In the prison of Jingzhao Mansion.

The cry of the eldest grandson summoned the jailer.

The jailer paced to the door of the cell, and looked inside, the light was a little dim, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Of course, it is also possible to see it clearly and treat it as if it was not seen......

"What are you crying about, howling and mourning?" The jailer scolded.

The eldest grandson struggled to turn over, tears streaming down his face, and his fingers trembled and pointed at several strong men: "He, he, he...... They...... They ......"

The jailer scolded: "Is your mother's stammer? He's him, he's a fart! If they bully you, tell me, and I will punish them! This is the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion, no matter what your background is, who dares to cause trouble? Even if a few of them are relatives of the emperor, our mansion can't be governed, so what about the ministers of the political affairs hall and His Majesty the Emperor? Come on, if they really bully you, and tell me the details, I will make the decision for you! ”

The eldest grandson covered the unbearable backyard and opened his mouth, but did not make a sound.

What should I say?

Crying and crying that you were raped?

Then carefully describe how to be raped, and even how you feel when you are raped?

How can this be opened!

What's more, even if you can say it, isn't that kind of humiliation equivalent to another rape?

And after listening to the words of the jailer, he can be regarded as awake.

This is the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion!

This is Fang Jun's territory!

Needless to say, everything must have been arranged by Fang Jun, just to avenge the hatred he wanted to beat him to death in the morning!

What else can I do?

Not relenting?

It doesn't matter, these strong men look like house slaves and grass people, and they will die when they die, Fang Jun must have made arrangements and will definitely not climb on him. What's the point of just dying a few slaves?

But this matter is publicized, and he still has the face to be a man?

If you play with people, it's just that, anyway, radish and cabbage have their own love, Lao Tzu doesn't like women and likes men, what can you do with me?

But now the situation is completely opposite, it is being played with......

And more than one......

Then it will definitely become a laughing stock in Chang'an!

I can't hold my head up for the rest of my life......

Thinking about it, it seems that he only has one way to swallow his breath.

That Fang Jun had already calculated and understood that if he didn't give up, he would give up a few servants, let himself be ruined, and he would not be able to raise his head for the rest of his life; If he endures it honestly, he will be able to avenge the revenge of the arrow, not only will he not have any trouble at all, but he will also hold a big handle in his hand, and he will have to be obedient at any time......

The eldest grandson cried again.

He knew that swallowing was the best ending.

But this cup of bitter wine is really difficult to swallow......

*****

The backyard of the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion.

Fang Jun was lying on the kang in his exclusive duty room, and his face turned pale because of his injuries.

Of course, it's just a little whiter than usual, and compared to other people's faces, it's still black......

The room is very spacious, but there are not many furnishings.

The glass windows are clean and bright, and the sun shines in, which makes people feel refreshed.

A bookcase made of rosewood on one wall was filled with all kinds of books, and Fang Jun, who crossed over, was almost equivalent to "semi-literate" at the beginning, he recognized almost all the words, but when he was asked to write, a large part of them could not be written.

Without him, there is too much difference between simplified and traditional Chinese......

Knowledge is wealth, and this is common in all ages. When he has nothing to do, Fang Jun will also sit down to make a pot of tea and read the "feudal dross" that he used to scoff at, such as the subset of the Four Books and Five Classics.

But every time I read the wonderful things, I understand that these classic books that have been handed down for thousands of years are almost the condensation of Chinese culture, and all of them can find incisive guidance for self-cultivation and self-cultivation.

I became more and more fond of reading......

On the other side of the wall is a huge map, a map of the world drawn by Fang Jun from memory, which is very different from the current map. This is of course because the accuracy of the maps of this era is not high due to the backwardness of surveying technology, but in fact, a large part of the difference comes from the changes in ancient and modern terrain.

Between the millennium, the long sea mulberry field.

For example, Huating Town is very different from Shanghai in later generations, and even Chongming Island, which was famous in later generations, was only a few sand dunes rising from the sea at this time......

Even so, the map is still a hundred times more accurate than the current map, most notably at scale.

Naturally, Fang Jun had already made excuses for those who doubted this map, and the reason was that he had obtained it from a merchant from Byzantium on the side of Linyi......

For this era, this excuse may not be seamless, but there is absolutely no proof of it.

Ninety percent of the Tang people don't even know what Byzantium is......

In the window of the room was placed a large bookcase, on which the four treasures of the book were sealed, and there were some folds for handling affairs, as well as many thick account books.

Du Chuke sat on a wooden chair in the hospitality area, shook his head and sighed, and stopped talking.

Cheng Wuting stood on one side with his hands tied to the side, with a strange expression.

After a long time, Du Chuke spoke up: "Erlang, you trick...... Isn't it too bad? This one...... I don't blame you, I just want to say that if I get along with the eldest grandson, I would rather be cut off by you. Alas, killing people is not enough, Erlang is a little too much. ”

Arrange a few good rammers with Longyang to give the eldest grandson to that in the prison......

Du Chuke felt a chill in his heart, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Fang Jun.

How bad does this man have to be to come up with such a vicious idea?

Thinking that the eldest grandson is now afraid that he is not supposed to be in the heavens and the earth, and he is suffering inhuman torture alone in the prison, his body and mind are devastated, and even his soul is crying and trembling......

Du Chuke felt that Fang Jun was too bad.

Cheng Wuting is the opposite of what he thinks.

Whether you are a person or a person, the most important thing is not to suffer!

Even if you suffer a loss at that time, you have to make up for it as soon as you turn around!

The man's husband, looking up between heaven and earth, is not trying to be a righteous and squandering wealth, happy and revenge? If there is revenge, he will not take revenge, no matter what means he uses! Besides, the eldest grandson wanted to beat Fang Jun to death, no matter how despicable and dirty Fang Jun's methods were, it would be reasonable!

Anyway, Fang Jun's approach, he completely agrees!

Fang Jun lay on the kang and snorted: "This eldest grandson has a vicious mind and wants to put someone to death first, so he must be prepared to bear the anger of a certain person." There is no reason why his eldest grandson can sit on the first day of junior high school, and a certain Fang Jun can't sit on the fifteenth! ”

He didn't say a word.

Immortality, this is the bottom line of the emperor's struggle with the Guanlong group.

Changsun Tang took the lead in breaking this bottom line, so he had to bear the wrath of both sides. Although Fang Jun is not dead, since Changsun Tang has this thought, then both sides will work hard to strangle this sprout!

Therefore, even if Fang Jun does too much to Changsun Tang, Guan Long Group can tolerate it.

Of course, if he really killed the eldest grandson, even if the Guanlong Group restrained it, it would inevitably feel uncomfortable.

And the more he does it to Changsun Tang now, everyone will think that his breath has come out.

If there is any more accidents in the future, the less suspicious he will be......

The real is the virtual, and the virtual is the real.

This is the most brilliant art of war......

Du Chuke sympathized with Changsun Tang slightly, but he would never oppose Fang Jun.

As Fang Jun said, before a person does anything, he should consider whether he can bear the consequences of doing so. If the eldest grandson wants to put Fang Jun to death but can't, then Fang Jun's anger will inevitably be borne by him......

It's your own problem if you can't bear it, and you can't complain about Fang Jun.

He asked, "What will Changsun do later?" ”

Fang Jun said: "The eldest grandson will not pursue this matter, once it spreads, at most those filthy ghosts will lose their heads, and his reputation as the son of the family will be completely ruined." So, we're going to spread the word about helping him. ”

Du Chuke: "......"

This is more lacking in morality, isn't it......

For the sake of face and reputation, people can even endure such humiliation and abuse, and you still have to help others publicize it?

It is conceivable that when Changsun Tang thought that Fang Jun only thought that he would not dare to publicize and must swallow his anger, so he dared to humiliate him in this way, but found that there were "scandals" about him in the entire Guanzhong, and even Fang Jun would send special personnel to "show up and say"......

It is estimated that the eldest grandson will be able to vomit three liters of blood immediately.

Cheng Wuting felt that this was very good, but he was still a little light, and asked, "That's it?" ”

Fang Jun smiled sinisterly and said an inexplicable word: "Lin Jiao's head thorn with Cangzhou Dao Lu Zhishen made a big fuss about the wild boar Lin ......"

Du Chuke: "......? ”

Cheng Wuting: "......? ”