Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

The imperial power of Ming Dynasty only goes to the county, and the villages below are basically self-governing.

What does autonomy depend on?

The village elders, the Lijia system, and the gentry above it.

As for some people who say that the princes belong to the emperor's power to the countryside, it is really nonsense.

The gentry and the government are familiar with each other, so they have a lot of right to speak in the countryside, almost the emperor of the earth.

"There was an incident a few years ago. A squire built a bridge over the river, and then sent a housekeeper to collect the money. Later, the defendant went to your Majesty..."

Huang Lu seems to have a tendency to gossip, and he knows all about these gossips that are similar to ‘interesting things’.

"People say that the best way to return to the village is to build a bridge and pave the road. This is a novelty."

Huang Lu wanted to find out the emperor's views on this and the follow-up measures, but Fang Xing only treated it as a joke.

...

"Three people died, two were beheaded in the street, and the other was stoned to death."

There were waves of sandalwood in the room. Mr. Seventeen had just gotten up for a nap, and looked down.

After Yang Yan finished speaking, he saw a smattering of anger gathered on Mr. Seventeen's face.

The original lazy face turned into iron blue, Mr. Seventeen asked blankly: "Isn't it about night? Why do you do it during the day?"

Yang Yan said: "Sir, the people who patrolled the street had been emptied at that time. Those people thought that the opportunity was rare. As for the evening, Xing Hebo's subordinates were all tigers and wolves, they didn't dare..."

Mr. Seventeen's beard suddenly curled up. He was staring at the smoke rising from the incense burner. At this moment, he slowly turned his head and stared at Yang Yan.

The harsh words spurted out in an instant: "The old man sees that you are fascinated by that sparrow tongue, and you are incoherent."

Yang Yan shook his body and stood still.

Mr. Seventeen raised his head slightly and said, "If you want to do your own thing, what else do you want to ask the old man?"

"I can't wait."

Yang Yan bowed his head to plead guilty. He was just a man, and it was awkward. The guards of the family were more noble than him. Moreover, Mr. Seventeen was in charge of foreign affairs, almost the representative of the family.

Mr. Seventeen contemptuously said: "It's all right if you don't have the power to tie a chicken, and you are still courageous. What can you expect?"

Seeing that Yang Yan became more scared, Mr. Seventeen calmed down: "No matter who sits on that chair, no matter what dynasty or generation, my family's status is detached. This time, the old man is still thinking about moving. Family members, think about it to see what the magnanimity is..."

"Don't be afraid of anything. At this critical juncture, the wind has spread to all parts of Daming. Even if Fang Xing is murderous, he can only secretly plan, and will not act outright, otherwise the world will shake, who can spare him?"

Yang Yan heaved a sigh of relief and quickly said: "Yes, it is depressing and even angry to check the fields. If Fang Xing dares to use me again, it will be persecution, suppression, and pave the way for science. When the time comes, who can Forbearance? I'm afraid that the capital will be upset."

Mr. Seventeen nodded in satisfaction, and said: "The old man has almost done the sparrow tongue matter, and you can naturally stay with her afterwards."

Yang Yan raised his eyebrows in joy and bowed deeply, "Thank you, Mr."

...

Yu Qian is waiting.

As night fell gradually, Fang Xing made a joke in the afternoon and asked him to sleep at night with his eyes open, so that he would not even know if his head was cut off.

It seems to be a joke, but Yu Qian knows this is possible.

If the opponent is crazy, what about the killer.

Will the emperor be held accountable?

No problem, everyone is rioting, scholars from all over the world will immediately support him, and the great momentum can make the one in the Forbidden City tremble.

The key is that the gentry hold the right to speak in the country. Once the persecution is overwhelming, it is not uncommon to see the smoke everywhere.

Why is it so difficult to do things?

Standing in the courtyard, Yu Qian looked up at the sky full of stars, remembering what Fang Xing had said about being born into the world.

——Being out of the world and entering the world are all false. A heart that can be calm and able to reduce evil thoughts is a birth. It does not depend on where you are.

Yu Qian feels that he has few evil thoughts, but his heart is not stable, and he always thinks about all kinds of affairs.

At this time, his mind was pure, and a thought suddenly came up.

——If they kill me, can we cancel the preferential treatment of scholars?

Leaving one's life for righteousness is the essence of Yu Qian's idol Wen Tianxiang's proving Tao.

The moon blossoms are like water, leaning on the stone slabs of the courtyard.

Fang Xing was enjoying the cold, and Wang He was talking about the people gathered around Mr. Seventeen.

"...That Yang Yan is the first to use, and Deng Fa and He Shan, these three recruited the scholars, and they didn’t know where they got the money, and almost all the inns in the city were covered. Let the scholars from other places live, and hold a party every few days to cheer them up."

"This matter is not surprising, they must not be reconciled, so now is the beginning. Everyone will test each other one or two, and then pass. But when the calculation is completed and report to the capital, the important ministers will have no room to dodge. To make a statement..."

Wang He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and said: "That's a duel between the monarch and the minister! Xinghe Bo, our family is worried that your majesty will be suppressed by them."

Fang Xing took a sip of cold tea, and said, "No, your majesty takes care of this. They won't directly object to it, so it's very interesting."

Wang He muttered to himself, he felt that Fang Xing was really arrogant not to worry about the emperor.

Xin Laoqi came into the darkness in the distance, and he told him: "Master, Chang Yu and Jiang Xuze had a quarrel today."

Fang woke up, the chair creaked, "Why quarrel?"

"Jiang Xuze opposes."

"understood."

Fang Xing was not surprised by this, "After all, that is their Tao, where the Tao lies...without turning back."

Wang He said angrily: "The food of the emperor is to share the worries for the emperor, then which side is Jiang Xuze on?"

"ignore him."

Fang Xing lifted the hot towel from his forehead and stood up and said, "Just wait now, let people keep an eye on the accounting side, don't let people burn it."

The calculation was carried out at the Chief Envoy Siyamen, and Fang Xing sent a hundred households to stare at it in turn.

...

The chief envoy Siyamen is still brightly lit at the moment.

In the row of wing rooms, the sound of abacus is endless.

"Fifteen hectares."

"Wait, there is still a title deed here."

"Add thirty-two acres."

"..."

A small official was standing outside the door, shaking his fan, staring at the movement of the left and right.

Before long, a team of sergeants came on patrol, nodded on both sides, and then the sergeants continued to patrol.

This is just a bright face, there are three groups of secret whistles staring here in secret.

This is a force of deterrence. Once someone invades, the platoon gun will beat them into a hornet's nest, and then they will be thrown outside the Yamen to show Xinghebo's determination.

The three men were killed on the spot today. According to onlookers, Fang Xing’s Jiading had no intention of catching alive.

This is a demonstration!

Are you not coming? Come on~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Let’s see who is more clever, and who is more ruthless.

That's why Mr. Seventeen was angry at this cruel word. He felt that he was worsened by Fang Awakening.

At this time, he forgot that Fang Xing was the Earl of Daming, the emperor of Daming. In his eyes, the world was governed by his disciples and grandchildren.

"Li family, Li Dianchen family, add 57 mu of land here."

"There's more!"

"It's not over yet! There are more than ten land deeds for his house."

"Tsk tusk! This is really a lift in one go, the chickens and dogs ascend to heaven!"

"What's this, his family is not the tallest. Whose family, after getting a jinshi from the family to become an official, it really took off. Now it is a well-known farmer in Jinan Prefecture, and there are groups of slaves in the family!"

"Hey……"

After a long sigh, the sound of abacus concealed everything...