roccoschili Chapter 1408 Draw the line
Chapter 1408 Draw the line
Chapter 1408 Draw the line
Fang Jun shook his head, turned and sat down at the table.
He is not a middle-school youth, the kind of thing that draws swords to help when seeing injustice can only appear in martial arts novels.Besides, this is the Tang Dynasty, not the 21st century, where human life is like a straw, and there are different levels of high and low, and if everything is serious according to his worldview, he will not be able to manage it all if he is exhausted...
He is willing to use his own ability to get rid of some injustices in this world, but it doesn't mean that he can do everything.
Besides, it's just a word, who knows if some nobleman recruited fans of Pingkangfang to play some hard-to-get tricks to add fun?
Wu Wang, Li Ke and Ma Zhou didn't even raise the end of their eyes, they greeted Fang Jun to sit down, and spoke in a low voice.
The elegant room next door was quiet again, as if the previous sound had never happened.
Then, a clear and melodious singing sounded from the next door.
"The bright moon is bright and the moon is bright, and there is still a lack of competition... Thousands of miles of light are still there, Nai Ye is always, tired of people..."
The voice is soft and delicate, the rhythm is euphemistic, and there is a bit of lingering ecstasy, which is really pleasant.
Ma Zhou laughed and said: "In the past, Erlang wrote this poem in the Drunken Immortal Tower, and it has long been a good story. I don't know how many young scholars want to imitate Erlang's heroic demeanor, who can write poems and lyrics to kiss Huakui Fangze, but forget the poems and books. The classics and righteousness are the foundation of reading, and it is really harmful."
In Pingkangfang, the word is unique, and the three thousand singers can get what they want, isn't it the most lofty ambition in the heart of every scholar?
Fang Jun chuckled, and the bright and beautiful Mingyue girl rang out, but the beauty has disappeared, and where is her whereabouts?
Wu Wang Li Kejun smiled obscenely, and said in a low voice: "However, according to this king, although Erlang is excellent in poetry and has countless famous poems, the song 'Moonlight in front of the window' is the most outstanding, haha!"
When Ma Zhou heard this, he couldn't help but smile.
Fang Jun smiled wryly. On a whim that day, he turned Hao Shengsheng's famous work that has been recited through the ages into a "poem". It's really a crime. I don't know if Li Bai would have traveled here if he knew about it. Fight yourself hard...
While speaking, the charming maids in pink gauze and green robes put the banquet on the table, and then only two maids with delicate faces and good figures were left to serve the wine.
The royal family industry really has a different style.
Fang Jun raised his glass and said: "The friendship between you two has inspired the sun and the moon. In the next five years, I will use Brother Ma to offer a cup of wine and flowers to the Buddha, and respect the two of you. Never refuse!"
All the officials in Chang'an were waiting to see his jokes, waiting for him to be dismissed from the capital by the emperor, but these two people came to express their support openly at this time. It was really a friendship like sending charcoal in a timely manner. How could Fang Jun not be moved?
Especially in the officialdom where pennies must be compared with no affection, it is very rare.
Ma Zhou said annoyedly: "One of you is a dignified prince, an emperor, and the other is the son of the prime minister, who is rich in the world. How dare you let me, a poor official from a poor family, pay for this drink?"
Li Ke, King of Wu, took a sip of his wine and said calmly, "Anyway, it's not you who invites Erlang to invite. My king has no money. An urgent report was sent from Shanzhou to the palace this morning. It rained heavily for several days and the river channel soared. The water has already submerged three counties, and the affected population is 10,000+. The emperor was anxious and angry, so the king had no choice but to donate all the salary of this year's job field, as a token of his heart."
Ma Zhou was taken aback: "Break again? What does the governor of Shanzhou do? He broke twice within five years. His embankment is paper?"
Fang Jun was silent.
The Yellow River travels thousands of miles from west to east. For thousands of years, it has been roaring and flowing continuously, giving birth to Chinese civilization. It is called the "Mother River".However, this river that carries the deepest feelings of this nation can never be called a "good mother"...
Fang Jun once read a document in his previous life. According to statistics, in the 500 years before the founding of the People’s Republic of China, the Yellow River burst and flooded more than [-] times, almost twice every three years, and there were even large-scale diversions. More than [-] times, there are countless small-scale diversions.
Behind every breach and diversion, there are tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of lives lost, countless fertile fields are submerged, homes are destroyed, and cities are abandoned...
It is a recognized historical problem that the management of the Yellow River is difficult.Among them are the natural factors of the excessive sediment concentration of the Yellow River, but also the human factors of the inaction of the river management officials, and even corruption.In ancient times, countless manpower, material and financial resources were needed to control the river. How can there be no one who is envious of such a wealth of wealth?
While meditating, suddenly there was a scream, followed by a "bang" on the door, which startled all three of them.
Looking back, it was the woman who sang in the elegant room next door who was thrown out of the elegant room and rolled in the corridor in a panic.
Then someone in the elegant room scolded: "I really don't know what is good and what is bad. It is your good fortune that the prince saw you. A mere lowly maid, how dare you say that you are not selling yourself? Come on, catch this lowly maid and send her away." Pingkangfang, isn’t she selling art? Just find a kiln and let her have a taste of what it’s like to have thousands of people riding thousands of people!”
The three of Fang Jun looked at each other, there was actually a prince?
The woman who sang the song was petite, she was crying on the ground, two strong men walked out of the private room, dragged the woman up, and went downstairs without any explanation.
In the elegant room, another female voice said anxiously: "My lord, calm down, we are the singers of the Diecui Tower, we don't look at the face of the monk, but at the face of the Buddha..."
Before the words were finished, there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs, and a dozen well-dressed men rushed up together. A few of them stood at the door of Fang Jun's elegant room, and a few of them blocked the entrance of the stairs, grabbing the two of them. The woman's big man is separated.
It was Wu Wang Li Ke's imperial guards and Fang Jun's trilogy who heard the strange noise upstairs and rushed over together.
The two big men were stunned, and one of them scolded: "Are you impatient to live? You dare to take care of my general's affairs. Good dogs don't get in the way, get out of the way!"
Li Ke's guards were silent. These people have undergone rigorous training and are very disciplined. As long as Wu Wang Li Ke himself is not in danger, he will never cause trouble.
But Wei Ying, the leader of Fang Jun's trilogy, quit...
Fang Jun is just a stick. After following Fang Jun these years, Wei Ying has already developed an arrogant and domineering character. He always chases and beats others. How has he ever suffered such anger?
At that moment, the horizontal knife with its sheath in his hand was split out, and hit the forehead of the big man who was scolding hard. There was a muffled "bang", and the big man let out a miserable howl and fell to the ground with blood flowing from his forehead, but he closed his eyes tightly. But passed out...
The other person was startled and angry, he hurriedly let go of the woman in his hand, and said sternly, "You, you, you... so courageous! Do you know who I am?"
Wei Ying proudly said: "Love so and so! If you dare to charge His Highness, if you say one more word, your head will be cut off!"
This kid is also smart, he didn't say that he offended his own Erlang, but carried Wu Wang Li Ke out...
"Hula..." Several people rushed out of that elegant room, the leader was about to scold, when he heard Wei Ying's words, he looked towards the elegant room in surprise, and happened to have a fight with the three people in the elegant room face to face.
It was Jing Wang Li Yuanjing...
The three had no choice but to stand up, Wu Wang Li Kejun smiled and saluted: "It turns out that Uncle Wang is here, my nephew didn't know about it beforehand, and I never went to toast Uncle Wang, forgive me for my sin."
Fang Jun and Ma Zhou greeted each other.
Li Yuanjing's face was uncertain for a while, and then he chuckled: "Oh, it's all from my family, where are there so many rules? If I know that the three are meeting again, this king will definitely come forward and invite us. It will be lively if we sit together. "
Fang Jun smiled and sat down together?
You can pull it down, my buddy is so anxious to draw a clear line with you that it's too late, why would he come to you, a bad boy?We don't want to wait until you usurp the throne and rebel, and be implicated in the water by you, and our lives will be lost...
A burly man behind Li Yuanjing had a gloomy face, and said bitterly: "His Royal Highness Wu Wang is really majestic. As a prince, if he allows his slaves to beat the generals of the court, isn't he afraid of punishment by the law?"
Li Ke was taken aback immediately, and looked down at the unconscious man lying on the ground with blood streaming down his forehead, he thought he was a general?Beating up a general is really a serious crime.Then look at Wei Ying, who had a green face full of indifferent expressions, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he almost scolded Fang Jun to death.
Look at these bastards under your hands, it doesn't matter if the attack is too dark, why do you want to pour dirty water on me and let me put the tank on you?
But he can't say clearly that this person is not my subordinate, it would be too disrespectful to say that...
(End of this chapter)