Chapter 1350: Qingshou Temple in the Spring Rain
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Zhang Mao smiled, his eyes light.
"Your Highness, I just went to say something about strategy. Your Majesty has already reprimanded me just now."
Fang Xing said calmly, the puppy sniffed all the way to his feet, stretched out its paws to scratch his shoes.
"You, you! Your so-called strategy master is known, but those are Daming's secrets, but it is not easy to disclose them. Be more careful next time."
"Yes, I will take my leave."
Fang Xing shook his right foot lightly, the puppy's paws were shaken away, and then chased after him relentlessly.
Zhu Gaochi and Zhang Mao watched this scene, Zhu Gaochi smiled, but Zhang Mao didn't know what he was thinking of, and his eyes began to be a little distracted.
Fang Xing leaned over and picked up the puppy, handed it to Liang Zhong who came over, then turned and left.
Zhu Gaochi took the puppy, stroked the top of its head gently, and asked, "What do you think?"
Zhang Mao said with a low smile: "His Royal Highness, Xinghebo runs a new school, and Jubaoshanwei is the first of its kind in Damingwei. In the name of... the teacher of His Royal Highness Taisun, he can be entrusted with state affairs in the future."
Seeing Zhu Gaochi smiling and saying nothing, Zhang Mao glanced at Liang Zhong, and said: "There are also potatoes, the gift that many people rely on for survival. I read history books, but I have never seen such an important minister who is capable of both civil and military skills. I am amazed." ah!"
Liang Zhong was serving at the side, and he couldn't help sneering secretly after hearing Zhang Maoming's praise and derogation.
Fang Xing has never exercised power, according to what you Zhang Mao said, the courtiers who do not exercise power should be suspicious and guarded against, from now on, everyone should just keep their mouths shut and stop doing anything, so as to ensure safety.
"It's really biased."
Zhu Gaochi just said a few words, and Zhang Mao quickly admitted his mistake.
"Your Highness, I just admire Xing Hebo's talents, so I made a slip of the tongue."
Zhang Mao bowed to apologize with a little apology, and then resigned.
Zhu Gaochi stroked the puppy, and said calmly: "People are divided into groups, and if they don't agree, they will be restrained. You don't understand, so don't speak nonsense."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Liang Zhong knew what Zhu Gaochi meant, which was to tell him not to spread the words here.
This is a warning, a warning that makes Liang Zhong a terrified.
After Zhang Mao went out, he found Wen Fang who was transcribing the memorial.
"how?"
The weather was good a few days ago, but after a spring rain, everyone put on cotton clothes again, only Wen Fang was still wearing unlined clothes, looking unrestrained.
Zhang Mao sat on the side, his eyes gradually deepened: "It's okay, I tested it a little bit, and it seems that His Highness still has a lot of trust in him. But as time goes by..."
Wen Fang put down the brush, moved his wrist and said: "As time goes by, suspicions will increase. You can talk more, but you must be careful. Once you show your nakedness, His Highness will definitely be alert."
Zhang Mao said with a smile: "Your Highness should know the meaning of the little brother, but he didn't interrupt. This is restraint. Only with this restraint can we have a bright future. Brother Yancheng, the king should uphold the doctrine of the mean!"
Wen Fang shook his body and said with a sneer: "It's just a technique of balancing left and right. We should follow the example of the sages and be good at helping."
"That's right! Your Highness is so talented and broad-minded, he is our Mingjun, and serving Mingjun to create a prosperous world is the glory of our life. It should shine in the annals of history and last forever..."
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I can hear the sound of dripping water outside the window, pattering.
The moss on the eaves gradually became greener, and an ant crawled back and forth on it, but it was not known whether it was looking for food.
In the simple small room, there is a table, a chair, and a futon.
And Ming Xin was sitting on the futon, narrowing his eyes slightly, as if he was listening to the sound of water drops. However, his hands were clasped and released from time to time, obviously not so leisurely and elegant.
"Master Mingxin, someone is looking for you."
Someone outside the door shouted softly, but it made Ming lose his composure like a thunderbolt. He jumped up, walked over to open the door, and...
"Are you scared?"
Fang Xing smiled calmly,
Slight drizzle but refused to open an umbrella, just like a tourist in spring, appearing in this place.
Ming Xin didn't even look at the little novice, he forced a smile and said: "Uncle is here, the poor monk is honored, please come in."
Seeing Ming Xin sideways to welcome the guests, Fang Xing said, "The rain of apricot blossoms wets the clothes, and the willow wind blows on the face. Fang admires the scenery in the temple quite a lot. Master, would you like to be a tour guide?"
Ming Xin said: "This is the wish of the poor monk!"
Qingshou Temple was first built in the former dynasty. It is famous for its twin pagodas, and there are many scenic spots in the temple. But neither of them came to enjoy the scenery, so they just strolled casually.
A gust of wind blew by, Ming Xin shuddered, the so-called willow wind, but this is Peiping! It's freezing!
Stretching out his hand to wipe off the moisture on his face, Mingxin saw that there was no one following him, and smiled wryly: "Uncle Xinghe, the poor monk is suffering a lot! If the child is not born, the poor monk will not be able to rest for a day. "
The trail is quiet, and the bark of the pine trees on both sides is soaked by rain, which looks black, remote and lonely.
The air is good, full of the smell of plants.
Fang Xing touched the trunk of the pine tree and got water stains and some unknown black particles. He looked up at the top of the tree, and said: "This is the person. You want to live as straight as a green pine, but some people want you to grow bent, so understand, this is your doom. It’s the sea and the sky.”
But Ming Xin didn't have any open mood, he forced a smile and said: "I heard that His Royal Highness is currently in charge of most of the state affairs, the poor monk has lost his mind!"
"Are you scared?"
Fang Xing patted the tree trunk lightly, the water dripped down from the tree, it was chilly.
"Scared."
Ming Xin admitted his timidity.
"Don't worry, the child is born when His Majesty is here, and the matter will be safe."
Fang Xing dropped the answer, then walked inside alone, leaving Ming Xin stunned.
After a long time, Ming Xin suddenly realized, smiled and said: "Yes, once His Majesty settles down, even... can suppress people. At that time, who would dare to do anything to me? That would be treason."
"Uncle..."
When he woke up, he lost Fang Xing's trace. Looking back, the surroundings are quiet, only the sound of water dripping on the ground.
Ming Xin shuddered, and hurriedly chased after him.
Two people suddenly appeared on the deserted path, and they stopped where Fang Xing was standing just now.
"The monk should keep an eye on it. If there is anything wrong, kill him."
"Yes, my lord, it's just that Xing and Bo have intervened."
"It doesn't matter, you also know the relationship between Xing and Uncle and Taisun, he will not do bad things, he will only help."
"My lord, just now Xing and Uncle probably made a few words of understanding, but they don't know what they are talking about. Shall we ask them?"
"Don't go, His Majesty's move is unusual. Let's just do our own thing well. Talking too much and stretching out our hands randomly will cause bad things."
"Thank you for the reminder, my lord. Our errand will end after the concubine concubine gives birth to a child. It's easy."
"It's not easy, that's why I told you to talk less, don't ask about things you shouldn't ask, or you will hurt everyone..."
"Yes, I know I was wrong..."
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