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Fang Xing still didn¡¯t believe it.
Standing on the long street, looking at the imperial city in front of him, Fang Xing suddenly smiled.
Why are you bothering with this?
No matter what their purpose is, the feudal kings can no longer be stopped, otherwise Zhu Gaoxu would dare to go to Qianqing Palace.
"Xinghe Bo, whose fault is it?"
A question came from behind.
Fang Xing thought about it seriously and said, "No one is wrong. The wrong thing is this time."
"when?"
"Yes, at this time, many people think that all this is a matter of course. Not giving is a problem, not giving is a problem, a big problem."
Fang Xing turned around, looked at Shen Yang and asked, "Who can't hold on anymore?"
"A lot of business in Dingguo Gong's family has been interrupted"
"It's impossible for him to give in like this and not take action?"
"Alsowhy do I feel that many things recently are just smoke and mirrors? I don't bother to ask. It's just that Duke Dingguo cannot retreat. He has no way out."
Shen Yang nodded and said with some regret: "The news just came someone died."
Fang Xing's heart skipped a beat and he asked, "Where? How many people are there?"
"Deping, more than a hundred people were killed or injured."
"Why do you do it?"
Fang Xing asked rudely.
Shen Yang said with an ugly face: "A group of scholars wanted to enter the capital. Duke Cheng was afraid that they would come to the capital to cause trouble, so he had people stop them. As a result"
Fang Xing felt his heart sinking, "There must be someone secretly bewitching him, but have you caught him?"
No matter how stupid Zhu Yong was, he would not go on a killing spree, so Fang Xing concluded that there was someone planning this.
"Someone made a mistake and killed the leading scholar with an arrow, and then a conflict broke out. I couldn't stop it! It is said that corpses were everywhere at that time, how miserable!"
Shen Yang could not help but shudder as he imagined the scene at that time.
It¡¯s not that he is timid, he has seen worse scenes, but those are Daming¡¯s enemies and opponents!
"Unable to hold back, those scholars rushed over Maybe the person who was shot had a high prestige, so they went crazy and actually attacked the military formation and then took action You know, at that time, the blood was flowing, and no one called out. Evacuate, so"
This is not the end of the Ming Dynasty. There are many bloody and brave men in the army. Brave men should not be humiliated, otherwise it will be ordinary for blood to be splashed three feet.
But what about Zhu Yong?
"Dong Guo Gong was not around at that time Xinghe Bo, your Majesty's intention"
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Most of the day later, before it got dark, the news finally came out.
Zhu Yong killed someone!
"And these scholars just wanted to hold a poetry meeting.
The news is spreading at a speed that no one expected.
The capital city was the first to bear the brunt. After receiving the news, some people were knocking on the door outside the imperial city, but they were knocked unconscious by the sergeant guarding the imperial city with a scabbard and then thrown outside.
This wind must not rise!
Zhu Zhanji responded in time, and the capital's alert level was immediately raised to a higher level, with many more sergeants patrolling.
"Until the investigation is clear, no, there is nothing to investigate, this matter suppress it!"
Zhu Zhanji didn¡¯t even think about punishing Zhu Yong. He was just messing up his position and destroying his morale.
"Dongchang and Jinyiwei go down to investigate and find out the whole story. I don't believe it"
Zhu Zhanji felt that the whole thing was a conspiracy. He sneered and said, "I don't believe there are things in this world that I can't find!"
People from Dongchang and Jinyiwei mobilized in full force, and the capital was silent for a while.
Fang Xing was very pleased, he felt that this matter would be an opportunity.
"There has never been any fierce resistance to the investigation. I thought the gentry in the north had become less courageous, but who knew that it broke out at Zhu Yong's place"
Fang Xing felt that the world was a bit reversed.
In his opinion, Zhu Yong is someone that Confucians can strive for, so he should get closer to him. And he is a sworn enemy, so he must be blamed for anything.
Huang Zhong felt that his boss was a little confused and his thoughts were stuck in one place.
"Uncle, they are no easier than you!"
"Gong Cheng Guo is now quite famous in Shandong. His reputation for killing and capturing people is no longer the same as before."
Fang Xing nodded and laughed at himself: "I always feel that theyHe will really become an opponent, so it is inevitable to make mistakes. What is Zhu Yong this time? There were too many petitions, and they all became mortal enemies. "
Huang Zhong felt that Fang Xing had gone too far.
¡°If he hadn¡¯t gone to Yanzhou to force Zhu Yong, Zhu Yong would have only acted slowly, which would not be the lightning and thunder style later.
Fang Xing was going to ask Zhang Fu about this. He felt that Zhu Yong would have a close connection with Zhang Fu.
"I want to leave immediately"
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The autumn wind blows people's headaches, but the capital remains peaceful.
An Lun gets up and washes up.
He now has an unusual status and can occasionally live outside the palace.
His house is neither luxurious nor big.
In the horse pen, the war horse shook its head and neighed, looking extremely happy.
One of its front legs has been clamped. The medicine is the best medicine, but it cannot fall to the ground. It is a little tired to support it with three legs.
"Lean over here."
Genius Ma Ma Liang, An Lun patted the shelf on the side of the horse ring, the war horse slowly moved over on three legs, and then leaned his body on the shelf,
An Lun took out a brush and brushed it, muttering to himself as he brushed it.
¡°¡I can¡¯t give you a bath, so just endure it, and we¡¯ll talk about it later¡¡±
¡°¡Don¡¯t make a fuss when changing the dressing, just wait¡¡±
An Lun stopped for a moment and sighed: "They said you can no longer take people with you and you can't run. Tell me, can you?"
The war horse shook its head and licked An Lun's face with its big tongue.
An Lun didn¡¯t avoid it, he just smiled and touched its face.
The man and the horse spent a quarter of an hour together in the morning light. An Lun asked the servants at home to take care of the horse, and then went out to go to the Yamen.
The sun has not yet risen, and the waning moon still hangs in the sky, illuminating the city of Beiping deserted.
An Lun smelled the broth and the smell of pancakes.
He sniffed, pointed to the stall on the right and said, "I want some pot stickers. Let's heat them up for lunch."
The entourage went over and shouted: "Bring dozens of pot stickers and wrap them up."
A young girl was running the pot sticker business. She was frightened by the entourage's tone. Then she looked up at the expressionless An Lun and cried: "No money, no money"
The attendant cursed and said: "Who doesn't want to pay? Hurry up and do it!"
As he said that, he took out the copper coins and proudly showed off: "Make it well, it will be delicious and it will come back tomorrow morning."
The girl was ordinary-looking. She glanced at the coins, nodded timidly, and then quickly turned over the half-cooked pot of pot stickers.
The fragrance spread out, and the attendant looked at the girl's chest that was shaking slightly with the movements, and couldn't help sniffing, feeling a little restless.
When the pot stickers were ready, the attendant touched the girl's little hand while giving the money, and turned around proudly amidst the girl's exclamations.
An Lun, who was guarded by two fans, remained expressionless.
After arriving at Dongchang, An Lun entered the room, and his entourage proudly boasted to others about how good the figure of the girl selling pot stickers was, and how her little hands were rough, which was a pity.
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