Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 1318 Spring Rain
Feng Zhi wears long sleeves and is good at dancing, and treats people and things like a spring breeze.

When he entered the capital, he was not only the proton of the Feng family in the hands of the emperor, but also the liaison between the Feng family and the Guanzhong clan. He alone carried the qualifications and status of the Lingnan Feng family in front of the Guanzhong gentry.He is good at using money to win people's hearts, but he is not only good at using money, he also has his own uniqueness in dealing with people.

He didn't dare to provoke Fang Jun, so he came to the door in person to make amends, but accidentally entered the top dandy circle of Datang, and seized this opportunity very well.

In the Tang Dynasty, there was a kind of dude called "son-in-law".

Xiao Yu's eldest son Xiao Rui, Wang Gui's youngest son Wang Jingzhi, Dou Jing's son Dou Kui, Chai Shao's son Chai Lingwu, Gao Shilian's son Gao Shili, Cheng Yaojin's son Cheng Chuliang, Du Ruhui's son Du He, Fang Xuanling's son Fang Jun...

These people themselves are noble and distinguished, and then they are the princesses. They have become the best among the young and handsome men of the dynasty, and they are regarded as the mainstay of the future Tang dynasty.

Among them, there is no doubt that Fang Jun is the most shining one...

It can even be said that Fang Jun has come from behind, far surpassing those son-in-laws of the same class as him, and has become a force that cannot be ignored in the court.And Fang Jun's political philosophy of expanding the ocean and forging ahead coincides with Feng's interests.

How could Feng Zhidai not seize the opportunity to hug this thick leg tightly?
When he got home, he ordered the servants to rummage through the warehouse, and sent many rare things to Fang's house, one by one, as a gift for meeting him.He knew that Fang Jun was not short of money, and when it came to the amount of money, maybe even Feng from Lingnan was a bit inferior, but what he offered was not money, but respect and attitude!

Look, the aristocratic families all over the world are resisting Fang Jun's plan to renovate the eastern and western cities, but this person is still determined to go his own way, who can really stop him half a point?
How could such a new star in the officialdom not let Feng Zhidai show the greatest sincerity to make friends?
At the same time, Feng Zhidai edited a book carefully, and ordered people to go south overnight to send it back to Lingnan's father, asking if he would respond to Fang Junzhi's invitation to join the "Eastern Datang Firm".

This matter is so important...

It is no exaggeration to say that no matter how Feng chooses, it will directly determine Feng's status, weight, and future treatment in the Datang Center!

Is it to use the unique geographical environment of Lingnan to continue to dominate Tiannan and the descendants of the Feng family to dominate for generations?

Or is it willing to be obedient to the people, present all the secrets of Lingnan to the imperial court, and then attach itself to the Tang Dynasty and be a prosperous and obedient citizen?
Feng Zhidai didn't know how to choose, or which one to choose was the right one. His experience and status were not enough to make a decision on this matter.

But fortunately, he has a father who has experienced three dynasties, supported tens of thousands of soldiers, and separated one side. After experiencing the Zen position in the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the chaos at the end of the Sui Dynasty, Feng An has unparalleled wisdom in his life, enough to make the most correct decision.

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Spring rain is as expensive as oil.

A light rain pattered all night, and it didn't stop until dawn.

Fang Jun pushed open the window, and a gust of cool air accompanied by moist water vapor rushed towards his face, refreshing his spirits.

The mountains in the distance were washed green by the rain, and the flowers, plants and trees in the pavilions and pavilions in the courtyard were also green and thriving. Without sunlight, the sky was still covered with gray clouds, but it did not make people feel depressed and depressed. A feeling of vitality all over the body.

Spring plowing is just around the corner, and a well-timed spring rain is simply a gift from God...

Fang Jun looked back at Wu Shunniang who was sleeping on the bed in Haitangchun, smiled slightly, let Xiuyu Xiuyan wait for her to wash her face, wash her hands and changed into a set of clothes, and then went to the front hall alone under the resentful eyes of the two women, and ate in a hurry Had a light breakfast of porridge and side dishes.

After the meal, he changed into a coir raincoat, a hat, and a pair of straw sandals. He led his family and his horses out of the gates of the mansion and the city, and headed straight for Lishan Farm with whips and horses.

Pedestrians in twos and threes on the streets outside the city saw this group of knights galloping on horseback, and they knew it must be a young master or a proud servant of a family. Puddles of water splashed everywhere, and he didn't dare to express dissatisfaction or dissatisfaction.

In the Tang Dynasty, class was the moat, and the nobles almost had the power to kill or kill the common people...

An old woman was wearing a tattered coir raincoat, carrying a painted food box in her hand, and was supported by a grandson-like child to hide by the side of the road, but the clothes were still wet by the muddy water splashed by the horse's hoof.The child yelled aggrievedly: "Ma'am, are you okay? Do you want to go home and change into a clean set of clothes? It would be terrible if you caught a cold! Whose knight is this? It's so overbearing. Could it be that this road is yours? Can't it be opened?"

The old woman was startled, and quickly stretched out her withered and thin palm, covering her little grandson's mouth tightly, and said in panic, "Don't dare to talk nonsense... don't dare to talk nonsense...they are all nobles, if you hear , you won’t lose your life if you whip someone to death..."

The little grandson stared at her round eyes and nodded half understanding.

The old woman breathed a sigh of relief.

The most humble ant people don't even have the right to complain...

With the sound of crying, a healthy horse went back and forth, and came straight to the old woman.

The old woman's complexion changed drastically, and she knelt down in the muddy water by the side of the road with a "plop", her whole body was like sifting chaff, she firmly guarded her little grandson behind her, and begged: "My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life... The naughty boy has nothing to say, just talk nonsense, you Adults don't remember villains..."

"pat"

With a soft sound, a string of copper coins was thrown from the knight's hand and dropped on the old woman, who subconsciously caught it.

"It was Fang's Erlang who just passed by. He accidentally splashed muddy water and wet your clothes. Erlang was afraid that you would be old and weak and suffer from the cold. He rewarded you with half the money so that you could go back and make a good set of clothes. Instead, you What is the old woman chattering about? Naughty boy? Hahaha, do you think that our Erlang will be as knowledgeable as a yellow-mouthed child?"

The knight laughed.

The old woman was holding copper coins, and when she heard that it was Fang Jun who had just passed by, she immediately lifted up the copper coins in her hand as if she was holding coals of fire, and said in a stack, "It's actually Fang Erlang? Oh, my old woman's eyes are dim, I haven't seen it just now. Look clearly, if I knew it was Fang Erlang, I would definitely kowtow... I dare not ask for Fang Erlang's money, that's the blue sky of our Jingzhao Mansion!"

Looking at Datang, who can lose money after the horse splashes the old woman's clothes, who else can go out to Fang Erlang?
In the eyes of the people in Guanzhong, Fang Erlang is the blue sky, the Buddha of all families, and the backbone of all the common people!
How dare you ask for Fang Erlang's money?
I'm afraid I won't be poked in the back by the neighbors...

Even the child puffed up his chest, and said plausibly like a little adult: "We don't want Fang Erlang's money! I want to study too, and when I grow up, I want to be a good official who loves the people like Fang Erlang!"

The old woman turned her head and twitched the horns on her grandson's head, with a kind face and gratified eyes.

Immediately the knight was stunned, then laughed, nodded and said: "Then the money will not be used to buy clothes for the old woman, but to add a copy of the Four Treasures of the Study to this young man. I wish you to be named on the gold list in the future! May I ask what Xiao Lang's name is? If he was in high school in the future, he might come to ask for a glass of water and wine with the help of today's love!"

The child puffed out his chest and said loudly: "A certain is from Guanzhong, and a certain name is Song Shoujie!"

"Okay, okay!" The knight laughed, and immediately sat up and clasped his fists: "Then there will be a period later."

After saying that, he turned his horse's head and chased after the large army.

"Ai ai..." The old woman was in a hurry, holding a stack of half a penny in her hand and shouting loudly, but the cries continued, the knight gradually disappeared at the end of the official road, where did he stop for half a step?

A passer-by laughed and said, "You old woman, you are really ignorant! Who is Fang Erlang? He is the one who can't take advantage of the common people. He splashed your clothes with his horse and wants to pay you. You are the one." Just accept it. You are also lucky, tsk tsk, this is half a penny..."

The tone is very envious.

The old woman was at a loss, so she had to collect the money silently, making up her mind to buy a set of the Four Treasures of the Study for her grandson, so as to urge him to study...

Fang Jun didn't know what happened behind him, so he rode his horse all the way to the mountainside of Lishan Mountain, and saw countless farmers busy in the fields. The spring rain came just in time, and the spring plowing in Guanzhong was just beginning.

The drizzle, the green hills, the gurgling streams, the swallows sweeping the low sky, the criss-crossing fields, the chickens and dogs hear each other, it is a prosperous scene, and the Tang Dynasty is beautiful!
(End of this chapter)