Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

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Zhu Zhanji's attention to the other side's wake made Zheng Neng feel sour in his mouth. He said unconvinced: "Brother Dehua, can you deny that the status of a military commander should be elevated? As for the civil servants, make preparations. That's it."

　　Zhu Zhanji sat beside Fang Xing, kicked his shoes with his foot, and motioned him not to take the subject.

　　 Of course Fang Xing would not pick it up, but he could see that this Zheng Neng was probably a dude. His father was so talented that he felt that he could rely on this feat to die for the rest of his life.

　　 Seeing Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji clinking glasses, the two smiled relatively, but they became outsiders. Zheng Neng went to the hut and pulled Liu Pu away on the pretext.

　　 After the two went out, Zhu Zhanji squinted his eyes and said, "Brother Dehua and the younger brother were born?"

　　 Fang Xing was a little bit numb, and said in surprise: "How is it possible! I have to...then, I have to live a stable life in the future!"

　　 This guy wanted to say that I still want to wait for you to be a backer after you ascend the throne. The cliff of life or something is your illusion.

　　 I think I still have to be more reserved, so I changed my tricks when I talked about it.

Zhu Zhanji, who was startled by Fang Xing’s "affectionate" gaze, hurriedly drank a sip, then looked around, and whispered: "I can’t separate myself a few days ago. I just found out today that you are in the Dagon prefecture. Encountered horse bandits outside."

　　 "Brother Dehua! The little brother was almost terrified when he heard the news!"

　　 When Liu Pu and Zheng Neng came in, what they saw was a picture of ‘affectionate money’.

　　 Fuck! I haven't heard that Huang Taisun has that hobby!

　　 Zheng Neng gave Liu Pu a questioning look, but he didn't get a response.

　　 After sitting down, Zheng Neng thought carefully.

　　 No wonder this Fang Dehua would move from Peking to Jinling, and the emperor grandson also gave away a farm near the city.

　　 You must know that the farms at the bottom of Jubao Mountain are only owned by high-ranking officials or descendants of the Zhu family!

　　 Do they really have...

　　 During the rest of the time, Zheng Neng was barely coping with it. He felt that he had to inform his father in Xuanfu of this news in time.

　　 The emperor's grandson has never lacked women by his side, but none of his children came out.

　　 If the emperor grandson is that, Zheng Neng feels that he still needs to reconsider his position.

　　 After returning home, Fang Xing, who was half drunk, received the care of his wife and concubine.

　　 "I don't drink that hangover soup!"

　　 Fang Xing was pressed on the bed by Xiao Bai, and Zhang Shuhui was coaxing the child, holding a bowl of steaming soup, and wanted to pour him down.

　　 "Husband, this sober soup was learned by my concubine in her natal family, so I promise you won't have a headache tomorrow."

　　 "Come on, I'll feed you."

　　 "Gudong! Gudong......"

　　 A bowl of weird sober soup, Fang Xing lay on the kang, muttering: "Murder your husband..."

　　 Xiaobai let go of Fang Xing, and listening to the even breathing, he stuck out his tongue and said, "Madam, what shall we do if the young master gets angry tomorrow?"

　　 Zhang Shuhui put the bowl on the table and smirked: "My husband will definitely not be able to remember this tomorrow."

　　 Fang Xing often breaks up after drinking too much, and can't remember anything when drinking.

　　 The next day, Fang Xing, who woke up, really forgot about being poured with sober soup.

　　 "Juhui, I didn't have a headache after drinking so much yesterday. It seems that the amount of alcohol has increased greatly!"

　　 Zhang Shuhui hurriedly complimented a few words, then pursed her lips and smirked.

　　 pushed open the door of the bedroom, and Fang Xing's spirit was refreshed by the fresh air. He stretched his waist comfortably, and said to Xiaobai who was gargle in the yard, "Xiaobai, where's the bell?"

　　 Xiaobai was taken aback, and quickly glanced inside. After seeing nothing unusual, he laughed and said, "Master, Bell went out to find food."

　　 "A little milk dog, what kind of food is it looking for! I'll bring you some meat later, remember to feed it raw!"

　　 Xiaobai saw Zhang Shuhui coming out with a normal expression, and he answered like an amnesty: "I see, master."

　　 After Fang woke up, Xiao Bai ran over and asked, "Madam, did Master really not find out?"

　　 Zhang Shuhui looked at Fang Xing's steady back and smiled and said, "No, just like a okay person."

　　 Xiaobai was a little disappointed, and felt that he was Fang Xing... The personal person has never noticed this problem. What a failure!

　　 Fang Xing, who was in front of him, was under Fang Hongjian's control, and there was no chance to drink at all.

　　 After eating breakfast, Fang woke up to the study, ready to teach Zhu Zhanji and Ma Su.

　　 But as soon as I entered, I not only saw Zhu Zhanji and Ma Su, but there was also a big man standing by the door with a bunch of things in his hands.

　　 Especially those pieces of bacon, which made Fang Xing feel that something was wrong.

　　 Maybe it was Fang Xing’s unfamiliar gaze that made the big guy feel a little uncomfortable. He laughed and said, “Brother Dehua, my younger brother is Liu Pu! Didn’t we drink together yesterday?”

　　 Zhu Zhanji and Ma Su both looked at Fang Xing with weird faces, and immediately thought of Fang Xing's reaction after sobering up before.

　　 "Brother Dehua is..."

　　Ma Su nodded, and said with a sad heart: "The teacher asked me to come to class the next afternoon after drinking last time, and it turned out..."

　　 Zhu Zhanji was delighted when he heard it, and asked in a low voice, "How was the result?"

　　Ma Su’s expression was a little distorted: "As a result, the teacher, he arrived in the study early in the morning~www.NovelMTL.com~ didn't see me..., and later I was fined to copy and not be late five hundred times."

　　 "Cough cough cough!"

　　 Zhu Zhanji couldn't help it anymore, he was clutching his stomach, his face was full and flushed with a dry cough.

　　 Fang Xing was still recalling yesterday’s events, he hesitated: "That...yesterday...well, but what are you doing with your gift? I'm not today's birthday!"

　　 Liu Pu looked at Zhu Zhanji without tears: "His Royal Highness can prove that yesterday I said I wanted to learn from Brother Dehua."

　　 Zhu Zhanji was still smiling, and nodded after hearing this, saying that he could testify.

　　 "Ahem! Seriously!"

　　 Fang Xing raised the ruler and immediately suppressed Zhu Zhanji, and then he pretended to remember it and said, "So it's Koyanagi! Sit down, I said, what are you doing with your things? It's too expensive."

　　 Liu Pu was almost fainted by Fang Xing’s divine reaction, he said dryly: "That...my mother said there is a teacher's ceremony, so just..."

　　 Fang Xing rubbed his eyebrows, waved to make Liu Pu sit down, and then, no matter what happened yesterday, he was ready to lecture.

　　 After Liu Pu sat down, Fang Xing thought for a while and said, "Since you are here, then study hard, but you are not young anymore. You can call me Brother Dehua from now on. You don't need to call you teacher or husband."

"Oh."

　　 Liu Pu felt a little weird today, but after seeing that Zhu Zhanji had no unusual reaction, he put aside the matter and started listening.

　　 There is a long-term vision among the honorable scholars. They have long seen that the generals are not popular in the future, so they try to let the children of the family go to school.

　　 Among them, the British official Zhang Fu is the most typical-he himself usually doesn't let go of the scrolls, and he often communicates with Confucian scholars.