Chapter 411

In the Qianqing palace, all kinds of eyes with different meanings are looking at Zhu Zhanji. They are gratified, mixed, and even malicious

"Grandpa Huang, I Daming should make foreign people fear power instead of virtue!"

Zhu Zhanji's voice, which had just passed the voice change period, echoed in the spacious palace.

"The virtue of Daming can only be applied to the people of Daming, but it's not worth it for other nationalities!"

Zhu Di looked at his grandson expressionless, rubbed the new Paperweight with his right hand, and said for a long time, "take it, lingchi!"

"Your Majesty, spare your life..."

"Your Majesty, Na xinghebo told the people of Haimen guard when he left. He said he would come back and take a fleet to Japan... Xinghebo is against his heart, your majesty!"

Zhang Quanda, who had been tired all the time, was finally awakened by lingchi's fear. He cried and struggled, and even wanted to escape death by climbing the false side. But several bodyguards blocked his mouth and were dragged out.

As the sobs faded away, the palace seemed strangely quiet.

Zhu Zhanji looked around and felt a little depressed. He bowed and said, "Grandpa Huang, grandson, leave."

Zhu Di nodded. After Zhu Zhanji left, he said faintly, "my emperor's grandson is full of heroism. You should be a good assistant."

"Yes, your majesty."

After a neat response, the ministers retreated.

As for Fang Xing's anti heart, no one will believe it.

Fang Xing's command is just a few people. Why don't you show me the other one?

Yang Rong and Xia Yuanji walked together. Thinking of Zhu Di's words, he whispered, "Wei Zhe, your majesty, what does this mean? Do you think TAISUN is well taught by Xinghe Bo? Or does he preach badly."

Xia Yuanji was thinking about the stall in the household department. Hearing the speech, he said: "Your Highness has been with your majesty since childhood. You know very well. You want to let TAISUN Shoucheng, but what does your majesty think, do you know?"

Yang Rong smashed his mouth, shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, the cliff is high and steep. I can't understand it!"

The civil servants of the Ming Dynasty hoped that the king would be cultivated according to the model they imagined. In short, it was to be a benevolent king.

The so-called Shoucheng means that the king governs the country while the civil servants govern the country. We'd better build a high wall on the edge of Daming's territory that the enemy can never climb, and then

This is the ultimate dream of many civil servants: wouldn't it be better for us to study how to realize the rule of three generations behind closed doors?

"You must have a long-term vision and not be a frog at the bottom of a well."

Fang Xing took a bath, changed his home clothes and said dissatisfied with Zhu Zhanji: "where's Wan Wan?"

Zhu Zhanji said timidly, "Wan Wan went to Tianjie temple and listened to master Mingxin's sermon."

That hypnotic guy!

"Brother Dehua, tell me about the Japanese suppression."

Zhu Zhanji said with an itchy heart.

Fang Xing felt a little lazy, so he slowly told him what had happened to the Japanese.

"... the Japanese pirates are cunning and cruel. We must use thunder to deal with them. Everything is extremely necessary. Jingguan is just..."

Zhu Zhanji couldn't help admiring Fang Xing when he heard that he had cast several super large Beijing temples by the Jiaojiang River.

Jingguan has been a way for Chinese people to show their martial arts since ancient times.

"Gaoju beauty has also cast Jingguan!"

Fang Xing ended up with this sentence, which has great implication.

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "brother Dehua, I know what you mean, that is, foreign races can't be trusted."

Fang woke up and said, "today is a friend. Tomorrow may be a great enemy of life and death. This is our relationship with other races."

Zhu Zhanji was planning Fang Xing's layout at that time and asked a few questions from time to time. Fang Xing was certainly willing to answer.

The new year is coming, and Zhu Zhanji's time is also tight, so he stayed for a while and left.

"Young master..."

Just out of the study, Fang woke up to see Xiaobai guarding the small pavilion outside, with a bell at his feet and rhubarb proudly pacing back and forth at the opening of the pavilion.

Xiaobai came forward happily and leaned against Fang Xing, "young master, do you think I've grown taller?"

Ling Dang was squeezing between them in the disdainful eyes of rhubarb. Fang woke up, stretched out his hand and tilted down on Xiaobai's head, then reached his chin and said, "it's far from enough!"

Xiaobai pouts. Even lingdang runs to the front and often turns back and wags her tail can't make her happy.

When she got to the main room, Zhang Shuhui was stunned when she saw the scene, and then asked Fang Xing with a smile what she wanted to eat at noon.

Fang Xing didn't notice anything unusual, so he salivated: "hot pot, hot pot, spicy!"

So I served hot pot at noon.

Looking at the red soup, Zhang Shuhui had to eat other dishes.

Fang woke up and ate. Suddenly, he found that Xiaobai's eating action was like

"Who did you learn from?"

Xiaobai stared and said confidently, "last time I went to a party with my wife, I saw those ladies eat like this."

"Holding the orchid finger with vegetables and counting the grains of rice?"

Fang Xing disdained and said, "ignore them. We can eat as we like."

Zhang Shuhui chuckled, and then caught a piece of braised fish for Fang Xing.

Xiaobai finally abandoned those delicate and elegant eating methods. Fang woke up and said with satisfaction: "everyone's habits are different. As long as they don't affect others, I can live as I want. No one can control it!"

After dinner, Fang woke up and went to the front.

Ma Su has been waiting in his study for a long time. He is talking with Huang Zhong about what happened in Jinling recently.

"Teacher."

Fang woke up and pressed his hand, then sat on the main seat and asked, "what happened to Jinling after I left?"

Masu said something. Fang woke up and narrowed his eyes. He gradually felt sleepy.

"... recently, someone in the city mentioned the Bachelor of understanding, saying how talented he was and how he contributed to the State..."

Seeing Fang awake dozing off, masu got up and prepared to go out with Huang Zhong.

"And then?"

Ma Su and Huang Zhong stopped and looked back to see Fang Xing's eyes open and bright.

Is the news that important?

Huang Zhong was also a little puzzled. Xie Jin was really excellent in those years, so excellent that he was rarely comparable among civil servants.

But isn't he in the imperial prison?

Fang Xing rubbed his eyebrows and whispered, "go and invite TAISUN."

Ma Su was stunned, but Huang Zhong had reacted. A trace of shock floated on his face and hurriedly asked, "uncle, what do you mean..."

Seeing Huang Zhong's right hand and pointing like a knife, Ma Su's face turned white and hurried to the stable.

Huang Zhong couldn't believe it and said, "uncle, your majesty doesn't mean to deal with bachelor Xie. Who dares to fight him?"

Fang Xing rubbed his temples and said for a long time, "how long has Bachelor Xie been locked up? Why didn't he mention it early or late, but at this time?"

Fang woke up with some memories. He remembered that Xie Jin seemed to have been buried in the snow by Ji Gang and frozen to death.

"Snow!"

Fang woke up and looked at the sunshine outside. He had some enlightenment in his heart.

Zhu Di was supposed to be in Peiping at this time, but he went directly from Peiping to Jinling because of the prince's inspection of the military status of Pro Wei.

"Go and ask bachelor Xie whether he is in Peiping or Jinling."

Seeing Fang Xing's strange look, Huang Zhong hurried to find Xin Laoqi.

Fang Xing sat in his study and racked his brains thinking about the year Xie Jin died.

But after thinking about it, he didn't get the point after all.

The 13th year of Yongle is coming, and the Chunwei originally planned to be held in Peiping has been changed to Jinling.

This series of changes made Fang Xing feel that he has finally changed a lot.