Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

In the front hall, Sibo Yoshiwon sat down wearily, and Fang Wuyi stared at him with indifference. Liewen.com www"W. LieWen. Cc

When seeing Fang Xing coming in, Sibo Yoshimoto almost rushed over and knelt on the ground and said, "Uncle, please save Yoshimoto."

Fang Xing was startled, stepped back two steps, and said in surprise: "Spo Yoshimoto, why are you?"

Sipo Yoshimoto's image was a little embarrassed at this time, especially the stinking stinks on his body, so Fang Xing, who has always been careful about hygiene, asked, covering his nose.

"Uncle, Yoshimoto was assassinated just now!"

Fang Xing bypassed Sibo Yoshimoto and sat on the main seat, resting his cheek in his hand and asked, "You are a student of the Japanese country, why do others want to kill you?"

Yeah, what did I do so that others would kill me?

The panic in Spo Yoshimoto's eyes gradually dissipated, and his calmness returned to him.

Fang Xing also saw the change in his expression, and said impatiently: "Think about who you have offended, and then go to apologize."

Who can offend?

Although Sibo Yoshimoto had not been in Daming for a short time, a Japanese widow could not reach the upper-class figures. In the end, he had to gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Yoshimoto is guilty. I went to find those bachelors and Ji Gang."

"what?"

Fang Xing took a breath and looked at him incredulously: "Are you crazy? That Ji Gang is a taboo in Daming, so dare you go find him?"

"You are self-inflicted!" Fang Xing shook his head: "Ji Gang has many enemies, and there are more people who can't understand him. You, a Gentile student, dare to get involved, why not die?"

Yeah?

Sibo Yoshimoto remembered the evaluation of Ji Gang in the Imperial College.

——That is a vicious dog, a vicious dog raised by your majesty!

Sweat finally dripped from Sibo Yoshimoto's chin. It was winter, but his back was soaked.

"Uncle, save me..."

Thinking of the gold that he gave out last time, Fang Xing accepted it calmly, Sibo Yoshimoto said, "There is a lot of money in Yoshimoto's house, and I would like to give it to my uncle."

The Sibo family held important positions in the Northern Dynasties for a long time. Of course, there is no shortage of money, only the opportunity to climb up.

However, today's assassination made Sibo Yoshimoto's heart cold, knowing that his indiscretion in Jinling City had finally attracted the attention of interested people.

"This is just a warning, it seems that the other party doesn't want to kill you yet."

Fang Xing did not accept the money-giving stubble, and said faintly: "If you make a mistake afterwards, then Jinling will be your burial place!"

"Go back." Fang Xing thought that tomorrow would be thirty, so he got up and said: "I'll let someone take you back. There will be quiet for a while, and nothing will happen."

Sibo Yoshimoto hurriedly thanked him. He wanted to stay at Fang's house overnight, but Fang Xing looked like this was impossible.

At the door, Fang Xing nodded to Fang Wu, and then went to the backyard.

"please."

When he got on the carriage, Sibo Yoshimoto felt that someone outside was peeping at him. He suddenly raised the curtain of the car, but he didn't see anything.

When he was near Wuxue, Fang Wu suddenly came out of the car.

"My master asked me to tell you that if you get entangled with Ji Gang again, you don't want to go to Shangjiazhuang. If you take one step, you will discount your legs!"

Sibo Yoshimoto only felt cold in his heart, thinking that even Taisun's teacher would stay away from Ji Gang, then his behavior today is really killing him!

On the second day, the last day of the 12th year of Yongle, the atmosphere of the Fang family was no different from that of the New Year.

Fang Xing went out for inspections as usual, but regrettably did not see Li Mao at the side of the canal. After asking, he knew that the goods had already gone back to Beiping.

Back home, Fang Xing went to the warehouse to check Zhu Gaoxu's share of the spoils last night.

"Silver is mostly! It seems that he still has too little gold on hand."

But as long as there is a gain, Fang Xing closed the warehouse and confessed to the knife to spread some rumors.

There are rumors in Jinling City every day, but there is very little about Ji Gang. People who can't provoke him dare not let go, and those who can provoke him are unwilling to be entangled by this vicious dog.

But Fang Xing has no scruples, because he has the means of spreading the times.

Tomorrow is Zhengdan, and there are countless people who come out to buy goods for the New Year, as well as people of all kinds who get vacations, and Jinling City is crowded.

The side of a meat stall was crowded with people, and the butcher brandished a knife and chopped the meat out as required. At this moment, a conversation between two people came from the wall behind.

"So Ji Gang actually dared to blackmail the foreign students' money?"

"That's Jin Yiwei, why doesn't he dare!"

"But isn't we Daming preferential treatment to foreign students?"

"That also depends on the target! The Japanese pirates are so cruel, and if Ji Gang moves the students of the Japanese country, I think your Majesty will not be angry."

"..."

Both the butcher and the meat buyer looked at the wall with face to face, and those who knew the family whispered, "This is Lu Shang Shu's family."

Lu Zhen?

That's your majesty's favorite! No wonder you dare to speak ill of Ji Gang.

After these few passages were over, the meat seller dared not sell it, and hurriedly closed the stall and prepared to change the place.

"I dare not come to this place in the future..."

After the people walked, the knife pretended to pass by here, like a half-old kid jumping excitedly after getting the lucky money, jumped up violently under the wall, and took down a small object that looked similar to the color of the wall.

After walking a few places, the knife carefully recovered these things, and then went back to report to Fang Xing.

Fang Xing took these small things and put them away after checking.

"Master, are you helping Spo Yoshimoto?"

The knife asked curiously.

"Yes!"

Fang Xing was thinking about making some good things to eat out at night, so he casually said: "If Ji Gang angers Sibo Yoshimoto, then my layout will be useless."

Xiaodao didn't know Fang Xing's specific idea, but she was itchy in her heart and looked at Fang Xing eagerly.

Fang Xing finished the big dishes to be made in the evening. He looked up and saw what he looked like. He couldn't help but laughed: "You Hoo, a good thing from the Japanese nation, have a pivotal role in Daming's future, do you understand?"

Ma Su just came in and said: "Teacher, are you talking about my Daming currency?"

"Um."

Fang Xing thought about the New Year, so he said: "When the New Year is over, you and Taisun will do your homework, and the topic is Daming's currency."

The Fang family is lively, the palace is not bad, there are lights and festoons everywhere, and even Zhu Di's face is softer.

"Grandpa Emperor, will you give Wanwan a red envelope tomorrow?"

Wanwan accompanied Zhu Zhanji to see Zhu Di, and asked for benefits as soon as they met.

Zhu Di was stunned, and Zhu Zhanji hurriedly said: "Thank you not to be rude. Didn't your mother give you gold beads?"

Wanwan frowned and said with her slender fingers: "But Fang Xing said that on Zhengdan, Wanwan should give Grandpa Huang a New Year's greetings, and then Grandpa Huang will give Wanwan a red envelope and pack a lot of money."

Zhu Di gave a cold snort~www.NovelMTL.com~ Then you come tomorrow, after Zhaohe. "

Is this promised?

Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but look at Wanwan, thinking that his sister is really...

Zhu Di was also a little unnatural, coughing dryly, "I heard that Fang Xinggang just asked someone to give you a question?"

Zhu Zhanji hurriedly calmed his mind and said: "It is, Xing Hebo asked his grandson to think about my Daming currency after the new year."

"Currency? What a big question!"

Zhu Di remembered that the treasure banknotes had almost become waste paper. It was Xia Yuanji that linked the treasure banknotes to the price of salt, which saved Daming's finances. He nodded and said, "You can go to Xia Yuanji for advice on this subject."

Zhu Zhanji replied: "Xing He Bo said that treasure notes are credit currency, but my Daming treasure notes are unplanned. More importantly, I have no gold and silver reserves corresponding to the volume of treasure notes. , So it's difficult..."

Zhu Di had a headache when he thought of this. He waved his hand and said, "Tomorrow is Zhengdan, you can decide this for yourself."