Half a day passed quickly, Master Fang looked up at the sky, and invited the guests to the restaurant for dinner, everyone was about to move, suddenly heard a rapid sound of horses' hooves from the north end of the street, everyone turned their heads to see, saw a person and a horse, is galloping on the street, from far and near, the knight on the horse is dusty, carrying a long box wrapped in cloth, a red feather is obliquely inserted outside the long box, everyone saw the red feather behind the knight, they were shocked, as we all know, this red feather represents a hundred thousand urgent military reports in the Chinese Dynasty, Appearing in the capital at this time, could it be that the Turkic army has already gone south?

The knight had obviously galloped for a long distance, and the man was already on the verge of collapse, and the horse's mouth was foaming at the mouth, but when he entered the capital, his horse speed was still unabated, and he shouted loudly in a hoarse voice as he ran: "Emergency military report!" The Turks have withdrawn! The Turks have withdrawn! The knight shouted all the way, and the Dusty galloped in the direction of the Forbidden Palace.

When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and then they were overjoyed and cheered loudly, and the people who were a little more stable and focused on it celebrated with their foreheads, sighing God blessed. Wherever the knight passed, some shops and residents set off artillery battles to celebrate.

The fat man rushed forward and patted Fang Zheng's shoulder excitedly, making Fang Zheng stumble, "Brother Fang, it's a success!" Your plan has worked! Haha, you have made immortal contributions to my Hua Dynasty! ”

Princess Changping also ran over, pinching and beating Fang Zheng on his arm excitedly, so happy that she wanted to beat Fang Zheng to death.

Fang Zheng was so tormented by the two siblings that he grinned and shouted, "Stop! Stop it! If you fight again, you will die! ”

The fat man and Changping stopped at this time, but their eyes stared at Fang Zheng with blazing and adoring eyes, staring at Fang Zheng's scalp numb......

"Just now the man only said that the Turks had withdrawn, how do you know that my plan must have worked? Maybe the Turkic Khan himself didn't want to fight, so he retreated. ”

The fat man glared at him and said, "If you are a Turkic Khan, leading an army of 200,000 people all the way to the ground, invincible in the world, will you retreat at this time?" ”

Fang Zheng replied honestly: "No, at least you have to fight to the north of the Yangtze River to be enough." ”

"Isn't this enough," the fat man glanced at Fang Zheng, "Now that the Turkic army has an absolute advantage, if it weren't for the change in the rear of the steppe, with the temperament of the Turkic Khan, how could he withdraw for no reason?" From this, it can be concluded that it must be Feng Qiudao's success on the grassland. ”

Fang Zheng thought about it, but he was still unconvinced: "Maybe that Turkic Khan is a fool......

The fat man didn't bother to pay attention to him when he heard this, and Master Fang, who was standing on the side, was confused, and came over and asked suspiciously, "What are you talking about?" What kind of strategy, immortal feats, etc., ......"

Hearing this, Changping obediently pulled Master Fang aside, and told Master Fang about the cause and effect with his eyebrows.

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"What?! The strategy of retreating the Turkic army was offered to the court by you? Master Fang was taken aback when he heard this, and looked at Fang Zheng in a daze, motionless.

Changping smiled smugly on the side, as if she had come up with this credit......

"Dad, the child is just talking nonsense, but I didn't expect the fat man...... Uh, His Royal Highness King Fu is serious, hehe, hehe......" Fang Zheng said with a dry smile.

Old Man Fang shook his head vigorously, as if he thought that what he had just heard was an illusion. I wanted to scold him a few words, but I didn't know where to start.

He knew that the son of the loser had been reborn before, but Master Fang didn't expect that the rebirth was too thorough, not to mention that he was no longer a loser, he also participated in military affairs, the most incredible thing is that he was allowed to make this great contribution, Master Fang was old, and he couldn't accept this fact for a while, so he stroked his chest and found a place to sit down, panting.

Fang Zheng and the three of them were frightened when they saw this, the old man wouldn't be scared out of anything, right? The three of them hurriedly stepped forward and helped to stroke their chests and rub their backs, and after a while, Master Fang calmed down.

Ignoring the joyful cheers and cacophony of everyone outside, Master Fang stared at Fang Zheng vigorously and did not say a word.

Under the gaze of Master Fang, Fang Zheng lowered his head a little weakly, and thought about it, what is my heart weak? I didn't steal or rob, and I didn't do anything wrong, why should I be weak-hearted? So Fang Zheng raised his head proudly and met Master Fang's calm gaze.

The fat man and Changping saw that the atmosphere between the father and son was silent, and they didn't dare to make a sound, the brother and sister glanced at each other, Changping stuck out his tongue delicately, and made a grimace at the fat man.

After about an hour of tea, Master Fang finally spoke slowly: "Zheng'er, your achievements in the future will definitely far exceed that of being a father, very good." After speaking, Master Fang smiled, and the sentence "very good" seemed to contain the old man's endless praise for the child, and Master Fang's expression seemed to be a little lonely in his relief, as if he was overjoyed by his son's struggle, and seemed to be mourning the era that was gradually passing away and belonged to him. A generation of new people replaces the old, which contains how many sighs of the old people.

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The next day, Fang Zheng was lying in the house in the small courtyard, humming Jiangnan tunes in his mouth, and Xiao Lu peeled off the oranges one by one and fed them to Fang Zheng's mouth. ——Since Xiao Lu knew that Fang Zheng was busy begging for her affairs, Fang Xin was greatly moved, and Fang Zheng became better and better, although he still looked cold, he knew much more about sex than before, such as feeding Fang Zheng oranges like this now, if she changed before, she would not have done it if she was killed, but now she is very natural to do these things.

After the opening of Yuzhai, the business was booming, and the income of the day exceeded 5,000 taels of silver. A smart person like Young Master Fang naturally wouldn't stay in the store in peace.

So he started to be the shopkeeper in a grand manner, and threw a big mess of Ruyuzhai to Sister Feng, but Young Master Fang went home leisurely and continued to be his eldest young master. Mingdao Academy sent a letter to deliver a letter, and since the Turkic army had retreated, the academy resumed classes three days later.

In other words, Young Master Fang's days are numbered.

Looking for something to do? The bored Young Master Fang was depressed, there was no cinema, no karaoke, and no bar these days, and the entertainment life of the ancient people was extremely boring, nothing more than gambling, fighting crickets, playing birds and the like. These things are not interesting to play with for a long time.

"Little Green, can you sing?"

"Young master, slaves can't sing."

"How can you not sing, come, brother will teach you to sing, well, sing a cheerful ......"

"It's better for the young master to sing, the slave is listening to it."

"Okay, I'll sing it first, sing it a few more times, and when you remember it, sing it to me again, listen...... Arise, slaves of hunger and cold, and arise, the afflictions of the whole world ......"

Halfway through the song, suddenly the door was kicked open, and Steward Sun ran in sweating profusely and in a hurry.

Fang Zheng frowned, what's the matter with this old man? It used to be very gentle, why is it so rude now?

Steward Sun was panting like a cow, he couldn't even bother to wipe his sweat, and he couldn't breathe and said, "Young master, ...... quickly Fast! Doorway...... Divine Decree ......"

Fang Zheng was dissatisfied: "Steward Sun, what's wrong with you today?" If you can't say anything, sit down first, drink saliva, go well, and then talk about it after you think about it. ”

Steward Sun waved his hand, held his waist and took a few deep breaths, and roared urgently: "Young master, go to the gate, someone from the palace is coming, tell you to go to the door to receive the holy decree, the lord and the lady have already placed the incense case at the door and are waiting for you, hurry up!" It's not a joke to delay this matter......"

Fang Zheng heard the words, the holy decree? I don't know the emperor well, why is he giving me an order if he has nothing to do?

Steward Sun saw that Fang Zheng was still flustered, so he was so anxious that he stomped his feet: "Oh, young master, don't be sluggish, go and receive the order!" ”

Fang Zheng came back to his senses, quickly bounced up from the bed, and went out without changing his clothes.

Steward Sun followed behind, and muttered straight in his mouth: "Our Fang family has been in the past few years, and the emperor has never given a will to our family, and I don't know what kind of will this is......

Fang Zheng ran all the way and came to the gate of Fangfu to take a look, hey, look at this pomp! I saw the sergeants of the brigade standing quietly in two columns, fresh clothes and bright armor, full of solemnity, led by a eunuch, standing in front of the incense case with his eyes half-closed, in the midst of smoke, looking from afar, just like the Sanqing Daojun in the temple.

The eunuch was dressed in a crimson eunuch costume, holding a dust whisk in his left hand and a bunch of yellow silk silk in his right hand, which must have been the legendary holy decree.

Master Fang and his wife were respectfully standing in front of the eunuch with their hands bowed and their heads bowed, they didn't dare to come out, and behind Master Fang were quietly kneeling one or two hundred people from the Fang Mansion, and the whole scene was solemn and dignified.

Fang Zheng stepped forward, quietly tugged at his father's sleeve, lowered his voice and asked, "Dad, what's wrong?" To whom? ”

Old Man Fang glared at him fiercely: "Shut up!" ”

The eunuch, who was half-closed and seemed to be dozing off, heard the sound, opened his eyes, saw Fang Zheng, and turned his head to cast an inquiring look at Master Fang.

Master Fang arched his hand and said: "This father-in-law, he is the dog of the grass people, Fang Zheng." ”

The eunuch's eyes lit up when he heard this, the smile on his face flashed, he coughed, and said solemnly: "Fang Zheng, kneel down and listen to the holy decree." ”

Fang Zheng looked left and right, and saw that everyone was kneeling, even Master Fang and Mrs. Fang also knelt down, so he had to reluctantly flick the hem of his robe and kneel on the ground.

Only then did the eunuch carefully unfold the holy decree in his hand, cleared his throat, and said in a particularly awkward and thin voice: "The edict said: Jinling Fang Zheng, who is not yet a weak crown, has only thought about people." On the occasion of the Turkic invasion of the border and the national disaster of Dahua, he offered the strategy of retreating, turning the tide, saving the lives of all the people, helping the generals of Huaxia, and I was very happy, so he gave Fang Zheng the same Jinshi background, Feng Zhong Yongbo, 500 households in the food town, awarded the right to scatter the cavalry, and allowed the forbidden palace to walk, Shangwu Tianyan. His father was righteous, and his son was well-groomed, so he made miraculous feats, and gave him a thousand taels of gold and 200 silk horses. Announce to the world, and make the salty envoy known. Chin this. ”

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What, the first volume will end tomorrow, and the second volume will start the day after tomorrow (this sentence is nonsense). The main content of the second volume is officialdom, and the officialdom with the participation of the young master can imagine how chickens fly and dogs jump.

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