Chapter 1785

When Fang Xing arrived at Jinzhong's street, it was white.

Fang woke up and walked to the door of the Jin family. He looked at the humble mourning hall inside, took a deep breath, and then stepped in.

The housekeeper is outside the mourning hall, and Fang Xing is the first person to offer sacrifices to Jin Zhong.

"Uncle..."

The old housekeeper stooped and said, "the master said before he left... Your highness."

"Your Highness must be all right."

Fang Xing said solemnly.

The housekeeper didn't invite him in, but said in embarrassment: "uncle, my young master is still... Still young. The master has gone. You can see that he is left out in front of the door. The old slave has no choice!"

When you are young, you have to worry about relatives' door-to-door raiding and being bullied. In addition, JINDA will have to study and marry... As an official, all of which need the help of his elders.

At this time, Xin Laoqi came in. He came over and said, "master, take Wei Lili."

"How's it going?"

"It's OK. I thought he would resist. Who knew that the black thorn pulled out his knife, he knelt on the ground and cried that Yuan Xi had hurt him, and then the black thorn took him to find Yuan Xi."

Fang woke up and nodded, then went into the mourning hall.

Several women in the mourning hall were frightened when they saw him coming in, so they quickly hung their heads and hid on the side.

JINDA knelt on the side of the coffin and kowtowed when Fang woke up. Tears fell down. The choking voice was uncomfortable.

Fang woke up and walked over. He leaned over and looked at Jin Zhong lying in the coffin. His face was blue and white and thin.

"Here you are..."

Jin Zhong's words in front of Chengtian gate rang in Fang Xing's ear, and his gratifying eyes were still fresh in his eyes.

"I'm here, you... Don't worry, I'll take care of the things behind you, and I'll take care of the things after JINDA. I hope you can rest in peace... Your highness, I have arrangements, and there will be no accident. Everyone will remember you... No one is better than you..."

Fang Xing looked sideways at JINDA, who was still sobbing, and said, "feel at ease. When the old man's affairs are ready, you will go to the Academy. No one dares to bully you in the future. Be good, be good..."

"Thank you, uncle!"

While JINDA was still in a daze, the housekeeper knelt down in ecstasy and thanked him.

But anyone who is old will know one truth: people go cold!

Jin Zhong has gone. Even if the royal family gives a beautiful posthumous title, it is only warm for a period of time. Jin Da is young and no one will help him in the future.

Fang woke up, nodded and said, "there is some confusion in the palace at the moment. Later, the empress will send someone. This is a head. Then those people will come to sacrifice and prepare people."

Fang Xing didn't say to send someone to help, but the housekeeper was very grateful. He knew it was to save face for the Jin family.

If the Jin family handled the funeral well with their own strength, JINDA's reputation would rise to a higher level. In the future, whether it is an official or anything, reputation is a stepping stone and can take a lot of advantages.

"This is for the dead to show to the living!"

Fang Xing stood outside Jin's house, looking at the scattered lights outside and feeling the silence of the capital.

As soon as he rode over and stopped near the horse, the black thorn on the horse's back said, "uncle, we have found the place of Yuan Xi and others."

Fang woke up with a flash in his eyes, got on his horse and said, "go and have a look at those field mice!"

……

There is a folk house not far from the Gongyuan. It is close to the Gongyuan. It is quiet.

In a small courtyard in the middle of this folk house, a lamp swings and shines on Yuan Xi's face. It looks gloomy.

"Failed, but nothing. Your Highness has not been involved. As long as we avoid this disaster, we can make a comeback in the future."

Redu sat opposite him, hung his head and said faintly, "there's something wrong with your plan. I've thought about it. Even if Fang can't wake up, those Wu Xun won't let it go."

Yuan Xi said faintly, "it depends on the prince. If things are done there, what can those Wu Xun do?"

"It's good to kill the prince, but..." Lei Du's eyes brightened and asked, "is king Xiang..."

Yuan Xi shook his head and said, "Huang Yan said that the king of Xiang has a false temperament. If he had the opportunity to sit on the throne, he would not refuse."

"He wants to do something, but he's timid, okay? We're just a little unlucky and happen to meet Fang Xing back to Beijing."

People are like this. The first thing after failure is to find an excuse for themselves, an excuse for non war crimes.

The door was suddenly pushed open. Yuan held it in and said, "there is no movement in the city. Most of the green skins have been caught."

Yuan Xi didn't care. He frowned and said, "close the door and... Once there's a movement, hide down immediately."

Yuan closed the door with his backhand. At this time, leidu got up, listened to the movement outside and murmured, "what sound?"

Yuan Xi immediately got up and prepared to run inside. Just one step away, the door was like being hit by a boulder

"Bang!"

The door was kicked from the outside and bounced back after hitting the wall, but it was supported by one hand.

"The door is well done, but do you know where it was made?"

Holding the door was Xin Laoqi. Fang Xing slowly came in, glanced at the three people in the room, nodded slightly and said, "yes, Zhu Jiyu's three field mice are here. Who is Yuan Xi?"

Yuan Xi wanted to run, but he knew that Fang Xing's presence here meant that the courtyard had been surrounded.

"I, Yuan Xi, dare to ask Xinghe Bo, where are those evil spirits? Are they your private soldiers?"

Yuan Xi turned back and sat down and asked with a smile.

Sitting opposite him, leidu has a white complexion and his body is too soft to get up. If he has no hands to support on the table, Yuan Xi believes he will lie on the ground and beg for mercy.

"That's the sharp blade left by Emperor Wen. It's specially used to kill you and other rebels..."

Fang Xing walked over. When passing Yuan Zhi, he grabbed Yuan Zhi's collar and pulled back. Xin Laoqi punched Yuan Zhi on the back and knelt on the ground.

Yuan Xi smiled, looked at Fang Xing and came to him. He said, "just become a king and defeat an enemy. I'll..."

Fang Xing waved his fist, then turned around and said, "take them all back."

Yuan Xi fell on the ground behind him. With his nose as the center, he could hardly see the original appearance, especially in his rapidly swollen mouth, which reminded people of sausage.

Out of the door, the black thorn man is already waiting.

"Uncle, the palace ordered Marquis Yang Wu to leave the city immediately and go straight to Taiyuan."

Fang woke up and nodded, then took people directly back to the palace.

……

The palace was brightly lit. When Fang woke up, he saw many powerful eunuchs patrolling everywhere.

Not far away, a string of lanterns opposite came over and looked closer. It turned out to be those important officials.

"Xinghebo."

These people all looked haggard. Jian Yi, the leader, arched his hands and said, "the empress has gone back. The king Xiang will support her temporarily behind your majesty."

Fang woke up, walked slowly and said, "after all, the king of Xiang is a little uncomfortable. It's much better to use the king of Xinxiang."

Zhu Zhanyong got out of trouble by himself. He despised his Luo Quan and guarded him alone. However, after he got out of trouble, he punched him on the temple and fainted. So far, he has not woken up.

Then he hid behind the door of his study. When Qi Laoliu came back, he cut off half of Qi Laoliu's face with the knife technique he had practiced in his bedroom in the Academy.

If you only come here, you can praise Zhu Zhanyong's decision at most. But after he left the study, he dared to shout at more than a dozen servants with sticks. Finally, he plotted against these people and took them to kill the rebels.

It's a pity that they were intercepted by the people of the five cities army and horses department and then captured in the palace.

Yang Rong took a few steps forward and whispered, "the princess is very sad. She can't get up on her knees in front of her Majesty's Zi palace. Hey! It's really..."

"Are you trying to avoid future trouble?"

Fang Xing also whispered, "the king of Xiang has such a reputation and takes the credit for supporting his Majesty's future affairs. After the crown prince ascends the throne, it will be suspicion. Just, as a prince, this is his life!"

Yang Rong said undisguised, "if he didn't look like the virtuous king in the past, who would take him out as a reason for rebellion? So you say it's life. I think it's appropriate. There shouldn't be a virtuous king under the crown prince!"

"There's no need for such means, but it's up to you. Your mother has no opinion."

For Zhu Zhanyi, the prince who likes a warm smile, Fang Xing can't accept it. He appreciates Zhu Zhanyong more.

Yang Rong sighed wearily and said, "what can your mother do?"

The queen was very helpless. She indirectly told Zhu Zhanji through this move: you are all brothers. Don't die.

Xiangwang must have been scared into quails?

Fang Xing thought about Zhu Zhanyi's current state somewhat unkindly, but he didn't notice Yang Rong looking at him on the side.

"Xing He Bo, is your highness sure? You know the king of Jin is a man who is not shallow in the city. If your highness... Xing He Bo, you won't have time to regret at that time."

"Yes, Xinghe Bo, your highness is mostly on the way at the same time this time. There must be few people around. If those rebels intercept... Ming Dynasty is in danger!"

"The empress just mentioned it, saying that she wanted you and uncle Xinghe to meet your highness."

Fang woke up, nodded and said, "then let someone tell the empress that I'm going now. But who will guard in the city? The Shenji camp is thin. Why don't you bring out the rosefinch guard. As for the palace, let Liang Zhong organize people and control them for the time being. It's not too late to screen them slowly after your highness returns to Beijing. After all, it should be good to wait in despair."

Yang Rong thought this arrangement was also good, so he asked everyone's opinions.

When Zhu Zhanji was gone, the queen could only be the chief executive and become a puppet. It was the people in front of her that made up her mind.

"It's OK. Song Jianran is cautious. There's nothing wrong with the rosefinch guard, and there's the Xuanwu guard staring at it. It's OK."

"Shenji camp has Anyuan waiting to see. It's a tripartite confrontation. Good!"

“……”

This group of people are discussing, analyzing people's hearts and the current situation from time to time, and forgetting Fang Xing.

Good at internal pulling, but lack in the big pattern.

This is the appearance of these important officials in the Ming Dynasty.