Chapter 1347 Daming Has Never Fought Back when Beaten
Zhang Shuhui woke up in a daze, only to find that she was already lying on the bed at home. She was anxious, so she got up and wanted to find someone, but she saw Wuyou on the small bed next to her.
Wuyou has already woken up, staring blankly at the void with big eyes.
"Worry-free..."
With the child here, Zhang Shuhui's heart relaxed, and she lay on the side of the crib and teased Wuyou.
"Where is your husband?"
Zhang Shuhui asked casually, Muhua was watching Chunyu outside the door, she turned around and said: "Madam, the master went outside, saying that he has something to do, so he doesn't necessarily have dinner at home."
Zhang Shuhui yawned and said: "This sleep is so comfortable, I feel relaxed and comfortable!"
...
"Is the medicine okay?"
Fang Xing was asking about Jia Quan.
Jia Quan said: "It's the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor in the palace. Sometimes when your Majesty or concubines can't sleep well, you can take some. The effect is good, and you feel comfortable after waking up."
Fang Xing let out a sigh, let go of his worries, and the group moved forward slowly, and the Huitong Hall was ahead.
Walking to the gate, a man stepped out and told in a low voice: "Harachar didn't go out today, so he walked around the yard a few times, and went in to sleep after it rained, until now."
Fang Xing turned his eyes and saw that there was no one around, so he knew that the Huitong Hall had been notified and the venue was cleared.
"No need to be nervous. Your Majesty has no will. We can't do anything. We just want to talk to Harachar about the friendship between the two countries."
Jia Quan secretly smiled, and then went in first.
When we got outside the courtyard of the Halle mission, the man knocked on the door.
"who?"
"Da Mingxing and Bo are here to visit, please see the envoy."
The sound of hurried footsteps came from inside the door, and they gradually went away. Fang Xing smiled slightly and said, "I didn't expect Fang to gain some fame. Congratulations!"
At this time, there was a singing sound in the distance, faintly...
"...When you miss each other, you become like an idiot, looking at the river every day..."
Fang Xing tilted his ears slightly. In the drizzle, he heard footsteps coming from inside. Then the door opened suddenly, and a murderous aura rushed in...
The light of the knife cut through the drizzle, and Old Seventh Xin roared, and chopped down with the long knife.
"clang!"
"laugh!"
Fang Xing glanced at the man lying in front of him, raised his head, looked at Halachar who hurried out and said, "Is the messenger trying to ambush Ben?"
The rain drenched the man who was still struggling on the ground, blood gushed out from his neck in big streams, he panted, looked at Fang Xing with hatred, and then his eyes gradually dimmed.
A candle in the wind, once blown, dies!
"Uncle, this man is crazy! I was about to seek a doctor, but was blocked by the rain. I didn't expect him to be so crazy. Hey! Fortunately, his ability is low, otherwise..."
As he spoke, Harachal went up and kicked the guy whose body was still trembling slightly, and cursed: "An animal-like figure, who committed suicide when he went crazy, dared to go mad in the yard, he deserves to die!"
Fang Xing went into the yard, Jia Quan shouted: "The idlers wait to get back."
Harachal turned around and said a few words, and the dozen or so people all went back angrily.
Fang Wu held a tarpaulin umbrella to cover Fang Xing from the rain, his eyes turned, looking for threats around him.
"Uncle, please."
Harachal had regained his composure, and walked forward first, not at all worried that he would be hacked by the fierce-eyed Xin Lao Qi.
Arriving at the living room, Harachar sat on the main seat without hesitation, and extended his hand to invite Fang Xing to sit down.
Fang Xing shook his head, and stood in the middle with his hands behind his back. Behind him were Lao Qi Xin and Jia Quan, and said calmly, "What do you want for this trip?"
Fang Xing didn't sit down, and Harachar couldn't sit down either. He got up awkwardly, but found that he was completely suppressed by Fang Xing in terms of momentum, so he asked in surprise, "What did uncle say? I came here just for the sake of two people." The friendship of the country!"
"Well, that's a good excuse."
Fang Xing didn't bother to circle around with these people, and said: "It seems that you have already prepared, which is good. After eating so much rice from Daming, you should give something back."
Harachal said depressedly: "Uncle, is there some misunderstanding? I wanted to visit the uncle's house,
But thinking about..."
"Farewell!"
Fang Xing didn't wait for him to finish, he nodded slightly, then turned and went out.
Fang Wu followed with his umbrella in hand, while Xin Laoqi held on to the handle of the knife and retreated in place with sharp eyes.
Harachal sighed: "Uncle, you misunderstood!" He followed out after speaking, ready to see Fang Xing.
"This person already has the heart to die, so there is no need to say more."
Fang Xing said in a low voice, Jia Quan nodded: "Yes, for today's matter, someone else would definitely run away, but he is sleeping, it can be seen that he has put life and death aside, it is not easy."
"He is sure that if the people behind the scenes are not killed, His Majesty will not attack his oil lamp that attracts moths. Yes, he is brave and resourceful."
The corpse had stopped trembling and was standing in front of the gate. Fang Xing did not change his direction, and calmly stepped over the corpse.
When he reached the door, Fang Xing turned around and saw Harachal catching up, he sighed and said, "You are a warrior, the two countries are fighting each other, and each is the master, so I don't blame you, but from now on, don't let yourself be punished." I caught the line you contacted, otherwise Dongchang and Jinyiwei will be scrambling to try the latest punishment..."
Harachal said with a normal expression: "I respect the laws of Ming Dynasty."
Fang Xing smiled and nodded, then turned around.
"...Outside the door, the newcomers laugh, and inside the door, the old people cry. Tan Lang has been away for many years, and when he looks back, the water is pouring..."
"Well, it's hard to get rid of the water, so you can do it yourself."
Fang Xing's footsteps slowed down and then sped up.
Halachar didn't open an umbrella, he couldn't help sighing as he watched Fang Xing get on the horse surrounded by people, and then disappeared into the thicker spring rain.
The singing voice in the distance suddenly became shrill: "Serving my uncle has never stopped, Tan Lang is cruel and heartbroken..."
Harachar is proficient in Daming dialect, and he couldn't help smiling slightly when he heard these lyrics.
"If you like lingering and tactful, then you are a slave. The winner always sings a cheerful song..."
"Come on, follow Fang Xing from afar and see where they have gone."
Following Harachar's orders, a man disappeared into the rain, only to return shortly afterwards.
"My lord, Ming people don't allow us to go out now."
"interesting!"
Harachar's eyelids twitched, and he turned back.
...
On the long street, when Fang Xing walked outside a bookstore, Sun Xiang came.
"Xing Hebo, our family has been waiting for a long time."
Sun Xiang's sex is a reflection of Fang Xing's laziness and enjoyment.
Wearing a black brocade robe on the outside, with the Buddhist beads in his right hand moving slowly, Sun Xiang looked amiable like this. But the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, showing a triangular shape, which was shocking.
Fang Xing looked at the more than twenty fans behind him, nodded and said: "Yes, Daming has never been beaten and refused to fight back, Eunuch Sun, let's do it."
Sun Xiang said approvingly: "Da Ming has never been beaten and refused to fight back. Our family likes this sentence..."
With the smile still on his face, Sun Xiang waved his hand, and immediately those fans rushed into the bookstore, and exclamations came from inside.
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