Chapter 1337: Chasing Death and Chasing North

"What do you want to see when you come to Daming?"

Fang Xing was right behind him, and the man sitting with his back facing him involuntarily got up, and then dodged to the side - he didn't need Halachar to remind him, because he felt the murderous aura coming from the kid who just broke his partner's tendons .

Xiaodao's right hand is hidden by his side, but with the throwing knife just now, everyone knows that there must be a flying knife on his right hand, a flying knife that can become a deadly weapon at any time.

In an instant, the knife became the biggest threat, but Harachal didn't pay attention, but said coldly: "We will come to Ming Dynasty every few years, just for the good of the two countries."

"Really... How are the Oirats?"

Fang Xing asked indifferently, Old Seventh Xin leaned forward slightly, his eyes fixed on Harachar.

This is a master!

This thought swirled in Harachar's mind, and it passed away immediately.

But no! Fang Xing seemed careless, but he didn't miss the slightest change on his face.

Once something goes wrong, this Xing He Bo, who is said to never be soft on outsiders, will definitely find a way to bury them all!

"What Oirats?"

"What do you say?"

"I met them when I came, but our country is strong, and the Wala people can only let it go with a smile. Is it possible for the Ming people to pass through the land of the Wala people?"

Harachal's heart moved slightly, he temporarily changed his diplomatic rhetoric, and asked directly provocatively.

The diners with their ears pricked up were all angry, thinking that these Halle people were belittling Daming.

Fang Xing glanced at his entourage, and saw that they were all arrogant and eager to try, so he chuckled and said, "Da Ming will not send envoys to pass by Wala, but only send a large army... Chasing death and chasing north..."

"good!"

Fang Xing's eyebrows twitched slightly, and when he looked to the right, he saw a man with the appearance of a businessman applauding with a flushed face.

The others were a little stunned, but just as Fang Xing smiled, a man slapped the table and shouted, "Xing and Uncle are well said! Chasing death and chasing north! This is what I should do!"

"good!"

Immediately everyone applauded, and Harachal looked slowly, these bright people were blushing, excited like soldiers about to go to the battlefield.

It didn't fit the messages he'd received along the way.

Aren't the people of the Ming Dynasty ignorant and the literati weak? Moreover, the sergeants were trapped in household registration, and many of them fled...

As soon as his heart moved, Harachal squeezed out a smile and said: "Then I will wait and see, but... your people have abolished my people, what is the matter?"

Fang Xing said lightly: "Do as the Romans do, since you dare to reach out, you must be prepared to be interrupted."

Fang Xing got up, looked down at Harachal and said, "Remember, this is Daming, not the grassland where you herd sheep!"

Halachar watched Fang Xing turn and leave with an ugly expression, while the diners followed that figure with admiring eyes.

At this time Ye Qing came over and said coldly: "Everyone, the shop doesn't welcome customers who don't understand etiquette, please go ahead, there is no need to pay money."

...

The actions of Fang Xing and Harachar naturally couldn't be hidden from Zhu Di. He was dealing with political affairs with Zhu Gaochi, and when he heard the news, he said disdainfully: "Is this a spy, or is it an excuse to start a war? But I Think they don’t need it, or you’re corrupt.”

When Timur went to war back then, why did he find any excuses, and the peoples on the grasslands did not need any excuses to go to war.

Zhu Gaochi put down his writing brush and said, "Father, I'm afraid this envoy came here with the intention of mortal death. If it dies, it will be a ready-made reason."

Zhu Di nodded and said: "The missions are all determined to die, no matter if it's Daming or Harlie."

Most of the missions these days, unless they are Zheng He's kind and go with a fleet that can cover the sea, most missions will leave a suicide note before they go.

Zhu Gaochi sighed in his heart, feeling too unkind.

"Don't act like a woman, country to country, if the mission doesn't die, then the army and the people will die. Timing, understand? The two sides are just waiting for the opportunity. If they are close to Daming,

Do you think they dare? "

Zhu Di sneered and said, "Someone outside the mission must have been hiding in the dark and took the opportunity to infiltrate Daming, otherwise we would have people detain them immediately, which can be regarded as an outlet for those missions during the Hongwu period."

Back then, Zhu Yuanzhang sent envoys to the country of Halle, but they were detained and humiliated, as happened several times.

If you follow Zhu Yuanzhang's temper, then you must use all your troops to attack him, but it's too far away! And it had to go through the territory of the Mongolian Yuan people who were still powerful at that time.

Zhu Gaochi was a little flustered, he felt that Zhu Di was waiting for an opportunity, and then made a break with that old opponent.

However, the strength of the Halle Kingdom has recently been reported to Daming through Jin Yiwei's information. Zhu Gaochi felt that facing such an opponent would almost have to fight all over the country, so that he could feel at ease.

And after the war? The livelihood of the people is dying, and there are no soldiers left...

Thinking of the tragedy, Zhu Gaochi couldn't help shaking his head slightly, but Zhu Di saw it.

Zhu Di snorted coldly: "If you have an opponent, you have to weaken them and defeat them. Otherwise, when they become stronger, they will come to the city. Is it the same for you to beat someone and someone to beat you?"

Zhu Gaochi didn't dare to contradict him, so he could only claim to be right, which made Zhu Di angry instead.

"Don't think about the child in Hu's belly. I don't even bother to use such means to balance anything. The balance of bullshit, I don't need balance!"

...

"Tell Jia Quan to give me a copy in time after receiving the news. We need to keep an eye on those people."

When Fang woke up and got home, he saw an unexpected person.

"I said, you don't eat fast in Qingshou Temple, why come here?"

The person who came was Ming Xin, he was not calm at this time, but panicked all over his body.

"Uncle, someone is watching me."

Well……

Fang Xing sized Ming Xin up and said, "Your Majesty has made a plan, who dares to stare at you if you're full?"

"I don't know, it's just that in the temple... those people relaxed a little, and then someone was staring at me."

"Then don't worry about it, honestly, no one dares to touch you."

Fang Xing comforted against his will.

Fang Xing didn't want to think about what Mingxin would become in the future after being mixed into the inheritance of the royal family's heirs.

Ming Xin sighed and said: "Uncle, we are old friends anyway, at least show the poor monk the way, the Buddha will bless you."

"Don't, I believe everything and nothing."

Fang Xing's religious views are the same as most people's - he has no fixed beliefs, and it's not really a belief, but curiosity and awe of some ancient inheritance.

"What are you worried about? Being killed? That's unnecessary."

Fang Xing asked Ming Xin to sit down, and then analyzed to him: "I've thought about it, His Majesty's temper is reckoned to be unwilling to turn around, so the chances of you and the Crown Prince facing each other are not great."

When Ming Xin heard it, it was as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and he returned to his superior posture.

"……only……"

Fang Xing raised Ming Xin's heart again, and then said Shi Shiran: "Look, if future orders involve royal matters, then you should be careful."

After some soft or hard words, Ming Xin was fooled by Fang Xing and left.

If he knew Fang Xing's plan, he might turn around right away and use his own hypnotism to make Fang Xing pay the price.

"I am also puzzled by His Majesty's mind!"

Fang Xing shook his head, watching Ming Xin go away.

What exactly does Zhu Di want to do? Take a child to fight.

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