Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Thanks to the book friend: "aeonsea" for the great reward!

Thanks to the book friend: "Wolves butchering wolves" for the great reward!

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When Zhu Zhanji left the palace, he happened to meet Zhu Gaosui and entered the palace. After the two met outside, Zhu Zhanji greeted him, and Zhu Gaosui also asked his body with a smile. For a while, the atmosphere of the two uncles and nephews was harmonious.

Zhu Zhanji watched Zhu Gaosui in, and then got on his horse thoughtfully and left.

Towards the end of the year, the people had a lot of difficulty in living money, so they dragged their children and girls out to purchase some supplies.

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

Potatoes were first spread and planted in the Beiping and Jinling areas, so eating a full meal is no longer a luxury for the people. At least Zhu Zhanji saw that the faces of these people were more ruddy.

"Father, we still have to buy a lot of things. My sister is married to Juren anyway, and my brother-in-law's academic test is very easy. Let's not embarrass my sister."

"Well, for the father, I know that the prince has a big head. Anyway, our family can be more decent. Let's go and take a look."

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

Zhu Zhanji watched not far away, and Jia Quan approached him and said: "His Royal Highness, since Xie Chen has broken his leg, he has been more valued by King Zhao. Recently, he is going to marry his daughter. It shouldn't be a problem."

Zhu Zhanji said faintly: "This is the ascension of a chicken and a dog, but I just hope that I don't regret it."

Jia Quan was stunned. He felt that Zhu Zhanji's anger became a lot after he left the palace, which was inexplicable.

After a round, Zhu Zhanji returned to the mansion.

"Bah!"

...

Soon, Taisun got angry because of a cup of tea that was too hot.

Fang Xing only found out in the afternoon, he just hummed, and then wandered into the palace again.

"Why are you entering the palace again?"

Zhu Gaochi got a headache when he saw Fang Xing, and even lost his appetite for the bowl of cheese just out of the pot.

Fang Xing said solemnly: "His Royal Highness, the minister has heard someone speak ill of the minister behind his back."

Zhu Gaochi was startled, his eyes sharpened suddenly, "Who do you think it is?"

Fang Xing arched his hands and said: "His Royal Highness, when the minister and grandson were taking care of the treasure bill exchange in Jinling, some people made small actions behind their backs. The minister warned him a lot, probably with a grudge."

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

Fang Xing said: "The minister is anxious, and it is inevitable that he will be a little bit eager to do things, and offend others. But there is no doubt that the minister's enthusiasm for Daming is undoubted. ."

Zhu Gaochi's body leaned back and looked at Fang Xing coldly and said, "My palace knows, you can withdraw."

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

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

"His Royal Highness, the Chen has just found a copy of Ma Duan's documents through the test. Chen He and Yinzhen have been researching for two days, and they have confirmed that it is the original Ma Duan."

While Zhu Gaochi was meditating, a hearty voice came, and he rarely smiled and said, "Is it honest, come in."

Long robes with wide sleeves, even in early winter, are still singles.

Wen Fang just walked in freely and presented the book he was holding after saluting.

Zhu Gaochi took the book, turned it slowly, and nodded, "It's Ma Duan's handwriting, but unfortunately there is only one volume."

Wen Fang waved his sleeves and said: "His Royal Highness, Ma Duan's set of books is complicated and difficult to collect. The minister finally received three volumes in the south, and he waited for the minister to write to his home and ask them to send it over."

Zhu Gaochi nodded and said approvingly: "This book is of great benefit to this palace, and it's been hard to speak honestly."

Wen Fang knelt down and said: "His Royal Highness Longzhang Fengzi, imaginary, and the minister only hates that he has learned very little, which is not enough to assist His Highness."

Zhu Gaochi smiled and said: "No matter, after all, you have to master the classics in the court. You can't be in a hurry. You and Yinzhen will do it slowly."

This was like a promise, Wen Fang stood up and said: "The minister obeyed?"

...

Fang Xing smiled and went out of the palace. There was nothing unusual about going home, and he still had a good appetite.

After dinner, Fang woke up to the study room with a letter on the table.

"Master, it was sent by Xue Huamin, saying that it was so that the master didn't have to worry, it's still early."

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

Opening the letter, the handwriting was not Zhang Fu's, Fang Xing shook his head and smiled.

——Wen Fang and Zhang Mao are currently serving as Secretary-General of Zhan Shifu. The prince often talks with them about Confucianism, and even talks with them when they are interested.

Fang Xing awkwardly lit the letter paper, and then slowly put it in the basin.

"hiss……"

At the end of the burning, Fang Xing was in a daze, let go a little later, and was licked by the flames.

Rubbing his fingers, Fang Xing closed his eyes, thinking quietly.

After not knowing how long, Fang Xing suddenly felt that something was wrong, and his body was aroused, and he opened his eyes.

"Have you encountered something difficult?"

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

Fang Xing rubbed his face and said, "It's not that it is, it's just a little disgusting and worried."

Xie Jin put the book down and frowned, "Dehua, you used to be optimistic and energetic, but you look at yourself now, like a government official who is deeply trapped in it and unable to extricate himself, why bother?"

Fang Xing picked up the chilled tea on the table, drank it, and said comfortably: "The world is suffering. If I have been living in Fangjiazhuang and not involved in world affairs, I will naturally be at ease, but now Da Ming is everywhere with my traces. If I retreat, it would be a dead end, and those literati and officials would fight back frantically, endlessly!"

"If I don't know Taisun, then I can look at it coldly. But..."

Xie Jin's eyes drenched and asked, "But it's Taisun's business? Who?"

Fang Xing smiled bitterly and pointed to Dongfang, Xie Jin closed his eyes, and sighed slightly...

"Why? Is it related to your majesty's body?"

Xie Jin's waist suddenly collapsed, and the whole person looked a little tired.

Fang Xing said: "I don't know, someone is secretly bewitching, but for those with determined minds, the bewitching doesn't work, so I feel a little depressed."

Xie Jin sighed: "You entered the palace this afternoon for this? Has it fallen out?"

"No~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but I wanted to take the matter to myself, but he refused."

Xie Jin patted the table lightly, and said helplessly: "If the son is strong and the father is weak, this is the way to bring disaster! Your Majesty was eager after all."

Fang Xing got up and moved his waist, and sighed: "I have been resting since Bei Zheng came back. The meat is full, Mr. Xie, how about going to the beach for fishing someday? Braised, steamed, barbecued, hot pot... Tsk! Just think about it. Drooling."

Xie Jin smiled and said, "What's the matter? Let's take all the people from the college at that time. I heard that there will be a strong wind on the beach, and people can fly to the sky. The old man has long wanted to see it."

Fang Xing frowned and said, "It's a typhoon, which occurs every year by the sea. The wind can blow the wooden house, break the big tree, and the seawater will invert. Mr. Xie, that power is nothing compared to it, it's overwhelming!"

Xie Jin also smiled and said, "That's good, then we will build some stone houses, open the door secretly, and find a student who has done a good job..."

The lights in the study were always on, and there was hearty laughter from time to time.