Chapter 1615: Deal with Saihazhi

Fang Xing returned to Qingshou Temple. Erta and the two assassins, including several monks in Qingshou Temple who were bribed by them, had already been taken away by Jinyiwei's men, but the commander of Jinyiwei, Sai Hazhi, did not leave. Wait for Fang to wake up.

The two went to drink tea in Ming Xin's quiet room.

After a long silence, Sai Hazhi suddenly laughed at himself: "I don't have the trust of the late emperor and His Majesty. If it weren't for the name of my ancestors, I wouldn't have gone to Yunnan to be a Xuanfu envoy. As for the post of Jinyiwei commander, it's just too much." , Xing and Bo suddenly showed affection, I feel uneasy!"

Sai Hazhi's ancestor Sai Dianchi played a huge role in the stability of Yunnan in the early Yuan Dynasty, and his descendants also pacified people in Yunnan many times.

And after Saihazhi, he was also sent to Yunnan by Zhu Yuanzhang. After Ji Gang collapsed, Zhu Di unexpectedly asked him to take over the post of commander of Jin Yiwei.

The reputation built by several generations in Yun/Nan has made the Saihazhi family an object that the king values, but is also guarded against.

When Sapphire conquered Yun/South back then, he tried to reduce this influence, but it still couldn't be completely cut off afterwards.

Fang Xing looked at him with complicated eyes, and said: "Your Majesty wants Jinyiwei to stop for a while, and you also have the heart to retire, Mr. Sai, Shenyang, the Hundred Household Officer of Jinyiwei, is about to return to Beijing. That is... a person from Fang, Please take care of Master Sai."

In the end, he classified Shenyang as his own, which gave Zhu Zhanji a good reputation.

"Jin Yiwei has a bad reputation. I just want to keep them from causing trouble. Neither the late emperor nor His Majesty intends to use Jin Yiwei again. I will keep watch over them and wait for the right opportunity to beg for bones."

Sai Hazhi knew very clearly what he should do since he took over as the commander of Jinyiwei.

Fang Xing smiled and said: "Master Sai has contributed to the country, and he will be a blessing to his descendants."

Sai Hazhi nodded and said: "Your Highness Yingguo, I only hate myself for being old..."

Fang Xing got up and smiled, "Thank you, Mr. Sai."

The two completed an exchange of interests in a calm manner: Sai Hazhi agreed to take care of Shenyang, while Fang Xing, on behalf of Zhu Zhanji, promised to treat Sai Hazhi's descendants well.

Politics has always been the product of compromise, and a powerful emperor like Zhu Di will inevitably have patience.

After sending Sai Hazhi away, Mingxin got out from some corner, and said with a low eyebrow, "The abbot was a little panicked, and asked the poor monk to intercede. But this matter really has nothing to do with him."

"This matter is out of my control."

Qingshou Temple in early spring looks more lively. Although the branches are not green, the air can smell different from winter.

Moss is densely covered under the big tree, and a clump of small mushrooms begins to emerge, looking delicate.

The quiet room where Fang Xing lives is located in the middle of two small forests, it is extremely quiet. A small path leads back and forth, with no end in sight.

Ming Xin stood under the big tree and said with a smile: "The poor monk originally wanted to invite him back to Jinling, but he lived in Qingshou Temple for a long time, but he didn't want to go to Jinling to endure the summer heat and winter cold."

"It's a good place."

There were bursts of Sanskrit sounds in the distance, and Mingxin couldn't help but bowed his head and began to chant along, with a solemn appearance.

Fang Xing walked slowly along the path. The breeze was slightly cold, but it lifted people's spirits.

The arrangement of the big trees on both sides is uneven, but it makes people feel more wild.

Fang Xing curiously looked for novel things under those big trees all the way, but unfortunately, he found no mushrooms.

However, there are many creatures in the early spring, and those bugs also got out and crawled around.

"It's a pity that Wuyou is not here, otherwise I can..."

Fang Xing straightened up and saw a familiar face.

"I've seen my uncle, and my nephew hasn't visited my uncle since he arrived in the capital. I'm ashamed!"

Fang Xing bowed and saluted, Chen Jiahui stroked his beard and said, "You have made such a big battle as soon as you arrived in the capital,

The old man is also afraid of seeing you! "

Fang Xing smiled and asked, "But did someone make things difficult for uncle?"

Chen Jiahui turned around, and the two walked forward together.

"No one is embarrassing, but you beat people in the palace, and some officials outside can't stand it anymore, saying they want to impeach you for being domineering."

With such a relationship between the two families, Chen Jiahui was naturally assigned to Fang Xing's party, so there was no hope of promotion in recent years.

Chen Jiahui tore off a dead branch hanging down from the big tree, and said slowly: "The late emperor controlled the current affairs with one hand, and when His Majesty ascended the throne, he would probably feel a little restrained and bored, but there is no rush! So His Majesty just a little Mo, I even got you back, that is, while quietly controlling the government, I let you disturb those... tacit understandings."

Fang Xing nodded, and kicked the dead branch he had torn off to the side of the road, "Whether it is His Majesty or the future king, this kind of battle will continue, unless it can limit the scope of each other's rights and restrain each other, otherwise Sooner or later there will be a big mess."

Chen Jiahui said in surprise, "You mean internal friction?"

"right."

A few monks came up ahead, including the abbot, and when he saw Fang Xing was waiting for guests, he quietly turned and left.

"Many internal frictions that appear to be conflicts of will are actually rooted in the struggle for power between the king and his ministers."

Whether it is the dispute over etiquette, or the open and secret struggle between the Donglin Party and Wei Zhongxian, it is always a struggle between the emperor and his courtiers.

So the so-called eunuch party is actually the imperial party, and it is just a tool launched by the emperor to fight with his courtiers.

Emperor Chongzhen was fooled by others, and ended up killing Wei Zhongxian's party. He probably regretted it when he died in Meishan.

The two walked through the path, and the front suddenly became clear, and the meditation room was dotted with quiet rooms, which made them look a little more angry.

The abbot and the others were talking in the distance, but Fang Xing didn't respond. He just said to Chen Jiahui, "Uncle, this is a long and dangerous process. If one side goes too far, there will be a backlash. Just look at the tug-of-war between Your Majesty and the courtiers." , both sides are afraid, so be careful."

Chen Jiahui is in Shuntian Mansion, although he is not regarded as a center, but he knows political affairs like the palm of his hand. He frowned and said: "This balance is difficult to achieve. Although His Majesty seems to be tolerant, he has the late Emperor's stubbornness in his bones, and His Majesty's city is very deep!"

Cheng Fushen had several explanations, but Fang Xing thought of another one.

Tolerate!

But patience is torture to a vengeful and stingy emperor.

"Your Majesty is a little stingy and holds a grudge! In addition to his poor health..."

Fang Xing said in a low voice: "That's why Li Shimian was so angry. Among them is the anxiety caused by His Majesty's inability to control the court situation. Uncle, don't get involved. Your Highness is not the Highness who used to study with those great scholars. He... also holds grudges!"

Chen Jiahui nodded and said: "There is no emperor who does not hold grudges, but just to see if he can take revenge. Your Highness Yingguo, some people are worried. You have to remind Your Highness that it is best to return to the capital as soon as possible."

The abbot over there couldn't help but come over, Fang Xing said: "My nephew knows, but this matter depends on His Majesty's will."

Chen Jiahui nodded, and Fang Xing sent him out.

When I came back again, the abbot was already waiting.

"Uncle Xinghe, those people colluded with each other inside and out, and then hid in the monastery. The poor monk is guilty."

The abbot's posture was very low, Fang Xing said complacently: "Jin Yiwei has already taken over this matter, Qingshou Temple's neglect of management is for sure, it would be better for the master to correct himself first."

The abbot was overjoyed, clasped his hands together, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and hurriedly led people there.

Fang Xing watched his back in a hurry, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

The so-called birth into the world is nothing but a change of mentality.

The mentality is born, and you can still feel the tranquility in the busy city.

With impetuous mentality and impure six senses, even in the deep mountains, there is no peace.

But Fang Xing's heart was not calm, and he was almost dazzled by anger. If there is not a trace of reason left, he must have cut Erta into pieces at this moment.

Xin Laoqi came in a hurry, bringing the news Fang Xing urgently needed.

"Master, we found the messenger!"

"who?"

Fang Xing asked with murderous look in his eyes.

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