Fang Xing never thought he was a divine operator, so he didn't lose much after being rejected by Zhu gaochi.

"Your Majesty wants balance, but the martial arts are too dazzling, so it's so simple. You think too much."

Xie Jin left officialdom for a long time, but his thinking became more clear.

"Without a warrior, who will defend Daming? Who will defend his majesty? Who will defend the royal family?"

Xie Jin said slowly: "the matter of Ma Sheng is just a test by Yang Rong. If they become weak, it doesn't matter. At least they know what your majesty means and find a way to do it next time."

"They won't stop."

Xie Jin said in a manner of earnest instruction: "don't underestimate your majesty. He has been dormant for many years. He has thought of everything he can think of, and he has thought of what you didn't think of. Therefore, be quiet and keep the town quiet."

Huang Zhong also advised, "uncle, don't worry about it. Although the northern expedition was a great victory, the army also hurt its vitality and just repaired it for a while."

Fang woke up and breathed out, nodded and said, "yes! It's time to have a rest because we haven't sorted out the things that need pension."

Xie Jin stroked Xu with a smile and said, "the old man of the academy also asked them to talk less and not give others an opportunity. After your majesty has spent this time, he should make a difference."

Huang Zhong agreed: "after your majesty ascended the throne, decrees were issued frequently, and there was a certain style of innovation and elimination of disadvantages. It can be seen that he was not just trying to keep it."

Fang woke up and went back to the backyard. Seeing potatoes and Ping An sneaking in the back, he smiled.

I didn't want to follow, but once the curiosity of being a father came out, it began to spread uncontrollably.

Fang Xing followed stealthily all the way and watched the two children push open the back garden door with an oil paper bag. He was depressed.

Where can I peek?

Before long, Fang woke up and found a wooden ladder, and then climbed quietly to the top of the wall.

In the garden, the two children came to a small earthen bag. Then the potato opened the oil paper bag, put it in front of the earthen bag and said, "bell, you like to eat bones. It's just stewed by Hua Niang. It's still hot. Eat it quickly."

Ping An leaned over and sent the steaming bones forward. He said in a dull way: "bell, big and small insects are good."

The two children squatted slowly on the ground. For them, lingdang was a member of the family. And Bell's departure let them know what parting is.

Fang Xing quietly went down the wooden ladder, went to find Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai and said it.

"The children used to be too carefree. Ling dang... Ling Dang's departure made them mature."

When Fang woke up and returned home, he was also dejected when he learned the time when Ling Dang went,

Lingdang was not discarded after it went. Zhang Shuhui asked someone to bury it in the garden. The family believed that lingdang would always be there and would always guard fangjiazhuang.

Xiaobai said, "Ping'an doesn't cry much at ordinary times. After lingdang went, I found him hiding in the quilt at least three times."

Zhang Shuhui's eyes were more sad and said, "potatoes cry more. They cry when they eat in those days."

When Fang woke up and saw that the atmosphere was wrong, he said, "it's the law of birth, old age and death. The bell has gone, but there are big insects and small insects. They are passed down from generation to generation. This is life."

"Wow..."

At this time, there was a carefree cry inside. Fang woke up and rushed in. Quickly, Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai didn't respond at all.

"Worry free, baby wake up? Ha ha!"

……

Life and death are always intertwined. People die in Beiping every day, but there are also new people every day.

Cao Laoer felt that he was dying.

As a small official of the Ministry of rites, Cao Laoer's life was neither good nor bad, and he managed to maintain it.

If he follows this trend, he will probably live like this in his life. He has no vigorous and vigorous, no promotion, and has a light life.

But since the day before yesterday, Cao Laoer has run away.

Yes, he disappeared from the Ministry of rites and from Peiping city.

Now he was hiding in an abandoned temple more than 30 miles outside the city.

No one has been here for a long time. It is inaccessible, and there is a thick layer of dust.

Cao Laoer climbed in from behind and didn't dare to leave footprints in front.

His thin face was full of panic. In the stuffy temple, Cao Laoer seemed to be in the wilderness in winter, trembling all over.

The front door had been sealed by him, but there was a gap in the back. He had been listening to what was happening outside.

"I want to escape and go to the north, whether it's Harley or meat fan country, anywhere."

Cao Laoer has been here all day. He touched a piece of marinated meat from his baggage and ate it in a big gulp.

After eating half of it, he put away the marinated meat and dozed behind the Buddha.

I don't know how long it took. Cao Laoer felt cold all over. He opened his eyes, threw himself down, and then looked at the gate from the side of the Buddha.

"Nobody! It's dangerous!"

Having just had a nightmare, he got up in a cold sweat and said to himself, "you can't stay here. Hurry up."

……

"Are you sure he's in there?"

Wang Yan asked, looking at the abandoned temple more than 200 steps ahead.

"Yes, my Lord."

A scout in plain clothes said, "we visited many people and said we saw a thin man coming here. Later, the brothers found their footprints."

"It is said that there were ghosts here, but no one came later. Cao Laoer drank water in the pool over there and left footprints."

Wang Yan said, "where are the people from the East factory?"

"My Lord, the people in the east hall are more than three miles behind us. They are still asking questions in those farmhouses. It is estimated that they will come over soon."

Wang Yan nodded and said, "then do it. Pay attention. Don't let him kill himself."

Several men standing behind him quietly touched it.

……

Cao Laoer opened the back door, looked left and right, and then crept out.

There is a wasteland ahead, with trees scattered in it.

Cao Laoer regretted that he chose to hide here. He walked to the left close to the root of the wall. When he reached the end, he leaned out his head

A big hand suddenly hooked his neck, and then pulled him over.

"Help..."

Two big men blocked his mouth with rags. One of them took a piece of paper, compared it and said, "it's him!"

"Go!"

……

Half an hour later, Wei Qing rushed into the temple with more than ten people.

In the dusty sky, Wei Qing tried to check the situation.

"My Lord, there seems to be no one."

A fan Zi said with a dry cough.

Wei Qing strode over, pointed to the back of the Buddha and said, "there are people and chicken bones. Cao Laoer came."

Another fan Zi came over, picked up the chicken bones on the ground, examined them carefully, and said, "Sir, this bone was eaten today."

Wei Qing opened the back door and glanced outside.

"Sir, there are signs of fighting here!"

Wei Qing went to the side, a fan Zi squatted there, pointed to the ground and said, "Sir, these footprints are very fresh. They should have just stepped out."

"Someone started before us. Who is it?"