Fang Zheng said coldly: "Be careful what you say, which girl is as rude as you?"
"Humph, why am I so rude? You men can be rude, why can't we women?"
"We men are still shirtless when we have nothing to do. Can you do that?"
"You bastard!"
"Why do you still see me if you know I'm a bastard?"
The two of them had an argument as soon as they met and exchanged a few words.
Feng Qiudao stood aside feeling embarrassed. Seeing that the two of them completely acted like he didn't exist, he couldn't help coughing twice.
Only then did Chang Ping notice that there was someone next to him, his face turned red, and then he glared at Feng Qiudao fiercely: "What are you still doing here? Why don't you leave after the matter is done?"
Feng Qiudao was waiting for Chang Ping's words. When he heard Chang Ping let him go, he quickly disappeared as if he had been granted amnesty.
After a few words of bickering, Fang Zheng felt bored and frowned: "Your Highness Princess Changping, you asked me to come here today just to practice talking with me? If that's the case, I won't let you accompany me, so I'll say goodbye!" After that!
Fang Zheng turned around and walked away.
Chang Ping became anxious when he saw him. He had finally seen this heartless side these days. How could he let him go like this?
"Hey! When you come back, I have something serious to do with you. Why don't I stop arguing with you? You are a man, and you are more petty than a woman. You don't even want to give in to me..." Chang Ping pouted.
If I don't let you be so tough, if I really give in to you, you still won't be able to go to the house to unveil the tiles. Fang Zheng curled his lips secretly.
Changping said: "I have been to the homes of princes, ministers, princes, and princes these days. Anyone with a woman at home has said good things about your Ruyuzhai. They said that as long as you open it, you can use it from now on."
I buy all the rouge and gouache from you."
Fang Zheng was overjoyed when he heard this. This is good. Ru Yuzhai's high-end market has been opened up. Changping's ability to do things is good and deserves praise.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Thank you, thank you very much. To express my gratitude, I have decided to give you two boxes of Ruyuzhai powder for free every month." After speaking, Fang Zheng emphasized: "It's free!"
Chang Ping curled his lips and hummed: "Do you care about these small coins? My mother...it's not like I can't afford it."
The two were talking when they suddenly heard a high-pitched voice singing: "His Royal Highness Prince Fu has arrived——"
Then the fat man hurried in from outside. He was sweating profusely and didn't bother to wipe it off. Seeing Fang Zheng's presence, the fat man couldn't help but be stunned and said: "Brother Fang, when did you come?"
"I just came here not long ago. What's wrong? You're not welcome? I'm going to eat at your house today. You've eaten at my house so many times, so you have to let me eat back." Fang Zheng said with a smile.
The fat man's face was a little gloomy and full of worries. Hearing this, he forced a smile and said, "That's good, we won't go home until we get drunk today."
In Fang Zheng's impression, Fatty has always been cheerful and optimistic. It was the first time that Fang Zheng saw him looking so worried today. He couldn't help but asked with concern: "What's wrong with you, Fatty? Do you have an old problem with your body?"
The fat man shook his head, pursed his lips a few times, faced Fang Zheng's concerned eyes, thought for a few times, finally stamped his feet, turned to Chang Ping and said: "Mi'er, you can go somewhere else for a walk, Brother Fang and I
I have something important to say."
Chang Ping said dissatisfied: "What's the shameful thing? You're leaving me aside..." After all, seeing his brother's solemn look, Chang Ping walked away knowingly.
The fat man turned to Fang Zheng and said, "Brother Fang, come on, let's go to the back hall to talk."
After entering the apse, the maid serving him served tea. The fat man waved his hand and retreated. Only the two of them were left in the empty apse.
Fang Zheng was confused now. He didn't know what the fat man was trying to tell him by being so mysterious.
The fat man took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and then said: "I went to the palace to see my father at noon. I just came back from the palace and heard some bad news."
"What news? Hey, wait a minute, if it's a state secret, forget it. I don't want to be silenced by the court as soon as I hear it."
The fat man smiled bitterly and said: "It's not a secret at all. In a few days, everyone in the world will probably know."
"Military reports were sent from the north this morning. Last month, the Turkic Khan Gudulu personally led an army of 200,000 to invade the border of China. He attacked several cities. Tanzhou and Zhaozhou fell, and the Turkic army massacred our country.
Tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians have now surrounded Dingzhou, and their troops are pointing directly at Youzhou. When my father heard the news, he was furious and summoned the ministers for a morning meeting. The court has not yet dispersed.
well!".
Fang Zheng was startled when he heard this: "What? Attacked several cities in succession? Killed tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians? What were those generals and soldiers guarding the border doing?"
The fat man sneered: "Those losers were frightened by the Turks for a long time. They didn't even see the face of the Turkic army, so they retreated across the board. Huh, retreating, to put it nicely, is not just running away. I left a few behind.
They don’t care about the lives of hundreds of thousands of people, but their own lives are more important than anyone else’s, these cowards!”
Fang Zheng felt a sense of chill. In troubled times, expecting so many wine bags and rice bags to protect one's life and property is tantamount to wishful thinking. The world is so big, where can one live in peace? He couldn't help but miss his past life very much. Although it was hard to find a job and he had a lot of money.
It's hard to make money, but at least it's a peaceful and prosperous age, which is much better than this war and chaos.
"Is there not even one soldier who resisted bravely? The whole army collapsed?" Fang Zheng asked unwillingly. In this huge country, with tens of thousands of Han people, can't you find even a bloody man? Fang Zheng was thinking at this moment.
There was a surge of sadness, and he suddenly felt that he understood Master Chen somewhat.
"Perhaps, the military report did not mention it in detail. In short, the result was a defeat. This is a fact. My father went to court this morning and asked the civil and military officials who could lead the army to retreat from the enemy. There were more than a hundred civil and military officials in the court.
Most of them advocated for peace talks, and only a few of them were in charge of the battle. Huh, these ministers who usually receive the king's salary have such an expression at a critical moment. It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!" The fat man had a cold face, eyes flashing.
Showing the light of resentment.
"These bastards!" Fang Zheng gritted his teeth with hatred, "Why didn't your father shoot them all against the wall? - I mean with bows and arrows. What is the use of such scum?"
The fat man smiled bitterly and said: "Kill them all? Who will take care of the government? Who will manage the money, food and taxes? Who will mobilize the troops? Can my father do so many things by himself? How hateful! I want to kill them, but I have to use them.
them."
"The problem now is how to retreat from the enemy. I can see that my father actually doesn't want to negotiate peace with the Turks at all. After fighting for so many years, even though he often loses the battle, my father has never had the idea of initiating peace. But this time, unlike before,
Different from the small fights, the Turkic army of 200,000, led by their khan, seems to have come out in full force, vowing to take down our Hua Dynasty in one fell swoop." The fat man sighed,
"Fat man, does China have an elite army? I mean, does China have an army that dares to pick up the spear and fight the Turks?"
The fat man frowned and said: "Of course there are, such as the Shenwu Army, the Shence Army, the Longwu Army, etc., they are all the elite divisions of our dynasty. There are hundreds of thousands of them. Many of the generals in the army are the old General Li.
Soldiers under his command. However, they are all defending the capital and are stationed in the military camp outside Jinling City. If they are sent out to defend the enemy, who will protect the safety of the capital? What if some short-sighted rebels take advantage of the situation and lead an army to attack the capital?
What should we do? Just rely on the few government officials under Jinling Prefecture?"
This is difficult. You can’t take care of both ends, and it’s even more unfeasible to divide the troops. Tens of thousands of people are going to fight 200,000, which is not enough to feed them. Now the only way is to watch the Turkic army invade all the way south until they fight.
When we get to the capital, we drag hundreds of thousands of people out to fight them to the death. We don't know whether we can win, but the risk is frighteningly high. This is putting the country and the country at stake.
What else can be done? Do we really need to negotiate for peace?
Fang Zheng shook his head in distress. He was also very anxious. Firstly, it was for Fatty. This country belonged to his family. If his father lost his country, Fatty's life would definitely be difficult. The king of a subjugated country is actually no different from a dog who lost his family. The country belongs to his family.
After changing the owner, the common people can survive, but these old princes and nobles will have a hard time.
Secondly, Fang Zheng was also worried for himself and his parents. If such a huge family property were to suffer a military disaster, the consequences would be unimaginable. More than 200 people in the Fang Mansion would all suffer the same misfortune as his rich young master and playboy Yuanda.
Doesn’t ambition become a wonderful bubble?
The fat man glanced at Fang Zheng and said, "Brother Fang, you usually have a lot of clever ideas. Can you help my father come up with a perfect solution?"
Fang Zheng shook his head, the fat man was obviously ill and had to seek medical treatment. I am a young kid from a rich family who helps people pick up girls and make money in gambling. However, military and state affairs are important, and so many treacherous and cunning officials in the court are helpless.
, I can find a way to do it.
The two brothers sat like this with sad faces for a long time. Fang Zheng couldn't stand the low-pressure atmosphere, so he stood up and said goodbye to the fat man.
The fat man was stunned and said: "Didn't we agree to have a drink together? Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
Fang Zheng said: "Forget it, why are you still drinking? It's time like this. It's better to quickly find a way to save my family's foundation. I have to discuss with my father when I go back and temporarily stop the business in the north. Fatty, you
Don't be impatient, think slowly, there will always be a way. Alas, this chaos of war, I don't know when it will end."
The fat man nodded and said: "Then you go back and make arrangements. I have to go to the palace to see my father again. Alas, the country is so unfortunate. When the nest is overthrown, how can the eggs be completed..."
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Sorry everyone, today's update is a little late. Why? Because there is something happy today. What is it? Hehe, I won't say it even to death...
These two chapters are a bit bland, the plot requires it, and it is not appropriate to mix some light-hearted elements into it. As usual, I would like to ask for recommendations, collections, and book reviews. I would like to give some to my friends.