Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

son!

Zhang Fu's enthusiasm made Fang Xing unable to refuse, so he had to go to his mansion and take a look at his son.

"Zhang Mao..."

Zhang Fu can't let everyone know that he finally has the joy of his son. If he didn't come back to Beijing just after waking up, he would definitely be kept drunk.

Fang Xing, who returned home, was greeted by his wife and children in a line. Even Huanhuan was unwillingly led by Ping An, and greeted him with an unhappy expression.

Tudou was very serious and said that he was working hard to wake up Fang.

Ping An took Huanhuan and said a few hard words, and Wuyou happily took Fang Xing's sleeve to ask questions.

Fang Xing answered the girl's question and walked in with a smile.

The owner of the family is back, and Yizhuang is happy.

Take a bath, ask about the homework and experience of the sons, and then forcibly make out with Huanhuan for a while, and finally worry-free.

Daughters are always loved by their fathers, their muttering seems to be the singing of birds, and their smiling faces are warmer than the winter sun.

"...Father, Big Worm doesn't like Little Worm anymore, and often dislikes it..."

"...The younger brother doesn't like to be clean. He often makes his face gray and smiles stupidly..."

The topic was trivial and scattered, but Fang Xing still listened very carefully.

Later, he and Huang Zhong talked quietly in the study. There were Knife and Fang Wu standing outside, and no one could come close and listen.

Huang Zhong seemed to be fatter again, but his temperament became more calm.

"Duke Dingguo suppressed the situation in Jinan, and some people started making noise. Duke Dingguo took all of them and took them all, regardless of the truth. They said they were all exiled overseas, which scared many people."

"The family is very honest and stays behind closed doors. There was a little chaos in Shandong a while ago, and the family hasn't moved."

"How is the response of the one-tax system?"

Fang Xing asked casually, Huang Zhong was startled, and said with a weird expression: "It is indeed a good way for people from Jinyiwei and Dongchang to spread the word. Some people started to stop them. When those people showed their identity, they took it directly, and it scared a lot. People have been honest for a while."

"See Ming Pao also promoted some taxation matters, and there was a lot of excitement! Those people are rejoicing, but if there is no movement for a few years, no amount of rejoicing will be indifferent."

Huang Zhong is obviously not optimistic about the prospects of the one-tax system: "Uncle, a clean-up offer and the abolition of gentry preferential treatment are enough to last for more than ten years. The one-tax system will add fuel to the fire. I think that within 20 years... it is not suitable. Implement."

Fang Xing rubbed a piece of jade pendant, which Xiaobai bought him with private money.

Jade wears Weibing, rubbing his fingers and feels good.

The sun was scorching outside the window, and the two basins of ice in the room were slowly melting.

Fang Xing suddenly hummed, and said, "Somewhat distracted."

Seeing Fang Xing tired, Huang Zhong said, "Uncle, let's rest for a few days."

"It's okay, it's just that I suffered a cold in Jinan, and then went all the way north, but I ate a lot of food to drive the cold, so it should be fine."

Fang Xing cheered up and said: "The one-tax system is only a tool for purging gentry preferential treatment, but it will be implemented sooner or later. It will definitely and will be implemented, otherwise Daming's problem will still be deeply rooted!"

Huang Zhong's heart sank slightly, knowing that Fang Xing and the emperor were still under great pressure, so he changed the subject and made him relax.

"Uncle, on the Dibao side, Mr. Bailian is one enemy to one hundred. Luoyang paper is expensive!"

Huang Zhong found a few di reports and showed them to Fang Xing, and then explained the reactions of various classes of Ming Dynasty.

"...Mr. Bai Lian said that since he has no virtue, he should use less virtue to suppress others, and restraint is restraint. Don't make restraint unique to Confucianism, but he stays out of the matter, so shameless..."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "The old gentleman was extremely troubled. He had no relationship with the current Shilin, and was each other's enemies. If I intervene like this, and if I don't interfere, he will naturally grab the unhappiness in the past. It’s not just cursing, it’s a good thing, at least let those things that have been feared in the past be announced to the world."

Huang Zhong said regretfully: "After several disputes, someone attacked Mr. Bailian's house."

"What did you do?"

Fang Xing's voice was faint, but his murderous intent was hidden.

"Throwing things, stones, rotten eggs, shoes..."

Huang Zhong shook his head slightly and said: "At first, I didn't care, Mr. Bailian said it was okay, and those things couldn't kill people, but then someone threw feces... it was all on the door."

"Have you taken it?"

Fang Xing felt that this method was really disgusting, and it was very insulting and bad luck.

"Take it."

Huang Zhong also disgusted with such nasty behavior: "Duke Dingguo was furious, and immediately searched the city and took all the scholars from outside Jinan and sent them to the military camp for training. In just ten days, everyone had almost lost. Layers of skin, and then all drove out of Jinan City."

With Fang Xing's departure, the atmosphere in Jinan City gradually eased. At this time, looking for something is to die. Xu Jingchang would naturally not let it go easily.

If it were not estimated that large-scale hands-on activities would cause chaos in Shandong, Xu Jingchang would probably take all the scholars from other places and then immigrate overseas.

Xu Jingchang sits in Jinan with a dude's reputation, and he just suppresses all kinds of resistance and tossing. He has won Zhu Zhanji's praise several times, plus a lot of rewards.

The situation is gradually slowing down, and those people are staring at Jinan. As long as it does not proliferate, they will not resist.

In this atmosphere, Fang woke up.

...

Then there was a reception banquet, and it was organized by the British government.

Everyone knows that Zhang Fu is so happy to have a son, and he is almost going crazy, so after he got the post, he naturally brought his family members.

Fang Xing rested at home for one day, and the next day he took Zhang Shuhui and Wuyou to the British government.

The British mansion is the top mansion in the capital, and Xue Huamin is already waiting outside the mansion.

"Auntie, Lord Guo is accompanying a few martial arts in the mansion..."

Fang Xing led Wuyou, turned around to look at the carriage, and said, "What taboos are there at home?"

Xue Huamin smiled and said: "There is nothing taboo, uncle is free."

The old lady has gone, and at the moment, the mansion of the government is a little more active.

"Get in by car with your mother."

Fang Xing leaned over and said.

Wuyou shook his head, and said with a sad face: "Father, mother and the others will talk about needlework. What else is this daughter-in-law and that girl? It's so boring."

Fang Xing and Xue Huamin smiled, and then said to the car: "Shuhui, go to the front with no worries for your husband."

Zhang Shuhui's voice came from the car: "That girl doesn't want to go with her concubine to the backyard? Husband, is there anyone to avoid?"

Fang Xing said: "Just a few martial arts, all of the uncle generation, it's okay."

"This girl..."

Zhang Shuhui drove in, and Fang Xing led Wuyou and went all the way to the study.

In the study ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ they were all amused when Fang Xing came in with Wuyou.

Zhu Yong smiled and said, "Worry, is this coming to talk to us about national affairs?"

Wuyou salutes in a decent manner, and then said crisply: "Woyou has seen all the uncles."

Fang Xing said triumphantly: "Everyone, where's the gift?"

Zhu Yong was stunned, then took out a piece of jade pendant, and muttered: "Fortunately, Brother Wenbi brought something with him, otherwise I will lose face today."

Xue Lu, Meng Ying and others all took out some jade objects with a smile, but they didn't pick them up without worry, they just hid behind Fang Xing.

Fang Xing coughed dryly: "It's all gifts from uncles, please accept it."

Wuyou then came out from behind him to receive the present, thank you one by one.

Zhang Fu called the maid, and then people took a lot of things and played outside with worry-free.

"After this time, how long will it take to stop the soldiers?"