The yard was quiet. Chen Mo came to see Fang Xing. He glanced outside and hurried back.

"Your Majesty, it's not easy."

Cao Fei said sincerely, "Xinghe Bo, you rest in Shandong. Your majesty is walking on thin ice in the capital!"

Fang Xing said, "so I'm going to return to Beijing today."

Cao Fei nodded and said, "our family is not wordy. We have to start back to Beijing immediately. When the crown prince is awarded, we will go south as soon as possible and find out the minds of those people below as soon as possible."

Fang woke up and stopped talking. In the end, he didn't say anything.

In terms of investigation, who is better than East Hall and royal guards?

……

The lobby of the east hall was full of people. Anlun stood on it murderously and said, "those disorderly officials and thieves say that their eldest son is not virtuous. It's slander! It's a conspiracy!"

Someone in the stall below said, "father-in-law, the Grand Prince is still young. What is good or not? It can be seen that those thieves have secrets in their hearts and take the lead. Who else dares to make trouble?"

"Yes, father-in-law, those disorderly officials and thieves are quite extravagant in their homes!"

Even greedy for money was said. Anlun looked coldly at his men below. When his voice was low, he said, "who says your highness is not virtuous?"

The difference between the great prince and his highness represents the attitude towards corn.

The atmosphere suddenly stagnated and a stall came out.

He knelt down and slapped himself in the face.

Anlun took a look at him and said, "this time, it's not the crown prince's position, but the position of the crown prince's teacher. Only when we understand this can we find the place to start in the East Hall."

The stall slapped himself in the face, and Anlun seemed to see nothing.

"Now your highness is Du Qian enlightening, followed by Fang Xing."

Anlun's eyebrows were more melancholy. "Du Qian is all right. Those people just don't want to see Fang Xing become the teacher of the prince. They are afraid that the future prince will become his majesty now. Do you understand?"

The following stalls knew that things were not so simple. When they were cold in their hearts, someone was thinking about how to avoid the vortex.

Yes, this is a big vortex.

A vortex that can devour countless lives!

Anlun took a look at the stall that was still slapping in the face and waved his hand slightly. The stall kowtowed like an amnesty, and then got up and went back. The cheek was red and swollen, but he didn't dare to shout pain.

An Lun's eyes swept over his subordinates and finally explained: "what a noble emperor and teacher, and it also involves the struggle between Confucianism and science, but we don't need to take care of these. We only know that we protect the great prince to ascend to the crown prince smoothly, do you understand?"

"I see!"

There was a cry from below.

Anlun waved his hand with satisfaction, and his men dispersed one after another.

Anlun came in tired. Chen Shi followed him to make tea for him.

"Father in law, your highness, there is no problem with the title of the crown prince. Those people really want the name of emperor and teacher, so go and make a fuss with Xinghe Bo! Why ring the clock here?"

Anlun took a deep breath and felt some inexplicable excitement.

"They are afraid of being cleaned up by Fang Xing."

Chen Shi was stunned and said, "together, they are not afraid of your majesty?"

Anlun took the tea cup and said with a smile, "Your Majesty needs to take the overall situation into account, but Fang Xing can pretend to be a fool, okay?"

Chen Shi understood that he was envious of Fang Xing's method of doing things without fear.

Anlun looked at him and warned, "we are your Majesty's slaves. Once our hearts are wild, we won't want to take them back."

Chen Shi trembled in his heart and quickly said, "don't worry, father-in-law. Our family knows how to be measured."

Anlun nodded, drank a cup of tea and said slowly, "there was a man around grandpa sun, also surnamed Chen. Should you know his ending?"

Chen Gui!

Chen Shi bowed his head and said, "yes, our family should take this as a warning."

Anlun was very satisfied with Chen Shi's knowledge and said, "Grandpa sun is ready. When you look back, remember to quietly find some monks to chant scriptures."

Chen Shiying, and then quit.

Anlun closed the door, turned around, walked to the row of cabinets and leaned over to unlock the lock.

Later he took out a package and put it on the table.

He slowly untied the burden and gradually revealed what was inside.

This is a memorial tablet.

Benefactor Sun Xiang's position!

He put the memorial tablet on the table and found a small incense burner.

The cigarette is dim, and Anlun has been sitting opposite the memorial tablet.

"Father in law, I Anlun have never forgotten your kindness. I only hope you can be a man again, don't have to suffer that knife and live freely."

He silently read the Scriptures, his fingers moved slightly, and the Buddha beads slowly began to rotate.

"Those sergeants didn't look after you, so I made a way. Those sergeants guarding the mausoleum were sent to Hami..."

He slowly closed his eyes and moved his lips.

The smoke of three incense sticks rises slowly, straightens gradually, and then disappears in disorder.

"Father in law, xinghebo has returned to Beijing!"

I don't know how long later, Chen Shi's voice came from outside.

Anlun took a long breath and looked at the censer. The three incense sticks had been burned out, leaving only three thin wooden sticks of different lengths.

This is life!

Burning from beginning to end!

Anlun got up and said in a deep voice, "just pay attention!"

"Yes."

The footsteps outside went away. Anlun went to collect the memorial tablet and incense burner, and then opened the door.

The smell of sandalwood rushed out, and then a spring breeze blew back the smoke in the house and rolled up the corners of Anlun's robe.

……

The spring breeze also blew to Fang Xing.

He took his servants into the city and arranged for someone to go home to report the news, but he went into the palace to see the emperor.

"Congratulations, uncle. Tiger father has no dog son!"

When they were outside the Imperial City, the sergeants laughed and congratulated him, saying that Tudou had done well in the entrance examination of martial arts.

Fang Xing smiled and arched his hand. "It's just a fluke."

After a few greetings, a sergeant saw Fang awake and kind, and asked about the road in Shandong.

"Uncle, if it's all repaired one day, can we go to Jinling for the winter? And then come back in spring."

The army has discipline, so of course this is extravagant.

When Fang Xing saw Yu Jia coming out of it, he said, "even if it's all repaired, it's bitter cold in Jinling in winter. The cold wind drills into the bone. It's uncomfortable. It's different from us."

Then he followed Yu Jia into the palace.

Along the way, Yu Jia just said hard with a smile, and Fang woke up and perfunctorily passed.

There was Wang Zhen, an "expert" in the palace. Fang Xing felt that Yu Jia's careful thinking was really not enough.

He did not know the root cause of the change, but at present, many things were probably inseparable from the Korean situation at that time.

What will Wang Zhen become?

Fang Xing is more interested in this.

"Xinghebo, your Highness has often come to the Qianqing palace recently."

Yu Jia's sudden kindness didn't wake Fang up. He just let out a sound.

Yu Jia felt that Fang Xing was more arrogant, so she became silent.

After seeing Zhu Zhanji, Fang Xing briefly talked about the project in Shandong and asked about the crown prince.

"Go out and talk."

Zhu Zhanji looked calm and not angry.

When they got outside, Yu Jia was far away.

Zhu Zhanji rubbed his hands and said, "if you write too many words, your hands are numb."

Fang woke up and nodded.

"The heroes and sisters are very interested in martial arts, but most of their children are unbearable. I can't even turn a blind eye to this assessment. However, I don't think it's very serious. I just say that they can come when they enroll again in summer, and their age is much relaxed."

Zhu Zhanji's mouth tilted slightly, but he smiled sarcastically.

"Martial arts is a way out for their children. If we study and do it carefully, there will be a way in the future. But look at their appearance, it is clear that they have picked up meat and bones, and they are beginning to make trouble inside. If it is really mud, they can't help up the wall."