Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Early in the morning, walking on the street, a vast expanse of whiteness is in my eyes. Pedestrians are all dressed in plain clothes, and women can't see the traces of makeup and smiles.

Outside the Shuntian Mansion, the person who kneeled after the incense case could not see the side at a glance.

Yu Qian is among them. Among these people are small officials who cannot enter the palace; there are monks and Taoists...

Everyone was crying in the direction of the palace, some crying, some crying, some choking.

After they were over, they went back separately, Yu Qian returned to Shuntian Mansion, listening to the small officials sighing the Emperor Daxing in private, only feeling a little at a loss.

Martial law is already in the capital, and everything is walking slowly in accordance with the rules.

When Jubaoshanwei arrived in the capital, the whole atmosphere was finally detonated.

"His Royal Highness has a helping hand, we must clean up the people!"

In the past few days, everyone has been persuading to advance. Not only the capital, but also the princes from all over the world have quickly sent memorials for one purpose.

——Hurry up to the throne!

"Three resignations, now two resignations, the gathering of Baoshan Guards is just right."

Lu Zhen was very tired. Whether it was Zhu Di's funeral or Zhu Gaochi's ascension to the throne, he had never been so tired.

But Zhu Zhanji didn't have a lot of affection for him, so he had to hold on, and do the emperor Daxing's funeral affairs commendably and impeccably.

This is human spirit!

He was preparing for Zhu Zhanji's enthronement ceremony, his gray hair was a lot more busy, but he didn't dare to complain.

As soon as he left the palace, he saw Fang Xing.

The two arched their hands, and then each went in and out.

Fang Xing's expression was serious, and he found Zhu Zhanji all the way.

"Brother Dehua..."

Zhu Zhanji has been haggard a lot, but he is still in good spirits.

Fang Xing bowed and said, "From now on, you should call me Xinghe Uncle. I will invite you three times tomorrow and I won't mix it up. I will take the Jubao Mountain Guard to patrol the city. "

Zhu Zhanji said in a daze: "Is the emperor really alone?"

This is a lonely young man. Once faced with the situation of enthroning, he found that no one can talk to each other.

Fang Xing sighed: "You think too much. I have no respect for the emperor. Don't worry."

Zhu Zhanji raised his head when he heard the words, and the sun shone on the ground behind Fang Xing's back and reflected, enveloping the two of them.

"Don't worry about becoming a lonely person, as long as you have less suspicion in your heart, I will always be there."

Fang Xing smiled and said: "I watched you grow up along the way. I want to watch you become an outstanding emperor, preferably the most outstanding emperor of Ming Dynasty. Then I will be able to stay in history. Work hard, I will look at you."

Zhu Zhanji exhaled, "I think...but I know it's difficult, and I foresee those difficulties, but I won't back down, Brother Dehua, you have to help me."

Fang Xing nodded, glanced at Yu Jia who was beside him, and said, "I will help you, and countless people will help you. No, we are just people with the same goal. We all want Daming to stand at the top of this world. Therefore, we should ask for the same while reserving differences. When there are more and more people around you, this road will be better and better. The beginning is difficult, you have to work hard."

Fang Xing is gone, before Zhu Zhanji ascends the throne, he will lead the Jubao Mountain Guard to **** him.

"Seeking common ground while reserving differences?"

Zhu Zhanji's eyes were a little dazed. He had imagined who he would pick up after he became the throne, but Fang Xing told him that if he wants to achieve a great cause, he often has to learn to compromise.

The beginning is difficult, this is Fang Xing's encouragement to Zhu Zhanji who is about to become the throne!

Zhu Zhanji's eyes gradually became firm.

...

The footsteps were neat, but the people felt very silent, and the evil spirit slowly soaked into the capital.

Those dark faces were exhausted, and his body was dusty.

This is the Jubao Mountain Guard rushed back from outside the Great Wall.

They looked solemn and entered the capital.

Fang Xing was waiting in front, his eyes solemn.

"Jubao Mountain Guard is back, well, now the capital is peaceful!"

"His Royal Highness is about to ascend the throne. Jubaoshan Guards is here, no one dares to make a mistake."

The soldiers of Suzaku-guard who were patrolling the street couldn't help feeling distressed when they heard these comments. When Huang Yan was seeking rebellion, Song Jianran frankly controlled his subordinates and did not dare to act rashly.

"If we are under Xing He Bo, then we will definitely be able to do meritorious service."

A sergeant admired the way, not only was he envious of Jubaoshan Guard's repeated expeditions, but also conjectured that if Jubaoshan Guard was there, Fang Xing would dare not pull it out and attack the imperial city directly.

"Uncle, the next official will lead his troops to return, please tell me, Uncle!"

Lin Qun'an walked to Fang Xing's body and said loudly.

Fang Xing nodded, and said: "You have worked hard, but you still can't rest. You will patrol the capital immediately and deal with the abnormality immediately until your Royal Highness ascends the throne."

Lin Qun'an nodded, turned around and said loudly: "The ministries will be scattered with small flags, and the inspections will be rotated, and the scope will be allocated immediately!"

Fang Xing watched his subordinates slowly disperse, Lin Qun'an came over and said, "Uncle, Madam and they have already returned to Fangjiazhuang."

Fang Xing smiled, and asked, "Worry-free is it troublesome?"

Remembering the worry of having two older brothers ride horses from time to time along the way, Lin Qun'an smiled and said, "Miss this road is very happy, just because I remembered you a little bit earlier."

"That girl."

Fang Xing's eyebrows softened, and said, "These few days... until your majesty becomes the throne, you must be vigilant, no matter who it is, you can deal with it if you find something wrong, and then you can take a holiday and let the brothers and their families reunite. "

Lin Qun wanted to reunite with his wife and children long ago, and said with joy: "Your Majesty should have a reward after he becomes a throne, and we should be happy at that time."

Fang Xing nodded and watched him leave happily, but he was thinking of Zhu Gaochi in his heart.

Before Zhu Gaochi went to leave a message, the affairs behind him must be simple, and Zhu Zhanji was ready to follow this. The mausoleum is under construction. According to the Ministry of Engineering, it will be completed in three months.

This started a head, and the follow-up emperor is not easy to surpass the head.

Renzong, this is the unanimous call of the posthumous post of Zhu Gaochi from the ruling and the opposition recently, and no one opposes it.

There were old courtiers crying to death in front of the palace, Zhu Zhanji couldn't persuade him, and his purpose was to let Zhu Zhanji, who was about to ascend to the throne, finalize the posthumous name of Renzong.

Zhu Zhanji agreed. This is the general trend, and no one dares to question or object.

Fang Xing walked on the street and saw waves of people heading towards the palace. These were the three invited people, and they would pass their loyalty outside the palace gate.

"The King Jin also sent an envoy."

Zhang Fu has done meritorious service this time, and he led the Wuxuns to question that decree. This is a proper princeling.

The new emperor was in power, Zhu Zhanji was young, and both the ruling and opposition parties believed that he would rule Ming for a long time. Therefore, people who are not recognized by him should not even think about turning over within a few decades, or even in their lifetime.

Fang Xing did not stop, and said, "Xue Lu actually let go of his messenger?"

"This is a household chore of the Heavenly Family, and Yang Wuhou cannot handle it, but can only let it go."

The corners of Fang Xing's mouth curled slightly, and he sarcastically said: "What housework? From his rebellion, this is a national matter. Yang Wuhou should be more decisive, not jealous."

Zhang Fu heard the meaning in the words ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and sighed: "Your Highness is going to do it?"

Fang Xing stopped walking suddenly: "Zhu Jiyi should hang himself to death if he is smart, otherwise he will regret his weakness in a certain high wall."

Zhang Fu nodded. In fact, even if Zhu Zhanji cut Zhu Jiyi a thousand times, no one would raise any objections.

It was a bad luck, and he was about to face revenge from the royal family.

Back home, Fang Xing saw Wuyou at first sight.

"Daddy hasn't come back yet."

Worry-free sitting on the small stool Fang Jaylun found, resting his cheek in his hand, frowning at the ants on the ground.

Fang Jay Lun was as nervous as guarding a priceless treasure, and the servants and maids who came in and out were forced to walk aside by his eyes.

He bent down and said, "Miss, the lord is a great minister! There are so many things to do, and the emperor can't leave it. How about going in first to see the goose?"

Wuyou shook his head, the big insect and the little insect paced from behind, lying on the left and right beside Wuyou, with their tails swinging from time to time, tilting their heads, and sticking out their tongues to please.

Wuyou stretched out Fatty's hand to touch the tops of their heads, and asked, "Big worm, little worm, when will Dad be back?"

The two big dogs wagged their tails, then stood up and looked forward.

Wuyou looked up, and then the frowning little brow gradually unfolded, and suddenly got up and ran over.

"father!"

Fang Xing smiled and hugged her, all the negative emotions these days were left behind, and asked, "Is it fun on the road?"

Wuyou hugged his neck, made faces at the big insects and little insects who followed, and said: "Fun, brother and second brother also took me to ride a horse, and the horse is a little dad."

Both the big and small insects followed behind and jumped up from time to time, trying to lick the worry-free hand, but as a result, their paws slapped Fang Xing's back.

"Then next time Dad will take you to ride a horse, okay?"

"Good, good..."