"What time is it?"

"If you go back to the house, it's already ugly."

"Hmm...... Prepare a carriage for me and send me home. ”

Since returning to Beijing, he has been entangled in everything, and he has not had the leisure to get close to his wife and children, which is a serious dereliction of duty for Fang Jun, a traveler from later generations. Even if he went to bed too late and woke up early at the moment, he felt that it was better to go back to the house and sleep with his wife and children in his arms, that would be the warmest place.

"Whoa!"

The chamberlain hurriedly responded, one stayed behind to help Fang Jun get dressed, and the other went out to prepare the car.

When Fang Jun was dressed and walked out of the house, a cold air hit him, and he suddenly felt refreshed, and all the difficulties and malaise disappeared.

The four fields are dim, only under the light of the palace lamp, goose feather-like snowflakes fall, paving the place as far as the eye can see into a piece of silver.

It snowed all night......

Fang Jun glanced back, the snow powder was flying, the exquisite pavilion was dormant in the dark, and the magnificent and luxurious scene in the daytime could still be faintly seen.

This is still the hibiscus garden of Li Tai, the king of Wei, and the mansion given by His Majesty Li Er to Queen Shande is not far from here, and it is also close to Qujiang Pond......

Boarding the carriage, Fang Jun took off a waist tag and threw it to the emperor, and got into the carriage himself and pulled a blanket to cover his lap.

Chang'an has a curfew system, but this is naturally useless for a school inspector who is in charge of the military department. Which Wuhou soldier patrolling the street didn't open his eyes and dared to arrest him?

The carriage moved forward slowly, the wheels crushed the snow on the street, making a "creaking" sound, and encountered several waves of conscientious street patrol martial marquis on the way, but after seeing the waist card in the hand of the emperor, they were all released, standing on both sides of the road, watching the carriage slowly drive by, and only then continued to patrol the street until the carriage went away.

Passing by the door of Pingkangfang, Fang Jun lifted the curtain and took a look, Pingkangfang was not silent due to heavy snow, even if it was ugly, three watches in the middle of the night, there were still brilliant lights behind the door of Pingkangfang, and the sound of the silk and bamboo orchestra penetrated the wind and snow faintly, deducing the luxury of the prosperous world.

Fang Jun does not have the cynical mentality of those contemporary Confucians, and will not criticize the people behind the prosperity of the people's hearts are not ancient, extravagant and corrupt, this is the most intuitive embodiment of economic development, a Pingkangfang, almost equivalent to the epitome of the entire Tang Dynasty, countless money and silk are exchanged and circulated here, the more prosperous the Tang Dynasty is, the more prosperous Pingkangfang will be, the circulation of wealth will be accelerated, and the imperial taxes will increase, so as to create more wealth......

The Confucian scholars of the Tang Dynasty did not understand the economic principles in it.

Before he put down the curtain, he suddenly saw a commotion at the door not far away, and then the heavy door was pushed open with a "bang" from the inside, and a figure staggered out of the door, waving a horizontal knife in his hand, shouting: "Dute Niang's get out of Lao Tzu!" Who dares to follow Lao Tzu and chop you to death with a knife! ”

A large crowd chased them out from behind the gate, but they did not dare to come near.

The man brandished a horizontal knife and said sharply: "Go back to Lao Tzu and close the door!" ”

This person is obviously quite prestigious, and everyone is helpless, but they dare not disobey, so they have to return to the workshop and close the door.

Under the heavy snow, the man staggered in the snow with a knife in one hand, and his legs were weak after drinking, but when he walked out of the street, he fell several times, and finally simply turned over and lay down in the snow, shouting: "God of thieves! I Xue Wanche stands up to the heavens and the earth, why do you want to treat me like this, let me have what face in the world, what face do I have in front of people? Ahhh......h

Fang Jun was speechless.

Is this special mother Xue Wanche?

Feelings drink too much wine, and go crazy with alcohol......

The emperor drove past Xue Wanche, who was lying in the snow, and at this time he looked back and said in a low voice: "Fang Tuoma, it is the general Xue Wanche, maybe he has drunk too much wine...... Do you want to notify Jingzhao Mansion later, and order Wuhou to send him back to the mansion? ”

The dignified General of the Right Wuwei and the Captain of the Horse, if he was drunk and froze to death on the streets of Chang'an, it would be a real news in the world......

Fang Jun sighed, rubbed his forehead, and said helplessly: "I'm afraid that when you turn around, this guy will almost freeze to death...... Stop, take a hand, get him to the car, and you can send him back to the house later. ”

"Whoa!"

The emperor responded, quickly parked the carriage on the side of the road, jumped off the wheel, and went to Xue Wanche to check.

The snow on the street was already half a foot thick, Xue Wanche was lying in the snow pit on his back, his face was ruddy, his mouth was chirping twice from time to time, and his beard and eyebrows were already covered with a layer of hoarfrost......

The snow was very thick, the feet were very slippery, and Xue Wanche was tall and strong, and the emperor didn't dare to drag him to death like a dog, so he was so tired that the sweat on his head turned into white steam, and he didn't get Xue Wanche into the carriage. Fang Jun had no choice but to jump out of the carriage, carry Xue Wanche's belt, and throw him into the carriage.

The carriage got back on the road in the wind and snow and went straight to Chongrenfang's house.

Fang Jun didn't want to have anything to do with Xue Wanche, and it was not his style to see death and not save him, but he didn't want to do this kind of thing to send Xue Wanche back to the house, so he went back to the house first, and Xue Wanche was sent back by the emperor of the Wei Palace, and told the emperor that he must not disclose his participation.

The emperor didn't know why, but he didn't dare to disobey the order, so he agreed.

The snow on the streets was thick, the wheels struggled through the snow, and the wagons swayed and slow.

In the carriage, Xue Wanche turned over, chirped, and muttered: "Thirsty ......"

Fang Jun didn't hear it clearly, and he didn't care.

After a while, Xue Wanche closed his eyes and called out again: "I'm so thirsty......"

Fang Jun turned a deaf ear.

Xu was so thirsty, Xue Wanche turned over, put one leg at Fang Jun's feet, and was kicked away by Fang Jun, and after a while, this guy turned over again, muttering inaudible words in his mouth, caterpillars turned over and over, presumably very uncomfortable.

Fang Jun is helpless, he can't kick it out, right?

Turning over and lighting a palace lamp on the wall of the carriage with flint, and then the light was bright, and he groped around, and sure enough, he found a mezzanine drawer on the carriage, pulled it open, and found that there were some candied fruits and the like placed in it, as well as a silver wine jug, and two wine jars.

When one of the jars was opened, a rich aroma of wine overflowed.

Fang Jun took a big sip of the jar, it was the best Fangfu wine, the wine was mellow and the aftertaste was endless, so he poured half a pot into the small wine jug, sealed the wine jar, aimed the spout of the small wine jug at Xue Wanche's mouth, and slowly poured a little wine.

As if a baby waiting to be fed tasted milk, Xue Wanche opened his mouth vaguely, drank the wine greedily, and seemed to feel that it was not enjoyable, as soon as he turned over, he actually sat up, grabbed Fang Jun's hand with squinted eyes, and poured the wine jug into his mouth.

Fang Jun was speechless, this is really a drunkard......

Half a pot of wine was poured down, Xue Wanche let out a long hiccup, and lay down in the carriage with his head up.

But the mouth is not idle.

"Father, mother, children are not filial...... Big brother, you have a spirit in heaven, don't dislike your brother and embarrass you...... The second brother, the third brother, the fifth brother, my brother has no interest, which has caused the family to be humiliated, the ancestors have no face, and they have no face to see people...... Danyang, you slut, you dare to steal people from Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu can't wait to kill you with a knife, and that adulterer, but he is just a little guy, how can he compare to Wu Xue Wanche's hero......"

Fang Jun blinked,!

This guy is actually his wife stealing people, so he is depressed and has nowhere to go, so he came to Pingkangfang to borrow wine to drown his sorrows?

“…… ! What about the emperor's daughter, amazing? Think Lao Tzu is rare? If it weren't for the eldest brother, you forced me to marry Danyang, and Lao Tzu wouldn't have looked at him! I still dislike this and dislike that, Lao Tzu is a dignified man, and he takes the rank of general among thousands of troops, how brave and brave is he to cover the world? Damn, the candle night in the cave room, I found out that you are not perfect...... But what can Lao Tzu do? The emperor's daughter is bigger than the sky, even if Lao Tzu is a shrinking turtle, he has to endure it...... Woohoo......"

This rough and brave generation of famous generals actually said this wine and cried.

Fang Jun thought about it, poured another half pot of wine, and put it in Xue Wanche's hand. Xue Wanche stared at him as if he was asleep, and when he smelled the aroma of wine, he stuffed the wine jug into his mouth, and the wine flowed down his beard.

For some reason, Fang Jun suddenly felt a feeling of "sympathy", the emperor's daughter is not easy to marry, and the royal horse is not easy to be!

Especially the princess of the Tang Dynasty, there are few good things!

If he hadn't crossed over, the bereaved love of the original owner's house would have to bear a big green hat, whose name will be recorded in the annals of history, and he will suffer from thousands of years of shame......