Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Vol 3 Chapter 1231: Flowers 0 trees, stars like rain, like a smile

Fang Xing stepped on the ladder and almost slipped in the first step. Angrily, he rubbed his foot on the ladder and scraped out a piece of fat.

"Fuck! Who is so rich? Don't eat fat."

Fang Xing climbed up to the wall angrily, looked at the dim Zhao Wangfu, almost wanted to shout: Zhu Gaosui, come out of the wall!

Fang Xing jumped down, Fang Wu at the back pulled up the ladder, put it into the inner wall, and climbed down calmly.

The three of them walked through the dark night, occasionally not afraid of a lantern, because the knife in front of them had already'see through' all of this, and they chose to walk in unmanned areas.

Zhao Wang's Mansion is so big that Fang Xing can't wait to set it on fire.

The original residence of Xie Chen's family has long been exposed. It is located in a small independent courtyard south of Zhaowang's Mansion. The environment is quiet. It can be seen that Zhu Gaosui really valued Xie Chen.

The three of them went all the way to the outside of the yard smoothly, but the door was open, and with the help of the sky, they saw that the yard was full of debris.

Did Zhu Gaosui vent his anger or did the Dongchang people do it?

After entering, Fang Xing took out a flashlight covered with a thin cloth. The three of them didn't enter the room, and they looked for those boxes in the yard.

When I was looking for it, there was the sound of footsteps outside, and when the knife's eyes lit up, he touched it out.

Fang Wu hurried to catch up, first with his hand on his neck sideways, and then shook his head.

The knife nodded regretfully, then put the throwing knife away.

Fang Xing didn't care about it, he rummaged in several wooden boxes.

Throw away the four books and five classics!

Old articles, throw them away!

Throw away pen, ink, paper and inkstone!

A few portraits, lost...

Fang Xing picked up a few portraits and placed them on the ground, watching them carefully.

Xie Chen's ability to paint is not bad. First, he painted a gentle and elegant painting, which seemed to be thinner.

His wife looked very kind, while Xie Miao looked a little mischievous, and Xie Chen painted very vividly.

Then came Xie Yuqing.

With an oval face, a smile at the corners of his mouth, wearing a thin skirt, and a flapping fan in his hand...

This is an innocent and lively girl!

"puff!"

There was a slight voice outside, and Fang Xing took all these paintings into his arms, and then stood up and pointed out the other party's five fingers.

...

"Mother, father hasn't come back yet!"

Potato stared at the stewed pork and pancakes on the plate in front of him, but didn't eat it. He shook Zhang Shuhui's arm.

Zhang Shuhui saw Ping An looking at the lantern, and said: "Potatoes are good, your father will be back soon. Or you can eat first."

Tudou shook his head and said, "No, I have to wait for Dad to come back and eat together."

Xiaobai looked at Fang Xing's previous direction and said, "Master has been there for a long time. Is it because he has gone away?"

"father!"

At this moment, Ping An suddenly pointed to the front and shouted.

Xiaobai followed and said with a smile: "Ping'an has amazing eyes, and it really is the young master who is back."

"Father! Father!"

Tudou also yelled, Fang Xing hurried over, smiling.

Under the light of the lights, Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai smiled, and the two children cheered in excitement. Because Wanwan couldn't follow, pouting on the side...

What flowers are thousands of trees, what stars are like rain, what fish and dragons dance...

Can't compare to these smiles.

In the Palace of King Zhao, that familiar smell appeared again.

"The fox fairy is here, run! Uh..."

...

After the year passed, the Ministry of War and the Five-Army Capital Governor's Office worked together to ask the local guards to select students and send them to Peiping for assessment.

And Fang Xing is still living in Fangjiazhuang, which means that he has gone to waste.

Song Li, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, was still ill. He knew that even if the Ministry of Industry had obtained the method for making rails and carriages, it would not be able to get anything out of it for a while.

If you can't figure it out, that's incompetence.

I, Song Li, must be capable, so everything...hey! I blame the minister for his broken body!

And Zhou Yangqing, the left servant of the Ministry of Engineering, was pushed forward in this way.

As soon as the year passed, the voices of mines and wharves all over the country for railroad tracks almost resounded through the sky. Above the hall, several bachelors looked helplessly and looked sadly at Zhu Di, and then Zhou Yangqing was sweating profusely.

Once out of the palace, Zhou Yangqing ran to Fangjiazhuang without hesitation.

When Fang Xing heard the news of Zhou Qingyang's visit, he couldn't help being stunned.

"Isn't this person the most dissatisfied with science?"

When they met, Fang Xing smiled when he saw Zhou Qingyang's smile.

What kind of orthodox disputes are scumbags in the face of reality!

The two exchanged greetings, and seeing the presence of Fang Xing old god, Zhou Yangqing accepted his old fox tricks.

"Xing He Bo, all mine piers everywhere are madly asking for rails and wagons. Let me tell you the truth. The Ministry of Industry has adopted the production method, but it will not be able to supply them in large quantities within half a year."

Fang Xing did not respond.

Zhou Yangqing smiled bitterly: "Xing He Bo, the promotion of railroad tracks is beneficial to you. To be honest, it is also beneficial to the officials. If we cooperate, we will benefit both, okay?"

These words almost completely exposed the contradiction between him and Song Li, and he was very ambitious, aiming at the position of Shangshu in the Ministry of Industry.

Is this seeking an alliance?

Fang Xing said lightly: "Master Zhou, the railroad track manufacturing needs craftsmen, skilled craftsmen, so let's let Zhu Fang give pointers."

So talkative?

Zhou Yangqing was overjoyed and got up and said, "Xing He Bo is really unselfish, thank you for being an official."

Fang Xing said: "The Ministry of Household gave the money~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I must pay for education and society, Master Zhou doesn't need to think too much."

Zhou Yangqing blinked and said with a smile: "The next official understands, the next official understands, and the uncle Xing and rest assured, in the future, the next official will have to ask you for advice!"

This person's thoughts of officialdom, but Fang Xing was not ready to correct it, so he sent him to the gate.

"Let Zhu Fang go to the Ministry of Engineering, but the Ministry of Engineering must be more efficient. If it is procrastinated, let him come back."

If Fang Xing dared to drag the Ministry of Industry and not send a master, Xia Yuanji would dare to come to Fang's house to block the door.

As for Zhou Yangqing's desire to form an alliance, Fang Xing did not take it seriously.

So he left the matter behind until he heard that Song Li's "illness" was cured.

"Song Li didn't know what he used, his face looked at the yellowish man, and then he said that his family was already healed, but his body was still shaking a little. His Majesty said that he didn't want the minister to be exhausted, so he let him go home and continue. Keep it and come back later."

Huang Zhong was holding back a smile, and Fang Xing couldn't help but smile.

"Song Li picked up a brick and hit him in the foot. Your Majesty is not faint, he can't hide that little trick."

Huang Zhong smiled and said: "Uncle, Song Li guessed that he did not want to conceal his Majesty, but these official methods have been used by everyone, and there should be a tacit understanding between the monarch and the minister. I feel dizzy."

Fang Xing felt that Song Li had overestimated his position in Zhu Di's heart. If Xia Yuanji dared to use such methods, Zhu Di would probably spray him like a dog.

But for Song Li, Zhu Di just let him go home to recuperate.

Treat it differently!

"I don't know if Song Li vomited blood..."

...

Song Li didn't vomit blood, but the family went to hire a doctor—not an imperial doctor.

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