Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

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The quarrel a year ago even reached the front of the imperial court, but Zhu Di didn't say a word, leaving the four people involved in martial arts preparations puzzled.

The emperor who talks a lot is mostly weak or violent.

Zhu Di didn't talk much before, but now there are even fewer.

The emperor who talks less makes people feel uneasy, especially the emperor can rule the country when he dismounts, and he can chop people when he mounts, which makes people suffocating.

So under this suffocating pressure, on the last day of the year before, the four of them compromised with each other and reached an agreement.

In the Ministry of War, Fang Xing got up and took the plan that he had revised countless times: "The army occupies 90% of the quota, and the remaining 10%. I don't think there will be any big scholars and small scholars to sign up. They are all people. Please warn you. The people below, the common people who have entered the martial arts school, are soldiers. Don't suppress them, otherwise Fang would rather kill the martial arts school instead of making them feel better."

The plain-headed people entered the martial arts, facing an unfamiliar knowledge system, facing those sergeants who looked like wolves...

Maybe he wants to continue the trick, Meng Ying said dissatisfied: "It is superfluous for the common people to learn martial arts from scratch. It is a waste of time!"

Fang Xing smiled: "Then you can make them up separately, you teach those soldiers, and Fang teaches those people, okay?"

"not good!"

Liu Sheng said: "They are all martial arts people, so the impact is too bad. Okay, everyone is gone, Liu must go home to prepare for the New Year!"

Chinese New Year is the busiest time for the honorees, they have to be busy with the relationship, and they have to be busy accepting the rewards from the farm shop below.

Fang Xing is also very busy, so he clasped his hands indiscriminately and prepared to go back.

"Xing He Bo, your science is not allowed to be a professor of martial arts!"

Meng Ying finally warned.

Liu Sheng also showed a solemn expression.

Once science spreads widely in martial arts, those literati will probably jump their feet. The already poor relationship between civil and military will make it worse.

Jin Zhong coughed, snoring and snoring in his throat, and said impatiently: "The officer is exhausted, let's all go."

The old guy likes to rely on the old to sell the old because of his seniority and age, but Fang Xing knows that he wants to interrupt, so he said: "Then you go to teach Confucianism. Unable to hold a knife or gun."

Fang Xing left after speaking, and Meng Ying sneered: "Young people always think highly of themselves and don't have Confucianism. If they understand the way of loyalty to the emperor? By then, they will be taught by rebellious officials and thieves!"

"All right."

Liu Sheng said unswervingly: "The Confucianism in the original army has long been ruined, but I haven't seen those soldiers turned into rebellious officials and bandits."

Earlier, those military towns had established schools similar to martial arts, which not only taught Confucianism, but also taught the ways of battle. But slowly it was also abandoned.

Jin Zhong sipped the remaining tea, spit out the tea, and said, "The official was a liar back then? Isn't the official also a thief?"

Lao Jinzhong was originally a sacred stick and was introduced to the then king of Yan Zhu Di, but he was out of control after that, and he was a legend among the sacred sticks.

Meng Ying came and said: "I don't make it clear now. When Meng Mou delivers the strategy to the palace, how his Majesty decides is still unknown. After the year, don't think about it! If you don't make it, you have to continue to wrestle!"

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When I returned home, I happened to encounter the caravan from Jinling that was delivering the New Year's goods. More than a dozen horse-drawn carriages continued to drive into the main house. Fang Jay-lun was so proud that the loudest half of the Zhuangzi could hear it.

"Drive the car in. The family has prepared hot pot for you a long time ago. They all have a warm meal and take a bath. When the master comes back, I will tell the old man."

The big guys responded with a smile, and some troublemakers asked if there were any women, and Fang Jaylun was chased out with a wooden stick.

"I have seen the master."

Seeing Fang Xing coming back, the big guys hurriedly saluted.

"It's all hard work, why is it so late this year?"

It stands to reason that in October, the first fresh and Sihai Bazaar should be settled, and the balance should be sent to Beiping along with the annual profit of Jinling Fangjiazhuang.

For the first account, he smiled bitterly: "Master, there are too many copper coins in the Sihai Bazaar. Let's go to the Jinling Household Department to exchange the treasures, but who ever thought that there was a fire there and burned all the treasures. It’s gone, and in the end we still exchange the treasures with those merchants, otherwise they won’t arrive until the next year."

Fang awoke with a cry, and then let the carriage in. He dismounted and asked, "What has the Jinling Household Department burned?"

The account room looked weird and said, "Master, I burned the treasury where the treasures were stored, and also burned to death the two small officials who kept the treasury."

Damn it!

Fang Xing sighed: "Someone is going to be unlucky."

There are no lighters, no one smokes these days, and no one is allowed to burn fire in the warehouse of the Ministry of Households. How did it start a fire?

Zhu Di is going to be furious, right? It's been a good year.

Fang Xing shook his head and entered the inner courtyard. When he saw the two children dressed in thick, like two awkward little bears, he had forgotten everything, just thinking about passing the year well.

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"It accidentally caught fire?"

Zhu Di sneered holding the memorial, Chaozhong was already sealed, and he didn't want to toss.

"In the central warehouse of the Ministry of Households, there would be a fire? And the weather was not cold at that time. Why did it catch fire? Did Ma Yiyuan think he was smart? Or he thought I was too old to tell right from wrong!!!"

The **** thought about the lights and festoons in the palace. If Zhu Di appeared angrily and had been uneasy this year, he persuaded: "Your Majesty, the poor family will have to rest for a few days during the New Year. Let it go, it's time to rest."

This is the most daring speech of the great **** in recent years.

Zhu Di picked up the memorial and took a closer look, then stood up and said, "Take a rest? The big Ming affairs are complicated, but some people think that I am too kind~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is not a big Chinese New Year to add to me. !"

Zhu Di got up, turned the circle with his hand, and said angrily: "All up and down are thinking about promotion and wealth. How many are thinking about me? How many are thinking about Jiangshan society? The world is all for profit. Come, the world is hustling and hustle and bustle, all for profit! Who is not?"

After thinking about it, Zhu Di thought of what Fang Xing had said, and he was born for profit!

The treasury of the Ministry of Households with the treasures caught fire. If you catch fire, you should catch fire. You actually burned to death the two small staff guarding the treasury.

Those two little officials would fight for the fire?

Zhu Di shook his head, "Let Sun Xiang come!"

The **** also celebrated the New Year, and Sun Xiang was accepting congratulations from those in Dongchang, but he didn't accept any gifts.

"Our family has no children. How can we dare to receive gifts under your majesty's trust? Our family knows your heart, so let's take it home."

Sitting on the chair, Sun Xiang's face was indeed some kind of eminent monk, and those who gave gifts gratefully said some compliments.

"Go!"

Sun Xiang moved the Buddha beads, feeling that his heart was spotless and calm.

"Father-in-law, your majesty is summoned."

When Sun Xiang slipped, he stood up straight, "Go right away."

When he arrived in the hall, Sun Xiang obviously felt a chill, he was not worried but happy.

Zhu Di's anger has subsided, and he confessed: "Immediately send someone to Jinling to find out the cause of the fire in the Jinling household, and then report back quickly."

Sun Xiang didn't know about this, the **** said: "More than a month ago, the warehouse where the treasures were stored in the Jinling Household Department caught fire. Not only did they burn all the treasures, they also burnt two small officials to death."

Sun Xiang understood, "Your Majesty, two people will not be burned to death at once. There must be a problem. The minister will send someone down immediately."

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