But just as this thought arose, His Majesty Li Er remembered that Li Ke was in Silla. To prevent his mother from worrying about whether he would report good news but not good results? If the situation becomes difficult and the situation becomes difficult, how can I have the heart to send my other sons thousands of miles away to a foreign country as a border?
I still neglected my son Li Ke. He showed little concern after leaving the town of Silla. No wonder I could write a family letter to Concubine Yang, but refused to express some condolences to his father...
His Majesty Li Er said softly to Concubine Yang: "Don't worry about Ke'er. After all, he is also the prince of the Tang Dynasty. He represents the power of the Tang Dynasty when he goes out to foreign lands. How dare you insult me? Besides, there are also Fang Jun's navy sailing in the sea, ready to help you at any time." With enough support from Ke'er, even if the situation in Silla is unstable, with Ke'er's ability, all parties can be stabilized and have peace of mind. Later, I wrote to him to ask how the situation was, and if there were difficulties, I would help. "
Concubine Yang wept with joy, lowered her head and said: "I am a Taoist woman, and I don't know the world's major events. I only know that Ke'er is the flesh and blood of my concubine. It's just a long separation. I don't know how miserable it must be to live in a barbarian land. Every time It's hard to fall asleep at night and I'm worried...Since you have His Majesty's concern, it's Ke'er's blessing."
My son has gone to a foreign land. As a mother, how can I not think about him day and night and worry about him? But she is not an ordinary woman. Before she was born, the Sui royal family knew the world's political affairs. She knew that if her son stayed in Chang'an, he would inevitably be involved in the fight for the throne. If he was not careful, his future would be ruined and his life would be precarious. She was able to escape thousands of miles away and stay away from the matter, but it was still a safe place. way.
Moreover, no matter how desolate and barbaric Silla is, it is still a land of one country. Li Ke can create a foundation on the feudal side and then spread it to future generations. It can be regarded as the best ending...
As long as Your Majesty does not forget this son, provides support and help from time to time, and has Fang Jun to help, there will definitely be no major disasters.
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Fang Jun stayed in Liang Guogong's Mansion in Chongrenfang. While supervising the craftsmen to repair the houses, he also led officials from the Shaofu and the Ministry of Industry to renovate many places in the mansion, adding several scenery and building many rooms. , the materials used are of course the best and cost a lot.
He had plenty of money and was a spendthrift, so he ordered the stewards in the palace to purchase dishes and give the craftsmen the best food. Rewards would be given out from time to time, which made the craftsmen smile and work harder. Within a few days, they were ready. The house was renovated.
So Fang Jun called Li Chunfeng to the mansion and asked him to choose an auspicious day to pick up Princess Gaoyang and other family members to move back.
In the flower hall, there was a cool breeze and the fragrance of hot tea. However, the fairy-like Li Chunfeng looked at Fang Jun with an expression that looked like he was constipated and said: "You called me here to choose an auspicious day for you to return home? "
Fang Jun sipped his tea and said matter-of-factly: "That's right. If the Tang Dynasty talks about deducing good or bad luck and choosing good times and days, you, Li Chunfeng, are only slightly inferior to Yuan Tiangang. Who can I ask you for this kind of thing?"
Li Chunfeng said angrily: "Do you know what my official position is? Taishi Ling! Observe astronomy, determine the calendar, any changes in the sun, moon, stars, wind, clouds and complexion, and lead my subordinates to account for them! You are just moving a It's just a home...well, it's not even a move, it's just a warm pot, so you actually let me make this trip?"
From ancient times to the present, the number of days has been an insurmountable rule. The less people can comprehend God's wrath, the more awe they have. Those who are proficient in the five elements and yin and yang Feng Shui are regarded as those who can "connect the heaven and the earth" and have an extremely high status. Sublime.
"Taishi Ling" is already considered the undisputed leader among such talents recognized by the imperial court... but now he is asked to choose a good time for Fang Jun to warm the pot and the kang, which is a waste of natural resources and an insult to elegance.
Fang Jun waved his hands and said impatiently: "I'm just a Taishi Ling. Don't think too highly of yourself. If you can't find Yuan Tiangang's awesome nose, you don't need to help me calculate it. Stop talking nonsense and choose one nearby." On a good and auspicious day, I will set up a few tables and treat you to a drink."
Li Chunfeng was so angry that he stroked his beard and said nothing for a long time. However, Fang Jun's words were true. If Yuan Tiangang was in Chang'an at this moment, Fang Jun would indeed invite him here, and there would be no need for him at all...
Thinking about it this way, you can be regarded as the number one person in the five elements under Yuan Tiangang, and you are quite proud?
After calming his breath, he counted with his fingers and said: "Tomorrow is the auspicious day of the zodiac. Guixin's fortune official seal is in Siguihaiyou. At Xushi, he placed fragrant meats, lamps and candles in the south direction to transfer them. Sha, everything else is appropriate."
Fang Junqi asked: "Have you memorized the entire almanac?"
Li Chunfeng raised his chin and said arrogantly: "That stuff is all made up by poor people, and you still need to carry it on your back? The movement of the stars, the rotation of the five elements, and the help of the eight trigrams, you will naturally know the good, bad, and bad luck."
The compilation of the almanac is regular. Whether it works or not is another matter, but Li Chunfeng is indeed a great master in this field.
Fang Jun asked again: "Do you really believe that this method can help you avoid misfortune and predict the future? Then you are wondering whether you will be fed like a dead dog today?"
Li Chunfeng had a dark face: "Since you don't believe it, why would you let a poor man choose an auspicious day?"
Fang Jun laughed: "It's just boring."
He probably doesn't believe in these Feng Shui tricks, but it's not that he doesn't believe it at all, but he "would rather believe that it exists than not believe that it doesn't exist." Anyway, it's not troublesome to calculate it if there are ready-made people, so he has to seek some luck. ?
It's like worshiping Buddha and offering incense. When something happens, you are devoted and sincere, but after the incident, you dismiss it. Moreover, it is often the case that this Buddha doesn't work. Then try another one next time. Anyway, you won't be able to worship the gods and Buddhas because they worship too much. , there is probably someone in charge...
Li Chunfeng had no moral integrity, rolled his eyes fiercely, and secretly hated Fang Jun. If he hadn't coveted Fang Jun's unparalleled arithmetic, he would have cut off his robe, parted ways, and stayed away from each other until old age and death.
So hateful...
The two drank tea, and Fang Jun asked about some knowledge about Feng Shui, and then praised Li Chunfeng's unparalleled achievements in this area, and implored him to set up some simple arrangements in the house, such as hiding wind and gathering energy, attracting blessings and bringing wealth, etc. role.
Li Chunfeng finally had the opportunity to show off what he had learned, and he happily agreed. He made up his mind to do some research and set up a few Feng Shui formations to give Fang Jun, a coward, some insights.
I completely forgot that I just wanted to break up with him...
Fang Jun invited Li Chunfeng to the study and called the steward to discuss the guests to be entertained on Wen Ju's day. Although Li Chunfeng was a Taoist priest, he was in an official career, and because of the special status and profession, he was very popular among the government and the public. Together with the steward, he helped Fang Jun check and fill in the gaps to see if anyone had been hired.
When hosting a banquet on Wen Ju's day, naturally you can't make a fuss about it, so you have to be very particular about who you invite and who you don't invite. If you don't invite the person who should be invited, you will offend someone in vain. Not only does a social gathering fail to achieve its original effect, it actually outweighs the gains and losses.
When the candidates were decided, Li Chunfeng took the initiative to come forward and study the ink, while Fang Jun wrote the invitations one by one.
Li Chunfeng stood aside and acted as a book boy without caring about his identity. He watched the powerful and rich calligraphy pouring out from the tip of his pen. He was mesmerized and kept praising: "Erlang's calligraphy can be called a famous artist in the world. Even though he is not the same as Chu Suiliang , Ouyang Tong is not inferior in comparison. It is even more rare for you to have such attainments at a young age. In the future, you will have full experience and ups and downs in life, and you will definitely have more life insights. You can build on this foundation to reach a higher level, which is enough. It has been passed down through the ages and has become a generation of calligraphy masters."
Nowadays, Fang Jun's destiny of "being both civil and military" has long been known to the world. Many people in the city collect Fang Jun's poems transcribed by famous writers. After being framed, they are either sold or collected, which are valuable. If someone were to obtain Fang Jun's calligraphy, it would be worth a fortune. It would be no exaggeration to say that he would have already been ranked with the great calligraphers of the world such as Ouyang Tong and Chu Suiliang, and even ranked first because of his poetry.
Li Chunfeng then said: "I wonder if Erlang has any new works recently? It should be written down, and it can be used as a resource for today's poor man to divine auspicious times."
Fang Jun glanced at him: "Are you that valuable?"
Li Chunfeng really loved Fang Jun's calligraphy and his poems. He ignored his rudeness and said with a smile, "How can our friendship be judged by money? It's vulgar! Come on, come on, poor man." The Taoist will give Erlang the ink brushing. If there are no new works, the old ones can be used, but the poor Taoist will not pick them."
He respectfully stepped forward to rub the ink, and then spread out a piece of rice paper.
Fang Jun thought for a while, if someone praises him so much, wouldn't he be pretending to be arrogant if he doesn't give him any face?
Then he picked up the pen, put down the paper, and finished it with one wave.
"Yesterday, the trees were full of red flowers. Today, thousands of flowers have fallen from the branches. The true prosperity comes from the show of three springs, and the changes are empty and follow the wind of one night. The time outside the world is contented, and who is poor in life and death in the world? The prosperity and decline of the past century are all as one. In a dream.”
After writing, put the pen down.
Li Chunfeng came closer and read each word one by one, praising: "What a 'Yesterday the trees were full of red flowers, but today the flowers have fallen from thousands of branches', what a 'Hundred years of great and great prosperity and decline, the past is as clear as a dream'!" Everyone is born to be prosperous, but they can't escape the death of life and the death of all things. In a few words, life is prosperous and death, death is eternal, the ups and downs, rise and fall, honor and disgrace are just like a dream! Erlang is talented and intelligent, why not simply abandon the world and live with the poor? Master the Taoist arts? One day you will transcend the ordinary and become a saint, and become an immortal!"
After saying that, he pointed to the place where he signed: "Come on, come on, when you sign here, you can mention the four words 'gift to Li Chunfeng'. After I go back, I will hang it in the bedroom and read it aloud in the evening to prevent things from corroding my heart." .”
Fang Jun was speechless. You just copied a poem, and you actually advised me to become a monk?
However, since the favor was already given, I couldn't refuse it, so I had to write the signature as required, then stamp and seal it...
Li Chunfeng waited until the ink stains were completely dry, rolled it up happily and held it carefully, saying: "It's over here. I have to go back to compile the almanac, so I'll take my leave first."
After leaving the room and seeing the servants in the distance, Li Chunfeng approached Fang Jun and whispered: "I have been observing the sky at night recently and saw that the Ziwei star shines brightly, which is quite strange."
Fang Jun was stunned and narrowed his eyes slightly.
(End of chapter)
