Chapter 28

"It's the young master!"

Xiaobai is weeping, but a cow barking in the wind and rain makes her stand up.

"Bang!"

The short knife fell to the ground, and Xiaobai listened carefully.

"Moo!"

It's the cow, the old cow pulling the cart!

Xiaobai wept with joy and rushed into the rain.

"It's the young master. I won't hear wrong again. It must be the young master back!"

Zhang Shuhui's hand moved and her writing became chaotic. She simply crumpled the half written paper into a ball and was preparing to rewrite it, but there was a familiar sound of footsteps in her ear.

"Young master, you're back. If you don't come back, i... Wuwuwuwu!"

Zhang Shuhui got up slowly and supported the table with her hands. Tears flowed down.

Fang Xing rushed in with a cool wind, saw Zhang Shuhui standing on his back, and then saw a knife on the ground and scissors on the table.

For a moment, Fang woke up and felt his throat dry and his eyes hot: "Shuhui, I'm back."

Zhang Shuhui turned around dimly with tearful eyes. Looking at Fang awake, she was ready to rush over.

"Young master! Is the young master back?"

Fang Xing opened his hands to welcome his wife into his arms, but the fire and shouting outside made him stop hugging bitterly.

"Young master!"

Fang Jielun rushed into the yard with some male servants, but he rushed in regardless of taboo.

"Uncle Jay, I'm fine."

After this crisis, everyone's hearts are close. Fang Xing also changed his name to uncle.

"I dare not."

Fang Jielun looked at Fang Xing until he didn't find the wound, which was a sigh of relief.

"What about the killing material of Xin Laoqi? He didn't bring an umbrella to the young master!"

"This damn Xin Laoqi, I......"

Fang Jielun felt that his behavior was inappropriate, so he muttered to quit, but Fang woke up and called him and said, "Uncle Jielun, you take two bottles of wine, give one bottle to Lao Qi, and the other bottle to me. Stare at Ma Su and drink it. At least get drunk."

Fang Jielun walked away in a complete mess of two bottles of Baijiu. Xiao Bai rushed to the side of the square and woke up crying.

"Well, young master, I have the blessing of the gods. All evil spirits will not invade."

When Fang woke up, he heard that Xiaobai was quiet. He looked down and said, well, the girl actually fell asleep.

"I'll take her back and take a bath."

Fang Xing picked up Xiaobai and said in a warm voice.

Zhang Shuhui pressed her finger and hurried to ask the servant girl to boil water.

Xiaobai lives in the wing room on the side. The indoor style looks a little careless, just like her character.

Cover Xiaobai with a thin quilt and close the door of the wing room. Fang woke up and saw Fang Jielun with a sad face.

"Uncle Jay, what's up?"

It rained heavily, and they stood under the eaves, feeling the coolness of the autumn day.

Fang Jielun wiped his face. He didn't know what he wanted to erase.

"Young master, the master was involved in the prince's case and was pulled down by the slander of the king of Han."

Fang woke up stunned and thought that Fang hung Chien was not that important?

Prince Zhu gaochi is calm and has the style of a gentleman, but his character is a little soft. Coupled with his fat body and foot disease, he has never been liked by Zhu Di.

At present, there are two forces in the dispute over the crown prince. Most of the civil service system supports the current crown prince Zhu gaochi, and has persuaded Zhu Di who wants to change the crown prince several times.

The other force, the Xun GUI system, most of them made their fortune following Zhu Di's rebellion, so they always don't like to be suppressed by civil servants. Of course, they don't like to be more like the prince of literati.

Civilian officials controlled the operation of the Empire, while Xun GUI controlled the army of Daming, which still maintained combat effectiveness.

If Zhu Di dies at this time, something similar to the Jingnan battle will happen in Daming.

Therefore, Zhu Di, who knows this clearly, is somewhat ambiguous in his attitude towards the crown prince. He hopes that the crown prince will stay away from those civil servants and be more like his own Zhu Gaoxi

Lying in bed, Fang Xing was sleepless. His thoughts were myriad. At the same time, he felt the tumult in his stomach, so he quietly got up and went to the backyard.

After the heavy rain, the air was filled with a smell of mud, which was very fresh.

Fang Xing took out a box of beer and sat under the eaves, drinking bottle by bottle.

"Oh!"

In the hut, Fang Xing vomited tears, and the smell of human blood seemed to be still around his nose.

In the morning, the sun shines on the earth moistened by rain and dew, the earth's atmosphere is transpiration, and the white fog is diffuse.

Fang woke up early in the morning and went to the city, leaving the two women at home at a loss, so he summoned Fang Jielun.

Jay said distressedly, "the young master said he was going to see his classmates and buy some Western goods by the way."

"Really?"

Zhang Shuhui didn't believe it, nor did Fang Jielun, but Fang woke up early in the morning and left with Xin Laoqi. No one had a chance to intercept.

Outside Beiping City, Fang woke up and looked at the towering city wall. He said with some sobs: "here is a secluded swallow, which is also the last line of defense in the north of the Ming Dynasty. Your majesty is really brilliant!"

This is Fang Xing's truth. If you look at the map of Daming at this time, you will find that Peiping is almost surrounded by foreigners on the grassland. Once the nine sides are broken through, it will be a critical moment for soldiers to surround the capital at any time.

This has been confirmed in Fang Xing's memory. From the tile thorn soldiers encircling Peiping after the transformation of the civil castle to the late Ming Dynasty's attack by Li Zicheng and the death of Chongzhen coal mountain, the descendants of the old Zhu family scrupulously abide by the faith of Chengzu Zhu Di.

"The son of heaven guards the gate of the country, and the king dies."

This is a solemn and stirring era. The aliens on the grassland are staring at the fat Daming all the time, but Daming is a behemoth after all. No one dares to win before it decays.

"Natural disaster? I think it's more man-made!"

After paying the city gate tax, the ox cart entered Beiping city. Fang woke up and thought that when the tile thorn besieged the city, the outside of Peiping city had almost become a grassland of foreign nationalities, and his heart was a burst of irritability.

What about my grandchildren?

Although Fang Xing had no children yet, when he thought of the tragedy of his descendants being cut and killed by foreign people, he choked in his chest.

When he arrived in the city, Fang Xing also took a look at the periphery of the Forbidden City under construction.

At this time, the construction site could not see the glorious imperial city in the future. Countless servants were busy. Fang Xing had never seen a thick wood dragged out of the deep mountains and forests and transported it here to build a palace.

"Teacher, it's useless for the country to spend these people here!"

Masu felt that the project was a waste of national strength, just for the emperor's personal enjoyment and face, which was too worthless.

Fang Xing smiled: "Ma Su, don't learn from those corrupt scholars. Your majesty is going to make the capital of Peiping in order to face the military front of foreign people, so this is a great good thing!"

"Secondly, the so-called face, in our Daming Dynasty, the face of the emperor is equivalent to the face of Daming. Do you want your majesty to receive those tributaries in a humble palace?"

Masu was puzzled. His education told him that the king was light and the people were important.

As long as the people can have enough to eat, it is the Dazhi and prosperity in the Confucian fantasy.