Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Chen Jie's efficiency was very fast, and the list was delivered to Fang Xing on the third day.

"Xing He Bo, this is the list of the most dangerous people."

There were three pages in total. Fang Xing slowly crumpled the paper into a ball after reading it, and threw it out in Chen Jie's anger.

"Xing He Bo!"

Shi can be killed but not insulted, Chen Jie feels that Fang has woken up.

"Do you know what will happen to those people once this wave is provoked?"

Chen Jie picked up the ball of paper, reopened it, and said angrily: "We still need those people to help Daming control Yingzhou. They come forward to do things faster than us, and they can help us do things that offend people. Let us be in a detached position, isn't this enough?"

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "You overestimated them and underestimated them."

Chen Jie said disappointedly: "Xinghe Bo, this is Yingzhou, not the battlefield, nor the Central Plains. It is not that Chen wants to speak for them, but that he has to be gradual and impatient. If we miss the important event of Yingzhou, we two All sinners!"

"If you are guilty, the sinner is Ben."

Fang Xing's stubbornness exceeded Chen Jie's expectations, but his official position was not enough to suppress Fang Xing, so he had to resort to the final killer move.

"This official will record all these things, and then tell your majesty."

He calmed down, and Fang Xing never lost his calm.

"Come on!"

"Uncle!"

"Go ask Jin Yiwei and Sanfan for a roster!"

Fang Xing casually ordered, and then said: "Ben Bo will send the King of Han to Huazhou next, so he must leave as soon as possible."

Chen Jie just looked outside coldly.

"Ben has always wanted to travel to Yingzhou, but I am afraid that I will have no chance in this life. What a pity!"

Chen Jie sneered and said: "Xinghe's travels will definitely be bloody, countless people's heads will be piled up into mountains, and ghosts will not find their way home, they can only tweeted every night."

He is the chief ambassador of Yingzhou, and Yingzhou is an overseas chief ambassador. The emperor and the court attach great importance to their opinions, which are extraordinary.

So he was really fierce.

The harmony between Fang Xing and Fang Xing was forgotten.

Later, Sanfan came first and offered the roster with a flattering look.

——Eleven sheets of paper!

Chen Jie glanced at it three times and asked, "Don't you miss some old feelings?"

"Old love?"

Sanfan didn’t understand what it meant at the beginning, and when he figured out that Chen Jie said that he was disregarding his original local feelings, he smiled and said, "My lord, those are all thieves. Yes, whoever wants to oppose your Majesty, who wants to oppose Daming, the lower officials will tear him to pieces!"

Chen Jie was speechless. Could he say that you were originally from Yingzhou, and that you were awkward in disregard of your local feelings?

Then Jin Yiwei's roster was also sent.

——Twenty-three!

Each one is more than ten people, and behind each one are a few people, a dozen people... hundreds of people!

Chen Jie seemed to see the reign of blood, as if seeing the flames everywhere.

He shook his head and hurriedly summoned his subordinates.

"I'm optimistic about Yingzhou, and be vigilant."

He can't reveal anything before acting, so he can only hint.

...

"Yingzhou seems to have a good life."

"Yeah! The land has been divided, and for the first time, those lowly peasants shouted long live Your Majesty with tears in their eyes. They are grateful to Emperor Ming."

"In the past few years, the big ship has been going back and forth, and every time it has carried away countless gold and silver and people. We are rich in gold and silver, but there is no gold and silver. One day gold and silver will disappear, and we will have nothing."

"This is plunder!"

Hengji hit the mat with a long sword, making a puff puff sound.

There were five people sitting in the room, all listening to him.

These people wear rich clothes and look awe-inspiring.

"As the Ming people continue to move our people away, and continue to transport their people over, I dare to say that in fifty years, the people here will completely forget everything before."

Yonkuji lowered his head slightly, looking sad.

The man sitting on his hands said: "Now when I go out, I can only hear Daming's words. The clothes, houses, and even the food are slowly becoming Daming's appearance. What do we have left?"

The man opposite him sneered: "Then what can we do? The people don't stand by our side, are we going to reason with Ming people with bare hands?"

"When I came, I heard a news that Mingren asked those who own a lot of land...attention!"

Seeing that everyone was distracted, Yokoji used a long sword to beat the little boy.

"These are our people, understand? They want to weaken us, and finally make us as stupid as those untouchables!"

"Yokoji, you have said so much, what should we do? What should we do after all?"

Heng Er immediately became energetic. He said: "Those people are very greedy, and their appetite is endless. We can tell them to make trouble. You must know that Ming people are not willing to immigrate, that is to say, Ming people still pay. We have to rely on our people, so what will happen?"..

"They will back down."

The eyes of the man who had been sneered all the time lit up, and there was more admiration in his eyes looking at Yokoji.

"Yes!"

Heng Er smiled and said: "They need the people to work, they need the people to stay here, otherwise this is a dead island, and the Ming people will get nothing. You, remember, the people can continue to create wealth. Losing the people, Whether it is us or Mingren, it will be a fish out of the water."

"Remember that sentence?"

Yonkuji’s smile is elegant and reserved: "The people are like water, the king is like a boat, and water can carry and overturn the boat. So we must pay attention to those people, be kind, let our people spread those words, and all The purpose of all this..."

There was more water in his eyes, put his hands on the small table, choked up and said: "For ever..."

Five put both hands on the little table, "For ever..."

...

The sun is shining and the sky is blue, making the eyes sour.

This is the sky of Penglai.

The reduction of agricultural taxes is not a young age, and the people have more money in their hands, so Penglai is more prosperous.

A group of scholars swaggered in the street with folding fans, very eye-catching.

"We are going to have an imperial examination!"

There are locals and immigrants among this group of scholars.

At this moment they all gathered together to cheer this momentous moment.

The people looked at them enviously, with a little awe.

Like the Central Plains, people with advanced knowledge are respected here, and the imperial examination is even more fascinating. From the Tang Dynasty to the Song Dynasty, those borrowed boats to wander around the coastal areas of the Central Plains at the risk of no bones left, just to let the spirit of those poems and songs to Yingzhou.

"...Penglai's article Jian Angu, there is a small thank you and a clear hair, all with ambitions and strong desire to fly, and want to go to the blue sky and embrace the bright moon..."

The group of scholars were chanting aloud the poems of the sages, their spirits flying.

"They thought this was their time."

This street is very prosperous, and there are many brothels.

Brothel women are always inseparable from literati and sorrows. According to Chen Mo, literati just want to show off, and brothel women are more sassy, ​​so they have the same smell.

Fang Xing was standing in the door of a shop opposite to a brothel, watching the windows on the second floor open, and those women waved their little hands and greeted enthusiastically.

"With a knife and water, the water will flow even more, a toast to dissipate sorrow and sorrow, life is not satisfactory, the Ming dynasty exudes flat boats..."

After chanting in unison, the scholars laughed neatly, and then someone pointed to the second floor.

The weather is a bit hot, those women wear very thin, mostly tulle, and their skin is half exposed, which adds a lot of temptation.

A pair of eyes on both sides immediately attracted each other like a magnet.

A man strode to Fang Xing's side and said, "Uncle, it's already in place."

His actions attracted the attention of the other side. Those scholars frowned and looked at Fang Xing who bowed his head slightly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Some people even said something contemptuously.

"Does this have no money and can only be seen on the side? Later we can let him in and listen to the heroes of my waiting."

"This is a wonderful idea. Someone is overseeing it, and my younger brother has added more combat power!"

The women in the brothel saw Fang Xing's dressing very ordinary, so they gave up this potential customer and continued to flirt with the scholars downstairs.

"Ben has been away from here for a long time, and there are many misses."

Fang Xing squinted at the scholars, and said: "Be enthusiastic, let everyone know how enthusiastic Da Ming treats the rebels, keep up with publicity, and expose their sinister intentions."

The man bowed and said, "Uncle, now that Yingzhou is thriving, no one wants to make trouble with them."

"Do not."

Fang Xing said: "The people here are different, so after a lapse of many years, Ben's purpose in coming here again is to remind them that they are blessed to be the people of Ming Dynasty, so cherish it."