Seeing Zhu Di throwing things, the eunuch couldn't help but step forward, but Zhu Zhanji laughed and took the brush and shouted, "Grandpa Xie Huang rewards you, grandson goes to the small kitchen of his father's side to see first, and give you some filial dishes tonight."

Looking at the agile steps of his grandson leaving, Zhu Di couldn't help but smile, but when Zhu Zhanji walked away, the smile turned into coldness.

"Check! Check Guanglu Temple thoroughly!"

...

Miao Yuan’s home is not a slight look at, but when you walk into the backyard, you find that the luxury here is completely comparable to that of salt merchants.

When he arrived here, Lin Zhiyuan became cautious and smiled at the maid who led the way, for fear of offending others and affecting his own girl's status.

Miao Yuan had just left the yamen, and two maids were serving him to cleanse his face.

Miao Yuan couldn't help but sigh comfortably as he applied a hot towel on his face.

After uncovering the towel, Miao Yuan frowned and looked at Lin Zhiyuan, "What are you doing?"

This is very rude, but Lin Zhiyuan has no complaints at all, and he smiled flatteringly: "Mr. Miao, the first-rate Fang Xing comes to threaten me today and say that he wants to prepare to give you..."

Miao Yuan said tiredly: "Where is Xie Wentong? Didn't he do it?"

"ah?"

Lin Zhiyuan said in surprise: "But I haven't seen Lord Xie today!"

"Bang!"

The warm towel was still thrown on Lin Zhiyuan's face. Miao Yuan stared at Lin Zhiyuan with his triangle eyes and said coldly: "Do you think others are servants you call and leave at will?"

However, Xie Wentong didn't come to report the result to himself today. Miao Yuan was also a little dissatisfied, thinking about whether he would find an opportunity to hit him.

"You go back and report it before coming next time."

If Miao Yuan hadn't thought that Lin Zhiyuan could still make some money for him, Miao Yuan wouldn't be so polite.

"Yes, yes, yes, the younger one will leave."

Although Lin Zhiyuan was driven away, he felt relieved because of Miao Yuan's attitude.

Wait, wait until the army of the Northern Expedition sets off, and wake up, I will make you look good at that time!

Lin Zhiyuan followed the maid out. After reaching the gate, he took out a small string of copper coins from his purse and handed them over, holding his head up and said, "Take it and buy some food."

The maid curled her lips disdainfully, but she still took it.

Lin Zhiyuan looked back at the mansion behind him and sweared in his heart: One day, I, Lin Zhiyuan, will also make a fortune!

"Let's go!"

After shouting at the doorman, Lin Zhiyuan felt a little regretful that he gave too many doors when he came.

Just one step outside the threshold, Lin Zhiyuan saw a group of soldiers trotting in the distance.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Zhiyuan looked around, but did not see the bandits.

Be careful. Lin Zhiyuan asked the coachman to pull the carriage to the side so that the road could be opened.

But the group of soldiers came straight here and rushed into the Miao family under Lin Zhiyuan's dull gaze.

The few soldiers left behind saw the carriage and shouted, "Who are you waiting for?"

The coachman was so scared that he collapsed on the ground. Lin Zhiyuan felt his heart beating rapidly, and even the sound could be heard.

"Several officials, the young ones are resting here, let's go now, let's go now."

Lin Zhiyuan walked over, kicked the driver with his toes, and shouted in a low voice: "Go away!"

The carriage left, and not long after, Miao Yuan, who had just looked powerful, was dragged out like a dead dog.

Fang family, Fang Xing looked at the two women who were working on clothes and said softly: "When I arrived in the army, I can't use so many clothes. I'll buy them when I go to the place. You should take a break."

Zhang Shuhui raised her head and said with a look: "Husband, the clothes in those ready-to-wear shops are not dense enough, so I'm afraid I'll wear them soon."

When Xiaobai was rarely able to sit, she gently placed her feet on the back of the bell, bit off a thread, and said with red eyes: "Young Master, how long will it take to go this time before you come back?"

Fang Xing smiled and said, "It's about half a year."

In fact, this is a bit humble. Starting from Jinling and then waiting for Zhu Di to assemble a large army, even if the war goes well, it will basically not be able to come back for half a year.

Zhang Shuhui knew, so she was just preparing clothes silently. As for food, it won’t take long to prepare it. Why not make up for it at home?

There was another bowl of chicken soup at night. Fang Xing felt that if this continued, he would probably be kicked out of the Northern Expedition Army by Zhu Di.

"I'll get fat."

Fang Xing grabbed Zhang Shuhui's little hand and drooped her head.

"Young Master, someone is looking for you."

"Why!"

Fang Xing let go of his hand and whispered: "Prepare the hot water and let's wash it together."

In the past, Zhang Shuhui would definitely not agree, but today she nodded softly, which made Fang Xing's heart cheer up and went to the front with a happy mood.

After getting married for a long time, Zhang Shuhui is still very conservative in some aspects. Today, she opened this thin slit and Fang Xing believed that this was just the beginning.

But this good mood disappeared after seeing the man in the front hall.

Fang Xing walked in and said coldly: "Boss Lin is here. Do you dare to ask if you like my house?"

Paralyzed! What is this guy doing? Do you think he is sure to win? Is he here to force the palace?

Fang Xing really had a murderous intention at this moment.

"Plop!"

But the next moment, Lin Zhiyuan's performance surprised Fang Xing.

After kneeling on the ground, regardless of the pain in his knees, Lin Zhiyuan begged: "Mr. Fang, it's me, Lin Zhiyuan, was blind. Just let me go. If you go back, you will send the land deed of Mingyue Tower..."

After looking up, Lin Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and said, "I still have some wealth in my family, so please accept it with Mr. Fang."

"Why do you have to!"

Fang Xing looked at Lin Zhiyuan who was still stubborn yesterday, but today he became a pitiful person, which made people feel that things are impermanent.

Lin Zhiyuan said happily: "It is necessary, it is necessary! The little one is willing to offer his property and volunteer to be a slave in the Fang family."

This was a complete surrender. Lin Zhiyuan thought that Fang Xing would agree happily. Then he thought about the woman at home, thinking about which one would look more at the young man in front of him, and turned around and sent it over.

"It's too late!"

Fang woke up the cold words.

Since Lin Zhiyuan was afraid to be the point of giving up to the Fang family as a slave, it means that the matter has been taken over by the palace.

According to Zhu Di's nature, he would not give up this case without causing Guanglu Temple to be overwhelmed.

As the initiator of this case, whether Lin Zhiyuan will take responsibility or not, his future is already destined.

These words were like a bolt from the blue, which made Lin Zhiyuan burn all over the country. He said wailingly: "Mr. Fang, the little one is just a ghost-obsessed. After being bewitched by Miao Yuan, he has developed a covetous desire for No. 1. All of this is Miao Yuan's instruction!"

Fang Xing said coldly: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. Go back, eat and drink. If you want to stop yourself, you can at least suffer less."
Chapter completed!