Chapter 2432 Does An Lun Have a Grudge Against Him?

When the trend cannot be violated, few people go against the trend except for fools and greedy people.

Fang Xing walked out of the Governor's Mansion and went to the martial arts school.

Ever since Tu Dou decided to enter the martial arts school, Zhang Shuhui seemed to have lost her soul and often lost things at home.

This was a sign of not being used to her son leaving home.

The only thing Fang Xing could do was to accompany her more and let Wu You make more noise.

A family without children making noise is dead, so Fang Xing was thinking about whether to have two more children.

When he arrived outside the martial arts school, the gatekeeper saw him and thought he was here to inspect.

"My Lord, wait a moment, I will report..."

"No need, I am just taking a look."

The gatekeeper remembered Tu Dou and was a little surprised.

He felt that Fang Xing should not be that kind of person, which did not match his title of famous general.

How can a man who loves his children not be a man?

Fang Xing saw that look and just smiled. After asking about the position of Tu Dou's class, he entered the martial arts school.

There were several classes practicing on the training ground. When they saw Fang Xing had students, they were distracted and were beaten up by the instructor.

Amid screams, Fang Xing came to the outside of a classroom.

The classroom was spacious, and for the sake of light, glass windows, which were considered a luxury at the time, were used when it was first built.

Fang Xing leaned against the wall and slowly approached the window, like a thief.

He poked his head out of the glass window at the back of the classroom, took a look, and then quickly retracted it. .

He recalled the scene that had not yet dissipated in his mind, and then his head moved forward again.

He saw Potato, sitting upright.

Potato sat in the third row, which was a good position.

From behind, Potato should be listening attentively.

The professor on the podium drew a picture on the blackboard with his back to the students. Fang Xing took a look and it seemed to be an array decomposition.

The change and rotation of the array is the lifeline of the firearms army, so in martial arts, not only theoretical learning is required for this aspect, but also real-life operation.

When the professor turned around, Fang Xing left here.

"Uncle, Fang Han...had a fight yesterday."

The professor in charge of discipline awkwardly introduced Potato's record of fighting in the first few days of martial arts.

"Lose or win?"

Fang Xing casually flipped through a roster, which had class classifications and the specific situation of each student.

This was top-secret information, but the professor didn't even look at it, and said, "He won. The old student who fought with him lost two teeth and had a serious arm injury. He will need to recover for about half a month before he can participate in training."

This is to establish authority.

Fang Xing asked, "Has he been isolated?"

The professor shook his head and said, "No, Fang Han's family is well-educated and he is very friendly when dealing with students, so except for a few people, everyone is still friendly."

Fang Xing nodded and reminded, "Uncle didn't come today."

The professor laughed in his heart and quickly agreed.

You want Fang Han to live a peaceful college life, but you are also worried that he will be bullied.

Alas! Poor parents in the world!

After leaving martial arts school, an unexpected person is waiting for Fang Xing.

The two walked side by side on the wide road, followed by several foreign troops and Fang Xing's servants.

Shenyang was fatter and less aggressive.

"There are more connections between the powerful."

Shenyang's voice was warmer, "An Lun's people are looking for information everywhere, but I found something strange."

"What's it?"

Fang Xing thought of An Lun in Jinling, at least he could still get along.

After becoming the supervisor of the East Factory, this man changed his face, and the change was so fast that even Fang Xing was puzzled and confused.

Shenyang said: "An Lun's people went to Fuzhou several times, and my people happened to be watching several officials in Fuzhou there, and found that An Lun's people were watching a small official named Yan Chunhui."

"Yan Chunhui?"

This surname is not common, Fang Xing immediately thought of Yan Dajian.

Shenyang nodded and said: "It's Yan Dajian's son."

This means that An Lun probably wants to deal with Yan Dajian.

"Lord Xinghe, Yan Dajian almost became the Minister of Rites!"

The East Factory and the Embroidered Uniform Guard are no longer as glorious as they were during the founding of the country and the Yongle period. If they touch a high-ranking official who almost became the Minister of Rites, will it make the emperor passive?

"Do you mean that His Majesty doesn't know about this?"

Shenyang nodded and said, "Of course, if His Majesty knew, he wouldn't have rewarded Yan Dajian last time."

Zhu Zhanji didn't like to play hard to get with his ministers. If he thought you had a problem, he would just investigate directly.

"It's not a problem if he didn't do it privately."

The East Factory is mainly for internal affairs, and it's really not a big deal to keep an eye on a few officials. As long as they are not slandering or torturing without evidence, those civil servants will not say anything.

Shenyang knew this, "Lord Xinghe, An Lun has been very excited recently. He went to the mausoleum of Emperor Ren again."

Fang Xing nodded, and then the two separated.

Early the next morning, Fang Xing took his wife and children to go out for spring.

The wind was still cold, but the sun could give some warmth.

After camping all night on the road, they saw Tianshou Mountain in the afternoon of the next day.

Tianshou Mountain is not small in size, and in spring, it still looks a bit bleak.

Fang Xing arranged his family downstairs, and brought two servants with him to the outside of Emperor Ren's mausoleum.

The stone statue was a little gray, and there were occasionally a few gray weeds swaying in the wind in the cracks on the ground, until they were stepped on by someone.

Sun Xiang walked over stiffly, staggering.

His hair looked almost silver-white under the light, and there were many deep wrinkles on his face.

It was only a few years!

Fang Xing took a few steps over and reached out to support him.

Sun Xiang shook his head the moment he was touched, then raised his head, with a little more confusion in his turbid eyes.

"Xinghe Bo..."

"It's me."

The eunuch in front of him had reached the last moment of his life.

Sun Xiang smiled, a very cold smile, and then felt embarrassed, so he patted Fang Xing's arm and said, "We haven't seen outsiders come to our house for a long time."

These words made people sad.

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Why don't I go back and talk to His Majesty and ask him to transfer two people to your side, who can at least provide you with food and lodging."

"That's honor and support."

Sun Xiang smiled, looking at the setting sun in front of him, and said, "I am guilty of not discovering the traitor Huang Yan, and letting Emperor Ren go uneasy. How can I have the face to ask for honor and support? If I can be buried in a place where I can see this place from afar after I die, it will be considered as atonement."

Fang Xing's heart moved slightly, and Sun Xiang stretched out his hand to build a awning, squinting at the orange-red sun, and said with satisfaction: "Those who came to deliver rice and grain said a lot about the current situation of the Ming Dynasty. Great! Invincible, the people can have enough food, this is a prosperous age."

"I pray for the Ming Dynasty every day, and I will tell these things to Emperor Wen and Emperor Ren."

Sun Xiang seemed very happy, then glanced at Fang Xing and said, "Xinghe Bo, go ahead."

If a person is used to quietness and loneliness, it is best not to disturb him. Because you don't know what he will become after he likes bustle and prosperity.

Maybe it will make you extremely disappointed or extremely regretful.

Fang Xing didn't know what Sun Xiang would become. He hesitated for a moment. Sun Xiang noticed this emotion and said, "I won't be alive for long, what are you afraid of?"

"An Lun... What's the problem between him and Yan Dajian? In other words, do he and Yan Dajian have a grudge?"

Sun Xiang shook his head and said, "I really don't know, but An Lun has been in the East Factory for many years and has never made a mistake."

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