Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Today is the day when Ma Su went to the village to test. Early in the morning, Fang woke up, who liked to sleep late.

"Teacher, my disciple has gone."

Ma Su respectfully said.

Fang Xing rubbed his face and said, "Everyone says your article is good, and you have a lot of advantages over others. That is the breadth of knowledge, relax and go."

"Yes, disciples should do their best to live up to the teacher's teachings."

This is the third game, so Fang Xing asked Xin Laoqi to send it in person.

"Lao Qi, you go to the household department and wait after you have delivered Masu. I have something to do there today."

After Albuquerque left yesterday, Fang Xing passed the news to Zhu Zhanji, so today will be the final negotiation.

"I have to go, otherwise that kid will be fooled."

Zhang Shuhui scowled, rubbing the towel in her hand on Fang Xing's face vigorously.

"Oh! You mother-in-law, this is to murder her... Hey! Wipe it lightly, this is a face, not..."

"There is shit!"

Zhang Shuhui handed the towel to Xiao Bai, and then helped Fang Xing change his clothes.

Fang Xing's face was rubbed red, and he sternly directed at Xiao Bai who was gloating next to him, and then said, "All you need to do is to wear comfortable clothes, not to be a bridegroom!"

After Zhang Shuhui arranged his clothes for him, she glanced sideways and said: "If you have the ability, you will find a second wife to come in, and your concubine will live with Xiaobai in the wing."

Xiaobai waved his small fist and said: "Well, I will bring bells and rhubarb when the time comes, and I will follow the wife, not the young master."

Fang Xing knew that he couldn't reason with a woman, so he greeted him quickly and flashed people.

"Husband, come back early."

Woman! It's always so troublesome!

Fang Xing turned his head and gave a bright smile, waved his hand, and left the inner courtyard.

When Fang Xing's back was no longer visible, Zhang Shuhui said in a daze: "Xiao Bai, ask Hua Niang to prepare some light medicated meals."

...

Because of the Qiuwei, Jinling City has become a bit more lively. Those storytellers are also making fun of them, telling stories about talented scholars and beautiful ladies, and the students who have not been selected are willing to pay for the tea.

Fang Xing came all the way to the Ministry of Households. Zhu Zhanji had already arrived, and he was talking to Xia Yuanji about the harvest this summer.

After seeing Fang Xing, Xia Yuanji smiled and said: "Dehua is here, your health is not good, why not let His Highness try it yourself today."

Fang Xing was taken aback, and then smiled: "I have this intention. Your Highness should try it too."

The two talked as if they were playing a riddle, and Zhu Zhanji vaguely knew that it had something to do with him.

After Xia Yuanji left, Fang Xing didn't need to ask him, and explained: "Master Xia meant to let you get in touch with political affairs, so that's okay... it's okay, that's what it meant."

In fact, Xia Yuanji's words have another meaning: You let the grandson stand up earlier, and who will stare at you by then?

But how old is Zhu Zhanji? And above him are Zhu Di and the prince. If he dares to rise, the situation in the DPRK will definitely change drastically.

The final change is definitely not conducive to Zhu Zhanji!

After the two went in and sat down, Fang Xing took a small baggage from Xin Laoqi's hand, then waved his hand, and immediately there was no one in this room.

"I heard that you have a lot of women?"

Fang Xing frowned and asked.

Most people don't dare to ask this, and they are not qualified to ask.

Zhu Zhanji blushed, "Brother Dehua, who... who said that! The younger brother is clean and self-conscious..."

Fang Xing said contemptuously: "I've made it clear to you, you don't know how expensive you are when you are young, how old are you? Be careful to die young!"

Zhu Zhanji died too early in the original history. He handed over the huge country to the prince who was only a few years old and had to let his mother, the current prince concubine, listen to politics.

Tumubao!

Thinking of this place name, Fang Xing made his teeth tickled with hatred, so he stared at Zhu Zhanji and said, "I have to count on you for the rest of my life, give me some relaxation!"

Zhu Zhanji's complexion was dark, but Fang Xing's remarks turned out to be black and red. After opening the baggage, he looked at the small porcelain bottles and wondered: "Brother Dehua, what are these things?"

"Cod liver oil, and some miscellaneous supplements, with a note attached to it. Go back and take it according to the instructions."

"Less sophistry!."

Seeing Zhu Zhanji want to argue, Fang Xing said politely: "You are a young man, and you are still growing up! Take a moment."

Zhu Zhanji remembered that his bad reputation had reached Fang Xing's ears, and he couldn't help but recalled his recent life, and then felt a little embarrassed.

"His Royal Highness, the Envoy of Vala is here."

Fortunately, the arrival of Albuquerque made Zhu Zhanji less embarrassed. He sternly said, "Let him in."

Xin Laoqi and Xiao Dao immediately stood behind Fang Xing, one tall and burly, the other thin, looking a little strange.

As soon as Albugu came in, he bowed and saluted Zhu Zhanji first, and then Fang Xing again, looking very sincere.

"Sit down, messenger."

Fang Xing greeted him, and then whispered to Zhu Zhanji: "See clearly, this is the alliance under the city. Give me a stab at it!"

Zhu Zhanji nodded slightly and said that he had received it. After Albugu sat down, he asked, "Have you considered the messenger?"

Today is Zhu Zhanji speaking in person?

Albugou glanced at Fang Xing, and when he saw Fang Xing closing his eyes, he felt a little relieved.

"His Royal Highness, the grassland has been affected this year. Can you reduce it? After all, after our Vala has been weakened, the Tatars are afraid that they will take the opportunity... Sit up!"

Zhu Zhanji said expressionlessly: "If Alutai dares to make a difference, I will not stand idly by!"

This rejection is really stiff!

Albuquerque was overjoyed and looked sad: "His Royal Highness, I have lost most of the youth this year. If we compensate like this~www.NovelMTL.com~ I am afraid I will not be able to make it through this winter!"

"I also heard about your kindness from your Highness on the grassland. Here, I implore your Highness to give me a little bit of your kindness, and then my ministry will be the screen of the Ming Dynasty forever."

Zhu Zhanji thought for a while, and when he was about to habitually agree, Fang Xing's dry cough sounded.

The Ming Dynasty has always been good to the vassal countries, but when Albugu was weaker, it really worked.

Just when Albuquerque was happy, Fang Xing's dry cough sounded.

What's wrong? Can't the majestic Emperor Da Ming decide one thing?

Fang Xing opened his eyes and muttered like a dream: "Made! Lack of money!" Then he closed his eyes.

It's like sleepwalking!

Zhu Zhanji was taken aback, and immediately said: "The vassal is not a vassal. This depends on future performance, but now my Ming expedition to the grassland has cost countless money and food, messenger, the conditions cannot be changed!"

Made! This sinister guy!

Albugou couldn't help gritting his teeth secretly when he saw Fang Xing's appearance, but Zhu Zhanji went on to say something, and he had to change his words.

"The people of King Hening have already negotiated with me, Daming, and the ordnance will be shipped to the grassland in the past few days!"

This sentence is the last straw, Albugu said bitterly: "His Royal Highness, can I buy Daming's ordnance?"

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said: "Yes."

Albuquerque said dejectedly: "His Royal Highness, can the price be lower? After all, Alutai is so powerful!"

"10% lower than the Tatars."

Fang Xing had already opened his eyes. After Zhu Zhanji finished speaking, he stared at Albu Gu and said: "Go back and tell Mahamu, and also tell Mahamu's children and grandchildren that I am Daming, not the cattle and sheep you raised!"

Zhu Zhanji also said vigorously: "I have a million men in Ming Dynasty. The messenger will go back and tell King Shunning, so I can do it for myself!"