After talking to Xie Jin about the previous salt merchants, Fang Xing felt that he had benefited a lot.

This grand sir who was like a prime minister in the past, naturally had his own opinions on the entire Ming Dynasty.

Xie Jin said that his mouth was dry and he woke up and poured tea quickly, but Xie Jin said, "I don't drink tea. If you go back, you can give me a bottle of wine. I will find Huang Zhong to enjoy the moon together at night."

What month do you enjoy when it’s cold?

Fang Xing agreed, and then the maid came to inform him that Zhang Shuhui was ready.

“What are you ready for?”

Fang Xing was stunned, and Xie Jin said gloatingly: "I am leaving, remember to send someone to drink."

When I woke up to the backyard and saw Zhang Shuhui's appearance in full dress, I suddenly realized it.

"Honey, have you forgotten?"

After Zhang Shuhui got into the car, she said coquettishly.

"Didn't forget."

Fang Xing opened his eyes and said lies: "Don't you think it's lunch time for me? I want to save money for the Duke of England."

When he arrived at the Duke of England's mansion, the old lady didn't ask why she was late, but just asked Fang Xing to talk to Zhang Fu after the ceremony.

After Fang Xing left, the old lady smiled and said, "My son-in-law has quelled the Jiaozhi Heroes Rebellion this time, and no one at home gives gifts?"

The eldest lady smirked and said, "Sure, there must be some. Now my second sister is rich in her husband, but do you know the regulations on returning gifts? Why don't my sister-in-law tell you?"

Zhang Shuhui smiled and said, "That's not necessary. My husband often says that people can get along with each other. There is no need to deliberately please anyone, so my little sister feels much more relaxed."

In fact, the truth is that Fang Xing doesn’t like giving gifts. He doesn’t lack that little thing, and he is also disgusted with having to go to social events after returning home. So after a long time, everyone knows one thing: Xing and Bo are “very honest”.

"It is still necessary to have human relationships, otherwise who will help you if you have something to do?"

The old lady had some disagreements on this point. The British Duke's House had formed a network through marriage and other means, which could help each other.

And Xing and Bo... are they called Mansion? It's a bit bad.

"My son-in-law is still too straightforward."

The eldest lady said with a smile.

Zhang Shuhui said lightly: "My husband doesn't like to commit fraud, nor does he like to act like a stern person. He thinks serious couples should live like the people, so my younger sister thinks it's pretty good."

These words almost made the eldest lady feel old: Zhang Fu and she are in a state of "eating the same face as each other and respecting each other."

Zhang Shuhui threw hidden weapons here, and Fang Xing was also complained in the study.

When Zhang Fu heard Fang Xing talk about the situation simply, he was so angry that he pointed at Fang Xing and scolded him: "You, can't you see the pit here? The salt merchants in the Ming Dynasty are rich enough to rival the country. It's not a lie. You are not afraid of being poisoned to death one day?"

Xue Huamin also said with a deep affection next to him: "Second aunt, as far as I know, those salt merchants rarely have no lives on their hands."

Zhang Fu said angrily: "Even if Your Majesty rejects this, the salt merchants know that it is you who are instigating you, so will you still go out in the future?"

Fang Xing just smiled, his smile a little cunning: "I feel like I like to kill people a little. After coming back from Jiaozhi, I can't hear the shouts or see the blood rushing. I feel that I can't sleep well at night."

Xue Huamin shivered. Fang Xing is not Wu Xia Ameng. After several battles in the south and north, except for the size of his leadership, the others were not as bad as Zhang Fu.

"Hey!" Zhang Fu had no choice but to persuade: "The servants should explain it well. If you feel something is wrong, then go out less."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Don't worry, brother, Fang Wu and Xiaodao are alert, Xin Laoqi is powerful and has no obstacles."

Fang Xing is now a good friend, so Zhang Fu couldn't persuade him anymore, so he had to analyze the possibility that this matter could be passed.

"Ninety percent sure!"

Fang Xing said: "Your Majesty is definitely unwilling to give this to those salt merchants, so didn't you plan to use salt to attract people to reward people a few days ago? Now you just lack an excuse to let Your Majesty not take the blame for changing the ancestral system."

Zhang Fu said slowly: "That's simple, it's just a little bit of trouble for someone to do it."

If outsiders do it, this is taking the blame for the emperor, and they may be regarded as evidence of guilt in the future.

Fang Xing smiled: "This matter will not be too slow."

After lunch at the Duke of England's Mansion, Fang Xing took Zhang Shuhui to go home.

Before he could reach the gate, Xue Huamin hurriedly chased after him, and said with a look of haunting expression: "Second aunt, three salt sellers were taken in Jinling City."

Damn it! So fast!

Fang Xing signaled Zhang Shuhui to get on the carriage first, and then asked in a low voice: "Is the crime of selling private salt? Also, who did it?"

"The charge was for selling private salt, and it was Jin Shangshu who took action."

Jin Zhong... is so loyal!

Xue Huamin whispered: "Mr. Jin has the emperor's will. After years of detecting those who are conspiring and conspiring, there is no trace of action."

If we talk about the people who were most trusted by Zhu Di in the court, it was Jin Zhong. Zhu Di even asked him to secretly investigate conspiracy and indiscriminately, which was interfering with the later functions of the Dongchang.

When he got home, Xie Jin hurried to find Fang Xing, and as soon as he met, he started to spray: "Was that powerful man led him to the salt?"

Fang Xing smiled dryly and said, "It's probably true, otherwise it's not worth it to pass the message at the risk of turning against me. That's threatening me. Haha, no one has threatened someone in our house for a long time, and I feel a little excited!"

Xie Jin frowned and said, "Dehua, you are too risky! This matter should not be underestimated. It is easy to avoid open guns, but it is difficult to prevent hidden arrows. Be careful!"

"There will be no profit if you don't take risks!"

Fang Xing's eyes were deep, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed: "I want to make a big contribution to Fang Jian. Without His Majesty's support, it would be a bloody blow. If you can survive, it would be a burning incense to the ancestral tomb. So Mr. Jie, I must take the risk, otherwise I might as well close the door in Fangjiazhuang and have fun with my wives and concubines every day!"

Xie Jin smiled bitterly and said, "You have lofty ambitions, but just your studies are just like you. If you want to be prosperous, you have to spend your whole life fighting and you will be uneasy after death."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "If it doesn't work before my lifetime, I will probably be crushed and ashes after my death. But it doesn't matter. If I can't complete the task of Daxing Fang learning in my lifetime, then I... so what if I leave the Ming Dynasty! And watch it step by step towards the abyss in a cold eyes."

I started again, maybe the speed was very slow, but it was another way for the Han people after all!

"Master, Jia Quan is here."

Jia Quan had a bit of a sharp aura on his body, and after saluting, he said, "Brother, the evidence of those three people selling private salt is conclusive. Lord Jin has submitted a memorial. Please ask Your Majesty to investigate it strictly."

Fang Xing said solemnly: "Mr. Jin Gaoyi, Fang Xing admires it!"

Fang Xing sincerely admired the old man. He actually found out Zhu Di's thoughts and took the blame.

"Mr. Jin is not only sharing his worries for His Majesty, but also helping me to divert many risks..."

Jia Quan also said with emotion: "I heard that Your Majesty has not even had lunch, so he almost sent the imperial doctors from the entire Imperial Hospital to Mr. Jin's house, saying that he wanted to give Mr. Jin a good look."

How could Zhu Di not like this? But Jin Zhong's body was a little bad, and he was getting older, so Zhu Di felt even more reluctant to let go.

Jin Zhong's move directly attracted part of the firepower, which made Fang Xing sigh.

"Come."

"master."
Chapter completed!