The happy life of a prodigal

Only then did Fang Xiu remember when he heard his voice.

It turned out to be the shopkeeper of the fireworks shop...

"Ah."

Fang Xiu lay back on the rocking chair again, squinted his eyes, enjoyed the warm sunshine, and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

These shopkeepers are all masters of the Three Treasures Hall.

As soon as he appeared, he could guess that something must have happened in the fireworks workshop.

The shopkeeper of Fireworks Shop stood beside his young master, thought for a while, and said, "Master, something really happened, this morning..."

He talked a lot in eloquence, almost describing what happened at that time vividly.

However, Fang Xiu still had a calm expression, as if he didn't care.

It was only after he finished speaking that he asked lightly, "That's all?"

The shopkeeper of the fireworks shop was a little confused when he heard this.

Some ruffians and gangsters have already bullied Fireworks, is there anything else to say?

Looking at the young master in front of him, he subconsciously felt that the young master might not understand what he meant.

So, he reminded him very tactfully: "Master, no matter how powerful the so-called black tiger is among the common people, it is still just a bunch of ruffians.

It’s okay for these people to bully good families, but if they are allowed to provoke nobles, it would be something they wouldn’t dare to do even if they borrowed 1 guts…”

The words have already reached this point, if the young master still doesn't understand, he has nothing to say.

After Fang Xiu heard this, he raised his eyes, glanced at the shopkeeper of the fireworks shop, and said lightly: "You mean, there are people behind them?"

Hearing this, the shopkeeper of the Fireworks Shop thought for a while and said, "I'm not sure, but... nine out of ten it is true."

Fang Xiu nodded, waved his hands, and said: "This young master knows about this matter, if there is nothing else, then go down."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper of the fireworks shop felt a little helpless, and wanted to remind his young master to be prepared to prevent similar things from happening again.

Or, follow the clues, and find out who is behind them before Black Tiger's people are silenced.

But... Looking at his young master's appearance, it seems that he is concentrating on basking in the sun, and has no interest in other things.

When the young master was still in his infancy, he was a handyman in Fangfu.

Step by step, read and write, and walked to the position of steward of Fangfu.

While he grew up, he also witnessed the young master's growth, and he couldn't understand his character very well.

Since the young master is not interested in this matter, no matter how much he persuades him, it will be of no use.

Might as well just let him go...

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper of the fireworks workshop sighed, bowed respectfully to Fangxiu, and said, "It's just these things.

Young master, the fireworks shop still needs a young guard, so the young one will leave first. "

3 Chapter Thirty

Fang Xiu lay on the rocking chair, nodded without opening his eyes, and said casually, "Go."

Seeing this scene, the shopkeeper of the fireworks shop could only shake his head, turn around and leave.

After he left, Fang Xiu opened his eyes, frowned, seemed to remember something, and ordered: "Xiu'er, prepare a pen and paper."

On the side, Xiu'er was sitting on a stone bench, concentrating on reading the newly bought Zhuxuanzhai scriptbook in her hand, and when she heard her young master's voice, she was suddenly startled.

Without saying a word, he hid the script behind his back.

Then, it seemed that he had reacted, and got up in a hurry: "Your servant, let's go get ready!"

Pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all available.

Fang Xiu wrote on the stone table for a while, then folded it into an envelope, handed it to Bai Xiaochun beside him, and said, "I don't need to teach you how to send this letter to Prince Ning's mansion. Bar?"

Bai Xiaochun seemed to be familiar with the way, he reached out his hand to take the envelope very naturally, nodded, and replied: "The little ones understand, young master don't worry."

After speaking, he turned and left the yard.

Liu Fangxiu sat on the stone bench.

There was a rustling sound from the treetops not far away.

Pieces of leaves that have turned from green to yellow are fluttering with the wind, as if they are about to fall from the tree in the next second...

In the north of the city, King Kang's Mansion.

Kang Wang was sitting in his courtyard, drinking tea and enjoying singing and dancing.

Several graceful dancers danced in the cool autumn wind.

Above the treetops, golden leaves fell and sprinkled on their bodies, forming a beautiful picture.

Kang Wang picked up his teacup and took a sip, feeling more and more happy in his heart.

I heard that my idiot brother actually wanted to collude with the Grassland Qiyan Department, and he was caught by others while still on the pipeline.

This kind of thing is very ridiculous to say.

However, it turned out to be true!

I really don't know how, with that guy's IQ, he fought with me for so long.

Thinking of this, Kang Wang himself felt a little bit sympathetic to those people around King Ning who gave advice.

As the saying goes, mud cannot support a wall.

But those people forcibly pushed the mud onto the wall, and kept it there for such a long time without falling off.

It is really not easy.

Collusion with Gentiles is a death penalty.

What's more, it's the grassland Qiyan tribe who has a feud with the imperial court.

Although the emperor didn't say anything about this matter, he must have made a decision in his heart.

In addition to the previous case of the Armed Forces Library, he did not do anything, and unexpectedly obtained the position of the prince easily.

It's really... What a trick!

Thinking of this, Kang Wang couldn't help showing a smile on his face, picked up the teacup, and took another sip, feeling refreshed for a while.

Accompanied by the melody of Guqin, a figure walked into the courtyard gate.

The person who came was an old man in plain robes.

As soon as the old man entered the courtyard, he set his eyes on King Kang, and there was an indiscernible hint of helplessness between his brows and eyes.

Then, he went straight to King Kang.

At this moment, King Kang finally noticed the old man.

With a smile on his face, he picked up a teacup from under the table and said with a smile, "Mr. Gong is here. It just so happens that this is the high-quality tea that Jiangnan Weaving sent yesterday. Try it... "

The old man who was honored by King Kang as Mr. Gong was not interested in drinking tea.

He stood on the spot, looked at King Kang, and suddenly asked, "Hei Hu and those people, were they sent by His Highness?"

"Black tiger?"

Kang Wang was slightly taken aback when he heard this, and then, with a look of doubt on his face, he asked, "What happened to them?"

When Mr. Gong heard this, he already had an answer in his heart, and with a look of helplessness on his face, he said, "My lord, now that you have the chance to win, why do you want to use Heihu and others.

If something happens, there may not necessarily be some variables. "

Kang Wang frowned slightly, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said indifferently: "Old Gong's words are too alarmist.

Those people like Heihu, although they are reckless, are still useful, just like the factory guards of the father emperor, since there is light, there must also be darkness, this is a balancing act.

Mr. Gong, have you taught me before that the art of the emperor is the art of balance. "

Hearing this, the old man was slightly taken aback, and then said anxiously: "Your Highness, do you think that you have completely defeated King Ning, and that King Ning will never recover?"

Kang Wang didn't answer directly, but just looked at the dancing girl in front of him.

Although there is no answer, this attitude has explained everything.

In fact, not only King Kang, but all the civil and military officials in the capital have completely given up on His Royal Highness King Ning after learning about the official affairs of the past few days.

Even the former loyalists around King Ning and many people in the Ministry of Rites have expressed their feelings to King Kang during this period, especially these two days.

It can be said that no one in the entire court thinks that in His Majesty's heart, King Ning's status will be higher than King Kang again.

Collusion with foreign enemies...

If such things had not been done by King Ning, he would have already been imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison and wiped out the nine clans, how could they have been kept until now.

Seeing this scene, the old man secretly sighed and persuaded: "My lord, as long as you are not on the throne for a day, you must not slack off.

Although King Ning is weak now, His Majesty's dragon body is still in good health, who knows what will happen in the future, if..."

"Okay, okay, the king knows."

Before he finished speaking, Kang Wang waved his hands impatiently, and said casually: "Isn't it just that people like Heihu are not used?

From now on, I just don't need them. "

As soon as the words came out, the old man was even more disappointed, shook his head, and said, "I'm afraid it's already too late."

When King Kang heard this, he raised his eyes, glanced at the old man, and asked, "What does Mr. Gong mean by this?"

The old man replied: "Heihu and those people have been locked up by the government office of the capital because they gathered a crowd to make trouble."

"The Yamen of Kyoto Prefecture?"

When Kang Wang heard this, he was a little curious, and asked, "I just asked them to help a beggar to collect debts, how did it come to the Yamen of the Kyoto Prefecture?"

Help a beggar?

Hearing this, the old man's eyes flashed with the meaning of hating iron but not steel, and he returned to normal in just a short moment.

He looked at King Kang and said, "His Royal Highness, why did you help that beggar?"

Kang Wang also noticed something at this moment, frowned, and said: "When I was passing by the south of the city, I saw a beggar crying miserably, saying that there was a shop that hurt people, but they didn't pay money.

There are many people around, when the king saw this, he thought..."

"You just want to help the beggar get some justice, so as to cater to the hearts of the people?"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the old man.

Kang Wang was silent after hearing this.

Seeing this, the old man showed an anxious look on his old face, and said with a bit of resentment: "Your Highness, you are so confused!"

Who is behind Chapter 331?

Kang Wang frowned slightly when he heard this, but didn't say much.

This old man Gong has been by his side since he left the palace and opened the mansion, making suggestions.

I was able to obtain such an advantage, at least [-]% of the credit was due to Mr. Gong.

Therefore, even if he is so disrespectful to himself, it is nothing.

He knew in his heart that Mr. Gong sincerely wanted to help him.

As a king, you can't trust and listen.

He understands this very well.

Therefore, even though he was a little upset at the moment, he still looked at the old man and asked, "I don't know why Mr. Gong made such a statement?"

The old man looked at King Kang and said: "Your Majesty, there have been so many refugees in this capital recently, most of them have become beggars and live by begging.

From the perspective of His Majesty and His Highness, these refugees and beggars are also citizens of the imperial court. Seeing their suffering, they naturally want to help them.

But...in the eyes of the people in the capital, that's not the case!

The hometowns of these beggars and refugees are mostly the disaster-stricken Central Plains. If people go hungry, the kindness in their hearts will not be the same as before.

Therefore, in order to have a bite to eat, anything can be done. For example, some time ago, several families in the north of the city were hit by disasters.