The group wandered until Wu time and then went back, but Zhu Zhanji and Fang Xing wanted to follow the black and thin eunuch out of the city.

The road conditions were good, and everyone rushed all the way, but after reaching a mountain pass at the foot of the West Mountain, it was still ugly.

"Our family is called Cheng Er, Your Highness, Xing He Bo, please come with our family. The rest of the people are waiting here, and someone will take you to settle."

Xin Laoqi was silent, and Jia Quan had no objection. He muttered to the new Shen Shitou: "Is that person reliable? Your Highness, Xing and Bo, don't encounter ambush."

After entering the mountain, Cheng Er lit a torch, and the three of them held it, and then walked up the mountain road.

It was chilly in the mountains late at night, and I always felt that someone was peeking at me.

Fang Xing grabbed Zhu Zhanji and whispered: "Be careful, I always feel that someone is staring at us."

Zhu Zhanji looked around and saw that he could only see the outlines of some mountains and trees as dark as he could.

"No, this person is trusted by Grandpa Emperor."

Zhu Zhanji rubbed his cold face and felt that Fang Xing was a little too sensitive.

“Those are secret whistles.”

A secret whistle?

Fang Xing was a little confused. What was the place here? He actually wanted to guard the secret sentry.

"These secret whistles are specially used to scare the people."

Cheng Er introduced the situation in a concise manner and then walked to the top of the slope.

Here is a flat land, and to the right of the flat land...

"Why does it seem like a house?"

"It's the house."

At this time, someone suddenly lit a torch on the right and walked slowly.

"See Your Highness!"

Wang Yan?

Fang Xing's confusion was immediately resolved.

Zhu Di wanted to calm Zhu Zhanji's heart! He also had some explanations.

The way of immortality is unlimited, and the dream of immortality is lingering.

Zhu Di, who abandoned the idea of ​​immortality, decisively showed his trump card to Zhu Zhanji, which also meant to hand over the shift in advance.

But Zhu Gaochi doesn’t know!

Fang Xing felt that this matter was a little numb.

Did Lao Zhu think Zhu Gaochi will suppress Zhu Zhanji in the future? It must be.

So today, taking advantage of the Lantern Festival opportunity, let Zhu Zhanji come. After Zhu Di goes, this strong army will be Zhu Zhanji's amulet.

But why do I have to follow me?

"Xinghe Bo, Your Majesty believes that the firearms will prosper in the future, but the black thorns are swords and guns. How to strengthen the black thorns so that they can compete with the firearm army depends on your Xinghe Bo's methods."

"Is it called Black Thorn?"

Fang Xing understood that while the powerful combat power of the Firearm Army was shocking, the black thorn, which could have been regarded as a surprise, became useless.

"Yes, the thorn in the darkness."

Wang Ye walked over, even now, he was still wearing a helmet and armor, as if he could rush into the capital with the Black Tslam at any time.

Wang Yan reached out and invited Zhu Zhanji and Fang to wake up.

As we walked along the way, gradually, the wooden houses gradually became clear.

“There are still on the slope.”

Wang Yan pointed to the opposite side and said, "It is not easy to find a flat piece of land here, so all the extra places are used for practice."

"You're talking a lot today."

Fang Xing remembered Wang Yan the previous few times.

"Yes." Wang Yan said frankly: "Our people followed His Majesty to the north to go to Yingzhou and North Korea last time. When they came back, they thought about it and felt that Black Thorns could not continue like this, otherwise they would become useless."

That was hiding in the army, watching the Jubaoshan Guard advance as an officer, and then came back to calculate, and felt that compared with Jubaoshan Guard, Black Thorns had no chance of winning.

So tonight there should be two purposes, one is to give the black thorn to Zhu Zhanji, and the other is to throw the problem to Fang Xing.

Wang Yan led Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji to a wooden house, "Your Highness, Xing and Bo, stay here for a night tonight."

Zhu Zhanji nodded, feeling a little heavy.

Wang Yan went in and lit the oil lamp, then exited, and Cheng Er disappeared into the darkness.

There were two beds in the wooden house, so I woke up and touched them. Fortunately, I guess it was not long before I was ready, so the bedding was not considered wet.

"Go to sleep."

Fang Xing felt sore all over his body and didn't want to move when he lay on the bed.

The mountains are silent, and occasionally the unknown birds and beasts are crying, making people feel lonely when they hear it.

Fang Xing didn't think about anything. Since Lao Zhu put himself in, he must have achieved results.

Fang Xing's breathing gradually became smooth and long, and he was confused.

"Brother Dehua, do you say... will my father suppress me?"

"Um?"

Fang Xing was shocked, opened his eyes and said, "You are crazy!"

This question is very sensitive and directly involves a series of changes after Zhu Gaochi ascended the throne.

"I'm not crazy. Thinking about the relationship between the emperor and his father, I feel... it's hard to be an emperor, and the prince is not hard to be a sorrowful person!"

Fang Xing's sleepiness ran away, his brain turned and he explained: "The father is weak and the son is strong, so there will definitely be this warning, but don't think too much, just endure it will pass."

"But... this is not the prince's torture, but... it also comes with the counterattack of those people."

Those people, that is, those who are afraid of science, those who are wary of Zhu Zhanji's attitude of not being willing to stick to Confucianism and not trust Confucianism.

Thinking about that situation, Zhu Zhanji felt that the future was dangerous.

"Are you scared?"

Fang Xing asked with a smile, and he also felt that there would be torture in the future, but this was the inevitable price for those who wanted to accomplish great things.

However, Zhu Gaochi's body was worried, and Fang Xing was not going to tell Zhu Zhanji about this.

"I'm not afraid. Emperor Wu of Han also experienced hardships when he was young, otherwise there would be no future expulsion of the Huns!"

"Zhanji, Emperor Wu of Han has great martial arts skills, but he is incompetent in governing the country. He has withered a powerful man everywhere. I hope to see that you can surpass him in civil and military skills. In this way, the Ming Dynasty is the Ming Dynasty in my heart!"

"Okay! I've written it down, I'll learn to be patient and deal with it."

"Actually, things are not as bad as you imagined. First of all, you are the crown prince. No one dares to challenge your status at this point. Why? Because you are the crown prince appointed by His Majesty today. Whoever dares to deny it is the public enemy!"

If you have a righteous name, you will be silent. Zhu Zhanji's identity is the most troublesome thing for those opponents.

"Unless they dare to do something, you will be finished early. But Your Majesty obviously thought of this, so he not only sent the guards, but also wanted to hand over the black thorns to you."

"Go to sleep."

Fang Xing knew that someone might be listening to his conversation with Zhu Zhanji around the wooden house and then reporting it to Zhu Di.

"good!"

The two stopped talking and gradually fell asleep.

Half an hour later, something was slowly moving in the darkness behind the house, and gradually crawled away from here.

Cheng Er hadn't slept yet and sat cross-legged on the bed.

"who?"

"grown ups."

"What did you say?"

"Xing He Bo comforted the grandson, saying that the matter was not that serious, and... and..."

"what else?"

"And... Xinghe Bo said that if the grandson wants to surpass Emperor Wu of Han, the Ming Dynasty is the Ming Dynasty in his heart..."

"Is Emperor Wu of Han?"
Chapter completed!