Zhu Zhanji summoned Fang Xing, which was on the third day after the child was born.

"You actually lost weight?"

Fang Xing was shocked as soon as he met. Zhu Zhanji touched his cheek and said in disbelief: "No."

"The eyes are black too. Are you raising children?"

Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said, "Just hug every day. By the way, why did you think of giving the nickname to potatoes at that time?"

Fang Xing said in surprise: "Potatoes are produced in large quantities and are easy to feed, which is equivalent to taking a cheap name and praying for children."

Zhu Zhanji picked up the brush and praised: "This is the reason."

Fang Xing looked at him and wanted to go and take a look, but Yu Jia was right next to him, so he couldn't do too much.

Zhu Zhanji waved it and smiled when he saw Fang Xing's appearance: "The name is Zhu Qiyu, don't you say that corn and potatoes are produced, but the nickname is corn."

Fang Xing said in confusion: "I have nothing to say about Daming, but this nickname...is it some..."

"You mean lowly?"

Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said, "If corn can really be cultivated to produce high yields, this name is more noble than my name!"

This is asking Fang Xing if he is sure. Fang Xing nodded and said, "I have this confidence, I will definitely be able to do it!"

Zhu Zhanji laughed, handed the paper to Yu Jia, and said, "Report the name to everyone."

After Yu Jia left, Zhu Zhanji called Fang Xing to sit down and asked someone to have a tea.

When the tea came up, Zhu Zhanji waved his hand, and only he and Fang Xing were left in the warm cabinet.

"The conditions of the Frank mission are all illusory. The Ming Dynasty did not know their situation, so I am not going to sign anything substantial. They are illusory. Why can't the Ming Dynasty?"

Zhu Zhanji smiled: "Although Chen Mo's methods are vulgar, the Frank delegation seems to have benefited from his methods, which allows the students of the Ministry of Rites to know a lot."

Chen Mo naturally knew about how to wake up, and what he was best at was pretending to be honest and sincere.

“He likes taking a shower.”

Fang Xing said casually, and then asked, "What did the Frank people learn, right?"

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "The old master has said nothing about them."

Fang Xing imagined the scene where the old master was shaking his head and memorizing the book with three foreign students, and couldn't help but laugh.

Bastian was devoted to making friends with the Ming Dynasty, but Frank's strength was not satisfactory, and it was very risky to be friends with such a country.

"Frank is in trouble now, and the Ming Dynasty will not have too much contact with Taisie in the near future. What if you want to do it?"

Zhu Zhanji was obviously thinking deeply about this issue. Fang Xing nodded and said, "At present, the goal of the north of the Ming Dynasty can only be done step by step. Yiliba, Halie, as for the meat fans, it should be still far away."

The distance between the meat fan country is too far, so far that it makes people despair about supplies.

"The words of the covenant..."

Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji smiled at each other. The covenant is a decoration. The conditions and opportunities for both sides to use each other are allies. If not, even if there is a covenant, they will only be wiped.

Neither of them mentioned the shelling and were willing to dig a gully between each other.

Zhu Zhanji smiled slightly and said lightly: "Duanduan was overjoyed last night and went to bed very late."

Fang Xing stared at the brush on the table blankly and said, "She has a younger brother, of course she should be happy."

Zhu Zhanji said bitterly: "This is God's will!"

Fang Xing shook his head slightly, but refused to answer the conversation.

The room was silent, and Zhu Zhanji looked at the void with a melancholy look.

"I like Sun, everyone knows this, but it's a waste of time..."

Zhu Zhanji's melancholy look made Fang Xing a little angry, and he said, "But the child is yours."

"Yes, so I named him Qi Yu, the nickname Yumi, a very ordinary name. If he had the destiny, he would naturally be more promising than my father."

Zhu Zhanji laughed at himself: "I am probably the most infatuated emperor in the history of the Ming Dynasty? Grandpa of the emperor set the Hu family for me, this is... from the eyes of my grandfather, but I have been with Sun for many years..."

"But there are many women in your harem, so since you are the emperor, you should know... Once the queen has made a decision, unless she is indeed a traitor, she cannot move lightly."

After a silence, Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "I know, so I will try my best to teach this child. The Ming Dynasty will not be ruined by his hands. Otherwise, I will not have the shame to see the emperor and the emperor Taizu Gao in the future."

The emperor said this, making people feel sad, but Fang Xing suddenly remembered the incident when Zhu Zhanji went away when the prince was young.

"Have you practiced recently?"

"Busy, forgot."

Zhu Zhanji said tiredly.

"You shouldn't be like this!"

Fang Xing raised his voice and said, "You are the emperor. If you continue like this, your health will get worse and worse. If you touch your belly and thighs, are you getting fat?"

Zhu Zhanji didn't need to touch her and said, "I'm just getting fatter, just pay attention to my diet."

Fang Xing said helplessly: "Long live, we won't say long live, but you will live at least 70 or 80 years old? But how do you live in your current state?"

This is a ruthless saying, but fortunately no one else is there.

When Zhu Zhanji saw Fang Xing frowned, he smiled bitterly and said, "National and family affairs are entangled. I am tired, and I am tired, and I don't want to move."

Fang Xing had no choice but to talk about something, and then he got up and took a break.

After leaving the Qianqing Palace, Fang Xing turned around and said to Yu Jia: "Your Majesty will not be able to go on like this. Find someone. I have something to report to the Empress Dowager."

Yu Jia looked around and whispered: "Please say Xinghe Bo."

Fang Xing said, "Let the princess get up early every day in the future, and at least encourage His Majesty to practice."

There was no need to talk much, Yu Jia nodded in understanding.

Fang Xing thought this was basically reliable, so he planned to go home to coax the worry-free man who had some indigestion yesterday.

Who knew that Kim Young had been waiting for a long time when he just arrived home.

"Xinghe Bo, please help me tell Lord Wu."

"The Ministry of Works is still not moving?"

Fang Xing felt that this matter was a bit strange. Wu Zhong had no grudge against him, and he could not keep the matter at the Royal Workshop. What does this person mean?

Jin Ying had no intention of being angry, but just smiled bitterly: "The north and south are building roads. Although they don't work, there are too many things at the beginning. We went to the Ministry of Works to ask for a meeting several times. Every time Wuzhong agreed, he forgot it, and then he forgot it."

Fang Xing pondered for a moment and said, "The Ministry of Works will not stumbling, so... I'll go and take a look."

He went to the Ministry of Works and went straight to find Wu Zhong who was in a hurry to explain to others.

Wu Zhong looked up and saw that it was him, and he cried out, "Xinghe Bo, is it the workshop? I... wait, I will be fine soon."

Fang Xing was listening to his instructions on the transportation of materials, so he became interested in retreating. But Wu Zhong was probably guilty and after handling the matter a few times, he said to the person outside the door: "Everything is slow."

Then he bowed to the party and said, "It's not that I scapegoat. Those things have been divided up everywhere. No matter how anxious you are, you can only wait for another month. When all the materials from the north and south are transported, it will be easier at that time. Please forgive me."

Fang Xing had nothing to say. Wu Zhong dialect had to say this, and he must have submitted a memorial, and Zhu Zhanji already knew about it.

Kim Young, Kim Young...

Fang Xinggong bowed his farewell and left the Ministry of Works. Jin Ying came up and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with Xinghe Bo?"

Fang Xing did not say a word, turned around and stared at Jin Ying and asked, "You have no news in the palace?"

Jin Ying shook her head blankly and said, "Our family leaves the palace and is left by His Majesty. It's good if others don't step on it a few times. How can we take the risk to communicate with our family?"

It is risky to deliver messages inside and outside the uterus, but it is not uncommon in reality.

Otherwise, why did someone say that Zhu Gaochi was unfilial at that time?

Fang Xing's expression cleared a little and said, "You will definitely have it when you come to Wuzhong next month."

Kim Young bowed happily to thank him, and then got on his horse and left.
Chapter completed!