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Fang Xing went to Taisun Mansion and happened to meet Sun Xiang.
After Sun Xiang dismounted, he cupped his hands and said, "Uncle Xinghe, it's been a long time."
Last time he was beaten by Zhu Di because Fang Xing exposed the affairs of the Japanese royal family, but now his face was still calm.
"Eunuch Sun is very polite."
Fang Xing cupped his hands casually, then walked into Taisun's Mansion.
Sun Xiang squinted at Fang Xing's back, and then saw the concierge greeting him diligently.
"Uncle, are you here to look for His Highness? It just so happens that today is a crisp autumn day, and Your Highness is painting in the mansion."
Someone immediately led Fang to wake up. When the concierge saw Sun Xiang, he exclaimed, "Isn't this Sun Fo? Are you also here to find His Highness?"
Sun Xiang¡¯s expression remained unchanged: ¡°Exactly, I have some official business and I want to see His Highness.¡±
The concierge raised his head and said, "It's official business. I don't dare to delay. I'll report it right away."
After the guards guarding the gate saw Sun Xiang, their backs became straighter and straighter.
The skeleton of Dongchang is almost formed by people recruited from Jinyiwei. Now that Jinyiwei is declining, entering Dongchang has become a dream for many people.
Not long after, Yu Jia came out.
"It's Sun Fo! Please come in."
"I don't dare."
Sun Xiang is still very satisfied with the name Sun Fo, which shows his compassion.
A string of Buddhist beads was counting in Sun Xiang's hands, and he lowered his eyes and followed him into Taisun's Mansion.
After walking for a while, passing through several buildings, we came to a pool.
The pools in the north are really lackluster in autumn, except for some fish swimming in the water, pecking at fish food from time to time.
Zhu Zhanji was painting, while Fang Xing was sitting on the big rock next to him, lazily looking at the water.
Yu Jia stopped not far from Zhu Zhanji, and Sun Xiang also stopped.
Fang Xing heard the footsteps, turned around and saw that it was Sun Xiang, and said, "Someone is coming."
Zhu Zhanji didn¡¯t look back and said, ¡°Wait until I finish drawing this fish.¡±
Sun Xiang did not dare to rush, so he had to wait.
About a quarter of an hour later, Zhu Zhanji put down the pen, then moved his wrist to ask someone to take care of the painting.
"Sun Xiang? What are you doing here?"
This Dongchang has more power than Jinyiwei, and Zhu Zhanji doesn't like it very much.
Sun Xiang quickly saluted, and then said: "Your Highness, something happened with Ningyang Marquis Chen Mao. Your Majesty ordered your servants to investigate the relationship between Ningyang Marquis."
Zhu Zhanji had written letters to Chen Mao during his recent trips to the north, so after hearing this, he asked: "Ning Yanghou is a straightforward person, what happened to him?"
Fang Xing was also a little surprised. He had contact with Chen Mao during the Northern Expedition. When Zheng Heng made things difficult for him, Chen Mao offered to help him, so he was doubly surprised to hear that he was involved in the case.
Sun Xiang said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, the Ningyang Marquis is involved in the corruption case at the Ningxia Health Office."
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Fang Xing did not expect that Chen Mao would be involved in the case. Zhu Zhanji was even more surprised and said: "Can someone be taken?"
Zhu Di has a bad temper. If he knew about it, he would probably send someone to Ningxia to get him immediately.
Sun Xiang lowered his eyes and said, "This matter is a memorial to Mr. Ningyang himself. It is regarded as surrendering."
Zhu Zhanji narrowed his eyes and said, "When Ningyang Hou and I were in the north, we wrote letters, most of which were greetings from Ningyang Hou."
Sun Xiang bowed and said, "My slave, please leave."
As a great grandson, Zhu Zhanji was not willing to tell anyone who Chen Mao was familiar with or that he might be colluding with someone. Sun Xiang really didn't dare to ask again.
Even if it is too much to ask the emperor's grandson, if Zhu Zhanji beats him half to death if he refuses to give in, Zhu Di won't say anything.
Zhu Zhanji watched Sun Xiang leave with an expressionless face, and suddenly asked: "Brother Dehua, is there really no limit to the human heart?"
Fang Xing sighed: "Of course there is no limit to the human heart, but strong monitoring and punishment will work on some people, making them always vigilant. But for greedy people, they will become corrupt even with a knife on their necks. This is human nature!¡±
Zhu Zhanji took his painting. The water-colored fish looked interesting, but he tightened his right hand and destroyed the painting.
What a pity!
Fang Xing kept waiting because he wanted to wait for Zhu Zhanji to take the painting home and preserve it well so that future generations could sell it for a lot of money.
"I hate thisImmediately send out a large army to investigate all the officials in the Ming Dynasty. Those who are guilty will be dealt with severely, and those who fail will be killed! Create a peaceful world! "
Zhu Zhanji threw the crumpled painting into the water, and then a few ink clouds bloomed in the water.
"Fellow relatives are no longer reliable! The future of the Ming Dynasty has to rely on children from poor families!"
This boy went to an extreme. Fang Xing said, "You have to pay attention. Many of those who became officials in the imperial examination were from poor families. Why did they become corrupt later? This is not a problem that can be changed by one's background, so if you want to root it out, The only way to resolve this matter is supervision.¡±
Zhu Zhanji's eyes flashed with a stern look, and he shouted: "Those people! Those are the people who are digging up the foundation of the Ming Dynasty! They look gentle and talk about benevolence, justice and morality, but how many of them can be consistent in their words and deeds? How many people are there?!"
Zhu Zhanji¡¯s voice became louder and louder, and those waiting on him all moved away at Yu Jia¡¯s signal.
Fang Xing waved his hand, indicating that Yu Jia should also go further away.
"Probably after traveling from south to north, Zhu Zhanji saw the scars at the foundation of the Ming Dynasty. He was full of resentment for a long time, so his words were a bit scary.
"I wanted to kill at least three prefects along the way, but if I kill them, what about the people who come in their place? It's difficult!"
Zhu Zhanji sighed and said: "I finally know the reason why Grandpa Huang has been immobile. It has too much to do with it, and it's just a headache. It's not worth the loss!"
"But I'm worried that by the time I get there, I won't even dare to move!"
Zhu Zhanji finally showed his weak side. He was breathing rapidly, blinking frequently, and seemed extremely excited.
Fang Xing patted him on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "What are you angry about? If you don't have the skills, why not study down-to-earth and learn how to save everything in the future!"
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Fang Xing didn't feel depressed at all. He had completely forgotten what he had to do with Zhu Zhanji today, and returned home secretly happy.
But when he returned home, what he saw was Tudou pitifully tossing the bell, but Zhang Shuhui was missing.
"Where's Madam?"
Fang Xing first went to kiss Ping An, and then rescued Bell, which had several of its hairs plucked out, from the clutches of Tudou.
"Sir, Madam is discussing matters in the front hall."
"Then I'll go take a look."
Fang Xing didn¡¯t pay attention when he came in and went straight into the inner courtyard.
Xiaobai was a little depressed, she felt that she was too useless.
"Master, how about I settle the score?"
Xiaobai raised his head and said pitifully.
Fang Xing touched her face and smiled: "What are you thinking about? Our family is not in a hurry to ask you to do anything. Let's wait until Ping An is one year old."
"Well, I listen to the young master."
Xiaobai smiled sweetly and rolled his face in Fang Xing's big hand, like a coquettish child.
In the front yard, when Fang Xing walked outside, he heard Zhang Shuhui's voice.
"If there is more land in the future, it will naturally be difficult for the Fang family's farm to continue. Originally I was optimistic about a few pieces of land, but now I am hesitant. Uncle Jielun, what do you think?" (Remember the website address: www. hlnovel.com