"Your Majesty, I have been ordered to check with the officials. The two hundred and ninety-eight mares here are all pregnant. The difference between before and after pregnancy will not exceed one and a half months."

"Then tell me, how many stallions and mares are there in Xiyuan, and the breeding has been over two months now, how is the situation?"

"Your Majesty, there are eight stallions in Xiyuan with Frankish foals as stallions.

Of the seventy Frankish mares, fifty-four are now pregnant. "

"In addition, the newly selected 100 mares that are waiting to be pregnant have not seen signs of pregnancy for the time being." I have to admit that although God often likes to close people's doors, there will still be a glimmer of hope for people after all.

Whether it is a window, or a back door, or even a dog hole, in short, it fits the concept of heaven and earth.

At any rate, I will leave you with a glimmer of life and let you see a glimmer of hope.

It's as if you're stuck in a room with no light at all, so you have to fumble around in the dark room yourself.

Fortunately, I touched the doorknob with a few hands, and it opened with a single pull. I saw the sun and a bright future.

Some people who were almost unlucky, hehe, stretched out their hands to touch a few times, and directly touched the switch, and even couldn't find the light, so they killed themselves.

As for Fang Jun, he was like that kind of unlucky boy who God is not willing to give him a door, nor is he willing to give him a window.

It just left him a way out in an unexpected place.

If it weren't for Cheng Sanlang, a bole-level boss who is best at discovering and digging talents.

I am afraid that Fang Jun will not be able to find out what kind of advantages his fat and strong body can have in his whole life.

But now, his slightly hoarse, but also very emotional and unique voice is just like the kind of soul singer called by later generations.

Even if you ask him to sing Wang Xiaoer's New Year's Eve, he can still give you the moving feeling of singing a selection of love songs.

After "The Snow in the Fifteen Years of Zhenguan" was sung, many Fang family members crowded into Fang Jun's small yard.

Everyone was surprised, muttering in low voices, such a weird tune, but the singing voice was so moving.

It seems to sing to the deepest part of your heart, where it is gently teased.

The little girl Ludie who stayed in the house to serve tea for an excuse, looked at her second son in the eyes at this moment.

It was like a cute little oriole looking at a delicious caterpillar, it was so bright that Fang Jun felt his scalp go numb.

Cheng Chubi, who stopped beating the drums, got a toothache from jealousy, motherfucker...

If this boy's voice is given to me, the music circle in this world will definitely become my domain alone.

Li Ke is so jealous, motherfucker... I didn't expect that the rough old man's voice could touch people's hearts so much.

If I want to have such a voice, the entire Goulan Pavilion in Chang'an... Bah bah bah, this king is a decent person.

"Brother Chu Bi, how is my singing?" Facing the two brothers who were staring at him, Fang Jun looked very shy.

"Master, you sing so well..." Little Ludie looked at her son with a pink face, her eyes were full of love.

"Aha...really?"

"You can't sing, you just have a good voice."

Li Ke couldn't help but spit out a sentence in a low voice.

Cheng Chubi was bolder and happier than Li Ke anyway, and said with a smile.

"It's okay, you can practice a few more times, come on, continue..."

"The first snow in the sixteenth year of Zhenguan, sing!"

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Fang Xuanling stepped down and returned to her mansion unsteadily. At this moment, she was walking in square steps towards the study.

I saw two servants who were weeding on the fork not far ahead, bragging and farting happily.

"I didn't expect that our second son actually has such a voice, and the singing voice is like scratching the apex of the heart."

"Yes, yes, although I don't quite understand why Second Young Master squats outside the Hanguang Gate to watch the two-wheeled carriage, but I always feel that the lyrics are so loud...Go...Go to the master."

"If you are catchy, you can be catchy. What are you doing, Master?"

Another servant who was weeding with a sickle in his hand suddenly became unhappy.

The servant of the old Fang's family, the younger brother of the scholarly family, can't even understand a word, which is a shame to the old Fang's family.

"The villain has seen the master." The servant who said the master bowed to Fang Xuanling with weak legs.

The one who weeded finally came to his senses, and hurriedly bent over to salute.

"Ah, the villain has seen the master..."

"What were you guys talking about just now, what did Second Young Master do?"

Fang Xuanling put his hands behind his back with a stern face, the temperament of the first prime minister of the Tang Dynasty was well controlled, and his aura was terrifying.

How dare the two servants hide anything from the old man, so they honestly sent Cheng Sanlang and Li Sanlang, two moths, to come to the house every day to find their second son.

Every day there, he taught his second son to sing a ditty and reported it to Fang Da Xiangye in front of him.

Master Fang's nostrils almost spurted sparks, his face turned from black to purple, and from purple to red.

"Sing! Little! Song! Those two, those two boys..."

"How dare you do that. The old man asked Erlang to stay in the mansion in a well-behaved manner. Fortunately, those two boys came to the door to make troubles. How unreasonable!"

Fang Xuanling was furious, and subconsciously began to pull up his clothes and sleeves. "Where is Second Young Master?!"

"The villain doesn't know, why don't I invite the second son to come over and greet the master, please?"

"No need, the old man will go and see for himself." Mr. Fang gave a sad smile, and just strode away.

Seeing this scene, the two weeding servants shivered and looked at each other.

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Fang Jun is in his room at the moment, looking at the numbered musical notation Zhang Chubi left for him, and earnestly studying music theory.

After all~lightnovelpub.net~ he never thought that he would have such a talent in this area, especially the envious and jealous eyes of Brother Chu Bi and Brother Wei De, which made him feel that he was not worthy of it. enjoyment.

After all, everyone hopes that they have a talent in a certain aspect and be looked up to by others.

But in the past, and seeing these two brothers who were much better than him, Fang Jun actually felt a little inferior.

But now, after finally realizing that he has such a talent, if he doesn't work hard, then he is really a scum waiting to die.

Lu Die, who was sitting beside her, blinked her bright eyes and looked at the second young master who was studying the numbered musical notation seriously.

After holding back for a long time, I finally couldn't help but whispered authentically. "Young master, can you sing it again?"

"Well, this is what Cheng Sangong and His Royal Highness Wu Wang have confessed. You need to practice more and get familiar with it."

Hearing this, Fang Jun couldn't help laughing at the expectant gaze of this lovely little maid, Ludie.