General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 33 Toon Tree Alley
Let alone Fang Chengyu.

Even his father, Fang Rui, is nothing more than a wealthy landowner in Jiangning.

Not to mention whether the father and son have that kind of heart.

He doesn't have that ability at all, you know.

Zhu Zaixun mechanically turned his head.

"Ning, Mr. Ning, are you saying that Marquis Anping is nothing more than a knife for killing people?"

Ning Jue's complexion gradually became serious.

"I don't need to say it, I'm afraid your uncle will know that this Marquis of Anping is just a scapegoat."

Thinking of the reactions of Zhang Zuo and Lu Bing in the imperial prison, Zhu Zaishun gradually frowned.

Everything makes sense.

Who are Lu Bing and Zhang Zuo?How could he not know what kind of guy Fang Chengyu was?
But so what? !

Fang Chengyu is the uncle of the country!

Empress Xiaolie herself was rumored to be killed by an old Taoist priest.

Could it be that Jiajing wanted to kill Empress Xiaolie's natal family before the funeral of Empress Xiaolie? !
Most of the seemingly sinister conspiracies in this world are naked conspiracy after peeling off the skin.

Zhu Zaiyan sat paralyzed on the thick root of the toon tree, the cold wind howled past, but Zhu Zaiyan was covered in cold sweat.

"This case, should we let it go?"

Ning Jue's tone gradually relaxed.

"If there are no accidents, the emperor will bestow the death of Marquis Anping at most, and then inform the prince about this matter, and the prince will investigate thoroughly in the future."

"It's just that time has passed, and even if Bao Longtu and Di Huaiying are still alive, it may be difficult to find out this muddled account."

If nothing else.

Ning Jue knew exactly what kind of accident it was.

Zhu Zailong also knew it.

This incident not only involved Jiajing's old face, but also involved the last insurance for the person behind the scenes.

The instigators behind "The Two Dragons Don't Meet" have firmly bound themselves to Jiajing in this way.

Unless there is a person who disregards life and death and exposes this matter.

It's just that Zhu Zaiyi didn't notice that Ning Jue, who was beside him, had already swept away the failure of the previous "criticism", and his eyes gradually became excited.

About it.

Who but me!
Today's trip was not in vain!
Don't you all want to hide in the gutter?

Unless kill me!

In Ning Jue's eyes flashed a sternness that was hard to detect.

And Zhu Zaiyi also stood up and bowed to Ning Jue.

"Hearing Master Ning's words, the students have benefited a lot. It's getting late and the students still have something to do at home. I'm sorry that it's difficult for the students to send Master Ning back to the residence."

Ning Jue looked at "Lu He", and also cupped his hands from the bottom of his heart.

"Brother Lu, you are being polite, I will go back by myself."

Having such news is the greatest help for Ning Jue.

Ning Jue didn't want to involve the Lu family.

Naturally, there was no need for the two of them to continue talking.

It's just that Ning Jue didn't know that the "brother Lu" beside him had already started to think about it.

Not long after the two separated under the toon tree, a carriage quietly drove into the toon tree alley.

Just as the carriage drove into Chunshu Alley, the bumpy road lifted the cotton curtain of the carriage.

Behind the car window, an old face appeared, and happened to meet Zhu Zai's eyes.

The old man in the carriage immediately stepped forward and opened the curtain without thinking.

What I saw was an empty toon tree.

At this moment, Tu Qiao's voice suddenly sounded from the carriage.

"Xu Zisheng, what are you doing? It's very cold outside."

The carriage drove slowly past the toon tree, Xu Jie shook his head, and put down the curtain on the window resentfully.

"Ah, time is not forgiving, after all, old eyes are dim, and just now I saw the prince under this eucalyptus tree."

It's too late, it's gone in a blink of an eye.

Xu Jie just thought it was his old eyesight.

Not to mention that such a big case happened in the palace, even if there was no such case.

Zhu Zaixun was not in the palace in the middle of the night, and ran to do something under the toon tree.

Tu Qiao also twisted his beard and laughed when he heard this.

"Hahaha, Xu Zisheng, Xu Zisheng, the old man will choose two young men for you tonight?"

Xu Jie's old face darkened.

"Stop talking nonsense, the old man is here to teach my daughter how to play the piano!"

Tu Qiao on the carriage looked at Xu Jie and laughed dumbfoundedly.

"I know I know."

"Songjiang Xu Zisheng is proficient in temperament, especially good at playing the piano."

After the carriage stopped, Xu Jie blushed and said leisurely:
"Young people are quick-witted and easy to teach."

Looking at the two people getting off the carriage in the distance.

Zhu Zaixun, who was hiding behind the toon tree, couldn't help but punched the toon tree with his fist, cursing unceasingly.

"A traitor! A traitor!"

What happened in the past few days has completely overturned Zhu Zaiyu's cognition.

After Xia Yan's death, Zhu Zaiyan regarded Xu Jie as the representative of the Qingliu, the righteousness of the court.

But tonight.

Ning Jue dragged herself around Chunshu Alley but couldn't even enter the door.

On the other side, Xu Jie walked into a Goulan restaurant with ease.

Compete now!

The monarchy is weak, and the official position is unknown!
Is this what the gentlemen call Jiajing Zhongxing? !

After Xu Jie and Tu Qiao walked into the Goulan, Zhu Zaishun appeared from behind the toon tree, and walked towards the carriage parked in the distance.

On the way back to the palace, Zhu Zaishun's face was gloomy and frightening.

After the incident of Meng Chong, no one in Qingning Palace dared to treat this prince as a child.

A group of people just went straight to Donghua Gate in silence.

What happened in the past few days was not beyond Zhu Zai's imagination.

It was Zhu Zaiyu who thought too well of the gentlemen from the ruling and opposition parties.

At this moment, there were only four words in Zhu Zaishun's mind.

A nest of snakes and rats.

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At the alleyway of Chunshu Hutong, Ning Jue also suddenly saw a lot of children gathered outside a shop.

Judging from this, they should all be children in this workshop.

Even in Fangshi, you can still move freely at night, but it is still uncommon for so many children to gather outside the store.

Ning Jue walked in and took a look, only to see clearly that it was a scholar with a smell of alcohol on his face, holding a storytelling book in his hand, reading to these children.

The scholar wore a Jinshi scarf on his head, and two five-inch long soap-colored yarns fell from his ears.

In fact, this is the concubine that Ning Jue's body dreams of.

Although Shu Jishi eats the seven-rank salary, he has rank but no rank. In fact, he is still a Jinshi, but he is just watching politics in the central center.

And behind the scholar, there is a long flag with the words "Jinling Shide Hall" written on it.

"Sir, what happened to Marquis Zhuge Wu then?"

The drunk-eyed Jinshi casually put down the book in his hand, waved his hands to the children in front of him and said, "Han and thief are not equal, Wang Ye... hiccup~! Wang Ye is not partial!"

"What is Wang Ye not partial to peace?"

The Jinshi propped his head on his elbows, smiled at the children in front of him, and before he could speak, the storekeeper behind him came out and scolded a few words softly.

"Okay, sir is tired today, let's talk about it next time when sir comes!"

The store kicked out the people, and the children were obedient and silent, and just scattered. The door of the store was crowded with people, and only Ning Jue was left sitting in front of the desk.

"Shopkeeper, why are you still closed at this late hour?"

The shopkeeper was still looking at the children scattered in the distance, and said with a sincere smile.

"Isn't there a gentleman here? I also want the children to listen for a while."

Ning Jue was even more confused.

"Huh? Just for this? What are you drawing?"

"Otherwise?" the storekeeper asked back, leaving Ning Jue speechless, only listening to the storekeeper looking at the backs of the children, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Just imagine that one day, everyone in the world will be able to read and understand characters. It will be somewhat useful to listen to it for a while."

Hearing this, Ning Jue couldn't help being startled, and couldn't help but gave the shopkeeper a thumbs up.

"Shopkeeper Gao Yi!"

The shopkeeper smiled and shook his head.

"Haha, it's not that lofty."

"How can it not be called?"

"I sell books."

(End of this chapter)