Zhu Biao was just about to say something, but he was interrupted by the Queen.

Seeing this scene, even Lan Yu and Wu Lin and other important officials in the court were a little chewy.

These people are very careful and clear about it.

In the Ming Dynasty, what the Empress said was more effective than Zhu Yuanzhang.

Just bring these strings of Buddhist beads, Fang Shiyu instantly reached the peak of her life.

Even if he rebels tomorrow, the Empress can keep him safe and sound.

As long as you bring these strings of Buddhist beads, you will last for thousands of years of the Ming Dynasty. As long as the person in power is a descendant of Zhu Yuanzhang, no one dares to do anything to Fang Shiyu.

Compared with the Buddhist beads given by the Queen, the gold medal of death granted by the emperor today is nothing.

Damn it.

I was so envious that my eyes were red.

There is nothing I can do about it.

I don’t know if it’s time to instruct my children and grandchildren to learn the art of Qihuang now.

"Then I would like to thank Mrs. Zhu for your kindness, and I will accept Shiyu."

Seeing that Mrs. Zhu said this, Fang Shiyu had to respectfully take the string of pattened Buddhist beads.

"These strings of Buddhist beads look pretty good, but they look a little old and don't match me like a young man."

Fang Shiyu brought the Buddhist beads on his left wrist, then raised his hand to admire it.

This Buddhist bead is a bit old. Not only does it have a patina, but it also looks a bit jade-like.

All the above signs indicate that this string of Buddhist beads is indeed Mrs. Zhu’s beloved thing, and the other party holds it in his hands from time to time to time to play with it.

But apart from these, these Buddhist beads are actually nothing new.

It's just a string of toys that have been around for the past.

It was just given by an elder, so I could only wear it in my hand.

Just treat it as a way to make the old lady happy.

Hearing this sentence, Li Shanchang and Lan Yu were immediately furious.

Little turtle!

The gold medals that the Lord gave us are worshipped in the ancestral hall every day and taken out to clean them every few days.

During the holidays, we also take everyone in the family to bathe, change clothes, burn incense and worship.

This little bastard is so lucky that he won the Buddhist beads given by Ma Niang, but he even disliked this and that.

I'm really angry!

Is there any hero who practices the way for heaven?

Or the heroes of the Green Forest are fine!

Who will beat this little bastard?

“…”

"Mr. Fang is indeed a strange man."

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded from the side.

Hearing this elegant voice, Fang Shiyu noticed that there was a strange middle-aged man standing in the crowd.

The middle-aged man had a handsome face, sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, and a white goatee swinging left and right with the breeze, looking like a fairy-like immortal.

At first glance, he is a scholar who is well-read in poetry and books.

I have never seen each other before.

"Who are you? When did you come? If nothing happens, leave here."

Fang Shiyu frowned slightly.

I just thought about it and try to avoid contact with strangers in the future, and then inexplicably meet someone I don’t know.

Could it be the imperial court's Jinyiwei?

Liu Bowen was surprised to find that Fang Shiyu had just discovered him, and he felt speechless in his heart.

I have been standing here for a long time, but you haven't seen me.

Isn’t I have no sense of existence at all?

Liu Bowen claims to be a celebrity in the world and has extraordinary talents.

He is a guest of honor wherever he goes and is widely sought after by everyone.

But I didn't expect that I would come to the yard for a long time, and the young man named Fang did not notice that he had arrived.

This made Liu Bowen feel a little embarrassed and also felt a little dissatisfied.

Seeing that the minister he valued the most was a little out of the way, Zhu Yuanzhang quickly stood up to give him a step.

"Little bastard, this is my friend's name is Chen Wen, and he is currently the Chief of the Honglu Temple."

"This person is your friend. Have you told him about our trip to Southeast Asia?"

Seeing Old Man Zhu's expression, Fang Shiyu suddenly felt something was wrong.

"I think your idea is very good, so I told Chen Wen."

I wish the old man nodded proudly.

"It's not bad, you big-headed ghost!"

"I said why I've been in trouble recently? It turns out that it was all caused by Old Man Zhu!"

"Old man Zhu, Old man Zhu, I didn't expect that I trust you so much, and you actually betrayed me!"

"I really misread the person."

Hearing Old Man Zhu's words, Fang Shiyu immediately covered his cheeks and let out a desperate wail!

The fact that I was preparing to run away was originally a beheading thing, and the fewer people knew about it, the better.

Then, now I am almost known to everyone by Old Man Zhu, who is immortal.

I'm not a cult, do you need to recruit believers like this?

What if this matter is discovered by the Jinyiwei?

Then how many heads will I have to chop off the Jinyiwei?

And there is another point that today's history is no longer something you can control.

Then these people were getting involved. Is the Ming Dynasty still the Ming Dynasty he knew?

It's really a sin!

"Boy...you actually..."

Liu Bowen was so angry that he couldn't speak.

It’s okay for the Lord to look for you today.

It’s okay for Empress Ma to come to find you.

Even if the prince and Lan Yu come to find you, you are fine.

Why do I, Liu Bowen, come to find you? You will be in trouble.

I, Liu Bowen, is a wise general of the generation, as famous as the Dragon and Phoenix Chicken. Is it just so unpopular to you?

"Young Master Fang, don't be angry."

"Let's take a look at the gifts we bring to you first!"

Seeing Liu Bowen's face getting darker and darker, Wu Lin next to her couldn't help but stand up and make a smooth move.

"What's going on? Why are you preparing gifts for me?"

Fang Shiyu became even more confused now.

I saved Old Man Zhu’s wife’s life, so Old Man Zhu prepared a gift for himself, which is what I should do.

But what are the fun of Old Man Li and Lan Yu?

What does this matter have to do with them?

"Come on, bring all the things in for me."

Wu Lin waved her hand, and then a group of servants in maroons carried a large box and carried the gifts prepared by several people in.

Actually, they don't want to.

Since the emperor nowadays all give gifts to this kid, how can the few of them, the most favored ministers of His Majesty, not give it to him?

Fang Shiyu took a brief look.
To be continued...