"Strong man, if you come to my house to steal, even if you succeed, how can you escape?"

Looking at the young man sitting on the ground with a dejected face, Fang Chongyong asked with a strange expression.

He just couldn't figure it out, is this kind of work that has no return and no life so fun?

How this person got into Fang Yongjiafang, it's hard to say, because that possibility can't be ruled out.

That's right, Yongjiafang is indeed the back door of Xingqing Palace, so the garrison here is also stricter than the ordinary Fang in Chang'an.

But because of this, it will have the effect of "dark under the lights", making the garrison useless, and it is not unusual.

After all, according to conventional thinking, who would be bored to make trouble around the emperor's bedroom? In addition to rebellion, what good can you gain by making trouble here?

Therefore, it is understandable that there are thieves who occasionally sneak into Yongjiafang to steal.

It's just that it's easy to get in, but it's hard to get out!

As long as someone finds out that something happened to Yongjiafang, the urgency of this "little thing" will rise straight to the height of "assassinating the saint".

The entire Chang'an City will enter a state of stress, and the whole city will be locked under martial law! Then there is Jin Wuwei's house-to-house search, and even the Long Wu Army will be dispatched.

"Hmph, so-and-so just came to kill you, and then the jade was burned, and I didn't want to get out of Yongjiafang alive. Since he missed, he was killed by a certain neck, what else is there to say. ”

The shabby, almost unkempt young man snorted coldly, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.

It can be seen that this person has a very strong temperament! This rhetoric doesn't quite feel like nonsense.

Fang Chongyong noticed that the other party didn't even have a knife in his hand, and he came here with his bare hands.

Did he really come here to kill people? Or do you want to kill yourself here and make a big deal out of it? Or just set a fire?

Fang Chongyong had countless questions in his mind.

"However, I don't know you, and you don't act as a traitor on weekdays, bullying men and women, so why do you want to kill me?"

Fang Chongyong looked at this unkempt man and asked, only to feel that there was something wrong with this person's brain.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that Fang Jieshuai would be an old servant in his family. I thought he had a large group of wives and concubines, an army of guards, and a strong garrison. ”

The man snorted coldly, as if his mentality was very contradictory.

In these years, slaves and maids are property, and with the identity of Fang Youde, a hundred slaves and maids are all basic exercises.

He didn't expect that Fang Youde would be so incorruptible. There are not even many servants in the house.

However, Fang Chongyong felt that if this person didn't come in to steal, but just lit a fire, it seemed that he could make a little noise and be safer.

It's just that the fire is together, and many innocent people in Yongjiafang will suffer.

This man did not set the fire, but came empty-handed, perhaps with the intention of ending up together, and did not even want to kill at all.

"Come on, give this strong man some food. After dawn, send him out of Chang'an. ”

Fang Chongyong sighed and said.

Hearing this, the person who was twisted by Fang Dafu's arm was stunned, he raised his head and glanced at Fang Chongyong with a complicated look, and then sighed:

"Your father framed me and forced me to strip myself of my military status and become a slave. Now you have pity on me, what is the point?

I'm a fugitive slave, and it's a dead end everywhere, so it's better to give me a knife now.

Outsiders are praising your father as the god of war of my Tang Dynasty, and he is powerful in Youzhou. But who knew that he was a despicable villain who framed innocent soldiers! ”

Well, there's so much to know where to start.

Fang Chongyong waved his hand and motioned for Fang Dafu to let go of this person.

After a while, a few steamed cakes were brought up by Fang Laique, and the man devoured them in the lobby, and it seemed that he hadn't eaten a full meal during this time.

"Tell me what's going on."

Seeing that the man had finished eating, Fang Chongyong asked in a deep voice.

"In Xia Cui Qianyou, born in the Cui clan of Boling, Hebei, he was originally a border general of the Youzhou Modou Army.

At the beginning of this year, your father set up a bureau to frame me for stealing military rations, causing me to become a slave, and I was sent to the Yongji Canal to repair and dredge the river.

Whoever wants the will of the saint will transfer us to the outskirts of Chang'an and dig a new ditch.

I took advantage of the unpreparedness and escaped. stole a suit of clothes and sneaked into Chang'an City, and wanted to come to your house to seek revenge.

I didn't plan to make a living, but I wanted to make some noise in your house, so that the saint could thoroughly investigate your father's evil deeds in Youzhou. ”

Cui Qianyou told the story, and also told the details of Fang Youde's framing him for stealing military rations.

After listening to this description, Fang Chongyong was speechless for a long time.

The scumbag dad is too unparticular to clear dissidents! How can there be such a rough bureau, there are a lot of loopholes, look at how clever the bureau of Baihutang is!

After being silent for a long time, Fang Chongyong finally sighed, he didn't know how to evaluate Fang Youde.

"The Long Wu Army is recruiting sharp soldiers, I want to find a way to get a military membership of the Long Wu Army for you."

Fang Chongyong said in a deep voice.

The scumbag dad did a sloppy thing, and his son came to clean up the mess, which was really speechless.

Look at this!

"However, I am a fugitive slave, and this matter ......"

Cui Qianyou's face was happy, and then turned gloomy.

If you go through the formal process, you can't do it. Cui Qianyou originally had a military status, but because of Fang Youde's frame, he was "demoted" to an official slave.

There are many slaves and maids of all kinds in Chang'an, so many that the number is between 10% and 25% of the total population, and even the identities of Fang Dafu and Fang Laique.

It's just that in the details, it's slightly different. Fang Dafu's father and son voluntarily stayed after Fang Youde's "release", and the word "ministry" was written on the household register, but they still couldn't stand on their own. Nominally, they all need to depend on Fang Youde's father and son.

In other words, Fang Dafu's father and son can become sons of a good family, but they are unwilling, as for why, maybe all kinds of slaves and maids in Chang'an understand it in their hearts.

So according to Tang Law, Cui Qianyou has a series of problems to deal with.

First of all, he wants to change from an official slave to a "private slave", and he needs to ask his "master" to come forward to help solve the problem of "fugitive slaves".

This step can stop the vast majority of "good families" from the door.

Secondly, it is useless to just become a private slave, because slaves cannot join the Longwu Army, and Cui Qianyou also needs his own "master" to help solve the problem of breaking away from slavery.

This step doesn't seem to be difficult, and there are almost clear "unspoken rules" to follow. But Cui Qianyou offended Fang Youde, which proved that no one would do this for him.

Unless it is Fang Youde's son Fang Chongyong who comes forward to vouch.

In the end, Cui Qianyou also has to pass the assessment of Long Wujun and enter it smoothly, and it is best to get a low-level officer to be in charge.

This is due to the fact that Li Longji is just reorganizing the Longwu Army and recruiting the brave and strong in the world, regardless of their background. Otherwise, Cui Qianyou wouldn't even be able to follow this road.

It can be said that the current situation is equivalent to the abolition of his original social relations, and now he has to relocate an identity.

This matter can only be done by Fang Chongyong, and it is not easy for others to come.

"It's a bit difficult to do, but it's not impossible, and when the time comes, you will be reinstated.

Of course, it is definitely impossible to return to Youzhou. ”

Fang Chongyong pondered for a moment and said.

Cui Qianyou was overjoyed, he was already holding the heart of jade burning tonight, but he didn't expect that this matter could be bright!

"You are from the Boling Cui family, even if your family is in the middle of the road, it shouldn't be a big problem to take the imperial examination of the Ming Classics. Born in a family, why don't you do the imperial examination? ”

Fang Chongyong suddenly remembered this stubble and asked suspiciously.

After the popularity of the imperial examination, the advantage of being an official in the family has been greatly strengthened!

This statement seems strange, but according to the situation after the opening of the imperial examination in the Tang Dynasty, the proportion of officials in the shade of the door is getting lower and lower; Among the officials in the imperial examination, there are not a few people from families. On the whole, the proportion of children of the family who are officials has expanded rather than decreased.

"Lang Jun doesn't know, if the people of Hebei have no connections at home, where is there a way out to participate in the imperial examination.

Only by joining the army can you fight your way out. ”

At the mention of the imperial examination, Cui Qianyou's eyes dimmed. I know my own affairs, and Datang's policy of discriminatory against Hebei's imperial examinations is not a day or two. The well-known "semester room" system has almost turned many Hebei families into "Henan families".

If you don't rent a house in Chang'an to prepare for the imperial examination, and then go around like a dog, the chance of winning the imperial examination is absolutely zero.

"It turns out that the imperial examination is so difficult."

Fang Chongyong couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Since his family knew about his own family affairs, Zheng Shuqing told him that he wanted to be admitted to the Jinshi, and like Cui Qianyou, the possibility of success was zero.

Unless you study hard for ten years, and then drill into that circle step by step.

It's not because of other reasons that he can't pass the exam, but because the Jinshi course is too difficult to take the exam, relying on real talent and learning, and competing with others on the same stage, Fang Chongyong has no chance at all.

But as the son of Fang Youde, Zhongdi is an ironclad thing.

The methods of taking the exam include but are not limited to the hand-picking instructions of the saint behind his back, the examiner releasing water, replacing the test papers, and even directly asking the gunman to take the test for him, etc.

If none of these work, Li Longji can also open an Enke for Fang Chongyong alone.

For example, "virtuous and virtuous".

As long as the emperor wants to open a similar list, he can open it at any time, and only Fang Chongyong participates alone, and he will be successful if he misses.

The typical "say you can do it, you can do it, and if you don't do it, you can do it".

In this era, if a person has been reduced to the point of having to compete with others for the quota of the imperial examination, it proves that his family path has fallen to a certain extent, and he is about to slip into the cold.

"You stay for the time being, and I'll help you ask tomorrow to see how this should work."

Fang Chongyong looked at Cui Qianyou and said gently.

"Lang Jun's grace, a toothless unforgettable. Please accept a certain worship, the great grace is not grateful, and there will be a generous reward for the grace of the prince in the future! ”

Cui Qianyou hurriedly knelt down, bowed deeply to Fang Chongyong, and kowtowed.

"That's all for later, I'll clean up the mess my father caused first."

Fang Chongyong sighed, he really didn't understand what kind of principle his scumbag father Fang Youde was.

After settling Cui Qianyou, Fang Dafu came to the bedroom, and seemed to have something to say.

"Is there anything wrong with this Cui Qianyou?"

Fang Chongyong asked suspiciously.

Fang Dafu waved his hand and said, "Lang Jun acts like a king, which is convincing. ”

"The Wind of Kings?"

Fang Chongyong looked stunned, not understanding what Fang Dafu wanted to say.

"This person was dismissed from the military by Ah Lang in Youzhou, Lang Jun only needs to send him to the official mansion, and someone will naturally deal with it.

But Lang Jun's disposal method is to restore his military status, resolve this grievance, and even turn enemies into friends and form a good fate.

This alone is already stronger than Ah Lang. ”

"That's what you don't understand."

Fang Chongyong waved his hand helplessly, and continued: "The wind rises at the end of Qingping, everyone has a time when the dragon swims in the shallows. Maybe I'll be in trouble in the future. When the time comes, it will depend on whether the accumulated virtue has been enough in the past. ”

Fang Dafu smiled, didn't say anything, and saluted Fang Chongyong.

"Uncle Fu is very capable of fighting, Cui Qianyou is the border general of the Youzhou Modou Army."

Fang Chongyong said with a smile.

Fang Dafu smiled disapprovingly, and said in a very plain tone: "Back then, the slave was Ah Lang's pale head, who specialized in fighting in front of the battle and cushioning the savior. Cui Qianyou and Nubi fight alone, don't they fight long with short blows? As for cooking, I practiced it slowly after I got married. ”

After hearing these words, Fang Chongyong looked at his kind face, it was hard to imagine that more than ten years ago, this was a martial artist who killed people without blinking.

After Fang Dafu exited the bedroom, Fang Laique hurriedly came over again, and when he saw Fang Chongyong, he said excitedly: "Lang Jun, the slave behaved very well today, I immediately lit a torch when I saw that thief!" ”

"Mm-hmm, you're pretty clever tonight."

Fang Chongyong said unintentionally.

"Lang Jun, the robe of Tang Jin that you promised last time ......"

Fang Laique's face was twisted, and the index fingers of his two hands were pulling back and forth.

"What's the point!"

Fang Chongyong slapped him on the head.

"In the future, I will let you marry the prime minister's daughter! It's just a robe, and I'm not ashamed to talk about it all day long. ”

Fang Chongyong scolded the other party.

When the Anshi Rebellion comes, the world will be in chaos, and when the time comes, as long as there are soldiers and horses in your hands, what family daughters, what princesses and county lords, they are all the same as gifts on the supermarket shelves, how many are there!

As long as you have soldiers and horses in your hand, you can take them!

"But ......"

Fang Laique pursed his mouth and complained:

"That robe, Lang Jun sent the slave but a gesture, of course the slave is looking forward to it.

But the prime minister's daughter, that is something that a slave can't even think of, let alone a good and lowly person can't intermarry.

This is obviously just Lang Jun's joke. ”

Fang Chongyong was stunned, he didn't expect that Fang Laique, a fool, could actually say such a reasonable thing.

When Fang Chongyong was in his previous life, someone asked him to donate one billion, but he absolutely didn't blink his eyes, and he didn't have that much money anyway.

But if someone asks him to donate a car, then he can't say yes, because he really has a car.

"Don't make any noise, I'm thinking about Cui Qianyou."

Fang Chongyong scolded impatiently.

"Cui Qianyou, the fierce general of the Anshi rebels, his harm is not under An Lushan Shi Siming. If you encounter it, you will be killed. ”

Fang Laique's voice exploded in Fang Chongyong's ears!

"What did you just say?"

Fang Chongyong pressed Fang Laique's shoulder, shaking back and forth excitedly!

"Huh? Did I just speak? ”

Fang Laique looked at Fang Chongyong with an inexplicable expression and asked.

"Cui Qianyou! Cui Qianyou! Cui Qianyou! Cui Qianyou! Cui Qianyou! Cui Qianyou! ”

Fang Chongyong's eyes widened, and he repeated the name in front of Fang Laique.

But the other party didn't seem to react.

"When you were a child, did you learn to read and write?"

Fang Chongyong asked in a deep voice.

Fang Laique nodded and said: "Ah Lang seems to often let me endorse, but I am stupid, I forgot after memorizing, and I can't remember anything at all." ”

Hearing this, Fang Chongyong's face was shocked, and he seemed to understand something.