Jun Jiuling

The imperial decree of the Fang family is very strange.

The origin is unknown, and the specifications are strange.

Fang's family is neither a civil servant nor a military general, nor is it a relative of the emperor who has made great achievements for generations.

That is what the former emperor bestowed upon him. If Fang Chengyu holds the imperial decree at this time, let alone be able to see the emperor without kneeling, even if he asks the emperor to do something, the emperor will not be able to refuse.

Such things naturally made the emperor uneasy, so uneasy that he opened his mouth to snatch it.

Of course, the emperor's snatching was very tactful. It was very benevolent and reasonable to attribute the imperial decree of the first emperor to the calligraphy.

It depends on how you choose, whether you are grateful or ignorant of flattery and injustice.

As soon as the emperor's words fell, Fang Chengyu knelt down with a plop.

"Your Majesty is truly blessed for three lifetimes to be bestowed with calligraphy by the late Emperor and Your Majesty twice." He said, taking out a scroll from his sleeve and holding it up high, "This fortune is too heavy. My Majesty, please take back the calligraphy of the late Emperor. .”

The emperor was a little surprised, and so was Miss Jun.

After Fang Chengyu entered Beijing, Miss Jun gave him the imperial decree, and Fang Chengyu took it away without any courtesy. He didn't expect that he would bring it into the palace.

And he gave it so simply and neatly.

And regardless of whether he is helpless or aware of current affairs, take it back first and then talk about it.

The emperor looked a little disturbed.

"This, this is not good." He got up hurriedly, after all, he was facing the imperial decree of the late emperor, "This is bestowed on you by the late emperor, how can I take it back?"

Fang Chengyu looked at the emperor with sincerity.

"Your Majesty, I don't understand much when I was young. My grandmother often told us that we should not be too greedy." He said, with a bit of apprehension. Live a good life, and now His Majesty has rewarded us, and will make our family live a good life, I think one is enough."

The emperor laughed at the childish words, but what children say is the truth.

You really can't be too greedy.

"In that case." The emperor said with a sigh, "then I will take back the calligraphy of the former emperor and treasure it."

Fang Chengyu leaned over and kowtowed.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." He said gratefully, holding up the scroll in his hand.

Miss Jun leaned over and knelt down, watching from the corner of her eye that the servant took the imperial decree from Fang Chengyu's hand.

This surprising and frightening thing left Fang's house. Its arrival was a blessing or a curse, and its departure was a blessing or a curse.

But fortune and misfortune depend on each other, so let's deal with it when it comes, Miss Jun lowers her eyes.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," she kowtowed.

.........

"Why did you come with an imperial decree?"

Leaving the emperor's palace and walking out of the imperial city, the servant who saw him off behind him had already left, Miss Jun asked in a low voice.

"Did you expect this?"

Fang Chengyu got closer to her.

"No," he whispered, "I just wanted to be safe."

Miss Jun almost laughed.

It turned out that it was not because of gratitude and respect to the emperor, but because of guarding against it.

This is disrespectful.

Miss Jun looked at Fang Chengyu.

After leaving the presence of the emperor, the young man's expression was still somewhat curious and restrained.

But through his clear eyes, Miss Jun knew that he was not nervous at all. There was no nervousness or anxiety when he came here to the Ninth Five Lord, which meant that he had no respect or fear.

Is it because he has been isolated from childhood and does not know how to be in awe, or is it because of something else?

Sensing her gaze, Fang Chengyu smiled at her.

"Jiu Ling, I am a person who has died once." He said, "I have died once, and I know how terrible death is, but there is nothing terrible about it."

Yes, although he is still young, he has suffered more than many people who have lived a long time, whether it is physically or psychologically.

Miss Jun reached out and patted his arm.

"Actually, it's okay if you don't take it out." She pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "Are you so willing?"

Fang Chengyu seemed a little uneasy.

"I don't quite understand. This edict is the emperor's order." He whispered, "It is the emperor's intention to bestow this order. If the emperor wants to take it back, then it will lose its meaning."

He looked at Miss Jun.

"Keeping meaningless things without returning them is not a blessing, but a disaster."

Miss Jun smiled.

"It's not that you don't understand." She said, "You know too much."

Because of her praise, Fang Chengyu had a smile on his face.

"The Fang family is really blessed to have a son like you." Miss Jun sighed again.

Fang Chengyu shook his head.

"It should be that the Fang family is nine years old, what a blessing." He said seriously, "Without you, where would I be?"

Miss Jun laughed.

"Other people's help is only for a while. What kind of person you are depends on yourself." She said, patted Xia Chengyu on the head, "Stop sweet talk, the reason why you are you is because of you, not because of others."

Fang Chengyu nodded with a grin.

"Okay, Jiu Ling is right." He said.

Miss Jun smiled again, and suddenly felt a gaze looking over her. Her smile stopped, and at the same time, a red figure appeared in her sight.

Outside the imperial city, the imperial guards Jinyiwei stood upright, and Lu Yunqi was behind them, but he did not fade away, but was still particularly conspicuous.

The two looked at each other. Although Lu Yunqi was still expressionless, his eyes were particularly deep.

It's not scrutiny, it's staring.

Whether it is scrutiny or staring, what has she to be afraid of? Miss Jun looked at him without avoiding him.

But someone stood up horizontally, separating the sight of the two of them.

"What are you looking at!" Zhu Zan looked at Lu Yunqi and said in a deep voice.

Lu Yunqi looked at him.

"Now, can't you watch it?" he said.

Now? Miss Jun is no longer Mrs. Cheng Guogong's son.

Zhu Zan knew what he meant.

"No." He still replied.

"What's the reason?" Lu Yunqi asked.

"I won't let you see it." Zhu Zan looked at him and said with a slight smile, "Is this a good reason?"

Lu Yunqi nodded.

"Yes." He said dully, "Your Majesty, you can do whatever you want."

Others can think whatever they like, so what does it have to do with him, Lu Yunqi, if there are too many people who want him to ransack their homes, so what?

Zhu Zan looked at him, and the two were deadlocked.

"Zhu Zan." Miss Jun called out.

Only then did Zhu Zan look sideways.

"Let's go." Miss Jun said with a slight shake of her head.

"You go first." Zhu Zan stood still with his hands behind his back, and said, "The people who picked you up are already outside."

Miss Jun looked at the end of Yujie Street, where people were already crowded. Someone saw her and shouted immediately.

"Miss Jun is out!"

Accompanied by this shout, there was a commotion on the imperial street, and there was even the sound of gongs and drums.

Miss Jun smiled at Zhu Zan and nodded, said nothing more, and went away with Fang Chengyu in the face of the excitement. Liu's shopkeeper, Old Doctor Feng, and others had already brought someone to pick them up, unfolded the scroll Fang Chengyu was holding, and hung it on a red scroll. Silk and colored silk are placed on colorful sedan chairs and carried forward.

"Your Majesty Long En is mighty!"

"Your Majesty is holy!"

.........

.........

The emperor in the palace couldn't hear the noise outside and didn't care.

He looked at the imperial decree in front of him and let out a long breath.

"Finally I got it back." He said, stroking the yellowed paper roll with his hand, his expression was extremely relaxed, and with a bit of joy, "Bring those back, and the Fang family will no longer exist."

He raised his head and looked into the hall.

"Yuan Bao."

Hearing a call, the eunuch Yuan Bao who was hidden in the dark place of the palace immediately came out.

"You go," said the emperor.

Yuan Bao bowed his head and answered yes.