Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Take the warehouse to Daming 742, Chapter 742 Changes in Foreign Strategy-567 Chinese "Scared to death?"

Fang Xing ran down in a hurry, with a sad expression that made people know at a glance that this person was deeply missing Daming's friend. ?

The messengers gathered around, and someone asked, "Why was he scared to death? Do you have evidence?"

The imperial doctor pointed to the dark vomit at the corner of the messenger's mouth, and said disdainfully: "I was scared to death! I was not scared to death, could it be caused by the sun?"

Uh……

The messengers looked at each other, not knowing why this Champa messenger was afraid.

"Let's make it!"

Xin Laoqi rudely pushed away the messenger who was in the way.

But when he saw Fang wake up behind Xin Laoqi, he immediately laughed and said, "Here is also Uncle Xing?"

Huh!

In an instant, all the envoys looked sideways, watching Fang Xing slowly walk in.

The eyes of the messenger of Champa were wide, and the vomit at the corner of his mouth looked a little disgusting.

Fang Xing squatted down, stretched out his hand and sighed, "They are all good friends of Daming, why are you? Isn't it better for everyone to share the fruits of the Daming Exhibition?"

Is this warning me to wait?

Those messengers were a little soft, and when they thought of the Bangge Spurs mission that was missing in the sea, smiles were all over their faces.

This Daming!

Fang Xing let go, but the eyes of the embarrassing messenger of Champa were still not closed.

"He wants to return to his homeland, turn around and hand it over to the Ministry of Rites, so that they will be burned to ashes and sent back."

Fang Xing clapped his hands and got up, and smiled at Zhu Gaosui: "The prince is really ardent! How about his funeral, please help?"

Zhu Gaosui looked at the messenger who didn't look at him, a jealous spirit: "This king is looking at the situation on behalf of the father."

Zhu Gaosui ran back, "Father, the messenger of Champa was scared to death!"

Zhu Di was startled, and his embarrassment couldn't be added.

He just wanted to frighten these vassal states that only wanted to take advantage, but he didn't expect to overdo it and scare people to death.

Zhu Di's position is not good enough to handle this matter. Whether it is merciful or severe, he is a little bit down, and it is easy to be mistaken by these emissaries for expressing his stance.

Observing his words, Zhu Zhanji said: "Grandpa Emperor, or just wait for the next time you go to sea, and then let the Ministry of Rites go to someone to talk about the situation and comfort his family by the way."

Zhu Di stroked his beard slightly, and he was probably a little proud of the performance of the successor he had trained, so his hands were a little harder. Fang Xing, who had just come up, saw Zhu Di's retracted hand with a long beard.

"Ahem!"

Fang Xing lowered his head and coughed dryly, while Zhu Gaosui was a little embarrassed.

Even if the messenger of Champa was really scared to death, he shouldn't speak out in public.

If this is spread out, it will of course be an encouragement to Daming, but it will be somewhat inappropriate to the neighbors.

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"This matter should be allowed to disperse freely. Wang Zhao's move meant to buckle the **** on Daming's head. It's not stupid!"

Someone among the civil servants murmured.

Zhu Di stood up and said, "This matter will be handled by the Ministry of Rites."

Lu Zhen bowed to his order, and then a group of people followed Zhu Di and went back mightily.

Fang Xing hurriedly asked someone to take the body of the messenger from Champa and catch up with Lu Zhen.

"Master Lu, your Majesty has handed this matter over to the Ministry of Rites, please take it away quickly!"

Fang Xing said nothing, referring to Lu Zhen's horse, and someone immediately put the body of the messenger of Champa on the saddle.

"Master Lu, go slowly, come again next time!"

Fang Xing smiled and waved his hand, as if sending off an old friend for many years.

Lu Zhen looked at the corpse with a green face, and had already broken Fang Xing into pieces in his mind.

After this good horse has taken the dead, will Lu Zhen still want it?

Those civil servants laughed and said nothing when they saw this picture. Who made your Majesty say that!

If the relationship between Lu Zhen and Fang Xing were not so bad, Jubaoshanwei would definitely send someone to the corpse to be burned.

Now... hehe!

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Fang Xing went home as soon as he slipped a cigarette, and anecdotes about this great reading spread quickly in Jinling City.

"That person was really scared to death?"

"It's certainly true. When Master Lu of the Ministry of Rites came back, he was carrying a corpse on his horse!"

"Tsk tusk! My Ming's army is really invincible in the world, and it can scare people to death!"

"But Master Lu is really dedicated to his duty! He actually took the messenger's body back personally. If you change someone else, who cares about you! At most, you can ask a few people to be carried to the incarnation field and burned at the bottom of the Jubao Mountain."

"..."

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As soon as Fang Xing went home, he picked up the potatoes, really wanting to get in for a kiss, but worried about hurting the delicate skin of the potatoes.

Zhang Shuhui woke up in good spirits, but the room was not ventilated and felt a bit stuffy.

In the matter of confinement, Fang Xing was not enough to Zhang Shuhui, so he just had someone send hot water and asked the maid to wipe her.

"Husband, potatoes are delicious!"

Zhang Shuhui looked at the father and son, the tenderness in her eyes was about to melt.

"Then give it to him, the kid is fat and cutest."

Fang Xing remembered that he could bite the tender lotus root-like arms of potatoes in the future, and couldn't help but look forward to it.

Xiaobai said greedyly on the side: "Master, hurry up, I want to hold potatoes."

Zhang Shuhui chuckled and said, "When your young master gives you one, you will have headaches every day."

Tudou is in good health, but there is one thing that is annoying, and that is crying.

The eldest of the Fang family cried and found it difficult to take it back. The family was disturbed ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and asked Jiao Huang about Zhang Shuhui's situation. After learning that he had recovered well, Fang Xing finally relaxed. After coming down, someone told Zhu Zhanyong and Wanwan to come.

"Why is he here too?"

Fang Xing was a little upset. If it was just to come, then you don't have to worry about the rules, but Zhu Zhanyi is different, everyone is not that familiar.

"Fang Xing, I want to see a child, I am an aunt."

Wanwan's voice came before the person arrived.

Fang Xing smiled and watched Wanwan rush in. Bell and Rhubarb followed behind. He smiled and said, "I have to be taken care of by myself. What kind of aunt are you!"

Wanwan pouted: "I'm an aunt, no matter how young I am!"

Fang Xing smiled and touched the top of her head, and then looked at Zhu Zhanyi who looked at this side with some envy outside the courtyard.

Zhu Zhanzhen is nine years old, with red lips and white teeth. Seeing Fang wake up, he clung his hands and said: "Xinghe Uncle Hao."

Fang Xing smiled: "Did the princess come to play with Wanwan?"

Zhu Zhanzhen nodded embarrassedly, and Fang Xing smiled and said, "Wait for Wanwan to come out. Then let her take you to play in the village."

Although he is only nine years old, he is more or less evasive in this era.

Fang woke up in the study, Xie Jin was tasting his Tibetan wine, Huang Zhong took a sip from time to time, and the two of them had a plate of peanuts, leisurely and freely.

Seeing Fang woke up, Jie Jin didn't feel any guilt of being arrested. He just smiled and said, "Being a father is different. I don't even drink alcohol."

Fang Xing sat down wearily and said, "This child is too tossing. If he cries in the middle of the night, he has to get up and coax him, and he has to be sent to breastfeed."

Xie Jin smiled, and then asked, "Your Majesty, is this to change his strategy for the vassal country?"

"almost."

Fang Xing grabbed a few peanuts and threw them into his mouth to chew. 8