Chapter 742: Changes in Foreign Strategy

Bringing warehouses to Ming Dynasty 742,Chapter 742 Changes in foreign strategy-567 Chinese "Scared to death?"

Fang Xing ran down in a hurry, with a painful expression on his face, one could tell that this person was deeply missing Daming's friend. ?

The envoys all gathered around, and someone asked, "Why do you say that he was frightened to death? Do you have evidence?"

The imperial doctor pointed to the dark vomit at the corner of the envoy's mouth, and said disdainfully, "I'm so frightened! Didn't I die of fright? Could it be that I was exposed to the sun?"

Well……

The envoys looked at each other, not knowing why the Champa envoy was afraid.

"Let it go, let it go!"

Xin Laoqi rudely pushed the envoy who was blocking the way, the envoy was furious, and turned around to scold him.

But when he saw Fang Xing behind Lao Qi Xin, he immediately laughed and said, "Xing and Bo are here too?"

Swish!

In an instant, all the envoys looked sideways, watching Fang Xing walk in slowly.

The Champa envoy's eyes widened, and the vomit at the corner of his mouth looked disgusting.

Fang Xing knelt down, stretched out his hand, and sighed: "We are all good friends of Daming, why are you doing this? Isn't it better for everyone to share the fruits of Daming Zhan?"

Is this warning me to wait?

Those envoys were a little weak in their feet, and when they thought of the legendary Bang Geci mission that disappeared at sea, their faces were filled with smiles.

Daming!

Fang Xing let go of his hand, and was embarrassed to find that the Zhancheng envoy's eyes were still open.

"He wants to return to his homeland, so he will turn it over to the Ministry of Rites and let them burn it to ashes and send it back."

Fang Xing clapped his hands and got up, and smiled at Zhu Gaosui: "My lord is really warm-hearted! How about asking you to help him with his funeral?"

Zhu Gaosui looked at the envoy who died with regret, and he was shocked: "This king is here to look at the situation on behalf of the father."

Zhu Gaosui ran back in a hurry: "Father, the envoy of Zhancheng was frightened to death!"

Zhu Di was taken aback, feeling extremely embarrassed.

He just wanted to frighten these vassal states who just wanted to take advantage, but he didn't expect to go too far and scare people to death.

Zhu Di's position is not easy to deal with this matter, no matter whether it is compassionate or strict, it is somewhat depreciated, and it is easy to be mistaken by these messengers as expressing his position.

Zhu Zhanji observed his words and expressions, and said, "Grandpa Huang, why don't you take it with you when you go to sea next time, and then ask the Ministry of Rites to go to someone alone, tell the situation, and comfort his family by the way."

Zhu Di stroked his beard slightly, probably a little proud of the performance of the successor he had trained, so he used his hands a little harder. Fang Xing, who had just come up, saw a long beard in Zhu Di's retracted hand.

"Ahem!"

Fang Xing lowered his head and coughed dryly, while Zhu Gaosui was a little embarrassed.

Even if the Zhancheng envoy was really scared to death, he shouldn't say it in public.

If this word spread, it would certainly be encouraging to Daming, but it would be inappropriate to the neighbors.

...

"This matter should be left alone. Zhao Wang's move has the meaning of putting a pot of shit on Daming's head. Isn't it stupid!"

Someone among the civil servants muttered.

Zhu Di stood up and said, "The Ministry of Rites will handle this matter accordingly."

Lu Zhen bowed to the order, and then the group followed Zhu Di and went back in a mighty way.

Fang Xing hurriedly ordered someone to bring the body of the Zhancheng envoy, and caught up with Lu Zhen.

"Lord Lu, His Majesty has left this matter to your Ministry of Rites, take it away quickly!"

Without further ado, Fang Xing pointed to Lu Zhen's horse, and immediately someone put the body of the Zhancheng envoy on the saddle.

"Master Lu, go slowly, come again next time!"

Fang Xing waved his hand with a smile, as if sending off an old friend for many years.

Lu Zhen looked at the corpse with a livid face, and Fang Xing's corpse had already been torn into pieces in his mind.

After this good horse brought a dead man, would Lu Zhen still want it?

Those civil servants laughed and said nothing when they saw this scene, who made His Majesty say that!

If the relationship between Lu Zhen and Fang Xing was not so bad, the Jubao Mountain Guard would definitely send someone to send the corpse to the burning place.

Now... huh!

...

Fang Xing went home immediately, and anecdotes about the grand parade spread quickly in Jinling City.

"Is that person really scared to death?"

"It's definitely true. When Mr. Lu from the Ministry of Rites came back, he had corpses on his horse!"

"Tsk tsk! My Daming's army is indeed invincible in the world, and it can scare people to death!"

"However, Mr. Lu is really dedicated to his duty! He actually brought the messenger's body back in person. If it was someone else, who cares about you! At most, you can ask a few people to carry it to the incarnation field at the foot of Jubao Mountain and burn it."

"..."

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As soon as Fang Xing got home, he picked up the potato. He really wanted to go over and kiss him, but he was worried that he would hurt the delicate skin of the potato.

Zhang Shuhui woke up in good spirits, but the room was not ventilated and felt a bit stuffy.

In the matter of confinement, Fang Xing couldn't beat Zhang Shuhui, so he just had someone bring hot water and asked the maid to wipe her.

"Husband, potatoes are very edible!"

Zhang Shuhui looked at the father and son, the tenderness in her eyes was about to melt.

"Then give it to him. A child who is chubby is the cutest."

Fang Xing thought of the tender lotus-like arm that would be able to bite potatoes in the future, and couldn't help but look forward to it.

Xiao Bai said greedily from the side: "Hurry up, young master, I want to hug potatoes."

Zhang Shuhui smiled lightly: "When your young master gives you one, then you will have a headache every day."

Potato is in good health, but there is one thing that is very annoying, that is, crying.

Once the eldest young master of the Fang family cried, it was difficult to take it back, and the whole family was terrified.

After asking Jiao Huang about Zhang Shuhui's situation, Fang Xing finally relaxed after learning that she was recovering well, and then someone reported Zhu Zhanyong and Wanwan to come.

"Why is he here?"

Fang Xing was a little annoyed, if it was just Wan Wan, then everyone would not have to care about the rules, but Zhu Zhanqian was different, everyone was not that familiar.

"Fang Xing, I want to take care of the child. I'm an aunt."

Before Wanwan arrived, the voice came.

Fang Xing watched Wan Wan rush in with a smile, Ling Dang and Da Huang followed behind, and said with a smile, "I need someone to take care of me, what kind of aunt are you!"

Wanwan pouted and said, "I am my aunt, no matter how young I am!"

Fang Xing smiled and touched the top of her head, then looked at Zhu Zhanqian who was looking enviously at the outside of the courtyard.

Zhu Zhanqian is already nine years old, with red lips and white teeth. Seeing Fang woke up, he cupped his hands and said, "Xinghebo is good."

Fang Xing smiled: "Is the king of the county here to play with Wanwan?"

Zhu Zhanqian nodded in embarrassment, Fang Xing smiled and said, "Wait for Wanwan to come out, then let her take you to play in the village."

Although he is only nine years old, he should be more or less taboo in this age.

Fang woke up and went to the study room. Xie Jin was savoring his hidden wine carefully, and Huang Zhong also took a sip from time to time. The two of them were enjoying a plate of peanuts, leisurely and free and easy.

Seeing Fang waking up, Xie Jin didn't feel any guilt about being caught. He just smiled and said, "Being a father will be different, I don't even drink alcohol."

Fang Xing sat down wearily and said: "This child is too troublesome, every time he cries in the middle of the night, he has to get up to comfort him, and he has to be nursed."

Xie Jin smiled, and then asked, "Is Your Majesty going to change his strategy for the vassal state?"

"almost."

Fang Xing grabbed a few peanuts and threw them into his mouth to chew. 8