Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

The matter of Li Maofang was just a forum for people who had ended the holidays, and the news of Zhang Wannian's promotion afterwards was finally confirmed. ΔWWW. "LieWen. Cc

Zhang Hong's position is Sanqi Sheren, Ling Dao Su Wei.

"He is the proton of my Zhang family in His Majesty's hands."

Zhang Fu said without concealment: "Your Majesty's pro-army has many honorable children who serve. One is because of his loyalty, and the other is Proton."

Fang Xing was a little dumbfounded. This was not at ease and loyal. He felt that this truth didn't make sense.

Zhang Fu smiled: "If the family rebels, then Proton is an abandoned son, understand?"

"I see."

Fang Xing understood that this so-called proton was just a tacit understanding between the monarch and his subjects.

Take Zhang's family as an example. If Zhang Fu is determined to rebel, then Zhang Fan's life and death are really insignificant.

But your Zhang family doesn't care about Zhang Fu, what about the other children's families?

These positions with a little restraint are a balance. The emperor is telling his honorable fellows that you should work hard. These children will defend Jinling, and if they have a good performance, I will naturally not hesitate to reward them.

Seeing Fang Xing's expression gradually unfolding, Zhang Fu felt relieved.

"This is the balance, the ubiquitous balance."

Fang Xing realized something: "Your Majesty and the officials must balance, and the court must balance with the world. Step by step, everything in the world will be in this balance. Once it goes out of the way, small things will lead to disaster, and large ones will lead to chaos!"

When he got home, Fang Xing had some feelings, but the deeper place was covered by clouds and mountains, and he couldn't see clearly and the way.

"However, taking the wealth of the foreign nations supplements my Da Ming. This is also a kind of balance!"

"Master, that Sibo Yoshimoto has been shrunk in his residence recently, and he dare not leave the door."

Xiaodao sent the latest news, which made Fang Xing very happy.

"Where is Ji Gang?"

Fang Xing really looked forward to how Ji Gang would react.

"Ji Gang hasn't gone out much recently. Once he goes out, there are more than 20 riders around him, and he surrounds him in the middle."

"What is Ji Gang up to now?" The news made Fang Xing even more secretive.

It seems that the two snipers before and after have made Ji Gang anxious and uneasy.

But just when Fang Xingan Shuang, Ji Gang actually sent someone to send a gift.

"My lord said, just because Zhengdan has been so busy so far, I can't come, please forgive me Xinghebo."

The visitor was Wang Qian, and he sat down, laughing and laughing, as if he was a relative.

Fang Xing took the gift list and saw that they were all calligraphy and painting porcelain and other things, and said lightly: "But Fang's family is poor, I can't afford it!"

Wang Qian frowned, watching the knife staring at him at the door and Xin Laoqi both wearing new clothes, and the fabric looked so exquisite that he had never seen it before, and he couldn't help but feel contemptuous in his heart. Fang Xing stinged.

But after sitting for a while, Wang Qian got up and left, with a very humble attitude.

As soon as they left, Fang Xing ordered the knife to check whether Wang Qian was just coming to Fangjiazhuang to give gifts.

The news came quickly, and Ji Gang actually gave gifts to people who had a gap with him this time, but the ministers such as academicians were not involved at all.

"Is this guy really right?"

Not only Fang Xing has this question, many people have the same question.

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"Zhu Xing He Bo is in charge of Jubao Mountain Guard..."

Fang Xing received this order on the first day of formal work.

The **** who came to issue the decree was the eunuch. After the procedures were over, he coughed and said: "Uncle Xinghe, Jubaoshanwei is a military officer of His Royal Highness Taisun. Your Majesty hopes that you will be conscientious and help your Highness Taisun."

Fang Xing took out a small purse, handed it carelessly, and then smiled: "Father-in-law, please tell your Majesty. I don't go to the camp often. As for your Royal Highness, that naturally didn't say anything. If you are not convinced, you will fight! Until he is convinced."

"You, you! Our house is gone."

When he went back, the **** told Zhu Di about the whole process, especially the little purse. He dubiously touched it out and opened it, "Your Majesty, this is the benefit given by Xing He Bo."

The **** goes to pass the decree and receive some benefits from others. This has become an unspoken rule of non-disclosure. As long as it is not excessive, Zhu Di also opens his eyes and closes his eyes.

Zhu Di glanced at him and said disgustedly: "Is this the only thing he would give to the people around me?"

There is only one silver statue in the small purse, weighing at most two or two, but it is in the shape of the birthday star.

When the **** saw Zhu Zhanji coming in, he smiled and said, "Xing He Bo, this is turning a corner to wish your Majesty a longevity!"

"The old slave also followed the light and can wait on your Majesty for a long time."

Zhu Zhanji took a look and said, "Grandson thanked Grandpa Emperor."

Zhu Di snorted coldly: "Since it is the person you have chosen, if you make a mistake afterwards, don't blame me for being merciless!"

It's like the kings used to have their own guards, thousands more.

But now King Han and King Zhao also have their own guards, and there is no reason why Zhu Zhanji, who is the grandson of the emperor, does not have it. That would somewhat weaken the honor of the grandson.

The Taisun Youjun in front was just a title, and they were all rearranged in the end.

Zhu Zhanji bowed and said: "Xing He Bo is a man of love and justice, civil and military, indifferent to fame and fortune, grandson does not regret it!"

Zhu Di looked at Zhu Zhanji with complicated eyes, and said faintly: "From now on, Jubao Mountain Guard will obey me and your dispatch, and make meritorious service in battle. You can count it yourself."

The meaning of this is very clear, that is to say that Fang Xing's title is probably here. No matter how much credit he has made, the matter of rewarding merits will be solved by himself after Zhu Zhanji takes over.

Fang Xing had already noticed something in the imperial edict, Huang Zhongxing didn't return, he just thought it over and laughed.

As long as your old Zhu is the emperor, I won't dare to be promoted to the title again.

In the barracks, when Fang Xing appeared, the soldiers who heard the news cheered.

Fang Xing smiled and said, "You are cheering now, but I want to tell you that your suffering days are here!"

Hearing that all the soldiers felt cold, and the painful experience of being drilled by Fang Xing was recalled again.

Since Lao Zhu handed over this team to himself, Fang Xing would certainly not be polite.

"I will let you wait for a while, allowing meat and alcohol."

Fang Xing smiled and groaned in front of the array with his hands under his shoulder, but then the conversation turned around.

"From tomorrow ~www.NovelMTL.com~ everyone must learn. Wu Yue is a newcomer, so Shen Hao will spend more time teaching his colleagues."

Lin Qun'an gave Fang Xing a grateful look, and felt that he was fighting for the welfare of his old army.

I want someone to teach you to read and read these days, especially in the military. It's really rare to see.

But Fang Xing not only taught his subordinates to read and write, but also taught a variety of knowledge. Lin Qun'an saw that Fang Xing's subordinates could easily make drawings, and he was even more knowledgeable about arithmetic, and from time to time he would say things that others would not understand.

But under Fang Xing's smile was a cruel heart!

Originally, Lin Qun'an's subordinates had a lot of admiration for the other side. When the old sergeants of Baoshan gather in with the excuse of teaching, it won't take long for those sergeants to turn their minds.

This is mixed with sand! The original Luo Qidian model is really weak.

"There can only be one voice in the army!"

Fang Xing looked at the soldiers who were burning, and said lightly.