Great Ming: I, Zhu Di, Declare My Intentions to Seize the Throne from the Start!

It was the fourth day after Fang Xiaoru arrived in Yanjing.

After dinner.

Fang Xiaoru just returned to the house where she stayed.

When I came to the washstand and looked at the white washbasin made of ceramics, I couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Unscrew the water valve and rinse briefly.

Reach into the bottom of the sink and seal the drain with rubber.

Grasp the rubber stopper and gently pull on the small ring-shaped ring left when the plastic is vulcanized and set.

Wow…

The water in the wash basin will flow down the iron pipe connecting the wash basin as the rubber stopper is pulled out.

Fang Xiaoru looked at the water, swirling at the outlet of the drain, and quickly disappeared, and she was lost in thought.

In four days, he watched a lot.

The reason is described as a quick glance at the flowers.

It's because there are so many things to see that if you slow down, you won't be able to see them at all.

During the Ming Dynasty, he never dared to imagine the scene of dozens of ten-ton blast furnaces smelting iron at the same time. The blast furnaces several feet high would be extremely hot if they were even slightly closer.

Thick smoke billowed into the sky for nine days!

I'm afraid even the immortals in the sky will be shocked by this, right?

Behind the blast furnace, thousands of small blast furnaces for steelmaking are lined up in a row.

The pig iron slurry coming out of the blast furnace had just solidified in the mold. Before the fiery red temperature dissipated, it was clamped by workers with huge iron tongs and placed into the small crucible steel-making furnaces behind it.

He couldn't believe it.

How would the people in the court react when they saw such a scene?

In short, even though the temperature at the scene was very high, he felt cold all over.

According to reports, Yan Fan’s use of steel has reached one-fifth of its steel consumption!

Last year, Yanfan's annual steel (steel and iron) consumption was a full 150,000 tons!

How many people did Yan Fan have?

Three million, right?

According to Yanfan's new measurement unit standard, each person consumes an average of one hundred catties of steel!

Over the years, along the way, he is no longer the nerd who only knew the righteousness of saints.

very clear.

The per capita consumption of steel is one hundred catties.

What a huge impact it has on people's lives.

It’s no wonder that Yan Fan has had high crop yields every year in recent years.

Even ordinary people have no problem eating white rice.

The people of Yanfan ate steamed buns not because they had no money to eat white steamed buns, but because of the traditional frugality of the Central Plains culture.

The money is saved to buy things like bicycles and clocks that are not necessary for survival.

Or, read to your children.

During his visit, he also saw women setting up stalls in the food court to earn money for the men at home to do research.

Is such a man still considered a man?

But such a thing really happened under the rule of Yan Fan!

The people in the rural areas of the Central Plains are barely full, and they are still thinking about how to eat well.

When the people in Zhongyuan City, as prices have risen in recent years, they are full of complaints and a lot of pressure.

The people of Yan Fan have actually begun to pursue something that is not necessary for survival?

…

He saw the Pegasus bicycle factory run by Uncle Yang and his friends.

We even went to see various spare parts factories run by many businessmen to manufacture bicycles.

…

There were also large theaters that were packed to capacity.

There are both Yuan tunes and local tunes from the north and south of the Central Plains.

At the same time, there are also ‘stage plays’ promoted by Yan Fan himself.

Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai perform at nine o'clock in the morning, one o'clock in the afternoon, three o'clock in the afternoon, and it is said that they will also open at eight o'clock in the evening.

Different plots are performed every day based on the stories of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.

The plot is continuous.

Various time periods of each day.

All play out the same plot.

As long as ordinary people purchase a package ticket, they can choose their own free time to watch this kind of continuous stage play. It is said that it will take a month to complete the whole performance.

Not to mention, it’s quite interesting.

Led by a group of children, he had been watching for three consecutive days while visiting and resting.

I was pressed for time during the day and didn't go to the Grand Theater today.

No, I'm going out soon.

This is also his first night trip in Yanfan.

It is said that one of the climaxes will be played tonight, the conflict between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai's mother.

Dong dong dong...

The knock on the door brought Fang Xiaoru's mind back to reality.

Yang Rong, wearing new clothes, stood at the door and said with a smile: "Master Fang, Junior Brother Yongming and the others are ready and can leave."

Fang Xiaoru looked at her new clothes in the mirror and smiled, "Okay, let's go."

When the two of them arrived at the gate of the palace.

A group of children were already waiting on their bicycles outside.

Fang Xiaoru looked at the two empty bicycles placed nearby and smiled, "Your Majesty, these should be prepared for lower officials, right?"

In the past few days, these children have taught him how to ride this kind of bicycle.

Princess Qihua and His Highness Gao Xu were the most naughty.

The two children held the back seat for him, and after he started to ride around, they quietly let go. He nervously asked, "Be sure to hold on to Hershey." ’

The two children kept agreeing.

But as everyone knows, he has already given up on him.

When he turned around and saw that no one was watching behind him, he suddenly panicked.

Either he hit a wall or a tree, or he forgot to brake and rushed into the landscape lake inside the palace.

A group of children, at this time, will lean forward and backward with laughter.

Yong Ming nodded.

Fang Xiaoru came to the bicycle assigned to him with a smile and sat on it. Although his skills were not yet good, after being laughed at by the children for a few days, he could barely ride it.

"Let's go!" Qihua held the handle with one hand and raised her other hand, pointing directly in the direction of the Grand Theater ahead. Then she got on the bicycle specially designed for her and took the lead in starting.

"Let's go!"

Some of the younger ones also started cheering, yelled, and quickly climbed up to catch up.

Fang Xiaoru looked at the group of children running in front with a smile.

Most are married.

Although they did not enter politics or the military, most of them used their talents in various walks of life in Yan Fan.

Like being a little older.

Along with the prince, the older children such as Chunxiao, Dongxu, Minfeng, Wang Jinmi and Zhou Chao rode slowly with him.

All have already achieved something.

Dongxu has studied the specific value of gravity acceleration and demonstrated the relationship between speed and acceleration.

He didn't understand any of this, but it was said that it played a huge role in the study of muskets and artillery.

The initial velocity theory that determines the power and range of cannons and artillery was proposed by Dongxu.

He listened to these in a daze and didn't quite understand.

But he understands one thing.

For example, in order to study the acceleration of gravity, Dongxu teamed up with craftsmen, combined with the solar corona that had been invented in the Central Plains, and invented a clock based on the twelve heavenly stems and the sixty-year period of the earthly branches!

He went to visit the Shen family watch factory.

That kind of clock is so accurate in measuring time.

The kind of clock made for His Majesty and His Majesty will also make a ding-ding-dong-dong reminder sound every hour.

…

Xia Yuanji formulated the measurement standards of Yan Fan.

…

Wang Jinmi followed Yu Jing to explore the sea and found a very special piece of steel.

Inspired by this, he proposed the hypothesis that "steel suitable for different purposes must have been blended with other ores at high temperatures during the refining process."

This hypothesis has not yet received effective theoretical basis.

It is not known whether this hypothesis is true.

But this big boy has other achievements as well.

Wang Jinmi believes that the current steelmaking efficiency of Yanfan's small 100-jin crucible furnace is too low.

Combined with the pig iron and wrought iron filling method that have already appeared in the Central Plains.

It is proposed that the pig iron molten slurry and wrought iron molten slurry can be directly poured into a rotating high-temperature furnace through two molten slurry guide channels, and evenly mixed at high temperature, so that large-scale steelmaking can be achieved.

He asked the craftsman about this.

The craftsmen all said that based on the already existing steel filling method, this steelmaking process is very likely to be successful.

The success rate is at least 80%!

Now, Wang Jinmi is working with the workers to figure out how to conquer a complete production line.

These people are very ambitious.

Their idea was not to throw lumps of pig iron and wrought iron into an unconquered, rotatable furnace.

Instead, they hope to design two blast furnaces at the same time, one for smelting pig iron and one for wrought iron. After the iron slurry flows out, it will immediately flow into the high-temperature blast furnace that can rotate.

Save processes, increase output, and at the same time achieve the goal of reducing costs and increasing efficiency!

When he first heard about the entire design plan.

I couldn’t help but think, ‘Why are these people under King Yan so bold to think and do things! ’

Production line design, converter technology...

After waiting for everything, it was not conquered, so it cost King Yan thirty thousand taels of silver.

Later he slowly figured it out.

The motivation for Wang Jinmi and those craftsmen who work hard to dare to think and do comes from King Yan!

If this group of people were left in the Ming Dynasty, as long as they spoke out their ideas, they would probably be labeled as ambitious and boastful by the civil and military officials of the court.

…

Not to mention Minfeng and Chunxiao.

In charge of the entire Yanfan medical system.

Thousands of local doctors in rural communities and midwifery women who know some emergency medical skills were trained by them.

Many ‘Chinese patent medicines’ have been developed.

The princess said that Yan Fan's infant mortality rate has dropped sharply in recent years, which is due to these two children.

…

It seems that he is the most incompetent. He likes to study the growth and development of plants and animals, and has a room full of animal and insect specimens.

He also has his own achievements.

The hypothesis of ‘natural selection and survival of the fittest’ was put forward.

Zhou Chao believes that the same kind of animals and plants will show different traits in order to adapt to survival in different growth environments.

There are only a few isolated proofs of this hypothesis.

Zhou Chao hopes that when the exploration team sets sail again, he can collect various animal and plant specimens for comparative research.

Although the correctness of this hypothesis has not been fully demonstrated.

However, the Department of Agricultural Sciences of Yan Fan believed that this hypothesis was correct.

They have already encountered similar problems in their research on artificially cultivated herbs and crops.

…

I used to laugh at King Yan, who worked so hard to cultivate a group of children, but he did not allow these children to join politics or the army. Instead, they became some weird and promiscuous people.

You really should come and see it!

Although the hypotheses and production techniques proposed by these children have not yet been demonstrated and implemented.

He already felt frightened.

This is the scene where a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend!

"Uncle Fang, what are you thinking about?"

Hearing the sound, Fang Xiaoru turned his head and looked at Chunxiao, who was standing slim, mature and steady in a white coat on the handlebar and wearing a new style of women's clothing.

Chunxiao and Minfeng were very busy during the day.

Towards evening, I came to the palace to have dinner with them.

No, I still have my work clothes on.

He smiled and shook his head, "I just feel sorry for the achievements of you children. At first, many people heard about your master and did not arrange for you to join politics or the army. Instead, they arranged for you to engage in miscellaneous studies and clever tricks. They all laughed at your master..."

Chunxiao smiled slightly, "Actually, when we were young, we didn't understand either, but later we gradually understood that Master and Master didn't want us to join the army or politics because they were afraid that we would encounter danger in the whirlpool of power in the future. Master and Master favored us too much. ”

She knew when the time was right.

The master must give them honor.

Fang Xiaoru looked at the steady and capable Chunxiao and nodded with a smile: "Yes, you are really lucky to meet King Yan and Princess Yan, but in the Central Plains, we still have countless children who can barely have enough to eat... "

Chunxiao and the older children smiled.

After spending the past few days together, they already knew that Uncle Fang wanted them to influence their master and not be too alienated from Daming.

They had known Fang Xiaoru since they were young.

They grew up with their masters and mistresses.

Uncle Fang took great care of his father who was still living in Tuqiao Village at that time.

But they can't get involved in the matter between the master and the Ming Dynasty.

Over the years, what did Zhongyuan do to the master and how many obstacles were set up.

They all know it.

It is the many elites in the Central Plains who are resistant, hostile, and longing for the master to stay away from the Central Plains.

It's not that the master doesn't want to take care of the affairs of the Central Plains.

Why!

Fang Xiaoru looked at the children who were smiling and silent again, sighed helplessly, changed the subject, pointed to the roadside, the top of the iron pillar, and the long flame burning in the glass cover, and curiously asked: "This lamp has been lit like this, why?" How much lamp oil does it cost? These days, I have been looking at it in the palace and have been wanting to ask. However, there are too many new things, and Uncle Fang is dazzled by them, so he has never had time to ask. "

Yong Ming held Jindouzi in his arms and introduced with a smile: "Uncle Fang, except for the money spent to build these street lights, there is no need to spend money later. This is biogas. We have a population of 700,000 in Yanjing, and people and people live there every day." The excrement produced by livestock requires a large number of servants. Since the construction of Yanjing began, my father has built two very large compost plants on the north and south banks, far away from the bay..."

"The composting plant produces a kind of gas that is very pungent and unpleasant, but it can be ignited. The gas produced from the compost pit is transported to the street lamps through iron pipes similar to water transmission. Every night, the composting plant There is a worker who is responsible for lighting the lamp. He will use the key to open the iron box. There is a valve inside. When the valve is opened, the flammable gas will go up. There is also a rope in the box. The rope is connected to the flint lighter bracket in the lampshade. Just pull it. It can ignite..."

Fang Xiaoru was moved.

From Yong Ming’s explanation.

Can be known.

Not only does this composting plant support hundreds of people, but the work they do is relatively degrading and the remuneration is very high, even higher than that of factory workers.

new

But compost plants can still be profitable!

Because the huge amount of compost fertilizer produced every year is the favorite of farmers!

How many big cities are there in the Central Plains!

Don’t say hundreds of thousands.

As long as there are tens of thousands of people in a city, I am afraid that this kind of compost plant and street light system can be built!

While local governments can make profits, they can also feed many people.

At the same time, the dark night of Ming Dynasty was lit up!

Look at Yanjing at night, a few families come out to enjoy the cool air, there are candy sellers and various snack vendors. How much wealth can this create!

Can……

I want to build such a system.

Requires large amounts of iron.

And rubber!

This is not what Ming Dynasty has!

At the same time, local governments are unable to implement the work-employment share system and government-run composting plants like King Yan and Fan of Yan, so the power of the bureaucracy cannot be restricted.

I'm afraid, in the end, it will only create a group of corrupt officials, right?

The Ming Dynasty did not have the conditions for such a move, regardless of its political environment or technical conditions.

Fang Xiaoru suddenly felt an extremely strong sense of despair.

There is obviously a good cure and a role model?

Why couldn’t Ming Dynasty follow suit?

…

Yang Rong saw Fang Xiaoru's face looking down and depressed, and asked curiously: "Junior brother, use flint and steel to light a fire? Flint and steel can ignite fire, can it also be used on a blunderbuss to ignite gunpowder?"

"Senior Brother!" Yong Ming couldn't help but give Yang Rong a thumbs up.

"Awesome! Little senior brother is awesome!" Jin Douzi sat on the beam of the car and yelled mischievously.

Everyone was amused.

Yang Rongshan smiled and scratched his head, "I often train with my grandson in our Tuqiao Village, and we have a lot of exposure to fire guns, so I asked this question."

Fang Xiaoru had already come to his senses and asked curiously: "Your Majesty, have your Yanfan Army Fire Guns changed their uniforms?"

Yong Ming shook his head, "After flint, also known as flint, was used in street lamps, the craftsmen of the fire gun factory were inspired by this and did develop a flintlock gun. However, now my father just asked Uncle Tan and the others to form We have formed a team of a thousand people to use this new equipment. Dad said that we, Yanfan, do not need these for the time being. We will first form an experimental team to find shortcomings and continue to improve. The extra money will be spent wisely to support research and development. Improving people's livelihood……"

What a strong confidence!

Although the prince didn't say it clearly.

But he also felt Yan Fan's confidence and domineering power from King Yan's plan.

The King of Yan believes that even with the match ropes and muskets that are currently in use, the Yan army is enough to be proud of the world!

Instead of hastily fielding immature flintlock muskets.

It would be better to invest the money in research and improving people's livelihood.

Achieve accumulation and success!

…

The group of people, talking, arrived at the Grand Theater unknowingly.

Qihua and a group of younger children were already waiting outside.

I bought melon seeds, coconuts, and various dried fruits.

After Fang Xiaoru picked up her bicycle, she lined up with her children.

He's already used to it.

The people of Yanjing Bay were also used to it. Prince Yan's children and students lined up behind them. They only greeted the crown prince, princess and others, and then continued to line up quietly.

The people of Yan Fan have adapted to it, and the Yan family does not care about the authority side.

but……

It also does not affect the people's support and centripetal force for King Yan and Yan Fan!

On the contrary, the people who became Yan Fan were worried about becoming the people of Ming Dynasty again.

It can be imagined how strong the cohesion between Yan Fan and his subordinates was.

Fang Xiaoru was thinking about it while following the crowd into the venue.

After entering the Grand Theater.

The steps made of cement masonry are higher than each other.

People who bought ordinary tickets and brought their children sat on the ground on the steps.

They were talking quietly, waiting for the stage play of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai to start.

Fang Xiaoru followed Yong Ming and others to the second floor of the half ring of the Grand Theater.

Enter the fully open private room facing the stage.

There are no tables.

The only difference from the concrete floor below is that there is a wool blanket.

After dyeing this kind of wool, weaving blankets with various beautiful patterns were also created by Yan Fan.

King Yan was grateful for the millions of Mongolian people who followed him south.

After the weaving technology was developed, people were sent to Lan Yu and Zhang Yu, the two top officials in charge of the military and civil affairs of the demonstration area.

Today, this kind of blanket has become another economic pillar of the demonstration area.

This wool blanket, which is both warm and beautiful, has now become another representative culture of the Ming Dynasty, in addition to silk, porcelain, and tea.

It created a great impetus for the Mongolian people in the demonstration area to yearn for the Ming Dynasty.

Wool that was previously discarded can now be used to make money.

Wool, which no one cares about, is now in the elegant homes of wealthy people because of its small craftsmanship.

…

"Hello, audience, in three minutes, the twentieth act of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai's stage play is about to begin!"

The entire theater fell silent for an instant.

Fang Xiaoru looked at the handsome young man bowing on the stage and couldn't help but smile.

Zhu Lao’s fourth student... Yang Jie!

The script of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai's big stage play was expanded and compiled by Yang Jie based on the legend of Liang Zhu in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, adding the hatred between the country and the family, love and hatred.

Moreover, this young man is also the actor of Liang Shanbo.

Rave reviews!

These days, he has heard countless people in Yanjing talking about Yang Jie's performance!

Yang Jie reported behind the scenes, turned around and left in a hurry.

Three minutes later.

"Auntie, why can't I be with Yingtai?"

There was no one in sight under the marsh gas lamps. Behind the red curtain, there suddenly sounded voices of reluctance, anger, pleading, and too many incomprehensible voices about the world.

The huge red curtain slowly rose.

Two people appeared slowly.

A middle-aged woman and a young scholar, both wearing clothes from the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

Liang Shanbo's face was stubborn and haggard. He had just been tortured. His lips were pale and chapped. His bright eyes, filled with tears but not flowing out, stared at Zhu Yingtai's mother.

Zhu Yingtai's mother's face flashed with a hint of unbearability.

Fang Xiaoru's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

In the new edition of Butterfly Lovers.

Zhu's mother is also a poor person who has not been able to get together with the person she loves.

‘The new version of Butterfly Lovers has designed such a background for Zhu’s mother. Zhu’s mother just showed her unbearable expression. Will this version of the new version of Butterfly Lovers, because Zhu’s mother feels the same way, give Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai a happy ending? ’

Fang Xiaoru watched in fascination and pondered.

At this moment, everyone in the theater had forgotten to eat melon seeds and snacks.

Clench your fist tightly.

He stared nervously at the actor who played Zhu’s mother.

Mother Zhu's expression suddenly became cold and hard, "You think anger can change the fate of you and Yingtai!"

"You think the Hu people can tolerate the Han people in the south even if they are very dissatisfied!"

"If you want to complain, just complain that you were born in the wrong place! In the wrong era!"

"Born in this era when our Han Dynasty is in decline!"

"I was born in this environment where everyone is so hypocritical, pedantic and snobbish!"

"If you want to complain, just complain that you have too many ideas! You are so young and ignorant that you think you can change the people around you if you don't like it!"

"I thought you two could change this era!"

…

Boom!

Mother Zhu continued to lecture Liang Shanbo more and more sharply.

Fang Xiaoru could no longer hear the surrounding sounds.

After hearing what Zhu's mother said, there was a roar in my mind.

This passage reminded him of the Ming Dynasty!

Thinking of the current situation of Ming Dynasty!

Innovation is repeatedly blocked.

Why can’t the new wind from Yan Fan go north across the sea and blow into the Ming Dynasty!

Mother Zhu seems to be teaching Liang Shanbo to recognize reality.

But Zhu Mu actually shouted out a desperate cry against the dirty and outdated reality!

Chunxiao was thoughtful. Seeing Fang Xiaoru's sluggish expression, she whispered, "Uncle Fang, after my junior brother wrote the script of Butterfly Lovers, he asked the master for advice. This line was added by the master."

Fang Xiaoru came back to his senses.

He looked at Chunxiao who had shifted his attention to the big stage and was watching carefully.

Of course he knew what Chunxiao wanted to express with this statement.

Ask him not to make things difficult for his master.

As Zhu's mother said, this era and the atmosphere of this era cannot be changed by one or two people.

"Auntie, what if there were thousands of us!"

Liang Shanbo's voice sounded: "If no one does anything, this pedantry, hypocrisy and snobbishness will never disappear, and our Han Dynasty will never be able to regain its former glory!"

"Auntie helps us, maybe it will affect many people..."

…

An hour later.

"Too beautiful!"

"Yeah, for some reason, it seems like this happened to me!"

"The Eastern Jin Dynasty was really bad. Fortunately, we live in the Yan Fan of King Yan!"

…

Fang Xiaoru listened to the people's discussion and walked out silently with the crowd.

I saw some women wiping their tears secretly, but I couldn't explain why they felt so much the same way.

But he knew it.

These people who once lived in the Central Plains are surrounded and suppressed by pedantry, hypocrisy and snobbery all the time.

It's just that they don't know enough, and they feel it vaguely, but they can't express it.

"Your Majesty!"

Fang Xiaoru suddenly spoke.

Everyone turned around.

Yong Ming looked at Fang Xiaoru in confusion, "Uncle Fang, what's the matter?"

Fang Xiaoru grabbed Yong Ming's arm tightly and said excitedly: "Can you take me to see Yang Jie? I think I have found a way to change the Ming Dynasty. I want to invite Yang Jie back to the Ming Dynasty to guide me and help me build such a team." The stage crew has superb acting skills, and I want to present his new version of Butterfly Lovers to the young scholars of the Ming Dynasty!"

"Your father, the lines written by King Yan are so good. One or two people cannot change this era, but what about thousands of young people!"

He didn't understand until now.

King Yan built a grand theater.

The purpose of supporting stage plays is to support students who are willing to be actors instead of doing their real jobs.

Educate people through stage plays!

Ensure that Yan Fan will not fall into the pedantry, hypocrisy and snobbery accumulated in the Central Plains for thousands of years!

The children were slightly stunned.

Jindouzi is young and doesn't understand.

But everyone else understood what Fang Xiaoru said.

Yong Ming pondered for a moment and looked at Fang Xiaoru, "Uncle Fang, are you really mentally prepared? Senior Brother's new Butterfly Lovers may make many people uncomfortable, disgusted, and hostile in our Central Plains. You are here to do this." Things, have you ever thought about your afterlife?"

Just the line that my father revised and added to my senior brother.

He simply scolded all the conservative officials and gentry of the Ming Dynasty!

Uncle Fang formed his own cast team to play Butterfly Lovers.

I am bound to be hostile to this group of conservative, pedantic, hypocritical, and snobbish people, and I want to crush them to ashes.

"Even if there are thousands of people, I will still go!"

Yong Ming looked at Fang Xiaoru's firm face and looked like he had no regrets despite his death. He secretly admired him, pursed his lips and said, "Since Uncle Fang has decided, I will take you to see your senior brother."

Everyone turned back again and entered the grand theater.

…

That night.

Xu Miaoyun's bedroom.

"Mom, did I hurt Uncle Fang when I took him to see my senior brother?" Yong Ming asked with some worry and discomfort after telling what happened.

Xu Miaoyun smiled and touched Yong Ming's head, "Your father and I are old friends with him. We all know his character. He is the kind of person who believes in the truth and can throw his life and blood. The things he believes in, Even if you don't help, he will do it, so your father secretly gave him a nickname, Fang Shi Clan, don't worry, everyone like him is precious, your eldest brother deserves your father. The true successor will definitely protect him."

Yong Ming suddenly smiled, "Mom, even though Dad scolds Uncle Fang, in fact, he also admires Uncle Fang, right? If Uncle Fang is really in danger, Dad will help, right?"

Xu Miaoyun smiled and glared, "You are the only smart one!"

"Ah! Mother, save me..."

At this moment, a childish cry for help came from outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, Jin Douzi was grabbed by the ear and walked in, "Mother, Jin Douzi just hit the street lamp in my yard with a slingshot!"

Xu Miaoyun looked at the two siblings and couldn't help but hold her forehead.

Jindouzi likes to provoke Qihua.

Every time I was provoked, I suffered a loss, and I never had a long memory.

…

Fang Xiaoru watched the twentieth scene of Butterfly Lovers.

Suddenly I felt relaxed all over, as if I was in peace.

He has found a way to change Ming Dynasty. At least, he will definitely bring changes to Ming Dynasty.

As for the dangerous future.

He doesn't care.

Don’t be afraid either!

The despair caused by visiting Yan Fan for the past few days disappeared, and I had a good night's sleep.

The next day.

It's just dawn.

Dong dong dong...

Fang Xiaoru, who had not slept well for many days, was still asleep when a knock on the door suddenly rang.

Fang Xiaoru opened her eyes in a daze.

I heard Xu Miaoyun's personal maid outside the door say: "Master Fang, the princess asked me to inform Master Fang that the navy officer accompanying the prince has just sent back the news that the prince will arrive in Yanjing in two hours. The princess is going to pick up the prince. I don't know Mr. Fang." What are the plans for today..."

"Go, go, go..."

Before the maid could finish speaking, Fang Xiaoru hurriedly shouted, lifted up the thin quilt, hurriedly got down to the ground, put on clothes, and at the same time said loudly: "Princess, please wait for a moment."

He had many things to say to King Yan.

These days, I am almost suffocated.

Please ask for monthly tickets, recommended tickets, follow-up subscriptions, and full subscriptions.