Chapter 1620

Fang Xing returns to Qingshou temple again. ERTA and the two assassins, including several monks bought by them in Qingshou temple, have been taken away by the royal guards, but Sai hazhi, the commander of the royal guards, did not leave. He is waiting for Fang Xing.

They went to Mingxin's quiet room for tea.

After a long silence, saihazhi suddenly mocked himself: "I can't trust the emperor and his majesty. If it weren't for the name of my ancestors, I wouldn't go to Yunnan to be a propaganda envoy. As for the command of the royal guards, it's just excessive. Xinghebo suddenly showed his kindness. I'm uneasy!"

Saidianchi, the ancestor of saihazhi, played a great role in the stability of Yunnan in the early Yuan Dynasty. Later, his descendants comforted people in Yunnan many times.

When saihazhi arrived, he was also sent to Yunnan by Zhu Yuanzhang. After Ji Gang collapsed, Zhu Di unexpectedly asked him to take over the post of commander of royal guards.

The reputation of several generations of people operating in Yunnan has made the saihazhi family an object that kings value but guard against.

When sapphire conquered Yunnan, it tried to reduce this influence, but it still couldn't be completely cut off later.

Fang woke up and looked at him with complicated eyes and said, "Your Majesty wants the royal guards to stop for a while, and you also have the heart to provide for the elderly. Lord Sai, the 100 officials of the royal guards, Shenyang, will return to Beijing soon. That's... Fang's people. Please take care of Lord Sai."

He finally classified Shenyang as his own person, so that Zhu Zhanji had a good reputation.

"The royal guards have a bad reputation. I just watched them not to make trouble. Neither the emperor nor his majesty intended to use the royal guards again. I will always watch and wait for the right opportunity to beg for the bones."

Saihazhi knew exactly what he should do since he took over the post of commander of royal guards.

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Lord Sai has made contributions to the country and should be blessed to his children and grandchildren."

Saihazhi nodded and said, "Your Highness Yingguo, the lower official only hates his old age..."

Fang woke up and said with a smile, "thank you, Mr. Sai."

The two quietly completed a benefit exchange: saihazhi promised to look after Shenyang, while Fang Xing promised to be kind to saihazhi's children on behalf of Zhu Zhanji.

Politics has always been the product of compromise, and emperors as strong as Zhu Di inevitably have patience.

Seeing Sai ha Zhi off, Mingxin didn't know which corner he came out of, and said with a low eyebrow: "the abbot was a little frightened and asked the poor monk to intercede. But it really had nothing to do with him."

"This matter is no longer under my control."

Qingshou temple in early spring has more vitality. Although the branches are not green, you can smell a different breath from winter in the air.

Under the big tree was covered with moss, and a clump of small mushrooms began to rise, looking delicate.

The quiet room where Fang Xing lives is located in the middle of two small woods, which is very quiet. A path leads back and forth, and you can't see the end.

Mingxin stood under the tree and said with a smile, "I wanted to invite you back to Jinling, but I have lived in Qingshou temple for a long time, but I don't want to go to Jinling to endure the heat in summer and the wet cold in winter."

"It's a good place."

In the distance, the Sanskrit sound came in bursts. Mingxin couldn't help but bow his head and read it. The treasure was solemn.

Fang woke up and walked slowly along the path. The breeze was slightly cold, but it was refreshing.

The trees on both sides are arranged unevenly, but it makes people feel more wild.

Fang Xing was curious all the way looking for new things under those big trees. Unfortunately, he never found mushrooms again.

However, there are many creatures in early spring, and those insects also drilled out and climbed everywhere.

"Unfortunately, worry free is not here, otherwise you can..."

When Fang woke up and straightened up, he saw a familiar face.

"I've seen my uncle. I'm ashamed that I haven't visited my uncle since I came to the capital!"

Fang Xing bowed and saluted. Chen Jiahui stroked his beard and said, "I'm afraid to see you as soon as you get to the capital!"

Fang woke up with a smile and asked, "but has someone embarrassed my uncle?"

Chen Jiahui turned and the two moved forward together.

"No one is embarrassed, but you beat people in the palace. Some officials outside can't see it anymore. They say they want to impeach you for being domineering."

The relationship between the two families is so that Chen Jiahui is naturally classified into Fang Xing's party, so there is no hope of promotion in recent years.

Chen Jiahui pulled off a dead branch from the tree and said slowly, "when the former Emperor was in control of the government, when his majesty ascended the throne, he would probably feel a little depressed, but he didn't come in a hurry! So his majesty grinded a little and brought you back. He controlled the government quietly and asked you to disturb those... Tacit understanding."

Fang woke up, nodded and kicked the dead branch he pulled down to the side of the road. "No matter your majesty or the future king, such a struggle will continue. Unless you can limit the scope of each other's rights and contain each other, there will be big trouble sooner or later."

Chen Jiahui was surprised and said, "you mean internal friction?"

"Yes."

Several monks came in front, including the abbot. Seeing Fang Xing entertaining guests, he quietly turned and left.

"Many internal conflicts that seem to be a dispute of will and spirit are actually rooted in the struggle for power between kings and ministers."

Whether it is the battle of etiquette or the open and secret struggle between the Donglin Party and Wei Zhongxian, it is the struggle between emperors and ministers.

Therefore, the so-called eunuch party is actually the imperial party, which is just a tool launched by the emperor to fight with his ministers.

Emperor Chongzhen was fooled and killed Wei Zhongxian's party. He probably regretted it when he died in Meishan.

When they walked along the path, the front suddenly opened up. The meditation room was dotted with quiet rooms. They looked more angry.

The abbot and others talked in the distance. Fang Xing didn't answer, but said to Chen Jiahui: "uncle, this is a long and dangerous process. The more one party is, the more it will trigger a rebound. You can see from the tug of war between his majesty and his ministers. Both sides are afraid, so be careful."

Although Chen Jiahui is not a hub in shuntianfu, he knows political affairs like the back of his hand. He frowned and said, "this balance is difficult to achieve. Although your majesty seems tolerant, there is the stubbornness of the former Emperor in his bones, and your Majesty's city government is very deep!"

Chengfu has several explanations, but Fang woke up and thought of another.

Shinobi!

But patience is torture for a very vengeful and stingy emperor.

"Your Majesty is a little stingy and vindictive! Plus his poor health..."

Fang woke up and said in a low voice, "that's why he was angry with Li Shimian. There are also anxieties caused by his Majesty's inability to control the Korean situation. Uncle, don't get involved. Your highness is not the highness who studied with those great scholars before. He... Also bears a grudge!"

Chen Jiahui nodded and said, "the emperor doesn't forget to take revenge. It's just to see if he can take revenge. Your Highness has made great achievements, so some people are worried. You should remind your highness that it's best to return to the capital as soon as possible."

The abbot over there couldn't help coming over. Fang Xing said, "I know, but it depends on your Majesty's intention."

Chen Jiahui nodded, then Fang woke up and sent him out.

When he came back, the abbot was already waiting.

"Xing Hebo, those people collude inside and outside, and then hide in the despicable temple. The poor monk is guilty."

The Abbot's attitude was very low. Fang Xing said, "the royal guards have taken over this matter. It's certain that Qingshou temple is lax in management. It would be better for the master to correct himself first."

The abbot was overjoyed, put his hands together, announced the Buddha's name, and then hurried to take people.

Fang woke up and looked at his back in a hurry. He couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

The so-called birth and entry into WTO is just a change in mentality.

When the mentality is born, you can still feel quiet in the downtown.

The state of mind is impetuous, and the six roots are not clean. Even in the deep mountains, there is no peace.

Fang Xing's heart was restless and he was almost dazzled by anger. If there were not a trace of reason left, he must have cut elta thousands of times at the moment.

Xin Laoqi came in a hurry and brought the news that Fang Xing urgently needed.

"Master, I found the messenger!"

"Who?"

Fang Xing asked murderously in his eyes.