Chapter 92: Joke about the antecedents

The ancestral home of the Fang family is Dongping, Shandong, and everyone in Yangcheng knows it.

"What's wrong with Shandong? You know right? "People who have been baptized with all kinds of rumors in the past few days are not easy to convince.

The man smiled unhurriedly.

"Yes or not, you will know as soon as I hear it." He said, "You know that the Fang family's ancestral home is Shandong, but do you know what the Fang family's ancestors did for a living? ”

The people who had been quiet suddenly burst into an uproar.

"Spices!"

"You're stupid!"

"I don't know!"

"You're kidding us!"

The middle-aged man was busy laughing twice.

"Everyone knows it." He said in a round of his own game.

This movement caused people from other places to look at it and ask what was wrong.

Before he could answer, the middle-aged man seemed to be anxious by the noise, and slammed the table and stood up on the stool. ”

"Young Master Fang, is it true?"

"Young Master Fang, did your great-grandfather really save the first emperor?"

The crowd gathered around and asked loudly.

Fang Chengyu smiled silently and went downstairs under the escort of the guards.

There were more people downstairs, and after so many days, this was the first time that someone from the Fang family had appeared.

"Young Master Fang, is it true?" Everyone said, "Did you really save the first emperor?" Sue us. ”

Fang Chengyu stopped and looked at these people with a smile.

"It doesn't really matter if it's real or not." He said, "It's enough for everyone to know that our decree is true, isn't it?" ”

Everyone present was stunned.

Is it?

"In short, the decree is true." Fang Chengyu said, raising his hand and clenching his fist in the direction of the capital, "The emperor's grace is also true, what else do you want to ask about the truth or falsehood?" ”

After that, he went straight away under the support of the guards, leaving everyone in the teahouse in a daze.

yes, what else is true or false? Ask the Fang family whether the merits of the Holy Decree are true or false, or whether the Emperor's grace for giving the Holy Decree is true or false?

These are true or false, but it's not their turn to question, don't you see that even the brocade guards haven't asked?

Otherwise, how could these storytellers sit here and talk about foaming at the mouth?

These things must have been reported to the emperor of the capital.

Whether it's true or not, it doesn't matter who says it, the emperor has the final say.

What will the emperor say?

In a duty room in the Imperial City, someone was also waiting for news.

The duty room is dark and narrow, even though the sun is scorching in June outside, the inside is still dim, especially when you walk in from the outside, you can't see the people sitting inside clearly.

In came a fat eunuch with fine skin and tender flesh, who squinted for a long time before he found where the man in the room was sitting.

A few cases later, a young man in a big red robe, thin as a knife, was looking down at the official documents.

"Oh, my Lord Lu, this room is too dark, it's hard to look at it carefully." The eunuch smiled and said with some exaggeration.

Hearing this, the young man raised his head, his face was porcelain white in the dim room, and his dark eyes were even more cold.

"It turned out to be Gonggong Guo." He said.

His voice was different from his appearance, mellow and a little wooden.

Listening to this voice alone, no one would think of him as the terrifying, and the officials were also terrified, and the murderous and short-sighted Zhenfu Division was in charge of the punishment of thousands of households Lu Yunqi.

will only treat him as a simple and honest soldier.

In fact, he was also an honest soldier.

His father was an honest and unknown family all his life, and everyone didn't even know what his name was.

Who would have thought that such a person who inherited his father's mantle and should have lived his life honestly and anonymously with his father, would suddenly become a figure who made the people and the court hear about it. (To be continued.) )