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Jinling is still hot in early autumn, and Zheng He still has not come back.

People who knew he went out to sea to try sailing were muttering, and some even said that he was unwilling to stop the treasure ship, so he took the small fleet to the West.

"Zheng He probably couldn't bear to come back and wanted to float on the sea for a while."

Fang Xing also wanted to go out to sea and go to Tianfang and Africa now, but he knew it was difficult.

Before Zhu Zhanji ascended the throne, before he firmly sat down, it was estimated that Fang Xing would find it difficult to go out to sea.

Zhu Zhanji was looking at the map, slid across the sea with his fingers, passing the Old Port Xuanwei Office and Sumatra, and then it was a vast area.

"The world is big, the Ming Dynasty is small."

Zhu Zhanji covered the sea with his palms, and compared it with the territory of the Ming Dynasty, he felt that there were too many unknown things in this world.

"Then you study it slowly."

Fang Xing ran away.

As Mo Chou's labor period approached, Fang Xing's mood was a little unfavorable, and he was anxious and confused.

Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but smile when he saw his hurry, then his smile slightly lowered and remembered Sun's letter.

In the letter, Sun expressed his longing. The charm and cuteness of a woman were vividly displayed on the paper, making people want to rush back, just want to embrace her in their arms.

Without a son is Zhu Zhanji's biggest flaw at present. For this reason, he went to privately to find a doctor who was not an imperial physician. He didn't want people to know about this matter, but it was still fruitless.

Later, he told Fang Xing about this, but Fang Xing laughed at him, saying that if he had it, it means that he could have a child, but it was just a matter of opportunity.

Someone outside said viciously that he had no son, but Zhu Zhanji didn't care about this. As the prince, he had long been enlightened to not be supported by everyone.

As for the son...

Thinking of the undercurrent in his backyard, Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but frown, a little unswerving.

Those women were fighting for the right to mating with him, and the purpose was to steal the son of his husband.

But these are just small things for him. At present, he is concerned about the atmosphere in Peking.

All kinds of news show that Peking is currently like a slush, and the emperor is like being tied up there and cannot breathe freely.

“What about it when it’s my turn?

Zhu Zhanji was a little confused. He didn't like to play tricks with his ministers, but he had to play.

The prince and the emperor are not the same profession. They have different pressures and different perspectives. Only when you sit in that supreme position can you know what kind of challenges you are facing.

"Challenge? I like the word."

...

"I don't like challenges, so you are the one who is your daughter, it's best to come out obediently and don't let your mother suffer."

Even though he prepared the medicine, Fang Xing knew that difficult labor would be a difficult problem in the future, and in the end he had to have a caesarean section.

But in this era, Fang Xing felt that this was no different from suicide.

The equipment is ready, and this midwifery equipment has given the outside world a new understanding of him.

Sexy scum!

But Fang Xing felt that he was just a friend of women!

"Master, Your Highness went out to inspect."

Xin Laoqi's voice came from outside, Fang Xing left his ears from Mo Chou's lower abdomen and said regretfully: "This child ignores me."

At this moment, Fang Xing was left behind by Zhu Zhanji's safety.

In order to balance the body, Mo Chou's body leaned back slightly, touched his bulging belly and said, "Master, this kid is shy!"

Fang Xing laughed and stood up, helped her sit down, and said, "You keep it well, I'll go and have a look."

The news outside was blocked by Fang Xing, so Mochou didn't know about his assassination, so she agreed with a smile, then watched him slowly leave the courtyard before saying to his brother: "This child is very well-behaved. Where was the talisman paper we asked for the child last time? Take it out and I'll help the child put it on."

My brother said happily: "This child must be a smart one, and I will definitely like it when the time comes."

Mo Chou said softly: "I like it no matter whether it is smart or not."

Then a piece of talisman paper was put into Mo Chou's arms...

...

"What did he go to patrol?"

When he saw Wang He, the gentleness on Fang Xing's face disappeared, and he was so vicious that he seemed to be trying to beat someone up.

Wang He said helplessly: "Your Highness said he wanted to see if the minor officials below were doing their duty."

Is this guy so angry?

The surviving assassin kept the secret as expected. No matter what punishment it was, he could not speak, and Fang Xing missed the An Lun who could make people fear.

"How can he do this?"

Fang Xing was furious and then called the servants to chase him.

Do those assassins have any accomplices? And have they given up their plans to assassinate?

These questions flashed through Fang Xing's mind. He passed the vassal kings of the Ming Dynasty in his mind and finally chose three suspects.

...

The young man's passion was surging in his heart. Zhu Zhanji only hated those opponents hiding their heads and tails. He hoped that his dormant in Jinling could be exchanged for those people's contempt, and then gave them a thunderous blow.

His heart was stirred, and naturally the horse was fast. After leaving Chaoyang Gate, Zhu Zhanji took the lead and accelerated the speed. The guards behind him and the soldiers of the Black Thorn followed one after another.

In Yuxia Village where Chaoyang Gate went out for seven or eight miles, the desolation that Fang Xing and Wanwan saw had been completely renewed.

This originally abandoned village was slowly occupied because of fertile land.

This is how the Ming Dynasty is now. After being recognized as a wasteland, I reported it to the government and naturally I could go to reclaim the land. After the Ming Dynasty took over a lot of territory, the government mostly turned a blind eye to the reclaiming land, and even transferred its household registration to the reclaiming land.

This is also a political achievement!

Zhu Zhanji had no goal. When he galloped all the way to Yuxia Village, he stopped his horse and asked, "Why do there are houses here that look abandoned?"

Although many people have moved here, some places are still deserted, looking like a valley in the downtown area.

The vines crawled all over the houses, like a jungle.

"Your Highness, this place was abandoned, but there have been more people in the past few years."

Zhu Zhanji nodded, then rode his horse slowly into the village.

At this time, there was a sound of horse hooves behind him, which was very rapid. Wuchuan looked back and said, "Your Highness, it seems that Xing and Bo are coming."

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "Are you afraid of assassins?"

After Fang Xing arrived, his eyes looked bad, and Zhu Zhanji said, "I decided to go out temporarily. Even if there are assassins, they will not have time."

Fang Xing frowned and said, "You shouldn't take risks, the son of a daughter...you shouldn't take risks."

The emperor, including the prince, are people who can influence a country's future, so no matter how much you like going out, it is better to stay in the palace obediently.

As for those so-called "emperors" who left behind a few romantic events and legends that were portrayed by later generations and earned a lot of box office, they were just going to inspect their own slaves.

See the world by the way!

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "Let's just take a look, you have to look at it to be at ease."

At this time, Jia Quan and others who went to the village to investigate first came out and reported: "Your Highness, there is nothing abnormal in the village."

Fang Xing was there, so he naturally took over the protection work. He ordered: "Pay attention to the roof and the clamping roads. If you find any abnormalities, you will start first."

The group entered the village, and the people were shocked to see the crowds. Some went home and closed the door quickly, while others stood there in a daze.

Zhu Zhanji dismounted and saw those scared eyes, he walked up to an old man and asked, "Dare you ask the old man, can you talk with me?"

The old man's thin body trembled slightly, but he didn't dare to refuse, so he said, "I have some rough tea in my little family, please let me move."

Zhu Zhanji followed with a smile, and Jia Quan followed without a trace.

The old man’s home was renovated from the previous house, and there were still vines on the walls. He probably liked it, so he didn’t tear it off.

After entering the main house, the old man's little house had been scared and hid in the inner room, and he didn't dare to leave.

The old man gave the best chair in the house to Zhu Zhanji, but he stood by himself.

"Sit down, old man, otherwise everyone will not be able to speak peacefully."

Zhu Zhanji smiled and asked him to sit down, then asked the little official and the grain manager's good and bad luck.

The old man dared not say it, he just pretended to be stupid.
Chapter completed!