Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Yang Rong left the class blankly and said, "Your Majesty, Fang Han has passed the examination."

Zhu Zhanji nodded slightly, and said with dissatisfaction: "Master Yang, I haven't seen the martial artist."

Today, let's see how your monarchs and ministers will lie!

Those honors were all watching Fang Xing playfully, and they only felt that today's imperial meeting was probably in the annals of history, and it would be able to "live through the ages".

The emperor sheltered his favorite subjects and lied in front of them.

What is this nature?

The princes who had been holding their stomachs were secretly happy in their hearts, and many civil servants were also secretly cool.

Yang Rong sighed and said: "Your Majesty came to the Palace of Han Dynasty five days ago. His majesty and several ministers were present. The people around your Majesty assessed several majesty and Fang Han on the spot. The officials and others have witnessed the whole process, and the results are only a lot. of."

Jin Youzi has been holding back, but now he can only explain to the class: "The official was there that day, and the professor in charge of the examination in the martial arts was also there. The professor said that Fang Han's grades are not top-notch, but every The items are not bad, this is what a general can do!"

Yang Shiqi was there that day, and he nodded, "The professor said that Fang Han's veteran students in the martial arts competition in several subjects are still good. Fortunately, there is no public assessment, otherwise the martial arts school is afraid that it will be fried."

Everyone knows that he is an upright person, so this matter is a no-brainer.

Those who asked questions, as well as those who questioned when they were outside, felt feverish on their faces.

Fang Xing hasn't spoken all the time, and he just went out of class at this moment: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks this matter is somewhat controversial, otherwise, there will definitely be a group of newcomers to be assessed recently, and Fang Han will reassess with them at that time. It’s better to clear up the misunderstanding."

Damn it!

This slap is too hard!

Those who were questioning looked at Fang Xing, and felt embarrassed not to say, even more regretful.

How old would the potatoes be if they were assessed together?

Among the children who participated in the assessment, Tudou's age was probably within the bottom few.

Such an age gap, if Tudou pulls down too much assessment results, where does this face go?

Zhu Zhanji pondered, as if thinking about the suitability of this matter.

Fang Xing said sternly: "Your Majesty, martial arts is the foundation of the country. How can it be reduced to a place of favoritism? The minister turned around and talked to his courtiers so that he could practice well in the martial arts school recently, and try to get a good grade at that time. Clear the suspicion."

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "It's good, so fair and just, there's nothing to say."

Then Zhu Zhanji said: "Martial arts enrollment has a routine, and it is still early, so I will make an exception for you, and hope to see Da Ming's handsome talents at that time."

A small number of honorees calmly went out to give thanks, and most of them complained in their hearts.

At first they were thinking about getting through it, but the emperor even Fang Han dragged in. It was obvious that they were determined to do business.

Who will provoke Fang Xing?

After the dynasty was dismissed, there was a prince who cursed: "My son can't run, so what else is going to be assessed? Who has to hold the assessment and can't stop talking?"

"Who?"

The priests were silent for a while, and the people who had previously questioned Fang Xing speeded up their pace.

This situation couldn't be more obvious. The emperor was still trying to tell them to do business, but they were holding on to the assessment of potatoes, that is, the emperor was given ammunition, and then things went smoothly.

This person thought of it from the beginning, right?

Those people looked at Fang Xing's calm attitude and couldn't help but feel annoyed.

According to Fang Xing's disposition, he should refute it when he was questioned outside today, but he just replied a few coldly.

This is tricky!

His seemingly guilty conscience made everyone think that Fang Hanguo really hadn't been tested, and then he wanted to drag Fang to wake up.

Is it true that one person has lived, and a group of people has lived it, right?

If the state officials set fire, the people have to light up the lights!

So they seized on this issue, thinking that the emperor should soften his position, but they didn't expect...

What the princes want is to inherit the unchanging title, and it is best for the emperor to automatically subdue it.

Of course, if you are not convinced, it's okay. As long as our children enter the martial arts school and go stubbornly, even if they haven't learned anything, can they be considered to have learned it?

After learning, the emperor, are you embarrassed not to give a hundred households?

Do not! At least it has to be given to a thousand households.

As long as you are willing, and you are not afraid of the army being broken, then we are afraid of it!

But as soon as I hold onto the question of Tudou's assessment, all this is in vain.

How much is potato smaller than your children? He can test, what can't you do?

Now I can't even enter the martial arts school, and I don't even have the qualifications, and it's ruining some hundred households and thousands of households. It really makes people laugh.

The priests went home and told the news, and all the families were wailing.

"Uncle, those in the family who have old people who dote on their children are all arguing that they are going to see your Majesty. They also said that your Majesty has forgotten the merits of the ancestors. This is to cross the river and tear down the bridge."

Huang Zhong received the news quickly and looked very festive.

"Those are leaning on the old and selling old, they are flustered, so they are venting. Your Majesty will not take care of them."

To go to see you is to die, and whoever goes is unlucky.

Of course Huang Zhong knew this truth. He smiled and said, "Those people naturally stopped, and then called Master Martial Arts to teach them quickly, and then asked others to inquire about the content of the martial arts assessment, so busy!"

"Da Ming does not raise waste, this is what your majesty meant."

Fang Xing held two walnuts with one hand, squeezed hard, then peeled the shells and took the pulp to eat.

The taste of walnut meat is probably the most fragrant, and Fang Xing said comfortably: "Just like Shang Hui, Shang Yi has made great contributions, so the title of Ning Chang is well-deserved, but he can't always rest with the country, right? What has the title of Guochao become?"

Fang Xing clapped his hands and said: "To reshape the perception of rewards, we must let them know that Daming has no iron rice bowl, running water does not rot, and household hinges are not worms."

Huang Zhong nodded, "The titles of the former Qin and the former Han need to be advanced by their descendants, otherwise the emperor will not tolerate people, so that the famous generals will come out in large numbers, and foreign enemies will not dare to insult. I take it as well."

...

A team of cavalry ran wildly on the spacious and flat concrete road, and the horseshoes banged on the ground with a crisp sound.

There are trees planted on both sides of the road, but they are still small at the moment, looking exceptionally thin.

Jinan Mansion is in sight, and the road is empty on both sides, without trees, and some sacks covering the road can be seen on the road.

Suddenly there is a big sign ahead~www.wuxiaspot.com~ which says, ‘The road is not dry, please take a detour. ’

There were two more men on the side of the road. They sat on the ground, and when they saw someone coming, they got up and said fiercely: "The cement hasn't dried. Don't let it pass!"

"Detour!"

Jin Youzi gently drove his horse out of the concrete avenue, and Yan Dajian followed behind, looking into the distance with exhaustion.

From the hard concrete road to the dirt road, the horse was a little uncomfortable, and the speed immediately slowed down.

At this time, a cavalry rushed to the front, and said: "My lord, Xing He Bo arrived in Jinan the day before, and he is on a construction site outside Jinan at this moment."

Jin Youzi said angrily: "No wonder he refused to follow us all the way when we set off. This is because we disliked that we were slow!"

Yan Dajian beat his midfielder with a backhand, and said with a wry smile: "Xing He Bo is the way to go in the army. We haven't rested along the way, but there is no such thing as the spirit of waiting for the horse to stop."

Jin Youzi said disdainfully: "This official followed the Emperor Wen to march to the north and drove day and night. It was not the weak civil servant waiting for him, but he just looked down on people when he was awake."

A group of people walked slowly along the edge of the concrete road. Seeing that the roads were covered, Yan Dajian asked curiously: "What does this mean?"

No one knows this truth. Seeing someone guarding the pavement on the side of the road, a small official who was accompanying him went over and asked, and came back and said, "My lord, it is heat preservation and moisturizing. I also said that the winter construction has failed many times. This is the last time. The previous ones have stopped, wait until you find a cheaper way to try again."

Someone murmured: "Why is it so troublesome to build a road? Isn't it just paving the road? Shouldn't it be necessary to melt gold and silver in?"

Jin Youzi scowled and said, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, this cement road is the blood of Daming, and your majesty has sent us here for the sake of a century-old plan."

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