Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

"Brother Qiushan, go!"

Behind him was a companion waving his fist, and in front of him... Fang Xing's long knife seemed to have drawn a gap between the two.

Go one step further and die!

Brother Qiushan shuddered suddenly, his cheeks trembled, and his eyes gradually flustered.

Fang Xing said coldly: "Who can ignore life and death, can you?"

Brother Qiushan's legs are shaking even more!

The crowd behind him was disappointed. They hoped to have a companion to sacrifice, and then they could go to the world with a tragic and brave propaganda of their bravery.

Yes, the bravery of the companions can only reflect their bravery in the end!

Using dead people to add points to themselves, these people can't be more familiar with these methods.

So they were disappointed and began to urge.

"Brother Qiushan, he doesn't dare, that the servant doesn't dare!"

"Rush over, leave a name for the history book!"

"We are your backup, Zhu Jun, rush!"

Brother Qiushan looked forward to it, but there was still no footsteps behind him.

"Go up, all up, let's see who dares to do it today!"

The crowd is noisy, but there is still no footsteps.

Brother Qiushan felt that he was in a difficult situation.

No, it's in a desperate situation!

Fang Xing's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he believed that as long as he dared to take a step forward, the long knife would cut through the autumn rain and splashed blood.

He is sitting on wax!

Back off?

He didn't dare to look back, the sweat gradually mixed with the rain and wet his clothes.

He dared not look up, sweat spreading across his face.

He was afraid to see Fang Xing's eyes without temperature!

Yu Qian couldn't hide his disappointment, and said to Wang He: "Xing He Bo said that these people are stubborn, but now it looks like this is really the case, which is disappointing!"

Wang He said triumphantly: "If he dares to move forward, Xing He Bo will definitely kill him with his own hands. That is also his blessing. After death, he will definitely be able to go to history books!"

The people onlookers were also watching enthusiastically. They hoped that Brother Qiushan could plant something, and then let them see how Dang Chao Xing and Uncle killed the opponent.

But Fang Xing suddenly took a step forward, and said, "But so!"

This sentence is a great humiliation!

"Brother Qiushan!"

Brother Qiushan's face was full of sweat. He raised his head and saw Fang Xingzheng slowly approaching through his eyes covered in sweat.

The long knife is shining coldly!

Set off the sinister heart!

Yes, Brother Qiu Shan thinks the human heart is really too sinister.

You urged me to go up, but what about the follow-up?

No one is in front...I am so uncomfortable!

So he turned around!

"Brother Qiushan..."

"You are really disappointing!"

"Hey!"

Amidst the countless noises, Brother Qiu Shan said with a pale face: "Try..."

Fang Xing stopped, slowly took the knife into its sheath, and turned around and said: "Wu Yue takes the people back, replenishes energy and prepares to suppress!"

"Yes, uncle!"

Wu Yue knelt on one knee in response, got up and shouted: "Turn left, go back to camp!"

Bang!

The footsteps of countless people turning around together shocked people's hearts.

The key is that there was no other movement during the whole process, and the uniformity made people feel that the rows of sergeants in front of them were puppets.

The heavy army shoes slammed heavily on the ground, splashing water everywhere.

Silent!

Whether it is the Qingshan crowd or the onlookers, they all watched the army move in a daze at this moment.

The footsteps were not loud, but it seemed like thunder blasted above the Qingshan crowd.

The percussion between the plate armors became one piece, and it was like a contradictory and harmonious world with the silent sergeant.

Kill!

They actually left?

Some people in the Qingshan crowd are in series.

"When they leave, rush over and kill that renminbi!"

"The law does not blame the public, even if we die, we can still advertise the ages!"

The crowd was silent, watching the army slowly disappear from sight.

"Do it! Go!"

The lonely voice was particularly harsh in the crowd. A man in a green shirt looked at Brother Qiu Shan who was standing there in a daze, and said: "You go first, let's come later!"

"Then the minister is cruel, let's go back and discuss it slowly."

"Yes, find more like-minded people, we will definitely be able to figure out a good way to kill him."

"Go and go!"

The crowd began to disperse in twos and threes. At the beginning, they were a little embarrassed that it was difficult to get a knife into the sheath, so their pace gradually accelerated, and they wanted to leave this place where their face was swept away as soon as possible.

After walking away for a while, these people slowed down with restraint, even finishing their clothes.

Brother Qiushan stood there alone, he slowly turned around and shouted in despair: "Come on! Come on! Come and kill me!"

Fang Xing had disappeared at the gate, and there were only two sergeants guarding the gate.

The shout seemed extremely weak.

When the people on the side saw this, someone shouted: "Then you rush in and make sure that you will be hacked to death at the gate!"

Brother Qiushan slammed his face and stared at these people fiercely.

"Go away!"

"They are all screaming guys. I knew I would go home earlier...Oh! Thinking about it, the rice at home hasn't been bought yet! It's over, it's over, it's definitely going to be cursed by my wife when I go home..."

"Buy rice? The price of rice is lower now, it's all..."

Yu Qian stood on the side, staring at these people in the autumn wind.

Without food and clothing, the people will not care about you a **** emperor, and will not take a second look at the outside world.

"They only need to eat and wear clothes, if they can, it will be a flourishing age."

Wang He felt that Yu Qian was still struggling with his origin, always trying to find the strengths of Confucianism, and then to comfort him.

"Xing Hebo said that Confucianism is Confucianism and Confucianism is Confucianism. Don't confuse the two."

Standing in the wind, Yu Qian murmured: "The knowledge of the sage... latecomers can't live up to it!"

...

"Anticlimactic! Anticlimactic!"

The young people still wear brocade robe~www.wuxiaspot.com~ their demeanor is still calm.

"Master, there is a letter from my family, saying that...something is discordant..."

"Don't mention this."

The young man touched his face and said coldly: "Your Majesty's will has come down, and all are cleaned up. Do you know the meaning of it?"

The man who reported the letter shook his head, and the young man said: "From now on, the gentry and the people of Jinan Prefecture are very different. Those gentry are fish out of the water. Once it spreads to the whole Shandong, do you know what my house will be like?"

The man bowed his head.

"My house is a wooden fetal statue, which can only be gradually forgotten until a certain emperor is not pleasing to the eye, and it becomes a relic in the history books!"

...

"Uncle, those people are drinking!"

Fang Xing Dama Jindao sat under the eaves, hearing the words and commanded: "Stare, also pay attention to their movements, and see who else is unwilling."

The people came in a hurry, Fang Xing looked outside and said, "These people won't be reconciled, so... go and invite Chang Yu."

After Chang Yu arrived, Fang Xing said, "Jinan Mansion will be moved to thoroughly clean up the land deeds of previous years. It is a contribution..."

He looked at Chang Yao with a smile but a smile, Chang Yao smiled bitterly: "It can be found out."

Fang Xing said with satisfaction: "If there is a complaint by the people, thoroughly investigate, and if they refuse to return to the field, they will directly ransack their homes, and the whole family will be exiled!"

"Xinghe Bo, is it a bit heavier? Just order it back."

Chang Yu remembered the rumors from the outside that Fang Xing was doing it both publicly and privately, attacking the gentry, and at the same time helping science.

Fang Xing looked at him coldly, and said: "There is a need for emigration everywhere, and the people have moved a lot. The gentry must also be an example! Go there to reform, teach and educate people, and it can be considered for them over the years. Exploit atonement!"