Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

The three itchy martial arts all wanted to go to the expedition, but Daming now has a clearer distinction between civil and martial arts, and they can only be anxious, so they came to find Fang Xing together early in the morning.

Fang Xing didn't know whether it was Wen or Wu. From the Yongle reign, Zhu Di deliberately blurred his attributes, and Zhu Gaochi, who was known as a caring person of civil officials, remained the same.

When it came to Zhu Zhanji, let alone, Fang Xing's attributes were even more confusing.

The Wuxuns were envious, jealous, and hateful, and the civilian officials even wanted to kick Fang Xing to Wuxun's side, and then purify their team.

Fang Xing’s understanding of this is: Zhu Di hopes that he will be a cudgel among civil servants, and he will still play the same role in martial arts.

One person acts as two **** chucking sticks. This is probably unprecedented, and there will be no one to come after.

Zhang Fu's identity should be more detached, he stroked his beard and said: "Dehua, this matter...may not be an opportunity..."

Xue Lu hasn't fought for a long time, and he left everything steady. He whispered: "The British grandfather meant to say... taking advantage..."

Zhu Yong subconsciously said: "No! Never! That's Fan Zhen!"

The atmosphere immediately became obscure, and Xue Lu said uncomfortably: "It's just a talk."

Zhang Fu also said solemnly: "Now that several guards' firearms are in the capital, where is the town from?"

Jubao Mountain Guard, Vermilion Bird Guard, Xuanwu Guard, and Shenjiying are all in the capital. Once there is a military rebellion, you only need to send a person trusted by the emperor to lead the army. It is really like Tang Woxue.

This topic can no longer continue, Zhu Yong said unwillingly: "Dehua, you said back then that the Ming army would fight a battle every few years, otherwise it would slowly degenerate. Now is the time?"

Fang Xing shook his head and said: "If someone proposes to fight Li and Samarkand on the expedition, the civil servants will raise their hands in agreement, but... this is to let the Tiaohu leave the mountain and the army on the front foot will start, and they will take the current disadvantage a little bit. To pull it back, which is lighter and heavier... Can you have a conclusion?"

Zhang Fu also sighed: "Your Majesty's lone palm is hard to sing!"

They all know the importance of cleaning up contributions, and they are happy to see it happen. Compared with the conquest, they were hesitating again.

Holistic, overall view...

Missing!

Fang Xing said calmly: "Before the army goes out, the rear must be stable. Also, food and grass must be accumulated. Once the contributions are cleared, the taxation on the household department will be greatly improved. Expedition to Samarkand, it is not a problem to fight Tessie."

"The three armies have not moved, food and grass will go first. This is a good thing that will kill two birds with one stone. In the future, the household department will become more affluent, and the ban on military status will be able to go on step by step."

Zhang Fu stood up and said, "Okay, put it aside for now, but when can Jinan suppress them?"

"Suppressed."

Fang Xing said flatly: "It's just that some people are not reconciled. Your Majesty has sent people from Dongchang and Jinyiwei to spread the news. One tax system...this is the nightmare of gentry and official!"

After the three of them left Fangjiazhuang, Zhu Yong said with some envy: "Dehua has become more and more profound now. If the prince can get close to him in the future, tsk tsk! Don't change it for a country lord!"

Xue Lu mounted his horse and said with sharp eyes: "Don't talk about it, things in the palace are not something I can spy on, Prince..."

The three of them all thought of Concubine Sun. Although this one gave birth to a daughter, according to Zhu Zhanji's love for her, it is not a problem to have a son in the future!

Besides, the relationship between the emperor and the prince has always been difficult to clarify. Fang Xing has already stood behind Hu Shanxiang and the prince, with a firm stand. If there are some changes in the future, it will only be a matter of day and night to be implicated.

There has never been a permanent winner in the power field!

When the three of them left Fangjiazhuang, they saw a team of honor guards coming over.

"This is……"

When they saw that it was Yu Jia who led the head, the three of them all stepped aside and said hello.

Zhu Yong was straightforward and asked, "Is this going to Xinghe Bo's house? But is there a reward?"

Yu Jia arched his hands and said: "It's a reward. Our family has to hurry to declare the decree. Three adults, we are leaving."

Zhu Yong remembered what Fang Xing had said back then that he would not accept the promotion of nobility in his lifetime, so he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "What award is it?"

Yu Jia just shook his head, and Zhu Yong threatened: "I just knew it for a while, do you still want to embarrass us?"

The two grandpas, one Hou Ye, just asked for a message in advance, don't you give it?

Yu Jia smiled and said: "It's not a big reward, the prince has little teacher."

Yu Jia went to Fangjiazhuang, and the three of them stood in a daze.

"Prince Young Master...Yang Wuhou, are you the Prince Young Master?"

Zhu Yong asked, but felt something was wrong.

Xue Lu got on the horse and smiled bitterly: "Xue, the prince's young guardian, is just a false title. Xinghe Bo... I am afraid that your majesty has made up his mind..."

Fang Xing, the prince young teacher...

The Shaobao Taibao is equivalent to the martial master, the Shaobaotaishi...

"is teacher……"

The three looked at each other, wondering whether they should be excited or depressed.

The emperor would not use the imaginary title of Prince Young Master to reward Fang Xing without any reason, so in other words...

...

Unless there is something that everyone is at odds with and needs to communicate, the bachelor's room will be quiet.

Until the sound of footsteps broke the silence, then the bachelors frowned and looked out the door displeased.

A small official hurried to the door, he lay down on the door to take a breath, and said: "My sirs, the will of your majesty just now...Xing He Bo...Xing He Bo Feng, Prince Prince Young Master!"

Quietly in the duty room, the little official felt a little creepy, so he forced a smile and arched his hands and ran away.

At that moment, he saw those shocking eyes.

He regretted it, and decided to report fewer letters in the future, so as not to please him, and be angry instead.

The duty room has been quiet, Yang Rong tried to speak several times, but was suppressed in this strange atmosphere.

"Prince Young Master.... Others are imaginary titles, but Fang Xing will not..."

The person who said this was Jin Youzi. His eyes were blank and he said bitterly: "Your Majesty, this is a firm heart. If you want the prince to follow this path, why is it... so difficult..."

"His Majesty is still in his infancy, and his Majesty has made this decision vaguely. You are not optimistic!"

"Cleaning up contributions is the first step, clearing the way for science. It is the second step to create momentum for one tax, and it will be squeezed step by step... The third step is the battle between future teachers of your Highness, everyone!"

Jin Youzi stood up and said, "Can't just sit and watch anymore! If Fang Xing is the teacher of His Highness, will we still have a place to stand in the future?"

"In the final analysis, everything is a dispute over orthodoxy!"

Jin Youzi waved his hands excitedly and said, "Whether it is cleaning up the contribution or the tax system, these are all ethical disputes and methods to suppress my generation!"

"What can we do? Accept it?"

Jin Youzi was so excited~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yang Rong motioned to him to whisper it was useless.

"He was desperate at the time, betting directly on the queen, and he got what he wanted, ha ha! Look! He really showed his true shape, the official dare to bet that he is not coming back this time for a tax system. But for..."

Jin Youzi finally lowered his voice, and he said sadly: "He must be for this prince and young teacher!"

The room was silent for a long time, Yang Pu said helplessly: "How can my generation... Your Majesty bypassed me and waited for the will, are you going to argue? Who will go? Did you fall out with your Majesty?"

"There is still..."

An urn sound said these four words quickly.

Everyone looked pale.

"no!"

Yang Rong categorically refused: "That was interfering in the palace affairs, this official would never allow it! No one can do it!"