Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 2103

Fang Jun pretended to be displeased: "Why do you need to be so fussy between you and me? It's not for helping those brothers, otherwise, wouldn't it be better to transfer him to Youtunwei?"

Xue Wanche suddenly felt a little shy, blushing, "It's my brother's fault!"

Xue Wanche has a rough personality, and to put it bluntly is a bit silly, but because of this, he never acts fancy, and often goes straight to his heart.He knows the basics of the world, he is not a hero on the battlefield, an idiot in the officialdom, he knows that he is not good at management, and the means to deal with personnel relations are extremely scarce, so he often only talks about interests.

I don't play tricks with you, and I disdain all the interlacing and socializing with you, so let's talk about benefits.

Benefits can move you, so naturally everyone gets what they need, but interests can't touch you, so we parted ways.

Everyone has their own way of dealing with people. Some of the ways that seem superficial and vulgar to you actually work sometimes...

Xue Wanche certainly didn't regard Fang Jun as an object of interest exchange.

On the contrary, ever since Fang Jun handed over the slave business of Rijin Doujin to him, which made him "beautiful" in front of Princess Danyang, he regarded Fang Jun as a true friend.

It's just a consistent formal habit that makes the subconscious put interests first.

After reacting, there was even some embarrassment...

Fang Jun treats him wholeheartedly and sincerely, why does he keep talking about benefits and benefits?

It's blasphemy to a friend.

Xue Wanche, who has never had a true friend, has overlooked a problem. Even the best friends often have interests involved.

In the world, no matter family relationship or friendship, there is nothing static and needs to be managed.

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The two armies joined forces in one place, and the momentum was strong.

Each sent [-] soldiers to guard the prisoners, and waited for the follow-up troops to arrive one after another before they had enough manpower to escort the prisoners to Monan.In Monan, these captives will face infrastructure projects such as reclamation, mining, building cities, laying roads, etc. There is no doubt that a large number of captives will die of exhaustion, disease, or even various accidents on the construction site In fact, their bloody corpses will lay down countless infrastructures of Datang.

This is impossible. Letting them go back to Mobei is equivalent to going back to the mountains, and registering them in the Datang household registration will cause hidden dangers to regional security. They will work hard under the supervision of the Tang army to contribute to the construction of Datang. After ten years of "reform through labor", the policy of "organizing households and all the people" is enough to make these prisoners grateful.

After all, most of their robes have been executed, and it is a gift from God to be able to survive now...

Next to the ruins of Zhaoxin City, a camp was formed by relying on the mountain, and all the captives and some of the luggage were placed here. Fang Jun led a few Youtun guards and Youwuwei joined forces to cross the pass of Tianyan Mountain, and galloped towards Yudujun Mountain. .

In front of them is the majestic Yu Dujun Mountain, which was called Yanran Mountain in ancient times.

Crossing Yanran Mountain is the hinterland of Mobei, where the three rivers converge, where Xue Yantuo Yazhang is located, and then advance along the Anhou River all the way to the northeast, crossing the gentle hills and criss-crossing rivers, you will reach the place where the Huns sacrificed to heaven , the Dragon City now occupied by Huihe people.

On the side of Dragon City is Langjuxu Mountain.

The mountains and rivers in Mobei are criss-crossing, giving birth to countless tribes with fierce folk customs. They gathered here to recuperate and live, and then rode their horses to dominate the desert grassland. , invaded the land of the Han family, looted and plundered the border, and drank horses from the Yellow River.

However, now, under the sky full of wind and snow, the Han army with red tassels on their helmets like fire and banners curling up is raging on this land again after 600 years.Countless brave and heroic Han Jiaerlang followed in the footsteps of Changping Liehou and Champion Hou in the past, and rushed to sweep Mobei!

The Yudujun Mountain and Langjuxu Mountain, which are still towering, look down on their descendants who suffered the revenge of their own Han Dynasty after they ravaged hundreds of Han lands.

Last time, Hou Fenglang, the heroic champion with swords like snow, lived in Xushan, Zen in Guyan, climbed to Hanhai, the Huns fled far away, and there was no royal court in Monan.

This time, Fang Jun, who is fierce with firearms and majestic, smashes the ice and snow mountains and rivers in Mobei all the way, but he will definitely not just hold a symbolic ceremony, and then return to the south with his teachers, leaving Mobei with a chance to breathe...

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The ice and snow in Mobei are severely frosted, and the cold wind is raging.

However, Chang'an has been getting warmer day by day, the cold winter is about to pass, and spring is approaching.

Years later, His Majesty Li Er was seriously ill, the atmosphere in Beijing was oppressive, all forces were about to move around, and many dudes also restrained themselves, not daring to indulge in sensuality, drinking and having fun. For a while, the city of Chang'an was quiet and solemn, and there were few robberies and disturbances. , law and order is clear.

But after all, if you are a dude, how much patience do you have?
When the news came out from the palace that His Majesty's dragon body was gradually recovering, he immediately reverted to his old ways. Perhaps he had been suppressed for too long, and once he was released, it would even be worse...

For several days in a row, Pingkang Square played and sang songs day and night, and was overcrowded.

Another year of spring is approaching, and students from all over the world gather in the capital, making it even more bustling and lively.

Pingkang Fang is close to Chunmingmen Street, and there is a "Zhuangyuan Building", a three-story building with carved beams and painted buildings, which is extremely luxurious.

The term "No. [-] scholar" originated from Fang Jun.

This scientific research, because the name of the first person was at the top of the list when the list was released, it was called "Zhuangtou". Fang Jun didn't like it, so he called it "Zhuangyuan". Come, used together with the title of "Zhuangtou" for a while.

Near noon, guests gathered in the Zhuangyuan Building.

It was originally a gathering place for dudes in Beijing, and recently, students from all over the world poured into Chang'an to wait for the scientific examination. The famous "Zhuangyuan Building" has become the first choice for banquets.

In an elegant room near the window on the third floor, there are plenty of dishes on the table and the aroma of wine. Three or five friends sit next to each other, drinking and drinking.

Among them, a young man in his twenties raised his wine cup and said to a slightly older scribe in green shirt, "It's not because I'm not willing to let you go, but it's because this matter has such a big impact that even His Majesty has paid a little attention to it. Who will eat it?" A leopard has the guts to muddle through and use power for personal gain? Not only my younger brother dare not, but even Sun Siqing is also hard-pressed to do it, and I hope my elder brother will not blame my younger brother."

This young man has a fair complexion and a fair complexion, but his figure is quite strong, sitting there like a pine tree, he is quite dignified.

The other scribe in blue was slightly thinner, with long and narrow cheeks and slightly dark complexion. He was young but had a beard, and his eyes were clear and capable.

Hearing the words, the scholar in green shirt hurriedly raised his wine cup, and said softly, "Why did you do this, my virtuous brother? This matter happened because of my brother-in-law. That fellow corrupted the law and deserved what he deserved. How could I complain that my virtuous brother didn't lend a helping hand?" Do you have any complaints in your heart? My brother is too worried."

The two touched the wine cups and drank them all in one gulp.

Sometimes it’s like this between people. When we talk about it, it’s not a big deal. On the contrary, one party takes it for granted, and the other party has resentment. Lack of communication, estrangement gradually grows, and eventually the friendship ends, and even turns against each other.

At this moment, when the words are spoken, one has more than enough heart but not enough energy to help each other but dare not violate the national law, and the other is magnanimous, pushes others by oneself, and is considerate, not only does not affect friendship, but becomes more and more close.

A young man with a face like a crown of jade, red lips and white teeth said angrily: "Brother Su is magnanimous, if it were me, hehe, he might not have chased after the door, and beat that sister-in-law so hard that the hatred in my heart will be relieved! You climb up here Is it easy to be the head of the Ministry of Rites? Although the crown prince’s connections can be simplified faster, it took nearly five years, and now he is implicated because of his brother-in-law’s crimes and demoted to be the head of Lantian County, which is really wronged.”

The green-shirted scribe smiled when he heard the words, and said disapprovingly: "Far more than my younger brother, the hostility is a bit heavy! The transfer of official positions is a common thing, so why not be involved? After all, they are relatives, and the law of the country is like this. Besides, In the officialdom, who hasn't experienced ups and downs? Fang Erlang is now in a high position, and he is in charge of the Ministry of War as the left servant of the Ministry of War. Suppressed? I'm just a child of the Su family in martial arts, so I'm far behind Fang Erlang, so why should I complain about it?"

Sitting opposite him, a handsome young man in brocade clothes praised: "This king likes to listen to you, the good heir! Among the dandies in Beijing and the children of aristocratic families, who can compare with Fang Erlang? He is talented, amazingly talented, and Only with father and emperor's efforts to cultivate, but still not rushing or rushing, steady and steady, can we have the achievements of rampaging in Mobei and ravaging the grasslands! My generation should be a role model!"

(End of this chapter)