Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

The branches are green, but Zhu Zhanji's mood doesn't improve.

Coming out of Xia Yuanji's house, An Lun, who had been waiting outside the door, whispered, "Your Majesty, there are more than ten students in the Imperial College who are drinking and playing with women in the restaurant."

Zhu Zhanji pressed his saddle and frowned and asked, "Today's Imperial Prison is closed?"

He got on the horse and went away, and a stall behind him asked: "Father-in-law, what does your majesty mean?"

An Lun looked at the opposite house with a blank face, and when the sound of closing the door came from behind, he ordered: "Convener!"

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"Last time you knocked on Que Rende brother, you didn't go, you didn't see that scene... the blood was rushing!"

More than a dozen people drank on the second floor of the restaurant. There were two tables at the banquet. Everyone was accompanied by a woman.

A man with long nose hair rolled up his sleeves, holding a wine glass in his hand, and said vigorously: "My lord, we are going to go to the Imperial College this year. Since then, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, so we should keep in touch with each other frequently."

"That is!"

"I'm waiting for today's meeting, just for tomorrow, come and drink this cup!"

"Drink this cup!"

Everyone toasted one after another, and the women followed with a smile.

A woman suddenly smiled and said: "The same Qi Lianzhi doesn't sound good, it should be..."

She deliberately thought about it and made an embarrassing look.

A man drank alcohol and said with a smile: "I should wait for it to be congenial."

"Yes, yes, they are in agreement, hahahaha!"

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Not far from here, An Lun stood on an excuse, looked around, and asked, "But here?"

A fan came up and said, "Father-in-law, it's the restaurant on the left."

An Lun stared at the restaurant and asked, "Are you sure?"

The son said: "Don't worry, father-in-law, the two of them are the main ones. As long as you take them down, you can lead them out together with the leader of that day."

Many people gradually gathered behind him.

Those Fanzi with long knives slung on their shoulders, murderously waiting for orders.

The onlookers were gradually pushed back to both sides by the murderous intent.

"It's the East Factory!"

In an exclamation, An Lun raised his hand and said: "Take all of them, the rebels...kill!"

The fans behind him split into two groups and swarmed from both sides of his body.

The fans strode forward, holding the handle of the knife in their right hand, and looking to the left and right from time to time.

"What a murderous look!"

"Who are they going to take?"

"..."

That restaurant was just when business was just right, and even the lobby was full of people.

When a fan stepped in, the guy habitually shouted: "There are guests coming...the seats are full..."

The sound of the long knife being unsheathed interrupted the dude's habitual chatter, and then he covered his mouth, but he couldn't control the screaming sound.

In this shrill voice like a woman, those fans rushed to the second floor.

The shopkeeper flew over, and when the knife light flashed, he slapped the screaming buddy awake.

The long knife stopped on the man's neck, with a slight force, a thin stream of blood flowed down.

"The East Factory handles the case, shut up!"

Knife Fanzi's eyes were red, and he slowly glanced at the horrified and inexplicable diners!

Everyone is silent!

"Boom!"

At this time, there was a loud noise from upstairs, and then someone cursed: "Who? Get out!"

"Help!"

A few screams were mixed with women's screams, and then everyone in the lobby heard all kinds of sounds from upstairs.

An Lun appeared outside the gate, and said with his hand: "How can I do things slowly?"

There was a stall downstairs and immediately shouted: "Take it, the rebels are killed!"

The upper part was quiet immediately, only the sound of cursing was left, and the sound of footsteps came down after a while.

When the dozen or so people were dragged downstairs, An Lun smiled sharply and said: "You are so elegant, but you are not in the Imperial College, but instead come here to conspire. Is this taking my East Factory as a decoration?"

The students were unremarkable, and some of them were even disheveled. Someone argued: "I'm just going out to party!"

Going out to the party in violation of the rules is only a violation of the rules of the Imperial College.

But the conspiracy is almost the same as rebellion, and it is the East Factory. Do you want to come out in peace after entering the East Factory?

An Lun said coldly: "Gathering? You have been gathering here many times since the last time, what are you going to do for today's gathering?"

He slowly looked at the diners and said, "Conspiracy?"

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"This is troublesome!"

In the political affairs hall, when everyone was still feeling sorry for Xia Yuanji's body, news came that the Dongchang arrested students from the Imperial College.

Jin Youzi was at home on sick leave today, and Yang Pu said after hearing this, "I'm afraid it's not easy."

Huang Huai said: "Everyone knows that it's not easy. At the beginning, they were too overwhelmed. His Majesty temporarily put it aside, and they thought they had won a big victory, hey! But no one thought that his Majesty would do it so soon."

Yang Shiqi rubbed his eyes and sighed: "Those people held back for a long time, and once they broke out, they dared to persecute the king. At that time, the official was worried that his Majesty would make a move, but who knew it was just forbearing. Do it now, Your Majesty...Oh!"

Yang Rong said: "This matter can't be done right, we must warn the members of the Imperial College, if they dare to use this to knock the queer, the army's suppression is right in front of them!"

Huang Huai said: "In fact, we all thought that your majesty was going to die. We even drank and celebrated. We felt that Da Ming would gradually stabilize in the future. At that time, the two Yang masters were still aggrieved by His Majesty, and Yang Rong drove away his own. A student, now it seems that all these are flowers in the water... Your Majesty is becoming more and more unfathomable!"

Yang Rong looked at his colleagues calmly, he saw Yang Shiqi's melancholy, it was because the emperor gave up peace and chose confrontation.

He saw Huang Huai's dissatisfaction, but this dissatisfaction was more aimed at the students of the Imperial College.

And Yang Pu seemed as calm as him~www.NovelMTL.com~without emotions.

It really is Sanyang!

The outside world referred to him as San Yang alongside Yang Shiqi and Yang Pu, and Yang Rong felt a little turmoil in his heart.

Yang Shiqi doesn't have much thoughts, in his world, there are more right and wrong.

Yang Pu...

"My sires, your majesty has ordered Dongchang to go to the Imperial College."

A small official from outside came in to report, and several people in the room shook their heads slightly.

Yang Pu smiled bitterly and said: "It's started. We all thought that your Majesty would not repay the fruit for the reason of the state supervision, but that is the emperor."

"We shouldn't have speculated about your Majesty's mind."

Yang Rong said in a deep voice: "The last time the Imperial College was knocked out, how many of those who took the lead were out of public heart?"

Yang Shiqi shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Yang Pu pondered for a while, and said, "The young man is full of blood, so let's talk about it by 70% or 80%."

Yang Rong looked at him coldly, concealed and disdainfully said: "There can be 50% of your majesty who will open the net!"

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Today, the people from the East Factory were all out, but the guard at the Imperial Guard did not dare to ask or vent a letter, because An Lun's face was full of murderous intent.

The Guozijian who was still in class was quiet, and there was a fan in every classroom.

"What is this going to do?"

The officials from the Imperial College are here.

Seeing that it was An Lun leading the team, the leading Guozijian Jijiu Zhoufu asked, "Dare to ask Duke An what this means?"

Standing outside the classroom, An Lun raised his head slightly, and said sharply: "Someone is conspiring to rebel in the Imperial College!"

Zhou Fu's heart sank to the bottom of the rock. "The father-in-law said and laughed. The students of the Imperial College made mistakes. If it is reversible... they don't have this ability."

"you said?"

An Lun lowered his head slightly, staring at Zhou Fu and asked in a harsh tone.