Chapter 984: Zhu Jixuan, Who Became Angry From Embarrassment, Fang Dehua, Who Broke Into the Palace

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"Your Highness, there are rumors that when Xinghe Bo worshiped, someone in the mausoleum spoke... and it sounded like the old prince's voice."

Zhu Jixuan's complexion was ugly, he specially found a long sword and held it in his hand, his eyes roamed around.

"Substitution! Replace all those people, and then...um!"

The long sword flashed a cold light, and made a slight false cut, just like Zhu Jixuan's expression at this time, full of murderous aura.

Zhu Jixuan always felt that his eyelids were twitching, he fidgeted and said, "Could this matter be fake?"

The person who came said: "Your Highness, Zhou Ting was in a panic that day, and was questioning his subordinates one by one."

"Then hurry up and clean up!"

Zhu Jixuan sighed, this is a guilty conscience, if this matter is false, Zhou Ting will come to report to him immediately.

So... is it really a ghost?

Zhu Jixuan blinked his eyes, shrank his body back, his eyes were terrified, and he looked around for something.

The people below could see it - the prince felt guilty and scared!

What is he afraid of?

The people below muttered in their hearts, and their eyes were not quite right.

As a leader, you have to always keep calm, no matter what happens, don't show timidity.

As soon as you show your timidity, the hearts of the people below will disperse and become active.

Zhu Jixuan coughed dryly, turned his eyes and said, "This matter is fine, it's just some villain's slander, send someone to investigate, and deal with everything found."

At this time, the vassal king hadn't just sat and waited to die, so Zhu Jixuan dared to be so coquettish. In another hundred years, if he dared to raid the city and deal with a large number of civilians privately, the magistrate's bullets would probably overwhelm the emperor's case.

The people below think about it too. If the emperor of Ming Dynasty is Zhu Di, then the emperor of Taiyuan is Zhu Jixuan.

Seeing the relaxed expressions of his subordinates, Zhu Jixuan cursed secretly in his heart, and said, "Go and ask Fang Xing alone, what is he doing in Taiyuan?"

The black-robed man bowed his head to accept the order, and was about to go out when the man who had dealt with the sergeant guarding the mausoleum came back with a panicked expression on his face.

The black-robed man was stunned, seeing this man running in, he said anxiously, "Your Highness, there are rumors outside, saying yes... saying yes..."

"Say what?"

Zhu Jixuan asked with gritted teeth, the long sword in his hand almost couldn't help but want to throw it.

The man was trembling all over and said: "Your Highness, there are rumors that it is His Highness that you...want...want to kill..."

"Kill and silence!"

"Shameless!"

The long sword in Zhu Jixuan's hand was finally thrown out, the man lowered his head subconsciously, and then the long sword flew over his head.

It's dangerous!

"Nonsense! This is slander! This is shameless slander! This king wants to appeal to His Majesty and impeach Fang Xing! Want..."

What are you going to do?

The people below all lowered their heads, knowing in their hearts that the prince's first test after coming to power was coming.

"Come here, wait for me to write a letter!"

The letter was written to Zhu Gaosui. In the letter, Zhu Jixuan first recalled the "deep friendship" between the two, and then said that Taiyuan is "rich in products", which can be called a treasure land and so on.

In the end, as soon as the pen was turned, the murderous aura came out.

"...Then Fang woke up and went to Taiyuan City, causing troubles all day long, and the people in the city were miserable! The little brother was forced to endure because he didn't know why this person came..."

After writing the letter, Zhu Jixuan hastily arranged for someone to deliver it to Peiping.

"There must be a reply, otherwise you don't have to come back!"

The messenger went away with a sad face, and the man in black said: "Your Highness, King Zhao is intelligent, so he will definitely not leave us a pen and ink."

Letters are evidence, and most people with ghosts in their hearts will handle their pen and ink carefully.

Zhu Jixuan scolded: "Then go steal, go cheat, and cheat the king of his pen and ink!"

With Zhu Gaosui's handwritten letter, Zhu Jixuan has confidence in his heart.

"That's His Majesty's beloved son. Only by hooking up with him can we have a good life in the future.

Understand? "

There seemed to be flames burning in Zhu Jixuan's eyes: "You know, the current crown prince is not liked by His Majesty, but King Zhao has been staying in Beiping. Why? It's just that His Majesty is still waiting for the opportunity."

Encouraging his subordinates is also a science. A leader who can make his subordinates cheer up and scream with a few words must have great ability.

"I heard that the prince's feet are getting worse and worse. He can't walk without someone to help him. He has to be carried when he goes in and out. Look at the history books. Which generation of the prince is so useless? So the opportunity is in the future, everyone wants If we work together, after we succeed, we will naturally rise with the tide!"

The three people below all nodded one after another, and their eyes also showed great ambition.

As long as people have the opportunity to improve, they will grasp it consciously or unconsciously. This is instinct.

Without this instinct, human beings will not progress so fast, perhaps they are still in the process of slash-and-burn cultivation. Every day, he runs around with a few leaves wrapped around his lower body, climbing trees better than apes.

Zhu Jixuan nodded in satisfaction, and was about to give a few words of encouragement when there was a commotion outside, and then a guard came in and said, "Your Highness, Xing Hebo is at the gate, threatening to break in."

Zhu Jixuan's eyes flashed sharply, he got up and said, "How many people did he bring?"

The guard thought of the group of sergeants behind Fang Xing who were exuding coldness, and said coldly, "Your Highness, there are more than a hundred people, just one hundred households."

Zhu Jixuan kicked over the chair and roared angrily: "Call the guards, I want to see what Fang Xing wants to do today!"

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At the gate of Prince Jin's Mansion, Fang Xing looked at the plaque with his hands folded, and said in amazement: "Who wrote this word? Find it out, and ask him to write eight or ten sheets for Ben Bo."

Fang Xing has a problem with collecting calligraphy and paintings. This problem has been widely known, and everyone thinks it is an 'elegant disease'.

Huang Zhong coughed dryly: "Uncle, this man is probably gone."

Fang Xing turned around and saw that the common people were watching the excitement from a distance away, obviously the fear of the Prince Jin's Mansion had been deeply rooted in his bones.

"This is the sweetness of power!"

Huang Zhong said: "Uncle, these are only a few."

Fang Xing shook his head and said: "The county magistrate who broke the family, the governor who killed the family, does not have a set of detailed laws to restrain the upper and lower levels, and does not have an effective monitoring system, so don't think about the government!"

"Uncle, someone is here."

Fang Xing turned around, looked at the menacing palace guards rushing over, and said with a smile, "Did Zuo Wei go in?"

Old Seven Xin said in a low voice: "He went in, just now when the gate was in a mess, Xiaodao led him in."

Hearing this, Fang Xing was determined, so he went up to meet her.

At this time, the momentum cannot be lost. Seeing this, Lao Qi's eyes flashed fiercely, and he shouted: "Follow up, who dares to draw the sword against the master and hack him to death!"

So a scene similar to the gang conflict in later generations appeared on the scene.

Fang Xing led the way, followed by more than a hundred soldiers scouting hundreds of households.

But the other side was obviously much inferior. The guards were in front, but Zhu Jixuan was nowhere to be seen.

"A shrunken egg is also worthy of being a king!"

The distance between the two sides was ten meters, Fang Xing raised his hand, and both sides stood still.

"Fang Xing, what did you intend to do when you broke into the palace?!"