Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

In Jin Yiwei's torture room, more than a dozen prisoners were tied to a bench.

Today, people arrive more neatly, and Ji Gang's henchmen are all here.

Looking at these **** criminals, no one in the scene has changed color, and they have long been used to it.

Ji Gang was sitting next to a charcoal fire and said with a smile: "These people have confessed, we have done a good job, come here, bring in the food and wine."

The wine and vegetables were brought in like flowing water. One of the dishes was a hot pot, but the firepower of the small carbon stove was not enough.

Ji Gang smiled and said, "The weather is getting cold gradually. It's better if it's warm. Get some oil to boil it."

Zhuang Jing said in a hurry: "Then get some fierce oil."

Menghuo oil is a strategic material, but there is no shortage of clothes and guards.

A big wooden barrel was carried in by a thin Jinyiwei. He lowered his head, took a spoon and scooped a small amount of fierce fire oil, and poured it into the carbon stove.

Pang Ying smiled and said, "This fierce fire oil is not bad, but the smoke is a bit bigger and the smell is bigger, so it is difficult to extinguish it when it burns."

Ji Gang pressed his hands and said, "Everyone has worked hard during this time. Come, sit down, and our brothers have a good drink."

After everyone sat down, Wang Qian said in surprise: "My lord, is this the best dish?"

Ji Gang nodded, "Let's eat a meal, and that Fang wakes up and won't get rich. Come on, drink!"

...

The sunset in autumn is beautiful, it feels golden and golden, and it shines on the cornice as if a piece of rice that is about to be harvested is planted on it.

But Fang Xing's mood is not beautiful.

In the Taisun's mansion, a child who was only under Fang Xing's ribs, dressed in a shabby suit and obviously fatter, was kneeling on the ground in a daze.

Fang Xing went in and saw this scene and asked, "Who is this?"

Zhu Zhanji was not there, and Du Qian said, "This is a sergeant from Yingzhouwei."

"Sergeant of Yingzhouwei?"

Fang Xing picked up the kid who looked at the most seven or eight years old, and asked, "Who asked you to be a soldier?"

The child said blankly: "Adult, the small house...no one is gone."

Fang Xing looked up, just in time to see Zhu Zhanji coming in.

Zhu Zhanji waved his hand, and sighed after sitting down: "This child's father and uncle died in the grassland, and the other in Jiaozhi. According to the military law, those people went to his house to check, but there was nothing left in the house. A 70-year-old grandfather was with him, and he was finally hooked away."

Fang Xing felt a shock, touched the top of the child's head and asked, "What's your name?"

This may be Daming's youngest sergeant Na Na said: "Sir, the youngest is called Yue Baoguo."

This person's parents must not be illiterate, and Fang Xing's anger was rushing everywhere.

"Is grandfather still?"

Yue Bao Guodao: "It's still there."

Zhu Zhanji said: "This time his grandfather Yue Xingbin wrote to the Ministry of Defense when he learned of the incident."

Fang Xing said sadly in his heart: "What about the Ministry of War?"

Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said, "Master Jin is very sympathetic. He has already signed up to the emperor and wants to deregister his family."

Daming's military household system, once you are selected, as long as you are dead or unable to perform military service, the military will immediately contact the local government and continue to check the males in your family to supplement.

Moreover, this strict rule is almost inevitable except for bribery and flight.

Fang Xing smiled bitterly: "Daming's sergeant cannot be expelled unless he is a good official of the Ministry of War. It depends on whether your Majesty is extra-legal."

"I want a memorial!"

...

Zhu Di received Jin Zhong's memorial, and after reading it, he felt like water.

"Your Majesty, You Xing and Bo's memorial are entered."

The **** carefully presented the memorial.

Zhu Di readily took it.

"...His family and two died for the country, this is not Zhongliang? But after Zhongliang is scattered here, wouldn't it be chilling? Your Majesty, will anyone else be willing to serve the country after this?"

"Bastard!"

Zhu Di threw the memorial out and got up and circled it.

Reminiscent of Fang Xing’s last memorial, its purpose is obvious: change the tick system!

Zhu Di was a little annoyed, no, it should be ashamed!

If this matter spreads out, those people will regard Goujun as a daunting way, and where will they find the source of troops?

"Ling Zhanji took care of this matter."

Zhu Di knows that reforms are not easy, and when there are still major enemies on the northern grasslands, we must be cautious about the reform of the military system, otherwise, once there are repetitions, Daming will be in danger.

"Zhuzi is ignorant!"

...

"Your Majesty, Zhizi is ignorant!"

Huang Yan left triumphantly, Du Qian graciously sent him out, leaving Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji behind.

Zhu Zhanji said awkwardly: "Brother Dehua, this Yue Baoguo should be placed in the academy, right?"

Since it is Zhongliang, he should be given preferential treatment.

Fang Xing nodded and said helplessly: "Military system reform must be cautious. I understand the truth. But being cautious is one thing, and being silent is the same thing. Time is the real accumulation of hardship!"

When Zhu Zhanji saw Du Qian coming back, he coughed and interrupted Fang Xing's words, saying, "I will send someone to pick up his grandfather, Brother Dehua, you can take this child back~www.NovelMTL .com~ So Fang Xing had a little tail on his return trip.

When he arrived at the academy, Fang Xing called Ma Su and introduced: "His name is Yue Baoguo. From now on he will be a disciple of the academy. You will arrange for someone to take care of him until his grandfather arrives."

Yue Baoguo turned around and looked at Fang Xing, with panic in his eyes.

"grown ups……"

Fang Xing's immature voice made Fang Xing a little sad. He said, "Don't call me an adult here, but Shan Chang."

"The mountain is long."

Yue Baoguo tugged at the sleeves with his hands completely wrapped, and said timidly: "The big...the mountain is long, the small one can work, brush horses, grass and feed, and wash clothes."

"This is the academy. You will be born in the future. Don't be young, just claim to be born in the future."

Ma Su didn't know the origin of this kid wearing a big ridiculous military uniform, but since Fang Xing arranged it, he would definitely take care of it.

Looking at Fang Xing, Yue Baoguo showed a trace of dependence in his eyes.

This is a sensible and sensitive child. From the conversation in Taisun's mansion, he keenly realized that Fang Xing was the most reliable one.

Fang Xing comforted: "You can live with peace of mind. Every day someone will take care of your life. Xi also has someone to help you. If you have anything to do, go to the professors."

Yue Baoguo nodded, and after Fang Xing turned around, he knelt on the ground with a thump, looking straight at Fang Xing's back, choked... Tears burst into his face!

Fang Xing heard the sound, but didn't turn his head, hard-hearted and strode away.

A few-year-old kid was selected into the army, and God knows what he has experienced!

The sergeant of the local guard station has long been a free labor for the officials and local tycoons. With such a small child, Fang Xing could imagine the pain he experienced.

Lost, parting, and then suffering.

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