Chapter 39: Father and Son
Chang'an, Yong'an County Mansion. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Den.
Fang Xu is actually not a sensational person.
Of course, Fang Ting, who was born in the army, is even more not.
So, the father and son sat opposite each other, already staring at each other with wide eyes, (āvā) Well, half an hour, so that both of them were a little drowsy.
Even, Fang Xu simply forgot why he hurriedly returned to the house, like Cheng Lao hooligan, so suddenly, and pulled Fang Ting to the study.
As for, Fang Ting.
Fang Ting, in the past, he didn't have much weight in his heart for this concubine son.
A military general, how can he value a nerd concubine who can't pick up a gun and use a knife to cut people?
If Fang Xu dared to drag himself to the study so suddenly before the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, he didn't say anything, and for most of the time the big eyes were on the small eyes, the big ears were already shaved over. Fang Ting's knighthood status is not as good as Cheng Lao's hooligan, his fiery temper is not bad.
Because of his wife and eldest son, Fang Ting never cared much about this taciturn concubine.
Unexpectedly, at the banquet in Qujiangchi during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, in front of His Majesty and the civil and military princes of the Manchu Dynasty, he was a blockbuster, first a poem, which shocked Kong Yingda and other great poets such as Yu Shinan......
However, after all, poetry is a small way, and it cannot govern the country or level the world, and it is of no great use to the country or the family.
But then it was Pingdong. The Turkic strategy was born out of thin air, which shocked Li Shimin, the eldest grandson Wuji, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, Li Jing, Li Tao and ......, these people were not the wise men at that time, but the top figures of this era.
These people who can praise each other, and His Majesty gave the official on the spot, what an honor.
His Majesty the Emperor gave an official to a weak-crowned young man on the spot, and with the brilliant performance of this pair of monarchs and ministers, this first meeting of monarchs and ministers is enough to go down in history and be passed down as a good story.
Fang Ting, that pride, was even happier than when he was knighted.
You must know that in this era, the concept of clan is very heavy, and being able to educate a powerful son is even more beautiful than becoming famous.
Look at those things that are higher than their own officials and lords, not to mention counting on them to glorify their ancestors, if they don't become gentlemen, they should burn high incense if they cause trouble all day long.
Look at his son, that is a figure like Zhuge Liang, destined to be in the picture.
The Fang family has been in the army for several generations, and it is impossible to say that he does not envy Fang Xuanling Du Ruhui, a character who can turn the clouds and rain with strategy.
Although, this is the Tang Dynasty, the most prosperous and open era of martial arts in Chinese history. It was not the era of the later Song and Ming dynasties when literature controlled martial arts.
But those big families, inherited for thousands of years, rely on culture, even those military lords, are also in power, and no one from a military family is still in power.
In particular, I recently saw that His Majesty asked him to take charge of the military, although he was only a small general, but it can be seen that His Majesty meant to let him enter the general.
In particular, a few days ago, this kid defeated the 10,000 left guard army led by Hou Junji with 1,000 men.
Although Hou Junji is very unpopular, and his character is not good, even at the beginning of the founding of the Tang Dynasty, this era of famous generals can be ranked in the top 20.
Although the generals have an indomitable spirit, Fang Ting is still self-aware, 10,000 against 10,000, and the probability that he can defeat Hou Junji is only two or three percent at most.
Looking at this proud son, Fang Ting couldn't help but speak: "My son, what is the matter with finding a father today, what can't be opened between you and my father and son, as long as you need it, our family will all support you......"
Fang Xu, who was already a little drowsy, suddenly heard cheap Lao Tzu speak, not only blurted out: "No wonder you can't compare to Li Jing and they are the princes of the country, you really can't do it......
Fang Ting, who is trying to make himself a loving father, almost didn't have a big ear to shave him when he heard Fang Xu's words, you know, even the eldest son was beaten by him.
However, in the face of the family's hopes, a genius through the ages, even if it is his son, if he dares to fight, those old guys in the family will not be able to spare him.
Since Fang Xu came up with enlightenment books, and it has been recognized by Confucian scholars such as Kong Yingda, with the lecture of Hongwenguan, a teacher has been famous all over the world.
Those old guys in the family regarded Fang Xu as a treasure.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is simply an ancestral offering.
Fang Xu, idle and bored, thought about the addiction of being a teacher, and gave a lecture to the children of ethnic studies, those old guys didn't know if they understood, anyway, they were excited for several days, as excited as playing chicken blood.
Faced with such a situation, Fang Ting could only grit his teeth with hatred and say, "What did you say?" ā
"Whoever says an inch is careless, he will be rewarded with three springs." Before the words fell, Fang Xu walked out of the study.
A poem with no beginning or end, I don't know if Fang Ting understands it, anyway, that's what Fang Xu meant.
Watching his son leave in a hurry, in the study, the old and rough Fang Ting kept chattering, although he didn't understand the meaning of the two poems that his son read when he left, although he didn't understand what it meant, but what his son wrote must be good poems, Fang Ting was inexplicably moved, this is a poem written by his son for himself, and his son is a great poet.
Fang Ting actually smiled stupidly, and smiled very happily.
PS: This chapter is indeed chicken soup, no arsenic.