"Brother Yang."

Xu Xianchun, who left the palace, gave Yang Xin a thumbs up...

He is really convinced now.

This is definitely a lucky star!

In fact, he had just burst into cold sweats. With his political awareness, of course he could guess that Wanli wanted to find a scapegoat to coax the scholars and give them sweet dates. Everyone knows this method. Yang Xin must keep it for later use, but he does not have the qualifications. Wanli must beat him up, which is a sweet date for those scholars whose hearts are hurt.

However, Yang Xin easily solved it after a few words.

He was simply fined for one year for his salary just because he commanded the Jinyiwei to make the two green insects fall into an oxygen-deficient coma.

but……

But I got a very fat man.

“When will we set off?”

He asked immediately.

Next, he will take a team of Jinyiwei to escort Yang Xin. Of course, to be precise, he escorted Liu Shimin to Qufu to deliver medicine to Yanshenggong. The current Yanshenggong Kong Shangxian is already seventy-eight years old and is said to be in poor health. His Majesty the Emperor is too concerned about Yanshenggong and has to send medicine to Yanshenggong even from thousands of miles away. As for Yang Xin's side, that has nothing to do with delivering medicine. Yang Yishi only has a deep personal relationship with Liu Shimin and is bored in the capital, so he goes with him to appreciate the beautiful mountains and rivers of the motherland.

He should indeed leave.

He had just returned to the capital for a few days, and he had messed up the originally peaceful capital.

At this time, someone with a keen eye had already discovered that when he was in the capital last time, he seemed to have caused more trouble in this city. This time he went to Liaodong to kill people, and his destructive power rose sharply after he came back.

"How about tomorrow? The sooner the better!"

Yang Xin said.

While speaking, he looked forward.

Xu Xianchun followed his gaze and saw Fang Shihong there. He then clasped his fists and signaled to the latter, then turned his head and left, preparing to set off south tomorrow.

And Yang Xin went to Fang Shihong.

When the two met, Fang Shihong took him straight to Fang Congzhe's house.

Fang Mansion.

"I underestimated you!"

Fang Congzhe, who was enjoying the snow in the warm gaze, said slowly as he looked at the white area in the garden outside.

"You always call me here, don't you just want to say this to me, right?"

Yang Xin said.

He sat down unceremoniously.

"You are a smart person. Smart people should have the way of living for smart people, high officials and generous salaries, beautiful wives and concubines, and enjoy wealth and glory for generations. This is the way of living for smart people. Smart people should also know how to advance and retreat, know what to do, and what not to do.

For example.

A smart person will not want to be enemies of the world.

That was a mantis arm that was in a chariot.

I know about Tinglan and you.

Lao I am her uncle, and after her father passed away, Lao I will be her father.

Then I will say something to you in this identity, don’t try to change the facts that already exist, don’t try to do things beyond your ability, and don’t be enemies of the world.

I have been up and down for nearly forty years in my official career, and I have been the prime minister. I know everything better than you. I cannot be said to be a literati. The Fang family is also a Jinyiwei, but I dare not cross that line. Do you think you are more powerful than a prime minister? It is inevitable that you are young and reckless, but since you are a smart person, you should wake up. Everything in the Ming Dynasty currently has its own truth. This is not caused by anyone, but that everyone needs such a situation.

Don't try to challenge everyone.

Being a smart person should do.

The descendants of our Fang family have no talents, and they are all these people who have a lot of money. Only Ting Lan is congratulated but is a woman. I hope she can marry someone who helps the Fang family to keep their wealth, rather than a disaster star that may destroy the Fang family at any time.

Do you understand?"

Fang Congzhe said.

"And then sit and watch the world decay like a smart person?"

Yang Xin said.

"The world is corrupt? How come the world is corrupt? Isn't this prosperous era still the same?

Liaodong is indeed fighting, but when did not fight outside the pass? Jiannu did cause trouble for Liaodong, but could Jiannu be as good as Yesian's army at the city? Last year, there was indeed a famine, but how could humans resist this natural disaster? So what about the famine last year? Is it comparable to Shandong's famine four years ago? It's just a little relief and it's been through it!

This is how the world is, and it has always been like this.

The border troubles occur every year, and the border troubles are solved. The small ones are small and the big ones are big. Hundreds of thousands of healthy men in the Ming Dynasty were in Hehuang, Shaanxi and Gansu, and Xuanda. In any year, they were not fighting with the barbarians. When you were in Liaodong, the mother and son were still plaguing Baima Pass. Such things happen every year, and the walls protect it, and it cannot delay the singing and dancing of the capital. The famine also occurs every year, and the famine is solved. The Ming Dynasty is very big. The famine in Shandong is made up for the harvest in Huguang. The grain from ships is constantly transported on the canal. On the Yangtze River and on the Huai River are full of grain transport ships. The west side is not enough to make up for the east side, and the north side is not enough to make up for the south side.

These are all trivial matters.

As long as we do not have civil strife, the court will behave as usual.

The days just passed.

This Ming Dynasty is actually like our palace. Over the years, there are all kinds of things everywhere. In daily life, there is always a window that is broken and tiles are broken. As a minister, he is a papermaker and repairing. The days are just over."

Fang Congzhe said.

"What if there is a fire?"

Yang Xin said.

"The palace has been established for two hundred years, and it has suffered many fires. After extinguishing the fire, it will be cultivated. If one generation cannot be cultivated well, the next generation will continue to cultivate. The Emperor's Palace was burned in the 25th year of Wanli. After more than 20 years of cultivation, it is still being cultivated. Isn't this palace still standing?

If not for this, what else would you like?

Push the palace to rebuild?”

Fang Congzhe sneered.

"That was not burned completely. Of course, it would have to be rebuilt if it was burned clean!"

Yang Xin said.

Fang Congzhe looked at him with sharp eyes.

Yang Xin looked at him unceremoniously.

"You are in danger, and the Fang family will not welcome you again!"

Fang Congzhe said.

"Second Uncle!"

Suddenly, there was a scream from the door next to him, and then Fang Tinglan ran out from inside.

"Get out!"

Fang Congzhe shouted.

The servant next to him hurriedly grabbed Fang Tinglan.

"Gei Master Fang, this is wrong!"

Yang Xin said.

"Apologize to my second uncle!"

Fang Tinglan shouted anxiously from the side.

"He doesn't need to apologize. Such a person is too dangerous. The matter between you two has ended here. From today on, you are not allowed to see him again, and you are not allowed to enter the Fang family's door again!"

Fang Congzhe looked at Yang Xin and shouted.

The next moment, Yang Xin in front of him suddenly disappeared. The old man turned his head quickly, and at the same time, Fang Tinglan's screams and the screams of the servants rang. Before he could wake up, Fang Tinglan had already arrived in Yang Xin's arms. Fang Congzhe subconsciously roared, and then Yang Xin hugged Fang Tinglan and passed by him again, suddenly knocking open the wooden carved window of the warm pavilion, and landing outside in the splash of debris.

The slaves who were staying outside were confused.

Fang Shihong, who was also outside, was confused.

Everyone looked at Yang Xin who suddenly appeared in front of him in amazement.

"Catch him!"

Fang Congzhe's roar sounded inside.

The slaves woke up instantly and drew their swords as quickly as possible.

Yang Xin, who was holding Fang Tinglan, didn't even look at them. He jumped up and then landed on the nearest two-meter-high rockery. He instantly bounced up again when he fell down, like a grasshopper, and in a chaotic scream below, he fell on the roof of the warm cushion, standing on the oblique eaves. Fang Tinglan in his arms looked at him stupidly. This standard lady never thought that she would be held in his arms like this, but this was not the first time. The last time he hugged her was even more ashamed...

"Quick, get around!"

Fang Shihong's roar sounded below.

"You, let me go!"

Fang Tinglan said with a flushed face.

"Then we both have no chance. If you insist on this, then I respect your choice!"

Yang Xin said.

Fang Tinglan closed her mouth all of a sudden.

Yang Xin smiled with satisfaction.

Fang Tinglan looked at him biting her lips.

Yang Xin suddenly lowered his head and kissed her in the mouth with ruthlessness...

"Be good, I'll take you to cook the raw rice first!"
Chapter completed!