Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

"...Your safety is naturally arranged for your father. An Lun is the first to take the initiative, just to let his father owe him the favor, the debt of favor is the hardest to pay back, my son!"

Ping An was also called, and Fang Xing was instilling social experience in his two sons.

"My father doesn't like to owe favors, and he happens to know that An Lun is hostile to Yan Dajian, so he follows the trend."

Tudou lowered his head to think, and asked Ping An, "Father, what if Yan Dajian is a good person?"

This kid!

Fang Xing slapped it, and finally turned into rubbing.

He rubbed Ping An's hair away, and then smiled: "Then naturally I will think of a new way. There are many ways to do it. But if you lose your heart, you will have a nightmare."

"The so-called lords must not take into account the morals and principles. They only ask for the purpose and ignore the process. The father is obviously not the lords, so it can survive the three generations of emperors without being liquidated or neglected."

"If you follow the path of ordinary people in the future, the father will naturally not tell you these principles."

Tudou asked suddenly: "Father, what if I and Ping An become the heroic temperament?"

Fang Xing was a little surprised, but still smiled and said, "The father will look at you. As long as it doesn't harm the country and the people, then just do whatever you want."

This is great tolerance.

"Go ahead."

Fang Xing drove away the two sons, and then went to the palace.

"It's all old."

Zhu Zhanji is a bit sad about the current situation, but more uplifted.

The old man is leaving gradually, and the newcomer is gradually taking over. This Ming Dynasty is full of vigor.

Among the current bachelor of auxiliary politics, Yang Rong and the others are not young anymore, and their successors must be considered and gradually promoted and reused.

When these new and old replacements are completed, Daming will be stable, at least there is no need to worry that no one will be available for the prince in the future.

"I have been watching those people jumping up and down during this period of time. Power tempts people's hearts, and even Hu Su is unavoidable. Fortunately, he reaps quickly, otherwise I will naturally have a way to deal with it."

Fang Xing immediately remembered Du Qian, who was very calm recently.

This is the confidant, who is very accurate in the emperor's mind.

"Do you want to become a civil servant?"

Zhu Zhanji suddenly raised this question, and Fang Xing, who was thinking about the direction of the central government, was also taken aback.

He subconsciously said: "No, the civil servants are too tired."

After speaking, a trace of regret developed in his heart, but it dissipated immediately.

"Civil officials are too involved and too troublesome."

Civil officials must integrate into this system to do things, and be trapped in a cage to do things.

Fang Xing is now a wild crane, but he is very detached. It is enough to exert influence on the government.

Zhu Zhanji said with emotion: "After all these years, you still have this temperament, nothing more."

...

Is this a temptation or something?

Fang Xing was thinking about it when he walked out of the Palace of Dry Qing Dynasty.

"Xing He Bo walk slowly."

Yu Jia bid farewell to Fang Xing very kindly.

It shouldn't be!

Fang Xing stopped, remembering what Zhu Zhanji had just said.

What a temptation, this kid is teasing me!

Thinking of the joking in Zhu Zhanji's eyes at the time, Fang Xing couldn't help but want to go back and beat up the kid.

So he turned around, but instead of going back first, it was too noisy behind him.

A group of eunuchs and palace ladies have surrounded Yu Jia, and the flattering words are like a fountain, rushing to Lao Gao, and spread out by the way.

Fang Xing took a look, then walked down the steps.

The **** who sent him out whispered: "Uncle Xinghe, your majesty is picking someone for the eldest princess. It's been many years since slaves and maids have entered the palace..."

Fang Xing didn't listen carefully for the rest. He knew that Yu Jia was already on the edge of the cliff, and she would be crushed if she was not careful.

The emperor personally selects people, and that means paying attention to it. You Yu Jia regards the selection process as an opportunity to win people's hearts and seek personal gain for yourself. This is just looking for death.

As for how and when to die, it depends on the emperor's mood.

"Yu Jia is overwhelmed!"

After Wang Zhen learned of Yu Jia's situation, he just sneered.

He just sat in his room and wrote.

As a former husband, Wang Zhen has knowledge that people in the palace lack.

How to make the most of one's abilities has always been a difficult question.

And Wang Zhen's method is to teach.

He was teaching before entering the palace, and he was still teaching after entering the palace.

It's just that the students have changed from normal people to eunuchs and palace ladies who can't get out.

Master of Heaven and Earth, the teacher is at the end, but he can surpass the students.

With this kind of psychological advantage, Wang Zhen's life in the palace is very chic, if it weren't for Yu Jia to stare at Concubine Sun, he would be chic forever.

"Yun Wuxin came out of Xiu, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps going!"

He put the brush aside, and then called someone to clean it up.

The one who came to clean up was a court lady named Xiangyun, a very auspicious name.

Xiangyun cleaned up the desk, and went over to squeeze Wang Zhen's shoulders, still smiling.

"You, you, don't giggle, lest you be considered a fool."

Wang Zhen patted the hand on his shoulder, and then pulled the small and exquisite Xiangyun to his lap.

After a kiss, Wang Zhen's face flushed, and he said, "If you really want to be less tempted, it will be uncomfortable."

Xiangyun's complexion was crimson, his body twisted, and he said, "Father-in-law, Grandpa Yu is so lively there!"

Wang Zhen hugged her and said, "Buzz? Remember, being lively in the palace is just looking for death. No matter how powerful you are, you have to hold back. If you take the benefits, you still make noise everywhere. Why are these people not dying?"

Xiangyun felt that the man holding her was so wise. She touched Wang Zhen's face and said idiotically: "Father-in-law, you should go to the palace."

Wang Zhen smiled slightly and said, "There is the target of public criticism, so let's wait for Yu Jia to kill herself."

...

"Yu Jia is afraid that there will be no good results."

Fang Xing’s and Wang Zhen’s views are surprisingly consistent. Wang Zhen is guessing by people’s hearts, while Fang Xing knows Zhu Zhanji’s temperament~www.NovelMTL.com~ The emperor has become more calm, seemingly indifferent to trivial matters, but Who can provoke the emperor? Even if it only steals a small amount of authority, it will be death. "

Zhang Shuhui thought of Yu Jia before, and she couldn't help feeling that the world is impermanent.

"He used to be very honest. His Majesty was still a grandson at that time. He was like a joke, but how long has passed since! This person has become like this."

"People's hearts are the most unpredictable."

Fang Xing was getting his own fishing rod, ready to go fishing before the weather was hot.

Zhang Shuhui was thinking about something. After Fang Xing had set the fishing rod, she suddenly asked, "Husband, who can replace Yu Jia?"

Yu Jia is fine in the palace, but the couple are figuring out his successor. If Yu Jia hears these words, she won't know if she will be scared to pee or will sneer.

Fang Xing frowned and said, "Co-While you've been thinking about this just now? Boring is not boring. Take the kids out for a walk around, otherwise you don't want to go out when summer arrives."

Zhang Shuhui's eyes flowed, and she whispered: "Husband, let's talk about it."

This is the coquettish she hasn't had in a long time. Fang Xing couldn't help but glance at her, then coughed dryly, "I said you can't wait for the evening?"

Zhang Shuhui took a sip from him, and then said: "You have been crooked by business affairs, but are there any taboos?"

Fang Xing shook his head, put the fishing rod in the cloth bag, and said comfortably: "The **** next to the emperor is mainly able to observe words and expressions, and his mouth must be firm, and know how to measure. Especially if you have a good grasp of it, you will be able to live a safe life. , I can’t master..."

But until the end he still didn't say who was most likely to succeed Yu Jia.

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