Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

"Go and find a more hidden place outside the city."

Fang Xing didn't say how he won the burial opportunity for An Lun, but only called a few veterans to deal with the matter, and he also asked Jia Ding to follow him and stare.

Du Qian had been watching, and when he saw it, he said: "It is really necessary to be more secretive, otherwise those people will ruin his cemetery."

Fang Xing nodded tiredly, watching those people cover An Lun's remains with a piece of cloth, and then carried them out.

The horse slowly followed, and no one stopped it.

"Uncle Xinghe, your Majesty summoned."

Fang Xing entered the palace for the second time.

"I asked An Lun to bury An Lun in a hidden place."

Zhu Zhanji smiled bitterly: "I came to you for corn, but when the news just arrived, An Lun's family has gone."

Fang Xing only felt a chill in his back, and asked, "But poison?"

Is An Lun's plan so comprehensive?

While deciding to act on Yan Dajian, he also arranged for someone to act on Yan Dajian's family.

"Do not stay with chickens and dogs."

Zhu Zhanji said with a headache: "This matter sets a precedent, and it is very bad."

Using the power of the public to avenge private revenge is a headache and disgust for the emperors of the past dynasties.

Fang Xing was silent, but agreed with this view.

"You can see from my body how uncontrollable a person's selfishness is, so...punish it."

Fang Xing is selfish, so he feels that Zhu Zhanji needs a target, so he is happy to be this target.

Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said coldly: "It's just burial. It has been a matter of elegance throughout the ages. If everyone is wise to protect themselves and loses humanity, then this Da Ming is not worth it."

Seeing Fang Xing feel a little sad, he said, "The prince...somewhat kind."

Fang Xing's spirit was raised instantly, and conspiracy theories flooded his brain.

"He's still young!"

Zhu Zhanji didn't expect Fang Xing to look wary, and finally gave this reason. He couldn't help but chuckle: "But you know, it's not a good thing for the emperor to be too kind."

Fang Xing knew that he was teaching corn with normal methods, but he had a long-term plan.

"This is the foundation. With this foundation, he won't become a cold emperor if he touches those ruthless things in the future. You don't want him to become cold in the future, do you?"

Zhu Zhanji nodded, if it weren't for this, he would have called Fang Xing to correct his deviation.

"The kid is full of energy, but not hostile, I am very pleased. But he has to understand a little bit..."

Zhu Zhanji pondered for a moment, and Fang Xing said, "I know that there can be no benevolence of women."

Zhu Zhanji said with satisfaction: "That's what he meant. He will become the emperor in the future, and his words and deeds will affect the world. If he abandons thousands of people and tens of thousands for one person, that is not the emperor."

After leaving the palace, Fang Xing went to Yan Dajian's house on purpose.

"Uncle, it's miserable!"

Jin Yiwei's people had already sealed off Yan's house. When Fang woke up, a Jin Yiwei Xiaoqi officer briefed him on the situation.

"The whole family was poisoned to death. It's a coincidence that the Yan family has a habit of using water for the next day, otherwise it really wouldn't be possible to poison the family to death at once."

"Where is it in the well?"

The small banner officer leaned back slightly and said in surprise: "Uncle, if you want to poison people in the well, you must also ensure that people are killed. How much poison must be put!"

Fang Xing was taken aback, and then asked, "What did you find?"

The little banner officer immediately said with joy: "Yan Dajian has burned things at home, but he still has a chance. There is a small mezzanine in the bedroom that most people will not find out, but who are we? Jin Yiwei! Hahaha!"

Fang Xing didn't ask what it was, he just needed to know that Yan Dajian should die.

But the little banner officer didn't hide from him at all.

"Uncle, Zuo Senzheng from Fujian Province wrote to Yan Dajian, saying that he would do what he explained and promise to clarify what happened back then."

The little banner officer said proudly: "Clarify, this is not the first time this kind of remarks, that is, to wipe clean, wipe all the things before."

Fang Xing then went outside the city.

On a barren mountain outside the city, Xin Laoqi was digging a hole with two family members.

In the middle of the road, he let those who did this work go back, and being so cautious was only worried that Yan Dajian's friends would come to dig the grave.

The pit is not big because there is no coffin.

The horse stood on the side, looking sadly at An Lun's remains.

An Lun was lying on a temporary stretcher, wrapped in cloth.

The pit had been dug, and Xin Laoqi asked Fang Xing for instructions.

Fang Xing whispered: "You are suffering in this life. If there is an afterlife, I wish your family peace."

Then he silently watched the family members put the remains into the pit and fill it with soil.

"Master, do you want to make a mark?"

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "He has no relatives, and he certainly doesn't want to look back in this life, so let him sleep alone here."

So there is no grave bag on the ground, but a flat appearance.

"Waiting for next year, there will be weeds all over here again, I hope you like it."

Fang Xing nodded slightly, then turned and went down the mountain.

Said it was a mountain, but it was actually a small hillside. It didn't take long for Fang Xing to get to the bottom of the mountain, but Xin Laoqi and the others dragged it down for a while.

"Master, that horse refused to go and ran away."

Fang Xing mounted his horse and circled to the other side, and saw that the horse had run up and was spinning around An Lun's burial site.

The four fields were empty, and the horse's screams spread far away.

The horse wailed for a long time, then knelt down on both knees and lay there.

Old Xin Xin said with emotion: "Master, this is going to be sacrificed!"

"Only An Lun cares about it in this world..."

...

Because Yan Dajian was arrested in the East Factory under full view, and then the East Factory caught fire. Later, Yan Dajian's family was poisoned to death...

All this is shocking, and I am also thinking about the reasons for this.

"I heard that An Lun and Yan Dajian had a grudge. Anyway, that's what my relative said, saying that they were burned to death by a fire. But even though An Lun is an eunuch, he has a deep hatred of blood!"

Early in the morning ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Uncle Yang began to show that he was well informed.

Some of the customers who ate the noodles also knew something, so they put down their chopsticks and said, "Na An Lun's family died in Yan Dajian's house. They committed evil! No wonder An Lun wanted to take the risk, hey!"

Another said: "I heard that the culprit was Yan Dajian's son, and Yan Dajian was just sheltering him."

"Where's his son? He was poisoned to death, right?"

"No, I said I was an official in Fujian."

"Then he must not be able to run!"

A group of people were talking lively, but they didn't notice that the Ying girl next to her was already in tears.

She lowered her head to wipe away her tears, and whispered: "I know you are Mr. An, the last time I heard..."

When she looked up again, she said to Uncle Yang: "Uncle Yang, help me look at the stall. I'll be back later if I have something to do."

Before Uncle Yang agreed, she ran away.

She ran all the way to the outside of the East Factory, but at the moment, people from Jin Yiwei stood outside the East Factory, and they were fierce.

"Stay away!"

People with rights always exercise their rights habitually, even against a girl.

Yingmei left silently, and came back soon, with incense candles and sacrifices.

"Hey hey! What are you doing? Get out!"

A Jin Yiwei held the handle of the knife with one hand and prepared to come over. Shenyang, who just came out, scolded when he saw him: "Fake the tiger, get out!"

So Yingmei was able to light the joss stick and arrange the sacrifice.

Shenyang watched her praying with great interest, and when she was finished, he asked, "Who are you offering sacrifices to?"

Yingmei raised her head with tears on her face, "My lord, the girl is offering sacrifices to her benefactor."

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