Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Jinling city.

The test is over, but those candidates can't leave yet and have to wait for the list to be released.

After the exam, there were some who felt uneasy, some felt that there was nothing wrong with everything, and some felt that they would definitely be on the list, so they were still reviewing their homework.

As a rising star in Jinling's catering industry, Daiichixian has a lot of fame, and of course rich candidates will come to try it. Some also generously recruited those poor candidates, which can be regarded as an early investment.

In the first fresh room, two candidates are talking about the latest current affairs.

"I heard that Hu Xueshi is ill." A bearded examinee asked.

Another white-faced candidate sighed and said:

"It's said that Na Xing and Bo were raids and arrested in Yangzhou Mansion. Of course, scholars of my generation can't stand it anymore, so they blocked his place. Later... hey!"

"What happened later? You said it!" Hu urged.

The white-faced examinee immediately said angrily: "Na Xing and Uncle sent people out, and the righteous men who had beaten with sticks were all covered in bruises, and threatened to strip off their clothes."

"So arrogant?" Luhu felt too unbelievable. When did the scholars be beaten up by such a collective!

The white-faced examinee sighed: "Na Xing and Uncle said that the Xiucai met the soldiers, and it is unreasonable, let alone you are unreasonable!"

"Why is it ignorant?" He said angrily, "Na Xing and Bo Zong are the side of the misfortune, and he is also interested in miscellaneous studies. Does he have any reason?"

The white-faced examinee hesitated and said, "But... Xing Hebo caught a private salt dealer in Yangzhou!"

Angrily said: "What happened to the private salt dealer? He is still doing miscellaneous studies!"

The white-faced examinee said entangledly: "I heard that Na Xing and Uncle are back today, and I don't know if there will be some incidents in this court."

These candidates didn't know, Fang Xing came back last night.

Fang Xing got up before dawn. He cautiously did not disturb Zhang Shuhui, who had been tossed by him for a long time last night, and strolled to the next college.

The students were doing exercises, Fang Xing and Xie Jin and Tian Xiucai strolled around.

"Dehua, you are still reckless this time! You shouldn't do it!"

Xie Jin frowned and said with his hands behind his back.

"No, I think it's quite appropriate."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Those scholars are stupid in reading, and when they are bewitched, they will be enthusiastic about it. If they don't teach them a lesson, they think they have the final say on everything in this world."

Seeing Xie Jin’s disapproval, Fang Xing said: “Emperor Taizu Gao said back then that everyone in the world can speak about the affairs of the country, that is, the students can’t say it. This is consistent with Han Gaozu’s view that scholars have high self-esteem. Before going through the practice, most of the words spoken were empty and boring, useless, and only bad things."

Lao Zhu Na was the founding emperor of the country, and his vision was venomous. He had already seen the virtue of the scholar's half-bottle of water, and the nature of insufficient success and more than failure, so he simply prohibited the students from discussing politics. People don't have this taboo.

In the Yongle Dynasty, this ban began to loosen, and the students dared to talk and give pointers.

Xie Jin smiled bitterly: "But you are too much to do it, the public opinion is in an uproar!"

"I'm afraid of a fart!"

Fang Xing burst into a swear word, and then said indifferently: "This trip to Yangzhou Prefecture, I was acting on orders, but the students actually dared to rush in to rescue the felons, and clamored that what is right now, I almost I want to meet their requirements,"

The night gradually dissipated, and a hint of purple appeared on the horizon.

Tian Xiucai listened boringly on the side. Looking at the purple on the horizon, she shook her head and wrote a few sour poems, and then looked at Xie Jin with a look of praise.

At this time, he had slipped to the far right, and Xie Jin saw Hua Xiaoxiao. His eyes lit up, he kicked Fang Xing first, motioned him to look over there, and then casually said, "Yes, if it can be lighter."

"Slighter?"

Tian Xiucai pondered Xie Jin's comments, but his pace slowed down and fell behind.

Hua Xiaoxiao was patrolling the preparations for spring ploughing. When she saw Fang Xing, her brows frowned first, and then she said, "Mr. Xie, Uncle Xing, the girl is polite."

Xie Jin smiled and said, "It's okay, little! I started doing housework so early, it really is a virtuous person."

Hua Xiaoxiao looked down and said: "The little girl dare not be the compliment of Mr., if nothing happens, the little girl will go first."

"Ahem!"

Fang Xing coughed and coughed at the side, "What... where's the sapling of the college?"

The concealed Chongfang Xing of Hua Xiao rolled his eyes, and then said: "I can transplant today, and please prepare the manpower for Xinghe Bo. There will naturally be someone in my family to teach."

"That's good, there are dozens of people in the college. If you don't have enough Fang, you can call some more people."

Hua Xiaoxiao said in amazement: "Xing He Bo, those who are Wenqu stars descended from the earth, do you want them to plant trees?"

"Where is the Wenquxing star!"

Fang Xing felt that the views of this world were so weird, even if he paid more attention to scholars, he couldn't bear the title of a literary star!

"It's all the guys who have enough food and nothing to do, so it's settled, and they will start transplanting later."

Fang Xing left happily, and Hua Xiaoxiao looked at his back in confusion, thinking that this person was different from those scholars.

"What's more?"

Hua Xiao frowned and showed her eyebrows. After thinking about the payment for a while, she suddenly realized: "It's too unruly."

Regardless of whether the scholar is good or bad, he looks polite and gentle when he is outside.

On the other hand, Fang Xing was reckless and natural, without disguising it.

"kill!"

On the playground, those students are practicing assassination under the leadership of Jia Ding.

The younger ones have wooden sticks in their hands, and the older ones are iron sticks. They look a little imposing every move.

Xie Jin moved his ankles and asked with interest: "Dehua, can Hu Guang be involved this time?"

have to! This person still hasn't forgotten Hu Guang's indifference.

Fang Xing shook his head and said: "Impossible, the credit of that book is cryptic, and it is only the exchanges between classmates, how can it be linked to Hu Guang."

Xie Jin smiled, "That's not necessarily true. Your Majesty sometimes only relies on assumptions when he does things, so I hope Brother Everbright will be safe."

Be careful!

However, Fang Xing thought that such a solution was more real.

There are so many moral gentlemen these days, even if there are, Fang Xing will not have much contact with such people.

Too fake!

After the exercise is over, it's breakfast time.

Fang Xing followed suit.

The breakfast content is similar, but the teachers and students do not eat together.

Because Xie Jin's body is still recovering, he has a small bowl of chicken soup at breakfast.

After drinking the chicken soup with added ingredients, Jie Jin saw that Fang Xing had finished eating a large bowl of mutton noodles. He couldn't help but envied: "It’s good to be young, and the old man can also eat it like this back then~www.NovelMTL.com~Fang They woke up and ate the fried eggs, wiped their mouths and smiled: "Mr. Jie, those students can really eat when they eat. "

Since the intensity of morning exercises has increased, the appetite of those students is like a bottomless pit, and they can eat as much as possible.

Fang Xing saw that Xie Jin had some memories, and said in a low voice: "Mr.

Xie Jin was stunned, and then smiled.

"You moved Lei Bin, that's just a slap in the face of Hu Guang, it's your first move!"

Fang Xingtan said: "Who makes him unclean?"

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