Chapter 2346 An Lun Unexpectedly Agrees

"Don't look for me."

Hu Hui coldly turned away the fifth visitor.

From the moment Fang Xing beat Lin Zhan to the time when he and Zhu Zhanyong were found to have 'meeted', many people burst out with frightening enthusiasm.

The enthusiasm was very strong, but it made Hu Hui feel sick.

"They are all greedy people, don't mess with them, otherwise you won't be able to get rid of them."

Of course, Hu Hui's warning must be taken seriously, so Yan Dajian conveyed this meaning, and the entire Ministry of Rites suddenly became awe-inspiring.

After the arrangements were made, Yan Dajian walked around the yard and all the doors were closed.

Closing the door also shuts down the spread of gossip, at least the gesture is made.

Yan Dajian listened to the sound of closing doors one after another and said to himself: "Uncle Xinghe, you are doing this to your own fault!"

…

Fang Xing is seeking death!

This is something recognized by the capital.

Beating Lin Zhan is domineering. Then he met Zhu Zhanyong, and Zhu Zhanyong left immediately. This was seen as anxiety and guilt in the eyes of many people.

It is unclear how many people in the Ming Dynasty hated Fang Xing. They were officials and gentry in the past, but after the north and south were cleared of surrender and false mail, even many common people hated him.

"How many people's wealth has he cut off? It's a shame that he died without a cure. How many people in this world wish that he would be executed by Ling Chi tomorrow? Do you think it's possible to live like this?"

Jin Youzi thought Fang Xing was a madman.

"If the gentry is like a huge stone, then Fang Xing is at most an egg. Let's wait and see."

At this time, someone came. He didn't come in at the door, but he could tell that his accent was that of the clerk who usually served them tea and water.

"My lords, someone just submitted a memorial, saying that the world is in turmoil, and for the long-term sake of the Ming Dynasty, it is best to give a clear discount to people of each level according to the levels of scholar, scholar, and Jinshi, and tax exemption for up to a certain number of acres of land per person. , This will not only avoid sending deceitful messages, but also silence the scholars and allow everyone to settle down, so that the world will be at peace."

This clerk spoke clearly, even if he spoke in a low voice, the people in the room could hear him clearly.

After he finished speaking, Yang Rong coughed dryly, and the sound of stamping feet came from outside, and then the footsteps gradually faded away.

"This is unwillingness to take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble, and Fang Xing's misbehavior is just an inducement. It's a mess and gives me a headache!"

After finishing speaking, the room was quiet for a while, and no coughing was heard.

"I don't know what's going on with Mr. Huang's health. He says he has a lung disease and needs to rest."

Yang Rong rubbed the corners of his eyes and said, "Your Majesty still doesn't care!"

Jin Youzi said: "Fang Xing must go to the palace and explain to His Majesty, otherwise if the matter gets serious, Your Majesty will be in trouble, and it is not impossible to win over him with tears."

The sparkle in Yang Pu's eyes suddenly exploded, and he asked: "But is there a rumor?"

…

Fang woke up and arrived at Dongchang.

Ever since he slapped An Lun, everyone in Dongchang regarded him as an enemy. However, as the emperor's domestic slave, he was not allowed to do anything privately, so he was holding back until now.

So he was stopped outside the door without any surprise. The man who stopped him was trembling, but not with fear, but with excitement.

It would be better if Fang Xing slapped him, and it would be even better if he was knocked unconscious with one punch.

This is also speculation.

"Uncle Ben wants to meet Wang Yuan."

Fanzi was stunned and just about to refuse, Xin Laoqi said: "From Jinling to Peiping, if there is anything you need to do, go and ask Anlun."

Fanzi went in regretfully but fortunately.

What he regretted was that he was prepared to be beaten but could not find an excuse. No, he was frightened by Xin Laoqi.

If Fang Xing had done it, he would have lost a few teeth and suffered bruises at most.

But these pains can be exchanged for rewards from Anlun, and maybe they will become a stall in a few years.

People without ambitions and dreams are just salty fish, but this power-hungry fan did not dare to try to anger Fang Xing in the end.

"Wang Yuan?"

An Lun is drinking tea. It is very comfortable to sit in a warm room and drink a cup of hot tea in winter.

He looked down at the slightly yellow tea soup and smelled the fragrance. He waved his right hand over the tea cup.

The water vapor is scattered, just like a painting that has been splashed with ink, and the original charm can no longer be felt.

Chen Shi, who was sorting out the list of southern rebels at the side, raised his head and said: "Father, Wang Yuan is a famous figure in the south, and he also colluded with the rebel Wen Fang. I'm afraid it's not easy to meet outsiders, right? Besides..."

He glanced at An Lun quickly, and then he dared to continue talking when he didn't see anything strange.

"Clearing the land is taking a risk and angering the gentry all over the world. Fang Xing has been bewitching the gentry for many years and it is done in one day. But will those gentry be willing to do it? If they join forces, they can only kill Fang Xing to appease the world. "

An Lun was still looking at the tea soup. The water vapor above the tea cup became faint again, and his mood was leisurely and indifferent.

"Let him see you."

Chen Shi said in surprise: "Eunuch, your Majesty's side... Even if your Majesty's side doesn't care, it will still be a loss to my Dongchang's face."

An Lun was slapped in the street, which was a great shame and humiliation for everyone in Dongchang. In Chen Shi's view, the most important thing Anlun should do at this moment is to sternly refuse, and then immediately go to the palace to report the matter to the emperor.

While clearing the fields seemed to go smoothly, that was because the emperor used force to suppress the gentry.

Suppression can only be temporary. Once those gentry get back on their feet, how many people will want to eat Fang Xing's flesh and drink his blood.

With hatred that can almost burn away the Grand Canal that connects the north and the south, whatever Fang Xing does will be investigated under scrutiny.

And the emperor...

The fan who came to report the news had already left. An Lun took a sip of tea, looked at the water vapor dispersed with regret, and said: "My dear master, the heaven and earth are too ethereal, so the most noble person in the world is the emperor."

This was not allowed to be heard except by close confidants, so Chen Shi was very moved, with tears gradually accumulating in his eyes.

"Those gentry didn't dare, at least they didn't dare to slander His Majesty, but what about Fang Xing? Who is he? If there hadn't been an army to suppress the battle, all the gentry in the Ming Dynasty would have swarmed him and tore him into pieces."

An Lun put down the tea cup and suddenly asked: "How is Yan Dajian doing recently?"

Chen Shi thought for a moment, "Father-in-law, he is very honest. He goes to and from the Yamen every day and never goes out when he gets home."

"Oh? That's good."

An Lun sighed with regret and asked casually: "Where is his son?"

"Father, Yan Chunhui has not yet been promoted in Fujian. He has an excellent reputation in the local area. People say he is upright and upright."

"Okay, our family knows, keep watching, keep a closer eye, our family always feels that Yan Dajian is not a good person."

…

There are also prison cells in Dongchang, but there are not many. They are mainly used to hold important prisoners.

Fang Xing was led inside, and finally stopped in front of a row of brick houses.

The brick house looks solid, but it is easy for someone to slowly dig through it from the inside.

Fang Xing felt that this must be Anlun's idea, otherwise the veterans who were transferred from Jinyiwei in Dongchang would not know these taboos.

Someone came over and opened the door of a brick house, and Fanzi led Fang Xing inside.

After opening the door, the light inside was good, allowing Fang Xing to see clearly.

Fang Xing saw the ground pile!

In the middle of the house is a metal stake, and the disheveled Wang Yuan is tied to the stake by an iron chain. Judging from the length of the chain, it is only enough to reach the toilet two steps above, but it cannot be further away.

Wang Yuan squinted at Fang Xing, who was shrouded in light, then blinked and said with a smile, "Are you unlucky?"

Fang Xing walked over, his nose twitching, and said, "Uncle, I remember that you love to be clean, but now you are suffering in this dirty place, and you will be sent to the West City to be stabbed later. What do you think?"

Wang Yuan's sarcasm was shattered by Fang Xing's warning. He lowered his head again and asked, "Fang Xing, what are you doing here? Yes, those gentry dare not do anything to His Majesty, but you, the instigator, and But the operator cannot escape. Fang Xing, you will be cursed by countless people, and your whole family will be cursed by male thieves and female prostitutes..."

Fang Xing looked at him with pity and said: "Uncle Ben will treat the words of a dying person as farts. Uncle Ben is here for one thing. You like to fund and help those promising officials and scholars. Tell Uncle Ben that those people's Name and origin.”

Wang Yuan raised his head and sneered: "The counterattack is like a tide, Fang Xing, how proud you are in Jinling, how desperate you will be in Peking. You deserve it, this is retribution. As for the roster, do you want it? Then smash it Go find my head yourself."