Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

"The scholars of Han and Tang dynasties are able to govern the country, and martial arts travel the world with the sword..."

"What can you do?"

The drizzle gradually became heavier, and the moisture accumulates, blurring the sight.

"You can only stay at home and live by stealing taxes from the country. What benefit is it to the country? Come, gentlemen, who will tell me, what benefit are you to the country?"

"We are the emperor herdsmen!"

"Yes, we never fall behind in building bridges and paving roads, and we use porridge and food to relieve the common people..."

"It's unfair!"

"We want to see your majesty!"

The momentum suddenly rose, and in the crowd, breathing gradually began to rush.

As gentry, they felt that they were an effective filling of the power space of Ming Dynasty, the defenders of order below the county level, and the arbiter of the people.

Fang Xing did not hide under the eaves, he stood in the drizzle, his eyes sharp.

"Don't use this reason to hide your shame. What you call the Son of Heaven and herdsmen, in the end, the people become cattle and sheep, and they all become your cattle and sheep. He Gu, the Son of Heaven, actually wants to carry this infamy and endorse the shameless endorsement of your waiting. ."

These words directly explained Fang's purpose of waking up to Jinan: The emperor felt that you were digging the corner of Daming, so he sent Benbo.

Fang Xing glanced at these people slowly, and said: "Among you are young people who are young Fang and Guan, and there are middle-aged people who seem to be calm. I also saw old people with white beards. It's not easy!"

The water vapor is like a cloud, and the bayonet is like thunder and lightning.

"But it seems that Uncle Ben can only see one kind of person!"

Fang Xing said coldly: "Bun only saw a group of worms, and lost the parasitic mother, he was anxious and became an angry worm!"

The drizzle fell on him, as if steaming mist.

"These are not yours. For Daming to flourish, everyone needs to contribute their own strength."

Yu Jia stood by Fang Xing's side, and the crowd was silent. He felt like a medicine packet of Jubao Mountain Guards. Once projected by the trebuchet, it would be earth-shattering.

Don't be crazy!

He prayed secretly.

Fang Xing was not afraid. He pointed to the people surrounding him and said: "The people pay taxes on the land and support Daming's stomach. The army is fighting the enemy bravely, sacrificing their lives to protect the country, and protecting you. Craftsmen work and build every day. There is something that can make Daming strong. Merchants run around and dredge the blood of Daming. And you, what have you done for Daming?"

"Don't talk nonsense about the emperor herdsmen, your majesty does not need to exploit the people's assholes!"

Yu Jia slowly turned around to look at the sergeants, only to see a pair of cold eyes.

Is this going to be a rush?

"Ben is here today!"

Fang Xing’s face was already drenched by the drizzle. He squinted at the crowd and said, “Bun is here today. The gentry preferential treatment... is cancelled. Who...who... Should I cancel?"

Yu Jia felt relieved, the gentleman talked but didn't touch his hands!

A smile appeared on Fang Xing’s face, pointing to the array behind him, and said: “Or anyone who wants to die for the life, no, die for the money, then try. Benbo promises, who can impulsively array, Benbo I immediately jumped to Daming Lake!"

"Who?!"

Fang Xing's eyes were sharp, staring at the people in the green shirts. He was even two steps closer, holding the handle of the knife, just as he said.

Yu Qian murmured: "Press! Press down!"

This is Fang Xing's pressure, he learned from Emperor Wen!

At this moment, Fang Xing's emotions were elevated to the apex. He forgot about his nervous breakdown and forgot his painstaking efforts all the time, just staring at this group of people.

A gust of autumn wind blew by, and there was more tremor in the crowd.

The fallen leaves drifted down with the autumn wind, and fell on the ground, gradually being soaked by rain...

"Zhou Jun, my generation should be...uuuuu!"

Someone in the crowd yelled and was immediately covered by someone.

"Don't you dare?"

Fang Xing took two steps forward again, and Yu Jia's provocative gesture made Yu Jia cry secretly.

Before leaving, Zhu Zhanji told him to look at the situation of the gentry in Jinan. If he was domineering, he should be scolded.

The emperor's special envoy scolded, this can help Fang Xing effectively reduce stress.

Looking at Fang Xing’s current state, it’s useless even if Yang Rong is here!

The array bathed in the drizzle is still calm.

The people onlookers whispered what Fang Xing had just said.

"My house is under the name of the gentry, so I pay a lot less taxes every year! Xinghe Bolai is out like this, hey! Every year..."

"Taxes support the army! Without the army, think about the alien race outside the border wall a few years ago. Starting from Emperor Taizu Gao, Daming has been attacking continuously, otherwise we would not have such a stable life."

A young man angrily refuted: "Without money and food, how can North Korea build roads? How can we repair canals and build dams? Do you have to wait for the flood to inundate everyone's homes before you know what taxes are?"

"There is no flood here."

Someone murmured.

The young man was angry and stared at the place where he had just made the sound and said: "There is no flood here, but there is a drought! Where does the relief come from during the drought? Isn't that the tax paid by the people of Ming Dynasty? Does God open his eyes, and the sky drops food? ?"

"There are also officials. Without taxes, do you think the officials will feel at ease? By that time, all kinds of apportionment will not kill you!"

This is a bit radical, but the word apportionment has aroused the pain of these people.

"But now there are a lot of apportionments, which are even more cheating than taxes!"

"That is, those grain chiefs and small officials are like wolves and tigers, but my family has been devastated!"

The young man sneered and said: "This is the truth of the Xinghebo gentry gentry. Think about it for yourself. If the preferential treatment is cancelled, there will be more land for taxation. When the time comes, the state will be sufficient. According to the temperament of your majesty today~www.wuxiaspot. com~There will definitely be benevolent governance, and the good days are yet to come!"

"I!"

A loud shout dissipated all the discussion, and everyone looked at it and saw one person walking out of the crowd.

Head up, look straight, hold hands, calm...

"good!"

Suddenly there was an applause from the crowd.

"Brother Qiushan is indeed a role model for my generation!"

"Everyone, let's go together! Then the minister must not dare to do anything, otherwise the world will be fierce, and your majesty will kill him!"

"Go!"

The crowd was agitating, rushing forward several times, and finally stopped in place.

Yu Qian said sadly: "If they dared to rush over, the official would have to say a **** voice, but..."

Wang He stared at the person who came slowly, and said disdainfully: "We see a lot of this kind of people, but they are so powerful, but they only dare to make some shameful tricks secretly. Wait and see, this person It's going to be unlucky."

The wind is sluggish and easy to be cold!

The autumn wind blew on the man, but his blue shirt was half wet, but he couldn't move his clothes.

His brows are full of perseverance, and his steps are firm.

Although there is no weapon, it is very powerful.

Fang Xing stared at this person, he didn't expect that there would be someone who was not afraid of death.

But at this moment, just as kings and generals often regarded human life as a mere number, Fang Xing also showed murderous intent.

In many cases, human life is the ant in front of the general situation, and Fang Xing is ready to kill the ant with his own hands, to frighten the gentry in Jinan Prefecture!

The long knife moved slowly, rubbing against the scabbard to make a frowning sound.

Fang Xing looked at the incoming person indifferently, slowly drew out the long knife, and pointed the knife forward.

The pace that has been moving forward suddenly stopped!

As if a corn had suddenly grown on the soles of the feet, the legs trembled.

Fang Xing said slowly: "Go one step further and die!"