Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

What is home?

For Fang Xing, home is the proof of his existence in this world.

The sun in spring keeps people warm.

Fang Xing stood outside Fangjiazhuang, and a fan from Dongchang was talking behind him.

"Uncle, your majesty ordered Xiao Xiao to guard here. After seeing you, please hurry into the palace."

Fang Xing was looking at this Zhuangzi, and suddenly said: "Why do you feel a little strange!"

The son said casually: "Uncle, I've been away from home for a long time, just like that. The young ones who have been away from home for more than ten years, they look like lunatics, and most of them will kneel down and cry."

"Yes!"

Fang Xing smiled suddenly: "I don't know Wuyou, but do you still remember me as a father? Let's go!"

He beat his horse and rushed into the Zhuangzi Zi and shouted, "Uncle, go into the palace, go into the palace!"

"Nothing urgent, I'll talk about it tomorrow!"

The closer Fang Xing gets to the door of his house, the faster Fang Xing feels his heartbeat.

He has never been away from his family for such a long time that he felt that a family he didn't know would walk out of the main house.

"father!"

The worry-free shouts were filled with joy and disbelief, Fang Xing just dismounted, she rushed over, and then threw herself into Fang Xing’s arms and cried: "Father, you have been there for a long time, you have forgotten me. ."

Fang Xing nodded at his wife and concubine, then knelt down to touch the top of Wuyou's head, and said, "They are all that tall. Dad didn't forget. He brought you a lot of things."

When Ping An rushed to Fangjiazhuang from the academy, she saw Fang Xing sitting in the yard, Wuyou sitting beside him, eagerly asking why the kangaroo had a bag.

"Father traveled hard."

Ping An knelt down and bowed solemnly, Fang Xing nodded: "Get up, turn around and check your homework for your father."

"Father, Big Brother didn't come back."

Children always like family reunions, but Tudou is in martial arts, and he is already an old student, and he will be able to graduate in more than a year.

Zhang Shuhui said: "Tudou has three days to rest."

These words almost blurted out. It can be seen that in the mother's heart, the most important thing is the child, who is always thinking about everything about the child.

"Father, can't big brother ask for leave?"

Wuyou asked somewhat disappointed.

"Your elder brother is sixteen years old. If you remove the year in martial arts, there is only one year left, girl! You will have a nephew to play in a few years!"

Fang Xing said lightly, but Zhang Shuhui was full of entanglements.

"Husband, many people are suggesting Tudou's marriage!"

The sixteen-year-old potato is like a beacon in the night, attracting those who have daughters.

"My son is clean and self-conscious, and he is also motivated. There are such children in the honors? Smart people naturally know who is good and who is bad. Let's not worry!"

After lunch, Fang Xing walked around the village with worry-free, followed by Huang Zhong.

"Uncle, Koque now seems to be your majesty's bait. Only when those people are full of ambition, your majesty suddenly started to make the Imperial College's reputation discredited, and by the way many gentry officials were caught."

"In that issue of Jianming Pao, almost all of them refuted these so-called backbone articles, exposing their selfishness, and the people who had been deceived by the gentry turned their heads."

"Your Majesty said that the teachings of the Imperial College were deviated, and the size of the students will be reduced in the future. After students come out, they can only start as small officials. There is a mourning in the Imperial College. Now the teachers and students are a little flustered. No one is serious about teaching, and no one is serious. read……"

"A lot of people say that your majesty is deliberate. They want to compare the science and the Guozijian students together to see who is better."

Fang Xing knew a lot of these news all the way, but Huang Zhong said in more detail.

Wuyou took his sleeves and said seriously: "Father, some scholars made trouble outside the village a few days ago! Then they were beaten out."

Fang Xing looked down at her girl, and smiled: "Those are unwilling, but no one dares to go to quell again, so they can only complain."

"Guozijian has been in decline since Yongle years, and has little to do with science."

Fang Xing felt that some people were almost desperate and prepared to jump the wall in a hurry.

In the palace, Zhu Zhanji got the news and couldn't help but pat his forehead and said, "I forgot that he had been out for almost two years. He is a person who doesn't like to make superficial articles, nothing more."

"Your Majesty, the teachers and students of the Imperial College have no intention of doing homework now."

Zhu Zhanji received a smile and said coldly: "During the Hongwu period, those so-called talents held the tablets of the Meng Yuan people and refused to go into official positions. Emperor Taizu revived the Imperial College as soon as he gritted his teeth, even if the students who came out did not Qualified, but can be taught step by step, each head as a deterrent, finally passed the most dangerous moment of Ming."

"In the Yongle period, the imperial examination gradually stabilized, but the Imperial College was actually a tasteless one, but they didn't know it, they all wanted to squeeze in, and then mixed with officials to do it. These things have since been cut off, and there will be no more!"

The two personal note officers immediately recorded this.

Seeing their solemn expressions, Zhu Zhanji said: "In a few decades, this will be the ancestral method. The generations of emperors will be born and passed down, and the daily life will be passed down from generation to generation. It may be seen that there are several people inside. ?"

The two living commentators were recording with solemn expressions.

As long as anyone who knows current affairs knows the shock of the emperor's words, the more important thing is whether the attitude in these words will continue.

For example, after the nobles and dignitaries pay official posts or pass away, the emperor often pulls out their children and grandchildren.

Will this kind of cute shade disappear in the future?

Yang Rong and others remained silent. If it were the past, they would probably have made a few suggestions, but now they have no stand to speak.

After returning to the political affairs hall, Yang Shiqi couldn't help but cursed: "Those idiots do good things, and the Imperial College will become stinky **** in the future, the emperor's trash heap!"

"Fang Xing is back."

Yang Pu's words caused everyone to fall into silence.

"That madman is back~www.NovelMTL.com~ Your Majesty sent him out for so long. During this period...how many science children were eliminated?"

"More than a hundred people!"

Yang Rong sighed: "They wanted to get Fang Xing, but Fang Xing was not there, so they aimed at His Majesty and Science, and the attack was ruthless. More than 30 of them said it was malfeasance and corruption."

"This is to dig the roots!"

When the news of Fang Xing's return to Beijing dissipated, the stagnant capital finally became more active.

"Fang Xing is back!"

On the second floor of Shenxianju, several businessmen were drinking, the windows were wide open, and some people were looking down.

The businessman by the window held the wine glass in his hand and took a sip from time to time.

"Back then, those people were going to kill him, but now they have been taken by your majesty, what does Fang Xing mean?"

"I don't know, but according to the current situation, since your Majesty has moved, then the next step should be smooth, and Xing He is afraid that he will be stunned for a while."

"Aggrieved?"

A businessman put down his chopsticks and said with a sense of superiority over his IQ: "Even your Majesty wants him to go out to avoid disaster. He is not suffocated, but lucky."

"Hey hey! Don't make a noise!"

At this time, the businessman sitting by the window turned his head and said, "Mo Chou took the child out of the house. It looks like he is going to Fangjiazhuang."

"Should I see you right away?"

Several businessmen looked at each other, and then someone said, "Could it be... a falling out?"

Fang Xing's friendship with the emperor is extraordinary. If it really falls out, the gentry will probably have a carnival.

Several businessmen squeezed melancholy in front of the window, looking out the door downstairs.

Mo Chou asked Huanhuan to get into the carriage first, and then turned around and confessed a few words to his brother.

Several scholars walked by from the side, and when they saw Mo Shou who was smiling, the sorrow on their faces made people think that the sky was gloomy.