Chapter 1325 This Bureau

"You are dying!"

The cold wind seemed to encounter resistance in Qingshou Temple, Fang Xing felt a little hot. He looked at Ming Xin fixedly, a stern look flashed in his eyes.

Ming Xin took a step back while Fang Xing crossed the bridge calmly.

"The poor monk has something to do, Xing and Bo don't need to worry."

"But your head can't bear that much influence."

Fang Xing glanced at Ming Xin's neck, and said coldly, "Benbo wants to chop off your head right now, what do you think?"

Ming Xin was horrified, and saw Fang Xing holding the handle of the knife from the side.

Raising his eyes, Fang Xing's eyes were full of murderous intent.

Zhu Zhanji is Fang Xing's bottom line, pinning his hopes for Daming's future.

If someone dares to shake Zhu Zhanji's position, Fang Xing...

Fang Xing launched a murderous plan, Mingxin's image of an eminent monk collapsed in an instant, and said with a wry smile: "Xing Hebo, things are not what you think."

"Whose handwriting?"

Fang Xing asked casually, but Xin Lao Qi behind him was staring at Ming Xin. Once he thought that Ming Xin would pose a threat to Fang Xing, there would be another corpse in Qingshou Temple the next moment.

Ming Xin felt the murderous intent, so he said embarrassingly: "You don't need to ask that person, you just need to know, it's just to create momentum."

Fang Xing raised his head and said dejectedly: "I probably guessed something, but isn't this a big deal? There are some contradictions in the first place, so what's the point of making this again? Are you going to turn your face right away?"

Mingxin said helplessly: "The poor monk has encountered countless dangers along the way! Do you think the poor monk is willing to come to Peiping? Not to mention the coldness, and this kind of thing is even on the table. If he can go to sea, the poor monk also wants to go overseas to promote the Dharma. .”

"In other words, this matter was settled about a year ago?"

Fang Xing asked, Ming Xin nodded.

A chill rose from Fang Xing's tailbone: such a layout and planning, such a calm city.

Who dares to say that Zhu Di is just a bad-tempered emperor?

Fang Xing only felt that Zhu Di was probably watching his little actions in the past, but he was watching coldly.

Such an emperor, such a city, such methods...

The ability to observe words and emotions with a clear heart is probably at its peak. Seeing Fang Xing's expression, he smiled and said, "You know the distress of the poor monk now, don't you? Now that you know this matter, then cooperate with one or two, otherwise you will know Yes, His Majesty will let you stay in Fangjiazhuang for the rest of your life."

Fang Xing smiled, stared into Ming Xin's eyes and said, "You have ignored the relationship between me and my grandson. His Majesty must have wanted me to know about this, otherwise I wouldn't dare to say it even if I gave you ten guts."

Ming Xin said dejectedly, "How did you become smarter?"

Fang Xing couldn't bear to hit him, and when he saw how pitiful he was, he sighed: "Your Majesty won't trust you to do this alone, after I know, at least I can check for omissions, and if necessary..."

"Kill me to silence you?"

Mingxin was a little flustered, and forgot to call himself a poor monk.

Fang Xing pouted,

Shaking his head slightly, he said, "Of course, but you're doing pretty well so far... Actually, even if you mess up, it's not my turn to take action. There are definitely many skilled guys in Qingshou Temple staring at you. Once you find out If you do something wrong or there is an order from above, you can go to the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss in a moment."

The compassion and peace in Ming Xin's eyes disappeared, he lowered his head, then tried his best to raise his eyes, and turned around while maintaining this weird posture.

"Don't look, if you can easily find out, then they can die. Besides, you must not try to confuse them with your trick, it will only kill you earlier."

Seeing Ming Xin's good mood, Fang Xing took a few steps back and said, "I won't ask what's the next step, and don't tell me, I don't want to be unlucky, so take care."

Ming was in a hurry, and said: "But the poor monk must go to the toilet, right?"

Fang Xing was stunned: "They won't allow you to lax?"

Ming Xin said embarrassingly: "You are not allowed to go to the toilet, only the toilet is allowed."

This monitoring is very strict, but Fang Xing thinks it is still within the normal range.

"Is the toilet bad? If you squat too much, be careful and become a person with hemorrhoids."

Ming Xin said with a depressed face: "The poor monk is not used to using the toilet."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Fang Xing laughed and laughed all the way to Taisun's Mansion.

Zhu Zhanji was depressed, and when he saw Fang Xingxiao proudly, he said helplessly: "Brother Dehua, if I say that the child will have great fortune in the future, you will definitely say it is absurd, so stop laughing. My little brother is having a headache right now."

Fang Xing rubbed his sore stomach, sat down and said, "This matter is thunder from the sky, and you are the introduction, so it has nothing to do with you, so you can rest assured."

After Zhu Gaosui's incident broke out, Zhu Zhanji has been a little sensitive recently, and his heart sank when he heard it.

"yes……"

"Don't ask, don't tell, this is not something you can get involved in, just do what you should do, don't stand out."

Fang Xing took a sip of tea, his brows furrowed - although he didn't know how to taste tea, he still felt the benefits, it was much better than his own tea.

"This tea is good!"

Zhu Zhanji was still in deep thought, Fang Xing coughed dryly, and said in a more emphatic tone, "This tea is pretty good!"

"ah?"

Zhu Zhanji raised his head, and then greeted: "Divide half of the tea leaves given by Grandpa Huang, wrap them up and bring them here."

"How bad it is! Just one point, I'll take it back and try it."

Fang Xing said seriously, making Zhu Zhanji laugh.

"I have a lot of good tea here. I just opened the tea today. I want to try it."

After Zhu Zhanji finished speaking, he fell into a state of contemplation again.

Fang Xing sighed: "Don't think about it, the more you think about it, the more troubles you will have, and you can't interfere, so hurry up!"

Zhu Zhanji nodded, and said with a wry smile: "I can't help but think about it. Since the second uncle settled down, the third uncle has gone into battle shirtless, and then we made him look ashamed, and he can't use it anymore. The emperor used this child... I am a little disappointed .”

Zhu Zhanji only dared to reveal his heart in front of Fang Xing. This was the first time he expressed dissatisfaction with Zhu Di's actions. Before that, Zhu Di was not only his grandfather, but also the object of his worship.

Fang Xing turned his face slightly, avoiding Zhu Zhanji's gaze, and said, "You think too much, that child is what His Majesty has been waiting for for a long time, and he just wants to secure your seat."

Zhu Zhanji said blankly: "I don't know. When I was young, Grandpa Huang treated me very well. He taught me martial arts and literature. When I grew up, he often took me out to investigate people's sentiments. This is to make me a wise king in the future. But it's kind of...unintelligible."

From the perspective of the ages, it is rare to see such a good emperor as his grandson sincerely, and it is not a favor, but a combination of leniency and strictness.

Fang Xing's eyes were dim, and his words were leisurely: "Don't worry, His Majesty's love for you will not change. Because of father and son, His Majesty is also staring at that child. You are worrying for nothing!"

"hope so!"

Seeing Zhu Zhanji's decadent appearance, Fang Xing wanted to beat Mingxin up. Earlier, he asked Zhu Di how to eliminate the influence of that child, but the monk kept silent, obviously afraid of being killed.

"My third uncle didn't participate in the conspiracy, so he didn't know about it. Well, I'm sure he didn't know about it."

Suddenly the corner of Zhu Zhanji's mouth curled up slightly, with some sarcasm.

Fang Xing nodded and said: "I know, the so-called treason this time is like a joke, if King Zhao is the mastermind, then His Majesty probably won't let him appear again, because he will feel ashamed!"

The two looked at each other, and in the end they were both speechless, not knowing what to say.

After the tea leaves arrived, Fang Xing got up and said, "It's still the same sentence, you should keep the limelight these days and keep a low profile."

Zhu Zhanji agreed, and then sent Fang Xing out.

"Your Highness, Concubine Grandson heard that Xinghe Bo was here, so she asked him to bring something to Wuyou."

When Sparrow's Tail came out, the beautiful woman was full of smiles on her jealous face, very upright, without any evil spirit.

Fang Xing squinted at Zhu Zhanji and asked, "How?"

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "I've grown up."

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