Chapter 335 Qiu Wei, Negotiation

"Bring out some of the good stuff, and ask for good wine."

Fang Xing explained, and Fang Shiyi responded loudly, then went out to prepare, and closed the door by the way.

Seeing Fang Xing's expressionless face, Zhu Zhanji said in an embarrassing way, "Brother Dehua, my little brother just wants to have a fling with him, and has no other thoughts."

Seeing his appearance, Fang Xing said softly: "You are the crown prince, you must not make such a gesture, otherwise the subjects will think you are weak and deceitful!"

Zhu Zhanji has a weak side in his character, sometimes hesitant and indecisive.

Fang Xing had already seen this weakness of his during the Beizheng campaign, and was just looking for an opportunity to bring it up.

Fang Xing knocked on the table with his fingers, pondered for a while and said, "Betrayal is a bad habit, and it will not be changed because of temporary gains and losses. You only saw Zheng Heng's weakness, but you didn't see that he was still in the first place." At both ends, I just want to balance my own interests..."

"And you..."

Fang Xing stared at Zhu Zhanji and said, "And you are just a tool for Zheng Heng to balance his own interests, understand? There is no reverence, no guilt or fear, only worry about the possibility of you taking that position!"

Zhu Zhanji lowered his head, not even the sound of serving food disturbed him.

On the other side, Zheng Neng said fiercely: "How dare he! How dare he despise my father so much!"

The servants who served thought he was talking about Fang Xing, but they didn't see the madness in Zheng Neng's eyes.

...

When Fang woke up and got home, he learned that Ma Su had also returned, but he was carried back.

Ma Su and his mother, Mrs. Liu, were arranged in the three wing rooms next to the inner courtyard. There are many trees here, and it is not the main road for walking, so it is the most suitable for reading.

Seeing Fang Xing and his wife coming, Mrs. Liu looked very uneasy, and said in a nasty way: "My family, Su'er, is so lucky to be invited to drink by His Highness the King of Han."

Fang Xing went in to take a look, and saw that Ma Su was just sleeping, with no abnormal expression on his face, so he came out.

"This King of Han is really childish!"

Fang Xing was a little dumbfounded, remembering that in order to tease Ma Su, Zhu Gaoxu personally invited him to drink. But he also remembered that Ma Su had an exam tomorrow, so he didn't kill him.

Seeing that Mrs. Liu was a little worried, Fang Xing turned around and asked her maid to bring orange juice, and asked Mrs. Liu to give him a hangover after Ma woke up.

"The King of Han said that Zhu Jixuan has already promised to pay for that sum of money, and 30% of that money will be yours, sir."

Fang Wu, who sent Ma Su to Hanwang Mansion, was also a little drunk. Obviously, Zhu Gaoxu was retaliating indiscriminately, and he refused to let anyone go.

"If the two horses hadn't snorted when they smelled the wine, the King of Han would have ordered someone to fill them with wine."

Fang Wu hiccupped, talking about Zhu Gaoxu's behavior dumbfounded.

One third!

That's one-third of the income of Prince Jin's Mansion for two years!

Fang Xing's heart moved for a moment, and then he shook his head and said, "I can't accept this, you go and reply to the King of Han, and say that Fangjiazhuang is not short of money and food, if he forces it, you can let him give it to those nursing homes, Louze Garden and Huimin Pharmacy."

To be honest, Daming's social security can really beat dozens of streets in the world at present.

Zhu Yuanzhang was later portrayed as a tyrant, and Zhu Di was not much better. Anyway, the generations of grandparents and grandchildren are not good.

But it was this "tyrant" Zhu Yuanzhang who established an unprecedented relief system so that those orphans, widows and vagrants could be properly resettled.

Zhu Yuanzhang stipulated that if there are homeless people or disabled people without care in a place, the magistrate will be held accountable.

The most "absurd" thing is that Zhu Yuanzhang actually tried "free affordable housing" once. Although it failed to promote, it was a precedent.

This is the "tyrant" in the history books compiled by later generations, the founding emperor of Ming Dynasty, Emperor Taizu Gao.

——The former cowherd boy, the former monk, Zhu Yuanzhang!

"Fang Xing is crazy?"

Zhu Gaoxu, who was a little excited after drinking at noon, couldn't help being surprised when he heard Fang Xing's decision: "Your master wants to be a saint, right? Has he fasted? One day, my king will send some gold powder over there.

After he passes away, he will smear it on. "

Fang Wu hiccupped and said, "Your Highness, don't speak ill of my master, otherwise today we will..."

"Just what?"

Zhu Gaoxu asked with interest.

Fang Wu eased the surge in his chest, "Just keep drinking!"

Ma Su woke up not long after. Fang Xing asked him to tidy up the examination tools prepared by Zhang Shuhui, but Fang Wu went to pass the message but never came back.

"Master, Fang Wu is dead drunk!"

Fang Xing was shocked, and hurriedly asked Ma Su, who was still a little dizzy, to go back to rest, and then check the situation.

When he saw Fang Wu lying on the bed throwing up, Fang Xing couldn't help kicking Fang Liu who reported the message.

"Is this a dead person?"

The King of Han's fighting power doesn't look bad, which makes Fang Xing feel lucky for himself in the past.

After a good night's sleep, Fang Xing woke up when it was dark.

"Teacher, the disciple has gone."

Ma Su was wearing a single suit and carrying a test basket, and he was in good spirits.

"Don't say anything, you are still young!"

Fang Xing made a joke, but Ma Su just twitched the corner of his mouth a few times, looking a little nervous.

"Go ahead, it doesn't matter if you fail, as a teacher, I can find you a seat at will."

These words finally succeeded in arousing Ma Su's fighting spirit.

"Teacher, disciples should live up to their teachings!"

Ma Su was arrogant and went there in high spirits, Fang Xing stretched his waist and looked for Zhu Zhanji unhappily.

Outside Taisun's mansion, Zhu Zhanji dressed up a lot today, looking very heroic.

"Brother Dehua, is it too early to go to the Huitong Hall?"

Fang Xing said lazily, "Why are you going to the Huitong Hall?"

"Negotiation!"

Zhu Zhanji said in surprise.

Fang Xing clicked his tongue and said, "I lost the Northern Expedition, Daming?"

Zhu Zhanji said helplessly: "Our army won a big victory."

"Since our army has won a great victory, as the winner, why should we take the initiative to come to negotiate?"

Fang Xing asked strangely, "Are we in a hurry?"

Zhu Zhanji shook his head, Daming was not in a hurry, it was Mahamu and Arutai who were in a hurry.

After being beaten by Daming, Mahamu only wanted to cultivate his health, so he immediately became angry.

And Alutai was frightened stupid by Daming's crushing defeat of the Wala people. You must know that he has been beaten like a dog by the Wala people in recent years.

So the two envoys came with the task of making peace with Da Ming.

"Since there is no rush, let's have breakfast first and tell them to wait at the household department."

Fang Xing didn't have an appetite this morning, he just ate a pancake at home, so now he feels a little hungry.

"Go to the household department?"

Zhu Zhanji felt that Fang Xing must have fainted. Even if he wanted to negotiate, it should be in the Ministry of Rites.

Fang Xing turned his horse's head first, and when Zhu Zhanji followed, he explained: "The Ministry of Rites is so pedantic, they are always used to smiling at those foreign companions, but the Ministry of Households is different, Xia Shangshu is an old man!"

When they arrived at Hubu, they were indeed welcomed by Xia Yuanji.

"The Northern Expedition cost a lot of money this time. If we can subsidize one or two, I think the life of our household department will be easier this year."

Xia Yuanji led the two of them to a large room with a smile on his face, opened the door and said, "Your Highness, is this enough?"

Zhu Zhanji glanced at it, nodded and said, "That's right, ask someone to clean it up, and it's here."

It's very simple to clean up, just clean up, move some tables and chairs and so on.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Xing took Zhu Zhanji to eat flat food.