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Zhu Zhanji summoned Fang Xing on the third day after the child was born.
"You actually lost weight?"
Fang Xing was surprised when they met. Zhu Zhanji touched his cheek and said with some disbelief: "No."
"The circles under your eyes are also dark. Are you taking care of a child?"
Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said, "It's just a hug every day. By the way, what were you thinking about giving Potato a nickname at that time?"
Fang Xing said in astonishment: "Potatoes produce a lot and are easy to feed. It is equivalent to giving a cheap name to pray for the child."
Zhu Zhanji picked up the brush and praised: "This is the truth."
Fang Xing watched him writing and wanted to take a look, but Yu Jia was nearby, so he couldn't go too far.
Zhu Zhanji waved it away, and when he saw Fang Xing's appearance, he smiled and said, "My great name is Zhu Qiyu, didn't you say that corn and potatoes are produced in the same way, then the nickname is corn."
Fang Xing said tangledly: "I don't have much to say about the famous name, but this nicknameis there something"
"You mean you're humble?"
Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said: "If corn can really be cultivated to produce high yields, this name will be nobler than mine!"
This was asking if Fang Xing was sure. Fang Xing nodded and said, "I have this confidence. I will definitely be able to do it!"
Zhu Zhanji laughed, handed the piece of paper to Yu Jia, and said, "Report your name to everyone."
After Yu Jia left, Zhu Zhanji asked Fang Xing to sit down and serve tea.
When the tea was served, Zhu Zhanji waved his hand, and he and Fang Xing were the only ones left in the Nuan Pavilion.
"The conditions of the Frankish mission are all illusory. Ming Dynasty does not know their situation, so I am not going to sign anything substantial. They are illusory, so why can't Ming Dynasty do it?"
Zhu Zhanji smiled: "Although Chen Mo's methods were vulgar, the Frank delegation seemed to accept his methods, and it allowed the students in the Ministry of Rites to learn a lot."
Fang Xing naturally knows Chen Mo's methods. What he is best at is pretending to be honest and being sincere.
"He likes to take baths."
Fang Xing said casually, and then asked: "Frank's people haven't learned anything, have they?"
Zhu Zhanji couldn¡¯t help but laugh and said, ¡°Old Master taught them nothing to say.¡±
Fang Xing couldn¡¯t help but laugh as he imagined the scene of the old master leading three foreign students shaking their heads and endorsing.
Bastian is obsessed with making friends with the Ming Dynasty, but Frank's strength is not as good as expected. Becoming friends with such a country is risky.
"Frank is in trouble now, and Daming won't have much contact with Taixi in the near future. How about just perfunctory?"
Zhu Zhanji obviously thought deeply about this issue. Fang Xing nodded and said: "Currently, the goal in the north of the Ming Dynasty can only be achieved step by step, and we must try our best to achieve it. As for meat fans, that should be far away."
The country of meat lovers is too far away, so far that people are desperate for supplies.
"As for the covenant"
Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji smiled at each other. The covenant thing was just a decoration. If both parties had the conditions and opportunities to exploit each other, they were allies. If not, even if there is a covenant, it will only be used to wipe the butt.
Neither mentioned the bombardment, neither wanted to dig a trench between them.
Zhu Zhanji's smile faded slightly and he said calmly: "Duan Duan was so happy last night that he went to bed very late."
Fang Xing stared blankly at the brush on the table and said, "She has a younger brother, of course she should be happy."
Zhu Zhanji said bitterly: "This is God's will!"
Fang Xing shook his head slightly, but refused to answer.
The room was silent, Zhu Zhanji looked into the void with melancholy eyes.
"I like Mrs. Sun, everyone knows this, but in the end it is all in vain"
Zhu Zhanji's melancholy look made Fang Xing a little angry, so he stabbed: "But the child is yours."
"Yes, so I named him Qi Yu, nicknamed Corn, which is a very common name. If he has destiny, he will naturally be more successful than my father."
Zhu Zhanji laughed at himself and said: "I am probably the most infatuated emperor in the history of the Ming Dynasty, right? When the emperor chose the Hu family for me, this isit comes from my grandfather's vision, but I have been getting along with the Sun family for many years"
"But there are a lot of women in your harem, so since you are the emperor, you should know Once the queen has made a decision, she should not be changed lightly unless she is indeed unmoral."
There was a moment of silenceAfterwards, Zhu Zhanji forced a smile and said: "I know, so I will try my best to teach this child so that the Ming Dynasty will not be ruined in his hands. Otherwise, I will have no shame to see Grandpa Huang and Emperor Taizu Gao in the future."
When the emperor said these words, people couldn't help but feel desolate, but Fang Xing suddenly remembered that Zhu Zhanji died when the prince was young.
"Have you had any practice recently?"
"I was busy, I forgot."
Zhu Zhanji said a little tiredly.
"You shouldn't be like this!"
Fang Xing raised his voice and said, "You are the emperor. If you continue like this, your health will get worse and worse. Feel your belly and thighs. Are you getting fat?"
Zhu Zhanji said without touching it: "I'm a little fatter. I just need to pay more attention to my diet."
Fang Xing said helplessly: "We won't say long live, but you can live to be seventy or eighty, right? But how can you survive in your current state?"
"This is totally treasonous. Fortunately, no outsiders are around.
Seeing Fang Xing frowning, Zhu Zhanji smiled bitterly and said, "State affairs and family affairs are entangled together. I'm tired, my heart is tired, and I don't want to move."
Fang Xing was at his wits end, and then the two of them chatted about something, and he got up and left.
After leaving Qianqing Palace, Fang Xing turned around and said to Yu Jia: "Your Majesty, you can't continue like this. Find someone. I have something to report to the Queen Mother."
Yu Jia looked around and whispered: "Uncle Xinghe, please tell me."
Fang Xing said: "Let the princess get up earlier every day, so as to encourage your majesty to go and practice."
There was no need to say much, Yu Jia nodded understandingly.
Fang Xing felt that this was basically reliable, so he was going home to comfort Wuyou, who had some indigestion yesterday.
Who would have known that Jin Ying had been waiting for a long time when she got home.
"Uncle Xinghe, please help to talk to Mr. Wu."
"There is still no movement from the Ministry of Industry?"
Fang Xing felt that this was a bit strange. Wuzhong had no enmity with him, and he was not in a position to talk about the Royal Workshop. What did this person mean?
Jin Ying didn't mean to be angry, but just smiled bitterly and said: "Roads are being built in the north and south. Although we are not rushing the work, there are too many things to do at the beginning. Our family went to the Ministry of Industry to ask for a meeting several times, and Wuzhong agreed well every time. Forgot again.¡±
Fang Xing pondered for a moment and said, "The Ministry of Industry will not stumble, so let me go and have a look."
He quickly went to the Ministry of Industry and walked straight in to find Wuzhong, who was in a state of distress explaining things to others.
Wuzhong raised his eyes and saw that it was him, and cried bitterly: "Uncle Xinghe, is it something about the workshop? Iwait a minute, I will be here soon."
Fang Xing listened to what he was explaining about the transportation of materials, and he wanted to quit. But Wuzhong was probably feeling guilty. After finishing the matter a few times, he said to the people outside the door: "Please slow down."
Then he cupped his hands and said to Fang Xing: "It's not my fault. Those things have been divided up by everyone. No matter how urgent you are, you can only wait for another month. When all the supplies from the north and the south are shipped, you can relax by then." Please forgive me, Uncle Xinghe."
Fang Xing had nothing to say. Since Wuzhong dialect was mentioned to this extent, it must have been memorialized. Zhu Zhanji already knew about it.
¡° Jin Ying, Jin Ying
Fang Xinggong said goodbye and walked out of the Ministry of Industry. Jin Ying came up to him and asked eagerly: "Uncle Xinghe, how is it?"
Fang Xing got on his horse without saying a word, turned around, stared at Jin Ying and asked, "You have no news at all in the palace?"
Jin Ying shook her head blankly and said: "After leaving the palace and leaving His Majesty's side, our family is like a lost dog. If others don't step on it, it will be fine. How can we risk communicating with our family?"
There are risks in conveying news inside and outside the palace, but in reality it happens all the time.
Otherwise, why would anyone say that Zhu Gaochi was unfilial during his filial piety!
Fang Xing's face brightened slightly and he said, "If you come to Wuzhong next month, you will definitely have it."
Jin Ying happily thanked him, then mounted his horse and left. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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