"Husband, let's go and burn incense."

Early in the morning, Zhang Shuhui wanted to go to the temple.

Fang Xing asked while putting on his clothes, “Why did you suddenly remember to burn incense?”

After a moment of boredom, Zhang Shuhui said, "I want to go and ask for peace of mind."

Fang Xing's hands in his clothes stopped for a moment, then turned around and said, "We are still young, why are you anxious?"

But no matter what, Fang Xing’s fishing plan today was ruined. He would first accompany his wife to get the knot in his heart.

When the head of the family travels, Xin Laoqi will of course take a few servants to escort him.

Today, Zhang Shuhui is not going to go to Xitian Temple, but to go to Tianjie Temple.

The construction of Dabaoen Temple began last year and was large in scale. Zhang Shuhui muttered that after the construction was completed, she would definitely grab the first few sticks of incense.

Fang Xing teased on the side of the carriage, "I heard that the glazed pagoda is just building the foundation. After it is repaired, we will probably be old."

Zhang Shuhui took the opportunity to lift the curtain of the car, and while looking at the construction site of Dabaoen Temple in the distance, she said dissatisfiedly: "Then I will come to burn incense to my descendants and seek peace."

The big antiques of China and the large kilns of Yongle were a little fascinated when I remembered the finished glazed tower.

From Fangjiazhuang to Tianjie Temple, you have to circle Jubaoshan halfway. When the group walked to the avenue, a team of knights rushed over.

"Stop ahead!"

When Xin Laoqi saw that the other party was coming in full force, it took time to avoid the carriage, so he blocked the middle of the avenue and reached out to stop it.

When I came to ride the five people, I saw the riding technique of the unity of the man and horse, I knew that it was a veteran.

After reaching out, Zhang Shuhui cooperated with the help. Fang Xing carried her to his horse and looked coldly at him.

"Husband!"

Zhang Shuhui's face turned pale when she saw this for the first time.

"Don't panic, I'm here!"

Fang Xing put his left hand around his slender waist and touched his right hand towards his back.

The clothes of the five knights in front were a bit like skirts, and they all wore pointed hats on their heads. Fang Xing's heart shrank and he shouted, "Lao Qi, he is a Mongolian Yuan!"

The clothing styles of the Mongols and Yuan dynasties are quite different from those of the Ming Dynasty, and it is easy to distinguish them.

"Zheng!"

When Xin Laoqi heard this, he pulled out the Tang sword, and rode with his fingers diagonally, shouting: "Teacher Huang Qiansun is here! Who dares to collide!"

"Yilulu!"

Maybe it was Tang Dao's threat, or maybe it was the intimidation of the title of Teacher Huang Taisun. When he was more than 30 meters away from Mr. Xin, he finally strangled the horse.

The five horses were impatiently bowed their heads and raised their hooves, and they rode on it. Xin Laoqi's eyes flashed with a sharp light and he took back the knife.

But after Tang Dao was taken back, the person who came did not dare to move forward.

"You can only hit the fist you retracted!"

Fang Xing covered Zhang Shuhui with a veil, then gently clamped his legs and drove away.

The big white horse seems to be possessed by a divine horse today, and its steps are elegant and calm, making people envious in their hearts when they see it.

"Good horse!"

The Mongyuan man with slightly fat cheeks shouted OK, then squinted his eyes and looked at Fang Xing who was close to him.

Fang Xing sat upright on the horse's back, holding his wife with his left hand and hiding behind his right hand. He looked like a knight walking down from the picture, and said in a deep voice: "This is the Ming Dynasty! It's not the grassland where you are waiting for horse racing!"

"Hahaha!"

The fool laughed and said, "I am a great Yuan roaming all over the world, where can I go?"

"Brother Dehua!"

Fang Xing's right hand had just moved to his waist, and a shout came from behind him. He frowned and put the things in his right hand into the middle of his thighs, turning around and looking around.

Zhu Zhanji took the lead, followed by more than a dozen guards chasing him.

Fang Xing waited for Zhu Zhanji to approach and asked, "Why did you get here today?"

Zhu Zhanji waved first, and the guards behind rushed over immediately and blocked the five mistresses in front of him.

"sister in law."

Zhu Zhanji bowed to Zhang Shuhui first and then said, "Today I am going to Tianjie Temple to ask Wanwan for a peace talisman and meet someone."

"Brother Dehua, why is this?"

Zhu Zhanji saw that the two sides were tense, and the other party looked like a fool, so he was a little strange.

Fang Xing sneered: "The barbarians on the grassland dare to ride horses in my Ming Dynasty. If you don't come, I will teach them a lesson today."

Zhu Zhanji frowned and looked at the people, waved his hand and called a guard, whispered a few words, and then the guard went over to talk to the people, with a stern expression.

"It was the mission of Arutai and has not left yet."

Zhu Zhanji also looked impatient when talking about this mission: "Arutai is now forced to be very tight by Mahamu. This time he comes to pay tribute, the purpose is to ask for help."

The men on the other side immediately changed their faces when they heard that they were the Emperor's Grandson's teacher and hurriedly got off the horse and went to the side of the road, not daring to look up.

Fang Xing carried Zhang Shuhui into the car, and joined Zhu Zhanji, and slowly headed towards Tianjie Temple.

Turning his head and seeing the mistresses not daring to run again, Fang Xing turned around and sneered: "Did you see, what is changing with the wind? That's it!"

Alutai was still very good in the past few years, but was eventually attacked by Zhu Di and Mahamu. He and Benya retreated and fled to southeastern Mongolia.

Zhu Zhanji said with a sensuality: "Grandpa of the Emperor made Benyassili and Arutaili surrender, but they said coldly. As a result, our army went out of the frontier and attacked Mahamu on both sides, and the man was defeated!"

Although these five men angered Fang Xing just now, he said calmly: "It was a refreshing decision to join forces with Mahamu to attack Alutai, but it was a failed strategic action."

Zhu Zhanji said in surprise: "Brother Dehua, when he defeated Alutai, the capital was cheering!"

Fang Xing watched the merchants from the Tianjie Temple and Temple busy in the fields from a distance and said lightly: "Once Alutai is weakened, Mahamu's tile thorns will irresistibly expand. How biased the court's judgment on the situation in the Mongolian Yuan!"

Zhu Zhanji opened his mouth and felt nothing to say.

But Fang Xing had something to say. He remembered that the Wasat people kidnapped Zhu Zhanji's sons, causing the defeat of Tumu Fort. He even besieged the capital, allowing the people of the Ming Dynasty who had just passed a stable life for the first time to meet the Iron Cavalry of the Grassland.

"Arutaiben and Mahamu are equal in size, but our Ming Dynasty and Mahamu jointly attacked, which led to an imbalance in power on the grassland."

Fang Xing stared at Zhu Zhanji and said solemnly: "Taishun, the troops of the Watanabe have been sharpened, and the first enemy of our Ming Dynasty is here."

The Wats, also known as the Weitra tribe, were originally a tribe by Lake Baikal. At this time, they were deeply attracted by the flower world of the Central Plains. They were just waiting for their strength to measure the land of the Ming Dynasty with horse hooves.

"Why!"

Zhu Zhanji felt that it was too late to meet Fang Xing, so he said helplessly: "Grandpa Emperor is ready to attack Mahamu, just next year or the year after."

Fang Xing felt his mood suddenly become depressed, and he smiled bitterly, "Why is this going to happen! First attack Mahamu's enemy Alutai, and then attack Mahamu. Do you really think that I am invincible in the world in the Ming Dynasty?"
Chapter completed!