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The yard was quiet. Chen Mo came to see Fang Xing. He glanced outside and quickly retreated.
"It's not easy, Your Majesty."
Cao Fei said sincerely: "Uncle Xinghe, you are resting in Shandong, while His Majesty is walking on thin ice in the capital!"
Fang Xing said: "So I am planning to return to Beijing today."
Cao Fei nodded and said: "Then we don't have to be nagging. We have to leave for Beijing immediately. When the matter of canonizing the prince is over, we will go south as early as possible to find out the thoughts of those below as soon as possible."
Fang Xing hesitated to speak, but finally said nothing.
"If it comes to investigation, who is as powerful as Dongchang and Jinyiwei?"
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There were people standing in front of the lobby of Dongchang. An Lun stood there with a murderous look and said, "Those rebellious ministers and thieves said that the eldest son is unworthy. This is slander! This is an evil plot!"
Someone in the stall below said: "Eunuch, the eldest prince is still young, what is wrong with him? It can be seen that those thieves have evil intentions in their hearts. After taking away the leading ones, who of the rest dares to make trouble?"
"Yes, father-in-law, those rebellious ministers and traitors have quite luxurious homes!"
He even mentioned his greed for money. An Lun looked at his subordinates coldly. After his voice became quieter, he said, "Who said His Highness is not virtuous?"
The difference between the two words, eldest prince and eldest highness, represents the attitude towards corn.
The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant, and a stall came out.
He knelt down and slapped himself hard.
An Lun glanced at him, and then said: "The commotion outside this time is not about the position of the prince, but the position of the prince's teacher. Only by understanding this can we, Dongchang, find a place to start."
The stall owner was slapping himself in the face, and An Lun seemed not to see him.
"Now it is Du Qian who is enlightening Your Highness, and then Fang Xing."
An Lun's brows were filled with melancholy, "It's okay with Du Qian, those people just don't want to see Fang Xing become the prince's mentor. They are afraid that the future prince will become like your majesty now. Do you understand?"
Only then did the stall owners below realize that things were not that simple. While their hearts trembled, some people were thinking about how to avoid this whirlpool.
Yes, this is a big whirlpool.
A whirlpool that can swallow countless lives!
An Lun glanced at the butler who was still slapping him, waved his hand slightly, and the butler kowtowed as if he had been granted amnesty, then stood up and went back. Her cheeks were red and swollen, but she didn't dare to cry out in pain.
An Lun glanced at his subordinates, and finally explained: "The emperor's master is so noble, and it also involves the battle between Confucianism and science, but we don't need to worry about these. We only know that we will support the eldest prince's successful ascension to the throne. Your Highness, understand." Yet?"
"understood!"
There were shouts from below.
An Lun waved his hands with satisfaction, and his men dispersed one after another.
An Lun went inside a little tired, and Chen Shi followed him to make tea for him.
"Eunuch, there is no problem for Your Highness to take the title of Crown Prince. Those people really want the title of Imperial Master, so go make trouble with Xing Hebo! Why do you have to ring the bell here with Your Majesty?"
An Lun took a deep breath and felt a little inexplicably excited.
"They are afraid that Fang Xing will take care of them."
Chen Shi said in astonishment: "You are not afraid of Your Majesty if you work with them?"
An Lun took the tea cup and chuckled: "Your Majesty has to take care of the overall situation, but Fang Xing can act stupid and take action, do you understand?"
Chen Shi understood, and was a little envious of Fang Xing's fearless way of doing things.
An Lun glanced at him and warned: "We are His Majesty's domestic slaves. Once our hearts are wild, we can't take them back."
Chen Shi trembled in his heart and quickly expressed his stance: "Don't worry, father-in-law, our family knows what's appropriate."
An Lun nodded, took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "There was a person beside Eunuch Sun back then, also named Chen. You should know his ending, right?"
Chen Gui!
Chen Shi lowered his head and said, "Yes, our family should take this as a warning."
An Lun was very satisfied with Chen Shi's knowledge and said, "Eunuch Sun is already well. Remember to quietly find some monks to chant sutras later."
Chen Shi agreed and then resigned.
An Lun closed the door, turned around, walked to the row of cabinets, and leaned over to unlock the door.
Later he took out a bundle and placed it on the table.
He slowly untied the baggage, gradually revealing what was inside.
This is a tablet.
? ?The position of Sun Xiang!
He placed the memorial tablet on the table and found a small incense burner.
The cigarette was puffy, and An Lun was already sitting cross-legged opposite the memorial tablet.
"Eunuch, I, An Lun, have never forgotten your kindness. I only hope that you can be a human being again, without having to suffer that knife, and live freely."
He silently recited the scriptures, moved his fingers lightly, and the beads slowly began to rotate.
"Those sergeants didn't take care of you, so I took the trick and sent all the sergeants guarding the mausoleum to Hami"
He slowly closed his eyes and moved his lips slightly.
The smoke from the three incense sticks rose slowly, gradually became straight, and then scattered and disappeared.
"Eunuch, Uncle Xinghe has returned to Beijing!"
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Chen Shi¡¯s voice came from outside.
An Lun let out a long breath and glanced at the incense burner. The three sticks of incense had burned out, leaving only three thin wooden sticks of different lengths.
This is life!
Burning from beginning to end!
An Lun stood up and said in a deep voice: "Just pay attention!"
"yes."
The footsteps outside faded away, and An Lun walked over to collect the memorial tablet and the incense burner, and then opened the door.
The smell of sandalwood rushed out, and then a gust of spring breeze blew back, not only blowing back the smoke in the room, but also rolling up the corners of An Lun's robe.
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The spring breeze also blew Fang Xing.
He took his servants into the city and arranged for someone to go home to report the news, but he went into the palace to ask for an audience with the emperor.
"Congratulations, uncle, a tiger father has no dog sons!"
When they were outside the imperial city, the sergeants smiled and congratulated him when they saw him, but they were talking about Tudou's outstanding performance in the martial arts entrance examination.
Fang Xing smiled, cupped his hands and said, "It's just a fluke."
After a few pleasantries, a sergeant saw that Fang Xing was friendly and asked about the situation of the road in Shandong.
"Uncle, if everything is repaired one day, can we go to Jinling to spend the winter? And then come back in the spring."
The army has discipline, so of course this is a luxury.
When Fang Xing saw Yu Jia coming out, he said, "Even if all the repairs are completed, the winter in Jinling is bitingly cold, and the cold wind drills into the bones. It's uncomfortable. It's different from us here."
Then he followed Yu Jia into the palace.
Along the way, Yu Jia just smiled and said it was hard work, and Fang Xing also brushed it off casually.
With Wang Zhen, an ¡®expert¡¯, in the palace, Fang Xing felt that Yu Jia¡¯s little thoughts were really not enough.
He doesn¡¯t know the origin of the Tumubao Incident, but judging from the current situation, many things are probably inseparable from the political situation at that time.
What will become of Wang Zhen?
Fang Xing is more interested in this.
"Uncle Xinghe, His Highness has come to Qianqing Palace frequently recently."
Yu Jia¡¯s sudden show of goodwill did not move Fang Xing, he just hummed.
Yu Jia felt that Fang Xing was a bit arrogant, so she fell silent.
After meeting Zhu Zhanji, Fang Xing briefly talked about the situation of the project in Shandong, and then asked about the appointment of the crown prince.
"Go out and talk."
Zhu Zhanji's demeanor is calm and calm, not angry but self-defeating.
When the two of them got outside, Yu Jia stayed far away.
Zhu Zhanji rubbed his hands and said, "My hands are numb from writing too many words."
Fang Xing nodded.
"My relatives are very interested in martial arts, but most of their children are not good at it. Even I can't turn a blind eye to this assessment. But I don't take it too seriously. I just said that when we recruit students again in the summer, they can all Come on, I¡¯m a lot more relaxed as I age.¡±
The corners of Zhu Zhanji's mouth raised slightly, but he smiled sarcastically.
"Martial arts is a way out for my disciples. If you study hard and do it hard, you will have a path in the future. But looking at their appearance, it is obvious that they have picked up flesh and bones, and they are starting to make a fuss inside. It is really muddy. Not on the wall." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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