Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

ps: Four changes every day, the time is as follows: 8:30 in the morning, 12:30 noon, 19 o'clock in the evening, 22:00 in the evening, the book review district jazz wrote the fourth update as 20 o'clock, sorry.

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After arriving at Fangjiazhuang, Fang Xing did not break his promise after eating lunch, and took two little girls and bells to the river.

The river became a little deeper in autumn, Fang Xing threw the hook down, and then took two girls to touch the crabs.

It's a pity that the river on the side was a bit deep, and Fang Xing fell on the bank to feel the hole, but didn't catch any of them.

"Fang Xing, is there?"

Fang Xing propped up his hands and saw Wanwan's expectant eyes, and said angrily: "Today, the crab has gone to the market."

"what!"

Fang Xing then remembered that now is the best season to eat crabs.

Fatty and yellow crabs!

There was nothing to say, Fang Xing shouted: "Old Qi, go home to the kitchen and get some meat and fish."

Xin Laoqi heard the sound and left.

Fang Xing confessed that the maids were optimistic about the two girls, and he slipped into the woods by himself, causing the maids to snicker.

I'm not going to pee, just laugh!

When Fang Xing came out again, there was already an elastic net bag in his hand.

After Xin Laoqi brought the meat and fish, Fang Xing put these things in the net bag, and then put the net bag to the bottom of the river.

"Stay away, don't scare the crab away."

Those palace ladies were curiously surrounding, and Fang Xing immediately started chasing people.

"And you, go to the side too."

Wanwan's courage has also grown, and she and her sister both stood by the river, looking curiously at the net bag that was immersed in the water.

Fang Xing'an sat on the edge of the fishing rod and watched Wanwan approach him again. The mothers watched nervously. In the end, Liang Zhong grabbed her.

"One quarter of an hour!"

Fang Xing vowed: "After a quarter of an hour, I promise there will be crabs."

In less than a quarter of an hour, Fang Xing had already caught three fishes, weighing three or four by two visually.

"Fang Xing, Fang Xing!"

The little princess was stomping a little further away from the shore, his face full of anxiety.

Fang Xing put the fish in the fish basket, clapped his hands, and walked to the shore.

"I want to see too……"

Wanwan ran to Fang Xing's side, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and poked his head forward.

"Yes! Really!"

Thanks to the clear river water, people can clearly see the situation of the net bag.

At this time, seven or eight big crabs were catching the fleshy fish in the net bag, and not far away, three crabs were sneaking up.

"Shhh!"

Fang Xing was a little greedy and wanted to catch it all in one fell swoop.

"Shhh!"

Wanwan turned her head to face everyone and put her slender index finger on her lips, her face serious.

Liang Zhong couldn't help but smile, and then held Wanwan's back.

After the three crabs also caught the contents of the net bag, Fang Xing lifted the net bag.

"Wow!"

There are so many big crabs hanging on the net bag, so everyone likes it.

The autumn breeze made the crab's feet itchy, and these greedy crabs were still reluctant to give up the food in the net bag when they were put on the ground.

In the afternoon, the steamed crabs were served, with a **** and vinegar butterfly in front of everyone.

I opened the back cover and cleared the lung lobes, the full of ointment made people move their index fingers.

"Wanwan doesn't eat a lot."

Fang Xing gave Wanwan only half a crab, and added more **** vinegar, which made her pursed.

"I don't need your help."

Wanwan saw that everyone broke and ate by themselves, so she also refused the help of the court lady.

After eating the crabs, the smell on the hands is not clean.

As for washing hands with soy noodles, this kind of extravagant party will not do it when you wake up.

Before leaving, Liang Zhong told Fang Xing a piece of news.

"The army of the Southern Expedition is almost here, probably the day after tomorrow."

Is the Southern Expedition Army coming back?

Fang Xing remembered those years in Cochin, and remembered those short and dark Cochin men who were not afraid of death and attacked the musket array.

And the battlefield with corpses everywhere...

Without a word, Fang Xing rode a horse without anyone telling him, and rushed all the way to the Thousand Households of Jubao Mountain.

It was getting dark, the sentry post saw Fang wake up and exclaimed with joy: "Mr. Fang, you are finally here!"

Fang Xing looked at the barracks inside, shook his head, and asked, "How are your brothers practicing recently?"

The sentry hurriedly said: "Everyone is practicing according to your arrangement. A few days ago, I got the kind of musket that can fire by itself. The speed is much faster."

Some flintlock muskets have been made so far, so I got them here for trial.

Fang Xing then asked a few more questions, and when the sentry wanted to open the door, he refused: "It's not convenient for me to go in at this moment. You tell Dong Qianhu, you must practice hard and don't slack off!"

The sentry responded loudly. Everyone knows that Dong Pi is just a puppet. He usually leads the team. When it comes to important moments, Fang Xing and the family members are basically in charge of the team.

The emperor grandson visited him a few days ago. In front of everyone, he highly praised Fang Xing, as well as the achievements of Xin Laoqi and Jia Ding. Of course, he did not forget Dong Pi.

"I am leaving."

The blood in Fang Xing's chest had cooled down by this time, he turned his horse's head, and some lonely disappeared into the night.

When she got home, Zhang Shuhui thought Fang Xing was just out for a stroll.

"I went outside the barracks."

Fang Xing was a little confused and said, "I feel lazy, but sometimes extreme. I am impulsive, and I always think about it, but I really can't forget the days of Cochin!"

Zhang Shuhui put down the needle and thread, walked slowly, hugged Fang Xing’s neck from behind, leaned down, and said softly: "Husband, you are defending the country. The Jiaozhi people are greedy and insatiable, and Song Dynasty began to invade my Central Plains. Frontier, you are not wrong."

As Zhang Yu's daughter and Zhang Fu's sister, Zhang Shuhui certainly knows these things. It's just that Fang Xing seems to be evoked by some disturbing memories. Naturally, she wants to use her feminine tenderness to resolve those hostility and anxiety.

On the surface, Fang Xing seemed to have recovered, which allowed Zhang Shuhui to fall asleep peacefully.

But in the middle of the night, Zhang Shuhui heard the sound of teeth grinding beside her, and she got out of bed and lit a candle.

"Kill them! Kill them!"

Not knowing what he was dreaming of, Fang Xing's face was distorted, and he gritted his teeth and talked in dreams.

"Hey!"

After a faint sigh, Zhang Shuhui went to bed and hugged Fang Xing, thinking of the abnormal condition of her father and elder brother in her heart.

Zhang Yu usually looks very gentle, and this has also been passed on to Zhang Fu.

But both father and son are the same, sometimes they get angry suddenly without warning. The look of red eyes can scare the coward to death.

This is the war syndrome, but it's just that everyone behaves differently.

And Fang Xing's situation, which has always been normal, but was triggered by a single message, is really rare~www.NovelMTL.com~ to kill! "

"The first row... salvo!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Get on the bayonet!"

"Rush! Rush up!"

"I got an arrow! Help me!"

"Brother, I have sent the people who served you down!"

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That night, Fang Xing’s dream was strange, there was the excitement of killing the enemy, the pain of losing his subordinates; the loss of seeing the corpses all over the field, and the pride of sweeping the rebellion...

I do not regret!

I will never regret it!

In the darkness, Fang Xing opened his eyes suddenly. (To be continued.)