Chapter Nine Hundred and Fiftieth Blatant Revenge

In the study, Fang Xing and Liang Zhong were drinking wine, chatting about recent gossip, and the woman

Don't think that eunuchs don't like women, they just cut off the dick, and the desire/desire is still there. No pop-up novel network

And the most troublesome thing for eunuchs is to listen to the bed, whether it is the emperor or the prince, including Zhu Zhanji, there are eunuchs waiting outside every time hey.

It's not a good job to listen to the bed. The maid's mind sprouted when she heard it, and she was too listening to her heart and lungs. So there was a pair of food in the palace.

The so-called anti-food is just a product of the loneliness of the maids and eunuchs.

"Our family has been abolished in this life. We only want our nephews to win, and our family will recognize them if they don't enter the ancestral grave."

Eunuchs with missing limbs are not allowed to enter the ancestral graves, and most of them are desolate behind them.

Liang Zhong sighed, and finally raised his eyebrows and said: "There are many beauties in the palace, if you can get a few of your majesty's favors, that would be great, hehehe!"

This eunuch has turned black!

"Is Dehua here?"

At this time someone greeted him outside, Fang Xing thought for a while and said loudly, "Is this Brother Fang? Please come in."

Fang Zheng pushed open the door, and when he saw Liang Zhong, he cupped his hands and said, "Eunuch Liang is in a good mood today."

Liang Zhong stood up and said, "Your Majesty Fang, you are welcome. We still have something to do at home. You can drink."

drink a fart!

How dare Fang Xing drink with Fang Zheng!

After Liang Zhong left, Fang Zhengcai said, "I heard that there are horse thieves who want to attack the other party's family?"

Fang Xing changed his wine glass, smiled lightly and said, "The news spread quickly, but it's not a big deal."

Fang Zheng said murderously: "What are you afraid of! Daming's household registration is so strict, if you search carefully, those horse thieves must have nowhere to hide."

"But what if someone provides them with accommodation?"

"You mean...someone is behind this matter?"

"right."

Fang Zheng stroked his beard, and a stern look flashed in his eyes: "Our brothers have nothing to say, just do it! No matter who the prince is, in the eyes of His Majesty, can he go beyond the grandson?!"

Who said generals are all rough!

Fang Zheng concluded in an instant that at least a prince was behind this matter.

Fang Xing smiled: "It's either King Zhao or King Jin, but King Jin is more likely."

Fang Zheng clenched his hands, and said with a sneer, "This is to encircle Wei and save Zhao. As long as you can be brought down, Taisun's side will naturally be in chaos."

The two drank in silence for a while, Fang Zheng slapped the table, stood up and said, "The servants I brought back this time are all brave men, and Dehua can use them as much as he wants."

"Thank you, Brother Fang, but this matter should not be publicized. Since His Majesty has chosen to stand still, of course I will not be vague, and everyone will do it."

The most taboo thing for generals in the army is to connect with each other. Once the emperor thinks that your mind is impure, he can leave you idle for any reason in the future.

...

In Beiping City, there is an inn called Yunlai, which is not too big or too small.

Thanks to the blessing of moving the capital to Beiping, the business of the merchants in the city has improved a lot recently.

Chen Dianzhong lazily calculated his calculations, and finally closed the account book, saying in greeting, "Are there any guests? If not, the door will be closed."

The man looked at the sky and said, "Shopkeeper, it's still early!"

Chen Dianzhong said listlessly: "This year is just over, and the original guests are leaving, so let's take a good rest."

"Is the guest officer staying at the hotel?"

At this moment, a man came in with a bag on his back, and the staff rushed to meet him.

Fang Wu smiled: "Shopkeeper, if you want a room, don't be stingy with food, serve two delicious dishes!"

Chen Dianzhong shook his head helplessly, and after Fang Wu went up, he asked someone to close the door.

...

Because of the excellent planning several times, Xie Chen was praised and rewarded by Zhu Gaosui.

As the saying goes, the spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, seeing all the Chang'an flowers in one night, Xie Chen took his eldest son in his early twenties to go shopping today.

"Father, my child feels that His Highness is hopeless in the end, but he is ambitious. As an aide, you are too involved!"

Xie Chen folded his hands and said, "King Zhao is His Majesty's most beloved son.

Let him take care of Beiping, the place where His Majesty's dragon dives. Isn't there any meaning in it? "

"Being a father is just a failure. If His Royal Highness doesn't value you, you and my father and son are probably staying in the village of our hometown at the moment. As a father, you make a living by teaching. What about you? You can only take the exam year after year. But you are not that material after all!"

"Father……"

Xie Chen's son was half guilty, half touched, his eyes were red, Xie Chen smiled and said: "As a father, I also have a plan in it. If it can be achieved, Yao Guangxiao must not let Yao Guangxiao be better than before!"

After Zhu Di Jingnan succeeded, he could be regarded as a talented and generous emperor in the subsequent rule, and the national power of Ming Dynasty has been thriving.

But just like the Tang Dynasty, when someone sets a precedent, future generations will inevitably follow suit.

Why can you be the emperor, but I have to be raised like a pig?

And Yao Guangxiao made those who feel that they are underappreciated feel sympathetic.

He can disrupt the situation with his status as a monk, why do we have to eat bran swallowing vegetables?

Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang's decision to pass the throne to Zhu Yun did not mean to finalize the order of future succession.

As long as the order is not chaotic, there will be no disputes within the Ming royal family.

The father and son bought some fabric jewelry on the street, then had a meal outside, and walked back in a harmonious atmosphere.

"Father, my sister will definitely be happy when she sees these fabrics, but mother will blame you for wasting money again."

Xie Chen thought of his wife and daughter at home, and a soft look appeared on his face. He was about to speak, but saw his son's face full of horror.

This was a high-speed operation: Xie Chen's son received a slap on the back of the neck, collapsed immediately, and was dragged into the alley.

And Xie Chen himself was kicked in, and when he tried to get up with difficulty, a pocket covered his head, and then darkness came...

His fists and feet landed on Xie Chen's body soundlessly, but he clenched his teeth and remained silent, let alone daring to resist.

At the entrance of the alley, a man turned his back to the outside, blocking the sight of those prying eyes.

Xin Laoqi looked coldly at the two servants who were beating Xie Chen violently. Xie Chen, who was trapped in a cloth bag, just groaned, but did not dare to shout. He nodded and waved his right hand.

One servant's toe immediately changed direction and kicked Xie Chen's arm heavily, while another servant kicked out at the same time, aiming at Xie Chen's thigh.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The sound of fracture was very clear in the alley, Xin Lao Qi nodded in satisfaction, and then slipped away with the people.

"Ah... help!"

The severe pain of the fracture was not something Xie Chen could bear, he screamed and pulled the cloth bag on his body with his intact left hand.

Those people don't want my life!

If it was to kill him, all he needed was a knife, and he wouldn't go through all the trouble of beating him up like this.

The cry for help attracted curious eyes, and then someone shouted: "Killer!"

They're gone!

Xie Chen screamed, and finally pulled the cloth bag out of his head, and quickly crawled to his son's side, reaching out his hand to touch his nose.

breathing...