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Chapter 642

"Ao..."

In the bedroom, Fang Xing was screaming.

Zhang Shuhui said at a loss: "Is your husband hurting? Otherwise, I won't do it."

Fang Xing gritted his teeth and said, "You have to do it, otherwise when will the swelling be reduced?"

There was a small bowl on the small table next to it, with blue flames floating on it, and the air was filled with the smell of wine.

Zhang Shuhui stretched out her little hand and dipped it in the small bowl with some wine. The flames burned in her hand, looking at a bit weird beauty.

"Ao..."

Fang Xing screamed, "Rubb with force to spread the blood."

Zhang Shuhui's wrists were sore, and she finally gasped and said, "Xiaobai, come on, I will take over later."

Xiaobai had stronger strength, and he woke up from rubbing and screamed endlessly.

"Madam, Your Highness, Princess Wanwan has arrived."

"Stop work!"

Fang Xing was very anxious and asked someone to put all these things away, and then asked Xiaobai to put his pants on and barely get out of bed.

"It's really a lot more comfortable."

"Lao Qi."

Xiaobai and Zhang Shuhui couldn't stand Fang Xing, so Xin Laoqi came in and held Fang Xing with one hand.

Walking out of the bedroom, Fang Xing narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhu Zhanji and his party who were entering the inner courtyard. When he saw the familiar woman, his eyes shrank.

"Brother Dehua."

Zhu Zhanji brought Sun in without any hesitation. Seeing Fang Xing actually came out to greet him, he couldn't help but complain: "I brought the imperial doctor here, hurry up and let him see."

Fang Xing smiled at the imperial doctor following behind, and then refused: "No need, the Zhang family's injury medicine is very good."

The imperial doctor was also interesting. He smiled and said, "Your Highness, Xing He Bo said so much. The British government's injury medicine is inherited from the ancestors. The Imperial Hospital wants to ask for prescriptions."

Zhu Zhanji bowed to Zhang Shuhui in the door, and then said, "Today, there is no danger. Brother Dehua can congratulate him with poems."

Fang Xing understood what Zhu Zhanji meant, and said with a smile: "Then let's hold a banquet here today."

The so-called banquet is nothing more than fruits and wine.

Fang Xing was walking along the side, and Wanwan was led by Zhang Shuhui at a table, and the Sun family was also at the same table.

Zhang Shuhui poured wine for Sun diligently, and then smiled and said, "This is brewed by my husband myself, please try it."

Sun looked at Wanwan's dissatisfaction with her cheeks puffed, and Yingying smiled and said, "My sister dare not call her a lady, thank you for your wife."

Zhang Shuhui didn't know the origin of Sun's family, so she could only smile dryly.

Fang Xing, who was there, also picked up the wine glass, and the imperial doctor frowned and said, "Brother Xing, don't drink wine!"

Fang Xing remembered that he used alcohol to dispel blood stasis just now, so he said indifferently: "It's enough if you can't die."

Zhu Zhanji waved his hand, and the imperial doctor had to return to the palace alone.

"Brother Dehua, Grandpa Huang ordered me to investigate the land annexation today."

Zhu Zhanji seemed a little proud, but Fang Xing shook his head and said, "It was too early at this time, and the land was not just a place, but military camps also exist. How do you check it?"

Zhu Zhanji said in surprise: "I think I should follow..."

Looking at Zhu Zhanji's drastic face, Fang Xing sneered: "Do you understand? This is Your Majesty teaching you a lesson."

Zhu Zhanji said embarrassedly: "I didn't expect that Grandpa Emperor would be afraid of the mouse."

Jin Ying came over to pour wine for Zhu Zhanji, but Fang Xing waved his hand, but Jin Ying ignored him and filled Zhu Zhanji's glass with wine.

Fang Xing snorted coldly and said, "I am discussing state affairs with Your Highness. Do you, a eunuch, dare to come forward?"

Kim Young was stunned, and then he took a few steps back aggrievedly.

Yu Jia did not step forward, but was serving Wanwan. When she saw Jin Ying being defeated, she wanted to pretend to be wronged and let Zhu Zhanji seek justice, she smiled sinisterly.

Zhu Zhanji didn't care about this detail at all. He said with some sorrow: "Scholars and Jinshi must also add officials. If these people work together, they will be difficult to control unless Emperor Taizu Gao is reborn."

Fang Xing narrowed his eyes and looked at Jin Ying withdrew his grievance, and said lightly: "This is an instinct, which was found during the reign of Emperor Taizu. As long as scholars have different interests, exceptions can be made common to you!"

Zhu Zhanji took a sip of the wine and felt the taste became a little bitter, "Brother Dehua, this is a behemoth!"

Fang Xing narrowed his eyes and forced Jin Ying to step forward again, and then said, "If you want to use Confucianism to stabilize the world, this is the price. You should know that if you continue to develop like this, a super-large clique with honor and disgrace will appear, and you will still wear the cloak of Confucianism and do cliques. Can you bear it?"

"I can't stand it."

Zhu Zhanji said calmly: "Even the emperor's grandfather is afraid of the mouse, I'm far from it."

Fang Xing pointed to the academy and said, "Do you understand?"

Zhu Zhanji suddenly realized: "Brother Dehua, will Fang Xue take on this important task in the future?"

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "It's not Fang Xue, but you!"

Zhu Zhanji's face turned red.

The Confucianism can actually force Zhu Di to compromise, which shows how powerful the power is and how close the connection is.

From today's perspective, as a Grand Secretary, Hu Guang, who used to be quite fair, lost this fairness when it involved the interests of scholars.

"This is their core interest. If they lose their privileges and lose their interests, who is willing to work hard to study?"

Fang Xing analyzed lightly: "Why did those scholars come from after ten years of hard work? Didn't they just think about becoming the best? If they can't become the best, would you rather read those books or write those boring articles?"

Zhu Zhanji smiled bitterly and said, "If I hadn't been sitting in this seat, I would definitely not want to learn those things. I would have to think hard about the words of the sages and explain countless views. But is there any meaning in the words left by the sages back then? It's just a far-fetched approach. It's ridiculous to think about it!"

After saying that, Zhu Zhanji was shocked, "This is a cycle!"

Fang Xing saw Wanwan pouting over there, and Zhang Shuhui was also a little forced to smile, so she helped Xin Laoqi and said, "This is the cycle from ancient times to the present, and there is no exception."

Fang woke up at a table next to him, and Zhu Zhanji was still muttering to himself: "The benefits are added together, and there is no way to go! But whose benefits is this benefit? It must not belong to the people, nor to the Tian family..."

"Xinghe Bo."

When Sun saw Fang woke up, he got up and avoided.

Damn, it was just a table just now, but you didn’t see you avoid suspicion. Is it interesting to do this?

"Wanwan doesn't eat it?"

Fang Xing rubbed Wanwan's head and smiled slightly at Zhang Shuhui.

Wanwan raised her little face and said, "Fang Xing, is your butt swollen by Grandpa the emperor?"

Well……

Zhang Shuhui laughed secretly, and Sun was surprised, thinking that Wanwan had nothing to do with that.

But Fang Xing looked at it as usual and said, "Yes, Wanwan wants to avenge me?"

Hearing this, Sun's face turned pale.

Wanwan said with a frown: "But Wanwan can't do it! Grandpa Emperor is even more powerful."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Fang Xing laughed and said, "That's right, Your Majesty is the most powerful, so Wanwan should be more obedient, so you won't be unlucky one day."

Wanwan shook her head and said, "No, Grandpa Emperor can't beat him... He can't bear to let Wanwan go."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

This time, even Zhu Zhanji who came over couldn't help laughing, which made Sun a little confused.

This is a traitor!

But Wanwan wrinkled her nose and said with a look of pride: "But Wanwan will definitely not deliver vegetables to Grandpa the Emperor tonight, hum!"

Fang Xing whispered to Zhu Zhanji, "Is that your woman?"

Zhu Zhanji said in a slight manner: "Not yet, it's just being raised in the palace."
Chapter completed!
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