Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Major state-owned events will inevitably require auspicious days.

As for the origin of auspicious days, there are different opinions, but a systematic system has already been formed. As long as the requirements are raised above, the following will immediately report the latest auspicious days.

"It hasn't been lucky recently. I have to wait for half a month."

This answer did not go beyond Fang Xing's expectation, because Xie Jin checked it out and said that it was not lucky recently.

There are a few auspicious days among the people, but Xie Jin, who once learned this thing, ridiculed those auspicious days as the days when he could pick up a few coins when he went out.

"Then wait."

All the important military officials gathered in the five-army capital governor's mansion. Zhang Fu felt that this was God's will, so just wait.

Meng Ying did not deduct Juelu's heartache in the slightest, frowning and said: "Fine, lucky Yan Dajian."

Xue Lu smiled and said: "I've hit it too, but it's the first time that the Ministry of Rites has been hit by Zuo Shilang. We are considered to have won the prize, so wait."

Several other people have the same idea, and they are happy for a while.

Seeing Fang Xing in thought, Zhang Fu asked, "What does Dehua think? Speak out and listen."

The others all looked towards Fang Xing, wondering what the guy who had won victory for the martial artist in front of the emperor was going to do.

"We are warriors."

Fang Xing's first sentence made Meng Ying teased: "Dehua, you are both civil and military. Which side you don't belong to."

"No, I'm still a warrior in my bones."

The atmosphere in the room was suddenly solemn.

This is the first time Fang Xing has publicly stated his attributes, rather than being vaguely positioned by Emperor Wen.

Xue Lu was taken aback, then slapped the table with a smile: "Okay! This is the backbone of our martial artist. Some people think about leaning on the civilian officials all day long, and I wish I could get rid of the uniform immediately. "

The room was silent again, no, it was unaware!

Xue Lu's words swept the two of them.

Zhang Fu is inevitably a little embarrassed, but Meng Ying will be rough and naturally faceless.

Others are not qualified to say that, but Xue Lu's qualifications are older than Zhang Fu's, so naturally there is no need to taboo.

Meng Ying also laughed and said, "Aren't you Yang Wuhou being praised for not releasing the scroll?"

"It's so nonsense!"

Xue Lu suddenly changed his previous seriousness and cursed: "Lao Tzu was called Xue Liu back then. Later, he joined Emperor Wen Jing Nan. He was fighting all the way. He didn't release the scrolls... What do you look at? The script? That's all for scholars. I have gold on my face! I don't like reading those books! Hahahaha!"

Everyone couldn't help laughing, and Fang Xing also said, "Annei wants civil officials, but in my bones I still think about expeditions, conquering no officials for Daming, until I see the end of the sky, the corner of the sea!"

The room was silent for the third time.

"Who doesn't want it?"

Zhang Fu felt that the atmosphere was a little sad, so he said, "I just saw you still have something to say, let's talk about it."

Fang Xing received a smile and said, "We are warriors, what are warriors? Kill! Kill!"

The corner of Fang Xing's right mouth was cocked, looking cruel and cold.

"Fang Mou is conquering everywhere, killing constantly, and seeing countless sights in Beijing, what is he afraid of?"

He looked around for a week and said faintly: "I have seen blood, and I am afraid of what will be auspicious or unlucky... Then there will be a lucky day!"

"Have a lucky day..."

Xue Lu patted the table, got up and said, "Okay!"

"good!"

Meng Ying also exclaimed and said: "The Shroud of Horse Leather is still not afraid, what auspicious days and bad days of shit, so much vitality is surging, those souls are all heroic souls, and no evil must be avoided!"

So the military memorial entered the palace.

In fact, Zhu Zhanji watched the whole battle and knew a lot about it, but didn't intervene.

"Not auspicious?"

Zhu Zhanji looked at the memorial playfully, just as Yang Rong and Yang Shiqi were there, and he asked, "The Martyrs' Shrine will be opened as soon as they want. What do you think?"

Yang Shiqi felt that this was a trifling matter: "Your Majesty, the important affairs of the country are in the Rong, how can they be opened without auspicious days? The minister is afraid that they are angry! But those souls are sacrificed for the country, they are not angry, and disturb the soul... …"

Yang Rong said disapprovingly: "This matter is approved by the governor's house, and the minister thinks it is feasible."

No auspicious day is better than approval. Since the warriors approve, what do they care about?

"They are bold, but... this sentence is excellent."

Zhu Zhanji picked up the memorial and read a sentence: "Since I am a ghost, I should be fearless..."

He slowly raised his head, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes, and said, "This is a great word. Soldiers sacrificed their lives for the country, protecting Daming, and after death, they will become ghosts and protect the family. What auspicious day! Daming's national fortune is scorching, what evil dared to come? "

He got up and said: "So, I fast from today, and the Qings should do the same, and start the day after tomorrow."

...

Fang Xing is also a vegetarian.

Being vegetarian... is something that sounds simple but hard to practice.

Naturally, a clear soup and watery are not enough. Hua Niang made a jar of sauce with peppers and mushrooms and other ingredients, and she used this for dinner.

Spoon a spoonful of chili sauce on the rice and stir slowly.

"tasty."

Some familiar flavors reminded Fang Xing of the later national sauce. He couldn't help but smiled and gave up the idea.

Now the Fang family is not short of money. They do everything. The stalls are getting bigger and bigger, and the appetite will become bigger and bigger. In the end, they will inevitably become a merchant.

When Wuyou saw Fang Xing in a daze, she sandwiched a piece of tenderloin. As soon as it was delivered, Zhang Shuhui intercepted it.

"Your father wants to be a vegetarian, don't make trouble."

"Father, eat meat."

Fang awoke with a cry, then said dumbfounded: "You girl, you are so bad."

...

On the third day, when the stars were still hanging in the sky, Fang woke up and got up.

Bathing, changing clothes.

He did not wear the clothes that represented the status of the earl, but chose an ordinary military uniform.

"Husband, don't you wear that outfit?"

Fang Xing jokingly said that the earl’s clothes were outfits. People in the family got used to it. They also screamed indiscriminately~www.readwn.com~ Fang Xing shook his head and said: “Those are the same robes today. There are no earls there, only a sergeant."

The atmosphere suddenly became awe-inspiring, and even Wuyou who was woken up squashed his mouth, and was then led to wash up.

When I woke up for breakfast, I drank a bowl of porridge, then got on the horse and headed into the city surrounded by family members.

Xiao Bai said a little uneasy: "Madam, will the young master..."

"will not!"

Zhang Shuhui said decisively: "There is no reason for this matter. I will be in charge of this matter, and I will not be in charge of you. Potatoes are safe for them, but they can't let him mess around."

What the two said was tacit, and they were at a loss when they listened to Tudou and Ping An who were about to go to the academy.

The two of them carried their schoolbags, reconciled with Fang Zhuan in the front yard, and then went all the way to the academy.

"Brother, what does that mean?"

After thinking about it for a long time, Ping An couldn't think of the reason, and felt a little bored.

Tudou shook his head and said, "Father is going to the Martyrs' Shrine today. I guess it has something to do with this, but I don't know what it is."

Fang Zhuan didn’t understand, but knew what the Martyrs’ Shrine was for, so he said casually, “Master wants to move there, right?”

nonsense!

Tudou and Ping'an both smiled, and then all smiles.

Then they looked at each other.

No way?

They immediately knew what Zhang Shuhui and Xiao Bai were worried about.

Their mother was worried that Fang Xing would choose to be buried in the Martyrs' Shrine after a hundred years!

Thinking of Fang Xing's precious actions in the morning, and his solemn expression, the two of them couldn't hold back for a while, and when they got to the academy, they went to learn about Jin.

Xie Jin was packing up the teaching aids. After listening to their questions, he couldn't help but smile, and then said: "Dehua won't do it like this, don't worry."