Hearing Jiang Pengji's question, he composed himself and cupped his fists in fear.
"Langjun, if you have nothing to do, it's better not to get involved in this matter."
When the gods fought, the mortals suffered.
In Shangjing, there were two groups of people that could not be provoked.
One was the relatives of the emperor, and the other was a group led by eunuchs.
The two groups fought openly and covertly in the court. They were also at loggerheads in the court.
"Oh? I'm just asking what happened. What does it have to do with you whether we can afford to provoke them or not? "
Jiang Pengji was too lazy to lift her eyelids. Although the servant had good intentions, after thinking about it carefully, he was overbearing. She was just asking. It was her business whether they would cause trouble or not. It was also her business whether she was afraid of trouble. She did not need a third party to make decisions for her.
The servant's face froze. He realized that his words were inappropriate and had angered Jiang Pengji.
He hurriedly tried to salvage the situation. He cupped his fists and apologized, "Langjun, please forgive me. It was my fault just now."
"Okay." Jiang Pengji responded. Her eyes drifted to the two groups of people in the middle of the hall. They seemed to be confronting and discussing. There were messy tea sets and the four treasures of the study lying at their feet. There were also tea tables and study tables that had fallen apart. It seemed like they were going to start a fight.
The servant understood. He did not dare to act smart this time. He hurriedly explained, "It's not a big deal. It's just that Secretary Huang's godson and General Fang's Langjun had a conflict because of the chief. They disagreed with the judgment and had a quarrel. That's why they started a fight."
Secretary Huang?
Jiang Pengji frowned.
She understood the situation in Shangyang Palace. Secretary Huang should refer to the most useful eunuchs by the emperor's side. Among them, Secretary Huang served the emperor and was valued by the emperor. He had a great say in the group of eunuchs. He was the one who sold positions and titles the most.
Although Secretary Huang was a rootless eunuch and was destined to have no bloodline to inherit, he could recognize a godson and continue the family line. The so-called godson was naturally the child of Secretary Huang's adopted godson. He called Secretary Huang grandfather.
As for General Fang?
It should refer to the emperor's mother's family. General Fang was the emperor's mother's younger brother. His family was favored. More importantly, the emperor's first wife was also from the Fang family. Including the one conferred posthumously by the Emperor, the Fang family had already produced two Empresses. For a time, they were extremely wealthy.
In order to keep the aristocratic families in check and balance, the Emperor took back the power in the hands of the aristocratic families and made great efforts to rope in Qi's maternal family.
"These two groups of people are fighting because of the leader?" Jiang Pengji asked.
"Yes." The manservant nodded awkwardly.
The main mission of the teahouse was to attract and discover talented people. They would often take out prizes to attract scholars to gather here and paint. Then, from all the works, the best would be chosen as the champion. The treasured works could also be hung in the teahouse for guests to admire and promote their literary reputation.
True scholars from noble families disdained this method of spreading their fame, but ordinary commoners valued it very much.
In addition, the owner of this teahouse was Prince Changshou, who had real power. Naturally, the teahouse's business was not bad.
Even though the descendants of eunuchs were wealthy, they were still looked down upon by others. They also needed a reputation to gild themselves. To put it bluntly, they were nouveau riche. They had no foundation and could not lift their heads in front of the aristocratic families.
Secretary Huang's godson was 18 years old. He was very good-looking and looked like a scenery when he stood there. However, he had the title of descendant of eunuchs in his head. He had always been despised by the gentry families. The gentry families with a foundation could not hang out with him.
He also knew what he lacked, so he worked hard to promote his literary reputation.
He could not change his background and could not decide his starting point. He had to work harder the day after tomorrow.
As for General Fang's son, he was a playboy. His height and width were almost the same. God knew how many masters he had hired, but after a few years, he still could not teach much. He usually did not listen to classes and did not work hard. He only knew how to fool around in the inner court and spoiled many girls. However, he thought highly of himself and felt that his talent had surpassed the sky. He was very indignant that his first place had been taken away by others.
Because of this, the two groups of people confronted each other. General Fang's son even instructed the manservant to fight.
"Bah, you're just a descendant of eunuchs. You can't just enjoy your old capital or inherit the family's unique skills. How dare you come out and make a fool of yourself?"
General Fang's son raised his hand and wiped his face. His face was oily, making him look very greasy and fat.
Family's unique skills?
Wasn't this directly cursing people to be cleansed and become eunuchs?
"Vulgar. You can't win in a literary battle, so you want to take advantage of your power to bully others. Do you think I will be afraid of you?"
Secretary Huang's grandson was so angry that his face turned red. However, his figure was really not threatening in front of the fat man.
"Who said that I can't win in a literary battle? It's obvious that the referee was bribed by you and faked it in private. Bah, how can a person without a background write a good article? If you can recognize all the words, your ancestral grave will also emit smoke. " The fat man seized on the title of descendant of eunuchs to refute him. The manservant beside him had already rolled up his sleeves and was ready to fight. "If you don't believe me, you can ask around in Shang Jing City. What kind of work does your old man surnamed Huang do now?"
Secretary Huang's grandson secretly clenched his fists.
He didn't like the title of descendant of eunuchs, but he really treated Secretary Huang as his own grandfather. How could he tolerate outsiders humiliating him?
"Damn fat man, you really won't give up until you see the coffin. Do you really want to fight for real and fight for real?"
"Come on, see if I won't beat you until you call me father! Whoever is afraid is a coward. Take off your clothes, lie on the ground, and bark like a dog! "
The fat man also clamored fearlessly.
General Fang controlled the imperial guards in Shang Jing City. To put it bluntly, he didn't need to care about anyone except the emperor and the princes of the royal family.
Not to mention a small eunuch's son, even if it was Secretary Huang himself, he didn't need to be afraid.
The people of the two sides were burning with anger. It seemed that the battle would start at any moment.
Clang! Clang!
Naturally, they didn't need to fight with each other. They just handed it over to the manservant beside them.
"Fight! Fight with all your strength! Beat them until they piss their pants! If you don't teach them a good lesson, the grandson of a eunuch dares to mess around in Shang Jing. What a sh * t! "The fat man shouted while stepping on a table. His expression was ferocious and excited.
Secretary Huang's grandson also hid behind the hatchet man. He saw an inkstone, directly grabbed it, and splashed the ink on the fat man.
For a moment, the manservants of the two sides wrestled with each other and threw whatever they caught.
The fat man was too fat and wasn't sensitive enough. Secretary Huang's grandson hid behind the people and sneakily attacked and threw the ink.
The entire hall on the first floor was filled with screams and the sound of smashing. Some scholars couldn't stand it anymore and simply covered their faces and left. Some people hid at the side and watched the show. It was really a feast for the eyes.
To put it simply, this was just a fight between two young men. Neither of them was convinced by the other.
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