Chapter 2353

Wang Yuan didn't see any traces of torture on his body, but he was as afraid of the tortured man as a tiger.

He was panting like an amnesty. When Fang woke up, he wanted to drink angrily, but the man looked at him.

At a glance, Wang Yuan gave up his plan to drink and scold.

"Go ahead."

Fang Xing nodded to the tortured man, expressed his appreciation, and then began to ask questions.

There are more documents on the side.

As a document of the East Hall, even standing in a pool of blood, you must have the ability to continue working without changing your face, otherwise it will be dereliction of duty.

After Wang Yuan's intermittent explanation, the man woke up and nodded apologetically, and then tortured again.

In the scream, the instrument began to check the names one by one, turning over and over and asking. If there was something wrong, the scream would immediately raise several keys.

Half an hour later, the roster was finally checked out.

"Please help Benbo copy one."

The clerk looked at Chen Shi, and Chen Shi nodded.

Later Fang woke up and left with the roster. Chen Shi went to see Anlun.

Ann Lun looked at the roster, frowning and disdaining.

"They are all members of the party for personal gain. With this roster, they don't want to be reused in the future."

Chen Shi didn't care about this. He asked tentatively, "father-in-law, what's that party doing with the roster?"

Alan shook his head and said, "this is not something we should get involved in. Be careful to get into trouble."

Chen Shi feels that Anlun is a little too kind today. There are some shadows of Sun Xiang in those days.

No one wants to be an official. He has a bad temper and likes to punish his subordinates, so this is good news.

Anlun suddenly waved his hand and Chen Shi bowed away. When he went out, he saw a fan Zi who had disappeared for a long time outside the door.

After he left, Fanzi came in and told him, "father-in-law, Yan Chunhui is very low-key and modest in Fuzhou. Everyone says he is good."

Allan rubbed the already cold tea cup and asked, "is the guard tight?"

Fanzi felt that an Lun didn't wake up: what kind of official is Yan Chunhui? Dare you say it's heavily guarded?

And what is he afraid of?

"Father in law, Yan Chunhui and his colleagues go up and down the Yamen. Sometimes they go outside to have fun."

After saying that, an Lun didn't respond. Fan Zi was physically and mentally tired from Fuzhou all the way back to the capital. After standing for a while, he looked up carefully.

Ann Lun looked at the teacup in her hand. In her eyes, she didn't know whether it was melancholy or sadness.

……

There was more atmosphere of the new year in the capital, and all stores without exception sent clerks to solicit customers outside the door.

Fang woke up and felt the atmosphere. At the same time, he was looking at a wide range of goods and wondering whether his family liked it.

He saw the dried bamboo shoots in the South and all kinds of sugars made of cross toe sucrose in the south, with different shapes. Those animal sugars were the most popular. Several adults smiled and watched their children choose there.

Fang woke up and went over to have a look, even smelling the candy.

The shopkeeper praised: "the guest is an expert at first sight! The sucrose tastes strong. As long as he knows the art, he doesn't need to look carefully. Sniff it to know whether it's true or false. Now some people use those miscellaneous sugars to pretend to be sucrose. It's black heart!"

The children looked at Fang Xing curiously, and then looked at their parents with trusted eyes.

Then embarrassment.

Although everyone's life is much better now, no one would come to buy some expensive sucrose if it were not for the Spring Festival. Their parents haven't even made up their mind whether to buy some back.

Fang Xing smiled and said, "there will be more and more and cheaper in the future."

Then he chose some animal candy and left.

"Will it be cheaper?"

Several parents are asking the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper specializes in sucrose and knows the details very well, but he doesn't know the general situation as well as Fang Xing.

"Yes, sugarcane has been planted in the West. In the future, it will be made into sucrose and sent back by boat. It will be cheap."

"Western! Now I hear it's very obedient."

"Yes, the Daming navy has just defeated the Taixi coalition army. There is no opponent on the sea. Who dares not obey!"

"Yes! The Great Wall has also stopped, and the sea has been stable. The past dynasties are not as powerful as Daming."

"In the past, those people used to call Daming mighty, but we just listened to it. A few days ago, I passed by the military camp and heard Daming mighty when I practiced inside. Somehow, I felt hot, so I wanted to go inside and practice with those sergeants, and then went to the battlefield to shout this sentence."

When the shopkeeper saw that several customers were proud, he joked: "I also went out of the sea. I went to xiaoryukyu to see the sugarcane field. That time I happened to meet a fleet going to the West. My God! The ship covered the whole sea with ships and sails in my eyes. I couldn't see anything else. At that time, I thought it was really good to be born in Daming."

"Yes! We will be Daming people in the next life!"

……

Fang Xing was called into the palace with sugar.

Zhu Zhanji's beard grew longer and longer, and Fang woke up and saw some violation.

"Why do you look at me like this?"

Zhu Zhanji has finished his political affairs and is tasting tea.

Although the emperor's position can make Fang wake up and flinch, it can be envied in the enjoyment of some rare resources.

Fang woke up and drank a mouthful of tea. He didn't feel any astringency and full of faint fragrance.

He was wondering whether he could get half a kilo of this tea to go home and drink, so he casually said, "in my impression, you have always been black and don't need to. It's so long at once, and you always feel something wrong."

This is something wrong brought about by the change of status. They know it well.

Fang Xing was used to being the grandson of the young man who mixed up in fangjiazhuang, even the unhappy Prince later.

Just became the emperor. The estrangement brought about by the change of identity reminds people of their fate that year, and they can't help feeling disappointed.

Zhu Zhanji said with a smile, "it's always dignified not to have a beard. I wanted to repair it, but Duanduan didn't hold my beard firmly last time, so I fell. I'll just have a beard."

Is there the pressure of state affairs and officials in this almost childish decision?

Fang Xing didn't speak, thinking about the young man's experience of gradually stepping onto the supreme throne.

It's not easy!

How much pressure can a country be put on a person's shoulder?

Fang Xing thinks he can't bear it. What about Zhu Zhanji?

Zhu Zhanji said with a smile, "Huang Huai has been in a memorial, saying that he is almost ready to rest. He refuses to waste his time at home and is ready to come back. I wonder! Does this person have an afterlife after he goes? If not, is it cost-effective to be busy in this life? If those people think so, where does their spirit of working hard and never resting when they grow old come from?"

This topic is rather casual, but it was put forward by Zhu Zhanji. Fang Xing had to think about it.

Where did he get this feeling?

Fang Xing thought it was after seeing the files of those rebellions in the south.

Even if the land was taken back, the rebellious gentry could still live very well.

So what are they doing for?

"Some people say that the rebels are greedy. I don't think they are all."

Zhu Zhanji said with some disappointment, "people's ignorance in this life has gradually grown up. They feel that they can poke a hole in heaven. How happy it is to point out rivers and mountains and express their feelings."

The emperor is tired!

He needs a rest!

Fang Xing was about to make a speech, but Zhu Zhanji continued: "gradually people begin to grow old. When they have children and grandchildren, brother Dehua is at a loss to see them born and grow up as they were in those years. He feels that sooner or later he will be like those old people with markings on his face. When he thinks about it, he feels that there is no nostalgia in the world."

Fang Xing felt that he had heard the emotion of an emperor who wanted to become a monk.

He knew that Zhu Zhanji had many things and anger that he couldn't tell others. He had to hold it by himself.

So he felt he should do something.

"You are tired."

Fang Xing asserted, "people are easy to get depressed when they are tired. They feel frustrated and look gloomy."

"You have withstood the pressure. Throughout history, you are a stronger emperor."

Zhu Zhanji suddenly smiled and said, "sure enough, you still know me. Under pressure, I really feel tired."