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"Your Highness, there is a rumor outside that when Xinghe Bo was worshiping, there was someone in the tomb... and it sounded like the old prince's voice."

Zhu Jixuan's expression was ugly. He specially found a long sword in his hand and his eyes were swift.

"Swap people! Swap all those people, and then... well!"

The long sword flashed with cold light and slashed it lightly, just like Zhu Jihui's expression at this time, with murderous aura.

Zhu Jihui always felt his eyelids twitching, and he said restlessly: "Will this matter be false?"

The visitor said, "Your Highness, Zhou Ting is already panicked and is asking his subordinates one by one."

"Then go clean up!"

Zhu Jixiu sighed, saying that he was guilty. If this matter was false, Zhou Ting would come to report it to him immediately.

So...has it really appeared?

Zhu Jixi blinked his eyes, his body shrank back, his eyes frightened, looking for something everywhere.

Everyone below saw that the prince was guilty and scared!

What is he afraid of?

The people below muttered in their hearts, and their eyes were not right.

As a leader, you must always be calm and never show any timidity.

As soon as you show your timidity, the people below will disperse and become active.

Zhu Jixiu coughed dryly, and his eyes turned, "This matter is nothing but a slander from some villains. I sent someone to investigate, and all those found were dealt with."

At this time, the vassal king had not yet been waiting for death, so Zhu Jihui dared to be so awesome. If he dared to search the city and deal with the people privately, the local officials' bullets could probably overwhelm the emperor's imperial case.

Those below think about it, if the emperor of the Ming Dynasty was Zhu Di, then the emperor of Taiyuan was Zhu Ji-hui.

Seeing that his subordinates were all relaxed, Zhu Jihui cursed in his heart and said, "Go and ask Fang Xing what he is doing in Taiyuan."

The man in black robe bowed his head and was about to go out. The man who had gone to deal with the guardians in the tomb was back, and his face was full of panic.

The man in black robe was stunned. He watched the man run in and said anxiously: "Your Highness, there are rumors outside, saying yes... say yes..."

"What do you say?"

Zhu Jixiu asked gritted his teeth, and the sword in his hand could hardly help but throw it out.

The man trembled and said, "Your Highness, there is a rumor outside that you... want to... want to kill someone..."

"Kill someone to silence you!"

"Shameless!"

The long sword in Zhu Jihui's hand finally threw it out. The man subconsciously lowered his head, and then the long sword flew over from his head.

Very dangerous!

"All nonsense! This is slander! This is shameless slander! I want to appeal to Your Majesty, and I want to impeach the party to wake up! I want..."

What are you going to do?

Everyone below lowered their heads lowered, knowing in their hearts that the first test after this prince came to power was coming.

"Come, wait for me to write a letter!"

The letter was written to Zhu Gaosui. In the letter, Zhu Jihui first recalled the "deep friendship" between the two, and then said that the "rich resources" in Taiyuan are considered as treasure land, etc.

Finally, the pen tip turned and the murderous aura came out.

"... That person woke up to Taiyuan City and had trouble all day long. The people in the city were in great pain! I had to endure it because I didn't know what this person was coming..."

After writing the letter, Zhu Jihong hurriedly arranged for someone to deliver it to Peiping.

"You must have a reply, otherwise you won't have to come back!"

The messenger went to tears, and the man in black robe said, "Your Highness, King Zhao confusing, must not leave us any pens and ink."

Letters are evidence, and most people who have ghosts in their hearts will carefully deal with their writing.

Zhu Jixiong scolded: "Then go steal and cheat, and I also deceived him with the king!"

With Zhu Gaosui's handwritten letter, Zhu Jihong felt confident.

"That is His Majesty's beloved son. Only by getting involved with him can we have a good life in the future, do you understand?"

There seemed to be a flame burning in Zhu Jixiong's eyes: "You know, the current crown prince is not favored by His Majesty, but King Zhao has been staying in Peiping. Why is this? It's just that His Majesty is still waiting for the opportunity."

It is also a science to cheer up your subordinates. If you can use a few words, your subordinates will be very powerful and screaming leader. That ability will definitely be great.

"I heard that the prince's feet are getting worse and worse. No one can help him walk, and he has to be carried by someone when he goes in and out. You can read the history books. Which dynasty and which generation of princes are so useless? So the opportunity is in the future. Everyone should work together. Once they become, we will naturally rise! "

The three people below nodded, their eyes also showed vigorous ambitions.

As long as people have the opportunity to make progress, they will consciously or unconsciously hold on. This is instinct.

Without this instinct, humans will not make progress so fast. Perhaps they are still slashing and burning. Every day, they are wrapped in a few leaves and running around, climbing trees is even more powerful than monkeys.

Zhu Jixi nodded with satisfaction and was about to encourage him. There was a noise outside, and then a guard came in and said, "Your Highness, Xing and Bo are at the gate, threatening to break in."

Zhu Jihong's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he stood up and said, "How many people did he bring?"

The guard remembered the group of soldiers with coldness behind Fang Xing, and fought a cold war: "Your Highness, more than one hundred people, only one hundred households."

Zhu Jihui kicked over the chair and roared: "Call the guards, I want to see what he wants to do today!"

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At the gate of the Jin Palace, Fang Xingzheng looked at the plaque with his hands behind his back and said in a marvelous manner: "Who wrote this word? Find it out and ask him to write ten or eight for Ben Bo."

Fang Xing had the problem of collecting calligraphy and paintings. This problem has become widely known and everyone thinks it is a "elegant disease".

Huang Zhong coughed dryly and said, "Brother, this person is probably gone."

Fang Xing turned around and saw the people watching the fun from a distance. Obviously, his fear of the King of Jin's mansion had penetrated into his bones.

"This is the sweetness of power!"

Huang Zhong said, "Brother, these are just a few."

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "The county magistrate who destroyed the family and the prefect who destroyed the family do not have a detailed set of laws to restrain the upper and lower levels, and there is no effective supervision system. Don't think about the administration!"

"Brother, someone is here."

Fang Xing turned around, looked at the royal palace guards who rushed over with great momentum, and smiled and said, "Has Zuo Wei entered?"

Xin Laoqi whispered: "I went in, and Xiaodao took him in just when the door was messy."

Fang Xing felt relieved when he heard this and went up to meet him.

At this time, the momentum cannot be lost. Seeing this, a fierce light flashed in Xin Laoqi's eyes and shouted: "All of them are here, who dares to draw the sword at the master and kill him by random swords!"

So a scene similar to the conflict between gangs in later generations appeared on the scene.

Fang Xing was on the way, and behind him were more than one hundred scouts and hundreds of households.

The opposite side was obviously much inferior, but the guards were in front of him, but they could not see Zhu Jihong.

"Is it worthy of being a king if you shrink eggs?"

The distance between the two sides was ten meters, and Fang Xing raised his hand and both sides stood still.
Chapter completed!