However, Li Shimin found it inconvenient to directly confront Kong Yingda's shamelessness himself.
Thus, an imperial decree was issued, summoning Fang Er to the palace for a confrontation.
Fang Er, who was working diligently and sweating profusely, felt a twinge of confusion upon seeing Lai Yifa arrive to summon him.
After understanding the situation, he dropped the tool he was holding onto the ground.
Damn it! He's really pushing his luck! This is a blatant case of him biting the hand that feeds him!
He directly leaped onto the armored vehicle parked at the edge of the field and shouted to Guan Chang, who was working nearby.
Old Guan, let's go!
Lai Yifa was also called onto the armored vehicle by Fang Er.
Looking at the precious vehicle, which he usually only saw from afar, he was filled with excitement.
The tracks of the armored vehicle were most effective in this kind of weather!
The muddy roads that the pickup truck couldn't navigate were like flat ground for the armored vehicle.
It simply ignored any mud pits or puddles.
Upon entering Chunming Gate, the mud from the tracks was flung everywhere.
Fortunately, the weather kept most pedestrians off the streets.
When the vehicle stopped outside Chengtian Gate, Fang Er disembarked and entered the Liangji Hall.
Upon entering the hall, he didn't greet Li Shimin.
Instead, he walked directly to Kong Yingda.
Pointing to the sky, where the sun was half-revealed through the clouds after a brief rain shower, he began to curse.
Kong old man, what's your problem?
The sky has cleared and the rain has stopped, and you think you're capable again, huh?
Damn it, yesterday I didn't tie you to that iron frame because I felt it was a miracle that you've lived this long, so I gave you some leeway.
What? Gave you some leeway and now you want to be a landlord?
Come, come! This rain is going to last for another ten days or half a month. Let's go to my estate. I'll build you a shed next to that iron frame!
I guarantee you won't get wet. Do you dare to go?
Fang Er's words made Kong Yingda's face turn crimson, but he still forced himself to speak.
Who knows if the cow on your estate, by any chance, defecated and killed an ant?
Or perhaps, how many innocent lives were lost under the cow's hooves!
Didn't you see the scene of the little cow standing on its head when it was struck by lightning?
Perhaps it was the little cow standing on its head that triggered the heavenly punishment!
Holy crap!
Fang Er exploded on the spot!
How dare you insult my cow! Believe it or not, I'll beat you into a bull's head!
And you talk about cow dung killing ants and cow hooves crushing lives. Did your cows live with their legs in the air and their rear ends facing their mouths?
You think just because you're old, everything you say is right. Don't always use your weather-beaten face as an excuse. Your beauty isn't prominent, and your ugliness isn't unique!
To speak disrespectfully of the sage, don't make him crawl out of his coffin to spank you!
Come with me! Go to Fang Family Estate. You're not self-proclaimed to have vast righteousness? Stay under that iron frame for three days.
If you are well, I'll have the entire six thousand plus people of the estate play suona to send you off!
I'll escort you all the way to Qufu!
After saying that, he grabbed Kong Yingda by his clothes and dragged him out of the hall.
He didn't forget to turn back and say to Li Shimin.
Your Majesty, I'm taking this old man. Remember to send someone to collect his body in three days!
Li Shimin stared at all of this, dumbfounded. Before he could even react, the people were already far away.
Holy crap!
Where did this temper come from, suddenly exploding like that.
It's just a dead cow, is it really that serious?
But then he thought, well, may Confucius protect him.
Coupled with the protection of his vast righteousness, he should be fine.
It's good to be struck by lightning a couple of times to teach him a lesson.
Then, he sat down again to review the memorials.
The other elderly scholars in the hall were also bewildered.
How could he be dragged away just like that in the middle of a conversation!
They quickly followed behind, chasing after him.
How could Kong Yingda, an old man in his seventies, break free from Fang Er's grasp?
He was thrown into the carriage of the armored vehicle with a face full of shame and anger.
Guan Chang looked at him with curiosity.
Marquis, what's wrong with this old fellow?
Fang Er shook his head, took out a cigarette, and threw it to Guan Long.
He's just an old man who doesn't know how to appreciate favors! Let's go back!
The armored vehicle turned around, and Fang Er said to the people who were chasing them.
Don't say I don't give face, it's just that you don't want it!
Then, with Guan Chang stepping on the accelerator,
The tracks creaked and groaned on the stone road, leaving behind thick black smoke that sprayed onto the pursuing individuals.
From a distance, they looked like Kunlun slaves who had just emerged from a coal mine.
The armored vehicle drove non-stop, heading straight for the iron frame next to the school.
Upon arrival, taking advantage of the lull in the rain and thunder, Fang Er actually had someone build a shed under the iron frame.
To ensure the old man wouldn't escape, he also brought a chain to tie him to the iron frame.
Kong Yingda looked at the iron chain and immediately panicked.
Liaodong Marquis, you are defying the law!
I am a scholar of the Imperial Academy, how can you insult me like this!
You are declaring war on the sage's family!
Fang Er smiled slightly, then pointed at Kong Yingda's nose and cursed again.
The Imperial Academy scholar is only rank five, subordinate official.
I am a meritorious general of the Imperial Guard, rank three, main official.
A civil official, the Crown Prince's Tutor, rank three.
Enfeoffed as the Marquis of Liaodong, rank three, subordinate official.
A military general of Huaihua, rank three, main official.
A civil official, a Golden Purple Grand Censor, rank three.
Come! Count on your fingers, how many ranks are you below me!
Don't think that by bearing the name of the sage, everyone in the world will respect you!
That respect isn't for you! It's for your deceased ancestors!
I have the merit of conquering nations! Remember, there are three emperors who died by my hand! And the fourth one I spared because I was in a good mood!
If you are unharmed, I await retaliation from your Kong family!
If something happens to you, then it means your so-called vast righteousness failed to protect you!
After saying that, he simply walked away with his hands behind his back.
He paid no further attention to Kong Yingda, whose beard was trembling from the scolding.
Returning to the fields and looking at the sheets of glass fixed onto wooden frames, Fang Er finally saw a glimmer of hope.
Just then, Old Man Ma approached him.
Marquis, with more manpower, the sheds were built quickly, and the glass is not keeping up.
Fang Er examined it carefully and indeed, many wooden frames had been erected, just waiting for the flat glass to be fixed.
He went to the workshop to investigate the reason.
He finally found out where the problem lay.
The glassworks were still using pure manual rolling.
He went directly to Zhao Gang.
Are there any cylindrical steel columns in the blacksmith shop?
Zhao Gang thought for a moment, then pointed to several newly made cannon barrels piled in a corner of the blacksmith shop.
Marquis, do cannon barrels count?
Fang Er glanced at them and shook his head.
No, cannon barrels are thicker at one end and thinner at the other. I need steel columns of uniform thickness.
Zhao Gang thought for a long time and said helplessly.
Then we can only make them now. But Marquis, don't worry, it will only take half an hour.
However, I don't know how thick and how long you want them?