Three Hundred and Sixty-One: The Storm in Beijing (18)

In this compartment, General Fang has just sold a high-ranking official, and his money bag is full again. 』 Liewen.com WwΔW． LieWen. CC

Humming a little tune in his mouth, he was happily making tea and drinking. Just when he was so happy that he forgot himself, a burst of howling ghosts and wolves exploded in his ears.

Bang——

With a shake of his hand, the tea lid fell to the ground with a bang, and the tea stains soaked the skirt of his clothes.

"What's going on, my little ancestor-"

General Fang felt sorry for the precious tea utensils, but also had a headache from the crying outside.

Children's debt, children's debt, ever since he gave birth to this son, he has had a lawsuit on his forehead.

General Fang despised this son, but at the same time he loved him dearly.

When he looked up, he saw a bloated guy rolling in from outside the door, which scared General Fang.

"Go, go, go - what kind of demons and evil gods -" General Fang shrank in fear. Don't blame him for being timid. The person's face was bruised and swollen, with black and purple circles under his eyes, and two strips hanging from his nostrils. The thin red blood stains looked like small snakes.

Looking from a distance, he looks like a bloated man with a pig's head.

This "monster" came out with a very familiar voice. General Fang was stunned for a moment. Isn't this his son's voice?

"Dad - my son is feeling bitter -"

Fatty Fang struggled and waved away the boy who was supporting him, and crawled pitifully in front of his father.

At this time, General Fang had to face the facts.

The unlucky boy in front of him who was beaten into a pig's head was really his son.

"Dad's dearest son, how did you, how did you become like this..." He wanted to hold his son's face to see where it was injured, but he didn't know where he touched the wound, which made Fatty Fang grinning in pain. The fuss made General Fang dare not act rashly.

Fatty Fang burst into tears, tears and snot gathering on his face.

"Dad, it's that damn Huang Song who bullied me again!"

When General Fang heard this,

He suddenly became furious and overturned the tea table next to him with a slap.

"That's unreasonable! A eunuch's grandson dares to touch my son! I want to ask how that eunuch Huang Tan taught his grandson!" General Fang was so angry that he couldn't stop chirping. His son was beaten by a eunuch's grandson. Let him put his face somewhere.

Fatty Fang continued to cry, pulling his sleeve with his right hand to wipe the snot and tears from his face.

"Dad, not only that Huang Song, but also another brat."

Fatty Fang has always looked down on Huang Song. No one has a higher status than anyone else, but he can become a disciple of a great scholar. Why?

The two of them often had conflicts in private, winning and losing, but this was the first time they suffered such a big loss like today.

"Besides Huang Song, who else?"

General Fang had a tigerish face, and his palms the size of palms were covered with thick calluses. Coupled with his burly and bloated figure, his fierce expression without anger was a bit majestic... But everyone knew that General Fang came from a humble background. Before Cheng Enhou, he was a salesman traveling in the streets.

Fatty Fang said vaguely, "There is another kid, I don't know where he came from..."

General Fang pondered for a while. Although he felt sorry for his son, he didn't have eyes. There was something wrong with Fatty Fang's attitude, and he was obviously hiding something. This made him a little more cautious, and he simply called out the dog-legged boy who was following his son. Come and ask in detail.

After asking carefully, General Fang almost breathed out while holding his chest.

"Evil! Who asked you to mess with them!"

The Shangyang Feng Clan is an existence that even the emperor is afraid of. Who gives this kid such a boldness?

However, the Feng family has already retreated and there is no one in the court. Speaking carefully, there is no need to be too afraid.

General Fang is not worried about Feng, he is worried about Liu She who is far away in Chongzhou.

Fortunately, his son did not really bully Liu She's son. If he really took off his clothes, the whole Dongqing would be turned upside down.

Fatty Fang was unhappy, "Did I get beaten by Huang Song in vain?"

"You were beaten, and you didn't find a chance to fight back? Aren't you usually very capable?"

General Fang was so angry that his beard stood up.

Fatty Fang choked, he had no problem sneaking up on Huang Song, but he really couldn't beat Jiang Pengji.

"If you don't give me back my place, I'll go find my aunt to make the decision for me!"

The aunt that Fatty Fang mentioned was the emperor's empress and the crown prince's mother.

General Fang was furious after hearing this.

Outsiders don’t know, so doesn’t he still know?

My younger sister was not born well and was not good-looking. Since she gave birth to the crown prince, she has not been favored much. The emperor is also a womanizer and has a lusty character. There is no shortage of young and beautiful beauties around him. The empress is a little transparent in the emperor's harem.

If the emperor had not needed to promote a relative and the crown prince was still alive, the queen might have been deposed.

"Stop! You bastard, come back to me!"

General Fang stretched out his hand as big as a cattail leaf and dragged his son back to prevent him from going to complain to the queen.

"I can't swallow this breath!"

Fatty Fang struggled, and finally sat down on the ground with his legs straightened out.

"You don't hurt me anymore!"

General Fang's expression turned purple.

In the end, he was so offended that he had no choice but to feel sorry for his son, so he could only go to the emperor to complain.

However, Fatty Fang was still a step slower.

Huang Song was a cunning boy. He knew that this matter could not be understood simply, so he cried to his grandfather early and explained everything clearly. The grandfather and grandson quickly finalized the plan, gave the emperor a shot in advance, and put the blame on Fatty Fang.

As mentioned before, compared with the relatives who had already grown their appetites, the emperor liked eunuchs more in his heart.

In his opinion, this was just a small matter. Isn't it normal for two juniors to have a conflict?

As soon as Huang Changshi had the shot, General Fang went to the palace to complain. This behavior made him very unhappy.

In terms of guessing the emperor's intentions, how could General Fang compare with Huang Tan who served in front of the emperor?

In the end, the father and son of the Fang family were in disgrace.

Huang Song achieved a small victory at a certain stage, but his little friend Feng Jue was not so relaxed.

Feng Jin would not make a big fuss or scold people, but he would stare at people coldly and implement mental oppression.

Under such cold violence, Feng Jue gradually couldn't sit still.

"What's so good about Huang Song?" Feng Jin spoke slowly after the hot tea had cooled down. "You and I both know that the Kyushu and Five Kingdoms will not be stable for many years. I don't know when the world will be in chaos and heroes will rise up, but tell me, what capital does Huang Song have to compete?"

More importantly, what capital does Huang Song have to make Feng Jue look favorably upon?

Brother, you have a better future working alone than investing in Huang Song.

Speaking of connections, Huang Song's grandfather was a eunuch, and he had more enemies than friends in the court and the country.

Speaking of money, Huang Tan made a lot of money by selling official positions, otherwise he would not have been able to pay a high price to buy an official position for Huang Song, but the Feng family is short of money?

Speaking of official positions, Huang Song is the Kyoto patrol, which was bought at a high price. It sounds good, and his duties are similar to those of the city management, and he only deals with trivial matters.

Speaking of fiefdom?

There is no need to consider this question.

Feng Jue wanted to prevaricate, but Feng Jin would not let him go easily.

Helplessly, Feng Jue could only say, "Mandrum, breadth of mind, and the ability to recognize and employ people."