Chapter 503: A Respectable Old Man

Jin Zhong looked like a candle in the wind, which might go out at any time.

But Fang Xing saw light in his eyes.

Some persistent light!

"Sijing is hard to come by, His Majesty has worked hard to bring order, and this is the state of ZTE."

Jin Zhong's eyes were piercing, "The crown prince is merciful, this is a god-given king of Ming Dynasty, the grandson should advance slowly, and don't act rashly!"

Jin Zhong expressed his dissatisfaction with the fight between Fang Xing and Hu Guang, thinking that he dragged Zhu Zhanji to the sun for exposure.

Fang Xing said indifferently: "It is impossible for the young eagle to live under the wings of its parents for the rest of its life. The grandson is not young. If he avoids fighting at this time, what will happen later? Is he going to hide too?"

Jin Zhong was taken aback, then frowned and said: "Your Majesty is in the prime of life, and the prince is still here!"

This means that Fang Xing was in a hurry.

But Fang Xing couldn't help it!

According to inertia, Zhu Di's life is still seven or eight years away, and Zhu Gaochi is a short-lived emperor.

If you're not in a hurry now, when Zhu Di is gone, Zhu Zhanji won't have time to make arrangements!

"Lord Jin, the grandson is alone and helpless!"

Fang Xing said meaningfully, he believed that Jin Zhong could understand the meaning of these words.

Of course Jin Zhong can understand, Zhu Zhanji's position is very embarrassing, there are two levels of mother-in-law above, and the courtiers below are more than respectful to him, but they don't pay enough attention to him.

everyone thinks,

When you Zhu Zhanji ascends the throne, I am afraid it will be decades later. At that time, everyone has retired, so what do you do now.

"Cough cough cough..."

Jin Zhong suddenly lowered his head and smiled wryly, his body trembled slightly, and then the cough that came from deep inside his body made his whole body tremble.

"Go to cochin... let's go!"

Jin Zhong was coughing violently at the head of the bed, Fang Xing got up and took a step forward, he was worried that Jin Zhong would cough up all the lobes of his lungs.

"master!"

The housekeeper who greeted Fang Xing rushed in. He glared at the other party first, and then hurriedly shouted: "Go and ask the imperial doctor! Go!"

"go……"

Jin Zhong pointed to the door, his eyes widened and he shouted.

"Master, this slave will go right away!"

The butler wiped away his tears and ran away in a hurry.

But Jin Zhong's eyes were always looking at Fang Xing, his eyes contained anger and expectation, as well as... request!

call……

Fang Xing only felt a chill run down his spine, he saw the destruction of jade and stone in those eyes, and he saw encouragement!

It's a strange ability that a person can express these two incompatible emotions with his eyes at the same time.

Fang Xing hesitated for a moment, but Jin Zhong glared at him with those red eyes, as if screaming with his last life, "Go, go!"

What kind of feeling and responsibility is this!

Knowing that he will die soon, but still shouting for that hope.

Faced with this kind of emotion and responsibility, Fang Xing was speechless, he bowed and said, "Boy, how dare you disobey your orders?"

Jin Zhong's expression turned into relief. He lay on the edge of the bed and said, "Okay! Okay..."

At present, the atmosphere in the court is very tense. After the civil servants headed by Hu Guang woke up unable to suppress him, they have already begun to exert various influences in the court.

Right now, Ming Dynasty's political structure is fairly stable. Although there are some small frictions between the monarch and his ministers, there is no problem in the overall operation.

And Fang Xing was like a young falcon, suddenly inserted into this balance, and when everyone didn't realize it, he directly tore this balance.

In the stunned eyes of Zhu Di and the officials, this stable but conservative balance was broken in this way.

Therefore, Jin Zhong hoped that Fang Xing would avoid it temporarily, so that the tense atmosphere would ease down, and Zhu Zhanji would not be feared by the officials.

You are the great-grandson, but you are already dissatisfied with Confucianism. If you come to power, will there still be a place for us in the Golden Luan Palace?

This kind of emotion began to brew after the start of Zhixing Academy, and after the hot air balloon took off, this emotion was already unstoppable.

And after Hu Guang was grounded, the tide behind the scenes made the insiders startled.

This is the rhythm of something big going on!

And Zhu Di's calm expression made many people eager to try, ready to tear a gap in Fang Xing or Zhu Zhanji's body.

If Fang Xing doesn't leave, a fight is imminent.

Take it easy!

This is the meaning in Jin Zhong's eyes.

Facing the eyes of a dying old man, Fang Xing retreated in defeat.

"The boy obeys."

Fang Xing stepped back and went out. After going out, he saw the butler talking to an old woman beside him.

"Madam, the master's condition has worsened again."

"Listen to the imperial physician."

"Madam, but... but the master needs to make up his body... Hey! Why don't you talk to the imperial doctor? Your Majesty will always be merciful!"

"Forget it, don't you know the master's temperament? Cuiyun, go and get my jewelry box."

Fang Xing quickened his pace and walked out, but his mind was full of Jin Zhong's eyes.

When she got home, Zhang Shuhui saw that Fang Xing was in a trance, so she prepared someone to call Huang Zhong.

Fang Xing waved his hand: "It's nothing, my husband is just thinking about something."

Zhang Shuhui had never seen Fang Xing like this: he was lost and restless.

"Husband, have you encountered any difficulties?"

Xiaobai also looked at him eagerly, his eyes full of attachment.

Fang Xing smiled: "It's okay, I met an old man today, my husband feels a bit selfish compared to him."

Zhang Shuhui was not happy when she heard it, and she raised her eyebrows, "Husband, everyone in the whole Zhuangzi does not miss you, and those students, our family is free of money and food, and they also eat and drink for free. Who else in Jinling City can do that?" More generous than you?"

Xiaobai also said angrily: "Master, is there someone gossiping?"

Fang Xing shook his head, remembering those eyes.

Should I do it?

Fang Xing was always a little apprehensive about saving people. He was worried that if the effect was too unnatural after he made a move, he would be in constant trouble from now on.

If I don't act, the old man will die, and Zhu Gaochi and his son will lose a trustworthy helper.

helper?

Fang Xing suddenly felt that he was contemptible, and he had to weigh his own interests before acting.

"Shuhui, do you think your husband is a philistine?"

Zhang Shuhui knew that Fang Xing had a knot in her heart, she got up and walked behind Fang Xing, gently touched his shoulder, and said softly: "My husband, in the eyes of my concubine and Xiaobai, you are a great man, a man, I have never seen such an outstanding man as my husband."

Fang Xing opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai clenched his fists and said, "Master, you are the best!"

yes! You always pamper me like this.

Am I a great man?

Then why did I flee when I saw a respectable old man about to die!

Why do I avoid those eyes in my mind?

"There is always a way!"

Fang Xing smiled, which made Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai feel relieved.

Fang Xing just now looked very restless and a little depressed.

"If you have to look forward and backward in everything you do, then what kind of person are you? Just go and be a Bodhisattva."

Fang Xing got up and said with a smile: "You guys are waiting at home, go out for your husband, remember to eat hot pot at night!"

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