Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

"Your Majesty..."

Hu Guang didn't dare to find trouble for Zhu Di during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he had to talk about political affairs and walked out of the East Palace in apathy.

Not far after coming out, Hu Guang stopped.

"Brother, Fang Xing sent a lot of dried fruits and crabs. You are not allowed to give them away this time!"

Wanwan was turning over a few large baskets, exclaiming from time to time, appearing extremely happy.

Zhu Zhanji said helplessly: "Do you treat me as a rice bucket?"

"You can eat it!"

Wanwan took out a crab with his feet tied up, and said with bright eyes: "Look, big brother, this crab is really fun, can I take it back and keep it?"

"good……"

Zhu Zhanji touched the top of his head and felt that having a younger sister was really...

"His Royal Highness, Sheriff."

The smile disappeared on Zhu Zhanji's face, "Master Hu."

Wanwan put down the crab and stood beside Zhu Zhanji, feeling that the old man in front of her was resentful.

Hu Guang glanced at Wanwan. He knew that the little princess often went to Fang's house, which was also a reason for intimacy.

"His Royal Highness." Hu Guang bowed and said, "His Royal Highness is bold and smart. You should focus on your studies and not play around."

Is this old man crazy or suffocating?

After Zhu Zhanji was startled, he said solemnly: "Xueshi Hu is right, but tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival."

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, isn't your family preparing for it?

Not to mention ordinary people, the royal family also has to leave favors during festivals, and those who deserve to be rewarded are rewarded. Don't be stingy with those who deserve to be complimented.

By the way, the royal family has the most things in the festival.

Hu Guang's expression suffocated, and the continuous bumping into the wall today finally made him unable to bear it.

"His Royal Highness, your studies should focus on Confucianism, and it is better to go less with Uncle Xinghe."

After Hu Guang said it, he regretted it, but he didn't want to remedy it. He simply looked at Zhu Zhanji and waited for his answer.

"But I like it, eldest brother has to accompany me!"

Zhu Zhanji was thinking about the words, but Wanwan was already stabs unhappy.

Looking at those big eyes, Hu Guang was speechless somehow.

Do you want to reason with the little princess?

Well, if you win, you are bullying the small! shameless!

If you lose, ha ha!

Saliva can drown you!

Zhu Zhanji smiled and shouted: "Wan Wan! Don't be rude!"

"But I like to go to Fang Xing's house! Humph!"

Wanwan left a word and ran away, followed by a long walk of maidservants.

"Master Hu..."

Zhu Zhanji's complexion darkened, and then he handed the crab to Yu Jia: "Go, send it to Wanwan, and see if she is crying by the way."

Hu Guang was speechless, so he had to bow and say, "The minister is innocent, please atone for your sins."

Zhu Zhanji said faintly: "Xing Hebo is a scholar of heaven and man, and grandpa emperor is always admired, Hu Xueshi is afraid he has some misunderstandings!"

Hu Guang was speechless, no matter whether what Zhu Zhanji said was true or false, could he still dare to go to Zhu Di to verify it?

Just when Hu Guang was depressed, Zhu Gaoxu was drinking very hilariously.

Fang Xingku sat opposite, looking at the table full of meat dishes, but he could only move a few things, and couldn't help feeling sad.

When the knife on the side saw Fang Xing's chopsticks heading towards the ‘braised hoofs’, he coughed a few times.

"Hey!"

Fang Xing reluctantly turned his chopsticks on top of the stewed chicken, and clamped a chicken leg fiercely.

"Zi!"

Zhu Gaoxu swallowed a plump hoof, drank another good wine, and said contentedly: "Compared with you, the dishes prepared by my cook are just like those in the army."

"Then quit your cook."

Fang Xing was very depressed. Seeing Zhu Gaoxu's hearty food, he almost wanted to collect all these dishes and let him eat the plate.

"Hey Fang wakes up, eat it!"

Zhu Gaoxu dismantled his hoof and persuaded him, as if this was his home.

Fang Xing reluctantly watched that the hoof was torn apart by him, and said depressed: "I have eaten too much at noon, please feel free to please."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Zhu Gaoxu burst into laughter suddenly, and said with joy: "I knew you can't eat big meat, I'm here to greet you tonight, hahahaha!"

Your sister!

Fang Xing rolled his eyes, put down his chopsticks and asked, "How does the prince spend the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Zhu Gaoxu drank the wine drunkly, and said in a dull way: "What else can I do? The women in the family will not stop, and more than a dozen sons are even more like black corns. It's boring!"

"More than ten sons?"

Fang Xing almost died of envy.

Zhu Gaoxu said without any sense of accomplishment: "Yes, there are only a dozen or so, who you want to see is squeaked, and I will give it to you back."

What a heroic!

"Is it great to have a son?" Fang Xing said obliquely, "When we give birth to dozens of him in the future, then the two families will fight in a group?"

"Just your small body?"

Zhu Gaoxu looked at Fang Xing contemptuously, and then said sternly: "I heard that you were confronted with Hu Guang? Have you suffered?"

"No." Fang Xing denied, "It's just doing poetry and chatting."

"Talk to me when you have something to do, and I will take the guards to support you at that time."

Although Zhu Gaoxu had no brains, he was very sensitive to civil and military disputes, so he came to help after hearing about it.

After the meal, Zhu Gaoxu packed a half-carriage of dried fruits and went home contentedly, and plausibly said that there are more women and children in his family, and if they are less, he will probably fight in groups.

But this guy was quite upright, and it didn't take long before he got home to send someone back in return.

When the gastrodia was dark, Chang Jianxun personally sent a carriage in return.

"Uncle Xinghe, this is a gift from my prince."

Fang Xing sniffed ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and smelled a **** smell. He leaned over and took a look, well, it turned out to be a half-killed cow.

This gift in return is too terrible!

Said it was a carriage, but there was no carport. This half of the cow was pulled from the city to Fangjiazhuang in such a grand manner.

"That's how you got here?"

Fang Xing felt that Zhu Gaoxu was not upright, but too upright!

Chang Jianxun said nonchalantly: "It's okay, my prince often pulls beef into the city like this."

As soon as Chang Jianxun's forefoot was gone, the family members all went into battle together and dismembered the half of the cow within two strokes.

"Barbecue, barbecue!"

"OK!"

Xiaobai clapped his hands and applauded.

Because there is no good preservation method, the beef must be processed today and tomorrow, or it will be discarded.

After Hua Niang saw the beef, her eyes gleamed and said, "Master, I will eat the good parts today and tomorrow. Can the others be marinated?"

Fang Xing nodded, and Fang's house smelled of braised beef throughout the night.

...

The next day, when Fang woke up, the breakfast was actually beef noodles, and he was overjoyed.

On the chewy noodles are pieces of braised beef and sliced ​​braised beef. Several emerald green coriander are dotted on it, which makes people appetite.

"Here are two cloves of garlic." I asked the old doctor yesterday, saying that it's better to eat some meat and fish properly, but Fang Xingxi is not good.

You must have garlic to eat beef noodles, otherwise you will not enjoy yourself.

Zhang Shuhui said disgustedly: "Husband, I had bad breath."

Fang Xing laughed and said, "You don't understand, the more smelly the better."

After eating the beef noodles, seeing Zhang Shuhui and Xiao Bai still being there slowly, Fang Xing breathed a sigh of relief over there, and then went out with a big laugh.

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