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    When Fang Xing arrived at the street where Jin Zhong¡¯s house was, he saw white.

    Fang Xing got off his horse and walked to the door of Jin's house. He looked at the simple mourning hall inside, took a deep breath, and then stepped in.

    The housekeeper was outside the mourning hall, and Fang Xing was the first person to come to pay homage to Jin Zhong.

    "Uncle"

    The old housekeeper hunched over and said, "I told you before I left Your Highness."

    "Your Highness must be fine."

    Fang Xing said solemnly.

    The housekeeper did not invite him in, but said with some embarrassment: "Uncle, my young master is stillstill immature. The master has gone, and you have seen it. The door is deserted. There is nothing I can do about it!"

    When I was young, I had to worry about relatives coming to raid my home, and even more worried about being bullied.  Moreover, Jinda will have to study, marry, and become an official in the future, all of which require the help of his elders.

    At this time, Xin Laoqi came in from the door. He came over and said, "Master, capture Wei Lili."

    "went well?"

    "It was okay. I thought he would resist, but when the Black Thorn man pulled out the knife, he knelt on the ground and cried that Yuan Xi had harmed him. Then the Black Thorn man took him to look for Yuan Xi."

    Fang Xing nodded and entered the mourning hall.

    There were several women in the mourning hall. When they saw him coming in, they were frightened and hurriedly lowered their heads and hid on the side.

    Jinda knelt beside the coffin, and kowtowed when Fang woke up. Tears fell down, and the choking sound was uncomfortable.

    Fang Xing walked over and leaned over to look at Jin Zhong, who was lying in the coffin, his face pale and thin.

    "You came¡­¡­"

    Jin Zhong¡¯s words in front of Chengtian Gate rang in Fang Xing¡¯s ears, and the pleased look in his eyes was still vivid in his mind.

    "I'm here, you don't worry, I will take care of your posthumous affairs, and I will also take care of Jinda's future affairs. I hope you can rest in peace I have arrangements for His Highness, and nothing will happen to you. Everyone will remember it.  Youno one is better than you"

    Fang Xing turned sideways and looked at Jinda, who was still sobbing, and said: "Don't worry, you can go to the academy after the boss's funeral arrangements are settled. No one will dare to bully you in the future. Be good, be good"

    "Thank you uncle!"

    While Jinda was still confused, the housekeeper was already ecstatic and knelt down to thank him.

    ? ?Every older person will know a truth: the tea will cool down when you are gone!

    Jin Zhong is gone, even if the royal family gives him a good posthumous title, it will only warm him for a while.  Jinda is young and having no one to help her will be a big problem in the future.

    Fang Xing nodded and said: "There is a bit of chaos in the palace at the moment. The Queen will definitely send someone later, that's all. Then those families will come to offer sacrifices, so prepare the manpower."

    Fang Xing didn¡¯t say anything about sending anyone to help, but the housekeeper was grateful, knowing that this was to save face for the Jin family.

    If the Jin family handles this funeral well by their own strength, Jin Da's reputation will rise to a higher level.  In the future, no matter whether it is to become an official or something else, reputation will be a stepping stone and can bring a lot of advantages.

    "This is what the dead did to the living!"

    Fang Xing stood outside the door of Jin's house, looking at the dots of lights outside, feeling the silence of the capital, and feeling like he was in another world.

    A horse rushed over and reined in the horse. The black thorn on the horse said: "Uncle, we have found the place where Yuan Xi and others are."

    Fang Xing's eyes flashed brightly, he mounted his horse and said, "Let's go see those ground rats!"

    ¡­¡­

    There is a residential area not far from Gongyuan. It is close to Gongyuan and is quite quiet.

    In a small courtyard in the middle of this residential area, a light swayed and shone on Yuan Xi's face, which looked gloomy.

    "It failed, but it's okay. His Highness was not involved. As long as we escape this disaster, we can make a comeback in the future."

    Lei Du sat opposite him, lowered his head and said quietly: "There is something wrong with your plan. I have thought about it. Even if Fang Xing cannot wake up, those martial artists will not let it go."

    Yuan Xi said calmly: "It depends on the prince. If things happen there, what will happen to those martial arts?"

    "It's good to intercept and kill the prince, but" Lei Du's eyes lit up and asked: "Could it be that Prince Xiang"

    Yuan Xi shook his head and said: "Huang Yan said that Prince Xiang's temperament is a bit fake. If he has the opportunity to sit on that throne, he will definitely not refuse."

    "He wants to succeed but is timid, do you understand? We are just unlucky and happened to meet Fang Xing returning to Beijing."

    This is how people are, what happens after failureThe other side looked at him.

    "Uncle Xinghe, is your Highness sure? You must know that King Jin is a man of great wealth. If His HighnessUncle Xinghe, it will be too late for you to regret it."

    "Yes, Uncle Xinghe, His Highness is probably traveling both ways this time, and there will definitely not be many people around him. If those traitors intercept us the Ming Dynasty will be in danger!"

    "My Majesty mentioned this matter just now, saying that she wanted you, Uncle Xinghe, to go out and meet His Highness."

    Fang Xing nodded and said, "Then let someone tell the queen that I will go there right away. But who will guard the city? The Shenji Camp is a little thin, so maybe we should bring out the Suzaku Guards. As for the palace  , let Liang Zhong organize the people, and keep them under control for now. It won¡¯t be too late to slowly screen them after His Highness returns to Beijing. After all, it should feel good to wait in despair."

    Yang Rong thought this arrangement was good, so he asked everyone for their opinions.

    At this time, Zhu Zhanji is not here, and the queen can only be the boss, a puppet, and the people in front of her are the ones who make the decision.

    "It's okay. Song Jianran is cautious. The Suzaku Guard has never made any big mistakes, and there are Xuanwu Guards watching, so it's okay."

    "The Shenji camp has An Hou watching from a distance. This is a three-legged stance, good!"

    ""

    This group of people were discussing, analyzing people's hearts and the current situation from time to time, and forgot about Fang Xing.

    He is good at being internal, but lacks in a large pattern.

    This is what the important ministers of the Ming Dynasty look like now.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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