy and translucent. When I picked up the cup and took a sip, it was indeed different from the freshness of green tea.
, the entrance is mellow, the sweetness is infiltrated with a hint of pine smoke, and it goes into the throat smoothly. It is indeed an extraordinary product.
Li Shenfu put down his tea cup and sighed: "If Fang Er were not in the court, he would have become the richest man in the world. His ability to amass money and silk is rare throughout the ages. The most rare thing is that he does not compete with the people for profit.
Do not steal national funds,
On the contrary, it is beneficial to the country and the people, and the likes of Fan Li and Deng Tong cannot compare with them." Li Jishen thought so: "The land of the foreign barbarians is strong, the wind and the sun are hot, and the barbarians eat beef and mutton as their daily rations.
, is not easy to digest, and over time, the stool will not be smooth, and many people will die from suffocation. Therefore, if you can drink rhubarb tea and other things after each meal, it is like a magical medicine for the intestines. Nowadays, tea has become an important source of wealth for the empire together with silk and porcelain.
.However, in the past, tea leaves were fresh but not durable for storage. Once they traveled a long distance, they often rotted and deteriorated. As soon as this black tea came out,
It will definitely become a commodity in the tea trade, and the Yi people will flock to it."
There is no need to elaborate on the benefits of tea. The Yi people and the Hu people are gradually realizing the magic of tea. A handful of leaves can solve the constipation problem that has troubled the Yi people for thousands of years. How can they not flock to it?
Now the tea trade can bring huge financial resources to the empire. In time, tea may also become a strategic material like salt and iron.
The obedient Yi people allowed them to participate in the tea trade, otherwise they would cut off the flow of tea to the area...
Li Shenfu's old face twitched slightly, and he secretly resented it. This man clearly knew that he must have something important to discuss when he came here, but he kept talking about the quality of tea, which was simply slippery.
He impatiently followed Li Ji's words and exchanged polite greetings but said nothing. He knocked on the table and said bluntly: "You must have known what happened in the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion, right?"
Li Ji drank tea slowly and said casually: "The prince should know better than me."
Li Shenfu paused and held back his anger: "What do you think about this matter?" Li Ji put down his tea cup and said slightly strangely: "It is said that most of the participants are clan members and nobles. I am neither Zong Zhengqing nor Dali Temple Qing. Not even the Minister of Punishment, what can I say? My opinion is that the matter is none of my business.
rise."
This indifferent attitude made Li Shenfu very angry: "But you are the minister Zuopushe, and you are the prime minister! How can such a big event have nothing to do with you?" "Oh, I forgot to tell the prince what he was planning these two days. I am writing to your Majesty to resign. I am getting old and have low energy. It is better to abdicate in favor of someone worthy of my post than to live a simple life."