Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

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On the way back to the city, Liu Mazi asked Jia Quan unconvincedly: "My lord, it's often seen by the five officials. Can the Xiaguan not get him?"

Jia Quan said with a sullen face: "You know what a fart, why can Fang Wu always occupy the leading position of the Jubaoshan Guard scout? Just like you compete with him, you don't need to use it for three rounds, you have to die in his hands. ."

Liu Mazi stared and said, "My lord, are you scared by Xing He Bo? We old Liu is not a softie!"

Jia Quan sneered: "Fang Wu's family members have been personally trained by Xing Hebo. The killing methods are firm and ruthless. They only seek to kill the enemy, not to look good. In several battles, he killed more enemies than ours. There are more, do you still want to compete with him?"

Liu Mazi said depressed: "But we have great strength!"

"The grassland is much stronger than you, but I haven't seen Xinghe's family missing a single person. Look at that thin and short knife, it looks like a bully, right? But I tell you, this servant can be one person for one person. The horse went deep into the grassland to find out about the enemy, and with a throwing knife, he was so superb. When you saw it, his life was gone."

As for Xin Laoqi, Liu Mazi is self-aware, and he is not an opponent at all.

"Xing Hebo is so good at training soldiers?"

Liu Mazi stayed in the Taisun Mansion several times during the Northern Expedition, so he had never seen Fang Xing's power.

Fang Xingzheng in front and Zhu Zhanji discussed how to train the guards.

"Jubao Mountain Guard can't train guards. The sergeants who come out there are like cast in a mold. The discipline is there, but the individual ability is not as good as these guards."

Fang Xing felt that Zhu Zhanji had thought of Jubaoshanwei too well, thinking that everything could be practiced there.

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "Then please ask Brother Dehua to work for one or two.

Zhu Gaochi rarely comes out in the deep palace, but Zhu Zhanji often goes out for a stroll. If he also learned that his Lao Tzu was hiding in the palace, he would admit defeat, and even the outside world would say that he was as timid as a mouse.

Accusation is a very effective means of attack. Under all the talks, Zhu Zhanji, no matter what the title of ‘good saint grandson’ is, it’s hard to cringe.

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The next day, Jia Quan came with more than a dozen guards. These people are the backbone, and this time they came to Fang's family for training.

Fang Xing was too lazy, especially after Tudou got into his bed early in the morning.

"Master, I want to sleep with you in peace."

Not to be outdone, Xiaobai hugged Ping Ping around Fang Xing's side, so the two sons were babbling and the other burrowing under the quilt.

"father!"

When Tudou heard a report from someone outside, he got out of the quilt and pulled Fang Xing's neck and said, "Father, peek-a-boo."

Fang Xing taught peek-a-boo, and since then became Tudou's favorite. Especially in the evening and morning, he always has to play with Zhang Shuhui for a while.

Fang Xing was hugged by his neck, and he looked at Ping An on his face and stared in a daze, suddenly forgetting everything.

"Let Old Qi go and clean them up."

...

Xin Laoqi stood in front of these guards and said coldly: "When you get here, you'd better forget your identities,"

Fang Wu and Xiaodao stood on the sidelines, and they would serve as instructors in finding enemies and searching.

"Your purpose is to protect Your Highness, and your Highness often goes in and out, and your deeds are not easy to conceal. Therefore, the first thing you have to practice is how to detect the enemy!"

Xin Laoqi’s expressionless appearance made people feel a little panicked. He pointed to the door and said, "But before that, you must learn to obey orders. Go up and greet you if you are cold!"

The guards were still waiting and watching. Jia Quan had been trained by Fang Xing with Zhu Zhanji, so he knew the discipline here was strict, and immediately took the lead and ran out.

Old Xin with the seven big sticks in his hand, looking at the guards who were still in shock, roared: "Everyone is running! The last three have no lunch today!"

When Fang woke up, the guards were being chased and beaten by Fang Wu and Xiaodao.

Jia Quan just ran past the gate of the main house and saw Fang Xing standing on the steps yawning, holding a ball of glutinous rice in his hand. Tudou hid behind him, poked his head out of his armpit, glanced at Jia Quan, and grinned. Then he raised his head and took a bite of the glutinous rice in Fang Xing's hand, chewing proudly.

"Children don't eat this."

Fang Xing raised the glutinous rice, trying to make the potatoes spit out, and the father and son became a ball.

The guards who followed saw this scene and couldn't help feeling sad.

Don't get up, but we have already run for miles.

Fang wakes up a few times to finish the glutinous rice, his complexion is full, and he reaches out to take the wooden stick that Fang Jaylun handed over, and chases after him with a grinning grin.

"This is Fang Dehua's practice method?"

In the distance, Zhu Di put down his binoculars and asked when he remembered the scene of Fang Xing waving a stick and beating the guard just now.

Zhu Zhanji said awkwardly: "Grandpa Emperor, my grandson was almost beaten back then."

Zhu Di shook his head. The drills in the army also involved corporal punishment, but such indiscriminate beatings like Fang Xing had never seen before.

Even if the attack on Zhu Zhanji was just a drill, Zhu Di had to be notified. So Zhu Di specifically came to see how Fang Xing exercised these guards.

"Grandpa Emperor, this level is to let them know to obey, no matter whether you are reasonable or unreasonable, you have to obey when you order."

Zhu Di caressed his beard without saying a word, and thought to himself about the key points in it.

"It's also a means, but it can't be used in the army."

Zhu Di is the emperor of the battlefield after all, so he quickly figured out what was inside.

The army is not a guard, and they often punish them indiscriminately, which can easily trigger a backlash.

"Grandpa Emperor, then I will teach you a trick to kill the enemy and how to find the enemy's trail."

Zhu Di nodded, turned around, and walked away and said: "My people are not with you after all, so let's be this group of people, but you have to be optimistic. If there are those with impure minds, get out immediately!"

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At the end of the year, I have seen the Lantern Festival. There is still a little festive atmosphere in Beiping City, but the officials of the Ming Dynasty have all begun to go to the office.

"Your Majesty, please plan the market outside the city."

On the first day at work, Yang Rong threw out this new plan, making others ignorant.

Zhu Di didn't discuss it at all ~www.readwn.com~ and said lightly: "That's right, the Ministry of Households will coordinate with the Ministry of Industry for assistance."

This was a sudden attack, and the emperor's authority was revealed at this moment.

"What market?"

After waiting to go out, Yang Shiqi frowned and asked. He was a little dissatisfied with Yang Rong's failure to ventilate himself.

Jin Youzi was even more dissatisfied. He said, "Master Yang, am I not a bachelor of auxiliary politics? Is there anything I can't hear? Can't say?"

Yang Rong said with a smile: "This matter is your Majesty's decision. The official is just a matter of hearing."

The emperor did this. We didn't mix it up, just be an early bird, so don't you think it's ok?

Jin Youzi didn't believe it, but when Yang Rong was talking about it, he could only suppress his dissatisfaction in his heart.

But there is no impermeable wall in the world, and soon news of Fang Xing's suggestion to build a big market outside the city spread.

"Big market?"

Li Maofang's heart moved, and Princess Yongping said disdainfully: "That Fang Xing likes to cheat people the most. Don't go. When no one goes in to buy or sell, Xia Yuanji and his father won't be able to spare him!"

Li Maofang shook his head and said, "Mother, although Fang Xing is despicable and shameless, he can do business with great means. What he values, it must be profitable!"

Princess Yongping said anxiously: "The business that scourges must be taxable, let's..."

Li Maofang smiled and said, "Mother, the city has already paid taxes. What are we afraid of?"

Princess Yongping thinks about it, since they are all in the water, should they still be concerned about the gossip of the honoraries?

Making money these days is the kingly way!

"Okay! Let people stare at it, and as soon as there is news, let's go in!"

Li Maofang does not have a position now, Fuyang Houfu is actually a shelf, and Zhu Di's indifference is a boulder on this shelf.

"No money is needed!"