Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Fangjiazhuang was silent. After Fang woke up from the carriage, she saw Zhang Shuhui standing outside the door with Xiaobai, behind a bunch of maids and servants.

Zhang Shuhui smiled, Fushen said: "Congratulations, husband returning in triumph."

"Congratulations Master!"

After shouting neatly, Fang Xing held on to Zhang Shuhui, touched Xiaobai's head, and said, "It's just a contest with a winning ticket. It's not worth such a grand occasion."

Zhang Shuhui stood up and said, "The husband has worked hard, and the concubine has prepared a banquet."

"Feast? Good."

But when Fang woke up, he realized that Zhu Zhanji had arrived first, and he was drooling while looking at the bottle of wine on the table.

"Ahem!"

Fang Xing took a few steps to **** it and protect the bottle of wine.

"This is a good wine for some years. Wait for a glass for one person."

When Zhu Zhanji saw Fang Xing, he was first overjoyed, and then he said: "Brother Dehua, my little brother is fidgeting today, is this bottle of wine a treat?"

"dream!"

The banquet was opened. This banquet is called a celebration banquet, and naturally there are enough wine and water pipes.

After drinking a good bottle of wine, the next step is the rice wine brewed by the village.

Zhu Zhanji asked in a low voice, "Brother Dehua, the scholars you said hug each other and seek personal gain for themselves. I understand this truth, but how can I avoid it?"

Fang Xing felt a little drunk. He first knocked away Liu Pu who wanted to steal the glass of wine in front of him with a chopstick, and then said: "It's very difficult. You have to know that people seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. , No one can change."

"In order to wait for them to sit up, it is better to build a cage, a cage that can monitor rights."

Fang Xing felt that Zhu Zhanji's idea was a little outrageous. Corruption, as a trace of human existence, is estimated to continue until humanity disappears.

This thing can only find a way to suppress it, but don't think about breaking the root.

"Emperor Taizu Gao killed too many?"

Speaking of Zhu Yuanzhang, the most ruthless emperor who killed corrupt officials in history, Zhu Zhanji also said with lingering fear: "At that time, there was still skinning and grass, thinking that it was a warning, but still can't stop the greed of those officials."

"As long as a person eats whole grains, he can't stop it!"

Fang Xing made a conclusion on this matter.

Zhu Zhanji was a little melancholy, taking a big mouthful of rice wine that didn't taste very good.

"Cough cough cough! Brother Dehua, since you returned from Jiaozhi, why haven't you gone to the barracks?"

Fang Xing smiled and said: "If the former recruits were fine, but now the military achievements of the headquarters of Jubaoshan Thousands are not small, and the combat effectiveness is even more impressive. If I continue to stay inside, one day my head will be pumped and I will rush into the city. Where are you going?"

Zhu Zhanji was silent, Fang Xing was not Zhu Di's person, if he was allowed to control this firearm thousands of households outside the city, not to mention Zhu Di, even the people of the Ministry of War and the Five Army Capital Governor's Mansion would not be relieved.

Beizheng!

At this time, both of them thought of Beizheng.

Fang Xing took Zhu Zhanji to Zhu Gui's place after the meal, and demonstrated the convenience of flintlock on the spot.

"You don't need a matchstick, you can start a fire even if the rain is not too heavy, and it also simplifies a lot of steps and increases the frequency of launch."

Zhu Zhanji tried to hit the fire once and looked at the spark and said excitedly: "Brother Dehua, this is the same as the fire sickle!"

Fang Xing smiled and said: "It's a truth, but no one thought of using it on a musket, and the shrapnel has a short lifespan, so it almost has to be replaced, otherwise it will break."

Zhu Zhanji remembered the things Fang Xing taught, and blurted out: "Is this Gewu?"

Fang Xing nodded and said, "I taught you physics, and you can understand it as a grid object. But my grid object is different from Confucianism!"

From the inheritance of Confucianism to the present, the so-called "gewu" has a taste of later psychology.

-Metaphysical, and a philosophical face! The good name is: Confucianism and Taoism!

Zhu Zhanji couldn't put it down for creating an intricate flintlock device. If it weren't for the size of a fire sickle, he would definitely take one back.

After sending Zhu Zhanji away, Fang Xing was about to go with Jia Quan to the prison of Yingtian Palace to see Hong Bingzheng.

"I need to know who is hiding me behind my back."

Fang Xing stood outside the prison, watched Jia Quan take out the sign, and then gave the jailer a small piece of silver. He felt that Zhu Zhanji's ideal of making all officials innocent in the world was a joke.

"Human hearts are the most complicated!"

Following the jailer into the dark prison, Fang Xing first smelled a stench, like the kind of person who hasn't bathed in years.

"vomit!"

After retching, Fang Xing miraculously discovered that the jailer and Jia Quan seemed immune to it.

Jia Quan looked at the numb gazes on both sides and said indifferently: "Mr. Fang, the person who came out of Jin Yiwei, if they couldn't bear the smell, they would have been driven out long ago."

On either side were cells from cell to cell. Behind the thick wooden railings, seven or eight people squeezed into one cell, sitting on the straw with disheveled hair.

And those straws have long lost their original color.

Walking outside the innermost cell, Fang Xing saw Hong Bingzheng.

This cell is probably the safest, and there are only four people in it with Hong Bingzheng, which can be called a ‘luxury suite’.

The jailer smiled flatly and said, "Jia Baihu, this is the place where the felons stay."

Jia Quancai sent Hong Bingzheng over at noon, so the jailer knew his identity and had a very good attitude.

However, Jia Quan's trip was a private entry, so the benefits that should be given must also be given, otherwise the rules will be broken.

Rules are more than everything, this is the unspoken rule!

At this time, Hong Bingzheng no longer had the vigor of the morning, let alone the ‘righteousness’. After seeing Fang Xing, he rushed over and clawed over the railing and shouted: "Mr. Fang, we are just a struggle for spirits. We are both famous teachers. Why do you have to kill them all?"

Fang Xing squatted down, facing Hong Bingzheng's eyes, and suddenly smiled: "You have the face to say that it is a dispute of spirit? But if you succeed in framing, do you know what I will face?"

Hong Bingzheng's lips squirmed, but he couldn't refute it.

Once Fang Xing was defeated this morning, the result would be ruined, and the teachers and students of the Imperial College would create public opinion, making him unable to gain a foothold in Jinling or even in the south.

And there is another unpredictable factor, that is Zhu Di.

Do you dare to lie to my grandson?

What Zhu Di would do under the anger, everyone can imagine with his butt.

The possibility of Fang Xing being killed is very high!

"If I am defeated~www.NovelMTL.com~ then you should be full of friends at the moment, pushing the cup and changing the cup, triumphantly joking about my defeated player, right?"

Hong Bingzheng was speechless, he could only keep his face straight, and wanted to maintain his final dignity.

Fang Xing got up and said, "I'm here today, I just want to know one thing."

Hong Bing looked down and said nothing.

"Who gave you my exercises?"

After investigating Hong Bingzheng's background, Fang Xing knew that he could never have done the theft of exercises.

When he was in the Imperial College, Fang Xing just wanted to blow his arrogance, so he planted the matter on his head.

Hong Bingzheng still did not speak, and the other three prisoners in the cell shrank into a ball and covered their ears, indicating that we hadn't heard.

Knowing too much is the way to die! (To be continued.)