Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Chapter 408 How Did Xie Jin Die?

In the Qianqing Palace, all kinds of eyes with different meanings are looking at Zhu Zhanji, some are gratified, some are mixed, and some are even malicious...

"Grandfather, I, Da Ming, should let the aliens be intimidated by power, not be virtuous!"

Zhu Zhanji's voice that had just finished changing his voice echoed in the spacious palace.

"The virtue of my great Ming can only be applied to the people of my great Ming, and it is not worth it for foreigners!"

Zhu Di looked at his grandson expressionlessly, rubbed the newly replaced paperweight with his right hand, and said for a long time, "Take it, Ling Chi!"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me..."

"Your Majesty, before leaving, Xinghebo told the Haimen guards that he would come back and go to the country of Wa on a fleet that blots out the sky...Xinghebo is rebellious, Your Majesty!"

Zhang Quanda, who had been fatigued for a long time, was finally awakened by Ling Chi's fear. He cried, struggled, and even wanted to save himself from death by accusing Fang Fang of waking up. But several guards blocked his mouth with ease, and he was dragged out immediately.

When the whimpering gradually faded away, there was a strange silence in the palace.

Zhu Zhanji looked around and felt a little depressed, so he bowed and said, "Grandpa, grandson is leaving."

Zhu Di nodded, and after Zhu Zhanji had gone away, he said quietly: "My emperor's grandson is full of heroic spirit, you will be a good assistant."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After a neat response, the ministers retreated.

As for Fang Xing's rebellion, no one would believe it.

Fang Xing's subordinates are just that few people, why don't you show me the other one?

Yang Rong and Xia Yuanji were walking together. He remembered Zhu Di's words and said in a low voice: "Weizhe, what does your Majesty mean by this? Do you think Taisun was taught well by Xinghebo? Or did he not preach well."

Xia Yuanji was thinking about the affairs of the household department, when he heard the words, he said: "Your Highness has been by His Majesty's side since he was a child, so it can be said that he knows it very well. How do you think, do you know?"

Yang Rong pouted, shook his head and said, "Your Majesty is so steep, I can't understand it!"

Civil officials in Ming Dynasty hoped that the king would be cultivated according to the model they imagined. In short, that is to be a benevolent king.

The so-called Shoucheng means that the king hangs down and governs, and the civil servants govern the country. It is best for everyone to build a high wall around the edge of the Ming Dynasty that the enemy will never be able to climb, and then...

This is the ultimate dream of many civil servants: behind closed doors, wouldn’t it be better for us to study how to realize the rule of three generations?

"You must have a long-term vision, don't be a frog in a well."

Fang Xing took a shower, changed into homely clothes, and said dissatisfied with Zhu Zhanji who rushed over, "Where's Wanwan?"

Zhu Zhanji said shyly: "Wanwan went to Tianjie Temple to listen to Master Mingxin's lecture."

The guy who is proficient in hypnotism!

"Brother Dehua, tell me about the Japanese suppression."

Zhu Zhanji said itchingly.

Fang Xing felt a little lazy, so he slowly told him the process of suppressing the Japanese.

"...The Japanese pirates are cunning and cruel. To deal with them, you must use thunderous means and use everything. Jingguan is just..."

Zhu Zhanji couldn't help being fascinated when he heard that Fang Xing had cast a few super-large Jingguan on the edge of the Jiaojiang River.

Jingguan has been a way for Chinese people to demonstrate their martial arts since ancient times.

"The people of Goguryeo once built Jingguan!"

Fang Xing ended up with this sentence, which is very meaningful.

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said: "Brother Dehua, I know what you mean, that is, aliens cannot be trusted."

Fang Xing nodded and said: "Today we are friends, but tomorrow we may be life and death enemies. This is the relationship between us and other races."

Zhu Zhanji was thinking about Fang Xing's plan at the time, and asked a few questions from time to time, Fang Xing was of course willing to answer.

The New Year is approaching, and Zhu Zhanji's time is also relatively tight, so he stayed for a while and then left.

"Master..."

After leaving the study room, Fang Xing saw Xiao Bai guarding the small pavilion outside, with bells at his feet, and Rhubarb pacing back and forth proudly at the opening of the pavilion.

Xiaobai stepped forward happily,

Leaning against Fang Xing, "Master, do you think I have grown taller?"

Bell was squeezing between the two under Da Huang's disdainful eyes, Fang Xing stretched out his hand and tilted down on the top of Xiao Bai's head, then reached his chin, and said disgustedly: "It's still far away!"

Xiaobai pursed her lips in displeasure, even when Bell ran to the front and frequently turned her head and wagged her tail, she couldn't make her happy.

When she arrived at the main room, Zhang Shuhui was taken aback when she saw this scene, and then asked Fang Xing with a smile on her face what she would like to have for lunch.

Fang Xing didn't notice anything unusual, so he salivated, "Hot pot, hot pot, spicy!"

So we had hot pot at noon.

Looking at the red soup base, Zhang Shuhui had to eat other dishes.

Fang Xing was eating, and suddenly found that Xiaobai's eating movements were a bit like...

"Who did you learn from?"

Xiaobai's eyes widened, and he said confidently: "The last time I went to a banquet with my wife, I saw those ladies eating like this."

"Hold the orchid finger to pick up the vegetables, and count the rice grains when eating?"

Fang Xing said disdainfully: "Don't pay attention to them, we can eat whatever we like."

Zhang Shuhui pursed her lips and smiled lightly, then gave Fang Xing a piece of braised fish.

Xiaobai finally got rid of those delicate and elegant eating methods, Fang Xing said with satisfaction: "Everyone has different habits, as long as it doesn't affect others, then I can live as I want, no one can control me !"

After eating, Fang woke up and went to the front.

Ma Su had already been waiting in the study, talking with Huang Zhong about what happened in Jinling recently.

"teacher."

Fang Xing pressed his hand, then sat on the main seat and asked, "What happened to Jinling after I left?"

Ma Su said something, Fang Xing squinted his eyes and listened, gradually feeling sleepy.

"...Recently, someone in the city brought up the understanding of the bachelor, saying how talented he was back then, and how he made great contributions to the country..."

Seeing that Fang Xing was dozing off, Ma Su got up and prepared to go out with Huang Zhong.

"and after?"

Ma Su and Huang Zhong stopped in their tracks, and when they turned their heads, they saw Fang Xing's eyes opened brightly.

Is this news that important?

Huang Zhong was also a little puzzled, that Xie Jin was indeed outstanding back then, so outstanding that few civil servants could match him.

But isn't he in prison?

Fang Xing rubbed the center of his brows, and said in a low voice, "Go invite your grandson."

Ma Su was startled, but Huang Zhong had already reacted, a look of shock appeared on his face, and he asked quickly: "Uncle, what do you mean..."

Seeing Huang Zhong's right hand pointing like a knife and swinging downward, Ma Su's face turned pale, and he hurried to the stable.

Huang Zhong couldn't believe it and said: "Uncle, Your Majesty has no intention of disposing of the Bachelor, who dares to do anything to him?"

Fang Xing rubbed his temples, and said after a long time: "How long has Bachelor Xie been imprisoned? Why didn't I mention it sooner or later, but why did I mention it at this time?"

Fang Xing had some memories. He remembered that Xie Jin seemed to be buried in a snowdrift by Ji Gang and froze to death.

"snow!"

Fang Xing looked at the sunlight outside and realized something in his heart.

Zhu Di was supposed to be in Beiping at this time, but he went directly from Beiping to Jinling because of the crown prince's inspection of his military status.

"Go, ask Bachelor Xie if he is in Beiping or Jinling at this time."

Seeing Fang Xing's strange expression, Huang Zhong hurriedly went to look for Xin Laoqi.

Fang Xing sat alone in the study, racking his brains to think in what year Xie Jin died.

But after much deliberation, he couldn't figure it out after all.

The thirteenth year of Yongle is coming, and the Spring Festival, which was originally planned to be held in Beiping, has also been changed to Jinling.

This series of changes made Fang Xing feel that he had finally changed a lot.

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