Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

　　 At dawn, Fang Xing walked through countless friendly troops and prisoners with people.

　　 When the captives saw Chen Jikuo who was picked on the branch, their heads dropped and let the Ming army **** them to the prison camp.

　　 "Unfortunately, Chen Jikuo was not caught, otherwise there won't be much left for our army."

　　 In the Great Tent of the Chinese Army, Mu Sheng said with some regret.

　　 The generals who came to explain the situation of the killing were also a bit regretful. As for Zhang Fu, he could only hope that Chen Jikuo would not run too far.

　　 "Jubaoshan Thousand Households Institute has a good news!"

　　 At this time, a soldier rushed in irrespective of etiquette and exulted: "Duke Guo, the Jubaoshan subordinate has captured Chen Jikuo!"

"real?"

　　 Zhang Fu couldn't hold back the air this time, and asked, "Where are they?"

　　 "Report, the enemy chief Chen Jikuo from the Thousand Households of Jubaoshan!"

　　 "Go, take a look!"

　　 was led by Zhang Fu, and everyone rushed into the big account.

　　 Outside the big tent, Chen Jikuo is like a pig waiting to be slaughtered, being put down from the branch.

　　 Even with Zhang Fu's emotions and anger invisible, after seeing the culprit of the Jiaozhi disorder, he still couldn't help but patted Fang Xing's shoulder heavily and almost patted him on the ground.

　　 "Good! Dehua, good job!"

　　 Fang Xing endured the soreness on his shoulders, and said grimly: "Then there is nothing to do with me, right?"

　　Zhang Fu is a military commander, and he is also a military commander who can rush into the battlefield. The slap under his overjoy is so powerful that he saw Fang Xing's look and laughed: "Go, the celebration dinner is waiting for you in the evening."

　　 Looking at those envious eyes, Fang Xing knew that the limelight was too big this time.

　　Fang Xingbu was the first result of the first landing battle, and this time it was indisputable.

　　 Before everyone discovered the enemy's night attack, secondly blocked the enemy's crazy attack, and thirdly captured the culprit of the Jiaozhi rebellion, Chen Jikuo.

　　 "Master, do you hope to make an uncle this time?"

　　 On the way back, Fang Wu asked.

　　 If Fang Xing becomes an uncle, then the treatment of his subordinates will naturally be improved, so this is what the family members are looking forward to.

　　 "Not necessarily!"

　　 Fang Xing shook his head and said, "You have to reserve, and those who support it have to prepare too."

　　Fang was so embarrassed that his IQ seemed to disappear overnight, and he couldn't understand what his young master said.

　　 Fang Xing didn't explain, he thought of the scholars who had been tossed by Zhu Di and the assistant minister of Donggong. It's nothing more than that I want to keep it for the prince's future use, so it needs to be suppressed now.

　　 And Fang Xing, as a direct line of the royal grandson, how Zhu Di will arrange in the future, to be honest, Fang Xing himself has no idea.

　　 "It should be slowed down."

　　 Uncle? Fang Xing felt that his credit had not yet arrived, and based on his relationship with Zhu Zhanji, he might be ignored for the time being.

　　 Back to the camp, Fang Xing first went to see the twelve sergeants who died in the battle, and a small banner.

　　 In the establishment of the Ming Army, Xiaoqi is similar to the position of the squad leader.

　　 Facing his subordinate's sacrifice for the second time, Fang Xing felt that he was still a little uncomfortable.

　　 "Collect the ashes. Since I brought them, I should also bring them back to the land of Daming."

　　Fang Xing's words moved everyone around him. In this era, the death of ordinary sergeants is really a trivial matter. You may have to meet Fang Xing, an officer who values ​​the things behind him, and you have to be moved.

　　 Fang Xing looked around for a week, and said in a deep voice: "You will do the same in the future. Try to let the brothers who died in battle return to their relatives, and make sacrifices at four o'clock, so as not to stay outside and become lonely ghosts!"

　　 Most of the casualties this time were caused by bows and arrows, which reminded Fang Xing of armor.

　　 In the evening, except for 20,000 people on guard, the whole army was rewarded.

　　 "Hey! I want meat from my belly, no pig's feet!"

　　 The fire is raging, and meat is grilling on every fire.

　　 "Wine, where's the wine?"

　　 A sergeant carrying half a roast chicken stood up and shouted.

"I'm coming!"

　　 "The fifth elder, did you drink something special?"

　　 "No, nothing..."

　　 Fang Xing took the soldiers and walked past these sergeants, feeling tranquility in his heart.

　　Walking to the outside of the army's big tent, Fang Xing has already heard the shouts inside.

　　 The big tent was full of low tables, and when Fang woke up, Zhang Fu, who was talking to Mu Sheng on it, waved: "Dehua, come to us."

　　The way of governing the army, one by one, Zhang Fu clearly understands this way, so tonight he doesn't care about the etiquette at all, let these generals call and drink.

　　 "Fang wake up, come here, brothers have a bowl!"

　　 When Fang Xing passed through the middle, he was grabbed by Fang Zheng, and regardless of Zhang Fu's face, Fang Xing drank a bowl, then laughed and let him go.

　　The alcohol's degree is not high, Fang Xing pretended to be a little drunk and went to Zhang Fu's table, and sat down without waiting for a greeting.

　　 "Marshal, Lord Qian Guo."

　　 Mu Sheng looked at Fang Xing with interest, and said: "Fang Xing, how did you know that Chen Jikuo would escape to the valley?"

　　 There is a trap in this statement, because if Chen Jikuo reacts normally, he should be running along the road. Pack the defeated army while running, so as to make a comeback.

　　 Fang Xinghe smiled and said: "Chen Jikuo has been beaten by the commander. As long as the commander does not leave, he will definitely not dare to stay in Cochin, so running from the mountains is the best way to save your life!"

　　 Zhang Fu looked at Mu Sheng who was still about to ask further, and then said: "Dehua, although Chen Jikuo was captured, there are still those wealthy people who are restless. What countermeasures do you have?"

　　 Fang Xing took a bite of the fried kidneys, and said bitterly: "This cook is unqualified, and it still has a fishy smell! It is much worse than my flower lady."

　　 Mu Sheng and Zhang Fu looked at each other, secretly knowing.

　　 After Chen Jikuo was arrested, the Jiaozhi at this time was a fishy waist for those ambitious and wealthy people. Even if they knew that there were endless troubles, there were still people who would rush to it.

　　 Fang Xing remembered his letter to Zhu Zhanji~www.NovelMTL.com~ and said, “The best thing is to instigate control, and be nice to the farmers, to ensure that no one will listen to the call of the rich.”

　　 Mu Sheng sighed: "But no one wants to be our pawn! How can it be!"

　　 Fang Xing remembered the repetition of Jiao Chi in the future, and was silent for a while, and then asked, "Is Ruan Shuai enough?"

　　 Deng Rong was killed in the pursuit last night. Among the high-ranking officials under Chen Jikuo, there is only one Ruan Shuai who is alive, and the other people's appeal is not enough.

　　 Mu Sheng holding the wine glass, staring at Fang Xing and said, "Of course it is enough, but how can we control him? Son? As long as there are women, why not worry about no sons!"

　　 Fang Xing thought for a while, and went out to change clothes with an excuse, and then disappeared for a while.

　　 In a small building in a warehouse, Fang Xing used a key to enter a room with a key. It was full of contraband found, including some bags.

　　 Looking at the contents of the bag, and then at this hidden room, which was obviously not public, Fang Xing couldn't help but smile, "Well, the old beauty is also black and white?"

　　 With a bag, Fang Xing came out again.

"what is this?"

　　 Fang Xing asked the soldiers to invite Zhang Fu out, and then handed the bag to him.

　　 Fang Xing whispered: "The things here are used according to the spoon, one spoonful at a time..."

After explaining the usage, Fang Xing said solemnly: "Brother, this thing makes people feel like the Jade Emperor, but it can only be used by Ruan Shuai. If someone else steals it, the consequences... Taboo."

　　 Zhang Fu thought for a while, and finally nodded, accepting this thing and the control plan brought by it.

　　 "I will present a memorial, saying that we have controlled Ruan Shuai's only son and can use him to confuse the rebel forces of Jiaozhi."