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Chapter 1620 The deal with Sai Hazhi

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    Fang Xing returned to Qingshou Temple. Erta and the two assassins, including several monks who had been bribed by them in Qingshou Temple, had been taken away by the Jinyiwei people, but the Jinyiwei commander Sai Hazhi did not leave.  Waiting for Fang to wake up.

    The two went to Mingxin¡¯s quiet room to drink tea.

    After a long silence, Saihazhi suddenly laughed at himself: "I cannot be trusted by the late Emperor and His Majesty. If it were not for the name of my ancestors, I would not have gone to Yunnan to serve as the Xuanfu envoy. As for the position of commander of the Jin Yiwei, it is just excessive."  , Xinghe Bo suddenly showed his kindness, and I feel uneasy!"

    Sai Dianchi, the ancestor of Sai Hazhi, played a huge role in the stability of Yunnan in the early Yuan Dynasty. Later, his descendants also comforted people in Yunnan many times.

    After arriving at Saihazhi, he was also sent to Yunnan by Zhu Yuanzhang.  After Ji Gang's collapse, Zhu Di unexpectedly asked him to take over the position of commander of the Jinyiwei.

    The reputation that generations of people have built in Yunnan has made the Saihazhi family something that the king values ??but is also wary of.

    When Lan Yu conquered Yunnan back then, he tried to reduce this influence, but he still couldn't completely cut it off.

    Fang Xing looked at him with complicated eyes and said: "Your Majesty wants the Jin Yiwei to rest for a while, and you also have the intention of taking care of your retirement. Mr. Sai, the Jin Yiwei Hundred Household Officer Shenyang is about to return to Beijing. That is Fang's person,  Please take care of me Sir Sai."

    He finally classified Shenyang as his own, giving Zhu Zhanji a good reputation.

    "The reputation of the Jin Yiwei is not good. I am just watching them and not causing trouble. Neither the late emperor nor Your Majesty has any intention of using the Jin Yiwei again. I will always keep watch and wait for the right opportunity to beg for the bones."

    Since he took over the position of commander of Jinyiwei, Sai Hazhi knew very clearly what he should do.

    Fang Xing smiled and said, "Master Sai has made great contributions to the country, and his blessings should extend to his descendants."

    Sai Hazhi nodded and said: "Your Highness Yingguo, I only hate that I am old"

    Fang Xing stood up and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Sai."

    The two quietly completed an exchange of interests: Sai Hazhi promised to take care of Shenyang, while Fang Xing promised to treat Sai Hazhi's descendants well on behalf of Zhu Zhanji.

    Politics has always been the product of compromise, and even an emperor as powerful as Zhu Di would inevitably have moments of patience.

    After sending Sai Hazhi away, Mingxin came out of nowhere and said with a low eyebrow: "The abbot was a little scared and asked a poor monk to intercede. But this matter really has nothing to do with him."

    "This matter is no longer within my control."

    Qingshou Temple looks more vibrant in early spring. Although the branches are no longer green, you can smell a different smell from winter in the air.

    There was dense moss under the big tree, and a cluster of small mushrooms began to sprout, looking tender.

    The quiet room where Fang Xing lives is located in the middle of two small woods and is extremely quiet.  A path leads from front to back, with no end in sight.

    Mingxin stood under the big tree and said with a smile: "The poor monk wanted to go back to Jinling, but after living in Qingshou Temple for a long time, he didn't want to go to Jinling to endure the heat in summer and the cold and damp in winter."

    ¡°It¡¯s a good place.¡±

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Sanskrit sounds came from the distance, Mingxin couldn¡¯t help but lowered her head and started to read along, the treasure is solemn.

    Fang Xing walked slowly along the path. The breeze was slightly cold, but it was refreshing.

    The big trees on both sides are arranged unevenly, but they make people feel more wild.

    Fang Xing curiously searched for novel things under those big trees, but unfortunately he never found any mushrooms.

    However, there are many creatures in early spring, and those bugs also come out and crawl everywhere.

    "It's a pity that Wuyou is not here, otherwise we could still"

    Fang Xing straightened up and saw a familiar face.

    "I have met my uncle. My nephew has not visited his uncle since he arrived in the capital. I am so ashamed!"

    Fang Xing bowed and saluted. Chen Jiahui stroked his beard and said, "You started such a big battle as soon as you arrived in the capital. I'm afraid to see you!"

    Fang Xing smiled and asked, "But has anyone made things difficult for uncle?"

    Chen Jiahui turned around and the two walked forward together.

    "No one is in trouble, it's just that you are beating people in the palace, and some officials outside can't stand it anymore, saying they want to impeach you for being domineering."

    With the relationship between the two families being like this, Chen Jiahui was naturally assigned to Fang Xing¡¯s party, so there was no hope of promotion in recent years.

    Chen Jiahui tore off a dead branch hanging from the big tree and said slowly: "The late emperor was in control of the affairs of the country. When His Majesty ascends the throne, he will probablyThese are helpless and depressed, but there is no rush!  So His Majesty worked hard little by little and got you back. He was quietly controlling the government while letting you disrupt those tacit understandings.  "

    Fang Xing nodded and kicked the dead branch he tore off to the side of the road. "Whether it is your Majesty or the future king, this kind of fight will continue. Unless we can limit each other's rights and restrain each other, otherwise  Sooner or later there will be big trouble.¡±

    Chen Jiahui said in surprise: "You mean internal friction?"

    "right."

    Several monks came in front, including the abbot. Seeing Fang Xing waiting for guests, they quietly turned around and left.

    ¡°Many internal conflicts that appear to be conflicts of temperament are actually rooted in the struggle for power between the king and his ministers.¡±

    ¡°Whether it is the dispute over the great etiquette or the overt and covert struggle between the Donglin Party and Wei Zhongxian, at its core it is a battle between the emperor and his ministers.

    So the so-called eunuchs are actually the imperial party, and they are just tools used by the emperor to fight against his ministers.

    Emperor Chongzhen was deceived and ended up killing Wei Zhongxian and his party. He probably regretted it when he died for his country in Meishan.

    The two of them walked through the path, and the front suddenly became clear. Meditation rooms and quiet rooms were dotted among them, making it look more lively.

    The abbot and others were talking in the distance, but Fang Xing ignored him and just said to Chen Jiahui: "Uncle, this is a long and dangerous process. If one party goes too far, it will trigger a backlash. Just look at the tug of war between His Majesty and his ministers.  , both sides are wary of it, so be cautious."

    Chen Jiahui is in Shuntian Mansion. Although he is not the center, he knows the political affairs well.  He frowned and said: "This balance is difficult to achieve. Although Your Majesty seems to be tolerant, in your heart you have the stubbornness of the late Emperor, and His Majesty's city is very deep!"

    There are several explanations for the depth of the city, but Fang Xing thought of another one.

    Tolerate!

    But patience is torture for an emperor who is actually very vindictive and somewhat stingy.

    "Your Majesty is a bit stingy and holds grudges! In addition, his health is not good"

    Fang Xing whispered: "That's why Li Shimian was so angry. It was also due to the anxiety caused by His Majesty's inability to control the situation of the court. Uncle, please don't get involved. Your Highness is not the one who studied with those great Confucians before.  He also holds a grudge!"

    Chen Jiahui nodded and said: "There are no emperors who do not hold grudges. They just want to see if they can get revenge. Your Highness Yingguo, so some people are worried. You have to remind His Highness that it is best to return to the capital as soon as possible."

    The abbot over there couldn't help but come over. Fang Xing said, "My nephew knows, but this matter still depends on His Majesty's wishes."

    Chen Jiahui nodded, and then Fang Xing sent him out.

    When I came back, the abbot was already waiting.

    "Uncle Xinghe, those people colluded with each other inside and outside, and then hid in this temple. The poor monk is guilty."

    The abbot's posture was very low, and Fang Xing said calmly: "Jinyiwei has taken over this matter. It is certain that Qingshou Temple has neglected its management. It would be better for the master to correct himself internally first."

    The abbot was overjoyed, clasped his hands together, chanted the name of the Buddha, and then hurriedly led the people away.

    Fang Xing looked at his hurried back and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

    The so-called "being out of the world" is nothing more than a change in mentality.

    With a new mentality, you can still feel the tranquility in the busy city.

    With an impetuous mentality and incomplete six roots, there will be no peace even in the deep mountains.

    But Fang Xing¡¯s heart was not at peace, and he was almost blinded by anger.  If there wasn't a trace of sanity left, he would have cut Erta into pieces at this moment.

    Xin Laoqi came in a hurry and brought the news that Fang Xing desperately needed.

    "Master, we found the instigator!"

    "who?"

    Fang Xing asked with murderous intent in his eyes.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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