Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Since Yuan Jiang was killed, Ji Gang has been as careful as a mouse, carefully collecting information about his enemies every day.

Recently, Ji Gang's office has been changed to a small courtyard further inside. If outsiders want to break in, they must first face multiple snipers.

In some dimly lit rooms, the galloping horse picture on the wall also looked a little depressed.

Ji Gang threw the notebook on his hand on the table, his brows frowned into the word "Chuan".

"How did Fang Xing get Yao Guangxiao's favor?"

Since Yuan Jiang's death, part of his affairs has been transferred to Zhuang Jing, so he is in a very good mood. He smiled and said: "My lord, it's just for Taisun's face, otherwise he Why not go alone?"

Seeing Ji Gang's expression still a little serious, Zhuang Jing took a step closer and said, "My lord, that Fang Xing hasn't been an official, why should you look at him differently?"

Ji Gang thought of the prince and grandson looking at his eyes, and his teeth trembled. He calmly said: "If the prince succeeds to the throne, you and I will die!"

Zhuang Jing opened his mouth, wondering what this had to do with Fang Xing.

Ji Gang clutched his forehead, feeling that his cronies lacked the kind of talent that understood Jin.

Thinking of Xie Jin, Ji Gang's eyes were deep, and he sneered: "Fang Xing and Xie Jin are both generals who defend the prince and grandson. If they don't get rid of them, will I wait to die?"

Zhuang Jing didn't want to die, so he said viciously: "My lord, or send someone to kill him!"

"idiot!"

Ji Gang's eyes were upturned, and his body was shaking with anger.

"That Fang Xing is the emperor grandson's teacher. If you kill him, will the emperor grandson not check? How do you and I compare to the emperor grandson in front of your majesty?"

Although Zhuang Jing said quite eloquently that Jinling City is the world of Jinyiwei, he did not dare to talk nonsense on this topic.

"If the emperor grandson is angry, you and I will have to work hard! Understand?"

Zhuang Jing said dumbfounded: "My lord, with the emperor grandson, you can't let your majesty act on us, right?"

Ji Gang was really irritated by the goods, and waved his hand: "I would rather be executed by your majesty!"

What a joke, if Zhu Di executes Ji Gang, his family may still survive, but if it is Zhu Zhanji's turn, the consequences will be much more tragic.

so…

"So you must never let the prince go to power!"

…

In Fangjiazhuang, the weather was fine but not very hot. Fang Xing took out two small kites and asked Zhang Shuhui and Xiao Bai to fly them outside.

Wanwan also clamored to go, so the two big, two and four women went outside chatting.

After the people left, Fang Xing went to the front yard.

Zhu Fang has been a little leisurely recently. After seeing Fang wake up, he hurriedly wanted to find an errand.

"Master, I'm so panicked if I have nothing to do this day!"

Fang Xing looked at the flintlock device clamped on the vise, and tried it casually. The result was a small sparkle that frightened him.

"nice!"

This kind of spark can definitely ignite the *fire* medicine. Fang Xing picked up a musket and looked at the medicine pool on the side. She couldn’t help but praised: "It’s very good. On the side, even if the weather is not good, I estimate the ignition rate. There is still a guarantee."

Zhu Fang rubbed his hands on the side and smiled, "Master, I also tried the rifling you said."

Fang Xing said with horror, "Oh! Where?"

Zhu Fang bent down and took out a gun barrel from below and handed it to Fang Xing.

"Master, this was hooked in and out. It took too long."

Fang Xing pointed the barrel at the bright spot, and then looked at the yin and yang curves inside, itchy.

Seeing Fang Xing's excitement, Zhu Fang couldn't help but talk about his shortcomings: "Master, this kind of barrel is very difficult to load."

Fang Xing looked at a few dark lines and sighed: "Made! If the caliber of the lead bullet is not too big, the tightness cannot be guaranteed at all!"

But there was a musket in front of him, and it was a flintlocked musket, Fang Xing was already satisfied.

"Let's take your time, you continue to study this rifling rifle, I will give you everything you need!"

Fang Xing was also fierce, thinking that he didn't lack tools, all he lacked was time.

Shocked by the Da Ming craftsman, Fang Xing waved his hand, giving Zhu Fang an extra two taels of silver each month.

"Husband, what good did Zhu Fang do?"

As the wife of Zhang Shuhui, she has to deal with every money in and out.

Fang Xing recalled the ingenuity of the ignition device, and praised: "In fact, I only add two taels of silver every month. I think it is less. He created this thing, and those who know the goods can grab the head!"

Zhang Shuhui gave up only then, and thoughtfully let Zhu Fang's wife go home.

The flintlock is in the middle, the two wings are protected by the infantry, and the cavalry behind is ready to attack at any time. This kind of scene is spectacular when you think about it!

The overwhelming team can't see the side at a glance, and the whistle or drum beat directs the team to move forward.

"Tsk tut!"

Fang Xing felt a little drooling.

"Master, Jia Quan, please see you."

Fang Xing wiped off the saliva from the corner of his mouth and hurried to the front yard.

Seeing Jia Quan, Fang Xing was about to ask Zhu Zhanji why he didn't come today, but Jia Quan told him bad news with a serious face.

"Mr. Fang, some people say you plagiarized!"

"Plaagiarism? What am I plagiarizing?"

Fang Xing was a little dazed. He felt that he didn't chant poems, and didn't publish books.

Jia Quan shook his head and said: "This is the news I just received, and I haven't told your Highness. It is said that it is a great scholar named Hong Bingzheng who said that your arithmetic has copied his manuscript back then."

"arithmetic?"

Fang woke up and lost his anger, but sneered, "Where is that great scholar?"

Jia Quan shrank his neck and said, "I heard that I was on the way to Beijing, so I guess I wanted to confront him."

This is going to be face-to-face!

"Jia Quan, do you have any information about Hong Bingzheng? For example, what he is good at."

Jia Quan said embarrassingly: "Not yet, after UU Reading www.uukanshu.com received the news, I have sent my brothers to check, but it will take a while."

Fang Xing lost his pair of gloves to Jia Quan, and said, "Then I want to see, what kind of face is my Da Ming's great scholar!"

When Zhu Zhanji arrived, Fang Xing was already calm, and was teaching Wanwan to fish by the pool in the backyard.

"Brother Dehua, my father said about it, and peace is the most important thing."

Fang Xing handed the fishing rod to Liang Zhong, who was guarding Wanwan beside him, then clapped his hands and said, "I won't do it!"

"Brother Dehua, I heard that Hong Bingzheng has a lot of friends and students. If the two conflicts, I'm afraid you will suffer."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Do you also think that my arithmetic was stolen?"

Zhu Zhanji hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, absolutely not! Brother Dehua, you are not only amazing in arithmetic, but also benefit me a lot in other aspects. This is not knowledge that can be stolen by stealing a teacher." To be continued.)