Fang Xing has entered Beijing!

In order to rush the road, even the war horses ran to death at the city gate.

The news is always quick, and many people are talking about it in different tones and attitudes at supper.

Fang Xing was shocked by Shandong in Hejian Prefecture, and it was logical that he should not leave without authorization.

When he comes, something must be happening.

In this context, people can't help but wonder.

Fang Xing entered the palace.

Zhu Zhanji was about to have supper when he heard the news of his request for a visit.

This can be considered arbitrarily resigned.

When Fang woke up, he looked tired and Zhu Zhanji quickly asked someone to make a bowl of mutton soup.

The mutton soup is very delicious. I woke up and finished drinking it for a few sips, and then apologized.

"... Someone in Hejian Prefecture is connected. I am worried that the influence will expand until the capital, so I ordered people to be taken according to the confession..."

Zhu Zhanji was also drinking soup. He was not as rude as Fang Xing, so he directly drank with a bowl, but slowly enjoyed it with a spoon.

"... Most of those people... have a lot of bad deeds and have more than enough exile."

Zhu Zhanji's hand held the spoon and stopped over the small bowl, then slowly delivered it to his mouth and drank the soup.

"Not?"

"It's gone."

Fang Xing was very calm and rogue.

This created a certain fact, but made Zhu Zhanji passive.

Zhu Zhanji drank the soup, then stood up, and went out of the warm room with Fang Xing.

It was dark, and the lights in the palace were dotted, corresponding to the stars in the sky.

Zhu Zhanji went outside, stood on the steps, took a deep breath, and said, "I said last time... I'm afraid the capital is not easy, and the powerful are also accumulating. You... are going to test it after all."

Fang Xing stood on the side, and there was only Song Laoshi around the two of them.

Song Laoshi touched the oil paper bag in his arms, held the broom with satisfaction, and continued to act as the "No. 1 Guard in the Great Inner".

"Yes."

Fang Xing did not deny: "The capital city must be stabilized first, otherwise it will be hindered everywhere. Hejian Mansion is between Shandong and the capital city. Moving for a moment will not make the capital city panic or insignificant..."

Zhu Zhanji looked at the night sky with a complicated expression, "Are you going to take the blame?"

Once you fail, Zhu Zhanji is not allowed to take charge. Fang Xing will be a slander and a treacherous minister. A bad person who can be named in history will naturally be thrown into the eighteen levels of hell.

"Clearing the offer ultimately has a far-reaching impact and takes a lot of time. If it stagnates here, what should I do if other innovations are done?"

Fang Xing murmured: "We are all young, but we can't resist the involvement of time. If we don't figure it out now, who can do it in the future? Who dares to do it?"

"This is the last chance!"

Zhu Zhanji was shocked and saw the seriousness on Fang Xing's face sideways.

"corn……"

"They can't do corn, unless they lay the foundation for you, they will definitely not do it."

The stars gradually became gorgeous, and Fang Xing breathed the refreshing air and said, "The people who were arrested have absolutely no innocent people. I will not let your reputation be affected. As for the reaction of the capital, I guess few people dare to provoke me. After all, they are called magnanimous... Hahahaha!"

The laughter seemed a little lonely in the night.

Zhu Zhanji did not laugh. He suddenly felt very tired when he listened to Fang Xing's laughter.

Body and mental exhausted!

"We must continue to work hard, the Ming Dynasty is still far from it!"

Fang Xing's voice was a little excited, and he regained his fighting spirit, which was good news for Zhu Zhanji.

"After understanding of these, scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, plus the powerful, the Ming Dynasty could live at least three hundred years more if it was stable."

Zhu Zhanji walked down and his voice was low: "How many years can the Ming Dynasty live?"

"Three hundred years?"

He turned around and asked Fang Xing, but he didn't want the answer.

"The former Han Dynasty continued, the former Tang Dynasty...the Ming Dynasty and the former Tang Dynasty have similarities!"

Zhu Zhanji's brain was instantly clear, as if he had connected the vast galaxy, and everything was clear.

"A brief prosperity then fell into a long decline and eventually gradually disappeared... Is this how the Ming Dynasty?"

The stars shone in front of the hall, reflecting light on Zhu Zhanji's face.

"Maybe."

Fang Xing could not confirm how much influence he had on the Ming Dynasty. Even though the Tatars and Oirat had disappeared, Japan became Yingzhou, and Jiaozhi became the governor...

But times change, whether it is Halie or the meat fans, including Taixi, who is wary of Daming, God knows what scale of confrontation will trigger in the future.

If the Ming Dynasty itself commits suicide in the future, these enemies will launch an attack without hesitation. As in the late Ming Dynasty, there will be internal chaos and wars everywhere, and then foreign enemies will spy on it and seek opportunities to invade.

"The internal situation must be chaotic first, and then the external enemy will have a chance, so... it is better to clean up the internal situation first."

...

It was banned at night, and Fang Xing walked on the streets of the capital. From time to time, the servants in front of him would negotiate with the people who came to check.

The negotiations were very small, and the soldiers of the Five City Military Command also knew that the ones that could appear at this time were either rich or noble.

Fang Xing wanted to go home and miss his daughter.

I can't go back to my home, so I can only stay in the inn.

At this time, a large number of guests were still in, and the inn shopkeeper happily asked someone to cook and cook.

Fang Xing sat in the lobby, the door was open, the night wind was swept into it, and it was slightly cool.

It wasn't that hot at night, and countless families were cooling off.

The one with poor conditions is a pot of coarse tea, which is naturally much more refined.

Liu Guan was enjoying the cool under the big tree in the yard. On a small table next to him was a pot of wine and several side dishes.

"Fang Xing has entered Beijing."

He was talking to himself, his eyes were confused.

The career journey is like a journey of life. If you don’t want to stop, you have to keep going, go higher and higher, and go higher and lower... lonely!

Not only the emperor felt lonely, but the important officials were also lonely.

When you reach this state, you cannot completely trust someone, even if he saves your life.

Liu Guan felt that his career would no longer move forward, and he might not have any.

The emperor was a little impatient with him. Fortunately, he could understand the holy intentions and at least he had controlled the investigation and the court. Otherwise, the emperor would have wanted to replace him last year.

The Right Censor Wang Zhang was staring at him. As long as the emperor showed the intention of replacing people, Liu Guan absolutely believed that a "overthrow Liu" trend would arise within the Duke Court.

Some people say that he is not a gentleman, so he shouldn't have come to the office for investigation.

The courts and the courts are investigated. That is where you want to check the atmosphere. Why don’t you come in?

And it’s Zuodu Censor, who will submit to your leader?

So his life in the Ministry of Public Procedure was quite difficult, and he exchanged and detoured many times, and then he gradually controlled his subordinates.

However, these are all false, and they will inevitably disappear due to certain changes.

"A gentleman..."

Liu Guan chuckled and raised her glass to take a sip.

He must break the deadlock, otherwise he will be obscured and even stinking.

So he needs to drink some wine and add a weight to the benefit.

An important official of the dynasty actually needed alcohol to help with decision-making, and if he said it, he would probably be sneered.

But Liu Guan just drank like this until the moon gradually became colder and there was silence everywhere.

He still didn't sleep when he returned to the bedroom, just thinking quietly.

When the time came, he slowly ate a bowl of porridge, plus a small pot sticker, and then put on his official uniform and went to the yamen.

His speed was very slow, as if he was expecting something.

He saw that Shenxianju had opened the door and several friends were cleaning outside the door.

"It's all faster, and you have to clean it inside, and then have breakfast and there are bones!"

A woman's rough voice came from it, and then she asked her brother to come out.
To be continued...