Zhu Yunwen in the East Palace had long regretted saying those words, and he couldn't help but sigh when he remembered the attitude of the other party Xiaoru in recent days, but ......

Suddenly, a spy came to report that Fang Xiaoru went to the Lin De Palace.

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The whitewashed peace shattered all over the ground along with the cups in his hand.

Zhu Yunwen didn't dare to send a letter, he naturally knew what kind of person Fang Xiaoru was, otherwise he wouldn't regard him as a confidant and often take him with him, but now this person has stepped into the Lin De Palace.

"It's not good, this palace has to go to Fang Mansion in person."

He hurriedly got up, and before he could even smooth the folds of his robe, he strode out.

The front foot of this side has just left the East Palace, and the news of the back foot has spread to the Fengtian Palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat on it, listening to Jinyiweilai's helpless expression, and sighed silently in his heart.

If you know today, why bother in the first place.

"Whether you can bring that loyal minister back to your side depends on your creation."

He knew that although Fang Xiaoru was grateful, he might not go to Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

There may still be a little thought in my heart.

Zhu Shangbing looked at the old man's tricks, and couldn't help but shake his head, in his opinion, there is not such a big contradiction between the two, and now that Zhu Yunwen is willing to step out of the East Palace, it is already doomed.

Thinking of this, he looked up at it with a playful smile on his face.

"Grandpa Huang, it's better to gamble with your grandson, and see if your grandson can bring Master Fang back."

The little fox sitting on it looked at the bottom and sighed helplessly.

He doesn't know what kind of medicine is sold in this stinky boy's gourd?

But......

"In that case, just let you bet if you want, and we'll surprise you if you win."

With that, he put down the ink treasure in his hand and raised his eyes to look out thoughtfully.

A word of surprise extinguished Zhu Shangbing's expectations, and his face was full of suspicion.

This one had done this before, but ......

That's it! It's all about engagement.

……

Outside the Fang Mansion.

The man in a fancy costume paced back and forth outside, his eyebrows deeply locked, as if he had a thousand sorrows and could not speak.

Looking at the closed door, I couldn't help but sigh, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

At this moment, the door opened a crack, and the subordinate inside walked out, looking at the extraordinarily dressed person outside, with a puzzled expression.

"Dare to ask this lord, but is there something wrong?"

He dared to ask, interrupting the man's train of thought.

Zhu Yunwen took a deep breath.

That's it! Dead horses are treated as live horse doctors.

"As soon as the trouble spread, it was said that the disciple Zhu Yunwen had come to visit."

Hearing that name, the subordinates' legs were weak, and he looked at the person in front of him with a stunned gaze, he never expected that the person standing in front of him was actually the current grandson, and in this tone.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what day is today? Then he strode inside, not daring to delay.

When he saw that his master was still writing there, he hurriedly stepped forward.

"My lord, His Royal Highness is waiting outside at the moment, you ......"

Before the words fell, he was interrupted by a muffled snort, and I saw Fang Xiaoru's pen walking the dragon and snake, and after a while, Juanxiu's big characters were finished.

After putting the pen and ink away, he pondered for a moment and shook his head.

"Go and tell His Royal Highness the Taisun that the old minister is ill and it is inconvenient to see guests, please go back, don't delay the time here."

If you can say this to your grandson and save no face, I'm afraid that the courtier is the one in front of you.

The man was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak, if it weren't for the fact that the momentum of the person in front of him was too strong, he wouldn't dare to walk out of this door.

finally went outside to inform Zhu Yunwen of the reply, and waited anxiously.

I thought I would be furious, but who knew that this person just chuckled and shook his head, and a gust of wind blew to add a little loneliness to him.

He muttered.

"I knew it was going to be like this."

Just when the servants thought that the distinguished guest was going to turn around and leave, Zhu Yunwen suddenly turned back again and looked at the plaque hanging high.

I saw him fall to the ground with a thud, thanks to no one here, otherwise I don't know what gossip would come out of other people's eyes.

"If the disciple commits disobedience, he should be punished, and ask the master to give the disciple a chance to atone for his sins!"

The voice was loud and heard in the hospital.

Fang Xiaoru, who was absent-minded, put down the book in his hand, wanted to get up, and finally resisted the idea.

Zhu Yunwen, who had not received a response for a long time, did not give up, but kept repeating this sentence outside.

When the fish belly is white, it is about to leave early.

The subordinate who opened the door outside, and finally let go of his hanging heart.

Fang Xiaoru sighed, his heart was like a mess.

The cutting is continuous, and the rationalization is still messy.

thought that Zhu Yunwen would give up, but as soon as the early dynasty ended, he was blocked out by the roadblock.

Looking at the person in front of him, his eyes were full of helplessness, and he wanted to walk sideways, but he was pulled by his sleeve.

"Please also ask the master to give the disciple a chance."

At this time, it was just the end of the morning court, and all the officials who came and went looked at this side with curious eyes.

Fang Xiaoru was scheming for a while, vigorously pulled out his sleeves, and left here as if he was fleeing.

Only Zhu Yunwen was left standing in place, listening to the sparse discussions around him.

After several setbacks, it did not shake his determination, but made his thoughts firmer.

No matter what, he had to invite Fang Xiaoru back.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was sitting on the dragon chair, listened to the news outside, and couldn't help but smile, he should have let that kid suffer a loss a long time ago, but now it is much more pleasing to the eye than before.

In ancient times, there was Liu Bei, three visits to the thatched house, and now there is a grandson, three visits to the Fang Mansion, how is it not a good story.

Thinking of the gambling contract that Zhu Shangbing once made, I couldn't help but sigh.

"It seems that I was really deceived by that kid."

……

Inside the Fang Mansion.

Looking at Zhu Yunwen sitting in front of him, Fang Xiaoru was finally relieved. Soft-heartedness let him in.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

He didn't sleep well this morning, and he was blocked by the person in front of him for so long, and his tone was not good because of sleepiness.

If it had been the day of the dispute, I am afraid that it would have been angrily reprimanded or questioned by now.

But the person in front of him didn't say anything, but lowered his head and said in a muffled voice.

"The master was originally a disciple, and he was blinded by a momentary desire for power when he made a mistake, but he didn't repent, and he contradicted you, and now he has lost his way, and I ask you to give the disciple a chance."

Looking at his appearance, Fang Xiaoru wanted to speak and stopped, and the hand under the robe had become a fist.

"Can you go back to the way things were?"

This question is asking him, and it seems to be asking the person in front of him.

Hearing this, Zhu Yunwen was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile, and his response revealed firmness.

He said.

"The disciple is willing to answer with reality."

The smiling faces of the people in front of him coincided with Zhu Yunwen in his memory at that time.

He nodded his head after all, determined to give him another chance.

"The king will not leave, and the minister will not give up."

Finally invited Fang Xiaoru back, Zhu Yunwen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his eyes turned red at some point.

He rubbed his sour eyes, and suddenly knelt on the ground and frightened the person opposite at a loss, and before he could help him, he heard a sentence.

"Thank you, master, for regaining the original intention for the disciple."