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Chapter 2120: Zhu Yong Killed


Fang Xing still didn't believe it.

Standing on the long street, looking at the imperial city in front of him, Fang Xing suddenly smiled.

Why bother with this?

No matter what their purpose is, the feudal king's division is no longer stoppable, otherwise Zhu Gaoxu will dare to go to the Qianqing Palace.

"Xinghebo, whose fault is it?"

There was a question behind him.

Fang Xing thought about it seriously and said, "No one is wrong, what is wrong is at this time." ” "When?"

"Yes, at this time, many people think that all this is a matter of course, and if you don't give it, it's a problem, and if you don't give it, there's a problem, a big problem."

Fang Xing turned around, looked at Shen Yang and asked, "Who can't hold on?"

” "The business of Dingguo Gong's family has been cut off a lot......"

"Isn't it possible for him to give in like this and not make a move?"

"And ......

How do I feel that many things have been foggy recently, and I don't bother to inquire, but Dingguo Gong is unlikely to retreat, he has no way out. ” Shen Yang nodded, and said with some embarrassment: "The news just came......

Dead. ” Fang Xing's heart chuckled and asked, "Where?"

How many people?

” "Deping, more than 100 dead and wounded."

"Why?"

Fang Xing asked a little roughly.

Shen Yang said with an ugly face: "A group of scholars want to enter Beijing, and Chengguo Gong is afraid that they will come to the capital to make trouble, so they will be intercepted, and the result is ......."

Fang Xing only felt his heart sinking, "Someone must be secretly bewitching, but have you caught someone?"

” No matter how stupid Zhu Yong is, he will not go on a killing spree, Fang Xing concluded that there was someone planning here.

"Someone missed, and an arrow shot the scholar who took the lead, and then it caused a conflict, and I couldn't hold it back!

It is said that there were corpses all over the place at that time, which was miserable!

” Shen Yang imagined the scene at that time, and couldn't help but shudder.

It's not that he's cowardly, he's seen worse scenes, but that's Daming's enemies and opponents!

"I couldn't hold my hand, and those scholars pounced......

The person who could have been shot had high prestige, so they went crazy and actually went to storm the army formation and then did it......

You know, at that time, there was a rush of blood, and no one called for evacuation, so I ......"

At this moment, it is not the end of the Ming Dynasty, there are many bloody and brave men in the army, and strong men must not be humiliated, otherwise blood splashing three feet is just ordinary.

But what about Zhu Yong?

"Dingguo Gong was not there at the time......

Xinghebo, Your Majesty's meaning ......" …… Half a day later, before it was almost dark, the news finally came out of the house.

Zhu Yong killed!

And these scholars just want to hold a poetry meeting.

The news is spreading at a speed that no one expected.

The capital bore the brunt of the attack, and after receiving the news, someone knocked outside the imperial city, but was knocked unconscious by the sergeant guarding the imperial city with a scabbard, and then thrown outside.

This wind cannot be raised!

Zhu Zhanji reacted in a timely manner, and the guard of the capital was immediately raised by a level, and there were many more sergeants on patrol.

"Until we find out, no, there's nothing to check on, this matter ......

Press it down!

” Zhu Zhanji didn't think about punishing Zhu Yong at all, it was self-messing and self-destructing morale.

"Dongchang and Jinyiwei went down to investigate and find out the ins and outs of this matter, I don't believe it......"

Zhu Zhanji felt that the whole thing was a conspiracy, and he sneered: "I don't believe that there is anything in this world that I can't find!"

” The people of Dongchang and Jinyiwei poured out, and the capital was silent for a while.

Fang Xing was very pleased, he felt that this matter would become an opportunity.

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"There has been no fierce resistance to the investigation, I thought that the gentry in the north had become less courageous, but who knew that it broke out in Zhu Yong......"

Fang Xing felt that the world was a little reversed.

In his opinion, Zhu Yong is an object that Confucianism can fight for, so he should be closer.

And he is a mortal enemy, of course he has to carry the black cauldron.

Huang Zhong felt that his proprietor was a little stunned, and his thoughts were stuck in one place.

"Uncle, they are not lighter than you!"

"Cheng Guogong is now famous in Shandong, and his reputation is all about killing and arresting, and it is not the original for a long time."

Fang Xing nodded, laughing at himself: "I always feel that they won't really become opponents, so it is inevitable that they will make mistakes, what is Zhu Yong this time?"

There are many words of petitioning, and they have become mortal enemies. ” Huang Zhong felt that Fang Xing was a little too much.

If he hadn't gone to Yanzhou to force Zhu Yong at that time, Zhu Yong would only act slowly, how could he be like the lightning and thunder style in the back.

Fang Xing was about to go to Zhang Fu to ask about it, he felt that Zhu Yong would have a close relationship with Zhang Fu.

"I'm going to go right away......" …… People who are blown by the autumn wind have headaches, but the capital is still safe.

Anlun got up and then washed.

He is now an unusual person, and he can occasionally live outside the palace.

His house was not luxurious, it was not large.

In the stable, the horse shook his head and neighed, looking extremely happy.

One of its front legs has been clamped, the medicine is the best medicine, but it can't land, and the three legs are a little tired to support.

"Lean on this side."

Genius Ma Ma Liang, An Lun patted the shelf on the side of the horse ring, the war horse leaned on three legs and slowly moved over, and then leaned his body on the shelf, An Lun took out a brush and brushed it, muttering as he brushed. “… I can't give you a bath, so I'll bear with it, and I'll talk about it later......" “… Don't make a fuss when you change the dressing, wait until it's ready......"

An Lun's movements stopped for a moment, and he sighed: "They said that you can't take anyone anymore, and you can't run anymore, you say, can you?"

” The war horse shook its head and licked An Lun's face with its big tongue.

An Lun didn't dodge, just smiled and touched its face.

After a quarter of an hour of getting along with one man and one horse in the morning light, An Lun told the servants at home to take care of the horses, and then went out to the palace.

The sun has not yet risen, and the waning moon is still hanging on the horizon, and the city of Beiping is deserted.

Anlun smelled the smell of broth, as well as the smell of baked flatbread.

He sniffed, pointed to the stall on his right, and said, "Ask for some potstickers, and eat them hot at noon." ” The attendant went over and shouted, "Get dozens of potstickers and wrap them." ” It was a young girl who was in the pot sticker business, she was frightened by the tone of her entourage, and then looked up at An Lun, who was expressionless, and cried: "No money, no money......"

The entourage scolded and said, "Who doesn't give money?"

Hurry up and do it!

” As he spoke, he took out the copper coin and proudly showed off: "Do it well, it's delicious, and I'll come back tomorrow morning." ” The girl looked ordinary, she glanced at the copper coins, nodded timidly, and then quickly turned over the half-cooked pot stickers.

The fragrance emanated, and the attendant looked at the girl's chest, which was trembling slightly with the movements, and couldn't help but sniff, a little restless.

When the potsticker was ready, the entourage touched the girl's little hand by the way when he gave the money, and turned back proudly in the girl's exclamation.

An Lun, who was guarded by two fans, was still expressionless.

After arriving at the East Factory, An Lun entered the room, and the entourage boasted triumphantly about how good the figure of the girl who sold potstickers was and how her little hands were......

Rough, it's a pity Yunyun.

"Chengguo Gong has returned to Beijing!"