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Chapter 1790 The eve of ascending the throne

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    "Are you disappointed?"

    Yuan Xi gloated: "I know you have always wanted to deal with the literati in the south, but do you know? The literati in the south are so powerful that a single move can affect the whole body. If you go to deal with them, it will be a hornet's nest."

    "Zhang Mao is seriously injured. The south side will definitely brag about it, and you can't take advantage of it!"

    Fang Xing frowned and said: "You are overthinking, I just want to ask. Also, someone in Xuanfu actually intercepted me, who did you collude with?"

    Yuan Xi said calmly: "He is just an official with a thousand households. He just used a commander as a reward, and he took the bait. Therefore, warriors cannot be trusted. Fang Xing, suppressing warriors is equivalent to suppressing you. Look at those warriors  Well, in this incident in Beijing, only Zhang Fu and Ding Guo Gong came forward, it¡¯s ridiculous!¡±

    Fang Xing nodded, walked closer and said, "You do have some ambitions, but unfortunately you are a traitor. Also, His Highness is about to ascend the throne, and all the men of letters and martial arts will join forces again. Yuan Xi, do you know that you have made a bad start?"  ?"

    "The vassal king colluded with the forces in the palace to cause chaos, and you have made a bad start!"

    With just one punch, Yuan Xi was beaten into a shrimp.

    He curled up and vomited, and when he saw Fang Xing going out, he shouted: "You are a powerful minister, you are a powerful minister, you will not die a good death! I, Yuan Xi, curse you not to die a good death!"

    Fang Xing kept walking, An Lun turned around and cursed: "Idiot! Just wait to be cut into pieces by a thousand knives!"

    Lei Du didn¡¯t dare to speak. He didn¡¯t want to suffer, so he didn¡¯t dare to anger Fang Xing.

    Seeing that Yuan Xi was a little hysterical, he said: "The big thing was defeated by Fang Xing, so you hate him and I hate him, but after all it is just a dream. Your Highness is probably pretending to be crazy. You and I are chess pieces, about to be stepped on."  A bad chess piece, so enjoy your last days, there won¡¯t be many more.¡±

    Yuan Xi suddenly laughed, his voice was sad.

    "If it hadn't been for him, this would have been a big deal. I wish I could eat his flesh! Eat his flesh"

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    Outside the imperial city, those people were submitting "petitions" and loudly saying good things about the prince. If the prince did not ascend the throne, the people in the world would be so impassioned.

    This is the fifth emperor of the Ming Dynasty, connecting the past and the next.

    "He will be a good emperor."

    Quan Jin rushed to the capital. The old man looked haggard. He first went to cry to Emperor Daxing, and then came to find Fang Xing.

    Fang Xingxing currently lives on the top of the city, making a vegetarian hotpot and eating it.

    Quan Jin took a bowl of vegetarian dishes and ate it in two or two times, and said with satisfaction: "Yes, His Highness is majestic and heroic, with the style of Emperor Wen, and there will be no trouble around the Ming Dynasty. The prosperous age is coming!"

    Fang Xing vaguely remembered who had said this before. He put the noodles into the pot to cook, sniffed and said, "The posthumous title of Emperor Wen is not good."

    Quan Jin asked casually: "Why is it bad?"

    "It's not about literature, but about civil and military skills, so we should be called our ancestors!"

    "this¡­¡­"

    Quan Jin is a kind man. He took the second bowl of vegetarian dishes from Fang Xing and said, "Emperor Wen has made extraordinary achievements and can be called the ancestor, but"

    "Fang Xing!"

    Zhu Gaoxu strode up, frowned when he saw Quan Jin and said, "If you don't go home to rest, are you trying to imitate Jin Zhong?"

    This guy is so straightforward even when he says he cares!

    Fang Xing saw that Quan Jin was so angry that he said: "Your Highness is concerned about you. Sir Quan, go home quickly. Later I will ask someone to ask for your permission and ask a royal doctor from the palace to take a look at your body."  .¡±

    Quan Jin stood up, glared at Zhu Gaoxu, and walked away.

    Zhu Gaoxu sat carelessly on the low stool left by him, rubbed his eyes and said, "I haven't been able to cry. I went to the palace just now, but Zi Gong couldn't help it when he looked at my eldest brother. It's embarrassing!"

    He let go of his hand and looked at the bull's eyes, which were a little red and swollen.

    "Brother went away after not enjoying the blessing for a few days, hey! Bring me some wine!"

    Zhu Gaoxu touched his eyes and asked for wine. Quan Jin got angry when he came to the side and shouted: "Your Highness, how long has Emperor Daxing been away? How can the clan drink?"

    Zhu Gaoxu glared and wanted to take action. Fang Xing quickly stopped him and said, "Just drink. Whether you are sad or not does not depend on whether you drink or not."

    Quan Jin scolded Fang Xing: "Uncle Xinghe, you are making a fallacy. Please wait until I enter the palace to report it to His Highness!"

    Zhu Gaoxu was in a bad mood and became furious when he heard this. If Fang Xing hadn't pulled him away, Quan Jin would have been unable to survive today.

    Fang Xing persuaded Zhu Gaoxu with wine.??Then the two of them drank on the top of the city, and the sergeants didn't dare to say anything when they saw it.

    "My eldest brother is miserable. He has had to live on airs since he was a child. I wouldn't be able to bear it."

    Zhu Gaoxu drank very quickly, and gradually became a little drunk, so he pulled out a long knife and hacked at the city bricks.

    With debris flying everywhere, Fang Xing covered his eyes with a wine glass.

    Zhu Gaoxu said angrily: "I don't want to go back to Le'an, and I don't want to die there of old age! Fang Xing, do you think Zhanji should guard against me?"

    Fang Xing shook his head: "It's not necessary, I'm just worried about having a headache. You are his second uncle, what can he do if he gets drunk and maims someone?"

    Zhu Gaoxu said dejectedly: "They are all gone. Only the third child and I are left. The third child is a cunning one. I don't like to deal with him. Who else is there? Zhang Fu and the others stay at home to raise their children all day long. I am the only one left."  Alone in Le'an"

    "Those were good days."

    Fang Xing felt that that kind of life was not bad, but it was not very friendly to children and could not travel far, so he could only sit in a well and watch the sky.

    Therefore, each generation of vassal kings in the Ming Dynasty was not as good as the previous one. The main reason was that the vassal kings were restricted to their fiefdoms and were not allowed to travel far, and the sky they could see was only so big.

    "It's going to be crazy."

    Zhu Gaoxu said confusedly: "I have been running horses in Le'an all day long, training my son, but what can they do after training? Fang Xing, what do you think they can do in the future? They can only go to bed after eating, and continue to eat when they wake up."

    Fang Xing shook his head, speechless.

    "There are only two ways. One is to return to Beijing, don't ask for any fiefdom, and then become a dandy. The second way is let's see in the future."

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    "Brother, when will dad come back?"

    Fang Xing has been in the city for a long time, and Wuyou has become familiar with her home again, but she has lost a father who loves her.

    Tudou was drawing a little figure for her, and when he heard this he said, "I can't come back until there is a new emperor."

    Wuyou pouted: "Who is the new emperor?"

    Tudou shook his head, but thought of Zhu Zhanji who used to come often.

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    Zhu Zhanji was in Fengtian Hall, looking at the seats in a daze.

    Each chair represents an ancestor. From Zhu Yuanzhang¡¯s chair to Zhu Di¡¯s, and further down, there is his father

    There will be one more chair here in the future, which will represent him.

    "Your Highness, the memorial tablet will be moved from the apse tomorrow."

    Yu Jia doesn¡¯t know Zhu Zhanji¡¯s purpose of coming here, but he will ascend the throne tomorrow, and he still has a lot to do!

    Zhu Zhanji waved his hand, and Yu Jia led the people out.

    This is the family temple, the Zhu family¡¯s family temple.

    Zhu Zhanji walked to the front, stood in front of the chair representing Taizu Emperor Gao, and looked at the chair quietly.

    A chair is just a chair. It only represents that meaning when the tablet in the apse is placed on it.

    Behind is Zhu Di¡¯s chair.

    Zhu Zhanji slowly squatted on the ground and whispered: "Grandpa Huang, your grandson will ascend the throne tomorrow and become the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Are you happy?"

    The chair was silent, and Zhu Zhanji said slowly: "Grandpa Huang, thinking of those ministers, my grandson is a little scared. He is afraid that he can't stop them. It would be great if you were here."

    Tears fell from his face. He touched the chair and choked up: "Grandpa Huang, my grandson misses you"

    ¡°¡­My grandson thinks about the time when you suppressed those ministers and did not dare to move, and thinks that you still have the strength to march north, fight vertically and horizontally, and be invincible in the world¡­I also think about the teachings you gave me¡­I will never forget it to this day.¡±

    "Actually, my grandson doesn't want to be the emperor at all, I just want you to still be here"

    "In the future, my grandson will be strong, just like you. He will not be pinned to that chair and unable to move. Fatherjust"

    Zhu Zhanji looked at the chair that represented Zhu Gaochi, "Father, don't worry, the child will not be weak"

    A breeze blows in, bringing the last spring.

    Zhu Zhanji stood up and walked out backwards.

    When he arrived outside the palace, he turned around and looked at the sky and said, "How is Huang Yan?"

    Yu Jia said: "The old dog is locked up in Dongchang. He eats whenever he can and sleeps whenever he wants. He is quite happy."

    Zhu Zhanji sneered and said, "Let the imperial doctor nurse him back to health from today on. He must be well."

    Yu Jia understood and said: "Yes, I will go to Dongchang to deliver the message later."

    Zhu Zhanji walked out of Fengxian Hall, then looked at Qianqing Gate on the right, feeling a little sad.

    Starting tomorrow, he will officially be stationed there.

    He was a little uneasy. When he turned around, he vaguely saw Fang Xing in front of him. He smiled and said, "Are you scared? Do you still remember that dream?"

    Zhu Zhanji murmured: "I have not forgotten that wherever there is sunshine, there is the territory of the Ming Dynasty" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)We will officially move in there.

    He was a little uneasy. When he turned around, he vaguely saw Fang Xing in front of him. He smiled and said, "Are you scared? Do you still remember that dream?"

    Zhu Zhanji murmured: "I have not forgotten that wherever there is sunshine, there is the territory of the Ming Dynasty" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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