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Chapter 1350: Qingshou Temple in the Spring Rain


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…… Zhang Mao smiled, his eyes faint.

"Your Highness, the minister just went to say something about strategy, and Your Majesty has already reprimanded the minister just now."

Fang Xing said unhurriedly, and the little dog sniffed all the way to his feet, stretching out its paws to scratch his shoes.

"You, you!

Your so-called strategy is known in this palace, but those are the secrets of the Ming Dynasty, but they are not easy to disclose, so pay attention to them next time. ” "Yes, the minister retired."

Fang Xing shook his right foot slightly, and the puppy's paw was shaken open, and then he chased after him reluctantly.

Zhu Gaochi and Zhang Mao looked at this scene, Zhu Gaochi smiled at the corner of his mouth, but Zhang Mao didn't know what he thought, and his eyes began to be a little scattered.

Fang Xing leaned over and picked up the puppy, handed it to Liang Zhong, who came over, and then turned away.

Zhu Gaochi took the puppy, gently stroked the top of its head, and asked, "What do you really think?"

” Zhang Mao said with a low smile: "Your Highness, Xing and Bo have run a new school, and Jubao Shanwei has opened a precedent for the Daming Guard, and all the muskets and artillery are made ......

Xing Hebo single-handedly ran it, and then had the name of a martial arts professor......

The teacher of His Royal Highness Taisun should be entrusted with state affairs in the future. ” Seeing Zhu Gaochi smiling silently, Zhang Mao glanced at Liang Zhong and said: "There are also potatoes, how many people rely on the gift of life, the ministers read the history books, but they have never seen such an important minister who is capable of both civil and military affairs, it is amazing!"

” Liang Zhong was serving on the side, and after hearing Zhang Maoming's words of praise and disparagement, he couldn't help but sneer secretly.

Fang Xing has never been in power, according to what you Zhang Mao said, such courtiers who do not have power must be suspicious and guarded, and in the future, everyone should simply shut up and stop doing things, so that they can be safe.

"It's really biased."

Zhu Gaochi just said a faint word, and Zhang Mao quickly admitted his mistake.

"Your Highness, the minister just admired Xinghebo's talent and strategy, and he lost his words."

Zhang Mao bowed slightly apologetically and pleaded guilty, and then retired.

Zhu Gaochi touched the puppy and said lightly: "People are divided into groups, and if they don't agree, they will be restrained, you don't understand, so don't talk nonsense." ” "Yes, Your Highness."

Liang Zhong knew what Zhu Gaochi meant, that is, let him not spread the words here.

It's a warning, a warning that makes the beam center a warning.

And after Zhang Mao went out, he found Wen Fang who was transcribing the recital.

"How?"

Originally, the weather was good a few days ago, but after a spring rain, everyone put on cotton clothes again, only Wen Fang was still wearing a single coat, looking free and uninhibited.

Zhang Mao sat on the side, his eyes gradually deepened: "It's okay, the little brother has tried it, and His Highness still seems to have some favor for him."

But the days go by ......."

Wen Fang put down the brush, moved his wrist and said: "As the days go by, there will be more suspicions, you talk more, but you must pay attention to proportion, once it is exposed, His Highness will definitely be alert." ” Zhang Mao said with a smile: "Your Highness should know what the younger brother means, but he didn't interrupt, this is containment."

With this containment, we have a future, Brother Yancheng, the king should uphold the golden mean!

” Wen Fang's body trembled, and he sneered: "It's just a technique of balancing the left and right, my generation should follow the example of the sages, and the good students should assist." ” "Yes!

His Royal Highness is eloquent and strategic, it is the Ming Jun of our generation, and serving the Ming Jun to create a prosperous era is the glory of our generation, which should shine in the annals of history and be remembered for eternity......" …… I listened to the sound of dripping water outside the window.

The moss on the eaves grew greener, and an ant crawled back and forth on it, not knowing whether it was looking for food.

In the simple room, there is a table, a chair, and a futon.

Mingxin sat on the futon, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was listening to the sound of water droplets.

But his hands are always held and released, and there is obviously no such leisure and elegance.

"Master Mingxin, someone is looking for you."

Someone outside the door shouted softly, but it made Mingxin lose his temper like thunder.

He jumped to his feet, walked over to open the door, and ......

"Are you scared?"

Fang Xingxiao's clouds were light and the wind was light, but the light rain was light but he refused to open an umbrella, just like a tourist who stepped into spring, appeared in this place.

Mingxin didn't even look at the little novice, and said with a forced smile: "Uncle is here, the poor monk is honored, please come in." ” Seeing Mingxin sideways to greet the guests, Fang Xing said: "Wet clothes want to wet the apricot blossom rain, blowing the face is not cold willow wind, Fang Mou admires the scenery in the temple, can the master be a tour guide?"

” Mingxin said: "This poor monk's wish is also!

” Qingshou Temple was built in the previous dynasty and is famous for its twin towers, and there are many views in the temple.

Neither of them came to enjoy the view, though, so they just strolled around casually.

A gust of wind blew, and Mingxin shuddered, the so-called willow wind, but this is Beiping!

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It's cold!

Stretching out his hand to wipe away the moisture on his face, Mingxin saw that no one was following behind him, and said with a wry smile: "Xinghebo, the poor monk is suffering!"

As long as the child is not born, the poor monk will not be at peace for a day. ” The path is quiet, and the bark of the pine trees on both sides is soaked by the rain, and it looks black, remote and lonely.

The air was nice and full of plant smells.

Fang Xing touched the trunk of the pine tree, and got a handful of water stains and some unknown black particles.

He looked up at the top of the tree and said, "This person is like this, you want to live as straight as a green pine, but someone wants you to bend and grow, so Mingxin, this is your calamity, and after that, the sea and the sky are wide." ” Mingxin didn't have the mood to open the sky and the sky, he forced a smile and said: "I heard that the current State Highness is in charge of most of it, and the poor monk has no bottom in his heart!"

” "Are you scared?"

Fang Xing gently patted the trunk of the tree, and the water dripping from the tree fell, chilling.

"I'm scared."

Mingxin admits his timidity.

"Don't worry, when Your Majesty is here, the child is born, and this matter will be safe."

Fang Xing dropped this answer, and then walked inside alone, leaving Mingxin in a daze.

After a long time, Mingxin suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "Yes, once Your Majesty decides, it will be a ......

It can also suppress people, and at that time, who will dare to do it to me?

That's the great rebellion. ” "Uncle......

When he woke up, he lost the trace of Fang Xing.

Looking around, there was silence all around, except for the sound of water dripping on the ground.

Mingxin shuddered and hurriedly chased after him.

Suddenly, two people came to the uninhabited path, and they stopped where Fang Xing was standing just now.

"The monk should keep an eye on it, if there is any wrongdoing, kill it."

"Yes, my lord, it's just that Xing and Bo intervened."

"It's okay, you also know the relationship between Xing and Uncle and Taisun, he won't do anything bad, he will only help."

"My lord, Xing Hebo probably ordered a few words just now, and I don't know what he said, so let's go and ask something?"

"Don't go, Your Majesty's move is unusual, let's just do our own thing, talk too much, stretch out your hands indiscriminately, that will be bad."

"Thank you for mentioning it, our errand will end when the princess gives birth to the child, and it will be light."

"It's not light, that's why I asked you to talk less, don't ask about things you shouldn't ask, otherwise it will affect everyone when ......the time comes."

"Yes, the little one knows ...... wrong"