Thank you: "Miaomiao Children" and "Feng Qing Xing Xi Yue Lang" for the rewards for Piaohong!

What the Ming Dynasty gave you is yours!

This is so good for Zhu Di's appetite, he is domineering!

Zhu Di nodded, he disdained to discuss state affairs with a woman.

The eunuch immediately came out and said in his sharp voice: "The dark clouds of Oirat, today your Majesty promised you to enter the temple to be kind. Why don't you go back to your seat quickly?"

Wuyun's body relaxed, and then bowed and retreated.

Fang Xing immediately apologized, and Zhu Di "generously" forgives his "crime", so the atmosphere becomes warm and peaceful again.

"Well said!"

Fang Xing returned to his seat, Jin Zhong praised him indifferently, and then raised his glass to invite him.

Lu Zhen was a little disappointed. As the Minister of Rites, he thought that his words just now were appropriate and appropriate.

But unexpectedly, Fang Xing's intense words satisfied Zhu Di.

Next time I have to think about Your Majesty’s thoughts!

The banquet ended with everyone's intoxication, and as Zhu Di got up and left, everyone began to part.

The dark clouds walked ahead, and their pace gradually slowed down. After Fang woke up, he suddenly turned around and bowed and said, "Foreign ministers do not understand the etiquette of the Ming Dynasty. If there is any rudeness, please Xing and Bo Haihan."

This is a sowing trick!

Fang Xing smiled and said with a spring breeze on his face: "I heard that you have bought a lot of books recently and are reading them, but in my opinion, you have been mistaken."

Zhang Fu also came with him, watching Fang Xing’s counterattack with everyone with great interest.

The dark clouds looked springy and bowed, "This is just a heartfelt word, don't care about Xing and Bo."

"I care!"

Fang Xing suddenly stopped smiling and said coldly: "You probably read some novelist's words, and then you think you have learned the art of provoking the left and right. Unfortunately, this is the Ming Dynasty. Not to mention His Majesty, even my uncle's colleagues will only use your words as a joke."

When the dark clouds looked around, it turned out that most people looked like they were watching the fun.

What a joke! Who would believe the rumors that Fang Xing had a disobedient heart?

Although this guy is domineering, he has only two thousand households under his command. With the existence of the Vermillion Bird Guard, he said that Fang Xing wants to rebel, either an idiot or a fool.

It’s okay to see the excitement, but it’s best if Fang Xing was said to be in a mess. Even if he kills Wuyun later, no one minds, just want to see how he looks embarrassed now.

"Tuhuan is indeed ulterior motives. Dark clouds. Do you want to bury the bones of Peking or go to the palace to clean up? If you have thought about it, remember to tell my uncle."

Fang Xing suddenly felt that his caution was completely unnecessary. This was not a fantasy world. Even if a woman could act, she was just a clown-like character in the face of her absolute strength.

Fang Xingyang left, and the dark clouds stood there. The officials and messengers resisted the urge to laugh and left her one by one.

The crowd passed by, but it was not me who cared about!

Wuyun's body was stiff, and she felt that this was not her fault, but Zhu Di was wrong.

He was respected by the emperor but refused to get angry, but let the people below deal with it.

Is this the emperor?

Wuyun remembered that when Mahamu was there, if he encountered this situation, he would personally pull out his scimitar and cut off the head of the man who angered him.

Zhu Di just looked at all this coldly, as if he knew that someone would come out and clean up her as shameless as if he was as stable as Mount Tai!

Is this the emperor of the Ming Dynasty?

...

Fang Xing was called before he left the palace gate, and then someone asked him to wait by the side.

"Who are you waiting for?"

It is close to the palace gate. For safety reasons, trees are not allowed to be planted, so Fang Xing had to find a wall to stand by.

There are glazed tiles on the fence, but due to the angle, they can only cover half of the body.

Fang Xing hid his head in the shade, and he didn't care about his body.

The palace maids and eunuchs who came and went were all in a hurry. This was not their diligence, but the feeling of being sun-drenched outside was so uncomfortable.

Fang Xing, who was hiding under the wall, was ignored, his body was hot and he just wanted to dig a hole on the ground and then hide in to absorb some wet and cold breath.

Fang Xing leaned his head against the wall, but he didn't feel the chill. He looked up at the dazzling blue sky, knowing that it was Zhu Di's punishment.

What he said before was beautiful, directly hitting the dark clouds and a group of messengers.

But all the ultimate moves Zhu Di was holding back were ruined. If he didn't punish him, how could Zhu Di, who was so angry, be content?

How long does it take to stand?

Fang Xing's body was covered in sweat, and he didn't dare to move. The sweat would spread immediately after moving.

Half a moment later, just as Fang Xing was about to climb over the wall, Zhu Di appeared.

It is not unusual for Zhu Di to appear, it is not unusual for him to wear plain clothes, but the strange thing is...

Zhu Di followed a little short man in a small blue shirt.

Although the little guy was wearing men's clothes, Fang Xing recognized him as soon as he saw it.

"Fang Xing, let's go out to play!"

Wanwan held Zhu Di's sleeve, and smiled with her eyebrows and eyes waved to Fang Xing.

Lao Zhu wants to leave the palace in confinement?

The serious old man and the playful little girl, this picture is very beautiful, but the eunuch who looks very fat behind her is destroyed by wearing a blue shirt.

Fang Xing walked over with a saliva, and immediately his clothes were close to his body, and he could see the sweat vaguely.

Zhu Di didn't say anything, just took Wanwan out.

The eunuch glanced at Fang Xing and whispered: "Come on now."

But now I just want to go home and take a shower!

But Lao Zhu's urine properties were too poor. If Fang Xing dared to run away halfway, the people from the East Factory would probably have arrived at the Fang family within half an hour.

After leaving the palace, two carriages were parked outside, Zhu Di and Wanwan were alone, Fang Xing.

"I must be eating iced!"

Fang Xing unceremoniously speculated about Lao Zhu's unauthorizedness. In such hot weather, you must at least give me one!

...

After bowing his head, the eunuch was surprised to find Fang Xing’s whole body refreshed and there was no trace of sweat on his face, as if he had just come out of the ice warehouse.

Zhu Di snorted coldly, then looked up at the bustling street and headed to the right first.

Wanwan tilted her head and looked at Fang Xing curiously. Because she grabbed Zhu Di's sleeve, as soon as Zhu Di left, she was taken and followed her stumbled.

The street is bustling and crowded, with several guards following closely behind, and everyone wandering slowly.

There are many foods on the left, and there are many jewelry stores, cloth shops, and pastry stores on the right.

Of course I don’t go to the powder shop, I just went into the cloth shop and took a look.

Zhu Di asked about the prices of several kinds of ordinary fabrics, then nodded slightly and bought some cheap coarse cloth.

"Your Majesty, the price has been reduced."

Of course, the eunuch knew what Zhu Di meant, so he made fun of it.

Zhu Di nodded, then asked Fang Xing like an exam: "Why has the price been reduced?"

Fang Xing was a little hungry, so he was busy cleaning up the dark clouds and ate a bowl of yam soup.

"Your Majesty, the Ming Dynasty has added a lot of land, and there are more cotton and silkworm cocoons, and more things are cheap."

Zhu Di nodded with satisfaction. Some officials didn't even know this. In his opinion, people should go home to farm and come back when they will farm.

Fang Xing grimaced at Wanwan who frequently turned around, and then said, "Your Majesty, in fact, cotton can be planted in Samarkand, so that the land of Ming Dynasty can be planted in food. Uh! It's OK with Hami."

Zhu Di glared at Fang Xing and said, "Someone has already talked about this with me, but the countries such as Chagatai and Turpan coexist there and have complex forces. Is the Ming Dynasty suitable to stir up this muddy water at this time?"
Chapter completed!