Chapter 156: The Dog at Sunset

At this time, Fang Zhongyong was not as lost, depressed or even resentful as someone thought.

People are leading more than a dozen iron fans, and everyone is waving brooms to clean the martyrs' cemetery. The leaves and hay were cleaned up, and they were splashed with clean water, and some of the gravestones that were too dirty should be carefully wiped with a rag. Those birds are real, I don't know how to give the martyrs some face, and they can be pulled everywhere.

I'm busy, okay? Who has the kung fu to take care of you flies and dogs? Although Fan Zhongyan may have higher ideological and moral achievements, no matter how you say it, it is not as important as cleaning the cemetery.

Gongsun Ce, Zhe Da and the others are very worried about their own handsome, uh no, they should be called Hou Ye now.

If an ordinary official arrives, you don't go to greet it. That Fan Xiwen is famous in the world, if he offends him, he will have a bad reputation for Shilin, and it is very bad.

Fang Zhongyong's hand didn't stop, he just laughed: "Fan Xiwen is a master, he won't mind." If he is a mediocre man, why should I be afraid of him? ”

Gongsun Ce has never been very accustomed to this kind of two-headed blockade, he only feels that what Fang Zhongyong said is so reasonable, he is speechless.

Gongsun Ce was speechless, but Fang Zhongyong had something to say: "Hongxuan, I remember that you once said that when Ling Zun was alive, he always looked forward to you being a high school scholar and glorifying the lintel." I have already told the official family that when you return to Beijing, I will give you the birth of a jinshi. In the future, these officials may be your colleagues. You should have befriended them so that you could take care of them. You really shouldn't destroy your future and follow me to sweep the grave. ”

After saying a good thing, I don't know how Gongsun Ce understood it, his eyes were red, and he roared loudly: "How can my Gongsun Ce be that snob?" Master Hou, am I so unbearable in your eyes? ”

"Long skills? Dare to talk to me, an idle marquis, like this? ”

Gongsun Ce couldn't listen to Fang Zhongyong's claim to be idle, and his emotions were even more excited: "Since Taizhou, Hou Ye avenged my father's murder for me, and Ce made a heavy oath that he would never betray Hou Ye in this life, and he would never die until death!" My father died at the hands of thieves, and only my mother was in the hall, and she was also raised by my wife in the Hou Mansion. It's time to go home to serve the old mother, who is patient to serve those silverfish? ”

Fang Zhongyong shook his head: "Fan Xiwen is still different. You don't know him, he's almost a saint. If you lose his favor, your career will not be too smooth. ”

Gongsun Ce sneered: "What a bullshit career! With the great merit of the Hou Ye, I dare not say that he was suddenly promoted to the privy envoy, at least he had to find a good errand in various ministries. How can we be so suspicious of each other and restrain each other, how can we raise the prestige of our country and keep the enemy out of the country? ”

Unexpectedly, Gongsun Ce was still an angry young man, but fortunately, he was still somewhat sensible, and he didn't say anything like "sooner or later, the Great Song Dynasty will be finished".

Fold a few guys and keep their mouths open. There are those who scold the political affairs hall, those who scold Fan Zhongyan, and even those who scold the officials. Anyway, he has already retired from the army, and the Hou Ye may have promised to enter the mansion to listen to the errand, afraid that he will be a bird!

Seeing that a good theme education activity was about to turn into a scolding competition, Fang Zhongyong stopped: "Shut up all of them!" What are you doing today? It is to sweep the graves of the dead brothers. On this solemn occasion, full of foul language, what kind of system is it?

Do you think it's unfair? How can there be so much fairness for you in this world? Compared to these dead brothers, we are lucky. It's good to go home with all the mustaches and tails, how can there be so much nonsense! ”

Fan Zhongyan, who hurriedly came to "go to the mountain", said: "Master Fang is really well aware of righteousness and has a more benevolent heart!" ”

Fang Zhongyong had actually seen Fan Zhongyan and his party a long time ago, and it was difficult for hundreds of people not to see it? What I said just now was for these people.

With a casual arch of his hand, Fang Zhongyong said, "Master Fan is polite. Ben Hou's benevolent heart is to look at people. If they are heroes who are loyal to the country, I will naturally love them and try my best to do some good for them. If they are traitors and criminals, I will also try to do everything, but I will only find ways to send them to hell. As for the barbarians who have fallen into the Koukou, are they considered human? ”

Fan Zhongyan smiled generously and was noncommittal.

Suddenly, Fan Yong, who became a little anxious for quick success, and was more likely to be in his true form, sneered: "Marquis Fang is really a hero of the world!" Slaughtering nearly 100,000 people in Western Xia, and still being able to be justified, this official really admires it! I just don't know, if Fang Cai's words reach the ears of the Tangut people, what will they think? ”

"I am a citizen of the Great Song Dynasty, do I need to consider what the Western Xia people think?"

"Absolutely! Otherwise, if the friends don't like it, won't they have trouble? "Fan Yong still has a great desire to debate.

Xiao'er, you have put me under house arrest for a few days, and today the situation is weak, how can you not take revenge with an arrow? As the saying goes, taking advantage of your illness will kill you.

Fang Zhongyong was all angry with this guy: "Dare to ask if Ling Tang is still alive?" ”

"Don't work Fang Hou asked. My mother is seventy years old, and she can still tease her grandson and walk like a fly. ”

"That's good. Fan Yong, go back and ask your mother, who your biological father is, is he from the Xixia Dangxiang clan. Otherwise, how could you be so close to the Tanguts? ”

Fan Zhongyan couldn't listen to it anymore: "Bold! Rude! ”

"You are bold! You are rude! Fang Zhongyong pointed to the nose of a circle of people and scolded, "Who gave you the courage to dare to stir up trouble in front of the deceased heroes and martyrs, and ridicule Benhou." Do you know what it means to be the founding marquis of the emperor and the hereditary reckless? It means that unless Benhou rebels, just you people, just slaughter a few of them, and there will be no.

Fan Yong, Ben Hou is now without office and power, and it seems that he can't help you. But I ask you, which dynasty are you in? For the sake of the Tangut people everywhere, what is the intention? Could it be that you are a descendant of the Tangut royal family? ”

Fan Yong was scolded so bloodied, and shouted angrily: "Arrest him for me!" ”

A group of forbidden soldiers looked at each other, arresting Fang Dashuai, uh no, he is no longer a handsome, arrest Fang Houye, we don't dare!

Di Qing, who takes obedience to orders as his duty, habitually held the hilt of the knife, but never dared to pull it out. That's it, and I was also seen by a few folds.

Zhe Da was the first to scold: "Di Qing, you kid is okay!" Dare to draw a knife against Hou Ye! Sensei explained, knowing that you want to climb up, that's right. But you don't want to think about it, if you don't have the promotion of Hou Ye, you are a fart! Come on, come on, know that you kid is good at kung fu. Lao Tzu stood here and did not move, and he had the ability to stab his heart and give Lao Tzu a good time! If you don't dare, you're **raised! ”

Di Qing was enthusiastic, and immediately pulled out the knife. When other people look at it, how can you drop it if you have a knife? I have it too!

For a while, the sabers were tense, and both sides confronted each other with knives. are all fighting with their eyes, one side sends "what do you see", and the other side replies "look at you". Fortunately, they all have a bit of brains, and they haven't really done it.

The bigwigs on both sides couldn't stand it anymore, and said in unison: "Give it to me." The difference is only that Fang Zhongyong has one more rolling word.

Fan Yong said pitifully: "Brother Xiwen, I ......"

Fan Zhongyan was also a little impatient with the clown performance of this patriarch, and said directly: "Brother Bochun, please take a break, I have a few words to ask Master Fang." ”

The idle people and others avoided it, and Fan Zhongyan had time to say the key point: "Before leaving, Xia Zhu Xia Ziqiao had a message for me to tell Hou Ye that the northwest is bitter cold, and it is not a place to live for a long time, so it is better to return to Beijing as soon as possible." ”

"Or else?" Fang Zhongyong sneered, "Detain my family members, or just kill them all?" ”

"No, no. Xia Ziqiao is also kind-hearted, why does Master Hou not want to go to the stack? ”

"Fan Xiwen, I don't understand. You didn't ask anything, how do you know that I can't go to the stack? And that Xia Zhu, except that you think he is a loyal elder, you ask others, does anyone think so? Kind? Phew! ”

"If you weren't upset, how could you have done so many rude things today?"

Fang Zhongyong suddenly had a bad taste, and said very proudly: "The suffering of the world is bitter first, and the joy of the world is happy." If you live in a temple, you are worried about the people, and if you are far away from the rivers and lakes, you are worried about your king. It is a worry about progress, and a worry about retreating. ”

Fan Zhongyan slapped his hands and admired: "I really didn't expect that the Hou Ye had such a mind, it was the old man who was rude." ”

"It's okay! I'm just talking, you should be able to do it. "Plagiarizing others, and being praised by others, Fang Zhongyong is still a little embarrassed.

"No, no, no," Fan Zhongyan waved his hand again and again, "It's rare for Master Hou to be able to say this. Fan Mou was like an initiation, and his mouth suddenly opened. A letter was sent to the official's family before, informing the Hou Ye of his assertions about true Confucianism and false Confucianism. Although Fan has some feelings, he always doubts whether Hou Ye's experience is really a feeling. When I saw it today, I knew that there were people outside the world, and there was a sky outside the sky, and Fan was taught! ”

After that, Fan Zhongyan bowed deeply.

Fang Zhongyong hurriedly returned the salute: "I really don't dare to do it in the future." It is already very rude to talk about friendship with peers. ”

"Deserved, deserved! The ancients had a teacher of one word, Fan was not talented, and he was willing to follow the sages. ”

All right! Since you really want to apprentice, I will reluctantly accept you as an apprentice. In the future, when I talk to others about it, it will also be a very long-face thing.

Of course, this is a joke, let Fan Zhongyan, who is about to become a saint, be his little brother, and Fang Zhongyong is afraid of being scolded to death by others.

After this exchange, Fan Zhongyan no longer suspected that Fang Zhongyong was indignant and was ready to commit treason to the enemy. Fang Zhongyong also felt that Fan Zhongyan could be called the "Nine Perfections", and he still had two brushes. At the very least, people respect teachers very much!

In the end, Fan Zhongyan asked a very profound question: "Do you really have no grievances in your heart?" ”

"Look up at the sky, and please name the round thing in the sky in one word."

Fan Zhongyan looked up at the sky, tried to say a word that was easy to be blocked, and then scolded with a smile: "Nonsense! ”

"I don't really have anything to lose. I'm just afraid that these heroes and martyrs will have no one to take care of them after I leave. So I thought, before leaving, sweep their graves, that's all. ”

Fan Zhongyan laughed: "Wen Yuan can't help but underestimate me." I don't dare to guarantee otherwise, as long as I, Fan Zhongyan, am in Yanzhou for a day, I will definitely make the incense here flourish, and I can't cut off the blood and food of the martyrs. ”

In fact, that's all Fan Zhongyan can do. Fang Zhongyong didn't insist anymore, just silently picked up the broom and continued to clean up the cemetery.

As the sun set, Fang Zhongyong and his entourage, who finally cleaned the cemetery, walked east very lonely under the reflection of the sunset.

Fan Yong said with relief: "Do you see that Fang Zhongyong, does he look like a dog?" It's still a lost dog. Hahahaha! No one paid attention to him, leaving Fan Yong alone with a somewhat dry laugh, echoing across the empty field.

After writing this chapter, the journey to Western Xia came to an end for the time being. Because of the unfamiliarity with the war scenes, it was extremely difficult to write. We apologize for the poor reading caused to you.

Next, it's the familiar officialdom scare link, so stay tuned.