"Young master, there are too many guests today, and they haven't been sold out until the curfew."

Fangjiazhuang, Fang Da said excitedly.

He rushed out of the city before the curfew, and came to report to Fang Yiai, and he couldn't help but show his respect, "Fortunately, you mentioned some small ones earlier, and prepared a queue sign in advance, otherwise I am afraid that I will not be able to drive away until now." ”

Just after finishing the business, Fang Da's face turned cold, and he said: "Young master, there are several groups of people who are hoarding new tea, and the price has doubled when they turn around!" ”

Speaking of this, looking at a large amount of money and leaving him, Fang Da looked distressed, so he persuaded him.

"It's okay, we can't eat alone."

Fang Yiai is very generous, and he can't look down on this money, "They can't make much, just a day or two, the passenger flow will return to normal in the future, our goods are enough to saturate the Chang'an market, unless they sell it to other places, otherwise it will only be smashed in their own hands." ”

"We can't reach it outside, and when this time is over, you can talk to some distributors, and leave the affairs of the field to them."

"No."

"By the way, in the future, the account book will be directly given to Qingque, and you don't have to report to me every day." Fang Yiai's lazy cancer has flareed up again, and he began to assign tasks outside, just to assign homework for the little fat man.

……

"Xuan Ling, this Zhuangzi of your family is so lively."

Outside Fangjiazhuang, looking at the Zhuangzi in full swing, the people were full of energy, and Li Shimin couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The last time I went to Lishan Palace, I just glanced at it from afar, and this time I came to Fangjiazhuang, and Fang Yi fell in love with the secret music and said, movable type printing came out, and I came here today for this.

Li Shimin brought Fang Xuanling, eldest grandson Wuji, and two cronies by his side.

Yes, there is also Li Junxian, a bodyguard.

A hill behind the farm, originally a lush hill, bald, with red buildings slowly being built, and at one end of the downwind of the Zhuangzi, several large chimneys billowing white smoke.

The farmers on the village were in a hurry, everyone had a bright smile on their faces, they were tired, wiped their sweat, looked at the mountain, the red brick school, and immediately became full of energy.

"It's all children tossing, and the minister has time to ask in the future......"

Fang Xuanling smiled ashamedly, still a little relieved in his heart, his son finally had a chance.

"I haven't been here for a while, and this village has changed a lot."

The last time the eldest grandson Wuji came back, it was still when Zhenguan ploughed, and during this time, Fangjiazhuang underwent earth-shaking changes.

"The old man heard that Fang Yiai wants to build a school and teach students for free." The eldest grandson Wuji pointed down the hill, the red building under construction, and asked, "That's the newly built school, right?" It's pretty magnificent. ”

"Not bad."

"This mallet has finally done a good thing."

Li Shimin said in an accentuated tone that he had a big opinion on Fang Yiai, and even if he praised it, he had a bit of a temper.

Fang Xuanling smiled, and it also turned into a sigh, "This rebel is too capable of causing trouble, thanks to His Majesty's magnanimity, and he did not punish the rebel." ”

"Xuan Ling doesn't need to say it, but the two children are not related, so there is no need to mention this matter."

Li Shimin waved his hand, for the sake of Fang Xuanling's face, he no longer cared about the divorce, and then joked: "If he doesn't cause trouble, I still think it's strange." ”

A group of four people, the diameter to the house.

"How is Mr. Fumiki, more comfortable than in the palace, right?"

As soon as Li Shimin approached the inner house, he heard such a sentence, glanced at the eldest grandson Wuji, and listened to the voice, this sentence came from the eldest grandson Chong.

Curious, he stopped and listened to what was being said.

"Sir, you try this tea, this is the Longjing before the Ming Dynasty, it is the oldest eighteen tea trees under the Shifeng Mountain of West Lake, the best quality, the small one whispered to you, even the palace has no drink, hehe......"

Li Shimin's face darkened suddenly, this sentence was said by Fang Yiai, his so-called quiet, his voice was not small at all, and even had a taste of showing off.

Fang Xuanling suddenly became angry, and was about to go in to clean up this rebel, but was stopped by Li Shimin. Li Shimin said in a deep voice: "Listen to it again and see what else they say." ”

The eldest grandson Wuji and Fang Xuanling glanced at each other, sweating for the two guys in the courtyard, hoping not to say anything more.

Li Gang and the others were able to come, and Changsun Chong was really excited, and he was more excited than before.

Fang Yiai's love is because the matter has been decided, and there is no room for reversal, so he chooses to accept reality. A great Confucian like Li Gang can come to a small temple like ours, which is to lift us up.

People give face, we have to carry it.

He naturally treated Li Gang very favorably, so he and Changsun Chong served Li Gang with all their hearts, "How about it, not bad, right?" This is nowhere else, you don't have to drink, you have come here for a long time. ”

Now, Li Shimin understands that co-authoring these two guys is digging into his corner.

Yesterday, Li Gang had already submitted his resignation, but Li Shimin did not approve it. He still trusts Li Gang and hopes to continue to teach the prince, but now that he hears the words of the two, he naturally has no good face.

"I don't know what kind of tea, I haven't even drunk it."

A mellow voice sounded, and Li Shimin suddenly appeared behind him.

The two of them, who were offering their courtesies, heard this voice, their bodies froze suddenly, and Fang Cai was still full of smiles, and at this time it turned into a crying face.

"What's the tea, Your Majesty, you must have heard it wrong."

For this kind of sudden situation, Fang Yiai is more experienced than Changsun Chong, and he reacts a little faster, and immediately denied it with a straight face.

The final result was that there was an extra footprint on one person's buttocks, and Li Shimin, like a bandit, swept away all the treasures before the rain.

Fang Yiai had a bitter face, so he had to comfort himself in his heart, "It's okay, it's okay, there are other treasured teas." ”

After Li Shimin finished teaching the two juniors, he turned around and persuaded Li Gang with kind words, and he respected Li Gang very much, "Mr. Wenji, you can't go, the prince is still young, and you still need to teach him more." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty! The minister has been feeling unwell recently, and he is afraid that he will not be able to teach the prince, so he wants to come to this farm to retire and teach children in his spare time. ”

Li Gang was grateful, but his attitude remained resolute.

"Alas! That's it, I'm ready! ”

Li Shimin looked at him for a while, and finally sighed, chose to let him go, and then persuaded affectionately: "Mr. Wenji, take care of your body, you are the treasure of the Tang Dynasty." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Then, Li Shimin ordered Fang Yiai: "Take care of Mr. Wenji, otherwise I will ask you!" ”

Fang Xuanling was surprised in his heart, looking at his son, he was very puzzled, what kind of magic power did his son have to keep Li Gang in the village.

The eldest grandson Wuji also looked over, and naturally suspected Fang Yiai, because all the changes in the village were related to him.