Chapter 679 The Warm Zhu Di
Hu Die felt that he was a blessing in disguise, so there was a bit of joy in his words.
Although Fang Xing gave Mo Chou a post, who knows what kind of temper the rich and powerful are like, so Hu Die is going to use it again when life and death are at stake.
Unexpectedly, Mo Chou's outspoken words brought the two families closer.
This is fate!
After leaving the imperial city, Hu Die was ready to take Mo Chou back, Fang Xing asked, "You just arrived in Jinling, did you find something to do?"
Hu Dieqiang said with a smile: "The little one is looking for a shop, and I think I should stick to my old job."
Fang Xing nodded and said: "The prices of shops in Jinling are high, and your family may not be able to afford them, and the shops in small alleys have a small traffic flow, so how about it? Since Mo Chou speaks out of justice, Fang is not the kind of person who waits to cross the river and tear down the bridge. Go find a cheap shop, I'll give you some seasoning here, go back and try it yourself."
What seasoning?
Hu Die is a person in the catering industry, so he is very familiar with the seasonings in the industry.
Fang Xing said with a smile: "Just look for it, and if you find it, go to Fangjiazhuang to find me. I promise to make your business flourish."
Fang Xing got on his horse and left, Mo Chou looked at his back, a little dazed.
"Mochou?"
Hu Die was immersed in the joy of being surrounded by Fang Xing, and then remembered that it was Zhao Wang who Mo Chou had offended. If Fang Xing lost to Zhao Wang one day, it would be bad luck for his family.
Thinking of this, and seeing Mo Chou staring blankly at Fang Xing who was going away, Hu Die's heart was full of worries for a moment.
If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have left Jiaozhi!
...
When Fang woke up at home, Xie Jin was already waiting.
"What does this mean, King Zhao?"
Xie Jin was a little puzzled: "It stands to reason that the prince's position is stable now, so King Zhao should just hide his strength and bide his time. Why did he suddenly meet you?"
Huang Zhong caressed his beard and said, "Let's see if King Zhao is a little... impatient? Or does he want to take advantage of the opportunity that Uncle is hostile by Confucianism, and give himself... Tsk! He still wants to please the literati!"
Xie Jin patted the table,
Reluctantly said: "Dehua, did you have any disputes with King Zhao before?"
Fang Xing wanted to say no, but finally nodded: "I am on good terms with the prince's family, and I have Jubaoshanwei in my hand, and with the influence of the new study, King Zhao will definitely see me as a thorn in his side."
Xie Jin said melancholy: "I wanted to persuade you to stay away from Jinling and these troubles, but now it seems that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps on, and you can't escape!"
Fang Xing smiled: "Why should I run away? Daming doesn't belong to a certain person, let alone a certain force, so what happened to Confucianism? It wasn't like that before the Han Dynasty! It's just that I got a ride and became an ancestor. We are not afraid of the ever-bright spring and white snow!"
Huang Zhong said with a smile: "Uncle is now the enemy of the whole world, but the more so, the more carefree life of Uncle seems to be. This is also a great spectacle of Guochao."
Fang Xing laughed and said, "I'm thick-skinned and heartless. If I'm full today, I won't think about tomorrow's affairs. Probably this is why His Majesty can tolerate me."
Xie Jin's eyes showed memories, "Your Majesty has his own laws in his heart. In his eyes, the yelling of those literati is nothing more than barking. It's just that Confucianism is controlling everything, so your appearance is just at the right time."
"It's important that you know how to measure."
After Xie Jin passed through the prison and Fangjiazhuang's precipitation, he seemed much calmer.
"How many smart people did not end well in the end. This old man is an example. The reason is very simple, I don't know how to measure!"
...
After King Zhao and Fang Xing left, Huang Yan took advantage of Zhu Di's tea break and asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, this kind of treatment...will outsiders think that the royal family is not decent enough?"
"Boom!"
Without any warning, Zhu Di suddenly threw down the imperial pen in his hand, and the pen holder made of jade fell to pieces, Huang Yan hurriedly knelt down to plead guilty.
"Your Majesty, this old slave is guilty!"
Zhu Di didn't look at him, but squinted and looked outside the gate, then turned and left.
The eunuch followed quickly, and when passing by Huang Yan, he shouted in a low voice: "Little man!"
"Little Nima!"
Huang Yan glared at the eunuch resentfully, Shi Shiran stood up, and patted his knee.
Zhu Di went all the way back, Wang Guifei heard the palace people said that he was very angry, so she hurried over to dispel him.
"Traitor!"
Zhu Di walked around in the warm pavilion, while several court ladies and eunuchs shrank their necks and hid nearby.
"Why are you standing there? Why don't you hurry up and get your majesty a cup of chrysanthemum tea from the princess!"
Zhu Di wanted to get angry, but when he heard her voice, he stopped and stared at the paintings on the wall.
The noble concubine Wang said softly: "Your Majesty, if you lose your temper, it will be easier for those people. The weather is fine today. Let my concubine accompany your Majesty for a walk in the garden."
Zhu Di shook his head, the anger in his eyes gradually faded, "I didn't realize until now that I was a lonely person, it's so sad!"
Wang Guifei didn't know the reason of the matter, so she looked at the eunuch.
The eunuch pointed to the direction of the East Palace, and then pointed to the outside of the palace. Wang Guifei immediately understood and said, "Your Majesty, the New Year's Eve is approaching, so why bother to lose your interest."
Zhu Di waved his hand, except for the chief eunuch, the other servants went out, and he sat down slumpedly and said: "Zhan Ji is gradually calming down, and Fang Xing's new learning is restraining the civil servants, this is the best time for Daming Ah! It's just..."
"Grandpa Huang, Grandpa Huang..."
Hearing this voice, Wang Guifei said with a smile on her lips, "Your Majesty, the princess is here."
Zhu Di turned around uncomfortably, and saw Wanwan rushing in.
"Grandpa Huang, this is the juice Wanwan just made, try it."
Wanwan's little face was flushed, and she handed over a stainless steel thermos cup in her hand.
Zhu Di snorted and took the cup after hesitating again and again, but he didn't know how to open it.
Wanwan looked very happy today, she said happily: "Grandfather, you are so stupid, look at me!"
Concubine Wang Guifei looked at Zhu Di worriedly, but unexpectedly, she did not see any anger, but her eyes were a little softer.
Wanwan unscrewed the lid, and presented it to Zhu Di like offering a treasure, "Grandfather, please don't dislike the mess, it's because of the kiwi fruit inside."
Zhu Di awkwardly took a sip of the viscous juice, which tasted sour and sweet, but it was acceptable.
Seeing Zhu Di's eyebrows stretched, Wanwan said proudly, "Grandfather, there are more."
Watching the little girl reluctantly take out a dark object from her purse, Wang Guifei couldn't help but asked with a smile: "Princess, what is this?"
"Huamei!"
Wanwan frowned, and said like an adult: "When those storytellers talk dry, just take one, and they'll be able to talk straight away!"
"Grandpa Huang, you have to talk a lot every day, right? Then take one. If it's good, Wanwan will find Fang Xing to go."
Zhu Di put Huamei in his mouth, suddenly felt his tongue was saliva, he couldn't help nodding and said: "It's a good thing, come here."
"His Majesty!"
Zhu Di ordered: "Go to Xinghe Bo's house, tell the princess that he wants to eat plums, and ask him to bring some."
Wanwan was delighted when she heard it, "Fang Xing said that Wanwan is a child and doesn't have much to eat, so he didn't give much. This is good."
Wang Guifei looked at Zhu Di with a smile, and knew in her heart that the rain had finally passed and the sky cleared.