Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Thanks to the book friends: "aeonsea" and "Quaethera Flower Chen" for the great rewards!

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The door opened and the light shone on the silver ingots, dazzling people.

Xia Yuanji was used to seeing silver ingots, and he couldn't be tempted by more. He turned sideways and said, "Xing He Bo came in and took a look. This is one of the treasury of the Ministry of Households."

Fang Xing walked in, touched a piece of silver ingot under the gaze of the guard sergeant on the side, then looked at the size of the warehouse, and suddenly said, "Why not store it underground?"

Xia Yuanji said: "The underground is humid, and silver ingots tend to turn black."

Oxidation!

Fang Xing nodded and said with a smile: "I don't want to talk about millions of taels of silver here, Master Xia, give it to me!"

The sergeant on the side looked alert. Their task is to guard the treasury. Once it is lost, according to the rules, the responsible person will beheaded, and the whole family will be unlucky.

Xia Yuanji stroked his beard and said, "As long as you dare to take it, it doesn't matter if you take it all."

The words of the two seem casual, but they all have meaning in them.

Fang Xing shook his head: "I guess it's not enough!"

"It's not enough, this officer has prepared two million taels of silver."

Xia Yuanji gritted his teeth and said, "How about spreading it all at the same time?"

"You can't do it?"

Fang Xing said in surprise: "Do you know how big the risk is? Once something goes wrong, it will spread, and no one can stop it!"

Xia Yuanji shook his head and said: "This official also knows that the risk is too great, but... the longer it is, the atmosphere below is like a flame, and one day it will rush us to the sky."

Fang Xing knew that Xia Yuanji was under great pressure, and sighed: "Let's take a pilot. Let's take Beiping first, and then Jinling, how about?"

Xia Yuanji took the lead and walked out, and then the door of the warehouse was closed. A small banner official and an official from the household department were locked at the same time, and then the keys were separated.

In other words, unless the keys in the hands of these two people are obtained at the same time, they can only use violence to open the door of the treasury.

But the sergeants by the bank are not vegetarian!

The two walked out, Fang Xing looked at the sky and said, "Compared to the silver light, what I like more is the sky light, which represents life!"

Xia Yuanji's back suddenly buckled, but his tone was firm: "This official is going to see your Majesty, let's start from Peking!"

Fang Xing watched Xia Yuanji away and sighed, "This is the minister!"

Politicians are thinking about the whole country, but politicians are thinking about themselves!

Compared with Xia Yuanji, whether it is Zhu Gaosui, who is abominable, Yang Rong who seems a little jealous, and Mingzhe's shameful defense, they should all be ashamed!

...

There is no Northern Expedition, no major battles, and there are not many things in the Ministry of War.

In addition to focusing on the Fang Zheng army on the road, the biggest thing for the Ministry of War is to stare at the unfinished Northern Guards remediation.

"Ma Su, this is the latest number of people. What kind of table do you put it into? You will need it tomorrow morning."

In the room where Ma Su is, there are three book clerks.

Chen Jian came in with a stack of papers and put it on Ma Su's desk, then returned to his seat, looked at Sun Jun, another book official, and smiled triumphantly.

Ma Su did not look up, and continued to deal with his own affairs.

Just like a few days ago, Masu processed those documents quickly, thanks to his preparation of blank forms in advance.

Fill in the data, confirm it once, Ma Su put down the paperwork in his left hand, then rubbed his eyes, ready to continue.

When Sun Jun saw that Ma Su was bullying, he coughed, "Ma Su, there are other things on my side. You can enter these forms as well."

This is bullying people home!

Judging from the situation in the past few days, Ma Su is basically compliant with adversity and will not resist.

Since Masu came, things have been much less for the two of them. But less things are not necessarily a good thing, so at the same time of leisure, the feeling that Rumang is back is really uncomfortable, so the means came.

One of the ways for old people in the workplace to teach newcomers is to take advantage of the opportunity that he doesn't know the rules, and the opportunity that he dares to make trouble when he comes, and let him give the job to him!

Chen Jian smirked at Sun Jun, and felt that it was a pleasure to be bullied by newcomers.

Not to mention being a student of Xinghe Bo, even if it is a child of Guo Gong, if you want to wear shoes for you, there are more ways to do it.

Ma Su did not resist, and smiled.

Sun Jun sent those documents to Ma Su.

...

Chen Jian and Sun Jun had gone out long ago. Ma Su got up and stretched. The desk was full of paperwork. He smiled, then locked some of the forms in his cabinet, and Shi Shiran went home.

After riding out of the city, the big market also began to close, and the crowds of civilians were carrying their tools home, and accompanied by the sunset, there was a mood.

"Sister Chun, I'm serious."

Chun-mei was cleaning up her stall. Xiaodao wanted to help, but she was forced to go back with a kitchen knife. She had to say in frustration: "Chun-mei, I want to marry you. I have money. The master said that as long as I have a wife, the house will be available soon. Paint, everything..."

"roll!"

Chun Mei yelled coldly, and then she pushed the stall to enter the city.

The knife stood on the spot blankly, watching the figure pushing the cart with difficulty as it walked on the rough ground.

"Why don't you want to?"

The knife yelled at Chunmei's back ~www.readwn.com~ but didn't get a response.

Lowered his head, Xiaodao didn't know what he was thinking, but a loneliness that everyone could feel.

Ma Su sat on his horse and frowned and watched. He didn't bother and comfort him, but left quietly.

When I got home and saw Zhao cooking, Ma Su asked a few questions about today's family affairs, then went to his mother to chat for a few words, and then went out to find Fang Xing.

Fang Xing is writing a plan, a very troublesome plan.

After finishing writing, Fang Xing took a look, and finally locked it in the box.

There are many things that can only be done, but cannot be said. If you say it, you are wrong.

Seeing Ma Su coming in, Fang Xing gathered up the waste paper on the table at random and asked, "How is the Ministry of War today? Can anyone embarrass it?"

"Yes, but the disciples feel that their methods are a bit clumsy."

"Then I don't care about you."

Fang Xing knew that he couldn't do everything on his own, and it was best to break out of the arena of officialdom by himself.

And this is the reason why Fang Xing specially only arranges students to be small officials.

Ma Su smiled and appeared to be a lot more mature. He sat down and said: "Teacher, the disciple just saw the knife outside the city as if he was disgusted by a girl."

Fang Xing shook his head and smiled: "The girl has a father who reads poorly at home, but still can't go to school, so she came out to raise her family very early. She is a good girl, but she is a little sensitive to the outside world. I always feel that most outsiders are unpredictable."

As soon as Ma Su heard it, he said: "Teacher, the girl seems to have no sense at all today! The knife looked a little sad."

"First love! Naturally, it is unforgettable and will never be forgotten forever!"

Fang Xing raised his eyebrows: "Xiaodao has been an orphan since he was a child. It is rare to have a good impression of a girl. After being rejected, it will inevitably be a little sad. This way..."