Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Because Zhu Di is going to the small school today, Zhu Gaochi is busy.

Just as he looked down at the memorial, Liang Zhong came in and said: "Your Highness, Fuyang Hou, please see me."

Zhu Gaochi raised his head and said tiredly: "Didn't he go to the small school with his father? Why did he come alone?"

Zhu Di didn't come back, you, Li Maofang, came back. Could it be that something happened?

"Let him in."

Zhu Gaochi had some unswerving ways.

Princess Yongping is Zhu Gaochi's own sister, but she is also the sister of Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui. Zhu Gaochi is not a big fan of playing Xiao Yongping, so when he grows up, the two brothers and sisters are somewhat separated.

Later, after her husband, Li Maofang's father Li Rang, passed away, she was like a wild horse, feeling that the Hou Mansion could no longer let her gallop, so...

"The youngest..."

Zhu Gaosui's mouth was sweet since he was young, not only coaxing the Zhu Di and his wife to treat him like their own flesh, but also to win over those eunuchs and palace ladies.

Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, Zhu Gaosui has the style of courtesy and virtuous corporal. It feels like a spring breeze to get along with him.

"Uncle... Your Royal Highness."

Li Maofang wanted to be uncle, but seeing that Zhu Gaochi's fat face was a little impatient, he changed his slogan to his Royal Highness in the middle.

Zhu Gaochi rubbed his forehead and said, "What's the matter with you?"

Li Maofang knelt down and said: "His Royal Highness, today the minister spoke in front of Your Majesty a bit faster, I am afraid... I may make his old man angry, so please look at your highness for the sake of the minister's demeanor. The minister is very grateful. "

After some dry words were said, Li Maofang looked at Zhu Gaochi expectantly.

The uncle of the prince was soft-hearted, and Li Maofang had heard it many times from his mother, Princess Yongping since he was a child.

Zhu Gaochi was in a daze. Just when Li Maofang thought he was soft-hearted, Zhu Gaochi asked, "Who won?"

Li Maofang was taken aback, and when he was about to answer, Zhu Zhanji came back.

Without even looking at Li Maofang who was kneeling on the ground, Zhu Zhanji said with joy, "Father, Fang Caixing and Bo Da won a complete victory."

Zhu Gaochi's fat face trembled and asked, "Where is Wu'anhou?"

Zhu Zhanji said in a high spirit: "Wu'anhou had a sudden illness. Grandpa Emperor reprimanded him for being helpless. He has been cut into Wu'anbo. He will immediately retrieve the iron ticket."

Zhu Gaochi firmly squeezed the pen in his hand, tried his best to conceal the joy on his face, and said faintly: "Since this is the case, let your mother send some gifts to Fang's house, and by the way, let Wanwan come back earlier."

Speaking of Wanwan, Zhu Gaochi showed a jealous look unconsciously.

Zhu Zhanji responded with a smile and ignored Li Maofang, so he went to see the princess.

After Zhu Zhanji left, Zhu Gaochi said faintly: "You go now. Father has his own punishment, so there is no need to worry."

Li Maofang wanted to say a few more words, but Zhu Gaochi got up and asked someone to bring a memorial to Zhu Di.

...

When Fang Xing led his department to Jubaomen, the small banner officer who was guarding the door saw that many people in Fang Xing's department were injured.

"Brother, who won?"

The sergeant squinted at him, disdainfully said: "When have I lost the Ju Baoshan Guard!"

The little banner officer asked again: "But really?"

As the sergeant walked forward, he said impatiently: "Zheng Heng has been decimated. Who do you think will win?"

The small banner officer stopped, and turned around and shouted at his men with joy: "We won! We won! We won!"

The sergeants all the way looked at him in surprise, wondering if this man was stupid.

This is the victory of my Jubaoshanwei. What does it have to do with your gatekeeper?

The little banner officer trot back and said overjoyed: "Look at what I said, it really is Xing He Bo won? If it weren't for me, the bets you placed would have been given to the dealer..."

Fang Xing didn’t know that he had indirectly made a small fortune. When he returned to the camp, he arranged for the doctor to kill pigs and sheep, and take out fine wine from the cellar...

Gee! Something is still missing!

Fang Xing was a little excited when he defeated his opponent by a big margin and defeated his old enemy Zheng Heng.

"Everyone cooks slowly, and wait for me to come back."

Fang Xing gave an confession and called the family members, and a hundred households followed home.

"Master has a big victory..."

"Jung Hyung vomited blood..."

Zhang Shuhui learned today's news from Zhu Zhanji only a little later, and at the same time she blamed Fang Xing for concealing it, she also felt very happy.

In the front hall, Xiao Bai Zheng and Wan Wan were teasing the little goose, Zhang Shuhui took the posture of the head wife and waved her small hand.

"Uncle Jay Lun, the whole village has it today. Each family has a catty of flour and half a catty of shrimp skins, and they all make dumplings to eat!"

Fang Xing found a few cold storages in the warehouse last time. Many of the seafood in them were mostly dry goods, and there were a lot of dried shrimps.

Thinking that Fang Xing almost couldn't wake up because of Zheng Heng's insidious trick, Fang Jaylun said with joy: "Madam, don't worry, today the old slave will definitely make everyone feel the gratitude of revenge!"

Soon, there was a shout from the place where the villagers gathered: "Every family sends people to the main house! Zheng Heng was cut off from the house, and the master vomited blood, and the lady sent something!"

"Send something again?"

An old man in his seventies was relaxing under the eaves~www.NovelMTL.com~ Hearing this shout, he asked his grandson.

"Grandpa, what happened when Zheng Heng caused his master to be seriously ill!"

The grandson was contented with a look of revenge: "Grandpa, it's fine now. It's so pleasant to be slashed by the jue and vomited blood by the young master!"

The old man stood up trembling as soon as he heard it, scared his grandson to rush up to support him, and complained: "Grandpa, be careful too! If you have something wrong, my father will not kill me!"

The old man hummed, "That's a bad embryo at any time. The last time the master fell ill, he made it bad. Let me go and help me go."

When the grandson heard this, he persuaded: "Grandpa, you'd better stay at home, and grandson will go."

"No!" The old man stretched out his hand and pressed his grandson's shoulders and said: "In ancient times, the generals won a battle, and the servants and dealers in the house had to celebrate. The master treated us so well. If I don't go, I can't sleep at night. I feel bad! "

After going out, everyone discovered that all the dealers in Zhuangzi had come out all by appointment.

Such a wave of people gushed out from inside, because the water had just arrived upstream, and the Lijiazhuang households who had come to divert the water saw it, and immediately sat down on the ground.

In the last water grab, the painful memories of 80 old men and children in Fangjiazhuang who were all in the battle at the age of several years immediately came up...

"Run! People from Fangjiazhuang are calling again..."

Li Maozheng was anxious because of the Houtianxiang's test release, so he was holding a beautiful maid in the day to announce that.

When he was getting fun, this scream and the flustered footsteps outside choked his movements, and then he realized that his fellow had...

"Run..."

When he finally found out that it was just a false alarm, Li Mao found out in a panic that the guy...can't get up!

"Fang Xing, I'm never finished with you..."