This night was drizzling, and Chang'an had no sleep.

The East Market was in a state of uproar, the firelight of the dark night reflected half of the sky red, and bursts of noisy shouts tore through the night sky, stirring the entire city upside down. Although the doors of each lifang were closed early, and the curfew in the city was even half an hour earlier, all the people, officials, and royal relatives had to be in a predicament in the lifang and could not go out......

In such a situation, could it be that someone is committing a rebellion?

Thinking about it like this, everyone in the city was silent, and many people who were a little older remembered the night when the bloody pestle and corpses were lying on the side in the ninth year of Wude......

The ruins of half the city that night created the hegemony of His Majesty Li Er, but I don't know where it came from tonight?

The ignorant are worried and frightened, lest the real war ignite and the city will be implicated; Those in the know are also tossing and turning, and it is difficult to sleep......

Things were clearly bigger than expected, but because the premature curfew cut off the transmission of news, the situation on the East Market side was never known, and such a fear and suspicion were even more irritating than hearing the bad news.

The entire Chang'an City is like a pot of water about to boil, and the restlessness is suppressed in the calm......

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At the beginning of the day, the rain that had been falling for a day and a night finally stopped, but the clouds in the sky had not dispersed, and at this hour, the eastern sky, which should have been transparent, had only a faint light, and it was impossible to see the human face three feet away.

When the curfew ended, the guards of each lane opened the door of the workshop, and immediately the servants and servants who were behind the door in the morning flew out to check on the situation in the East Market, to inquire about the news from those close to them, and to discuss with their colleagues and allies......

Almost instantly, the whole city went from quiet to moving, and suddenly became busy.

At the end of the day, horse-drawn carriages with lanterns hung from various lanes came out, and the wheels pressed against the wet bluestone streets, and the horses' hooves splashed from time to time with stagnant water in the shallows, and the confluence of hundreds of rivers generally converged towards the Suzaku Gate.

Liu Xun was dressed in an official robe, sitting in the carriage and holding a piece of music in his hand, with a solemn face.

He was so angry last night!

These old foxes of the family gate valve are simply too deceitful!

Actually used the art of war of "fiction is real, reality is fiction" to deceive me, really when I am a fool, would I believe that those arson thieves are instructed by Fang Jun? It's ridiculous! These old foxes, who are full of chickens and dogs, coax me to deal with Fang Jun on the one hand, but burn my house under the banner of Fang Jun on the other......

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

Is it really true that Lao Tzu is muddy?

Liu Dayushi was angry......

The carriage swayed through the Heavenly Street and arrived at the Suzaku Gate.

At this time, a faint white light had just been released from the sky, and Liu Xun lifted the curtain and saw a figure standing not far in front of him......

"Who's that?" Liu Xun asked the coachman.

He was so angry that he didn't sleep all night last night, and as soon as the door of the fang was opened, he sent the letter written by the homework to the hands of the imperial historian under his hand, saying that he was powerful, establishing a camp, and asking everyone to support himself in the early dynasty. Then he rushed to the court, but he didn't want anyone to be one step ahead of him.

The coachman sat on the wheel, watched with all his eyes, and then whispered: "I can't see clearly, but I can see that it should be a purple robe, and it is stocky, tall and strong." ”

In the Tang Dynasty official system, the official uniforms were distinguished according to the grade, the eighth and ninth grades wore green robes, the sixth and seventh grades wore green robes, the fourth and fifth grades wore scarlet robes, and the third rank and above wore purple robes.

Liu Xun's heart moved, he lifted the curtain and got out of the car, took off the lantern hanging on the front of the car, told the coachman to wait here for his next court, and walked forward.

A figure stood in front of the Suzaku Gate, looking up at something.

From the back, this person is slightly taller, with a shoulder-wide back, standing there steadily. When he got closer, Liu Xun raised the lantern slightly, and it happened that the person in front of him heard the sound of footsteps, so he turned his head around, and the two looked at each other.

"It turned out to be Liu Yushi...... Why so early? Liu Yushi's body is thin, so he should sleep a little longer, as long as he doesn't miss the hour. ”

The man had a lovely smile, a smile on his slightly dark face, showing a row of white teeth, and looked sunny and cheerful.

It was Fang Jun......

Liu Xun lowered the lantern, snorted, and said unhappily: "Last night, the wind and rain were mixed with fires, how could the old man sleep?" Fortunately, I didn't sleep, otherwise I would have been burned to death by a fire! The old man has nourished his spirit this night, and he is waiting for this morning, so that he can settle accounts with those filthy thieves! ”

Fang Jun's eyelids jumped, and he said in his heart that this old guy was smart, and he actually knew that I set fire to his house......

It's just that you, an old arm and an old leg, dare to threaten me so blatantly, and now that there is no one around, you are not afraid that your buddy will beat you up again?

Fang Junpi didn't smile: "Hehe...... Liu Yushi is really vicious and upright, but I don't know how you plan to calculate this account? ”

Liu Xun gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Those old foxes don't have a good thing!" It's just a clown who jumped off the beam, and actually set fire to my house to avenge the enemy's attack that day, and wanted to mislead the old man into thinking that it was your fire, is it really the old man who is a fool and is at the mercy of him? From today on, the old man will fold every day, and he will be inseparable from the family door valve! ”

Fang Jun was dumbfounded: "Uh......"

What does it mean?

Listening to these words, I thought that the fire was set by the old villains of Changsun Wuji......

Hehe, that's pretty self-inflicted.

And then again, how about your "family door valve", even if you Nanyang Liu is now down, in the final analysis, you are also one of the family door valves, right?

The old guy was probably confused......

Fang Jun scratched his head, not knowing what to say.

Liu Xun didn't pay attention to Fang Jun's slightly embarrassed look, and said indignantly: "The old man knows what happened last night, don't worry, there is an old man who will administer justice for you!" These people are dirty, and the old man is ashamed to be in company! ”

Fang Jun couldn't cry or laugh, this is an ally who fell from the sky in a daze?

Just as he was about to speak, he heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him, and someone came to the court. Looking back, a wide and gorgeous carriage was parked not far away, and an old man in a purple robe and a high crown got down from the carriage, and when he saw Fang Jun and Liu Xun, he was slightly stunned.

Fang Jun looked at him with all four eyes, and his gaze was not good.

It was the eldest grandson Wuji......

Fang Jun smiled: "Is it possible that Zhao Guogong is also tossing and turning, sleepless all night?" ”

When the eldest grandson Wuji saw Fang Jun and Liu Xun standing together, he felt a little inappropriate in his heart, but he didn't speculate too much, and he had already discussed it with Liu Xun.

But at this moment, seeing Fang Jun's smiling black face, the eldest grandson Wuji's heart rose with anger!

Last night, Wei Dawu sent back Hu Chong, who had broken hands and feet, and it was like slapping his eldest grandson Wuji in the face! Even with the depth of the eldest grandson Wuji's city, he couldn't help but slam the teacup on Wei Dawu's face! His eldest grandson Wuji has never been so humiliated since he ascended the throne as emperor with His Majesty Li Er?

Hu Chong is his eldest grandson Wuji's person, but Fang Jun seriously injured him so fiercely!

Holding back the anger in his heart, the eldest grandson Wuji glared at Fang Jun fiercely, and sneered: "When people are old, they think about more things, and they naturally sleep less." However, there must be gains in everything, as the so-called temple without a battle is considered a winner, it is considered a lot, and the temple is not a winner without a fight, and it is considered a little. Less is not winning, but not at all!"

I plan first, I have a mind to calculate or not, but you are improvised, naturally there are omissions everywhere, and mistakes are inevitable. Even if you humiliate me, you will pay a terrible price in the end!

Fang Jun smiled, if it was yesterday, he would indeed suffer from gains and losses and resentment. But after last night's enlightenment from his father Fang Xuanling, Fang Jun thought about it completely, and the loss he suffered today was caused by his unstable foundation and impetuousness.

If you can calm down, it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise......

The knot in his heart was gone, Fang Jun was in a good mood, and when he heard the words, he smiled and said: "Zhao Guogong's words are exact, don't sleep more when you are old, you should try to strive for every inch of time, as the so-called why sleep more before death, and sleep forever after death......"

Liu Xun blinked his eyes, and he was so happy in his heart!

Good boy, he is worthy of being a talented eight buckets, this sentence "Why sleep more before you die, you will sleep forever after death" is like a stroke of genius, look at the face of the eldest grandson Yinren, tsk, it is darker than Fang Jun......

The eldest grandson Wuji almost fell back in anger, and his lungs were about to explode!

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How did Fang Xuanling give birth to such a thing lacking in morality? I know that you can write poems and fill in lyrics, but you can't always use the old man as a raft, right?

This bastard who is not a son of man is angry with me!