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Chapter 28 The wife and concubine who is preparing to commit suicide to observe the law

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    "It's the young master!"

    Xiaobai was crying, but a cow braying in the wind and rain made her stand up immediately.

    ¡°Bang!¡±

    The dagger fell to the ground, Xiaobai listened carefully.

    "Moo!"

    It¡¯s a cow, the old cow pulling the cart!

    Xiaobai cried with joy and ran wildly into the heavy rain.

    "It's the young master. I won't hear it wrong again. The young master must be back!"

    As soon as Zhang Shuhui's hand moved, her writing became chaotic.  She simply crumpled the half-written paper into a ball and was about to write again, but she heard familiar footsteps in her ears.

    "Master, you are finally back. If you don't come back, I will wuwuwu!"

    Zhang Shuhui stood up slowly, supported the table with her hands, and tears flowed down unsatisfactoryly.

    Fang Xing rushed in with a cool breeze and saw Zhang Shuhui standing with her back, then saw the knife on the ground and the scissors on the table.

    For a moment, Fang Xing felt that his throat was dry and his eyes were a little hot: "Shuhui, I'm back."

    Zhang Shuhui turned around with tears in her eyes, looked at Fang Xing who was soaked all over, and was about to pounce on him.

    "Master! Is the master back?"

    Fang Xing opened his hands, ready to welcome his wife into his arms, but the firelight and shouts outside made him stop hugging him angrily.

    "Master!"

    Fang Jielun rushed into the yard with several male servants, but he himself rushed in without any scruples.

    "Uncle Jaylen, I'm fine."

    After this crisis, everyone felt a lot closer, and Fang Xing also changed his name to uncle.

    "I don't dare, old slave."

    Fang Jielun looked at Fang Xing and breathed a sigh of relief when he found no wounds.

    "Where is that killer Xin Laoqi? He didn't even bring an umbrella for the young master!"

    "This damn Xin Laoqi, I"

    Fang Jielun felt that his actions were inappropriate, so he muttered and wanted to leave, but Fang Xing stopped him and said: "Uncle Jielun, you bring two bottles of wine, Lao Qi will give you one bottle, and leave the other bottle."  Just keep an eye on Ma Su and drink it, at least you have to get drunk."

    Fang Jielun left with two bottles of liquor, and then Xiaobai rushed into Fang Xing's arms, crying like a mess.

    "Okay, young master, I have the blessing of the gods, and I am immune to all evil."

    When Fang woke up and heard no movement from Xiaobai, he lowered his head and saw, well, this girl actually fell asleep like that.

    "I'll take her back first and take a bath when she comes back."

    Fang Xing picked up Xiaobai and said warmly.

    Zhang Shuhui pressed her eyes with her fingertips and hurriedly asked the maid to boil water.

    Xiaobai lives in the wing next to her. The interior style looks a bit carefree, just like her personality.

    After covering Xiao Bai with a thin quilt and closing the door of the wing, Fang Xing turned around and saw a sad looking Jay Chou.

    "Uncle Jaylen, is there something wrong?"

    It was raining heavily, and the two of them stood under the eaves, feeling the coolness of the autumn day.

    Fang Jielun wiped his face, not knowing what he wanted to erase.

    "Young Master, back then I was involved in the Prince's case and was pulled down by the King of Han's slander."

    Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, thinking that Fang Hongjian is not that important, right?

    Prince Zhu Gaochi has a calm personality and has the air of a gentleman, but his personality is a bit soft.  In addition, he was obese and had foot problems, so he was never liked by Zhu Di.

    There are two forces in the current battle for the crown prince. Among them, most of the civil service system supports the current crown prince Zhu Gaochi, and they have persuaded Zhu Di who wanted to change the crown prince several times.

    And the other force, the Xungui system, most of these people made their fortune following Zhu Di's rebellion, so they never like to be suppressed by civil servants. Of course they don't like the prince who is more like a civil servant.

    The civil servants controlled the operation of the empire, while the nobles controlled the Ming Dynasty's army that still maintained combat effectiveness.

    If Zhu Di died at this time, something similar to the Battle of Jingnan would inevitably happen in the Ming Dynasty.

    Therefore, Zhu Di, who was well aware of this, was somewhat ambiguous in his attitude towards the prince. He not only hoped that the prince would stay away from those civil servants, but also hoped that Zhu Gaoxi, who would be more like himself

    Fang Xing, who was lying on the bed, was not sleepy at all. He had a lot of thoughts and at the same time felt his stomach was churning, so he quietly got up and went to the backyard.

    After heavy rain, the air?There is a muddy smell, very fresh.

    Fang Xing took out a box of beer and sat under the eaves, drinking one bottle after another.

    ¡°Yuck!¡±

    In the latrine, Fang Xing vomited until tears came out, and the stench of human blood seemed to still surround his nose.

    In the early morning, the sun shines on the earth moistened by rain and dew, the earth is steaming, and white mist fills the air.

    Fang Xing went to the city early in the morning, which made the two women at home a little confused, so they summoned Fang Jielun.

    Fang Jielun said distressedly: "The young master said he wanted to visit his classmates and buy some Western goods on the way back."

    "Yeah?"

    Zhang Shuhui didn¡¯t believe it, and neither did Fang Jielun, but Fang Xing and Xin Laoqi left early in the morning, and no one had the chance to intercept them.

    Outside Beiping City, Fang Xing looked at the majestic city wall and said with some regret: "This is the majestic Youyan, and it is also the last line of defense in the north of the Ming Dynasty. Your Majesty is really a talented person!"

    This is Fang Xing's sincere words. If you look at the map of the Ming Dynasty at this time, you will find that Peiping is almost surrounded by the aliens on the grassland. Once the nine sides are breached, it will be a critical situation to surround the capital at any time.  carve.

    And this has been confirmed in Fang Xing's memory. From the Waqi soldiers surrounding Beiping after the Tumubao Incident, to the defeat by Li Zicheng in the late Ming Dynasty, and the death of the country at Meishan in Chongzhen, the descendants of the old Zhu family adhered to the beliefs of their founder Zhu Di.

    "The emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king dies in the country."

    This is a tragic era. The foreign races on the grassland are always staring at the fat Ming Dynasty, but the Ming Dynasty is a behemoth after all. Until it itself is not rotten, no one dares to claim victory.

    "A natural disaster? I think it's more of a man-made disaster!"

    After paying the city gate tax, the ox cart entered Beiping City.  Fang Xing remembered that when Wa Ci besieged the city, the outside of Peking City had almost become a pasture for aliens, and he felt a sense of irritation in his heart.

    What will happen to my descendants?

    Although Fang Xing didn¡¯t have any children yet, when he thought about the tragic situation of his descendants being slaughtered by foreigners, he felt a sense of suffocation in his chest.

    When he arrived in the city, Fang Xing went to the outside of the Forbidden City, which was under construction, to take a look.

    At this time, the construction site could not yet see what the future glorious imperial city would look like. Countless laborers were busy at work. Thick logs that Fang Xing had never seen before were dragged out of the deep mountains and old forests by sticks and transported here.  Build a palace.

    "Teacher, all this people's strength is wasted here, which is of no use to the country!"

    Ma Su felt that this project was a waste of national power and was only for the emperor's personal enjoyment and face. It was not worth it.

    Fang Xing smiled: "Ma Su, don't follow those rotten scholars. Your Majesty is planning to make Peiping the capital just to face the foreign troops. So this is a great thing!"

    "Secondly, the so-called face, in our Ming Dynasty, the emperor's face is equivalent to the Ming Dynasty's face. Do you want His Majesty to receive those tributes in a simple palace?"

    Ma Su was a little puzzled. The education he received told him that the king should be taken lightly and the people should be taken seriously.

    As long as the people can have enough to eat, then there will be great rule and prosperity in the Confucian fantasy.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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