Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

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Ma Qi was thrown forward by the knife and couldn't help screaming. "Δ" Liewen Net Ww "W. ΩLieWen. Cc

Zhu Gaoxu blinked and asked curiously: "Ma Qi, where did your courage come from? You want to rebel? Hahahaha!"

"Innocent Lord!"

Ma Qi raised his head with difficulty, his face covered with blood, "The prince, it was the thief He Jiawei who intimidated the slave maid! The slave maid was loyal to your majesty, and had not come in, so she wanted to report to you..."

Hearing this, even Fang Xing couldn't help laughing.

Many people were captured at the scene, as long as they obtained a confession, it was enough to crucify Ma Qi.

Zhu Gaoxu stepped down the steps, and when he moved his right hand, the whip was pulled out.

"Snapped!"

"what……"

Zhu Gaoxu was smoking Ma Qi, and Mu Sheng, who was relieved of suspicion, leaned in gratefully.

"Uncle Xing, thank you very much, let's have a drink when things are up here."

Fang Xing nodded. He wanted to set up a test field in Jiaozhi, and it was always right to have a good relationship with Mu Sheng.

The Mu family has been in Yunnan for many years and has long been entrenched. It is not comparable to places like Jiaozhi where repeated rebellions are.

At this time, Zhu Gaoxu asked people to go to Ma Qi's residence to ransack their home, and then they were asked to write memorials and prepare to show their merits.

"Fang Xing, what do those prisoners do?"

For more than 10,000 prisoners, eating every day is a big problem.

Most of the grain and grass in Jiaozhi were in charge of the salt merchants brought in by China and France. However, it is difficult to turn the corners of the prisoners to feed the grains brought from the Ming Dynasty.

After thinking for a while, Fang Xing said, "Let's open up wasteland and plant land. Circle places around to be guarded."

So Zhu Gaoxu asked someone to write this statement on the memorial to ask Zhu Di for advice.

After dealing with these matters, Huang Fu discussed the matter with Fang Xing.

"Uncle Xinghe, Jiaozhi men are lazy, and the official will run away if he is too afraid to force them!"

Fang Xing said with a smile: "There are dozens of people in each team. You can sit down and you will be rewarded for reporting. If the team can escape the guards and escape, then we will lose."

Huang Fu frowned and said in a low voice: "Uncle Xinghe, this is something..."

"That's it." Fang Xing said, "Otherwise, the army will stay here all year round, and Daming will be overwhelmed for long days!"

Huang Fu sighed: "I don't know what will become of Jiao Chi in the future!"

"It will only get better!"

Fang Xing said confidently: "After the rebellion in the whole territory is eliminated, you should cultivate health and benefit, and collect taxes to feed the garrison."

"It's difficult!"

Zhu Gaoxu had gone to clean up Ma Qi's wealth, and Mu Sheng went to his camp to clean up He Jiawei's influence.

"Xinghe Bo, have a drink."

These two days have been too ups and downs for Huang Fu. First, he almost broke the city, and then the old rival Ma Qi for many years actually wanted to rebel.

These things were intertwined, and Huang Fu had the idea of ​​getting drunk.

When we arrived at Huangfu's place behind, the chef was frightened and fell ill.

Huang Fu said awkwardly: "This official will scramble eggs."

Fang Xing said with a toothache, "I'll do it, then."

In the kitchen, when Huang Fu saw Fang Xing's skillful movements, he felt a little mixed.

The dignified Xing He Bo is so adept in the kitchen, and he would probably cook at home from time to time.

But nowadays, let alone Fang Xing's kind of honor, even among scholars, you can hardly find a few who can cook.

Fang Xing slipped the meat slices, made a hodgepodge, and lived together.

The two sat down in the wing, Huang Fu touched the gauze around his neck and laughed at himself: "The old man has always been similar to the people of Jiaozhi, but he didn't expect it..."

Here, the two were a lot more casual, toasting to each other.

Fang Xing took a sip of wine and laughed: "At present, the people's minds are unstable. After all, the Central Plains has been far away from Jiaozhi for hundreds of years. The people's minds are not so fast to condense. It takes time and needs to make them feel better than before, so that they can be slow. Remove the barrier slowly."

Huang Fu approvingly toasted again: "Xing He Bo is really a Confucian talent, capable of literary and military skills, I am ashamed of myself!"

Fang Xing's smile was stagnant, and he sighed, "Don't you know Mr. Huang? Fang is no longer a Confucian."

Huang Fu just wanted to get the words out, so he asked: "Why? Xing He Bo, is it squeezing it out?"

In Huang Fu's view, the children of Confucianism should not stand on their own, and Fang Xing's behavior has not been done for many years.

Fang Xing picked up a piece of tofu that was full of gravy, and slowly felt the taste buds explode, then took a sip of wine and sent it down.

"Master Huang, this is not a contest of will. Fang also doesn't want his knowledge to be called miscellaneous, and he is inferior to others from then on."

Huang Fu nodded in understanding, no one would like this kind of thing.

If you change your temper, maybe you will find someone desperately!

Learning is like your own child, whoever dares to touch it will be unlucky.

Fang Xing clamped another piece of bison, squinted his eyes and ate it. "Fang has had many conflicts with them, and repeat it again. This is not a dispute of spirit, it is a dispute of orthodoxy!"

Do you want to suppress me? Haha, even if you have a lot of power, I will not be soft when I dig a wall, time will prove who is an idiot!

Huang Fu regretfully drank a cup of wine. He felt that Fang Xing and such talents could become models of Confucianism in the future, but now it seems that everyone has become enemies without saying models.

Huang Fu was physically and mentally exhausted, and he woke up to confirm what Shen Hao had said that day. He was in a bad mood for a while and became drunk within a few seconds.

Fang Xing called someone to help Huang Fu away, standing still, and returning to the camp for a long time.

Seeing Fang Xing's somewhat gloomy appearance, Xin Laoqi greeted Xiaodao to go out quickly. According to the habit, Fang Xing at this time likes to stay alone.

"Lao Qi, I'm telling you not to come in tonight on the night."

"Yes, sir."

If Xin Laoqi came in at this time, he would definitely think Fang Xing was just a ghost.

After reappearing, Fang Xing's spirit had become much better. He was holding a book, lying on a simple wooden bed, and reading it with relish.

Without a word for a night, he woke up the next morning and went to find Huang Fu.

Huang Fu's spirit looked a little sluggish, he forced a smile and arched his hands.

"Master Huang, Fang thinks that Jiaozhi's culture and education are still not good!"

Fang Xing's trembling appearance made Huang Fu secretly sigh about his age, and then asked: "After years of war and chaos, Jiaozhi has no stable place for teaching, and it is only better in Jiaozhou."

Fang Xing hehe said: "That's the responsibility of the Ministry of Rites. Those people clamored all day about Confucius, Chengren, and Meng said, but they shrank as soon as they heard that they were about to come, and they were invincible!"

"Master Huang, this matter can be big or small, it is related to the long-term stability of Jiaozhi, Fang Mou is preparing for the last memorial, what do you think?"

This was the first time Huang Fu heard Fang Xing's pit man. He was sure that Fang Xing and the Libu Shangshu Lu Zhen had a grudge, otherwise, how could he bring the Libu out alone!

As long as Zhu Di allowed this matter~www.NovelMTL.com~, then Lu Zhen of the Ministry of Rites would have to sit on the wax.

Call it, but no one wants to go.

If you force a call by name, hehe! Someone estimated that the villain would be behind him.

Why! Lu Shangshu, cherish it more!

Huang Fu couldn't refuse this matter, so he simply agreed to make a joint memorial with Fang Xing.

This person is really righteous, willing to join the name at the risk of offending Lu Zhen.

Fang Xing said sincerely to Huang Fu, "Master Huang, I just took the liberty to make a trial, and this memorial is forgotten."

Huang Fu said in surprise: "Cochin really needs education!"

Fang Xing smiled and said: "The memorial was sent away with His Royal Highness Han Wang yesterday. I think Jinling will have a reply soon."

Since you are magnanimous, Fang does not bother to calculate you!