Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

The gods are gone, and the news has spread all over the capital more than two hours before the concubine Taisun gave birth.

Immediately after the princess grandson gave birth to a daughter, it is said that the prince held this granddaughter for joy, and immediately gave the nickname: Duan Duan.

But everyone noticed that, until the news came out, the princess took a few children to Taisun's Mansion.

It is said that Zhu Gaochi smiled and groaned when he came out. After returning to the palace, one after another, he sent more than ten cars of gifts to Taisun's Mansion, most of which were for endorsements.

However, Zhu Di did not give out anything strangely. Most of the outside speculation was because Hu Shanxiang did not give birth to a son, so Zhu Di was disappointed.

"Those people are fools."

Wen Fang and Zhang Mao were drinking, and the two changed their cups. Afterwards, Wen Fang said in fear: "Fortunately, it is a daughter. If it is a son, please quote the truth. You and I are probably dead at this moment."

Zhang Mao’s white face was reddish, and after eating a slice of mutton, he sighed: “If it’s a son, we can’t run anywhere, you know? Someone outside the house was peeping. His Royal Highness estimated that he was going to be ill in a moment."

Wen Fang glanced back at the closed door, and whispered back: "It's so dangerous, it's true, your majesty is so cruel!"

Zhang Mao sneered: "You don't know the origin of your majesty. You are used to being tough. If you don't agree with him, there will naturally be thunder means."

Wen Fang sighed: "It's not the thunder, but the change has been completed silently, to the truth, this is the dragon!"

Zhang Mao was also a little scared. He raised his head and drank a glass of wine, his eyes flushed and said, "Why is your Majesty so important to Taisun? For this reason... earthshaking!"

Wen Fang said with fear: "Your Majesty's mind is very simple. He wants to maintain the style of the Yongle period. Fortunately, he is a daughter. Otherwise, Daming will still follow the path that his Majesty walked... Keep going, thinking about it will be terrible! The hair is terrifying."

Zhang Mao nodded. Since entering Beijing, he has gradually removed his disguise. Step by step, Wen Fang, who was first favored by Zhu Gaochi, was unknowingly left out, but he did not know it.

Zhang Mao picked up the flask and filled Wen Fang's glass, and then said: "Fortunately, it is a girl. His Royal Highness is probably ready to get out. We are lucky enough to get out. We have to be relieved."

Wen Fang's eyes lit up, and he smiled: "This matter... that Fang Xing still sits in the mansion for Taisun. This is an iron rod! An iron rod that can't be more iron."

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"Thank you Brother Dehua!"

When her daughter was born, Zhu Zhanji specially carried her out to Fang Xing to see. After Fang Xing took over the baby, Zhu Zhanji hit the ground and frightened the people around him.

"End, little end, hahahaha!"

Fang Xing ignored Zhu Zhanji's big gift, just laughed with a crumpled Duan Duan, his voice was hearty, and Zhu Gaochi couldn't help but lose consciousness for a moment.

"I have seen your Highness."

Fang Xing wrapped the swaddling in his arms with one hand, not having the blessing of kneeling. Although this Yi was single-handed, it was still alive.

Zhu Gaochi nodded, looking at Fang Xing with complicated eyes, and then said: "Zhanji, you will be a father in the future. You have to be more prudent, don't think about it, be good."

Zhu Zhanji responded, and Fang Xing smiled and showed his Duan face in front of Zhu Gaochi.

Zhu Gaochi stretched out his stubby fingers to touch his face, and smiled: "I am a good boy, and I will be a good princess in the future."

The cloud of Zhu Zhanji's eyebrows cleared, Fang Xing was startled, and immediately handed the child to Zhu Zhanji, and then he reached the ground again, and when he got up again, he said: "The minister is disrespectful, and please forgive your Highness."

There were a lot of people present, including Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Gaochi, but Fang Xing was so upright to plead.

This is to give someone a handle, which is similar to a casting certificate.

Zhu Gaochi smiled slightly and said: "What's wrong with you, Zhanji still has to take care of you, do it well, the palace will look at you."

Zhu Gaochi walked away unrestrainedly, even if his back was still awkward, he was shocked and puzzled.

Fang Xing then left, and Zhu Zhanji immediately made Mingxin look on, waiting for Zhu Di's disposal.

But Zhu Di's order was quick, and Mingxin would stay in Qingshou Temple in the future.

"This is to stare at the poor monk! If you don't make it, you will lose your life at any time!"

Mingxin was seen out of Taisun's Mansion, standing on the street at a loss.

Although he is alone, he is convinced that there are at least three people from Dongchang or Jinyiwei behind him. As long as he makes mistakes, the next moment is the time to see the Buddha.

Walking on the street at a loss, Mingxin suddenly couldn't control herself, tears falling from her face.

I honestly hung out in Jinling, honestly cheating some incense money, these are all within the law, but overnight, somehow became the spokesperson of the gods, and was tied to the supreme father and son. In the battle between.

What a poor monk!

"Do you know what it means to be poor for only three generations?"

The voice behind him was familiar, and Mingxin subconsciously said, "No matter how unlucky this person is, within three generations, there will always be a chance to rise up and stand up."

"Hahahaha! You are wrong!"

Mingxin turned around and looked at Fang Xing, who was laughing with his belly, tilted his head, with the rest of his life, and asked: "Why? My Buddha's mercy will never let people sink for generations."

With guilt in his heart, Fang Xing said kindly, "Because he is too poor to marry a wife, after three generations, the family will be cut off. So, this is poor but three generations."

Mingxin was taken aback, and suddenly laughed, laughing happily.

After laughing for a while, Mingxin looked up, Fang Xing saw tears streaming down his face, and grief and anger.

"Well, I promise, you are safe, no one will be thinking about you again, of course, provided that you are tight-lipped about it."

Mingxin nodded, and sighed: "After this time, the poor monk has already lost heart. After that, I dare not mix up with the royal affairs. If I force me, then I will learn that sloppy and wander around."

"Then go back to rest in Ansheng, and you don't have to stand up to the name of a high monk, it doesn't matter if you don't wander around."

Fang Xing took a step back, took the reins handed by Xin Laoqi, and nodded: "You're good, you are stable at the critical moment. This is the credit. Your majesty has always been rewarded for your merits. Wait for the call."

Mingxin shook his head and said: "The poor monk doesn't want to learn from the black prime minister, but just wants to live in peace, and the reward is fine."

Fang Xing got on the horse, remembering the murderous intent he had done, and said: "Okay, leave this to me."

Mingxin declared the Buddha's name with one hand and turned away.

Fang Xing reined his horse for a long time before returning slowly.

Back home~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai both gathered around to ask about the situation for a few days. Especially Zhang Shuhui, she vaguely knows that the risks today are very high, maybe the capital will usher in a bloodbath.

Fang Xing smiled and said, "It's okay. The concubine Taisun gave birth to a daughter, and the crown prince gave the nickname Duan Duan, but it sounds nice without worry."

Zhang Shuhui breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly let Fang wake up to take a bath.

When he came out of the bath, Fang Xing went to the front yard to reconcile with Jie Jin and Huang Zhong.

"It's dangerous today."

He understood the matter very well, so he stroked his beard and said: "If the concubine Taisun gives birth to a son, the prince will probably be sick. Maybe she will have to go to the bed for a few years."

Although Huang Zhong had guesses, he couldn't think as clear as Xie Jin's. He took a breath and said, "Will your Majesty really be like this?"

Fang Xing said indifferently: "What do you think? Your majesty hero, only Daming Jiangshan is in his eyes, and he is willing to pay any price for this."

The sun is shining outside the window, but the cold wind blows inside...