The vassal kings of the Ming Dynasty were very good in the early stages, and almost all the border walls were controlled by the vassal kings, and they were called the prince guarding the border.

But the disadvantages of doing this were too great. In the end, Zhu Yunwen took office and found a way to reduce the vassals. As a result, Zhu Di raised an army to calm down and seized the throne of his nephew.

At this point, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty's vigilance against the vassal kings reached its highest point.

As a vested interest, Zhu Di began to reduce the vassal states as soon as he came to power. Now that the border walls have been fully in the court, the vassal kings have begun to move towards the lifestyle of captivity.

At night, Fang Xing stood by the window of the second floor room, looking at the direction of the royal palace, and pondered for a long time.

"The vassal kings of the Ming Dynasty should not be kept in such a captive way, harming others and themselves!"

Huang Zhong said in the room: "But at present, Your Majesty only has this way of dealing with it, otherwise it will be a disaster if you release it!"

Fang Xing said lightly: "I believe that as long as you don't tremble in your mind, there will always be more ways than difficulties. From another perspective, they are just a few families who have been giving birth. If the title of royal is removed, what are their strengths?"

"It's really not OK to find a way out for them, so they can go overseas. Aren't they covet that position? Each family will manage the land by themselves. At that time, they will be pulled out by donkeys or horses. If they don't, they will be given a royal title. After several generations, they will naturally be lost and unknown."

Huang Zhong was stunned and frowned and said, "It is a good way to enfeoff overseas, but I am hard to control overseas!"

Fang Xing turned around and smiled and said, "I still think that if the local incompetence makes the overseas fiefdom come back, it might be a good thing, Nirvana and rebirth!"

"Look at the history books, how much does it cost to be reborn in the Han people every time they are reborn! They are all killed and injured, and there are no one in a thousand miles! It is better to be annexed by the same clan than to be slaughtered by the alien clan!"

"What is the role of the royal family? I think it is a burden!"

"I have always thought it was a burden. Their existence would only make the man sitting on the throne full of caution. Is it worth it to support them with the people's fat every year?"

Huang Zhong shook his head: "It's not worth it, the key is that the price of supporting them is too high!"

Fang Xing sneered: "It's the royal family! As long as you don't rebel, the Ming Dynasty should support them. Just because their surname is Zhu, they have to support them for generations, Mizhu!"

"The world is so big, but it cannot withstand the gnawing of all kinds of borers. Bolu, time is endless!"

Huang Zhong's eyes lit up: "Brother, are you going to make the King of Jin look ugly?"

...

Early in the morning, Fang Xing wore a blue shirt, followed his servants and went to Heitu Mountain with Huang Zhong.

It was drizzling in early spring, and Zhu Jihong and a few concubines were walking on Xinghua Ridge in the royal palace.

"I listen to the spring rain in the small building overnight, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alleys in the Ming Dynasty."

A delicate voice can always inspire a man's desire to protect himself. Zhu Jihong touched the tree trunk and said, "Who Fang Xing really has no interest in you?"

"Yes, Your Highness, Ming Yue has tempted many times, but Fang Xing's eyes were cold, just like... the eunuchs beside you."

Zhu Jixi muttered, looked downward, looking at half of the royal palace, and felt that the wildfire in his heart was burning.

"Prince, someone is coming up."

A concubine covered her tall tower and exclaimed, her open mouth and frightened jade face were more attractive to men than Mingyue's voice.

Ming Yue glanced at the woman with contempt, and then said, "Your Highness, there should be news."

A eunuch trotted up and said breathlessly: "Your Highness, that's where he woke up to Heitu Mountain!"

"Why did he go to Heituo Mountain?"

Zhu Jihui slapped the tree trunk suddenly and said angrily: "This beast! This beast!!!"

...

At the foot of Heituo Mountain, the tomb of King Jin, which covers a large area, is here.

The royal tomb has walls and guardians.

"Fang was ordered to come to Taiyuan for this trip, and wanted to worship Prince Gong."

Since Zhu Jiying and his son were under house arrest, the place has been out of management for a long time.

Xin Laoqi handed over a silver ingot, and the officials guarding the tomb immediately shouted: "Brothers, come out to see Master!"

Fuck!

A fierce light flashed in Xin Laoqi's eyes, and he was about to deal with the greedy hundred-household officials. Huang Zhong quickly said, "You don't have to give these money, just throw a few strings of copper coins."

"Have you met Mr. Bo!"

A group of soldiers guarding the tomb rushed out and saluted with their eyes shining.

This Zhu Jihong is just committing a crime!

Fang Xing saw the soldiers wearing torn clothes and pale faces and thin skin, and shook his head and said, "Lao Qi, give them some money to have a full meal."

"Thank you, Mr. Mr.."

The officials of a hundred households sighed and said, "The officials have no choice but to do anything. They are so shameless that they ask you for rewards with uncle. I am really afraid of being hungry!"

"Where are your money and food?"

As long as it is organized by the Ming army, these soldiers should have food and military pay every month, but judging by their appearance, they are probably deducted.

“It’s less than half.”

The officials of a hundred households sighed and said, "To be shameless, there is only a little money and food every month. Even if the officials want to be corrupt, they can't do it!"

Fang Xing nodded, then turned around and took the offering, and explained to Huang Zhong: "This is the place where King Gong sleeps forever, so don't desecrate. I'll go in alone, you'll wait outside."

"Be careful, sir."

Xin Laoqi took the knife that Fang Xing untied and looked inside with concern, worried that Zhu Jihong would be ambushed.

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Mr. Gong was kind before his death. I guess he wouldn't make things difficult for me, maybe he would even show his holy spirit."

"Mr., don't..."

The officials of all households begged.

God, what is the manifestation of saints? If King Gong of Jin really shows up, he dares to guarantee that King of Jin will be in trouble in the future, and Zhu Di and the subsequent emperor will not let this threat go.

And as the guardians of the royal tomb, they could not escape the blame.

Fang Xing smiled and walked into the Wang Tomb.

A group of people were waiting at the door. When the officials of the households saw their subordinates looking, they laughed and scolded, "Go, go buy some food and have a full meal tonight."

"Sir Xie."

More than a dozen soldiers immediately ran away with their pockets. Judging from the appearance, if there was meat, they were willing to work hard for others.

Huang Zhong found a place to sit down, chatted with the officials of the households, and smiled heartily from time to time, as if he had met a long-lost friend.

"There are a lot of noodles here, but I can't get used to it. It's too sour. My uncle tastes delicious. He said that he should bring a few jars of good vinegar back when he leaves. No matter what noodles or what to eat, it's good to add some vinegar..."

"Yeah...ah!"

At this time, a sound came from it, which was very loud and very clear.

The officials of the households said awkwardly: "Mr. Huang, the officials can't even support themselves, but they don't have any surplus food to support women."

The sound just now was like a woman's moan, and it was bone-eroding, making people feel half numb when they heard it.

and……
Chapter completed!