"My head hurts so much." Fang Zhongyong woke up slowly while lying on the bed, with thatch pricking his back and a lot of mixed memories in his mind, making him feel like he was in another world.
Those vague memories told him that this was the capital of Kuizhou in the Tang Dynasty, right on the edge of the Yangtze River!
In my previous life, after having sex with my friends, I drank too much and walked by the river when I was returning home and accidentally fell into the water.
I thought I would drown in the lake, but I didn't expect to wake up in this strange place and still lie in bed.
His body was obviously that of a teenager, maybe seven or eight years old, maybe six or seven years old, who knows.
The whole room was dark and narrow, and there were no windows. The roof looked like it was just paved with oil tiles. It was midday, and the sun shone through the cracks in the oil tiles, leaving mottled marks on his face.
Fang Chongyong didn't want to think about whether there would be water leaks here if it rained...
All in all, it feels good to be alive.
"Lang Jun, you finally woke up!"
A thin boy beside the bed shouted excitedly. The drake voice in the voice-changing stage was obviously not a girl.
"What year is this?"
Fang Chongyong took the pottery bowl handed over by the other party and took a sip of water. He was really thirsty and felt like his whole body was crying out for the nourishment of sweet water.
"puff!"
Without waiting for the boy to answer, a smell of earthy smell rushed straight to his forehead, causing him to spit out the water in his mouth and spray it into the face of the boy next to him!
"Why does this water taste so...weird?"
Fang Chongyong couldn't help but blame the other party and asked.
"Is it weird?"
The boy actually took the pottery bowl and took a sip. Rudao raised his eyebrows, looked at Fang Chongyong with an incomprehensible look, and said, "It's not strange, it still smells the same!"
Fang Chongyong felt that the other person's brain seemed to be different from ordinary people's, so that he could not communicate effectively. He waved his hand gently, got out of bed and stood up.
After walking around the almost bare-walled house, Fang Chongyong asked the boy doubtfully, "Where is my father?"
"Oh! I remembered that Alang left two letters for Lang Jun, asking him to take an official ship and leave for Chang'an as soon as possible."
The boy took out two letters from his arms and emphasized one sentence: "The one with no words on it can be read by Mr. Lang. The other one with words on it is to be handed over to Zhongshu. Alang left. I specifically told you before."
Feeling as if he had heard some extraordinary information, Fang Chongyong asked doubtfully: "Which Zhongshu?"
"Zhang Jiuling and Mr. Zhang."
The boy calmly said the information that made Fang Chongyong explode.
Fang Chongyong: "..."
Zhang Jiuling has it, so he won't cheat during the Kaiyuan period.
He secretly cursed in his heart, God, how could he, with his small body, participate in such a turbulent whirlpool?
Fang Chongyong was speechless and choked. He is just a child now!
"Do you know what official position Zhongshu is?"
Fang Chongyong had to ask carefully about the joints here. He didn't even have time to read the letter.
"Overall the Zhongshu Province, the head of a province, and a high position of authority."
The boy beside the bed said disapprovingly, very casually.
Fang Chongyong was very puzzled. Considering the other party's age and being a domestic slave, how could he know so much information.
Especially with that careless tone, how could he be so frivolous?
Fang Zhongyong looked at the other person intently. This boy was full of mysteries, making him speculate in various ways.
Fang Chongyong opened the letter left by his father and saw vigorous words written on the scrawled paper:
"My three greatest hatreds in life:
I hate that the corpses of all the princes in the court are eating plain food, and that my talents in the world cannot be used.
The second hate is that his good wife died early and was left alone for half his life.
Those who hate being unworthy are as stupid as pigs and dogs, and cannot be carved.
Bitter! Bitter! Bitter!
Hate it! Hate it! Hate it!
It's better to go back. If you are an unworthy son, don't miss him. "
The letter was gone at this point. A vein popped out on Fang Chongyong's forehead, and he slapped the letter hard on the table! The pain in his palms made him want to cry!
There are so many flaws that I don’t know where to start.
What kind of scumbag is this! Abandoned his son directly?
What about respecting the elderly and loving the young? Didn't you say "How can you not be a husband if you have a pity for a child"?
It’s okay to lose your son in Chang’an! Dumped in a ghost place like Kuizhou, thousands of miles away from Chang'an, how could a half-year-old child get to Chang'an?
Fang Chongyong was so angry that he opened the "unopenable" letter!
"Lang Jun, no!"
The boy beside him exclaimed, it was too late to stop Fang Chongyong.
"Hmph, I have my own opinion. You...by the way, what's your name?"
Fang Chongyong then remembered that he seemed to have not asked the other party's name yet.
"The slave calls Fang Lai Mie, and the magpies come and go, the magpies come."
Fang Laique replied in a low voice with some grievance. His young master actually didn't even remember his only son.
Fang Chongyong had no time to pay attention to Fang Laique's mood at this time, because he was already shocked by the contents of this "secret letter"!
This is a heart-wrenching... informant letter.
In the letter, Fang Chongyong's father, Fang Youde, reported a major event to his "real" boss, Zhang Jiuling.
Fang Youde verified that Wang Yu, the envoy of Jiannan Festival, accepted bribes from the leader of Nanzhao, which caused the Tang army to stand still in the southern border town of Shu and watch Nanzhao annex the other five imperial edicts, which seriously damaged the interests of the Tang court.
Zhangchou Jianqiong, the deputy envoy of Jiannan Jiedu and the regiment training envoy, took advantage of this opportunity to incite the soldiers in the border town to mutiny, and asked the left prime minister Li Linfu to provide him with some conveniences, such as military support.
In order to support Zhangchou Jianqiong and not be hindered by the princes in the court, Li Linfu instructed his party member, Zheng Shuqing, the governor of Kuizhou, to misappropriate a huge amount of money from the Kuizhou Yangtze River customs, ordered people to enter Sichuan by sea, and secretly handed it over to Zhang Qiu and the border troops under Qiong's command.
Wang Yu, a scholar who had no knowledge of military affairs, had no idea about this.
After receiving the reward, the Tang army showed off its power, clashed with the Nanzhao army in the border town, and defeated the main force of the Nanzhao army!
Then the Tang army burned, killed, and looted the local area, committing all kinds of evil and committing many crimes.
Fang Youde believes that taking this opportunity, Li Linfu may plan to investigate Wang Yu in the court and let Zhangchou Jianqiong be promoted to Jiannan Jiedushi! And he placed many of his own people in the Jiannan border army.
This is an excellent opportunity. With some operation, Wang Yu, Zhangchou Jianqiong, Zheng Shuqing, Li Linfu and others can be taken down in one fell swoop! Please Zhang Jiuling act quickly, lest things change later.
It is obvious that Zhang Jiuling is Li Linfu's political opponent, and it is basic practice to kill political opponents using physical means.
The light in the room was a bit dark, and Fang Chongyong expressionlessly put the letters one by one on the oil lamp to burn them, ignoring Fang Laique beside him who opened his mouth wide and wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound.
"Lang Jun, if the letter is burned, we can't go back to Chang'an!"
Fang Laique's voice trembled, not knowing how to persuade Fang Chongyong.
"Burn this letter to survive. Trust me, don't tell anyone about this."
Fang Chongyong looked at Fang Laique, who was still childish, with a serious look on his face.
Two and a half-year-old "children" encountered such a big thing. One was pretending to be calm, while the other was frightened.
Li Linfu, Wang Yu, Zhangchou Jianqiong, Zheng Shuqing...each of them is a big shot. Even Zheng Shuqing, the governor of Kuizhou with the lowest "rank" among them, crushing Fang Chongyong to death would be like crushing an ant to death.
Fang Chongyong’s scumbag father Fang Youde, how could he have the courage to “take on” so many big bosses?
Does Fang Youde think that a half-year-old child should not be searched? Is it possible to cover up the truth and travel thousands of miles to Chang'an to deliver the "report letter"?
What kind of brain, what kind of IQ, what kind of emotional intelligence does this person have!
Fang Chongyong scolded that scumbag father from head to toe in his heart. With such a fool, life in this life would be really difficult.
"Zheng Shuqing, what kind of person is Zheng Shuqing?"
Fang Chongyong paced back and forth in the room, talking to himself as if no one else was around.
What about Zhang Jiuling, what about Li Linfu, what about Zhangchou Jianqiong, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and they can't do anything to them. Only Zheng Shuqing, the governor of Kuizhou, is in the city of Kuizhou right now, and it only takes a matter of minutes to deal with a boy like him!
The saying that county magistrates are not as good as current officials can be used more appropriately at this moment.
Fang Chongyong was very confused. His father, Fang Youde, didn't know what official position he held. How could Zheng Shuqing, the governor of Kuizhou, not hear anything about the case being investigated like this.
How could the other party not take any precautions?
"Zheng Shuqing took refuge with Li Linfu as a minion. In his early years, he was the governor of Kuizhou. In the last years of Tianbao, he was the censor. He was in charge of the branches and sold his officials to win titles. He does not know loyalty and is only interested in profit. He is not as good as a pig or a dog."
Fang Laique's calm and emotionless voice rang in Fang Chongyong's ears!
The latter seemed to see a five-meter-long python squirming in front of him. He was so frightened that he took a few steps back. He sat down next to the bed and looked at Fang Laique in shock!
People from the Kaiyuan period actually knew what happened during the Tianbao period! Is there anything more ridiculous in the world than this?
"You care for you! Who are you?"
Fang Chongyong pointed at Fang Laique in horror and asked.
"Lang Jun, I'm here to magpie! I was born in the Fang family. My father followed Alang (Fang Youde) and changed his surname to Fang. I have followed Lang Jun since I was a child, and my surname was Fang when I was born."
Fang Laique touched his head and said innocently. He always felt that his "young master" seemed to be a different person since he fell into the water and woke up.
"What did you just say?"
Fang Chongyong calmed down a little, grabbed Fang Laique's arm, and asked in a low voice.
"Did I just say something?"
Fang Laique looked at Fang Chongyong inexplicably, as if he had no idea what had just happened.
His sluggish look doesn't look like he's pretending. If it's really fake, it can only be said that he is the reincarnation of the movie king and is impeccable.
"Who is Zheng Shuqing?"
Fang Chongyong continued to ask, feeling a little relieved.
"Alang told me before that he is the governor of Kuizhou and the largest local official. I don't know about the others."
Fang Laique still didn't understand what Fang Chongyong wanted to ask.
He was very surprised. Fang Chongyong didn't know who Zheng Shuqing was. They now live in official residences, houses that only the families of local officials in Kuizhou are eligible to live in. Fang Youde not only had dealings with Zheng Shuqing, but also had a very bad relationship with them.
"anything else?"
Fang Zhongyong asked, staring at Fang Laique, his eyes almost bulging.
"No more."
Fang Laique spread his hands, not knowing what to say.
"That's all."
Fang Chongyong waved his hand. The son of this family grew up playing around, and he didn't look like a liar. But what was going on?
The only thing that is certain is that it was definitely not an auditory hallucination just now!
Gurgling... At the critical moment, Fang Chongyong's stomach growled.
"Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."
Fang Chongyong sat down on the high stool and slid softly onto the table. This child's body was very weak, and he didn't know what he ate on a daily basis.
"Yes, yes, I've made some food."
Fang Lai walked out of the house in a hurry and quickly came back. He brought out a bowl of fish soup with three slender white fish, a bowl of something that looked like pickles, and a bowl full of broken leaves and unknown ingredients. The famous "rice" mixed with various grains seems to be the staple food.
Fang Laique barely had "Come and praise me" written on his face. Fang Chongyong picked up a chopstick of fish meat and brought it to his mouth with anticipation, his expression slightly changing.
The fish meat was light and fishy, and the smell hit his forehead, making him stunned for a moment.
It's so pitiful that in his two lifetimes, he has never eaten such unpalatable fish!
Such fishy fish can only be fed to cats! The cats won’t eat it!
"this……"
Seeing Fang Laique's expectant expression, Fang Zhongyong swallowed the curse words, picked up a ball of "rice" with chopsticks, and brought it to his mouth.
The green and earthy smell fills the mouth and lingers for a long time. The rough texture is hard to describe, like chewing sand, and makes you breathless.
When I swallowed hard, it felt like a saw was pulling repeatedly on my throat. Wherever the food went, there was unbearable pain... The taste of this mysterious staple food could only be described as awe-inspiring.
"The meal was well done. Don't make it next time. I'll do it."
Fang Chongyong sighed helplessly.
He no longer counted on the food cooked by this boy.
"Alang said, the master is the master and the slave is the slave. There is no principle of master serving slaves. How can Langjun cook by himself?"
Fang Laique said righteously, with determination on his young face, which made Fang Chongyong want to punch him.
After eating everything, let’s try the taste of the kimchi.
Fang Chongyong no longer had any expectations and put a piece of shredded vegetable leaf that he couldn't name into his mouth.
It was sour, with a little sweetness, and a little salty, which instantly dispelled the earthy smell in his mouth!
"This dish is good! It's really good!"
Fang Chongyong couldn't help but praise.
"oh."
Fang Laique reluctantly answered, the smile on his face fell, and he grimaced and said nothing.
"What are you doing?"
Fang Chongyong asked doubtfully. You still have a sad face after being praised. Do you like being abused?
"This kangkong is made by Fengxianlou in Kuizhou City. I'll go find them and get it."
Fang Laique was deeply shocked and said feebly.
You can actually get it on credit!
Fang Chongyong was shocked.
No one's money comes from the money. Fang Laique, a slave, went to the city's wine shop to beg for wild vegetables. If other people's brains were not caught in the door, who would give him credit?
"You're such a dirty kid, who will listen to you?"
Fang Chongyong took another bite of water spinach and asked casually. He didn't even bother to move his chopsticks with the other two things.
"I don't know, but after Alang left, I went to various wine shops in Kuizhou City. As long as I reported Alang's identity as the supervisory censor, I seemed to be able to take whatever I wanted without spending money."
Fang Laique said with emotion as if nothing had happened.
My father's emotional intelligence is so low that he is actually a supervisory censor who is feared by people and ghosts?
Fang Chongyong was a little confused as to what his "scumbag father" relied on to get up.
Should I be a dog to the powerful directly, or should I be a dog to the powerful after passing the imperial examination?
Fang Chongyong fell into deep thinking.
But judging from the current situation between him and Fang Laique, it is obvious that his father Fang Youde's situation is not good either.
After eating a few mouthfuls of water spinach, Fang Chongyong lay on the bed, feeling the cold and hard dry thatch behind his back, thinking about how he should proceed on the vast road ahead so as not to be swallowed up by this era.
As for Chang'an, don't think so much. After all, it will be Anlushan's food in more than ten years, and it will not be as safe as Kuizhou.
When it was getting dark, I suddenly heard the sound of gongs and drums outside the house!
boom!
The flimsy door was kicked open, and the courtyard of the official residence was already crowded with people, with bright torches everywhere. Several small officials in black clothes rushed into the house with fire sticks in their hands.
Behind them followed a middle-aged official in a crimson official robe, wearing a turban on his head, black leather Liuhe boots, and a fish bag at his waist. He was looking around with malicious intent.
Except for Fang Chongyong and the others.
"Search, we must find out the evidence of crime!"
The scarlet-robed official roared angrily, treating Fang Chongyong and Fang Laique as transparent persons. The clerks rummaged through the house and finally found the "Three Major Hate" written by Fang Youde on the desk. Apart from this, not even the root hairs can be found.
The life-threatening report letter had long been reduced to ashes, and even the gods could not recognize it.
After searching for half an hour and finding nothing, everyone looked at the scarlet-robed official, waiting for the next order.
"Fang Youde, as a supervisory censor, actually collaborated with bandits to steal the Kuizhou River tax revenue! Now he is absconding in fear of crime!
Come on, take the prisoner's family back to prison and interrogate them slowly! "
The Feipao official was unwilling to look at Fang Chongyong from beginning to end. He was "talking to himself" throughout the whole process, as if he was performing for someone to see.
Fang Chongyong just watched the other party talking about himself, without saying a word.
It's useless to talk more. It's better to keep your mouth shut until the governor shows up.
