Chapter 115: A Few Oolongs
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After a short time, Chai Lin exaggerated all the affectionate and romantic places that Fang Zhongyong still folded in half.
Zhang Xi looked dumbfounded when he heard it, but he still put away the volume of "Dimming Sutra" and prepared to go back to study.
Unexpectedly, next to this private room with ordinary soundproofing effect, there were several ladies who were watching the lantern market and the Keju competition.
"Lord Fang? What is this referring to, but is last year's champion Fang Zhongyong? ”
"It should be, I heard that there are many little ladies in other people's families, and they are very obsessed with that handsome and merry bachelor."
"Wow, this is really fierce news, Lord Fang, it turns out that the female general who likes to fold the family."
"I heard that the female general of the Zhe family, but the close friend of Hedong Shiliu Yue'e, you say, this lord, is it a particularly heavy taste?"
"Tsk, heavy taste, really heavy taste."
"Don't talk nonsense, you haven't seen the female general of the Fold family, she looks like it, it's really not such a good character in the painting."
"What can be so strange about a woman dancing with a sword and a sword? If you want me to say, even if she is Peugeot, can she still surpass Tongyu? ”
A few people were talking, and they pulled the topic to Fu Tongyu for no reason, and Fu Tongyu's original forgotten son-in-law was rejected, and then gently came to his mind, and when he heard this, his heart was even tighter:
It's a shame that Fang Zhongyong's morality is good, and no one else knows about it, otherwise, where will I put my face in Futong Yufu?
But when I thought about it again, I still felt deeply lost, and the fold still passed over my rich Tongyu.
Although Fang Zhongyong had never seen me Fu Tongyu, he already had a sweetheart first, so he refused to recruit a son-in-law, which is also reasonable, but after all, he was a little unwilling......
Thinking of the delicate and lonely face under the gorgeous fireworks by the Jinming Pool, Fu Tongyu suddenly felt a heartbeat, that kid's elegant and affectionate posture is really not pretending.
However, the "Dimming Sutra" sounds very interesting, and I will take a sneak peek in the boudoir to see what routines the stinky boys use to treat the sisters.
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When Fang Zhongyong returned to the mansion, Wang Ziyue and Ma Erya didn't even go out to see the lights, the two of them gathered around a pot of chicken soup with various medicinal herbs, waiting for Fang Zhongyong to go home and eat together.
waited and waited, but did not see Fang Zhongyong come back, there was a sound of horses' hooves outside the door, Ma Erya heard it, and rushed out first.
As a result, he only came to deliver a private letter to Fang Zhongyong from the northwest.
Ma Erya gave dozens of copper plates, thanked the people who came to deliver the letter, and then turned around and returned to the hall and continued to wait with Wang Ziyue.
Walking to Wang Ziyue with the envelope, Ma Erya sat on the chair, holding the letter, looking at the shadow of the candle, and in all the boredom, she couldn't help muttering:
"This Miss Zhejia is quite beautiful, and this word is too ugly, not as good as Erya's words, not to mention Sister Yue'er."
Wang Ziyue smiled, stretched out her index finger to poke Ma Erya's head, and asked curiously, "How do you know that this is sent by Miss Zhejia?" Look at this word, it doesn't look like a lady's words, but it looks like a man wrote it, so thick. ”
Ma Erya puffed out her cheeks and thought about it, "It seems to be right, Erya is so curious, or, let's secretly open it and take a look, and then seal it back." Brother Jungyoung won't find out. ”
"Isn't that okay?" Although Wang Ziyue was also curious in her heart, she always felt that it was not appropriate to read other people's letters privately.
Ma Erya had already quickly pulled out a silver hairpin from her head, heated it by candle fire, and then slowly applied it to the letter skin.
The glue on the letterhead was fainted little by little, and Ma Erya slowly opened the letterhead gently with the hairpin.
Then he carefully pulled out the pages of letterhead.
The payment is not still folded, but it is another three big words: Liu Yue.
"It was written by the Hedong lion?" Ma Erya opened this payment and began to read the letter to herself.
Who knew that after reading it, Erya's whole face turned pale.
Wang Ziyue saw Ma Erya's appearance, and hurriedly pulled out the letterhead in her hand to look at it herself: "What's the situation?" Something happened to the girl? Erya, do you have a good relationship with the girl? ”
Ma Erya naturally knew that Wang Ziyue didn't know very well what it meant to Fang Zhongyong, but seeing that Ma Erya's complexion changed suddenly at this time, Wang Ziyue suddenly guessed two or three points, so her face became pale.
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Fan Zhongyan and Fang Zhongyong walked out of the imperial city side by side, ushering in the brilliant Shangyuan lights outside.
The two of them continued to discuss the military affairs of the Great Song Dynasty in front of the round silly moon, and there were really a lot of questions.
"This time the adults are going, I wonder if they can slightly restrain and restrain the matter of eating empty salaries? Rectify military discipline and streamline administration? Fang Zhongyong suddenly looked at Fan Zhongyan and said something like this.
"Streamlining the government?" Fan Zhongyan played with the meaning of this word, and couldn't help but look at Fang Zhongyong with a look of admiration:
"Yes, indeed, streamlining the administration of the army is a problem that my Great Song Dynasty urgently needs to solve. It's just that the correlation is often involved in the overall situation, which is difficult. ”
"The Great Song Dynasty is now economically prosperous, so naturally it is impossible to detect the disadvantages of raising soldiers and bandits, eating empty salaries, and assigning official positions indiscriminately, but once one day, there is a problem with economic operation, then these things will surface, coupled with foreign invasions, I am afraid that it will be a big deal."
Fang Zhongyong showed 200 percent confidence in Fan Zhongyan's ability to understand, so he did not mind using a series of modern professional terms to describe the problems that arose in the operation of the pre-existing government.
Fan Zhongyan really didn't disappoint him.
He stroked his beard, nodded heavily, sighed, patted Fang Zhongyong's shoulder again, and said with a smile: "What you said is very right, although you can't do it with a wave, but people in my generation should work hard to break the old and create the new." ”
Fang Zhongyong thought about it, and suddenly felt a little excited. After all, it is now the fourth year of Jingyou, will the "Qingli New Deal" be launched in advance? This time, it seems that it is far away from the destruction of Xia Zhu and others, so where will the road of the New Deal lead?
He raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky and the bright lights all over the city, everything was so real and so illusory.
This beautiful little excitement was quietly dispersed when Fang Zhongyong returned home and saw the strange looks of Ma Erya and Wang Ziyue.
Although I came back a little late today, I don't have this expression, right? Fang Zhongyong wondered in his heart. (To be continued.) )