Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Song Honest suddenly squeezed, Fang Xing smiled and said, "But is there anything difficult?"

　　 Song honestly shook his head and said: "Uncle Xinghe, Your Majesty said that I am very real, what can I see evil ways?"

　　 Fang Xing felt clear, and then Yi An, who was standing a little closer, came over.

　　 "His Royal Highness is still young, and some people are worried about the insufficiency of souls. His Majesty said that Song Laoshi has no distracting thoughts and can perceive evil, so he sent him to follow along."

　　 Song gave Yi'an a twisted look, and Fang Xing smiled and said, "Yes! You are the most free from distractions in the palace."

　　 Song honestly smiled, trying to hide his pride.

　　 Yi An approached Fang Xing and said in a low voice, "His Royal Highness...Excellent."

　　 Fang Xing nodded, "Yes, there is no better kid than him."

　　 Yi'an's eyes condensed slightly, and said, "Your Highness."

　　 "This is a family affair."

　　 Fang Xing's words hit Yi An, she backed away slightly, and then said: "Yes, but that's your Royal Highness, I have no family affairs."

　　 Fang Xing was taken aback, then nodded and said: "Yes, the emperor has no family affairs."

　　 Song honestly paced around in every possible way, Yi An did not shy away from him, and said: "Xinghe Bo, you always carry a shell on your back, what are you afraid of?"

　　Fang Xing was a little embarrassed. His reaction just now was habitual. It was a long-standing coping method for fear of being dug into holes.

Yi'an's eyes were sharp, "After today, His Royal Highness will be the prince. How many people will count on him to make mistakes? Xing He Bo, you are the teacher of your Royal Highness. This book should not be missed."

　　 Fang Xing nodded, whether it was due to personal feelings or the honor and disgrace of the rest of his life, Aon’s loyalty to Maize need not be questioned.

　　 The corn came out later, his eyes were all confused.

　　 Fang Xing saw that he couldn't bear it, and asked, "Is the hospital ready?"

　　 Yi An said, "I have been prepared."

　　 Then she hurriedly greeted her.

　　 Corn saw Fang Xing, his eyes lit up, but Fang Xing just shook his head slightly.

　　 This is your destiny!

　　 No one can walk down this section of the road for you.

　　 Maize was a little disappointed, and then hugged and walked away.

　　 This is a path of honor, and countless people have paved the way.

　　 But this is just the beginning, the road behind will be very difficult, very difficult.

　　 "Uncle Xinghe, I didn't find it on that person."

　　 "This is a disgusting move."

　　 "Who is disgusting?"

　　 "Of course it is your Majesty."

　　 "Then you are the feudal king?"

　　 Fang Xing turned and looked at An Lun, "Yes, it's mostly them."

An Lun’s eyes were brighter, and Fang Xing sighed in his heart, and said, “I don’t want to remind you, but when the crown prince was just appointed, His Majesty was staring at Xun Qi again. It’s not a good time to do it. And they are just disgusting people. , I just want to offend the prince when your Majesty has just offended the gentry and honorable servants. What would it be?"

　　 "Everything is enemy."

　　 An Lun handed his hand: "Thank you Xing and Bo for mentioning. Our family is not taking advantage of it. There is something Xing and Bo pay attention to."

　　 "What's the matter?"

　　 An Lun smiled a little weirdly: "Your eldest son... I recently ran to the home of a down-and-out scholar when I was free, with a girl..."

　　 Fang Xing's expression was nothing unusual, and he said, "Thank you for telling me."

　　 "You knew it a long time ago?"

　　 An Lun couldn't hide his curiosity and asked. In his opinion, it is impossible for future Xing He uncle to get along with the daughter of a down-and-out scholar.

　　 Fang Xing nodded and said, "The East Factory does not need to care about this, thank you very much."

　　 Fang Xing arched his hands, and then left.

　　 He knew that Zhu Zhanji would be a little melancholy today, so he didn't plan to see him.

　　 "The prince is so small!"

　　 "But it looks very majestic."

　　 "That's for sure, dragon son and dragon grandson! How can it not be majestic, if you approach, I am afraid that you will not stand steady!"

　　 "Where is the potato?"

　　 Fang Xing struggled out of the crowd, but found that he had forgotten to look at his own kid.

　　 "Master, the eldest master is gone a long time ago."

　　 "That kid..."

　　 Fang Xing ordered the family members to go home, leaving only with Xin Laoqi.

　　It was very close to Huanghuafang from East Chang'an Avenue. Fang Xing bought pot stickers and ate it on the road. Then he got off his horse and walked slowly into that street with Xin Laoqi.

　　……

　　 "Does your father still paint?"

　　 There is a small yard that has been abandoned for many years outside the back door of Feng's house. Tudou and Feng Lin strolled in the yard.

　　 Spring is here, and the abandoned yard is full of life.

　　 Feng Lin walked ahead, slightly raised his head. Although the grass and trees in the yard are messy, she is still very happy, jumping lightly under her feet from time to time.

　　 "Of course! My father's paintings are good, even if he is not in the business of the rich and powerful, many people come to ask for paintings."

　　 The girl wrinkled her nose slightly, a little proud.

　　 Potato screamed, and when he saw a small tree in front of him, he leaped slightly, and then pulled off a section of the branch.

　　 "Quality, demeanor!"

　　 Somewhere on the wall, someone sighed.

　　 Potatoes were randomly bending the branches in his hands, glanced at Feng Lin in front of him, and said, "Then... Then will you go out to send paintings in the future?"

　　 "Send it!"

　　 Feng Lin turned around, tilted his head slightly, and the three small buns shook slightly, frowning and said: "My eldest brother wants to read, my mother wants to take care of the home, my father wants to paint, who will I not give it away? Um..."

　　 She looked at Tudou and suddenly asked with a puffed face, "Are you trying to say something that girls shouldn't show up?"

　　Tudou waved his hand and said, "No, no, I just said you should be careful when you go out."

　　 "Hey! The kid is actually panicking? You have nothing to do with women. Don't bow your head, or you will have a good life in the future."

　　 Fang Xing on the wall saw his son wave his hand to explain, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

　　 He was lying on the wall and watching, and underneath was a wooden ladder. Xin Laoqi pressed the ladder with one foot and helped him by the way.

　　 There are few people in the alley behind, and there are a lot of fallen leaves on the ground. After a winter of wind and rain, those fallen leaves have changed a little.

　　 Fallen leaves like this naturally cannot inspire poetry, but it makes it easy for people to hear footsteps.

　　 "Master!"

　　 Xin Laoqi suddenly gave a low voice.

　　 Fang awoke and got off the wooden ladder~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xin Laoqi carried the wooden ladder a few steps to the opposite side with one hand, and then put the wooden ladder on the fence. When he moved his feet, he turned over.

　　 At the same time he turned over, he grabbed the wooden ladder with his right hand. With a little force from his feet, the wooden ladder flipped in on the wall.

　　 Fang wakes up, claps his hands, and then goes to the left.

　　 only took a few steps, and a man came out at the corner in front of him.

　　 The man will stop when he wakes up, and then quickly glanced in front of him, and said: "Uncle, please, my lord's messenger."

　　 Fang wakes up and asks: "Your master's messenger? Who is your master?"

　　 The man said reservedly: "It is not convenient to tell the identity of my master. After the uncle sees the messenger, he will know it naturally."

　　 Fang Xing asked: "Where?"

　　 The man smiled sideways and said, "It's in Shenxianju."

　　 Fang Xing nodded, and walked ahead without hesitation.

　　 The man looked at Fang Xing’s neck from behind, feeling that this famous general was a bit misleading.

　　 If I attacked from behind him, Daming's famous general? Ha ha! Make a joke!

　　 is the entrance of the alley in front of him.

　　 "Uncle..."

　　 As soon as he squeezed out a smile, his neck felt tight.

　　 This is the hand!

　　 After the creeps horrified, the man discerned that it was a human hand.

　　 He looked at the awake figure in front of him, and opened his mouth to call for mercy.

　　 The big hand behind him squeezed hard, and the color in the man's eyes gradually dissipated.

　　 There must be a place where Fang Xing is jealous, that's why he will lose his mouth...