Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 1381 There is a city in my heart

The shadow of the candle is red, and the beauty is in her hands.

The maid brought warm water, blushed and cleaned the couple's bodies, and prepared fragrant tea and cakes for supper, and then bowed and retreated.

Wu Meiniang lay in Fang Jun's arms like a cartilaginous snake, leaning against his broad and strong chest.

Fang Jun lay on his back comfortably, with one hand pillowed behind his head and the other wrapped around the beauty's shoulders and neck, peaceful and comfortable.

"Hey, my concubine just made an estimate. I'm afraid this time the congratulatory gift will cost more than a dozen or 20 yuan..."

"Snapped!"

"Ouch!"

Her snow-white buttocks were slapped, and Wu Meiniang coquettishly said, "Why did you hit me?"

Fang Jun said unhappily: "How rich are you? You got into money, it's vulgar!"

"Hmph! That's right, I have never read a book and am a layman. How can I compare with Lang Jun's peerless literary talents, who only care about the righteous way of the world like husband and wife Dun Lun?"

"Huh? Can my husband think this is a mockery?"

"Where does the concubine have the guts?"

Fang Jun lowered his head, and saw a charming and charming face like flowers and jade, both angry and happy, with red lips spouting lightly, charming all living beings, so he lifted Wu Meiniang up with his arms, and kissed her red lips.

Wu Meiniang first kissed back softly, her eyes widened suddenly, her face was panicked, she clung to Fang Fangjun's body like eight fish, preventing him from moving freely, and begged softly: "Good man, please forgive me, really!" Can't stand..."

Fang Jun saw that she didn't seem to be fake, so he gave up.

Hugging and snuggling with each other, quietly experiencing the wonderful taste of spiritual harmony...

After a long time, Wu Meiniang whispered softly: "Lang Jun, thank you..."

"Ok?"

Fang Jun was puzzled, "You and my husband, what's the point of thanking you? Besides, what's the reason?"

Wu Meiniang arched her small head towards Fang Jun's neck, and said leisurely: "Of course it's about my two elder brothers... Not only did Lang Jun not dislike my concubine because of these two bastards, but everything went according to my concubine's will." That's right, Mr. Lang is very kind."

In this era where men are superior to women, women have no human rights, and all the principles do not apply to women. They are born accessories, and even a part of wealth, even if they are golden branches and jade leaves.

Of course, brave people such as Princess Fangling and Princess Gaoyang who dare to break free from the shackles of the world, dare to break through the restraints of ethics, and break through some shackles to find their own existence that transcends the times are beyond the bottom line of morality...

Don't say what the Wu brothers did has nothing to do with Wu Meiniang, as long as they are brothers and sisters, then what the Wu brothers did must be borne by Wu Meiniang.Even if the Wu brothers went too far, it would even become the reason for Wu Meiniang to be divorced...

It is extremely rare to be able to completely separate them like Fang Jun, the Wu brothers are the Wu brothers, and Wu Meiniang is Wu Meiniang.

Wu Meiniang didn't know that it was because Fang Jun was deeply influenced by the moral world in the previous life, but she simply thought that it was because Fang Jun loved her so much that he tolerated everything about her.

Fang Jun chuckled: "You and I are destined to be one as a husband and wife. The Buddha said, 'Looking back thousands of times in the previous life is the only way to pass by in this life', and you and I can meet and get acquainted among all living beings. As a husband and wife, how many times does this have to look back and pass by each other? Since fate has come, it is destined by heaven."

"Erlang..."

Where have women in this world heard such love stories?Even if the heart is as tough as Wu Meiniang, her voice is trembling and her emotions are surging, her heart is full of love, and her love is like a fire, offering her fragrant lips...

*****
The next morning, the spring was bright and beautiful. Kong Yingda, who had stayed in the south of the Yangtze River for a long time, returned to Chang'an, and did not return home at the first time, but went to Fangfu with the old man Yuming.

Fang Xuanling hurriedly washed and took off his clothes, and took the Fang family children to greet him at the front door.

Welcoming them to the main hall and taking their seats, Fang Xuanling asked with a smile: "Brother Zhong Yuan returned to Beijing from Jiangnan, why didn't he go back to the mansion first, instead rushed to the humble house as soon as possible?"

Kong Yingda is full of travel and dust, but he is in good spirits. Hearing this, he took out a large volume of artwork from his arms, placed it on the table in front of him, looked at Fang Jun and said, "This old man was designed by your son, a college. The drawings were tortured so much that I couldn’t sleep at night, I couldn’t stay in the south of the Yangtze River all day, so I had to return to the capital, and wanted to ask for advice face to face.”

Fang Xuanling took the manuscript, flipped through it casually, and suddenly realized.

After Fang Jun drew this draft, he immediately showed it to him and asked him for advice.How should I put it, the first word that came out of Fang Xuanling's mouth after reading it was "whimsical", and the second word was "idiot's dream"...

Kong Yingda spread out the artwork, looked at Fang Jun and said, "I don't know what you're thinking, but I just want to ask, are you still a college?"

Drawings, courtyards, and buildings of different styles occupy an area of ​​almost half of Chang'an City, from the Kunming Pool to the nearby Guishan Mountain. .

What scale is this?
Where is this a school of architecture?It is clearly a new city!
The old man Yuming also interjected: "A few days ago, this old man went to the south of the Yangtze River to handle some mundane affairs. When he saw this manuscript when he visited Brother Kong, even with his experience, he couldn't help but be amazed. But is Erlang too ambitious? ?If the buildings of this scale are all the same horizontal and vertical brick and concrete buildings like the east and west cities, I believe it can be built."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and took out one of the manuscripts from the volume, and pointed with his rough fingers at the bridge across the Lishui River, with a disbelieving expression on his face: "But all the buildings in your manuscript have their own unique features. Features, especially this bridge... I don't understand, a bridge with a span of more than [-] feet, the bridge body is all made of steel, and the cables are cable-stayed... How can it not collapse? Even if it will not collapse, this bridge alone, so The amount of iron needed is an astronomical figure, and it must be made of refined steel. How many years does it take to smelt steel? How much money is needed to build this bridge?"

Kong Yingda patted these drawings, his old eyes were full of longing and regret, and sighed: "Erlang's talent is indeed the best in the past and the present. The academy of astrology can really be built, enough to last forever and shine forever!"

Then, he raised his eyes and said helplessly: "However, how much money does such a beautiful and huge academy cost? How much manpower is required? How much construction time is required? All are jaw-dropping numbers! Although the Xiongnu were kept out of Mobei and could not go straight to invade the Central Plains, they exhausted their national power and died. Emperor Yangdi of Sui Dynasty built a canal to connect the north and the south. Don't say such stupid things that future generations will comment on merits and crimes after thousands of years. Although this academy does not have the power to directly shake the foundation of the country like the Great Wall and Canal, it will inevitably lead to the emptiness of national power. The Zhengshitang will not agree, and His Majesty will not agree! "

Such a huge project requires innumerable manpower and material resources. Even if the entire national treasury is filled, it is not enough. A little carelessness will destroy the country. Who would dare to support it?

Pots of cold water were poured down, Kong Yingda's eyes looked at Fang Jun with helplessness, but his big hands were always whirling on the drawing...

It is true that both the Great Wall and the Grand Canal are enough to be called a strategy to overthrow the country, and the two powerful super dynasties were thus destroyed, but who can deny the majesty of the Great Wall and the vast blue waves of the Grand Canal , who can deny the great achievements of the future?
If he could really live to see the completion of this academy, even if he could teach in the academy for a day, even if he died, he would die suddenly and have no regrets for the rest of his life.

Fang Jun was sitting upright, listening to Kong Yingda and the old man Yuming explain the reasons why this college could not be built one by one, but he could feel that the two people had always hoped that Fang Jun could come up with something to refute them together. The reasons for this can make this castle in the air truly come true.

Otherwise, why would Kong Yingda, who had already retired from his post and returned to his hometown without asking about political affairs, return to the capital in a hurry?Why is the Yuming family, who travels around the world in pursuit of the way of heaven, so obsessed with mundane things?
There is a castle in everyone's heart, where dreams and glory are entrusted, as well as compromise and conquest.

Fang Jun smiled slightly and said, "It took me two nights to draw these drawings, but the expected completion time is as long as 20 years, or even longer..."

Kong Yingda and the old man Yuming, including Fang Xuanling who had seen the artwork, were all dumbfounded.

How can such a grand idea...just be painted for two nights?
Fang Jun continued leisurely: "And what you don't know is that this academy is actually not as important as you think. Even if it is only built for one day and then completely destroyed, I won't feel so distressed. All I care about is its construction. The whole process, as well as the problems encountered in this process and the way to solve them..."

(End of this chapter)