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Chapter 1667 Long-lost King Jin

Xu Dang knelt at the door of the big mansion, his face pale.

This house is not as big as the Xu family, but it is worth a hundred times the price because it lives inside the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty. It is said that many people want to wait for Zhu Zhanji to buy it after returning to Beijing, but they don’t know whether the government agrees.

When a pair of boots appeared in his eyes, he looked up with hope.

He knew that Quan Jin was a good person, and was soft-hearted. He only asked for a request, and maybe he could plead with Zhu Zhanji.

Jia Quan said coldly: "Where did the private affairs come from the state? Are you trying to get rid of the bad intentions of Lord Quan? Go away quickly, otherwise you will be allowed to go to prison to accompany your father and son!"

Xu Dang's lips moved, "Sir, student..."

Jia Quan looked at him coldly, thinking that if the late emperor was there, the Xu family would not have run away after hearing this.

After Jia Quan entered, the door was also closed.

Xu Dang slowly stood up and turned around with the last glimmer of hope in his heart.

He didn't come alone. Among the more than ten friends, seven followed him loyally, just opposite the big mansion.

Where is the person?

Xu Dang looked around and felt a huge despair hit. He stumbled into the middle of the street, but there was no one in front of him.

Turning around, the sun shines on the tiles, and the reflected light makes Xu Dang squint, but he still doesn't see anyone.

The summer sun is very poisonous, but Xu Dang feels that he is in the cold winter and is cold all over...

...

Li Ermao went to the academy, which was arranged by Fang Xing. He needed to let later generations see how outstanding the students in the academy were.

Standing in the classroom, Li Ermao looked at the strange faces, felt mixed feelings, and then said, "I was originally a woodcutter..."

The students below were stunned and were a little surprised at his revealing their own shortcomings. Li Ermao nodded and said, "Later, I admired science and asked the mountain leader. The mountain leader brought me and my mother into the academy. This is my beginning..."

The students all looked at Li Ermao on the podium with respect.

This senior brother can be regarded as a legendary figure in Zhixing Academy. He entered the academy halfway through the woodcutter and then claimed to be the first person in the academy to work hard.

When the court decided to conquer Myanmar, no one wanted to go in the wilderness, but Li Ermao volunteered, which was regarded as a risky move for the future at that time.

Look at him now, his eyes are bright, his expression is calm, and he also has a little...majesty.

Is this experience?

"Study hard is the duty, but knowing and doing things, knowing but not doing things is a waste of time. Therefore, you must dare to do things and not be a person who talks big. Such people are not worthy of studying science!"

Li Ermao's words were very direct and were very impactful to these students.

After the speech, a student raised his hand and asked, "Senior Brother, how are you in the army? How did you adapt to it?"

"In the army?"

Li Ermao showed a look of memories on his face, and then smiled and said, "The army is actually relatively simple. There are not as many twists and turns as in the officialdom. You have the ability. As long as you don't meet a bad Shangguan, you can almost certain that your future will be bright. For example, I, following Lord Fang Zheng in Burma, the soldiers below use their lives and the officers do their best. This is the unity of the whole country..."

Fang Xing listened outside the classroom and nodded with satisfaction when he heard this.

Of course, there are also filth and confrontation in the army, but for these young students, they cannot be allowed to contact these things too early.

“…Frustration is essential and beneficial.”

Li Ermao became more and more mature, and he was calm when speaking.

"Every time you experience setbacks, it is a growth for you, so don't be afraid of the future, but should be longing."

Then Li Ermao talked about the local scenery in Myanmar and the roughly development of the war, which made the students fascinated.

...

"Don't worry about those disputes after entering Beijing. Remember, when encountering things, you should look at them from the perspective of interests. Whoever gains the most will have the greatest suspicion."

Fang Xing sent Li Ermao outside the city and reminded: "If there is something wrong and it cannot be solved, you can go to Xia Yuanji or Jin Zhong."

Li Ermao bid farewell to Fang Xing, and watched him and his group go away, Fang Xing sighed and said, "This is a dandelion! It flew around, I don't know where it finally took root and sprouted."

...

The palace of King Jin was actually a small palace, which was the benefit Zhu Yuanzhang had for his sons at that time.

So if you talk about good to your sons, Zhu Yuanzhang could probably be ranked among the emperors of ancient and modern times.

No matter how luxurious the palace is, you will get used to living in a habit and then get tired of it.

Zhu Jihui was like this, so he didn't take a look at the golden brilliance in front of him, but just looked at the man standing below and shouted, "How is the prince in Jinling?"

The man was wearing a cloth clothes and looked frosty, and said, "Your Highness, the prince has been working hard in Jinling for the people, and has also been thrust and beaten the officials, and has already gained a foothold."

Zhu Jixiu became fatter, but his eyes became sharper. He gently patted the handrail with both hands, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and asked, "Where is that magnanimous?"

The man thought for a while and said, "Your Highness, the prince is mostly the chief officer in Jinling, and Fang Xing is a thug. He attacks everywhere, causing a mess of the officialdom and the scholars in Jinling, and is famous for his reputation."

Zhu Jixiu looked at the void in a steady state and said, "The Southern Scholars are the essence of the Ming Dynasty. Didn't anyone come out to suppress him?"

The man lowered his head, hid his wry smile, and said, "Your Highness, that man is too fierce. The family of Yan Bingxing, a famous scholar in Jinling, was taken down by him. Later, he left a son who did business in the big market. Perhaps to show his kindness and selflessness!"

"kindness?"

Zhu Jixi smiled happily.

The man recalled the actions Fang Xing had when he arrived in Jinling and said, "Your Highness, Jinling's civil and military officials dared not provoke him. He has been dealt with by the people in the martial arts world several times. Every time he has become famous, those people...the butts are not clean, so they all shrank."

Zhu Jixiu said disdainfully: "Idiot! That's because the prince is here."

The man was a little puzzled. He was a figure under Zhu Jihui who was similar to a strategist and a secret detective leader, so he had to pay attention to it.

At this time, the real adviser Yuan Xi came in. He was wearing a black robe and calmly walked, which made Zhu Jihui think of the "black prime minister" in a daze.

Yuan Xi approached and bowed and said, "Your Highness, the latest news, Your Majesty is a little interested in going out to sea."

Zhu Jihui nodded and said lazily: "Your Majesty's body cannot withstand the riots! That day, this is to deceive the king, and the sins are unforgivable."

This is a pleasure to talk. Yuan Xi said to the man: "Leidu, you can report your highness to the investigation in the future. Don't add your own speculation, otherwise it will be easy..."

The man's eyes twitched and he said, "Yes."

Zhu Jihong was happy to see the competition between his subordinates. He said: "Thank you for your hard work this time. I will give you a reward when I go home and reunite."

Lei Du bowed and glanced at Yuan Xi with the corner of his eyes.

"Your Highness, the last time His Majesty ordered the clan's mansion to spread a message, saying that it was not allowed to abuse the people, this was a blow."

Yuan Xi talked happily, looking at the very demeanor: "After Your Majesty ascended the throne, he added titles and salaries to the vassal kings in various places. This is a concern for the riots in various places. When the government stabilizes, Your Majesty immediately started to move. When the prince goes up, Your Highness... After all, we and the King of Han were still Fang Xing who had a very pleasant quarrel!"

Zhu Jihui remembered the losses suffered by Fang Xing and Zhu Gaoxu back then, and said with gloomy eyes: "The prince, Fang Xing, believes that if he is on the throne, I will be hard for him to live!"

This is a bit guilty: With Zhu Yuanzhang's words and everyone's attention, no one who becomes an emperor will kill a vassal king.

Yuan Xi smiled and said, "Your Highness, Fang Xing's attitude towards the vassal kings is not very good. Those who are close to Zhu are red, while those who are close to Mo are black. The prince also means this... Otherwise... I will go around the capital? At least I will meet those old friends."

Zhu Jihui nodded, his eyes drifting: "Go, I will take your vacation and go to the capital for a walk with my friends, um... I remember... do you have friends in the palace?"

Yuan Xi smiled and said, "Yes, those people admire Your Highness very much. This trip happened to tell them about the scenery of Jin, which is sure to make people fascinated."

Zhu Jixiu said with satisfaction: "Okay, Jin is incredible. Tell those people that I like to travel with people. In addition... that Fang Xing will do things against the south, which should also cause public outrage, and under the public outrage..."
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