Chapter 28: Wives and Concubines Preparing to Commit Suicide

"It's the young master!"

Xiaobai was weeping, but a cow blew in the wind and rain, and she stood up immediately.

"Boom!"

The dagger fell to the ground, and Xiao Bai listened carefully.

"Moo!"

It's the cow, the old cow pulling the cart!

Xiaobai wept with joy, and ran wildly into the heavy rain.

"It's the young master, I won't get it wrong again, the young master must be back!"

As soon as Zhang Shuhui moved her hand, her writing became chaotic. She simply crumpled up the half-written paper and was about to rewrite it, but familiar footsteps came from her ears.

"Young master, you are considered to be back, if you don't come back, I... woo woo woo!"

Zhang Shuhui got up slowly, supported the table with her hands, and tears flowed down.

Fang Xing rushed in with a gust of cool wind, and saw Zhang Shuhui standing with her back, and then saw the knife on the ground, and the scissors on the table.

For a moment, Fang Xing felt his throat dry and his eyes a little hot: "Shu Hui, I'm back."

Zhang Shuhui turned around with tears in her eyes, looked at Fang Xing who was drenched all over, and was about to pounce on her.

"Master! Is the young master back?"

Fang Xing opened his hands, ready to welcome his wife into his arms, but the flames and shouts outside made him stop hugging resentfully.

"Master!"

Fang Jielun rushed into the yard with a few servants, but he himself rushed in without hesitation.

"Uncle Jaylen, I'm fine."

After this crisis, everyone's hearts became closer, and Fang Xing also changed his name to uncle.

"The old slave dare not."

Fang Jielun looked at Fang Xing, and he was relieved until he found no wound.

"Where is Xin Laoqi's dead talent? He didn't bring an umbrella for the young master!"

"This damned Old Seventh Xin, I..."

Fang Jielun felt that his behavior was a bit inappropriate, so he muttered and wanted to quit, but Fang Xing stopped him and said: "Uncle Jay, you bring two bottles of wine, Lao Qi will give you one bottle, and leave the other bottle." You watch Ma Su and drink, at least get drunk."

Fang Jielun left with two bottles of liquor in his arms, and Xiao Bai rushed into Fang Xing's arms, crying like a mess.

"Okay, young master, I have the blessing of the gods, and I am invulnerable to all evil."

When Fang woke up and heard that Xiaobai hadn't moved, he lowered his head and looked, well, this girl fell asleep just like that.

"I'll take her back first and come back to take a bath."

Fang Xing hugged Xiaobai and said in a warm voice.

Zhang Shuhui pressed her eyes with her fingertips, and hurriedly asked the maid to boil water.

Xiaobai lives in a side room next to her, and the interior looks a little careless, just like her personality.

Covering Xiao Bai with a thin quilt, and closing the door of the wing room, Fang Xing turned around and saw Fang Jielun with a sad face.

"Uncle Jaylen, is there something wrong?"

The heavy rain was pouring, and the two stood under the eaves, feeling the coolness of that autumn day.

Fang Jielun wiped his face, not knowing what he wanted to erase.

"Young master, the old master was involved in the case of the crown prince, and was dragged down by the King of Han's slander."

Fang Xing was taken aback, thinking that Fang Hongjian wasn't that important, was he?

The prince Zhu Gaochi has a calm personality and has the style of a gentleman, but his personality is a little soft. In addition, he is obese and suffers from foot problems, so he has never been liked by Zhu Di.

There are two forces in the current crown prince battle, most of which the civil service system supports the current prince Zhu Gaochi, and has persuaded Zhu Di who wanted to change the prince several times.

And the other force, that is, the noble system, most of these people followed Zhu Di's rebellion and made their fortunes, so they never liked being suppressed by civil officials. Of course they didn't like the prince who was more like a literati.

The civil servants controlled the operation of the empire, while the nobles controlled the Ming army, which still maintained its combat effectiveness.

If Zhu Di died at this time, then a tragedy similar to the battle of Jingnan would inevitably happen in Ming Dynasty.

Therefore, Zhu Di, who is well aware of this, has a somewhat ambiguous attitude towards the prince. He not only hopes that the prince will stay away from those civil servants, but also hopes that Zhu Gaoxi, who is more like himself, can...

Fang Xing, who was lying on the bed, didn't feel sleepy, his thoughts were full of thoughts, and at the same time, he felt his stomach was overwhelmed, so he got up quietly and went to the backyard.

After the heavy rain, there is a muddy smell in the air, which is very refreshing.

Fang Xing took out a case of beer, sat under the eaves, and drank bottle by bottle.

"vomit!"

In the hut, Fang Xing spat out tears, and the stench of human blood still seemed to linger around his nose.

In the early morning, the sun shines on the earth moistened by rain and dew, the earth is steaming, and the white mist is filled.

Fang Xing went to the city early in the morning, leaving the two women in the family at a loss, so he summoned Fang Jielun.

Fang Jielun said distressedly: "The young master said he was going to visit his classmates and buy some western goods on the way back."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Shuhui didn't believe it, neither did Fang Jielun, but Fang Xing left with Xin Laoqi early in the morning, and no one had a chance to stop him.

Outside Beiping City, Fang Xing looked at the majestic city wall, and said with some sighs: "This place is located in Youyan, and it is also the last line of defense in the north of the Ming Dynasty. Your Majesty is really a great talent!"

This is Fang Xing's sincere words. If you look at the map of Daming at this time, you will find that Beiping is almost surrounded by aliens on the grassland. carve.

And this has been confirmed in Fang Xing's memory. From the time when the Wacha soldiers besieged Beiping after the Tumu Fortress, to the fall of Li Zicheng in the late Ming Dynasty, and the martyrdom of Meishan in Chongzhen, the descendants of the old Zhu's family adhered to the belief of the ancestor Zhu Di.

"The son of heaven guards the gate of the country, and the king dies in the country."

This was a tragic era. The alien races on the grassland were staring at the plump Daming all the time, but Daming was a colossal monster after all, and no one dared to say victory before it itself rotted.

"Natural disaster? I think it's more of a man-made disaster!"

After paying the city gate tax, the ox carts entered Beiping City. Fang Xing remembered that when the city of Waci was besieged, the outside of Beiping City had almost become a pasture for foreigners, and his heart felt restless.

What about my children and grandchildren?

Although Fang Xing didn't have any children yet, when he thought of the tragic situation of his descendants being hacked to death by aliens, he felt suffocated in his chest.

When he arrived in the city, Fang Xing deliberately went to take a look around the Forbidden City which was under construction.

At this time, the construction site still does not have the appearance of the glorious imperial city in the future. Countless servants are busy, and the thick and thick logs that Fang Xing has never seen before are dragged out of the deep mountains and old forests by one heel, and transported here. Build a palace.

"Teacher, this people's power is wasted here, it is of no benefit to the country!"

Ma Su felt that this project was a waste of national power, only for the emperor's personal enjoyment and face, and it was too unworthy.

Fang Xing smiled: "Ma Su, don't be like those rotten scholars, Your Majesty is planning to set up his capital in Beiping just to face the foreign troops, so this is a great thing!"

"Secondly, the so-called face, in our Ming Dynasty, the emperor's face is equivalent to the face of the Ming Dynasty, do you want His Majesty to receive those tributaries in a simple palace?"

Ma Su was a little puzzled. The education he had received told himself that the king is the lightest thing, and the people are the most important.

As long as the common people have enough to eat, then it will be the great rule and prosperity in the Confucian fantasy.

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