Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 1998 Father Teaching Son

"Your Highness misunderstood, Weichen and Princess Fangling are innocent..." Fang Jun was eager to defend.

Princess Jiujiang gave a disdainful smile, and said, "That elder sister of my palace, how could she have had a pure and innocent relationship with a man? Men are all cats who steal. A wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a concubine. Such a noble and coquettish woman If you don’t eat all the beauties that come to your lips, you’re still a man? Ask this general, if given the chance, would he gobble it up or treat him like a guest?”

Xue Wanche scratched his head and laughed in embarrassment: "Haha, this...that...haha."

Fang Jun: "..."

The yellow mud fell into the crotch, right?

Okay, whatever you like to think, a man as pure as a lotus flower like Brother Si is an existence that you can't understand...

Princess Jiujiang looked at Fang Jun's disapproving expression, sighed quietly, and said, "It's not that I am nosy, but since you and Shiro treat each other sincerely, how can I turn a blind eye to seeing you looking for a way out? The scandal between sister Fangling and Yang Yuzhi caused a lot of trouble before, and the emperor was furious. Yang Yuzhi was also lucky. He was hacked to death by Dou Fengjie, otherwise the emperor would have to divide him into pieces! The royal family’s reputation among the people is indeed not very good, but You have to remember, some things are vague and ambiguous rumors, the emperor is magnanimous and doesn't take it seriously, but if it is true, it will lose the royal face, no matter who it is, the emperor will not spare him!"

Fang Jun was stunned.

Where does this mean Princess Fangling?
It was clearly a warning to himself, never to have an affair with Princess Changle, there were some rumors, that's all, the emperor didn't bother to answer them, but once it became a fact and was stabbed out, the emperor raised his butcher's knife and would definitely deny his relatives!

Fang Jun had no choice but to say: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty, I must always reflect on myself and never make mistakes."

In any case, this is the kindness shown by others, and such tactful persuasion should be appreciated.

Princess Jiujiang smiled brightly and said: "I know you are a smart person... okay, the general is about to go to war, and there are still many things to prepare, so don't bother Erlang as a Shennong family who breeds herbs to benefit the people!"

Fang Jun smiled: "Your Highness, go slowly, and I will see you off."

Although this Princess of Jiujiang is somewhat self-righteous and arrogant, she is also a cheerful woman, and she is a good match for such a good-for-nothing like Xue Wanche.

……

As soon as Xue Wanche and his wife were sent away, a servant came to report that Fang Xuanling had ordered him to return to the Chang'an residence to discuss important matters.

Ask the servant what's the matter, but the servant shakes his head and doesn't know.

Fang Jun didn't dare to neglect, quickly put on the fox fur and the mink hat, took a few soldiers' parts, and galloped down the mountain on a fast horse.

The sky was gloomy like lead, and heavy snow like goose feathers filled the space between the heaven and the earth, and the field of vision was vast.Fortunately, the north wind is blowing snowflakes and the climate is extremely cold. Otherwise, the heavy snow will melt into ice after it hits the ground, and a layer of snow will fall on it, making it more slippery, and the road will not be able to travel.

Riding on a horse, the cold wind blows snowflakes and rushes towards him, cutting his face like a knife.

Lishan Mountain in the wind and snow is like a horse standing against the wind. It has no galloping momentum, but it stands proudly, making it even more majestic.

Curls of cooking smoke rose above the dwellings in the mountain depression, and were immediately blown away by the north wind.

All the way into Chang'an, there are slaves from the Jingzhao Mansion ordering the slaves to clean the streets. Although the snow is too heavy, the streets and alleys that have just been cleaned are covered with a layer of snow as soon as they turn around, but it is not enough Without a horseshoe, the journey is not difficult.

Pedestrians are rare on the street.

Riding the horse to the front of the house, a servant had already come out to take the reins of the horse. Fang Jun turned over, jumped off the horse, and strode into the courtyard.

……

There was a brazier burning in the study, and the ground dragon was also burning underground. As soon as Fang Jun entered the room, he felt a wave of heat hit his face.

Fang Jun frowned. Although the elderly are afraid of the cold, a cold can kill most of their lives, but living in such a hot and dry environment for a long time will reduce their own immunity and lead to the deterioration of body functions, which is not a good thing. Thinking about persuading him later, he heard two soft voices...

"Daddy..."

"dad……"

Two little people carved in powder and jade, ran towards him vying to be the first.

The baby was still young, and he couldn't walk properly. He fell down after running a few times. Fang Jun smiled, but he didn't go forward to help him. Looking at the two little faces of Xuanran who were about to cry, he encouraged him: "Get up and come to Dad."

The eldest Fang Shu bit his lip and stood up, staggeringly ran over, while the second Fang You pursed his lips, simply landed on his hands and feet, giggling and drooling and crawled over...

Fang Jun picked up the two sons, one in each hand, and said to Fang Xuanling who was on the chair, "My son has seen his father."

Fang Xuanling was stretching out his hand to stroke his messy beard, when he saw the two grandsons hugging his son's neck, giggling, he was a little displeased and said: "Boys should be strictly disciplined since they are young, and they should not be spoiled or pampered. Otherwise, being a child is like killing your father, how will you know the rules and endure hardships when you grow up?"

Fang Jun said: "Father taught me that."

But secretly curled your lips, what you said was one set, and it seemed harsh, but what happened to your beard, which you cherish so much, so messed up like this?
You dote on your child so much, but you teach me a lesson when you turn around...

All right, you are the father, you are the oldest, no matter what you say, it makes sense.

Sitting on the chair, the two sons were standing on his lap and jumping. Fang Jun was afraid that the children would fall, so he put his arms around their waists. The two boys jumped happily, giggling and drooling When the eldest came out, he moved the second child into his arms and leaned against his chest, and used a handkerchief to wipe the drool from the corner of the eldest's mouth with a free hand, and then the two sons switched, doing the same thing.

With busy hands, he asked, "Father called me back, why?"

Fang Xuanling clicked his tongue, looking at the two grandchildren Huanshi's eyes were a little hot, and said: "Give me one, hold both of them, it will be a big deal if it breaks."

Fang Jun handed the eldest brother over, and as soon as Fang Shu was in his grandfather's arms, he grabbed his grandfather's beard, pulled it hard a few times, and sent it to his mouth...

Although the beard hurt so much from being pulled, Fang Xuanling didn't feel annoyed at all. Instead, he smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth: "Hey, hey, my good grandson, you can't eat beards..."

Fang Jun saw the corners of his eyes twitching.

No wonder it is said that children cannot be taken by the elderly. There is no bottom line for the elderly to spoil children. Look at the appearance of the old man. He taught him a lesson just now. Now, even if the child goes to the house, he is still reluctant to scold him with a smile. For a moment, where does he look like a wise old man, a prime minister of a country?

There is no doubt that these two children are by Fang Xuanling's side. I don't know how many books they can read. It is certain that they will become two dudes...

Seeing that the father and son obviously had something to talk about, the wet nurse outside came in and took the two children away, and then the study stopped.

After the maid served tea and the father and I had a cup, Fang Xuanling asked, "What's the matter with you at Lishan Mountain? You don't care about the affairs of the Ministry of War. It is unwise to suspect that you are dereliction of duty. Your Majesty is the leader of a country." Jun, it’s okay for you to have different opinions, but you should speak up and speak out, and you must not hold any resentment in your heart.”

Fang Jun explained the importance of seeds.

No way, he said this countless times in front of countless people, but they all thought he was exaggerating. No one really believed in the yield of corn, sweet potatoes, and potatoes, and what earth-shaking changes it would bring to Datang. Variety.

Obviously, Fang Xuanling didn't believe it...

"Since those seeds are so important, the officials of Sinong Temple can't compare to your agricultural skills. It is also reasonable for you to take care of everything. But how can you slack off the government affairs of the Ministry of War because of this? Soldiers are soldiers. You can’t relax even the slightest bit about major matters. Now, you are the left servant of the Ministry of War, and you are actually the highest officer of the Ministry of War. Once there are any omissions in the Ministry of War, you will be the first person responsible, no matter whether it is up to you to handle the decision. How to justify it? Furthermore, the northern border is not stable right now, and the Turkic descendants and Xue Yantuo are all ready to move. If the situation worsens, Xue Yantuo breaks through the Dingxiang defense line and drives straight in, and staged another "Weishui alliance". What is the face of your majesty? What is the majesty of the empire? Survive? How many people have been slaughtered by aliens, how many good fields have been trampled by barbarians? Food is the foundation of a country, but it is definitely not the only foundation for a country to be strong. People's hearts and morale are the most important! In a country with a broken backbone, there is fear in the bottom of the heart, trembling at the sight of scimitars and iron cavalry, even if there are millions of armors, even if the grain is full, what is the use?"

Fang Jun woke up like a dream, sweating profusely.

(End of this chapter)