"Go find a more secluded place outside the city."
Fang Xing didn't say how he won the opportunity to bury An Lun, but just called a few veterans to deal with the matter, and he also asked the family to follow and keep an eye on it.
Du Qian kept watching, and when he saw this, he said: "It is indeed necessary to be secretive, otherwise those people will destroy his cemetery." ” Fang Xing nodded a little tiredly, watching as those people covered An Lun's remains with a piece of cloth, and then carried them out.
The horse followed slowly, and no one stopped him.
"Xinghebo, Your Majesty summons."
Fang Xing entered the palace for the second time.
"I asked Anlun to bury him in a more secret place."
Zhu Zhanji smiled bitterly: "Originally, I came to you for corn, but when I first arrived, An Lun's family went." ” Fang Xing only felt a chill down his spine and asked, "But poison?"
” Is Anlun's plan so thorough?
At the same time as deciding to do something to Yan Dajian, he even arranged for someone to attack Yan Dajian's family.
"Chickens and dogs don't stay."
Zhu Zhanji said with a headache: "This matter has set a precedent, and it is very bad. ” Using the power of the public to avenge personal revenge is a headache and disgust for the emperors of previous dynasties.
Fang Xing was silent, but agreed with this view.
"I can see from me how difficult a person's selfishness is, so ......
Punish it. ” Fang Xing was selfish, so he felt that Zhu Zhanji needed a target, so he was willing to do it.
Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said coldly: "Just bury it, it has been an elegant thing throughout the ages."
If everyone is wise enough to protect their lives and lose their human taste, then this Ming doesn't want it. ” He saw that Fang Xing was a little gloomy, so he said, "Prince......
Some kindness. ” Fang Xing's spirit was lifted in an instant, and conspiracy theories filled his brain at once.
"He's still young!"
Zhu Zhanji didn't expect Fang Xing's vigilant look, and finally gave this reason, and couldn't help but laugh and said: "But you know, it's not a good thing for the emperor to be too merciful." ” Fang Xing knew that he was teaching corn in his usual way, but he had a fairly long-term plan.
"This is the foundation, he has this foundation, and he will not become a cold emperor if he comes into contact with those ruthless things in the future, and you don't want him to become cold in the future, right?"
Zhu Zhanji nodded, if it weren't for that, he would have called Fang Xing to correct the deviation.
"The kid was full of energy, but not angry, and I was very pleased.
It's just that he has to understand something......"
Zhu Zhanji pondered for a while, and Fang Xing said, "I know, there can't be a woman's kindness. ” Zhu Zhanji said with satisfaction: "That's what it means."
He will become an emperor in the future, his words and deeds will affect the world, and if he gives up thousands or thousands of people for one person, he is not an emperor. ” Out of the palace, Fang Xing deliberately went to Yan Dajian's house.
"Uncle, it's miserable!"
Jinyiwei's people had already blocked Yan's house, and when they saw Fang wake up, a Jinyiwei small flag officer briefed him on the situation.
"The whole family was poisoned.
Coincidentally, the Yan family has the habit of water every other day, otherwise there is really no way to poison the family at once. ” "In the well?"
The little flag officer leaned back slightly, and said in surprise: "Uncle, if you want to poison people in the well, and you have to ensure that you poison people, how much poison do you have to put in!"
” Fang Xing was stunned, and then asked, "What did you find?"
” The little flag officer immediately said with his eyebrows fluttering: "Yan Dajian has burned things at home, but he is still lucky after all, there is a small mezzanine in the bedroom, ordinary people will definitely not find out, but who are we?"
Jinyiwei!
Hahaha!
” Fang Xing didn't ask what it was, he just needed to know that Yan Dajian was damn it.
But the little flag officer didn't hide it from him at all.
"Uncle, Zuo Shenzheng from Fujian wrote a letter to Yan Dajian, saying that he would do what he explained, and promised to figure out what happened back then."
The little flag officer said proudly: "Make it clear, this is not the first time to say this kind of thing, that is, it is necessary to wipe it clean, and wipe all the previous things clean." ” Fang Xing then went outside the city.
On a barren mountain outside the city, Xin Laoqi was digging a pit with two family members.
Halfway through, he asked those who were doing this work to go back, and he was so cautious that he was only worried that Yan Dajian's friends would dig the grave.
The pit is not big, because there is no coffin.
The horse stood on the side, looking sadly at Anron's remains.
An Lun was lying on a makeshift stretcher, wrapped in cloth.
The pit had been dug up, and Xin Laoqi asked Fang Xing.
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Fang Xing said in a low voice: "You have suffered in this life, if there is an afterlife, may your family be safe." ” Then he watched in silence as the family put the remains into the pit and fill it with earth.
"Master, do you want to make a mark?"
Fang Xing shook his head and said: "He has no relatives, he definitely doesn't want to look back in this life, so let him sleep alone here." ” So the ground was not mounds, but flat.
"Next year, weeds will be everywhere again, I hope you like it."
Fang Xing bowed slightly, then turned around and went down the mountain. said that it was a mountain, but it was actually a small hill, and it didn't take long for Fang Xing to reach the bottom of the mountain, but Xin Laoqi and they dragged it down for a while.
"Sir, the horse refused to go, and ran away."
Fang Xing got on his horse and went around to the other side, and saw that the horse had already run up and was circling around An Lun's burial place.
The four fields were empty, and the mournful cries of the horses were heard far away.
The horse screamed for a long time, then fell to his knees and lay there.
Xin Laoqi said with emotion: "Master, this is to be buried!"
” "Only Anlun cares about it in this world......" …… Because Yan Dajian was arrested in front of everyone's eyes and taken to the East Factory, and then the East Factory caught fire, and then Yan Dajian's family was poisoned to death......
All this is shocking, but also thinking about the reason.
"I heard that An Lun and Yan Dajian have a grudge, anyway, that's what my relative said, saying that a fire burned both of them to death.
However, although An Lun is a eunuch, he is a blood feud!
” Early in the morning, Uncle Yang began to show that he was well-informed.
Some of the guests who ate noodles also knew something, so they put down their chopsticks and said, "Then An Lun's family died in Yan Dajian's house, creating evil!"
It's no wonder that Anlun wants to take risks, hey!
” Another person said: "I heard that the culprit is Yan Dajian's son, and Yan Dajian is just covering up." ” "What about his son?
Poisoned, right?
” "No, he said he was an official in Fujian."
"Then he won't be able to run!"
A group of people were talking lively, but they didn't notice that the Ying Mei on the side was already in tears.
She lowered her head to wipe away her tears and said in a low voice: "I know you are Grandpa An, the ......
I heard last time" When she looked up again, she said to Uncle Yang: "Uncle Yang, help me watch the stall, I have something to come back later." ” Without waiting for Uncle Yang to agree, she ran away.
She ran all the way to the outside of the East Factory, but at this moment, there were people from Jinyi Wei standing outside the East Factory, and they were vicious.
"Stay away!"
People with rights always habitually exercise their rights, even against a girl.
Yingmei left silently, and came back again not long after, but with incense, candles and offerings.
"Oops!
What are you doing here?
Get lost!
” A brocade guard held the handle of the knife with one hand and was about to come over, and Shen Yang, who happened to come out, scolded when he saw it: "Fox fake tiger might, get out!"
” So Yingmei was able to light the incense candles and set up the offerings.
Shen Yang watched her pray with interest, and when she was done, he asked, "Who are you sacrificing?"
” Ying Mei raised her head, tears on her face, "My lord, the folk girl is sacrificing her benefactor." ”