Chapter 331 I Am Not Your Brother

"help me……"

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and Zhu Jixuan was standing on the side of the ship sandwiched by two guards, his back was burning hot from the fire behind him.

"Jump down! My lord, jump down quickly!"

The fire here finally attracted the attention of the surroundings, and those people gathered around one after another, making Zhu Jixuan jump into the river quickly after making suggestions.

"This king can't use water!"

Just when Zhu Jixuan was about to grit his teeth and jump down, a burly man on the shore squeezed forward, looked at the fire that had already burned on it, and cursed angrily: "Who lit the king's painting boat? Who is it?"

Those who knew this person all exclaimed in surprise: "It turns out that Ningxiang is from the King of Han!"

And Zhu Jixuan on the boat also saw Zhu Gaoxu before diving into the water, and the moment he fell into the water, he hated himself to death.

What the hell am I doing here at Qinhuai River? Me!

As soon as he fell into the water, the two guards rushed to touch Zhu Jixian, but they didn't touch him for half the price.

Oh god!

My lord, don't let anything happen to you!

The future king of Jin who was about to be crowned was drowned in the Qinhuai River. Zhu Di's anger probably burned half of Jinling City.

It's not that I feel sorry for Zhu Jixuan's death, but I feel that my face has been cut!

"Find the prince quickly!"

In a panic, a guard finally grabbed a head, so he pulled the man out with all his strength.

"It's the prince..."

Zhu Jixuan was sent to the shore by the guards, and a jet of water spewed out from his mouth.

A foot stuck out from the gap between the people, and stomped vigorously on Zhu Jixuan's hand that was lying on the bank.

"Aw..."

After a scream, the foot had long since disappeared without a trace.

With his belly full of water and his right hand still bruised from being stepped on, Zhu Jixuan finally landed.

Before he had time to think about who held his feet in the water just now and almost drowned himself, Zhu Jixuan looked up and saw Zhu Gaoxu.

Zhu Gaoxu gently helped Zhu Jixuan up, and said with a smile, "The King of Pingyang is really carefree. He actually came to the Qinhuai River on the first day in Jinling. It's just...do you want to change this king for a painting boat?"

Just as Zhu Jixuan was about to speak, he felt a surge in his throat. He was worried that Zhu Gaoxu would be sprayed, so he quickly turned his face away.

"Wow!"

Fang Xing, who pretended not to see the water column, walked over slowly, and said in surprise, "Isn't this the King of Pingyang? Why... Could it be that the debtor was chased into the river?"

When Zhu Jixuan heard this, he felt flustered and wanted to get rid of Zhu Gaoxu's big hand.

But who is Zhu Gaoxu?

hehe! The guy with the highest force value in the royal family!

After grabbing Zhu Jixuan, Zhu Gaoxu said with a sinister smile, "Prince Pingyang, do you want to leave as soon as you set fire to my painting boat?"

"What?"

Zhu Jixuan was being pursued for the money he borrowed last time with a guilty conscience, and he almost fainted when he heard this.

"Second brother..."

"This king is not your brother!"

Zhu Gaoxu said in a happy mood: "Your brother is making room for you!"

These words slapped his face, Zhu Jixuan's complexion was already pale, so he could only whisper: "Second brother, younger brother is willing to pay compensation."

"Good! Refreshing!"

Zhu Gaoxu and Fang Xing exchanged a look, and then asked someone to find a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, "Pingyang King, then you first burn the painting boat, and also burn the king's love... Concubine Ningxiang, write everything clear!"

What?

Zhu Jixuan was confused, he turned his head to look for Zhang Fu, but Zhang Fu had already hid to the side after seeing Zhu Gaoxu's appearance.

"Third brother is so elegant!"

Fang Xing saw that the overall situation was settled, so he quietly touched it.

Zhang Fu was taken aback, and when he saw Fang Xing, he said sternly, "That's the King of Pingyang, and he will be the King of Jin soon, why don't you persuade His Highness the King of Han!"

"None of my business!"

Fang Xing left without saying a word.

After riding a big white horse along the river for more than a mile, Fang Xing saw the boat.

"Master, we are here."

Xiaodao and Xin Laoqi all emerged from the boat, as well as Ningxiang.

After Zhu Gaoxu's guards came to the carriage,

Fang Xing called his people home without hesitation.

"Xing and Bo wait a minute."

Fang Xing frowned and turned around, only to see Ning Xiang looking lovely and pitiful.

"What is it?"

Ningxiang Fushen said: "Uncle Xinghe, can't Ningxiang enter your eyes?"

Thinking of the last time Fang Xing saw that there was no emotion in her eyes at all, Ning Xiang, who had to change her name to start a new life, felt a little unconvinced.

Fang Xing saw Xiaodao sniggering, so he glared at him, and said, "You think too much, Fang has a small heart, and can only tolerate the wives and concubines at home, the girl is serious!"

"let's go!"

Seeing Fang Xing galloping away without any hesitation, and Ning Xiang standing on the boat in a daze, she felt that the past was just a cloud of smoke, which would be blown away by the wind.

"Let's go." At this time, Zhu Gaoxu's guard said impatiently: "Miss Ningxiang, how many years can you stay by the Qinhuai River? Who will care about you when you are old and fading!

This time, with my lord coming forward, you can marry if you want, or be a nanny if you want, it's much better than showing your face in public! "

"But……"

Although Zhu Gaoxu promised to give her a large sum of money afterwards, and he could go wherever she wanted. But thinking of her past life, Ning Xiang only felt sad for a while.

"It's good to have a day when everyone's eyes are on us, but once it's calm, ordinary people really can't stand the feeling of desertion."

Back home, in order to prevent Zhang Shuhui from suspecting that she had taken care of Ning Xiang who disappeared, Fang Xing had no choice but to briefly explain the matter.

Zhang Shuhui said with a look of disdain: "A woman's family should care for her husband and teach her children at home. If she goes out to show her face one day, if she changed to another family, she would have been locked up in the boudoir long ago!"

Fang Xing enjoyed Xiaobai brushing his hair, and said, "Shuhui's advice."

At present, the confinement of women is not too strict. Even in the middle and late stages, life for women in Daming is pretty good.

In fact, Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism is not as pedantic as it is advertised, but Confucianism has the ability to process the previous theories, process them as you want, and then generalize them.

And the most powerful processing appeared in the Man Qing period. In the name of Confucianism, all kinds of weird rules came out.

Fang Xing couldn't help but be moved when he remembered that Cheng Zhu Neo Confucianism had gradually declined in Daming since Wang Yangming's Theory of Mind appeared.

Why don't we cut the bullshit too?

Fang Xing was thinking about beautiful things, Zhang Shuhui was doing needlework, and Xiao Bai was brushing Fang Xing's hair. They became quiet for a while, but the atmosphere was extraordinarily warm.

Zhang Shuhui bit off the end of the thread with her white teeth, tilted her head and thought for a while: "Husband, Ma Su should want Qiuwei, right?"

"right."

Fang Xing said, "I asked about it yesterday, it's not a big problem."

After Fang Xing's various educations, Ma Su's vision is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary students, so his articles have been well received by the professors in the Imperial College.

After the news of Fang Xing and Uncle Feng got out, Ma Su's status as a disciple naturally increased. Some people were already saying that Ma Su was the most popular candidate for this year's Qiu Wei Jie Yuan in Yingtian Mansion.

"What's hot, they're all hot-eyed guys!"