The eighth day of the sixth month of the 12th year of Jianwu was a good day. That afternoon, a small yellow gate came to Fang Mansion after receiving the sage order and ordered Fang Zheng to enter the forbidden palace to meet the saint.

When he heard that Fang Zheng was about to enter the palace to meet the emperor, the Fang family was busy working. There were so many generations of heads of the Fang family, either farming or doing business. How could he have seen the legendary Longyan? Now that the young master has become famous, it is as easy as going to a teahouse to hear about the storytelling. The Fang family will no longer be inferior merchants. Therefore, the servants were very happy. For a while, those who set up cars, fed horses, and those who changed the court uniforms to Master Fang were busy.

Mrs. Fang was very dissatisfied with this messy scene, so she showed her momentum as the head of the family and was in charge of the on-site command of the preparation team for the Saint's visit to the palace. "Xiao Wu, go to the West Courtyard to call the guards and ask them to wait outside the gate. Fugui, go to get a cart and choose the newly made double cart. The young master has a title. In the future, the young master has to use the double cart when he goes on a trip. Lan'er, asks the maid to bring water to wash the young master's face, Xiao Lu, and change the court uniforms for the young master..."

Fang Zheng had a bitter face and let the group of people do what he wanted to do on him, "Mom, this... doesn't have to be so grand, right? Isn't it just to see the emperor..."

Mr. Fang's face changed and scolded, "Shut up! Don't you know the trouble comes from the mouth? People with officials and titles have not spoken more carefully? They speak lightly. Do you know how many people in the Huachao can see the emperor? Haven't you seen such a stupid person like you! Do you know that you should be careful in your words and actions in the future? Otherwise, they will give it to yourself and cause trouble for our Fang family. Do you understand?"

After being scolded by Master Fang, Fang Zheng became depressed and closed his mouth helplessly. Xiaolu pursed her lips and chuckled. She quickly changed Fang Zheng's court uniform. Xiaolu's father was once a military general in the court, so she was not unfamiliar with the dress of the court uniform and quickly changed it.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he was thief-headed and described it as weird. Fang Zheng felt very dissatisfied. How to say, the court uniform is quite fit, but the person wearing the court uniform is not very good. No matter how you look at it, he feels like a monkey wearing clothes and singing a big show, looking very funny.

Alas, I am really not suitable to be an official. Fang Zheng looked into the mirror and sighed.

"Look, the young master wears court uniforms and is full of authority. He is worthy of being the Wenqu Star Lord. In the future, the young master may become a general and a prime minister." The servants flattered him like a tide, and the depressed young master Fang relieved his depressed mood. Just pretend that what they said was true, I am very handsome now, I am very handsome now... Fang Zheng got on the carriage in self-hypnosis.

The carriage is very spacious. This carriage was personally supervised by Mrs. Fang Zheng. With Fang Zheng's Count, she is qualified to ride on a double horse. Therefore, the carriage is made of exquisite materials and high-quality materials. The horses pulled by the carriage are all good horses bought from Dayuan.

When Fang Boye was traveling, the scene was luxurious. The guards were surrounded by the guards. Xiao Wu was so proud that he was wearing uniform warrior costumes, and the guards were majestic. The group of people swayed in the capital, attracting the attention of passers-by.

"The show is too big. This is very contrary to the young master's usual low-key style. This is not enough, it is seriously alienated from the masses." Fang Zheng shook his head secretly, lifted the curtain of the car and called Xiao Wu: "Tell me to the guards, don't come out with so many people again in the future, the young master doesn't like it."

Xiaowu wondered, "Why don't the young master like it? The young master has become an official, so it should be like this."

Fang Zheng said angrily: "Shut up! Are you a young master or I? Do whatever I say, so much nonsense! Look at those guards who are proud of themselves, a man who looks so handsome and proud. The big girls and wives on the street are looking at them. Young master, I am so handsome, they are not seeing them! Go and tell them and tell them to keep a low profile in the future!"

Xiaowu suddenly realized that the young master thought the guards had stolen his limelight.

The carriage stopped in front of the Xi'an Gate of the Forbidden Palace. Walking further in, it was the area of ​​the Forbidden Palace. If you don't want to go in, even if you stand outside for a while, it would attract the scolding of the soldiers.

Fang Zheng got off the carriage and ordered Xiaowu and the guards to wait on the spot. He prepared the court uniform, straightened the official hat, and walked towards the palace gate with his head held high.

After handing over the waist sign, the sergeant carefully checked it, the side door of Xi'an Gate opened, and Fang Zheng walked in.

After passing through the inner palace and the custodians, we arrived at the inner imperial city. At the inner city gate, a small yellow gate had already received the emperor's order and stood outside the city gate waiting for Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng didn't dare to look at it any longer, so he followed Xiaohuangmen to turn left and right, and came to the imperial study room.

The little yellow gate leading the way signaled Fang Zheng to stand outside the door and wait. Then he lifted the whisk and knelt down outside the door and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, Lord Fang Zheng is here."

A "Yeah" came faintly from the study. The little yellow gate stood up, flashed to the side, and said loudly to Fang Zheng: "The emperor Xuan Fang Zheng Fang met with him--"

Fang Zheng quickly lowered his head and stepped over the threshold of the imperial study room. Without raising his head, he looked straight ahead, kneeled on the scarlet carpet, and shouted: "My minister Fang Zheng bowed to the emperor, long live my emperor..."

"Okay, I didn't even kowtow in the opposite direction. I'll kowtow after seeing it clearly." A faint smile came from my ears.

"Ah?" Fang Zheng subconsciously looked up and saw a big desk standing in front of him, but there was no one behind the desk. The sound just now came from Fang Zheng's left.

Fang Zheng turned his head and found an old man in bright yellow dress holding a book in one hand next to the bookshelf on the left, looking at him with a smile.

It's so embarrassing. The first time I entered the palace, I made the fat man feel ugly. Isn't he laughing to death when he knows?

Fang Zheng didn't even get up, and moved his knees and turned his head in a direction, and knocked down again, "My minister Fang Zheng bowed to the emperor, my emperor..."

"Please keep your body flat, don't say anything useless, who can really live long live in the world?" Although the emperor's tone was plain, it had an irresistible majesty.

Why doesn’t this emperor always let me finish my words? Fang Zheng stood up depressedly.

"Fang Aiqing, raise your head and let me see you."

Fang Zheng slowly raised his head when he heard this and tried his best to keep calm and look directly at the emperor.

The emperor looked at Fang Zheng carefully. The young man in front of him was handsome, but he could barely make sense, but he always had a thief-headed and thief-headed look. Although his eyes seemed to have aura, he lacked some stability, and his whole body was slick and merciless.

Fang Zheng was also looking at the emperor in front of him, and saw that the old man looked calm and had a pair of hawk eyes and was sharp and energetic, as if he could penetrate everyone's heart. His sharpness was restrained and unspoken, with a high aura, and... and why did he look so familiar?

"Oh, it turns out it's you, old man," Fang Zheng blurted out without thinking and recognized him. Wasn't he the one he met at the door of the fat man's house last time? He didn't expect that he was the emperor. No wonder he once said he was the elder of the fat man.

"Old man?" the emperor said with a strange expression, and then he smiled heartily, "Old man, please be old man, haha, I'm just the old man..."

Fang Zheng was shocked to realize that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly thrust his head and knelt on the ground again, saying, "I...is scared! Ah, I'm wrong, I know my guilt!"

"Haha, let's just sit still, you young man is also interesting." The emperor seemed to be in a good mood and didn't care about titles with him.

"Tell me, how did you think of the strategy of repelling the Turks? Your understanding of Turkic Khan Gu Dulu and his brother Mochu is very tangible. Step by step, they are actually in your calculations. Tell me, how can you calculate so accurately?"

The emperor wouldn't think I was a fortune teller in a stall, right? Did that be calculated?

"Go back to the emperor, I was actually inspired by something when I was a child. I was naughty when I was a child, and often took advantage of my parents' work... Well, after going out, I sneaked out to play with the boy from my neighbor's house. But the boy from the neighbor's house was not good-looking, so we started fighting. The boy was very strong. I beat him but I couldn't help but breathe, so I sneaked to his house to spread rumors with the boy's brother, saying that his brother was talking bad about him everywhere. His brother had a bad temper. After hearing what I said, he immediately brought the boy back and beat him up. What about me, hehe, his brother was awarded a piece of candy..."

"What? Your strategy to retreat to the enemy...is because of this?" the emperor said in surprise.

Fang Zheng scratched his head embarrassedly, "It's not entirely true. I was too naughty when I was a child. When I was bullied, I always thought of ways to find it back. Uh, these methods are not open and upright, but they all achieved their goals."

"You are really..." The emperor was so amused and cried. He pondered for a while, as if he wanted to find something to praise Fang Zheng, but he couldn't find it and hesitated.

Maybe I have too many advantages, and the emperor has no way to praise it for the time being, Fang Zheng thought proudly.

"Although your method is unpredictable, it is extremely useful. "The Art of War" says: Anyone who fights is in a right way and wins with a strange way. It seems that you have never read a military book, but you have also been in a wrong way. I can only say that you are lucky and you are bewildered. Haha." The emperor stroked his beard and smiled.

The emperor's words made Fang Zheng quite dissatisfied. Is this luck? This is wisdom! Who in the whole Huachao except me, who is so smart?

But he is the emperor, he can do whatever he says. What should I do with him?

Fang Zheng said in a depressed voice, "This is all for the Emperor's Hongfu Qitian and his wise eyes to recognize people. Our Hua Dynasty has just turned danger into safety. Long live my emperor..."

"Haha, okay, stop flattering." The emperor smiled happily, and could tell that he had a good impression of Fang Zheng.

"I call you into the palace today, for nothing else, just want to see you, haha, are you the only son of the Fang family in Beijing?"

"Back to the emperor, yes."

"I heard that you are eighteen years old this year and have not married yet? It is rare for you to marry someone who is eighteen years old. Why not marry him?"

This old man is quite gossipy.

"When the Emperor, the Turks have not been destroyed, why should the family be..." Fang Zheng wanted to show his own forgetfulness in front of the emperor.

"Your family has a very big property, haha, even the emperor in the deep palace has heard of your Fang family."

Fang Zheng mentioned it in his heart, what does the emperor mean? Could it be that he wanted to attack our Fang family's property? Why is this old man more shameless than me?

"Your Majesty, my family's property is not big, it's really not big. I only have a slight surplus every year. The money I earn has to be paid taxes to the court, and I have to support thousands of shopkeepers, accountants, and friends in various stores. There are only a few left. Even my family can only eat a meal during the holidays. Really." Fang Zheng cried poor with a sad face.

How smart the emperor is. He saw Fang Zheng's tricks at first sight. Seeing Fang Zheng pretending to be bitter, his eyes were still rolling, and he couldn't help laughing happily: "Don't worry, I didn't have the idea of ​​making a fuss about your property. You are a hero of my Hua Dynasty. Since ancient times, there has been no reason for the emperor to seize the property of his subjects. That is what a foolish monarch can do."

Fang Zheng felt relieved when he heard this and said with a smile: "The emperor misunderstood. Although my family has no money, I am a loyal minister. As long as the court needs it, our family will give as much as you want."

When the emperor heard this, he seemed to be interested: "Oh? Really?"

Fang Zheng wanted to slap himself hard at this moment, he was a slut! Why did he express his attitude well? Isn't he asking for trouble for himself? What if the emperor really asks him for money, will he give it or not? - I wonder if one hundred taels are enough?

Seeing Fang Zheng's face turned red and Qiqi Ai Ai couldn't speak, the emperor laughed. He didn't know how capable this minister was, but he could make himself happy. Long Yan was very happy. It seemed that the decision to mention him to him was right.

After a while, the emperor laughed enough and then said, "Aiqing Fang, I have decided to allow you to attend court every day in the future. Originally, officials under the fourth rank are not qualified to attend court, and you are just a fifth rank regular attendant, and your rank is not yet reached. However, there are special cases in everything. I will allow you to attend court. Aiqing Fang, you have to perform well for me."

Feng Qiudao really made the case. Young Master Fang is now just entering the court and being one of the ministers? However, if you want Fang Zheng to compete with those treacherous ministers in the court, Feng Qiudao made a wrong plan. Humph, if you don’t harm others, you will be a contribution to society. Fighting with treacherous ministers? Don’t even think about it! Maybe Young Master, I will be a treacherous minister in the future.

Fang Zheng hurriedly knelt down and thanked him: "I am afraid...ah! I am wrong! I am thanking the Lord for his kindness, long live my emperor..."

The emperor interrupted him again without hesitation: "Okay, there's nothing else to do. You go back. Don't keep shouting long live long live in the future. I don't like to listen."

Well, this old man is not confused yet, and the word "Long Live" cannot fool him. Since ancient times, many emperors who have refined alchemy to seek immortality medicine have been harmed by the word "Long Live". After the ministers read it a lot, he thought he could really live long live. With such a stupid emperor, can the people live a good life?

"I'm going to leave." Fang Zheng faced the emperor, bent his body, and retreated step by step.

When he was about to walk out of the gate of the imperial study room, the emperor suddenly called him and suddenly said, "Aiqing Fang, I heard that you have a close relationship with me, Princess Changping?"

"Ah?" How did he know? Fang Zheng was shocked and a cold sweat suddenly appeared. The emperor asked what this sentence meant?

"When I go back to the emperor, I know Wei, Princess Fu, and Princess Changping, and I am indeed familiar with each other."

"Well, I understand, you go back." The emperor's voice was calm and he could not hear joy or anger.

Fang Zheng was still sweating when he left the door. He said that being with the king is like a tiger. This makes sense. The emperor now talks and laughs with you, but you don’t know if he will turn against you immediately in the next moment. Then he ordered someone to shoot you on the wall and use a bow and arrow.

However, when the emperor asked him what happened to Princess Changping, what did it mean? Should he ask casually, or would he implicitly warn him to stay away from his daughter in the future?

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