Fang Xing has entered Beijing!
In order to hurry, even the war horses ran to death at the city gate.
The news is always fast, and many people are talking about it in different tones and attitudes at dinner.
Fang Xing shocked Shandong in Hejian Mansion, and it stands to reason that he should not leave without permission.
When he comes, there must be something.
In the current context, I can't help but wonder in my heart.
Fang Xing entered the palace.
Zhu Zhanji was about to have dinner, and he was also a little surprised to hear the news that he asked to see him.
This can be regarded as desertion.
When Fang woke up, his face was tired, and Zhu Zhanji hurriedly asked someone to get a bowl of mutton soup.
The mutton soup was very delicious, so Fang woke up and drank it in a few sips, and then asked for sin. “…… There were people in Hejian Province who were in tandem, and the ministers were worried that the influence would expand to the capital, so they ordered to take people according to their confessions......"
Zhu Zhanji was also drinking soup, he was not as rude as Fang Xing, he drank directly from the bowl, but slowly enjoyed it with a spoon. “…… Most of those people ......
Bad deeds, more than exile. ” Zhu Zhanji's hand held the spoon and stopped above the small bowl, then slowly brought it to his mouth and drank the soup.
"Gone?"
"It's gone."
Fang Xing is very calm and scoundrel.
This is an established fact, but it makes Zhu Zhanji passive.
Zhu Zhanji drank the soup, then got up and walked out of the warm pavilion with Fang Xing.
It was dark, and the lights in the palace were lit, corresponding to the stars in the sky.
Zhu Zhanji went outside, stood on the steps, took a deep breath, and said, "I said it last time......
I'm afraid it's not easy to capital, and the powerful are also merging, ......
After all, it's time to test. ” Fang Xing stood on the side, and there was only Song Laoshi around the two.
Song honestly touched the oil-paper bag in his arms, held the broom with satisfaction, and continued to play the role of 'Ouchi's first guard'.
"Yes."
Fang Xing did not deny it: "After all, the capital must be stabilized first, otherwise there will be constraints everywhere, Hejian Mansion is between Shandong and the capital, and if you move, it will neither make the capital panic nor ......insignificant."
Zhu Zhanji looked at the night sky with a complicated expression, "Are you going to take the blame?"
” Once he fails, Zhu Zhanji will not be in charge, Fang Xing will be a minister, a traitor, and a bad seed who can be ranked in history will naturally be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell.
"After all, the removal of the discount is far-reaching and time-consuming, and if it stalls here, what about other innovations?"
Fang Xing muttered: "We are all still young, but after all, we can't withstand the involvement of time, if we don't figure it out now, who can figure it out in the future?"
Who would dare to get it?
” "This is the last chance!"
Zhu Zhanji was shocked in his heart, and turned sideways to see the seriousness on Fang Xing's face.
"Corn ......"
"They can't do corn, and they can't unless they lay a foundation with you."
The stars gradually became gorgeous, Fang Xing breathed in the refreshing air, and said: "Those who are arrested are absolutely not innocent, I will not let your reputation be affected, as for the reaction of the capital, it is estimated that few people dare to provoke me, after all, people are called magnanimous......
Hahahaha!
” The laughter seemed a little lonely in the night.
Zhu Zhanji didn't laugh, he listened to Fang Xing's laughter, and suddenly felt very tired.
Physically and mentally exhausted!
"We have to continue to work hard, Daming is still far away!"
Fang Xing's voice was a little excited, and he regained his fighting spirit, which was good news for Zhu Zhanji.
"Shinong Industry and Commerce, plus the powerful, have figured out this, even if the Ming Dynasty is stable, it will live for at least three hundred more years."
Zhu Zhanji walked down, his voice low: "Da Ming......
How many years can you live?
” "Three hundred years?"
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He turned around and asked Fang Xing, but he didn't want an answer.
"The former Han Dynasty stretches, and the former Tang Dynasty ......
There are similarities between Da Ming and the former Tang Dynasty!
” Zhu Zhanji's brain was clear in an instant, as if he had connected to the vast galaxy, and everything was clear.
"A brief period of prosperity was followed by a long period of weakness, and finally a gradual demise......
But this will happen to Daming?
” The starlight was sprinkled in front of the hall, reflecting a little bit of light on Zhu Zhanji's face.
"Maybe."
Fang Xing couldn't confirm how much influence he had on the Ming Dynasty, even if the Tatars and Warat had died out, the Wa Kingdom had become Yingzhou, and Jiaozhi had become the chief political secretary......
But time has changed, whether it is Harlie or meat fans, including Tessie, who is wary of Daming, God knows what scale of confrontation will be triggered in the future.
If the Ming Dynasty dies in the future, these enemies will not hesitate to attack, just as in the late Ming Dynasty, first internal chaos, smoke everywhere, and then external enemies snooping, looking for opportunities to invade.
"It's always necessary to mess up internally first, and then the external enemy has a chance, so ......
It is still necessary to clean up the interior first. ” …… The night was fast, Fang Xing walked on the streets of the capital, and from time to time the family in front of him would negotiate with the people who came to check on the sound.
The voice of negotiation was very small, and the sergeants of the Five Cities Terracotta Division also knew that they could appear at this time.
Fang Xing wants to go home and miss his daughter.
I can't go back to home, so I can only stay in the inn.
At this time, there are still a large number of guests settled in, and the shopkeeper of the inn happily asked people to cook and cook.
Fang Xing sat in the lobby, the door was open, and the night breeze swept in, slightly cool.
It's not so hot at night, and countless people are enjoying the coolness.
The poor condition is a pot of coarse tea, and the good one is naturally much more exquisite.
Liu Guan was chilling under the big tree in the courtyard, and a pot of wine and a few side dishes were placed on a small table next to him.
"Fang Xing has entered Beijing."
He was muttering to himself, his eyes confused.
The career is like the journey of life, I don't want to stop, I want to keep going, go higher and higher, and go more and more......
Lonely!
It's not just the emperor who feels lonely, but the ministers are also lonely.
At this point, you can't trust someone completely, even if they have saved your life.
Liu Guan felt that his career would not move forward anymore, and there might not be any more.
The emperor was a little impatient with him, but fortunately he could sense the holy will, and finally controlled the Duchayuan, otherwise the emperor would have wanted to replace him last year.
Wang Zhang, the right capital of the imperial history, is staring at him, as long as the emperor reveals the intention of substitution, Liu Guan absolutely believes that there will be a wave of 'downing Liu' within the Ducha Academy.
Some people say that he is not a gentleman, so he should not come to the capital to serve in the court.
The Metropolitan Investigation Institute is the Imperial Palace, that is a place to picket the atmosphere, isn't it a gentleman, what are you doing when you come in?
And it's still the imperial history of the left capital, who will obey your leadership?
So his life in the Metropolitan Investigation Institute was quite difficult, and he exchanged and detoured many times, and then gradually controlled his subordinates.
However, these are all false, and they will inevitably disappear due to some changes.
"Gentleman ......"
Liu Guan chuckled lightly and raised his glass to take a sip.
He had to break the game, or he would be oblivion, even stinking.
So he needs to drink some wine, and he needs to add a weight to the benefits.
A high-ranking minister actually needs wine to help with decision-making, and he will probably be ridiculed when he says it.
But Liu Guan drank like this until Yuehua gradually became cold, and there was silence everywhere.
He went back to the bedroom and still didn't sleep, just quietly thinking.
When the hour came, he slowly ate a bowl of gruel with a small potsticker, and then put on his official uniform and went to the office.
He was slow, as if expecting something.
He saw that the Immortal Residence had already opened, and a few guys were sweeping outside the door.
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"Hurry up, the inside has to be cleaned, and then have breakfast, there are bones!"
A woman's rough voice came from inside, and then the younger brother walked out.
She glanced at Liu Guan, but she didn't give a good face, and said, "No breakfast, come back for lunch!"
” After looking at the official uniform, he knew that this was an important minister, but Mo Chou said that the Immortal Residence did not need to deal with officials, on the contrary, it was necessary to be taboo, so as not to bring trouble to Fang Xing.
Liu Guan smiled slightly, looking at the light and breezy taste, quite free and easy.
I wanted my brother to be stunned for a while, and I felt that my heart was beating so fast.
This emotion never appeared in her, making her a little flustered.
Liu Guan knew that this was the place where Fang Xing's concubine was, so he smiled and prepared to move on.
"Bang!"
Just when he wanted to turn his head, he saw his younger brother turn around and rush in in a panic, and then hit his head on the unfinished door panel.
Belch......
Liu Guan's face shrank into a ball, and his body also shrank, as if he had hit it, thinking how much it hurt!
But the younger brother just shook his body for a moment, and then rushed in with his head covered.