Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Zhu Zhanji is also looking forward to the grand occasion of the cement road connecting east, west, south and north. When the main cross line is completed, the traffic of Daming will rise to a big level.

But Fang Xing thought about the train. He only knows the principles of the steam engine, so he just threw it to the academy to finish the work.

When can you see the train running on Daming's land?

The monarch and the minister were silent, each thinking about different means of transportation.

...

Song Laoshi is now a popular **** in the palace. Since Zhu Zhanji became the throne, he has been promoted according to Huang Yan's merits during his rebellion.

Although Song Laoshi now has no one under his command, he still has his place in front of the Qing Palace.

With a water hyacinth hanging from his waist, he squatted on the ground shoveling the stains with the piece of iron that had cut the rope that bound him at the time.

Sunshine is good, but it is a big problem for Song Laoshi who wants to make the outside of the Palace of Qianqing immaculate.

He squinted, enduring the uncomfortable pain of the reflected light, carefully shoveling a piece of new mud, ignoring the rest.

People come and go, everyone is accustomed to seeing this figure in front of the Qianqing Palace, and still shuttles endlessly.

"It's mud outside the city!"

After Song Honest finished cleaning up, he exclaimed joyfully, and then he saw someone.

Pale complexion, sluggish expression, horrified eyes.

This is a young man in his twenties, looking very tired, dressed in common clothes and restrained in manners. His hair is still wet, mostly just after bathing.

"Who are you?"

Song honestly felt that he saw a good friend, so he got up and asked.

Behind the young man were three eunuchs, and one of them said in the middle of the term: "Song Honest, don't worry about it. Jian Shuren, please go up."

The young man's body trembled and smiled at Song Honestly, and then slowly climbed up the stairs, his feet heavy, as if he did not want to enter the hall.

Honestly Song watched the young man slowly go up, somehow, he remembered the frightened eyes just now, and said, "Don't bully him!"

The young man stopped, then looked back. He squeezed a smile at Song Honest again, and said with difficulty: "Much...thank you."

Song Honestly grinned and waved: "If you have been bullied, you need to file a complaint with your Majesty and ask for a snack."

The young man nodded and turned back into the hall.

The old **** who stayed below looked nervously at the young man's back and couldn't help rubbing his hands.

...

"The Jian Shuren is here?"

Fang Xing glanced at Zhu Zhanji, frowned and said, "You..."

"Let him in."

After Zhu Zhanji gave the order, he said: "I just want to see him. What happened back then can't tell right or wrong, but he is innocent. When I meet each other, he will calm his heart, and it is my heart."

When Fang Xing saw Jian Shuren, he couldn't bear it.

This is a frightened young man!

"I have seen... I have seen your Majesty."

His etiquette was probably taught along the way, so it looked neat.

But when he looked up, he burst into tears.

"who am I?"

Zhu Wengui was imprisoned in the Guang'an Palace in Fengyang since he was two years old, and there was no one beside him except the **** he was serving.

The bewildered Zhu Wengui forgot to be afraid, and just asked: "Who am I?"

"You are my cousin."

Zhu Zhanji took a deep breath and said with difficulty.

Zhu Wengui asked blankly: "What is my cousin?"

"I don't know, I'm a little scared, I want to follow along, wherever you go? Follow along! Follow along!"

Zhu Wengui looked around with some trepidation.

"Your Majesty, Sui'an is... the only **** who serves by Jian Shuren."

Zhu Wengui was imprisoned in the Guang'an Palace. Since his infancy, he has only been around an old eunuch. Only food is provided outside, and his only relative is the old **** named Sui'an...

His cognition of the outside world originated from that Sui An!

"Your Majesty, Jian Shuren... don't know anything, not even cattle and sheep..."

Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said, "Is that coming with Encore? Let him in."

Later, an old hunchback **** was led in.

"His Royal Highness..."

As soon as the old **** saw Zhu Wengui who was panicked, he tremblingly passed by, hugged him, and whispered: "Your Highness, it's okay, it's okay."

Zhu Zhanji watched this scene dumbly.

Zhu Wengui cried in the arms of the old eunuch: "Follow An, we go back, we go home."

The old **** comforted: "Okay, let's go back and go home."

After Zhu Wengui's mood stabilized, the old **** knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, your Royal Highness is a little bit ignorant of world affairs. If there is any offense, please punish the old slave."

"You...get up."

After the old **** got up, Zhu Zhanji asked, "Is it difficult in Fengyang?"

The old **** smiled, and saw that most of his teeth were missing. He said: "Your Majesty, the old slave and His Royal Highness depended on each other in the Guang'an Palace, but there was a lot less intrigue. It's okay."

This is an **** who has forgotten life and death!

He actually dared to call Zhu Wengui his Highness, so presumptuous!

Zhu Zhanji did not care, he said: "Jian Shuren's age is almost the same, I am going to find him a daughter-in-law, what do you think?"

Zhu Zhanji was respecting the old eunuch, and he actually asked the other party's parents.

The people in the hall were in awe.

They admired Sui'an and Zhu Zhanji's heart.

Sui'an grinned and knelt down and said: "His Royal Highness is already an adult, and the old slave has always wanted to let His Highness have a woman who can take care of him. Thank you, Your Majesty!"

He kowtowed after speaking. The sound of the collision between the forehead and the floor tiles silenced the hall.

Zhu Zhanji asked someone to help him up and said: "You are fine. I am going to let Jian Shuren live outside Fengyang Palace. Then you will help him look at the place, and I will ask Fengyang to send a few more waiters. People who live in the past will live a good life."

Sui'an's eyes darkened, and said: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, Your Majesty just wants to live in peace, and has no such thoughts."

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "I haven't thought about this, but I just want to find someone to help you. I will give you money and food every month. If it is missed, I can go to the capital and I will deal with it."

Sui An Ying, Zhu Wengui looked at him blankly, and asked, "Sui An, what is money and food?"

Sui An heard the words and said lovingly: "His Royal Highness, money can buy food and food, and food is the food we eat on weekdays."

Zhu Wengui said joyfully: "Can you eat meat then?"

Sui'an's eyes are a little red~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He choked up and said: "Yes, when I turn around, the old slave will make meat for His Highness to eat."

Watching this scene, Zhu Zhanji only felt bored in his chest, and said, "You can go in and out freely in Fengyang in the future. If you want to go out of the city, just go. Okay, go."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Following An's ecstatic thanksgiving, Zhu Wengui stood there blankly, but didn't know that he had been detained for decades.

...

Fang Xing and Zhu Wengui left the hall together. Zhu Wengui could not live in the palace, and Zhu Zhanji was not at ease living in an inn or other places. He was worried that some people would use it as an introduction, so he let him live in Fang Xing's house.

When descending the steps, Fang Xing noticed that Zhu Wengui was supporting Suan, and Suan was also naturally resting on his shoulders. The two cuddled down like a father and son.

"Who bullied you?"

Honestly Song asked when he saw Zhu Wengui's appearance below, and smiled with An, "Thank you, father-in-law."

"Father-in-law?"

Song Honest was a little dazed. When he saw Fang wake up, he said: "Uncle Xinghe, my mother said that I prepared some good dishes for you, and I will give it to you next time."

Fang Xing walked down and smiled: "Don't worry about your mother. Also, remember to eat the snack to avoid wasting it."

Song Honestly shook his head, his heart was a little obsessive-the dim sum was the best, so he had to leave it to his mother.

In the hall behind him, Zhu Zhanji sighed and said: "Van princes and vassals, the source of the struggle, how should I place you..."

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