Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

After receiving the imperial decree, the accompanying Yushi Wang Liang bowed and said: "I have seen Xing Hebo, and I went to the official Zhejiang Dao Yushi Wang Liang."

Fang Xing said with a smile: "Wang Yushi, since your majesty has sent you here, then Fang has left the supervision to you. If there is anything wrong, let's discuss it together."

"I don't dare to subordinate."

Wang Liang said solemnly: "Your Majesty's will is to make the subordinates obey the orders of Xing He Bo."

Fang Xing felt very boring because of the tough censorship. After a few words of greeting, he asked Zhang Jin to arrange Wang Liang's accommodation.

"Uncle, your Majesty is going to prepare to kill?"

Huang Zhong asked slightly.

In the purpose just now, Zhu Di said murderously that he wanted to thoroughly investigate the entire Zhejiang officialdom, and that Taizhou Mansion was nothing more than a starter.

Fang Xing said faintly: "The cleaning up of Zhejiang has nothing to do with me. I just used this opportunity to clean up Taizhou Mansion here."

The purpose was only to let Fang Xing clean up the corruption here, which also made him let go of his worrying heart.

If Zhu Di asked Fang to wake up and clean up the entire officialdom of Zhejiang, after the incident, he would probably become the most hated honorable person.

As the emperor, if you hate a courtier, let him do things that offend others.

But if you want to reuse him, you probably have to let him do something offensive.

"Otherwise, how can I find an excuse to take him down in the future?"

After washing a little, Wang Liang hurried to find Fang Xing.

"Uncle Xinghe, the next official wants to go to the city and find some news from the prefect."

Fang Xing put down the book and frowned at this Yushi.

Wang Liang was a little thin and couldn't wait.

Fang Xing noticed that his fingers were rough and moved in his heart, and said: "Fang feels that it is not a good time recently. After all, there are so many people, what do you think?"

Wang Liang hey said, "Could it be that the prefecture is among them? That really sucks!"

Fang Xing did not answer this question, but got up and said, "Fang is going to the fishing village. If Wang Yushi is interested, he can go with him."

Of course Wang Liang will go. His mission here is to monitor, and what Fang Xing does is also the subject of his monitoring.

After arriving at the last fishing village, Wang Liang was surprised to find that the fishermen woke up very enthusiastically.

This is not hypocritical and fearful enthusiasm. Wang Liang was born in poverty, so he could tell it at a glance.

"Uncle, all the fish we caught yesterday were delivered to Mr. Xu's shop."

A thin black man said with joy.

Fang Xing looked at the dried fish hanging at the door, and asked, "Can you receive the cash?"

The man rubbed his hands and couldn't hide his excitement: "I accept it. It's all thanks to my uncle. When I'm younger, I will burn some incense sticks for my uncle to bless my uncle and all generations."

Wang Liang had already heard some meaning, probably Fang Xing had found a way for these fishermen.

This Xinghe Bo is not bad!

In the eyes of most civil servants, this Xinghe Uncle was a renegade fellow, and he brought His Highness Taisun into chaos. What a shame of my Confucianism!

But today I saw Fang Xing chatting with these fishermen like the young man next door, and Wang Liang thought of his parents.

Wang Liang's parents were honest farmers, and the officials did what they said. After finally raising him, he naturally saw all the hardships.

It is not easy for the people.

Thinking of this, Wang Liang watched Fang Xing's words and deeds more carefully, but he saw Fang Xing's expression a little...

Fang Xing said embarrassingly: "You don't need to burn incense. It's better to save money to buy sweet food for the children."

Madan! I'm not dead, who is this burning incense for?

Wang Liang followed Fang Xing and visited several fishermen, and all he saw were joyful faces.

"Uncle, with this money this year, my family will be able to deal with those errands..."

An old man said gratefully, but his son asked expectantly: "Uncle, can you reduce those miscellaneous taxes?"

In the minds of these people, Fang Xing, the uncle, should be superior to the prefect, let alone the small officials.

Seeing these eager eyes, Fang Xing nodded cautiously: "I should do my best!"

On the way back, Wang Liang sighed: "How many corrupt officials have I killed since Emperor Taizu Gao! But now it seems that the killing is endless!"

Fang Xing didn't say a word, Wang Liang remembered the scene just now, and said: "Xing He Bo, the next official wants to check the Taizhou Mansion immediately to find out the ins and outs of these miscellaneous taxes."

"You can't find anything after you go."

After Fang Xing dropped these words, he rushed out.

"Why is this?"

Wang Liang wondered, wondering if all Taizhou Prefecture has deteriorated.

And in a gloomy room in the city, a man with a big mole on his left cheek said viciously: "That person has been found out, it is Fang Xing's staff, what should we do?"

There were a few men sitting in their hands, one of the short men said with confidence: "Master Wan, didn't you say that the chief envoy has already played? Then he will wake up and still be able to please?"

The man with the big mole squinted slightly, "That person should not be underestimated, after all, he is Taisun's teacher!"

The short man nodded and said, "Then let's relax a little bit, or else the jade and the stone will be burned in Jinling's furious anger!"

A strange smile appeared on the face of the man with the big mole: "If it has nothing to do with us..."

"hiss……"

The men below all took a breath~www.NovelMTL.com~ their eyes slowly turned to the cloudless horizon.

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"Xing Hebo, Xing Hebo..."

Since receiving the imperial decree, Fang Xing hasn't moved, and only supervises Xin Laoqi and others to train sergeants every day. I just read the book when I am free, as if I really want to cultivate my character.

Fang Xing put down the book and saw Wang Liang hurried in with more than a dozen subordinates, and asked, "Wang Yushi went to the palace?"

Wang Liang sweated profusely: "Exactly, it's just that the officials are hateful, and there are no flaws in the books."

"How are they receiving?"

Fang Xing sighed, then got up and waved to the knife outside the door.

Wang Liang stamped his feet and said, "Better than a banquet! Is it really unscrupulous!"

"It's going to start..."

Fang Xing sighed again: "I wanted to postpone more time, but now it seems that all parties are ready, the stage has been set up, and we are waiting for everyone to come on stage to sing..."

Wang Liang asked ignorantly: "Xing He Bo, what do you mean...they are vain and conspiracy? Then what is their support? With a large army here, don't they dare to rebel?"

"master."

The knife bowed.

"Go, summon people with more than 1,000 households to the lobby."

"Yes."

After the knife was gone, Fang Xing hung the Tang Dao around his waist and said to Wang Liang, "Wang Yushi, too."

Wang Liang was a little confused. He knew that Ju Baoshan Guards had made great achievements, but in Fang Xing's tone, he determined that those people were about to do it.

"Xinghe Bo, will there be anything in it..."

Fang Xing, who walked to the door, turned around and smiled slightly: "A game is like chess. No matter how clever the opponent is, as long as he moves, there will be traces to follow..."