Fang Xing felt that it was a natural attribute for women to keep inseparable, which was instinct and had nothing to do with reserve.

But this is his wife, so he had to endure it.

Zhang Shuhui was keeping her back, but Wuyou, who couldn't wait, rushed over, hugged her waist and shouted: "Mom, say, say, say!"

Zhang Shuhui smiled and hugged Wuyou, saying, "I was so bold at that time. I actually went to question His Majesty and said that woman... Later, His Majesty did not blame him, but went to the queen and gave him a reward of Yu Ruyi, saying that he was for Wuyou to play with."

As she said that, she took out a jade artifact and did not give it to Wuyou. Instead, she asked someone to thread it, saying that it was hanging it on Wuyou's bedside to ward off evil spirits.

Fang Xing looked at her pointing and hitting around. After Wuyou came in disappointment, the father and the other were sad.

This woman is really wild!

...

"Your wife had arranged for His Majesty's food before. His Majesty was still young at that time, so the relationship was naturally different. But today she was also reckless. If it were someone else, she would probably be escorted back today."

Xie Jin felt that Fang Xing and his wife became more and more unscrupulous. If this continues, they will become the two characters in Fang Xing’s story to the children.

"Black and white evil spirits are talking about you couple."

"Your Majesty prefers Concubine Sun, which is something that everyone in the court knows. The queen is stubborn and has no heart to be together. You and your wife can't persuade you! Now it's just to see if the queen can give birth to a son. As long as you have a son, you don't have to worry about being liquidated in the future."

Xie Jin teased and said, "You have to be careful. If it is wrong, entrust the child to me. I will take them across the ocean and go overseas."

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "It won't be that day, I have confidence in Your Majesty."

"But he likes Sun!"

Xie Jin said coldly: "If you support the queen, then Sun and you are the enemy. If Sun and you are on the throne, do you think you can escape?"

"She can't get up!"

Fang Xing said stubbornly, but he was thinking about the status of Sun's family in history. After thinking about it, he only knew that Zhu Zhanji seemed to have deposed Hu Shanxiang. Sun's eldest son was not good enough and made a Tumu Fort, which almost ruined the Ming Dynasty.

As for Sun's family... Fang Xing felt that Hu Shanxiang was not her opponent, and even with her help, she was still indifferent to the world.

If Hu Shanxiang had no son, then the new queen would definitely be Sun!

"The queen must have a son, sure!"

Fang Xing said firmly.

Xie Jin jokingly said, "Your Majesty, don't go to the queen's side, how can you get pregnant? Also, the prince also likes you or not. If Your Majesty doesn't like him, what about you?"

"He will like it."

Fang Xing’s confident way.

Xie Jin nodded and stood up and said, "I'm hungry, I'm having dinner at your house today. Go and make some good dishes and some good wine. I'm drunk today."

It was not just Xie Jin who wanted to get drunk. Today, the news in the palace slowly spread, and those who are qualified to know naturally knew it.

"This is forcing Your Majesty!"

Jin Youzi was furious, "Your Majesty should take that woman off immediately."

Huang Huai murmured: "The woman of the minister actually dares to make trouble in the palace, but Your Majesty has not dealt with... This shouldn't be done! Why?"

Yang Pu's eyes were deep and he said, "When Your Majesty was in Fangjiazhuang, Xinghe Bo had been teaching for a while, and Mrs. Xinghe Bo also took care of Your Majesty's food. This is love, how can Your Majesty deal with it?"

Yang Shiqi remembered what happened back then and said, "Mrs. Xing and Mrs. Bo have a bad temper, and they are both good at dealing with this matter. Yes, it's right. When the queen is sick, His Majesty left her and went elsewhere. This magistrate is reversed."

Jin Youzi said sternly: "What kind of love is it! It's just Fang Xing's outstanding military achievements, and His Majesty can't tear off his face."

Jin Youzi was so angry that when he saw everyone silent, he slapped the table and said, "This is domineering! Domineering! Who has been so domineering in all dynasties? Who?"

Yang Pu glanced at him and lowered his head to write.

The brush is agile, and there are gradually more meticulous small characters on the paper.

The city wall has changed, the beauty has not grown old...

"Just a woman, why bother to get angry!"

Yang Rong just said one sentence, and then got up and asked to see Zhu Zhanji.

Jin Youzi was so angry that he pointed to Yang Rong's door after he disappeared and said, "Look, this person has become a good man now, and he is kind everywhere, but domineering is domineering. The more harmonious he is, the more he is, the more he is!"

Yang Rong didn't know what happened behind him. After seeing Zhu Zhanji, he said, "Your Majesty, Wang Mian, the former Minister of Dali Temple, is in Shaanxi and has been recovered recently."

Zhu Zhanji stood in the hall, looking at the decorations around him with his hands behind his back. He turned around and said, "Wang Mian has accepted bribes, and the evidence of this matter is conclusive, so just be demoted to the people."

"yes."

Yang Rong immediately drafted an order, but naturally someone took it.

"Your Majesty." Yang Rong hesitated for a moment, and then said what he said in his heart.

"The ministers in the palace should not ask, but... the palace..."

Zhu Zhanji's face suddenly became cold, and he looked at Yang Rong coldly.

Yang Rong only felt itchy all over his body and gradually became hot, which was a sign of nervousness.

He said with a thorn in his mouth: "Your Majesty, the central palace... charity, virtuous... I will die..."

Looking at Yang Rong kneeling in front of him, Zhu Zhanji said expressionlessly: "Get back!"

Yang Rong stood up and took his leave, his body was soaked with cold sweat.

Zhu Zhanji stood in the hall, playing with paperweight in his hands, with a deep gaze.

Yu Jia felt a little restless on the side. He was worried that one day the harem would be detonated and a group of people would be killed.

Amitabha, don’t blow our house to death!

Yang Rong returned to the duty room, nodded to his colleagues, and said, "I've gone and told Wang Mian about it."

After a relaxed moment in the room, Huang Huai smiled and said, "Wang Mian is lucky, otherwise he would be taken down in the capital and he would lose face."

Yang Rong smiled and nodded, then sat down and continued to handle business.

Half an hour later, Yu Jia suddenly came.

He glanced at everyone first, then looked at Yang Rong, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, Your Majesty praises you for being mature and polite, and has a ministerial form."

As he said that, he handed over the brocade box in his hand, Yang Rong bowed and took it, and said, "I am stupid and dare not be praised by Your Majesty. How dare you ask Eunuch Yu, can I go and thank you?"

The minister was rewarded and it was instinct to go and thank him. But Yu Jia smiled and said, "No need, Your Majesty said that you have worked hard in the country and have all worked hard. You will be given lunch later."

This was a banquet, and everyone immediately bowed to thank him, and then watched Yu Jia go out.

As soon as the people left, everyone glanced at the brocade box in Yang Rong's hand, and then sat down to work.

Yang Rong's lips were pursed tightly, looking a little serious and determined. He could have gone home and opened the brocade box, but...

The brocade box was opened, Yang Rong took out the things inside, and then expanded it.

Zhu Zhanji has good at calligraphy and painting skills, and a piece of calligraphy looks like a certain momentum.

Yang Shiqi narrowed his eyes and said, "Old and congratulatory country? Not bad, congratulations to Lord Yang."

When he was old and conscientious, this character almost represents the emperor's greatest importance.

The breathing in the room was heavy for a moment, and then it returned to normal.

Yang Pu mockly picked up the pen, smeared the words he wrote one by one, and then got up and went out.

After he walked around the duty room for two rounds, the ball of paper in his hand could no longer see his true appearance.

Back at the duty room, he threw the ball of paper into the wastebasket, then calmed down and carefully watched the latest memorial.
Chapter completed!