Chapter 857 Zhu Zhanji, Who Has a Difficult Heir, and Li Maofang, Who Is Sissy

Zhu Fang hasn't done much work recently. What she likes most every day is to write calculations on paper, and then ask people to move out various types of steel materials.

On the workbench, a steel plate with holes punched at both ends was hooked, and then the handle with the gear box at both ends was shaken and pulled.

Holding a pen and paper in her hand, Zhu Fang stared at the steel plate.

Two tall and strong men are shaking the handle, and try to keep the output power stable.

The steel plate gradually fluctuated, and the hole began to deform.

"Master Zhu, we need to work harder."

The two big men felt that they could no longer shake the handle without applying force, so they said.

Zhu Fang shook her head, then took out a ruler, measured the deformation of the steel plate, and said with satisfaction: "This formula is three millimeters less than the previous one, and it seems that the stretching force is enough."

Hearing this, the two big men loosened the screws on the base and took off the steel plate.

Zhu Fang wrote down a series of numbers and symbols that others could not understand with a pen on the steel plate, and then put it into the warehouse by herself.

There is a picture in the warehouse, the font looks wild and uninhibited.

"Steel is the backbone of Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Fang took a closer look, and then said to the people around her: "Uncle said, the road is the blood of Ming Dynasty, and the steel is the backbone of Ming Dynasty..."

"If the blood is blocked, people will get sick, and the spine will not be straight. You will be embarrassed to say hello to your neighbors when you go out."

...

Zhu Zhanji invited Fang Wake up as a guest today, accompanied by Du Qian.

Zhu Zhanji sighed: "Yesterday I went to Hu's house. It was deserted and deserted. It was chilling to see."

Hu Guang also taught Zhu Zhanji, so he went to condolences to his family as soon as he came back, which can be regarded as respecting his teacher.

Du Qian smiled and said: "Your Highness, this matter is quite simple. At present, Hu Xing is keeping his filial piety. Next year, His Highness can mention it in front of His Majesty, and it's all about grace."

Zhu Zhanji nodded: "Grandpa Huang added the posthumous title of Wen Mu to Mr. Hu, which is a precedent. I just need to take care of his family more in the future."

Hu Guang's mourning after his death is definitely the first civil official of the Yongle Dynasty, the first posthumous title, the posthumous gift of Minister of Rites, etc., which made those civil officials feel a little envious.

Fang Xing didn't say a word, the relationship between him and Hu Guang was too cold, anyone would find fault with him.

So he raised his eyebrows at Zhu Zhanji, why did you ask me to come?

Zhu Zhanji gave a dry cough, and Du Qian got up knowingly to leave.

After Du Qian left, Zhu Zhanji said embarrassingly: "Brother Dehua, my younger brother has been married until now, this... an heir is very difficult!"

"Cough cough cough!"

Fang Xing coughed heart-piercingly, scaring Quewei who was serving beside him, so he hurriedly changed his tea.

Fang Xing waved his hand, then pointed at Zhu Zhanji and said, "How old are you? According to my opinion, you should study hard in the academy to be serious. Besides, if you have a son now, think about it! Think about it !"

Fang Xing stretched out four fingers and gestured with a sigh.

"Four?"

Zhu Zhanji felt that something was wrong after he finished speaking, and said with a dark face: "It's my brother's negligence, and we really can't worry about this matter."

Fang Xing looked at Quewei, the eunuch who was more feminine than a woman immediately retreated quietly.

"Four generations!"

Fang Xing pointed to his own head and said: "If there are four generations, think about it, what do the people in the court think? Your Majesty seems to be in good health, although His Royal Highness... is a bit old, but he can still eat it Can..., plus you, will something unbearable happen in the future?"

Zhu Zhanji said with a little interest: "It would be great if it were ordinary people. The four generations live under the same roof, so it's fun!"

"Don't talk about four generations living under the same roof, you should eat less celery first."

The old Zhu's family all like to eat celery, and they are all patients with heavy taste in food, Zhu Gaochi is better, and Zhu Zhanji is purely a severe patient.

"Eat more light food and lose belly fat!"

Fang Xing patted his lower abdomen, which has always had six-pack abs, and then pointed to Zhu Zhanji's obviously protruding lower abdomen,

A look of disgust.

Zhu Zhanji frowned and said: "The food you eat in the army is not greasy! Why are you getting fat again?"

"Don't forget to practice every day!"

After sending Fang Xing away, Zhu Zhanji went to the inner courtyard.

The inner courtyard of the Taisun Mansion is naturally not small, among other things, those women's residences can make people who don't know them dizzy.

Zhu Zhanji hesitated for a while, and finally went to Sun's.

The Sun family is a concubine, and because she was once Zhu Zhanji's favorite and childhood sweetheart, she gained some power in the mansion.

"Your Highness..."

Seeing Zhu Zhanji enter the room, Sun put down the needle and thread in his hand, showing a well-placed surprised expression.

Zhu Zhanji only felt a heat in his chest, so he held her little hand and asked, "Is there anyone in the house who is neglecting you?"

Sun was taken aback, changed her eyes for a moment, and finally pursed her lips and said, "Your Highness is joking, with the grandson concubine here, who would dare to embarrass my concubine?"

Zhu Zhanji saw the change in her eyes just now, frowned and said: "In the future, if you need something, go to Yu Jia."

There was a slight jump in Sun's body, and a look of joy like a little girl appeared on her face...

...

The academy was still the same, walking in the field, listening to the sound of reading in the classroom, Fang Xing felt a little illusory about running around all day.

Glancing inside, these are the second batch of students, including Zhu Zhanyong, who are currently listening to Xu Fangda's lecture with full attention.

There are only a handful of students who can study with such conditions these days, and the students cherish this condition very much, and no one dares to waste time.

Fang Xing smiled slightly, feeling that the students in the classroom were not students, but seeds.

"Teacher, Marquis Fuyang is here to look for you."

Ma Su quietly appeared behind Fang Xing, startling him.

"What is that eunuch doing here?"

Fang Xing thought of Li Maofang he saw a year ago, and couldn't help but shudder.

...

In the front hall, when Fang Xing saw the man with powder on his face, he couldn't help but stop.

"Hahahaha! Xing and Bo haven't seen each other for a long time."

Li Maofang's laughter sounded like an angry Liang Zhong, sharp!

Fang Xing smelled a scent, and thinking about it carefully, he seemed to have smelled it on a boat on the Qinhuai River.

"The Marquis of Fuyang came to my humble house, and I dare to ask if I have any advice."

Li Maofang and Zhu Gaosui had a good relationship, Fang Xing set up a trick to kill him last time, so I was worried if this guy was aware of it.

Li Maofang said with a dry smile: "Uncle Xinghe, the ships that buy goods from the Four Seas Bazaar dock every month, Xinghe Bo is making money every day!"

This guy wants to start a family?

Fang Xing murmured, "There aren't many members of Fang in the Four Seas Bazaar, so where does the so-called making money every day come from?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Li Maofang laughed loudly, pointing at Fang Xingxiao's back and forth, panting for a long while and said: "Xing Hebo, I know that there are members of the palace in the Four Seas Market, I just want to ask, how can others in this market open?"

Fang Xing said in surprise: "Of course it can be opened, but Fang can't decide this matter, you understand."

As he spoke, Fang Xing pointed in the direction of the imperial city with a helpless expression on his face.

A trace of pride flashed in Li Maofang's eyes: "In the palace? I'll go later, it's okay to think about it!"

Fang Xing cupped his hands indifferently and said: "Then Fang will first wish the Marquis of Fuyang a wealth of wealth."

This guy has been pointed out behind his back, and he actually knows to come first.

"Thank you Xing and Bo Da Dao!"

Li Maofang almost wanted to celebrate his success by raising his head to the sky and screaming.

But before leaving, he still couldn't help showing off his IQ.

"Uncle Xinghe, I just went to the palace, His Royal Highness means... as long as you nod your head, this matter will be settled, hahahaha!"

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