Chapter 1790

"Are you disappointed?"

Yuan Xi gloated and said, "I know you've always wanted to deal with the literati in the south, but do you know? The literati in the South have a huge power, which can affect the whole body. If you go to get them, it's a hornet's nest."

"Zhang Mao is seriously injured. The South will boast. You can't use it!"

Fang Xing frowned and said, "if you think too much, Ben Bo just wants to ask. Besides, someone in Xuanfu intercepted Ben Bo. Who did you collude with?"

Yuan Xi said frankly, "it's just a thousand officials. Just using a commander as a reward, he's on the hook. Therefore, the martial arts are not credible. Fang wake up and holding down the martial arts is equal to holding you down. Look at those martial heroes. This time, there is only one Zhang Fu and Ding Guogong in Beijing. It's ridiculous!"

Fang woke up, nodded, approached and said, "you have some ambitions, but it's a traitor. Also, your highness is about to ascend the throne, and any literati Wu Xun will stand in line again. Yuan Xi, do you know you've made a bad start?"

"The vassal King colluded with the forces in the palace to make trouble. You made a bad start!"

With just one punch, Yuan Xi was beaten into shrimp.

He curled up and retched. When he saw Fang wake up, he hissed: "you are the Minister of power, you are the Minister of power, you can't die well! I Yuan Xi curse you!"

Fang woke up and kept walking. Anlun turned back and scolded, "fool! You're waiting to be cut!"

Redu never dared to speak. He didn't want to suffer, so he didn't dare to provoke Fang Xing.

Seeing Yuan Xi's hysteria, he said, "the event was defeated by Fang Xing, so you hate him and I hate him, but it's just a dream after all. Your highness is probably going to pretend to be crazy. You and I are chess pieces that are about to be trampled on, so enjoy the last time. There's not much left."

Yuan Xi suddenly laughed with a sad voice.

"If it weren't for him, it would be great. I wish I could eat his meat! Eat his meat..."

……

Outside the Imperial City, those people are submitting "petitions" and loudly saying good things about the crown prince. There are many people in the world who are impassioned if the crown prince does not ascend the throne.

This is the fifth emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

"He will be a good emperor."

Quan Jin rushed to the capital. The old man looked haggard. He went to cry for the emperor Dahang first, and then came to find Fang Xing.

Fang Xing now lives in the city and gets a vegetarian hot pot to eat.

Quan Jin took a bowl of vegetables and ate it in two or three times. He said with satisfaction, "yes, your highness is heroic and has the style of Emperor Wen. There is no trouble around the Ming Dynasty. The prosperous age is coming!"

Fang Xing vaguely remembers who said this before. He put the noodles into the pot and boiled them. He sniffed and said, "Emperor Wen's posthumous title is not good."

Quan Jin asked casually, "why not?"

"It's not Wen, but civil and military, so it should be called Zu!"

"This..."

Quan Jin is a kind man. He took the second bowl of vegetarian dishes handed over by Fang Xing and said, "Emperor Wen has made extraordinary achievements. He can be called the ancestor, but..."

"Fang Xing!"

Zhu gaoxu strode up, frowned when he saw Quan Jin and said, "do you want to learn from Jin Zhong if you don't go home to have a rest?"

The goods are so straight that they even care!

When Fang woke up and saw that Quan Jin was too angry, he said, "Your Highness, this is about you. Lord Quan, hurry home. Later, I'll ask someone to ask your Highness for instructions and ask an imperial doctor in the palace to show you your body."

Quan Jin got up, stared at Zhu gaoxu and left.

Zhu gaoxu sat carelessly on the low stool he left, rubbed his eyes and said, "I can't cry all the time. I went to the palace just now, but I can't help looking at my brother's Zi palace. It's a shame!"

He let go and looked at the red and swollen eyes.

"Elder brother went without a few days' blessing. Hey! Bring the wine!"

Zhu gaoxu touched his eyes and asked for wine. Quan Jin, who came to the side, was angry and drank: "Your Highness, how long has the emperor Dahang gone? How can the imperial clan drink?"

Zhu gaoxu stared and wanted to do it. Fang woke up and grabbed it quickly, and then said, "drink it. Whether you are sad or not does not lie in whether you drink or not."

Quan Jin scolded Fang Xing and said, "Xing He Bo, this is a fallacy. Wait until I go to the palace and report it to your highness!"

Zhu gaoxu was in a bad mood. He became angry when he heard the speech. If Fang woke up and pulled, Quan Jin would probably be unable to get through today.

Fang Xing persuaded Zhu gaoxu with wine, and then the two drank at the head of the city. The sergeants didn't dare to say when they saw it.

"Big brother is suffering. I have to live on a shelf since I was a child. I can't stand it."

Zhu gaoxu drank quickly and gradually got drunk. He pulled out his long knife and cut the city bricks.

Debris splashed everywhere, Fang Xing covered his eyes with a wine glass.

Zhu gaoxu said angrily, "I don't want to go back to Le'an. I don't want to die there! Fang Xing, do you say Zhan Ji wants to guard against me?"

Fang Xing shook his head: "it's not necessary. He's just afraid of a headache. You're his second uncle. What can he do if he gets drunk and beats people up?"

Zhu gaoxu said dejectedly, "it's all gone. It's just me and the third. The third is a cunning man. I don't like dealing with him. Who else? Zhang Fu. They keep children at home all day, and I'm alone in Le'an..."

"That's a good day."

Fang Xing thinks that kind of day is also good, but he is not friendly to children and can't go far. He can only sit on the well and watch the sky.

Therefore, the vassal kings of the Ming Dynasty were not as good as one generation. The big reason was that the vassal kings were limited to the fiefs and were not allowed to travel far. The sky they saw was only so big.

"It'll go crazy."

Zhu gaoxu said in confusion, "I've been running horses in Le'an all day and practicing my son. What can I do after practice? Fang Xing, what can they do in the future? They can only eat and sleep when they're full and continue to eat when they wake up."

Fang Xing shook his head and was speechless.

"There are only two ways. One is to return to Beijing, don't want any fiefs, and then be a dandy. The second is... Let's see later."

……

"Brother, when will dad come back?"

Fang Xing has been in the city for a long time. Worry free has become familiar with her home again, but there is no father who loves her.

Tudou was drawing a villain for her. Wen Yan said, "you can't come back until you have a new emperor."

Worry free Du said, "who is the new emperor?"

Tudou shook his head, but he remembered Zhu Zhanji, who used to come.

……

Zhu Zhanji was in the Fengtian temple, staring at the chairs in a daze.

The seats represent the ancestors. He saw Zhu Di's from Zhu Yuanzhang's seat, and then down, his father

There will be another chair here in the future, which represents him.

"Your Highness, the memorial tablet will be moved from the back Hall tomorrow."

Yu Jia doesn't know Zhu Zhanji's intention to come here, but he will ascend the throne tomorrow. He has many things to do!

Zhu Zhanji waved and Yu Jia took people out.

This is the family temple of the Zhu family.

Zhu Zhanji walked to the front, stood in front of the chair representing emperor Taizu Gao, and looked at the chair quietly.

The chair is just a chair. Only when the memorial tablet of the rear hall is placed on it, it represents that meaning.

Behind is Zhu Di's chair.

Zhu Zhanji squatted slowly on the ground and whispered, "Grandpa Huang, your grandson will ascend the throne tomorrow and will become the emperor of Daming. Are you happy?"

The chair was silent, and Zhu Zhanji said slowly, "Grandpa Huang, thinking of those ministers, the grandchildren are a little afraid. They are afraid that they can't stop them. If only you were there."

Tears fell from his face. He touched the chair and choked: "Grandpa Huang, my grandson misses you..."

"... my grandson thinks that you were afraid to move under the pressure of those ministers, that you still have the spare strength to march north, that you are invincible in the world... And that you taught me... I still don't forget."

"In fact, my grandson doesn't want to be an emperor at all. He just wants you to be still..."

"In the future, the grandson will be strong, just like you. He won't be nailed to that chair. His father... Is..."

Zhu Zhanji looked at the chair representing Zhu gaochi, "father, don't worry, the child won't be weak..."

A breeze came in and brought the last spring.

Zhu Zhanji got up and went out backwards.

Outside the hall, he turned and looked at the sky and said, "how's Huang Yan?"

Yu Jia said, "the old dog is locked up in the East factory. He eats every day and sleeps whenever he wants. It's carefree."

Zhu Zhanji sneered and said, "from today on, let the imperial doctor take care of him. We should be good."

Yu Jia understood and said, "yes, I'll go to the east hall to deliver a message later."

Zhu Zhanji went out of the Fengxian hall and looked at the Qianqing gate on the right. He was a little dejected.

From tomorrow, he will be officially stationed there.

He was a little uneasy. When he turned around, he was in a trance. He saw Fang awake in front of him, smiled and said, "are you afraid? Do you remember that dream?"

Zhu Zhanji murmured, "I didn't forget that where there is sunshine, there is the territory of Daming..."