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"Daidai?"

Fang Wu was stunned, Jia Quan nodded and said, "Your wife is amazing! She speaks in an orderly manner, which scared Mr. Wu from the Ministry of Justice. Hurry up and ask someone to check it out, otherwise..."

There were two people lying on the ground, otherwise what?

Jia Quan smiled and said, "You are very skilled, I..."

"I'm going out! I'm going to meet Daidai!"

Fang Wu rushed up, grabbed the railing with both hands, and shook wildly.

Jia Quan was startled and saw Fang Wu's face being ferocious, as if he didn't go out, he would be crazy and destroy everything in front of him in the next moment.

"I'm going out! Jia Quan, please tell the master, just say I want to go out to see Daidai and then commit suicide!"

"Why!"

The seed of infatuation!

Xin Laoqi said: "Go out, I beat the person, and the Ministry of Justice should not make things difficult for him."

Jia Quan nodded and went out to find Wu Zhong.

...

"master."

Fang Xing narrowed his eyes and looked dull with a normal expression, saying, "How do you know that they will attack Xin Laoqi and Fang Wu?"

He lowered his eyes and said lightly: "The master's confinement happened almost at the same time as their murder and their arrest."

Fang Xing smiled bitterly without saying a word, and Huang Zhong even wanted to cover his face with his hands.

Standing there, Baiyi Shengxue, her face was calm. Fang Xing felt that even if she put the knife on her neck, she would not move her.

Fang Wu! You kid are blessed!

"Go back, I've sent someone to deal with it, and they can't do anything."

"Thank you, Master!"

Dai Daifu left, leaving two men looking at each other.

Huang Zhong laughed and said, "Mr. I think I can go home and work as a farmer."

Fang Xing said helplessly: "I also feel that I can concentrate on taking care of you at home."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The two couldn't help laughing at the same time, and Huang Zhong even patted the handrail, laughing so hard that he couldn't breathe.

"Brother...this...it seems that someone wants to block you in Fangjiazhuang and trap Xin Laoqi by the way. But I don't know if it's a military command or the other party wants to take action."

Lingling walked in from outside, slowly walked to Fang Xing's feet and lay down. After adjusting for a few times, she laid her head on Fang Xing's feet and looked out the door comfortably.

Fang Xing leaned over and touched its back and said lightly: "Although the bell is getting older, it can still bite those thieves to death!"

The bell turned his head and rubbed Fang Xing's hand with his eyes indifferent.

Huang Zhong stood up and said, "Then go and arrange something?"

“No need.”

Fang Xing touched Lingling's head and said, "If they think that if they trap Xin Laoqi, they will make the Fang family mess around, then come and try it."

As Fang Xing's spokesperson for martial arts, Xin Laoqi performed outstandingly in many conquests, and was even granted an official position by Zhu Di.

Therefore, many people from the outside world believe that Fang Xing’s martial arts are just about Xin Laoqi in front and Lin Qun'an behind, and he is just a puppet.

"Fang Wu is back!"

Fang Xing stood up and said, "Where is he? Where is Lao Qi?"

Xiaodao said awkwardly: "Fifth brother went home when he came back. He was very anxious. He saw that those who were blocking the road were kicked away, and finally injured his foot."

"Bang!"

Fang Wuyi kicked open the door, and his violent emotions disappeared instantly.

Daidai was sitting by the window, the light shone in through the glass window, illuminating her face almost transparently white, while the other side was shadow and gray.

Put down the book in his hand, stood up and said, "Husband is suffering."

Fang Wu took a step forward, looked at her foolishly, and asked, "Didai, you like me, do you?"

Daidai put down the book in his hand, lowered his eyes and said nothing until Fang Wu held it hard in his arms.

"You like me! You like me..."

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"Your Majesty, this is the thing. The deceased Ministry of Justice has found out that the back of the head was hit hard and died, but Xin Laoqi has not hit him in the back of the head."

Wu Zhong thought of the anatomical scene and wanted to vomit and get hit hard. It started to dissipate, which shows how powerful it is.

Zhu Di has finished his last political affairs this year and is siping lightly with a cup of tea in his hand.

Putting down the teacup, Zhu Di said lightly: "This matter is delayed."

Well……

Xin Laoqi was wronged!

Wu Zhong had no choice but to leave, and he could go home directly as soon as he left the palace.

The Spring Festival holiday of the Ming Dynasty has begun!

The vacation has begun, but Concubine Wang’s busyness has just begun.

After arranging the women in the harem, she still has to arrange Zhu Di.

When he walked into the Ganqing Palace and saw Zhu Di reading a book, Concubine Wang asked: "Your Majesty, when will the family banquet be held this year?"

Zhu Di casually said: "Just on the fifth day of the lunar month, you will be more affordable at that time."

The Chinese New Year is also a time of intensive sacrifices. Zhu Di now mostly sends Zhu Gaochi to represent him, but he cannot be lazy, at least he cannot be free.

Seeing that Zhu Di still had no sign of moving, Concubine Wang advised: "Your Majesty, the palace is lively now, so you should go out for a walk."

Zhu Di nodded, then got up and moved his somewhat stiff body, and went out with Concubine Wang.

There are holidays everywhere, but the eunuchs do not have holidays.

Of course Huang Yan is not among them. As long as Zhu Di does not summon him, he can rest happily for a few days, and at most he can go to Zhu Di's side to meet him every day.

Lying on the bed, crossing my legs, a small stove made the room warm as spring.

Huang Yan looked at the outstretched cigarette pipe and said contemptuously: "Strange tricks and tricks!"

"Eunuch Huang!"

Huang Yan frowned and said, "Who is it?"

The curtain was lifted, and a eunuch walked in and said with a smile: "Eunuch Huang is so enjoyable! Our family is so envious."

"Yang Qing? What's your business going to do?"

Yang Qing smiled and said, "This is not the New Year. The bastards in our family are called poor. I want to ask Eunuch Huang, will you pay more money and food this year?"

Huang Yan did not put down his raised legs and said lazily: "Why are you taking so many adopted sons for? You deserve it when you find something to do!"

"Eunuch Huang, we are old friends for many years. Let's talk about it, and I'll invite you to drink afterwards."

"This depends on Your Majesty's mood, and the meaning of the Imperial Concubine."

"It's indeed Eunuch Huang, our family has received education."

Yang Qing gave a thumbs up and praised: "Your Majesty is busy with affairs, so you have to look at the Imperial Concubine."

Huang Yan said angrily: "You go, let's have a good sleep in our house."

Yang Qing looked around and then walked forward and whispered: "The situation in the east is determined. You have offended him a lot over the years! Why don't you think of a solution now!"

Huang Yan looked at the curtain and whispered: "Our family offended him too much. Even if he surrendered, it would be useless. Otherwise, do you think our family is a fool?"

Yang Qing sat beside the bed and sighed: "There is no chance for King Zhao!"

Huang Yan said stubbornly: "Who knows until the end?"

"Do you still remember how many times His Majesty ordered King Zhao?"

"Remember, why don't you remember!"

Huang Yan said with a smile: "In the seventh year of Yongle, Your Majesty issued an order to say that Your Highness is spending a lot of money every year, so that Beiping Xing would give His Highness more money every year. In the tenth year of Yongle, Your Majesty said that King Zhao was young and sent two chief ministers to the palace, Your Majesty..."

"Why!"

Yang Qing waved his hand and smiled bitterly: "How old is Your Highness in the Seventh Year of Yongle? How old is Your Highness in the Tenth Year of Yongle? You are young?"

Huang Yan was stunned for a moment, his right leg slid down and fell heavily on the bed. He said in a trembling voice: "In the seventh year of Yongle, His Highness is twenty-eight years old, His Highness is ten years old, His Highness... His Highness is thirty-one years old..."

Damn! Twenty-eight years old is called young, thirty-one, and after thirty years old, it is still called young, this...
Chapter completed!