Chapter 1352

Zhang Shuhui woke up vaguely, but found that she was already lying in bed at home. In a hurry, she got up and wanted to find someone, but she saw worry free on the small bed beside her.

Worry free has woken up, staring at the void with big eyes.

"Worry free..."

When the child was there, Zhang Shuhui's heart relaxed and fell on the side of the small bed teasing worry free.

"Where's your husband?"

Zhang Shuhui asked casually. Muhua was watching the spring rain outside the door. When she heard the speech, she turned back and said, "madam, the master went outside and said it was something. Dinner may not be at home."

Zhang Shuhui yawned and said, "I feel so comfortable. I feel that the whole person is relaxed and comfortable!"

……

"Is that medicine all right?"

Fang Xing is asking Jia Quan.

Jia Quan said, "that's the medicine prepared by the imperial doctor in the palace. Sometimes your majesty or concubines come to it when they can't sleep well. The effect is good and comfortable when they wake up."

Fang woke up, put down his worry, and the party moved forward slowly. In front is the Huitong hall.

When he reached the gate, a man flashed out and whispered, "harachal didn't go out today, so he turned around in the yard and went to bed after it rained until now."

Fang Xing's eyes turned. Seeing no one around, he knew that Huitong hall had been notified and cleared.

"Don't be nervous. Your majesty doesn't have a will. We can't do it. We just want to talk about the friendship between the two countries with harachar."

Jia Quan laughed in his heart and went in first.

When he arrived outside the courtyard of the delegation of the state of Halle, the man knocked at the door.

"Who?"

"Daming Xinghe Bo has come to visit. Please see the messenger."

The sound of hurried footsteps came from the door and gradually disappeared. Fang woke up and smiled and said, "unexpectedly, Fang has become famous. Congratulations!"

At this time, a song came from a distance, vaguely

"... when I miss you, I look at the river every day..."

Fang Xing listened slightly. In the drizzle, he heard footsteps coming from inside. Then the door suddenly opened and a cold murderous spirit rushed in

The light of the knife cut off the drizzle. Old Xin roared and cut down with a long knife.

"Dang!"

"Hiss!"

Fang woke up and looked at the man who fell in front of him. He looked up at harachal who hurried out and said, "does the messenger want to ambush Ben Bo?"

The rain drenched the man still struggling on the ground. Blood gushed out of his neck. He gasped, looked at Fang with hatred, and then his eyes gradually dimmed.

A candle in the wind blows and dies!

"Uncle, this man is crazy! I was trying to find a doctor, but I was blocked by the rain. I didn't expect that he would be so crazy. Alas! Fortunately, his ability is low, otherwise..."

Harachal said, went up and kicked the guy whose body was still trembling slightly, and scolded: "animal like character, go to suicide when he is crazy, and dare to go crazy in the yard. He deserves to die!"

Fang woke up and went into the yard. Jia Quan shouted, "people with nothing to do, stay back."

Harachal turned around and said a few words, and the more than ten people went back bitterly.

Fang Wu woke up with an oilcloth umbrella to protect Fang from the rain. His eyes turned and looked around for threats.

"Uncle, please."

Harachal had recovered his composure and walked forward first, not worried that he would be cut by Xin Laoqi with fierce eyes.

When he arrived at the waiting room, halachar sat on the master's seat without hesitation, and then extended his hand to ask Fang to wake up and sit down.

Fang Xing shook his head and stood in the middle with his negative hand. Behind him were Xin Laoqi and Jia Quan. He said faintly, "what do you want on this trip?"

If Fang woke up and couldn't sit, harachal couldn't sit either. He got up awkwardly, but found that he had been completely suppressed by Fang woke. He was surprised and said, "what did uncle say? I'm here just for the friendship between the two countries!"

"Well, it's a good reason."

Fang Xing disdained to circle with these people and said, "it seems that you are ready. It's good. You should give back one or two after eating so much rice grain in Daming."

Harachal said sadly, "uncle, is there any misunderstanding? I wanted to visit uncle's house, but I thought..."

"Farewell!"

Fang Xing didn't wait for him to finish, he nodded slightly, and then turned out.

Fang Wu followed with an umbrella in his hand. Xin Laoqi held the handle of the knife and retreated in place with fierce eyes.

Harachal sighed, "Uncle misunderstood!" and he followed him out to wake Fang up.

"This man already has the heart to die. There is no need to say more."

Fang Xing whispered, and Jia Quan nodded: "yes, in today's business, others must run, but he is sleeping. It can be seen that he has put life and death aside. It's not simple."

"He is sure that if all the people in the dark are not killed, his majesty will not start with his oil lamp that attracts moths. Yes, brave and resourceful."

The corpse had stopped trembling and was standing in front of the gate. Fang Xing's direction remained unchanged and calmly crossed over the corpse.

When he came to the door, Fang woke up and saw harachal catching up. He sighed: "you are a warrior. The two countries compete and each has its own master, so I don't blame you. But after that, don't be caught by me. Otherwise, East Hall and royal guards will be scrambling to try the latest punishment..."

Harachal said with his normal face, "I respect the law of the Ming Dynasty."

Fang woke up with a smile, nodded, and then turned around.

"... outside the door, the new people laugh, inside the door, the old people cry. Tanlang looks back after years, and the water pours..."

"Well, it's hard to recover. It's expensive to use it and take care of yourself."

As soon as Fang wakes up, he speeds up.

Harachar didn't have an umbrella. He couldn't help sighing as he watched Fang Xing get on the horse surrounded by people and disappear into the increasingly dense spring rain.

The singing in the distance suddenly became bleak: "serving my aunt has not stopped, Tanlang is cruel and breaks his slave's intestines..."

Harachal was proficient in Daming dialect and couldn't help smiling when he heard these lyrics.

"I like lingering and gentle, that is, slaves. Winners always sing happy songs..."

"Come on, go far away and follow Fang Xing to see where they have gone."

With harachar's order, a man disappeared in the rain, but then he came back.

"My Lord, Ming people don't allow us to go out now."

"Interesting!"

Harachal's eyelids jumped and turned back.

……

On the long street, when Fang woke up and walked outside a bookstore, Sun Xiang came.

"Xinghebo, we've been waiting for a long time."

Sun Xiang took an umbrella by himself, reflecting Fang Xing's laziness and enjoyment.

Outside was a black robe, and the Buddha beads on his right hand moved slowly. Sun Xiang looked amiable. But the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, showing a triangle, which was frightening.

Fang woke up and looked at the more than 20 fans behind him. He nodded and said, "yes, Daming has never been beaten and didn't fight back. Grandpa sun, do it."

Sun Xiang praised: "Daming has never been beaten and didn't fight back. Our family likes this sentence..."

The smile was still on his face, and Sun Xiang waved. Immediately, the fans rushed into the bookstore, and there was a cry of surprise.