Stepping into the study, Changsun Wuji couldn't help but frown.
I never expected that my son, who is usually polite and polite, would have such a violent side.
Especially Chang Sun Chong's twisted face made Chang Sun Wuji feel a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.
Is this still the eldest son he has high hopes for?
If Changsun Chong was so insane just because of those rumors, it would be a huge disappointment to him.
After all, those who achieve great things will not show their honor or disgrace in their appearance.
Seeing his father come in, Changsun Chong suppressed the anger in his heart, stood up and saluted: "I have met my father!"
"Um!"
Changsun Wuji nodded.
Slowly walked to the bed and sat down, then slowly asked: "Are you so angry because of what Fang Jun said today?"
Changsun Chong was speechless for a moment, hesitating for a long time before he said with some shame: "My child has let his father down!"
Although Fang Jun's words made him angry, it was only part of the reason.
The most important thing is the defect of his own body.
Of course, this kind of secret must never be revealed to his father.
Otherwise, his eldest son Chong will forever lose the chance to inherit his eldest son's family.
Seeing Chang Sun Chong's submissive look, Chang Sun Wuji sighed slightly: "Young people, it's normal to be angry, but I want to remind you to stay calm at all times, otherwise, you won't be able to achieve anything great!"
"Since Fang Jun dares to insult our eldest grandson family like this, you can ask for an imperial order from His Majesty and come directly to confront him."
"As long as Fang Jun admits his crime, that kid will definitely be unable to eat and walk away, and the Fang family will definitely be accused by thousands of people!"
After hearing the advice his father gave him, Changsun Chong's eyes lit up and he nodded quickly: "Thank you for your teaching, father!"
Changsun Wuji smiled happily: "As long as you know, come out with the momentum of the Changsun family and don't let a rumor disturb your mind."
"You want everyone in Chang'an City to know that our eldest son, the eldest son of the eldest son, is a star in the sky, and his Fang Jun is just a mallet!"
"If you want to miss our daughter-in-law, Fang Jun is not qualified."
"I can't personally intervene in the grudges of the younger generation. As long as you don't kill anyone, I will take care of everything!"
Hearing this, Changsun Chong was inexplicably moved and said with a nasal voice: "Thank you for your protection, father!"
Changsun Wuji waved his hand: "You are my son, and this is what I should do. Seeing that you lost such a temper today, is there anything else on your mind?"
Changsun Chong nodded: "My child has been serving as the Shaoqing of Zongzheng Temple for more than two years. I feel that I can't learn anything at Zongzheng Temple. I wonder if my child can go to other places for experience."
"oh?"
Changsun Wuji glanced at his son in surprise and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
"My child wants to go to the Ministry of Rites, is it possible?" Changsun Chong blurted out.
After pondering for a moment, Changsun Wuji said: "The Ministry of Rites, almost all of them are from the King of Wei. Since you want to go, my father will fight for you."
"Of course, we can't relax at Zongzheng Temple. In addition, when we have time, we should spend more time with Princess Changle."
"You have been married for two years and you still don't have a daughter-in-law. Once you go to work in the Ministry of Etiquette, you will be so busy with work that you won't have time!"
"My child knows!" Changsun nodded, his face a little gloomy.
"Okay, you have a good rest!"
Changsun Wuji thought that his words reminded his son of those rumors, sighed slightly, turned around and left.
Looking at his father's retreating back, Changsun Chong clenched his hands unconsciously, and his whole face became distorted again.
Walking to the window sill and opening the window, a wave of heat hit my face.
For a moment, Changsun Chong felt a little breathless.
However, from the sounds coming from his gritted teeth, one could vaguely hear two names being repeated repeatedly.
Li Chengqian... Fang Jun...
Fang Jun, who was studying the system, didn't know that he was already being noticed.
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The morning light shines brightly on the house, and there is a drum sound when the door is first opened.
Before dawn the next day, bursts of piercing sounds could be heard from an open space in the backyard of Liang Guogong's mansion.
I saw a young man punching or kicking, and dancing with a set of boxing techniques that was very powerful.
If future generations see it, they will definitely recognize that this is a complete set of military boxing.
Looking closely, the person practicing martial arts is Fang Jun.
A set of handsome moves fascinated the little maid Xiang'er who was watching from the side.
Although the young master had some fists and kicks in the past, had he ever been so mighty and domineering?
Ignoring the little girl's obsessed eyes, Fang Jun felt extremely proud of himself.
After a set of military punches, his face didn't turn red or he wasn't out of breath.
The physical fitness of peak special forces soldiers is too strong.
Of course, what makes Fang Jun even more delighted is that after one night, the emotional value collected by the system has increased by more than 10,000.
Moreover, he also roughly figured out how to obtain emotional values.
As long as what you do causes other people's emotions to change, when the other person's emotions reach a certain critical point, you can gain emotional value.
Of course, this is also subject to distance restrictions!
With the current level of the system, it can only obtain emotional values within one kilometer.
And these people's emotional changes can only be due to things related to themselves.
It seems that last night, many people were envious, jealous, and resentful of themselves for refusing to marry, or for being granted marriage.
Seeing that the mood value had reached the system upgrade conditions, Fang Jun was in a good mood and couldn't help but joked: "Xiang'er, do you think the young master is handsome?"
The little maid blushed and retorted: "Master, if I remember correctly, people in Chang'an City call you Bangchui. Are you handsome too?"
Such a disrespectful answer made Fang Jun blush slightly even with his face.
Indeed, the predecessor of this body liked to wield swords and guns, and his appearance could only be regarded as ordinary, not handsome at all.
Seeing that Fang Jun was a little embarrassed, Xiang'er quickly reacted.
Isn't this a disguised form of mocking my own son?
The picturesque pretty face suddenly became delicate and ready to cry, not knowing what to do.
This kind of mocking of the master would not be tolerated in any mansion.
She is scared!
Two years ago, she was sold to Fang Mansion as a maid by her father and became Fang Jun's personal maid.
Although she is a maid, her status is definitely not low as she follows the second master of the house.
After finally finding a stable place to live, she really didn't want to live the kind of days of hunger and cold again.
What's more, if a slave contradicts her master, she can easily be sold to a brothel. That will be the beginning of a miserable life, and it would be better to die happily.
Thinking of this, the little girl became desperate and burst into tears. Her tears kept falling like pearls.
A pair of big eyes full of mist begged: "Sir, I made a mistake. You can punish me however you want, but please don't sell me."
As a lowly slave, belonging to private property, her life and death are determined by her master's words, how can she not be afraid.
"Ding, slave Xiang'er is in despair and has huge mood swings. Her mood value is +199..."
"Ding, slave Xiang'er is in despair, her mood fluctuates greatly, her mood value is +299..."
"Ding, slave Xiang'er is in despair, her mood fluctuates greatly, her mood value is +399..."
Hearing a series of notification sounds in his mind, Fang Jun grinned.
The little girl just does three brushes in a row, she is a proper tool!
If it weren't for the fact that the little girl looked so pitiful, Fang Jun would have wanted to continue harvesting her again.
However, this little girl is so beautiful.
Although she is still young, her pretty face is already as beautiful as a flower.
If he grows up, he will not be any more embarrassed than those so-called big stars in later generations!
Such a beautiful little girl is just a slave.
What an evil feudal society!
For the first time, Fang Jun felt that time travel was so wonderful!
Just like a famous saying from the previous life.
There is no shortage of beautiful things in the world, it only lacks eyes to discover beauty.
Seeing the little girl's pear blossoms with rain, Fang Jun couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gently pinched her tender face, and said with a smile: "Okay, if you cry again, you will turn into a tabby cat. If you become ugly, be careful, I will sell you." Lose."
Hearing this, the little girl suddenly became ecstatic and asked expectantly: "Master, do you really blame me? I shouldn't have said that just now... I shouldn't have called you a stick..."
The more anxious the little girl became, the more nervous she became, and she didn't know what words to use.
"Ding, slave Xiang'er has a huge mood swing, her mood value is +99..."
"Ding, slave Xiang'er has a huge mood swing, her mood value is +199..."
"Ding, slave Xiang'er has a huge mood swing, her mood value is +89..."
Fang Jun also finally figured out how to obtain emotional value.
When a person has negative emotional values such as anger, jealousy, despair, etc., the emotional value that the system can harvest is relatively high.
If a person is excited, happy... then the emotional value he gets is relatively small.
It seems that we will have to find more trouble in the future!
After harvesting another wave of emotional points, Fang Jun was in a good mood. He smiled and said: "I'm a little hungry, so hurry up and prepare breakfast, otherwise I will sell you!"
Xiang'er couldn't believe it when Fang Jun didn't pursue her rudeness.
The previous master's temper was not so good.
If a servant did something wrong, he would either scold him or hit him.
However, she felt that the young master was better now.
After saying yes, he ran away with his calves.
Little girl knew that the former Fang Jun had long since disappeared, leaving only a shell.
