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    Zhu Zhanji left the palace and met Zhu Gaosui entering the palace.  After the two met outside, Zhu Zhanji exchanged greetings with each other, and Zhu Gaosui also asked about his health with a smile. The atmosphere between the uncle and nephew was harmonious for a while.

    Zhu Zhanji watched Zhu Gaosui enter, then mounted his horse and left thoughtfully.

    As the end of the year approaches, it is difficult for people to have more money in their hands, so they drag their children out to purchase some supplies.

    On the bustling street, Zhu Zhanji walked alone in front, feeling the joy.

    Potatoes were first grown in Peiping and Jinling, so having enough food was no longer a luxury for the people. At least Zhu Zhanji saw that the faces of these people were more rosy.

    "Father, we still have to buy a lot of things. My sister is married to a civil servant after all. It is easy for my brother-in-law to pass the Jinshi exam. We can't embarrass our sister."

    "Well, as my father knows, the prince has a big deal. At least our family can be more dignified. Come on, let's go in and have a look."

    Xie Chen and his son Xie Miao entered a bookstore. Their future son-in-law was Juren, so they had to find some good books to marry him.

    Zhu Zhanji was watching not far away, and Jia Quan stepped forward and said: "Your Highness, Xie Chen has been more valued by King Zhao since he broke his leg. Recently, he is planning to marry his daughter. The man is a civil servant. I heard that his articles are very effective and he is a Jinshi.  It shouldn¡¯t be a problem.¡±

    Zhu Zhanji said calmly: "This is a chicken and a dog ascending to heaven, I just hope you don't regret it."

    Jia Quan was stunned. He felt that Zhu Zhanji had become a lot more angry after leaving the palace, which was inexplicable.

    After walking around in a circle, Zhu Zhanji returned to the mansion.

    "Bang!"

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    Soon, the news spread that Taisun lost his temper because a cup of tea was too hot.

    Fang Xing only found out in the afternoon. He just said yes and then wandered into the palace.

    "Why did you come to the palace again?"

    Zhu Gaochi had a headache when he saw Fang Xing, and even lost his appetite for the bowl of freshly baked cheese in front of him.

    Fang Xing said seriously: "Your Highness, I heard that someone was speaking ill of me behind my back."

    Zhu Gaochi was startled, his eyes suddenly sharp, "Who do you think you are?"

    Fang Xing cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, when I and my grandson were guarding the treasure notes and exchanging them for silver in Jinling, some people made small moves behind my back. I warned them, probably out of grudge."

    Zhu Gaochi said expressionlessly: "What do you want to say?"

    Fang Xing said: "I have an impatient temper, and it is inevitable that I will be a little careless in doing things, and I will offend others without knowing it. But there is no doubt about my enthusiasm for the Ming Dynasty. Your Highness is magnanimous, and you should forgive my recklessness, and I will naturally change it slowly in the future."  .¡±

    Zhu Gaochi leaned back, looked at Fang Xing coldly and said, "I know, please step back."

    Fang Xing bowed and said, "Yes, Your Highness!"

    Seeing Fang Xing turn and leave, Zhu Gaochi's eyes were complicated.

    "Your Highness, I have just found a general examination of Ma Duan's literature. I and Yin Zhen researched it for two days and confirmed that it is the authentic work of Ma Duan."

    Just when Zhu Gaochi was deep in thought, a hearty voice came, and he also showed a rare smile and said: "Is it Yan Cheng? Come in."

    The long robe has wide sleeves, even in early winter, it is still a single garment.

    Wen Fang walked in casually, bowed and presented the book in his hand.

    Zhu Gaochi took the book, flipped through it slowly, nodded and said, "It's Ma Duan's handwriting, but it's a pity that there is only one volume."

    Wen Fang waved his sleeves and said: "Your Highness, this set of books from Ma Duan is complicated and difficult to collect. I finally received three volumes in the south. I will wait for you to go to Xin's home and ask them to send them over."

    Zhu Gaochi nodded and said approvingly: "This book is of great benefit to me. Thank you for your hard work."

    Wen Fang knelt down and said, "Your Highness is so handsome and so humble. I only regret that I have learned so little that I am not able to assist Your Highness."

    Zhu Gaochi smiled and said: "That's all. After all, you have to master the classics in the court. There is no need to be hasty. You and Yin Zhen should take your time."

    These words were like a promise. Wen Fang stood up and said, "Is this your order?"

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    Fang Xing left the palace with a smile, and there was nothing unusual when he returned home. He still had a good appetite.

    After dinner, Fang woke up and went to the study. There was a letter on the table.

    "Master, it was sent by Xue Huamin, saying that I don't have to worry,"??It's early.  "

    Fang Xing nodded, and Fang Wu went out to inspect.

    When he opened the letter, he found that the handwriting was not Zhang Fu's. Fang Xing shook his head and smiled.

    ¡ª¡ªWen Fang and Zhang Mao are currently serving as admonishers in Zhan Shifu. The prince often talks with them about Confucianism. When they become interested, they light up lamps and talk at night.

    Fang Xing lit the letter a little clumsily, and then slowly placed it in the basin.

    "Hiss"

    When the fever reached the end, Fang Xing was in a daze. He let go a little late and was licked by the flames.

    Rubbing his fingers, Fang Xing closed his eyes and thought quietly.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Fang Xing suddenly felt something was wrong, his body trembled, and he opened his eyes.

    "Are you in trouble?"

    Xie Jin sat opposite, holding a book in his hand and reading with gusto.

    Fang Xing rubbed his face and said, "That's not really true. I'm just a little nauseous and worried."

    Xie Jin put down the book and frowned: "Dehua, you used to be optimistic and energetic, but look at yourself now. You look like an official who is overworked with paperwork. You are stuck in it and can't extricate yourself. Why bother?"

    Fang Xing picked up the tea that had already cooled on the table, drank it in one sip, and then said comfortably: "Everyone in the world is suffering. If I had always lived in Fangjiazhuang and not been involved in worldly affairs, I would have been carefree. But now, my traces are everywhere in the Ming Dynasty.  If I retreat, I will be seeking death, and those civil servants and officials will fight back crazily and will not stop until they die!"

    "If I didn't know my great-grandson, then I could naturally watch him with cold eyes. But"

    Xie Jin's eyes flashed and he asked, "But what about the grandson? Who is it?"

    Fang Xing smiled bitterly and pointed to the east. Jie Jin closed his eyes and breathed softly

    "Why? Is it related to His Majesty's body?"

    Xie Jin¡¯s waist suddenly collapsed, and he looked a little tired.

    Fang Xing said: "I don't know, someone is secretly bewitching me, but for people who are determined, the bewitchment doesn't work, so I'm a little depressed."

    Xie Jin sighed: "That's why you came to the palace in the afternoon? Did you have a falling out?"

    "No, but I wanted to take the matter on myself, but he refused."

    Xie Jin patted the table gently and said helplessly: "When a son is strong and the father is weak, this is the way to bring disaster! Your Majesty was finally too eager back then."

    Fang Xing stood up and stretched his waist, and sighed: "I have been resting since I came back from the Northern Expedition, and my cheeks are full of fat. Mr. Xie, how about we go fishing together at the beach someday? Braised in braised sauce, steamed, grilled, hot pot Tsk! I am crying just thinking about it.  Drooling."

    Xie Jin smiled and said: "What's the harm? Let's take everyone from the academy with us then. I heard that there will be strong winds at the seaside, and people can be blown into the sky. I have long wanted to see it."

    Fang Xingxing said with joy, "That's a typhoon. It happens every year at the seaside. That wind can blow away wooden houses, break big trees, and pour seawater back. Mr. Xie, nothing can compare to its power. It's overwhelming!"

    Xie Jin also smiled and said: "That's great, then let's build some stone houses, secretly open the door and have a look, and then find a student who is good at painting"

    The lights in the study room were always on, and hearty laughter could be heard from time to time.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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