Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

What is it like to copy scriptures?

　　 Life is better than death!

　　 After copying two pages, he started eating dinner. Fang Xing had eaten half an hour after eating a meal, but he usually had at most a quarter of an hour.

　　 Copying books is not a problem for scholars, so Zhang Shuhui thoughtfully asked Fang Xing to take a break after a meal and then copy.

　　 Fang Xingqiang smiled and went to the study. When he reappeared, he looked tired, like the kind of tiredness that hadn't slept for three days and three nights.

　　 Early the next morning, Fang Xing went to Jubaoshanwei.

　　 There were already a lot of people in the barracks, and when Fang woke up, he saw a parting scene.

　　Some people have tears in their eyes, some people are crying...

　　 Wang He greeted him and saw Fang Xing yawning constantly, so he asked, "Uncle Xinghe stayed up late to copy the book?"

　　 Fang Xing wiped away his tears, blinked his eyes and said, "Well, I'm staying up late."

　　 But he slept very early in the study last night and slept very hard.

　　 Wang He said sympathetically: "Your Majesty didn't say the time, you can be slower!"

　　 Fang Xing yawned again, looking at the scenes that made people's eyes hot, and said: "Your Majesty's explanation, how dare you to slack off, it's just copying a book, can it be more difficult and dangerous than fighting?"

　　 "Great grandson is here."

　　 Wang He saw a group of people coming from outside the camp, and it was Zhu Zhanji who was in the lead.

　　 Zhu Zhanji got off his horse and saw Fang Xing’s exhausted expression. He was moved and said, “It’s not anxious, it’s really impossible. I can find someone who can imitate the handwriting to copy it.”

　　 Fang Xing shook his head and said: "Your Majesty's move meant that I would copy the Buddhist scriptures to eliminate my evil spirits. If you are not sincere, you will betray your majesty's love."

　　 Zhu Zhanji's mouth twitched. If Fang Xing's words were heard by Zhu Gaosui, he would have to vomit blood for three liters.

　　 The farewell over there was stopped by Lin Qun'an's yelling, and the team immediately began to form.

　　 More than one hundred people stood on the playground, the array was extremely thin, Zhu Zhanji walked forward, looked at these sergeants carrying large bags, and said:

　　 "You are the first group to retire from the army. Some people say that your luck is good, but some people say that your luck is bad. But anyway, this matter is a foregone conclusion."

　　 "Most of you will go back to your hometown, farming, doing business, or small officials, and some will go to Nuergandusi, Jiaozhi, North Korea, Yingzhou..."

　　 "No matter where you go, I hope you remember that you used to be a sergeant, don't tarnish the reputation of Jubaoshanwei, and don't tarnish your glory of fighting for Daming!"

　　 Zhu Zhanji said a few words and it was over.

　　 Fang Xing walked over, looking at these familiar and unfamiliar faces, feeling full of emotion in his heart.

　　 "You don't know what you are doing today."

　　 "You have ended a Daming system today, military householder!"

　　 Fang Xing didn't want to say more about this, otherwise he would be suspected of offending Zhu Yuanzhang.

"After you go back, don't forget to give your abilities to the next generation, and give the things you learned to those around you to influence them. Don't be conservative, don't be stingy, and let the people of Daming see more. Things, this is your obligation!"

　　 Fang Xing most valued the driving effect of these veterans after they returned.

　　In the barracks, they learned literacy, arithmetic and physics, plus fighting everywhere, in terms of insight and knowledge structure, they can really throw away those talented people a few streets.

　　 "Remember, wherever you go, your waist will be straight, don't be soft!"

　　 After Fang Xing finished speaking, he arched his hands at these veterans, and Lin Qun'an and others followed suit. For a while, the scene was a bit solemn.

　　 "Send the guide and post it."

　　 From a military household to a common citizen, the household registration has to be changed. If you follow the normal procedures, you will have to wait a long time.

　　 The Ministry of Households sent someone to handle the matter, and it was finally completed before departure.

　　 A sergeant stepped forward, received the family's household stickers and guides from Lin Qun'an, and then bowed to this side.

　　 "His Royal Highness, uncle, sirs, this is the little one, and I dare not forget the days when I was in Jubaoshan Guardian, so I won't be ashamed of Jubaoshan Guardian!"

　　 Zhu Zhanji smiled and nodded, Fang Xing said, "Okay, go home and work hard, and try to make the life prosperous."

　　 The man rubbed his eyes, walked to the family pile, took his wife and children, and went to the gate one step at a time.

　　 These people can take the official boat with the guide, and they can rest and eat at the post stations for free until they get home.

　　 Issuing directions and household stickers one by one is like a ceremony.

　　 After finishing sending, Fang Xing and others walked to the gate of the camp and watched these people leave.

　　 "Uncle, the recruits will be here this afternoon."

　　 Lin Qun'an said.

　　 "Iron barracks, running soldiers, but good, newcomers come in, it will bring some vitality, but you have to pay attention, don't let those guys bully people too hard."

　　 The veteran kills and kills the new recruits. This can happen everywhere. Even Fang Xing can't help it. You can only let Lin Qun'an watch and don't go overboard.

　　 The parting side is sad, but Habayashi Zuowei and the right side are indifferent and ecstatic, ice and fire coexist.

　　 "Those people at Habayashi were so happy, they got the guide and the household stickers, and ran away without looking back."

　　 Liu Pu leaned on his father’s name and went in to watch a good show today, and then slipped over to Fang Xing's family to have a meal.

　　 "Those who didn't win the lottery are yelling, those eyes, tut! Brother Dehua, really can kill!"

　　Most sergeants feel like a prison for the army, and they are slaves in the prison.

　　 "They are afraid that the direction of the North Korea will change day and night."

　　 This is like a group of people trapped in a valley doing hard work, and suddenly they have the opportunity to go out, and it’s not bad if they don’t kill each other.

　　 Liu Pu suddenly hesitated to say, "Brother Dehua, brother...Can you join Baoshanwei?"

"can not."

Fang Xing said: "Jubao Mountain Guard is your Royal Highness's pro-army. If there are all my acquaintances, who is that? This is a taboo. Besides, wouldn't it be okay for you to be in the camp of Shenji? Somehow your father will look after him. Major general!"

　　 Liu Pu said: "Brother Dehua, the Shenjiying is not my family, so I just messed up inside."

　　 "Then prepare for the martial arts exam."

　　 Fang Xing feels that Liu Pu's position is a bit awkward~www.wuxiaspot.com~ His father Liu Sheng is Zhu Di's confidant, and he is leading the firearms camp. When he reached him, there were some things that couldn't be better.

　　 "Martial arts?"

　　 Liu Pu said: "Will the martial arts reopen?"

　　 "Yes, since your Majesty is working on the military household system, this is paving the way for martial arts students."

　　 The relationship in the army is intertwined, and Zhu Di needs some fresh blood to break this pattern, just like a catfish.

　　……

　　 Liu Sheng has recently been on half-off. This is Zhu Di’s reward for him-the reward for building the Peking Imperial City.

　　 It is a fashion for Wu Xun to hold a Confucianism book in his free time.

"Father."

　　 Liu Pu put down his book, frowned and looked at Liu Pu and said: "Where did you go?"

　　 Liupu said: "Father, the child went to Yubayashi Zuowei in the morning and had lunch at Brother Dehua's house."

　　 "But something?"

　　 Liu Sheng was a little sleepy, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

　　 "Father, my child wants to enter martial arts."

　　 "Martial arts?"

Liu Sheng covered his mouth and yawned: "Fang Xing has been agitating your Majesty to let the people enter the martial arts school. This will touch the jobs of those people. There is a fight in this matter. It is not appropriate for you to enter the martial arts school at this time. After the articles of association come out, look at it for the father."