Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 408 Whip Clever

The problem was solved by using Linghu Defen as a sacrificial wine for the son of the country.

Linghu Defen has the style of a gentleman, he will not deliberately embarrass anyone, and he has some overlap with Fan Zheng, so Wu Yi has no worries about returning to mathematics.

Letting Wu Qian go back to Dunhua Winery is just a stopgap measure. Since the future has been touched, it will be easy to manage.

What Fan Zheng hated was the pious Zi Dao, not the Imperial College.

To be honest, I quite admire Dugu Ancheng, the young supervisor in the palace. After such a big scandal happened, he can calm down and show up on time for every court meeting. His psychological quality is not ordinary.

However, considering the background of this era, it really doesn't have much influence on him.

If you are not a wife or concubine, you are not protected by the "Law of Zhenguan". In the era when concubines can give each other gifts, is the outer room a hammer?
There are rumors in the world that Liu Jiqi has disappeared from Chang'an City.

As for whether the mother and son will go back to their hometown or fall into the surging Yellow River, it is not known.

For these aristocratic families, many things are just a matter of effort.

No, you don't even need to raise your hand, just wink and someone will silence you.

Those who do it themselves are not nobles, at most they are dudes.

If the people don't raise the case and the officials don't investigate, it's nothing more than the place of household registration stating that they were killed by tigers and wolves.

If you are really targeted by serious officials, at least hand over one of your servants or one of the trilogy to ensure that your wife and children will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives. What can you do?
Therefore, there is a reason why no one is willing to provoke the aristocratic family.

Fan Zheng himself didn't notice that the influence of Dunhuafang was already small and large in the entire Tang Dynasty.

Wu Qian didn't care, but Wu Sang spun around in circles because of this, Wu Menshan didn't say a word.

Wu Qian's experience is not worth mentioning in the officialdom, how many people have been silent because of this?

The proportion of officials who can really recover is too low.

Otherwise, why are there so many vacancies?

In the early years of Zhenguan, you could still say that the aristocratic family was in conflict, so what excuses do you have now?

Now that Wu Qi has recovered, Li Shimin has no reason to be stuck with the decree from the director of the Jingyuan of Sinong Temple.

The piece of land outside the gate of Luoyang Palace is for nothing!
Sinong Temple, the director's office of Jingyuan.

Xun Cangwu, the freshly-baked director of Jingyuan, under the leadership of Qi Diaopan, the supervisor on the south side of Jingyuan, met the Shangguan sternly, and then got off the car to assume his new post.

People who abide by the rules are more down-to-earth in doing things, but being a human being is very boring. This is the case with Xun Cangwu. Even if he is sitting around drinking tea, he can clearly feel his alienation.

"Working with Tang Yidian, if the two of you can cooperate, cooperate if you can, and if you can't, you will work independently and independently, but it is strictly forbidden to play tricks on each other." Fan Zheng held up the tea bowl and instructed lightly.

Inside Director Jingyuan, if you say that there is complete harmony, you are joking.

His own teeth sometimes bit his own tongue, such a big director of Jingyuan said that he was completely harmonious, and he didn't have to make people laugh his teeth out.

Not to mention other people, Tang Yidianqian's Director Cheng has attracted a lot of gossip, but people generally avoid Fan Zheng.

But nepotism is the normal state of the world, and it is not unbalanced to chew the grain.

This time, Xun Cangwu's superior position broke the inherent prejudice among the directors of Jingyuan.

Look, if you do things down-to-earth, there is still a glimmer of hope for promotion.

Xun Cangwu crossed his hands solemnly: "The next official takes orders."
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In Dunhuafang, in front of the Dingyuan General's Mansion, Fan Baili and Lu Feijia separated, each holding a soft whip, and whipped the fist-sized spinning top on the cement board, and the "cracking" noise hit my ears, which sounded very strange. noisy.

Residents who lived by the lakeside of the park in later generations knew what it was like. Before they could get enough sleep, they were woken up by the loud "cracking" sound, and they even wanted to lift the knife.

"Aye, look, I'm whipping smart!"

Fan Baili happily put away the soft whip, let the top spin, and then fell powerlessly.

Lu Feijia and the others also stopped one after another.

Since it is a race to be smart, it must be fair.

Whip cleverness is another name for spinning tops. This name came about because Yuan Ri asked the baby to spin tops, implying to be smarter. There is a poem written by Yuan Zhen in "Rewarding Changqing Four Years of Yuanri Junzhai Feelings": " Wealth and nobility wish to come, what will happen, and wisdom will turn into nothing."

Fan Zheng still had to put on a kind face: "Very good. However, you guys are smart about whipping. You have to be careful not to whip sooner or later, and you must not whip in front of a child as big as Erlang, so as not to scare brother and sister."

Fan Baili smiled and said: "It's easy to save, I just came out of the house to whip because I was afraid of scaring brother. Look, this is a solo piece that Yeye cut for me. Lu Feijia helped me bury it in the mud for half a month."

In terms of wood craftsmanship, Fan Laoshi is still very famous in a few squares.

The reason for burying the pond mud, Fan Zheng guessed, was probably to prevent the wood from cracking.

Spinning tops have been around since the Neolithic Age. They appeared in books during the Northern Wei Dynasty, and they were named Dule. The name of spinning tops began in the Ming Dynasty.

Fan Laoshi's face is now a bit bright.

Yuan Luan came out from the mansion, holding the babbling Fan Mingqian in his arms: "Look, my dear grandson, your elder brother is trying to be smart. Hmph, you don't even bring Fan Mingqian to play."

Fan Baili immediately handed over the soft whip to Lu Feijia, and stepped forward with a smile on his face: "Brother, do you miss my brother? The whip is too smart, and my brother is afraid to startle you, so he came out to whip."

Fan Mingqian grabbed Fan Baili's finger and chattered endlessly.

Fan Baili turned his head to look at Fan Zheng, showing a hint of embarrassment: "Aye, brother wants to see me smart."

Naturally, Fan Mingqian can't speak yet, but his family can generally understand general communication.

Fan Zheng took Fan Mingqian, leaned on his arm, gently held his palm, and said to Fan Baili: "Then you go a little farther, and the strength of the whip is less."

After thinking about it, after walking twenty steps away, Fan Baili wrapped the rope around Dule, pulled it hard, and Dule spun.

Afterwards, Fan Baili swung the soft whip lightly and smacked on the solo, a bit awkward.

Fan Mingqian was so happy that he kicked his legs straight and giggled.

As for being frightened, because he was holding Fan Zheng's hand, and Fan Baili deliberately lowered his strength, his voice was not too loud, and Fan Mingqian was not affected.

Of course, Fan Baili couldn't enjoy himself to his heart's content.

Du Shengxia gently jumped out of the mansion gate, saw Fan Zheng's staring eyes, couldn't help sticking out her tongue, restored her graceful demeanor, walked to Fan Mingqian's side, and said loudly: "Da Lang, Erlang is very happy to see you being smart. "

Fan Baili, who was originally reluctant, carefully controlled Whip Smart.

If you want to make brother happy, you can't scare brother, this brother is not easy to be.

Lu Feijia and the others quietly stood aside, grabbing the shortbread served by Fan Laoshi and feasting on it.

The pastry is known as the first point of the Western Qin Dynasty. According to legend, Li Zhi once entertained the monk Xuanzang with it. It is golden in color, distinct in layers, crisp but not broken, oily but not greasy, and delicious.

After a long time, Fan Mingqian yawned and closed his eyes. Du Shengxia immediately called Fan Baili to stop, took out a sweat towel and wiped his face.

(End of this chapter)