Three Hundred and Seventieth IX Ecstatic

Because Zhu Di was going to the primary school today, Zhu Gaochi was a little busy.

Just as he was looking down at the memorial, Liang Zhong came in and said, "Your Highness, Marquis of Fuyang, please see me."

Zhu Gaochi raised his head, and said a little tiredly: "Didn't he go to the small school with his father? Why did he come here alone?"

Zhu Di didn't come back, but you, Li Maofang, came back. Could something have happened?

"Let him in."

Zhu Gaochi said unswervingly.

Princess Yongping is Zhu Gaochi's biological sister, but she is also the sister of Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui. Little Yongping didn't think much of Zhu Gaochi, so when they grew up, the two brothers and sisters were somewhat separated.

After her son-in-law, Li Maofang's father Li Rang passed away early, she was like a wild horse that had run wild. She felt that the Hou Mansion could no longer let her run freely, so...

"Third..."

Zhu Gaosui has been sweet since he was a child, not only coaxing Zhu Di and his wife to regard him as their darling, but also able to win over those eunuchs and maids.

Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, Zhu Gaosui has the style of a courteous and virtuous corporal. Getting along with him feels like spring breeze.

"Uncle...Your Highness."

Li Maofang originally wanted to call him uncle, but seeing Zhu Gaochi's fat face showing some impatience, he changed his name to His Highness halfway through.

Zhu Gaochi rubbed his forehead and said, "What's the matter with you?"

Li Maofang knelt down and said: "Your Highness, I spoke a little faster in front of His Majesty today, I'm afraid... I might offend the old man, so please take it for the sake of my respect, Your Highness, please slow down a little bit, I am very grateful. "

After saying some dry words, Li Maofang looked at Zhu Gaochi expectantly.

Li Maofang has heard the soft heart of this prince uncle from his mother, Princess Yongping many times since he was a child.

Zhu Gaochi became a little dazed, and just when Li Maofang thought his heart had softened, Zhu Gaochi asked, "Who won?"

Li Maofang was taken aback, and when he was about to answer, Zhu Zhanji came back.

Without even looking at Li Maofang who was kneeling on the ground, Zhu Zhanji said happily, "Father, Caixing and Boda won a complete victory."

Zhu Gaochi's fat face trembled, and he asked, "What about Marquis Wu'an?"

Zhu Zhanji said in high spirits: "The Marquis of Wu'an suddenly fell ill. The emperor's grandfather reprimanded him for being incompetent in commanding the army. He has been reduced to Wu'anbo. Get back the iron coupon immediately."

Zhu Gaochi squeezed the pen in his hand hard, tried his best to hide the joy on his face, and said lightly: "In this case, let your mother send some gifts to Fang's house, and let Wanwan come back earlier by the way."

Speaking of Wanwan, Zhu Gaochi unconsciously showed jealousy.

Zhu Zhanji accepted with a smile, ignored Li Maofang, and went to find the princess.

After Zhu Zhanji left, Zhu Gaochi said lightly: "Go ahead, father will have his own punishment, so don't worry."

Li Maofang wanted to say a few more words, but Zhu Gaochi got up and asked someone to bring the memorial to show Zhu Di.

...

When Fang Xing led his troops to the Treasure Judging Gate, the little banner officer who was guarding the gate saw that many people in Fang Xing's troops were injured, so he trotted over nervously, pulled a sergeant and asked:

"Brother, who won?"

The sergeant squinted at him and said disdainfully, "When did I ever lose Jubaoshanwei!"

The little flag officer asked again: "But really?"

As the sergeant walked forward, he said impatiently: "Zheng Heng has been cut off, who do you think will win?"

The little flag officer stopped, turned his head and shouted at his subordinates happily: "We won! We won! We won!"

The sergeants who came all the way looked at him in surprise, wondering if this man was stupid.

This is my victory for Jubaoshanwei. What does it have to do with your gatekeeper?

The little flag officer trotted back and said overjoyedly: "Look, what did I say, did Xing and Bo win? If it wasn't for me, the bets you placed would have been given to the dealer..."

Fang Xing didn't know that he had indirectly made a small fortune. When he returned to the camp, he arranged for a doctor, ordered people to kill pigs and sheep, and took out fine wine from the cellar...

Tsk! Something is still missing!

Big win today,

Fang Xing was a little excited when his old enemy Zheng Heng was defeated.

"Cook slowly and wait for me to come back."

After Fang Xing explained, he called the servants, and a hundred households followed him home.

"The young master has won a big victory..."

"Zheng Heng is vomiting blood..."

Zhang Shuhui only learned about today's news from Zhu Zhanji a little later, and while she blamed Fang Xing for concealing it, she also felt very happy.

In the front hall, Xiaobai and Wanwan were teasing the little goose, Zhang Shuhui approached with the attitude of Mrs. Zhang, and waved her little hand.

"Uncle Jay, today the whole village has them. Every family has a catty of flour and half a catty of shrimp skins. They all make dumplings for eating!"

Last time Fang Xing found a few cold storages in the warehouse. There were a lot of seafood in them, most of them were dry goods, and there were a lot of dried shrimps.

Remembering that Fang Xing almost couldn't wake up because of Zheng Heng's insidious tricks, Fang Jielun said happily: "Madam, don't worry, this old slave will definitely let everyone feel the joy of getting revenge!"

Soon, shouts rang out from the gathering place of the farmers: "All households send people to the main house! Zheng Heng was deposed, he vomited blood when he was beaten by the master, and the lady sent something!"

"Sent something again?"

An old farmer in his seventies was cooling off under the eaves. When he heard the shout, he asked his grandson.

"Grandpa, that Zheng Heng is the one who made my master seriously ill!"

The grandson looked satisfied with the revenge of the revenge: "Grandpa, it's good now, being cut from the rank, and being beaten and vomiting blood by the young master is really satisfying!"

Hearing this, the old man got up tremblingly, frightened his grandson to go up to support him, and complained: "Grandpa, be careful too! If you make a mistake, my father will not beat me to death!"

The old man snorted, "That's a bad embryo. The last time the master fell ill, he was the one who made it bad. Let's go and help me."

As soon as the grandson heard it, he persuaded: "Grandpa, you should stay at home, and the grandson can just go there."

"No!" The old man stretched out his hand, pressed his grandson's shoulder and said, "In ancient times, when a general won a battle, all the servants and family households had to go to celebrate. The master treated us so well. If I don't go, I won't be able to sleep at night. Sorry! "

After going out, everyone discovered that all the farmers in Zhuangzi came out at the same time.

Such a crowd rushed out from inside, because the water had just come from the upper reaches, and the Li family households who came here to divert the water saw it and immediately sat down on the ground.

In the last water grabbing incident, the painful memories of all the old men in their 80s and children down to a few years old all participated in the battle in Fangjiazhuang immediately flooded back...

"Run! People from Fangjiazhuang are calling again..."

Li Maozheng was anxious because of the release of the rankings in the Houtian Township Examination, so he hugged a beautiful maid and announced that during the day.

Just when he was having fun, the scream and the panicked footsteps outside made his movements suffocate, and then he realized that his dick was already...

"Run away..."

When he finally found out that it was just a false alarm, Li Mao found out in a panic that that guy...couldn't get up!

"Fang Xing, I'm not done with you..."