Chapter 2482

It's not lunch time yet. There are no guests in Shenxian Curie.

"Won't the man order yet?"

Yaodi asked impatiently.

The man who just came down from upstairs shook his head and said, "no! He said he was waiting for someone. But this man looks a little bureaucratic."

The younger brother disdained: "official, the least valuable thing in the capital is official!"

The man was also angry and said, "if he hadn't ordered a pot of good tea, who would be impatient for such people to come to dinner."

"Watch it."

Yaodi went to the back while it was not business hours and was ready to see Huanhuan.

Huanhuan has begun to enlighten. The teacher was found by Fang Xing, an old man, but not pedantic.

No sooner had she entered the back than a man came in.

"Master!"

The man shouted and asked his brother to turn around again. Seeing that Fang woke up, he said, "master, the young master is reading and the young lady is cooking for the young master."

She can't be distinguished from outsiders, but Fang Xing is not ready to correct her.

Fang woke up, nodded and asked, "but someone is waiting?"

Yaodi suddenly realized and said, "someone upstairs has already arrived and hasn't ordered."

"Don't worry."

Fang Xing went up the second floor alone.

The younger brother said, "the master can't do it alone. Go up and watch. If you start, shout, and I'll go up and kill him."

He asked his brother to bend down slightly. When his right hand came up again, he had already held a kitchen knife.

The man just answered, and another man came in.

"Seven brothers."

Xin Laoqi came in and said, "I'll wash my hands first."

If we say who the servants in the capital admire most, it is Xin Laoqi.

He made great achievements in the war, but refused when the emperor personally solicited.

Such talents are the ultimate goal of our generation!

The man excitedly took Xin Laoqi to wash his hands in the back and asked his brother to put back the kitchen knife regretfully.

Upstairs, Fang Xing had entered the private room.

In the private room, opposite the door, sat a man.

The man was stroking his beard and meditating. When the door opened, he subconsciously got up.

"I've seen xinghebo."

Fang Xing went straight to the main seat and sat down. Then he asked directly, "who is the man behind you?"

The man smiled and said, "Xinghe bo..."

"Who is it?"

Fang Xing looked impatient and said, "Benbo can only stay in the capital for two days, so don't test Benbo's patience."

The man's smile stiffened on his face and said, "Xing Hebo, do you know that you are already in the abyss?"

Fang Xing frowned and said, "don't tell Ben if you want to make a fuss. Tell him. Which Royal Highness asked you to send a message."

The man felt that his moves were useless in front of Fang Xing. He calmed down and said, "xinghebo, there are many complaints from local vassal kings. My highness is worried about this, of which the king of Shu is the most..."

"The king of Shu is not in good health. Can you change a vassal?"

Fang Xing leaned back in his chair, relaxed and with a little disdain.

The man said in amazement: "Chaozhong actually..."

"Did you get the news so early?"

Fang Xing said, "is that your man in the morning?"

The man was so excited that he hurried away and said, "absolutely not. If so, I would never dare to see uncle here."

His body was slightly forward, his ass had left the chair, and he looked a little frightened.

It was only a moment since Fang woke up. He was only a few words from complacency to panic.

After that, the man sat back, wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "I knew it was difficult this time before I came out, but my highness has no different intention, just want to stay in the fief."

"Fief..."

Fang Xing's tone was a little erratic.

The man smiled bitterly and said, "isn't it that the Central Plains is no longer enfeoffed? Can we not enfeoffe the land?"

Fang Xing smiled for the first time and said, "of course."

The man breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "can you give more money and food?"

Fang woke up and nodded. Zhu Zhanji's idea of the vassal king was very mature, and he could promise many things on his behalf.

The man raised his head hard, looked at Fang Xing and asked, "uncle, from beginning to end!"

Fang wakes up to know that this is the condition set by the fan king. As long as he agrees, the positive model is in front of him.

He shook his head slightly, "decreasing."

The man said in despair, "do the descendants of emperor Gao, Emperor Wen and Emperor Ren have to live overseas?"

Fang Xing narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "what is the way of heaven? I don't know, but what is humanity?"

The man said, "uncle, this is a desperate road!"

Fang Xing said coldly, "this road shouldn't last long, but you expect it to be wider and wider. But have you ever thought that the wider the road is, the narrower the road on the side. Hundreds of millions of people are crowded on that road. The gentry squeeze, you squeeze, Xun Qi squeeze. Is that road enough for more and more people?"

The man blurted out: "Your Highness said before coming that uncle is the first important minister around your majesty. Let me ask, why are you aggressive?"

Fang Xing said helplessly, "the way is different. Your master's way is to continue wealth, but your Majesty's way is to open the world of peace. Different ways naturally do not conspire."

He got up and prepared to go out. The man got up flustered and said, "uncle, is there no room for accommodation?"

Fang woke up and said, "the Ze of a gentleman is cut for five generations."

The man sat in a chair in despair and watched Fang wake up. He couldn't help shouting, "the lesson of the past is still there!"

Fang woke up without looking back and said, "there will be no second Jingnan battle. Trust me, tell your master that children have their own children's blessings. If you want to arrange their children and grandchildren, it will be a disaster."

When the butcher's knife comes, no amount of wealth and descendants are just the root of disaster.

Fang Xing feels that many things have traces to follow. Most people are ordinary people for many generations. Occasionally, there are opportunities for wealth and annihilation for several generations.

However, the longer the days of wealth, the worse the situation of decline in the future.

"This is life!"

Fang woke up and went downstairs. Huanhuan was already waiting. After a warm cheer, he rushed over.

"Dad!"

Fang woke up with a smile, picked up more and more heavy Huanhuan, and whispered whether he had skipped class.

"No!"

Huanhuan shook her head like a rattle, and then saw the man at the stairs on the second floor.

"Dad, look at the fool!"

Instead of looking back, Fang Xing put him down and led him into the backyard.

The man went down the stairs slowly and was ready to go out.

"Guest, tea money!"

The man arched his hand on the side with a smile.

The man touched a treasure note and came out. When he loosened his hand, the treasure note fell, and the man continued to walk out.

……

According to the procedure, the prince left the temple to thank the emperor, and then went to Kunning palace to thank the queen.

The gate of the temple has been closed.

Near noon, Zhu Zhanji just took song Chengli to the outside of the temple.

"Open the door!"

Zhu Zhanji walked slowly up the steps and the gate opened slowly.

He stepped into the hall, and song Chengli squatted outside, took out the oil paper bag from his arms, and slowly ate snacks.

Later, Zhu Zhanji came out, and there was more condensation between his eyebrows.

"Your Majesty, eat."

Song Chengcheng felt that it was not enough to eat snacks by himself, and the snacks were given by the emperor, so he handed them with oil paper bags in both hands.

Several eunuchs waiting on the side held back their smiles, and then their smiles solidified.

Zhu Zhanji reached over and took a piece of rice cake from the spread oil paper.

Rice cakes are small, and royal snacks are small. Worry free has complained many times that the palace is so stingy that it is not as big as its own snacks.

The emperor looked at the dim sum and said, "it's really small", and then he threw the dim sum into his mouth.

Song asked honestly, "Your Majesty, is the rice cake delicious?"

The emperor chewed carefully, nodded and said, "well, it's delicious."

The two slowly went down the steps. Song honestly muttered that his taste was very delicious. If he said it was good to eat, it must be delicious.

The emperor listened quietly and suddenly said, "make the dessert bigger in the future."

So since then, the snacks in the palace have become much larger and have maintained this habit.