Chapter 1191 Beating, Shot

Thanks to the book friends: "Papa Liu has a small treasury" for the reward!

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The Fang family's breakfast has always been good. Fang Xing likes to eat noodles in the morning, and Zhang Shuhui likes to drink porridge, so some pickles will be fine.

"Eat one boiled egg, otherwise your body will be blown away by the wind."

Seeing that Zhang Shuhui was only drinking porridge, Fang Xing couldn't help but peel an egg.

Zhang Shuhui took it and divided it into two halves, and gave half to Tudou.

Ping An can't eat with adults yet, his food is mushy.

Xiaobai's voice of eating noodles suddenly became louder, Fang Xing and Zhang Shuhui smiled at each other, and peeled an egg for her.

Xiaobai glanced at Zhang Shuhui secretly, and then ate the egg like a little mouse, feeling a little complacent.

After Fang Xing finished eating the noodles, he drank another bowl of soy milk, got up and said, "Shuhui should go back to her mother's house today and take the potatoes. Xiaobai will watch at home."

Zhang Shuhui nodded without asking further questions.

Only Xiaobai was a little entangled when he heard that he was housekeeper.

"Most of the time there is nothing wrong at home, you just have to look after the safety."

Fang Xing kissed a child and left.

Xiao Bai asked in a low voice: "Madam, the young master seems to have something to do!"

Zhang Shuhui nodded and said: "Well, my husband has something on his mind. Last night, Mr. Xie talked for a long time in the study."

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Fang Xing entered the city and went directly to Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Zhanji had just finished practicing martial arts, walked into the study with vigorous steps, and said with a smile: "Brother Dehua was kicked out of the house, right?"

Fang Xing said, "Who dares to chase me away? I'm here to ask, how do you feel about those two?"

Zhu Zhanji withdrew his smile, sat down and said, "No, they are all respectful, but I think they are looking for my fault."

Fang Xing squinted his eyes and said: "If the persecution is too much, I will take you away!"

Zhu Zhanji's eyes turned red, and he lowered his eyes and said, "It's not that far, my little brother just got too popular."

Fang Xing stared at him and said, "What are you afraid of? You are the grandson of the emperor, the grandson His Majesty expects, if there is any disagreement, please go to Jinling yourself, and I will take Jubaoshanwei to accompany you!"

Zhu Zhanji shook his head: "Grandpa Huang is here, if it breaks out, Grandpa Huang will be furious, and things will be very bad, otherwise you don't know my temper..."

"That's your father, the father guides the son, you know what the hell!"

Fang Xing said angrily: "Your Majesty is here, so your position is safe, understand? You and I should all pray for His Majesty to live a long life, otherwise..."

Zhu Gaochi's palace was deeper than Fang Xing expected, and he beat Zhu Zhanji calmly, but in the face of Fang Xing's cryptic question, he showed the arrogance that a prince should have.

This is a qualified emperor, but he has been keeping a low profile!

Fang Xing received news some time ago that two people had entered Zhan Shi's mansion, and they were acquaintances.

After the investigation, Fang Xing felt a little nervous at the time.

Wen Fang and Fang Xing confronted each other in Jinling, Zhu Gaochi could not have known about it.

But in this case, Zhu Gaochi not only accepted Wen Fang and Zhang Mao, but also admonished him from the left and right.

Left and right Si Jian shoulders the important task of picking up relics and persuading them.

The rank is not high, but unless Zhu Di appoints him personally, he is the prince's confidant.

Zhu Zhanji's voice was a little stiff, "The emperor's grandfather is suffering from illness. The news spread to Beiping, and there are turmoil in all directions. Those who spread rumors are just smart people..."

Zhu Zhanji only dared to say this to Fang Xing, and he could only speak to Fang Xing in the whole of Daming!

Zhu Di's age is not young, and he can be regarded as a long-lived emperor among emperors.

And as Zhu Di grows older, countless people know that the time has come to re-bet.

"If Grandpa Huang finds out, he will definitely start a killing spree, and some positions will be moved, but I can't move, it is disobedience, so this matter can't be said, it's just a housework."

This is a wise young man, and by making this a domestic matter, many troubles can be avoided.

The father is the guide for the son, and the father made mistakes and was abolished, how dare the son sit on it? That's treason, that's ulterior motives, and people all over the world will poke his back.

This is Daming's social background!

If the name is upright, the words are smooth, without this name, then you have only one way to go to rebel.

But rebelling now, that's funny/forceful! And it's insane!

There will be another civil war, Fang Xing is sure that Daming's vitality will not be restored in fifty years.

"Your Majesty's body is a little turbulent, and there will be various speculations from the outside world. To put it bluntly, most of the literati hope that Your Majesty... Zhan Ji, it's just a beating, it's okay, let's wait and see, Your Majesty will God bless!"

Zhu Zhanji looked at the ground and shook his head imperceptibly.

"Believe me!"

Fang Xing went over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "You rest for a few days, and I'll make trouble."

Zhu Zhanji raised his head, stretched his hands in the air, opened his mouth, but only let out a sigh.

Fang woke up out of Taisun's mansion, turned his eyes, and saw two beggars on the street, so he smiled heartily.

"Old Seven!"

"master."

Fang Xing pointed at the two beggars and said, "Go, break their legs!"

The two beggars were huddled together by the wall, but when they saw where Fang Xing was pointing, they couldn't help showing a dazed expression.

Ke Xin's Seventh Brother came striding forward...

"small……"

Xin Laoqi's technique was too rough. He directly pinched the necks of the two beggars and kicked them to break their thighs.

The howling sound spread far away, and the passing people covered their faces and fled.

It's so cruel!

He actually attacked beggars outside the Taisun Mansion!

What about the people in the Taisun Mansion?

"It's all a bunch of trash!"

Fang Xing yelled at the two guards who rushed over: "There are so few people here, which beggar would come here to beg?"

"Where did the long-term comfort make you lose your vigilance? Throw it into the cesspit! Jia Quan is also a good-looking guy, and one day you will be comfortable when someone touches you in and assassinates you, right? Ah?"

Jia Quan had already led his people out. Seeing the two beggars under Lao Qi's feet, his face was livid, and he shouted, "Take it!"

"Take a fart!"

Fang Xing's voice was loud: "Who knows which family's spies it is? If the grandson can't afford it, what are you doing with it? Are you causing trouble for the grandson? Get out!"

Jia Quan was still a little dazed, Fang Xing flew over with one kick, and actually drove these guards into Taisun's residence.

Standing outside the gate and clapping his hands, Fang Xing said: "Everyone keep an eye on the gate, if anyone tries to assassinate, just shoot and kill!"

The word "assassination" resounded through the sky, Fang Xing looked at the crowd watching the excitement, got on his horse, and drove the horse to the side of the two screaming beggars rolling on the ground.

"It's not like pretending to be a beggar, what about you! It's early winter, and your hands are still white and tender. Could it be that you have hand cream? Or did you use snow clam oil!"

The screams of the two beggars became softer. The beggar whose face was painted black but with white hands looked at Fang Xing in horror and retracted his hands.

"Unprofessional!"

Fang Xing smiled and pinched the horse's belly. The big white horse neighed, raised its hooves, and when it fell again, it stepped heavily on the beggar's shoulder.

The news spread throughout the capital after half an hour, and everyone who should know knew it.