Chapter 1190 Rejection of Taking the Blame

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When Zhu Zhanji left the palace, he happened to meet Zhu Gaosui entering the palace. After the two met outside, Zhu Zhanji cupped his hands and exchanged greetings, and Zhu Gaosui also asked about his body with a smile. For a while, the uncle and nephew had a harmonious atmosphere.

Zhu Zhanji watched Zhu Gaosui go in, then got on his horse and left thoughtfully.

As the end of the year approached, the common people had more money to live on, so they dragged their children out to buy some supplies.

On the bustling street, Zhu Zhanji walked ahead alone, feeling the joy.

Potatoes were first spread and planted in Beiping and Jinling areas, so it is no longer a luxury for the people to have enough food. At least Zhu Zhanji saw that the faces of these people were more rosy.

"Father, we still have to buy a lot of things. My younger sister is married to Ju Ren. It's easy for my brother-in-law to pass the Jinshi exam. We can't embarrass my younger sister."

"Well, my father knows that the prince has a big head, so our family can be more decent, let's go in and have a look."

Xie Chen and his son Xie Miao entered a bookstore. The future son-in-law is Ju Ren, so he had to find some good books to marry him.

Zhu Zhanji was watching from not far away, and Jia Quan approached and said, "His Royal Highness, since Xie Chen broke his leg, he has been valued by King Zhao. He is planning to marry his daughter recently. Shouldn't be a problem."

Zhu Zhanji said lightly: "This is the ascent of chickens and dogs, I just hope you don't regret it."

Jia Quan was stunned. He felt that Zhu Zhanji became more angry after leaving the palace, which was inexplicable.

After turning around, Zhu Zhanji returned to the mansion.

"Boom!"

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Soon, rumors spread about Taisun losing his temper because a cup of tea was too hot.

Fang Xing only found out in the afternoon, he just hummed, and then wandered into the palace again.

"Why did you enter the palace again?"

Zhu Gaochi felt a headache when he saw Fang Xing,

He even lost his appetite for the bowl of freshly baked cheese in front of him.

Fang Xing said solemnly: "Your Highness, I heard someone speak ill of me behind my back."

Zhu Gaochi was taken aback, his eyes suddenly sharpened, "Who do you think?"

Fang Xing cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, when I and my grandson were guarding the banknotes and exchanging them for silver in Jinling, some people made small moves behind their backs, and I was admonished by the minister, probably out of spite."

Zhu Gaochi said expressionlessly: "What do you want to say?"

Fang Xing said: "I have a quick temper, so it's inevitable that I'll be a little anxious when doing things, and I don't know how to offend people. But there is no doubt about my enthusiasm for Daming. Your Highness is gracious, and I will forgive my recklessness. From then on, I will gradually change my behavior." .”

Zhu Gaochi leaned back, looked at Fang Xing coldly and said, "I know, you should step back."

Fang Xing bowed and said, "Yes, Your Highness!"

Watching Fang Xing turn and leave, Zhu Gaochi's eyes were complicated.

"Your Highness, I just found a general examination of Ma Duan's literature. After two days of research, I and Yinzhen confirmed that it is the authentic work of Ma Duan."

Just when Zhu Gaochi was deep in thought, a hearty voice came, and he also showed a rare smile and said: "Is it Yancheng, come in."

Long robes with wide sleeves, even in early winter, are still unlined.

Wen Fang walked in casually like this, and offered the book in his hand after saluting.

Zhu Gaochi took the book, flipped through it slowly, nodded and said: "It was written by Ma Duan, but unfortunately there is only one volume."

Wen Fang waved his sleeves and said: "His Royal Highness, Ma Duan's set of books is complicated and difficult to collect. I finally received three volumes in the south, and I will send them over when I go to the letter's home."

Zhu Gaochi nodded, and said approvingly: "This book is of great benefit to my palace, I sincerely thank you for your hard work."

Wen Fang knelt down and said: "His Royal Highness is as graceful as a dragon and a phoenix, with an open mind like a valley. I only hate that I have learned so little that I am not enough to assist Your Highness."

Zhu Gaochi smiled and said: "Forget it, after all, Confucian classics have to be mastered in the court, and there is no rush. You and Yinzhen will take it slowly."

These words were like a promise, Wen Fang stood up and said, "Your order?"

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Fang Xing left the palace with a smile on his face, and there was nothing unusual when he returned home, he still had a good appetite.

After dinner, Fang Xing went to the study, and there was a letter on the table.

"Master, it was sent by Xue Huamin, saying that he should not worry about it, it's still early."

Fang Xing nodded, and Fang Wu went out to inspect.

Opening the letter, the handwriting was not Zhang Fu's. Fang Xing shook his head and smiled.

——Wen Fang and Zhang Mao are currently working as admonishers in Zhan Shifu's left and right sides. The prince often talks with them about Confucianism.

Fang Xing clumsily lit the letter paper, and then slowly put it in the basin.

"hiss……"

At the end of the burning, Fang Xing was a little dazed, let go a bit late, and was licked by the flames.

Rubbing his fingers, Fang Xing closed his eyes and thought quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Xing suddenly felt something was wrong, his body trembled, and he opened his eyes.

"Are you in trouble?"

Xie Jin sat opposite, reading with relish with a book in his hand.

Fang Xing rubbed his face and said, "It's not that much, it's just a little disgusting and worried."

Xie Jin put down the book, frowned and said, "Dehua, you used to be optimistic and full of vitality, but look at yourself now, like a bureaucrat with hard work, stuck in it and unable to extricate yourself, why bother?"

Fang Xing picked up the cold tea on the table, drank it in one gulp, and then said calmly, "Everyone suffers. If I had been living in Fangjiazhuang and not involved in world affairs, I would be at ease, but now Da Ming is full of traces of me. If I retreat, I will seek my own death, and those literati and officials will fight back crazily, endlessly!"

"If I don't know the grandson, then I can naturally watch it with cold eyes. But..."

Xie Jin's eyes froze, and he asked, "But it's about the grandson? Who is it?"

Fang Xing smiled bitterly and pointed to Dongfang, Xie Jin closed his eyes, and let out a light breath...

"Why? Is it related to His Majesty's body?"

Xie Jin's waist suddenly collapsed, and he looked a little tired.

Fang Xing said: "I don't know, someone is secretly bewitching, but for those with a firm mind, bewitching doesn't work, so I'm a little depressed."

Xie Jin sighed and said, "You entered the palace this afternoon for this purpose? Did you fall out?"

"No, but I would have taken it upon myself, but he would not."

Xie Jin patted the table lightly, and said helplessly: "The son is strong and the father is weak, this is the way to bring disaster! Your Majesty was eager after all."

Fang Xing got up and stretched his waist, sighed: "Bei Zheng has been resting since he came back, his thighs are all overgrown, Mr. Xie, how about we go fishing at the beach someday? Braised in soy sauce, steamed, barbecued, hot pot... tsk! Just thinking about it Drooling."

Xie Jin smiled and said, "What's the matter? Let's take all the people from the academy there. I heard that there will be strong winds by the sea, and people can be blown up to the sky. The old man has long wanted to see it."

Fang Xing said happily: "That's a typhoon, which happens every year by the seaside. The wind can blow the wooden houses away, break the big trees, and flood the sea water. Mr. Xie, that power is nothing compared to it. It overwhelms mountains and seas!"

Xie Jin also said with a smile: "That's good, when the time comes, let's build some stone houses, open the door secretly to have a look, and then find a student who is good at painting..."

The lights in the study were always on, and hearty laughter came from time to time.