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Song Laoshi suddenly became nervous, Fang Xing smiled and said, "But is there something difficult?"
Song Laoshi shook his head and said: "Uncle Xinghe, Your Majesty said that I am very down-to-earth, so what if I can see evil ways?"
Fang Xing understood in his heart, when Yi'an, who was standing further inside, came over.
"Your Highness is still young, and some people are worried about the incompleteness of the soul. Your Majesty said that Mr. Song has no distracting thoughts and can sense evil, so he sent him to follow him all the way."
Song Laoshi glanced at Yi'an coyly, and Fang Xing smiled and said, "Yes! You are the only one in the palace who has no distracting thoughts."
Song Laoshi smiled, trying his best to hide his pride.
Yi'an approached Fang Xing and whispered: "Your Highness is outstanding."
Fang Xing nodded, "Yes, there is no child more outstanding than him."
Yi'an's eyes narrowed slightly and she said, "It's Your Highness."
"This is a family matter."
Fang Xing¡¯s words hit Yi¡¯an hard, and she backed away slightly, then said, ¡°Yes, but that¡¯s His Highness, and he has no family matters.¡±
Fang Xing was stunned, then nodded and said, "That's right, the emperor has no family affairs."
Song Laoshi was pacing around boredly. Yi'an did not shy away from him and said, "Uncle Xinghe, you are always carrying a shell on your back. What are you afraid of?"
Fang Xing was a little embarrassed. His reaction just now was habitual. It was a way of coping that was triggered by the long-term fear of being dug into.
Yi'an's eyes were sharp, "After today, His Highness will be the Crown Prince. How many people will expect him to make mistakes? Uncle Xinghe, as His Highness's teacher, how should you teach His Highness? We slaves naturally dare not say anything, but this is the country. There is no room for failure.¡±
Fang Xing nodded. Whether it was out of personal feelings or the honor and disgrace of the rest of his life, there was no doubt about Yi'an's loyalty to Maize.
Later, when the corn came out, his eyes were confused.
Fang Xing couldn¡¯t bear it when he saw it, so he asked, ¡°Is the hospital ready?¡±
Yi'an said: "We have been prepared for a long time."
Then she hurried over to greet him.
When Corn Xing saw Fang Xing, his eyes lit up, but Fang Xing just shook his head slightly.
This is your destiny!
No one can walk this journey for you.
Corn was a little disappointed, and then he left in a crowd.
This is a road of honor, paved by countless people.
But this is just the beginning, the road ahead will be very difficult, very difficult.
"Uncle Xinghe, I didn't find it in that person."
"This is a disgusting move."
"Who is disgusting?"
"Of course, Your Majesty."
"Then he is the feudal lord?"
Fang Xing turned around and looked at An Lun, "Yes, it's probably them."
An Lun's eyes became brighter, and Fang Xing sighed in his heart and said, "I don't want to remind you, but when you have just been crowned the crown prince and His Majesty is staring at your relatives, it is not a good time to take action. And they are just disgusting people. , just because Your Majesty has just offended the gentry and relatives, he wants to offend the feudal king again, what will that be?"
"Everyone in sight is an enemy."
An Lun cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Uncle Xinghe, for your advice. Our family won't take advantage. If there is something, Uncle Xinghe will pay attention to it."
"What's the matter?"
An Lun smiled a little strangely: "The eldest son of your family Recently, when he had time, he ran near the home of a down-and-out scholar, and met a girl"
Fang Xing¡¯s expression was normal and he said, ¡°Thank you for letting me know.¡±
"You already knew this?"
An Lun asked curiously. In his opinion, it was impossible for Xing Hebo in the future to fall in love with the daughter of a down-and-out scholar.
Fang Xing nodded and said, "Dongchang doesn't need to take care of this matter. Thank you very much."
Fang Xinggong cupped his hands and left.
He knew that Zhu Zhanji might be a little melancholy today, so he was not going to see him.
"The prince is so young!"
"But it looks very majestic."
"That's for sure, the dragon's son and dragon's grandson! How can they not be majestic? If they get closer, I'm afraid they won't be able to stand still!"
¡°Where are the potatoes?¡±
Fang Xing struggled to get out of the crowd, but found that he had forgotten to look at his boy.
¡°Master, the eldest young master¡¯s side has already dispersed.¡±
"That boy"
Fang Xing told his servants to go home and only took Xin Laoqi away.
It's very close to Huanghuafang from East Chang'an Street. Fang Xing bought some pot stickers and ate them on the way, then dismounted and walked slowly into the street with Xin Laoqi.
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"Your father still paints?"
There is a small courtyard outside the back door of the Feng family that has been abandoned for many years. Tudou and Feng Lin were strolling in the courtyard.
Spring is here, and the abandoned yard is full of life.
Feng Lin walked in front, head slightly raised. Although the vegetation in the yard was messy, she was still very happy and her feet were jumping lightly from time to time.
"Of course! My father's paintings are so good. Even if he doesn't do business with rich and powerful families, there are still many people who come to ask for paintings."
The girl wrinkled her nose slightly, feeling a little proud.
Tudou yelled, and when he saw a small tree in front of him, he jumped up slightly, and then pulled off a branch.
¡°Quality and demeanor!¡±
Somewhere on the wall, someone sighed.
Tudou held the branch and bent it randomly in his hand. He glanced at Feng Lin in front of him and said, "Thenwill you go out to deliver paintings in the future?"
"Give it away!"
Feng Lin turned around, tilted his head slightly, his three buns shook slightly, and frowned: "My eldest brother wants to study, my mother wants to take care of the house, and my father wants to paint. Who else will give it to me if I don't give it to him? Well"
She looked at Tudou, and suddenly asked with a puffy face: "Are you trying to say something that girls shouldn't show up in public?"
Tudou waved his hand and said: "No, no, I just said you should be careful when you go out."
"Hey! Are you panicking? You have no future. You should be more generous when dealing with women. Don't bow your head. Otherwise, you will have a good life in the future."
Fang Xing, who was standing on the wall, saw his son waving his hands to explain, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. He felt that one day he would have to find an opportunity to have a heart-to-heart talk with him and talk about the relationship between men and women.
He was lying on the wall watching, and there was a wooden ladder below. Xin Laoqi held the ladder with one foot and helped him look out.
There are very few people in the alley behind, and there are a lot of fallen leaves on the ground. After a winter of wind and rain, those fallen leaves have changed color.
Such fallen leaves naturally cannot inspire poetry and painting, but they can make people easily hear the sound of footsteps.
"Master!"
Xin Laoqi suddenly shouted.
Fang Xing got off the wooden ladder angrily. Xin Laoqi carried the wooden ladder with one hand and took a few steps to the opposite side. Then he put the wooden ladder on the wall. When his feet moved, the person climbed over.
When he turned over, he grabbed the wooden ladder with his right hand, and with a little help from his feet, the wooden ladder flipped in on the wall.
Fang Xing clapped his hands and went to the left.
After just a few steps, a man came out from the corner ahead.
The man stopped when he was about to reach Fang Xing, then quickly glanced ahead, cupped his hands and said, "Uncle, my master's envoy has been invited."
Fang Xing kept walking and asked, "Your master's envoy? Who is your master?"
The man said reservedly: "I cannot tell you my master's identity. I will know it after he meets the envoy."
Fang Xing asked: "Where?"
The man turned sideways and smiled: "It's at the Immortal Residence."
Fang Xing nodded and walked in front without hesitation.
The man looked at Fang Xing¡¯s neck from behind, feeling that this famous general was not worthy of his reputation.
If I attack him from behind, who is the famous general of the Ming Dynasty? hehe! What a joke!
Ahead was the entrance to the alley. The man calmed down and prepared to have a few words with Fang Xing.
"Uncle"
As soon as he managed to smile, his neck felt tight.
This is the hand!
After being horrified, the man recognized that it was a human hand.
He looked at Fang Xing¡¯s back in front of him and opened his mouth to scream for mercy.
The big hand behind him squeezed hard, and the look in the man's eyes gradually dissipated.
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