Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

After crossing the boundaries of Datong City, Fang Xing ordered the team to move from the fork to the left, and the destination was already clear. x update fastest

Gradually, some greens can be seen along the way, and the horse sometimes looks for some tender grass from the melting ground, and then raises its head and hisss, very happy.

The knife is also very happy. He lay on the horseback, looking at the blue sky and shouting: "Seven brother, the madam will find me a daughter-in-law when I return!"

Xin Laoqi frowned when he looked at him unstable and said, "Do you know what a daughter-in-law is?"

Sword flexibly sat upright on horseback, and said unconvinced: "Isn't it just a fight? Last time I heard Brother Five..."

"Fifth brother is good, brother is wrong."

Fang Wu drew his sword very quickly, facing the knife that was resting on his neck, the sword quickly admitted his mistake.

"If you dare to take me as your head, I will strip you naked and hang you up on a tree at night!"

Fang Wu took the knife and said quietly, "What is that woman? How did the child come out? Seventh brother, how did your big girl and tiger head come out?"

Xin Laoqi's face was a little red, and he shouted: "Ask seven questions and eight questions about what to do! When you marry a wife, naturally someone will teach you."

Why! The road to education is rugged, and there is a long way to go!

Fang Xing listened to Dao's words, and couldn't help but think of a joke about not getting pregnant after getting married.

Someone shouted: "Knife, getting married means kissing. You can kiss your daughter-in-law hard in the future, and you will have a child soon!"

Dao said in disbelief: "You lie! Last time I heard..."

"To shut up!"

The sword is agile, and he often squats around the house and patrols, so he hears a lot of ‘’.

"Then I will go ahead and have a look!"

The knife was a little dimly shy, and rushed out as soon as he pinched the horse's belly.

Fang Xing watched them laugh and felt that the hardships along the way were nothing.

Huang Zhong also smiled: "Uncle, looking at these young people, I also remembered myself back then. There are still many good people in this world!"

Dao changed his trajectory when he met Fang Xing. If not, he would probably become a scout in his life, and then die on the grassland one day.

However, Kuang Zhong is similar to a knife. From a difficult life, fortunately he met Yu Yi, the magistrate of Jing'an County, otherwise he would not even be a book official in his life, let alone Yu Yi later recommended him.

"Noble!"

Thinking of Yu Yi, Huang Zhong was a little emotional. He was finally cut off by Fang Xinghu and took the role of an aide, but he was satisfied.

The knife came back before lunch, and there was a man who looked like a housekeeper with him.

"Lin Sheng, I have met my uncle."

The man looked at his refined temperament, and Fang Xing asked, "What's the matter?"

"I sent my sister to visit relatives, and now we are returning to Taiyuan. This way is a bit unsafe. I implore my uncle to allow my sister to accompany him. After returning to Taiyuan, my master will definitely be grateful."

Some distance ahead, there was a bullock cart parked on the side of the road in front of him. When Fang Xing looked around, the curtain opened and a pretty face came out.

After seeing Fang Xing's gaze, the woman's face was flushed, and with a soft utter, she quickly lowered the car curtain.

"Can!"

Fang Xing's head slightly, then said: "Old Qi, let's cook!"

"Thank you for your kindness, Uncle!"

Lin Sheng saluted overjoyedly, then ran back to the side of the bullock cart and whispered.

Immediately a servant girl got off the bullock cart, and then the woman was also helped to get out of the car by the servant girl, and she put on a veil.

After eating and continuing to set off, the ox cart followed closely behind the team, and Lin Sheng and the two Jiading guarded them nervously all the way.

In the afternoon, Fang Xing called to camp.

This time there is no post, no town, only camping in the wild.

Fang Xing was very leisurely, and even had time to make a big pot of gnocchi. The fragrance was so fragrant that everyone who scouts hundreds of households would eat this pot.

"The same material, what to grab!"

Fang Xing's craftsmanship is indeed good, and he may have eaten the food made by Xing He Bo himself, which is why everyone is vying for it.

Fang Xing made a big bowl by himself, Huang Zhong also made a big bowl, and then just ignore it, you grab it yourself.

When he walked to the side, Fang Xing squatted and ate like this, without the shelf of the Ming nobleman.

After dinner, Lin Sheng came again, "Uncle, sister-in-law, can you camp there at night?"

Hundred scouts camped in accordance with the rules of the march. The middle one was Fang Xing's camp, so it was also the safest place.

The woman Huang Zhong also took a look, even if she was wearing a veil, she could still feel pretty.

"no!"

Fang Xing said coldly: "How can you mix women in the military, don't even think about it!"

Huang Zhong also said: "It would be an exception to let you camp on the side, don't be dissatisfied, go back quickly, and stop walking after dark, otherwise you will kill you!"

...

It was dark, and in the tent, a portrait was taken by the candle.

The man in the portrait looks at his twenties, wearing a blue shirt, holding the handle of the knife with his left hand, and his brows are cold.

With her lips pursed, her eyes narrowed slightly, a painting can actually see some killing intent.

"Is that right?"

A nice woman's voice asked.

"Yes, it's him, that demon god!"

A man's voice said: "From the perspective of today's rejection, this person is decisive in killing and restraining female sex. It is not a demon in **** that is widely rumors outside."

"He was young, and offended countless literati. The exaggeration is the nature of the literati. It is their specialty to be born out of nothing, so we must be careful, otherwise he will not pity Xiangxiyu and cut off your beautiful head!"

"Just now they wanted to go in and test ~www.readwn.com~ and they were driven out by his people. The carriage was guarded and entered, and they can't see the situation anymore. We have a heavy responsibility, and here is not far from Taiyuan. They must find out who is in the car before they arrive in Taiyuan!"

The woman's voice sounded a little crisp, but her tone was murderous.

"According to the current situation, we have no hope! It is said that he is bold and cautious in using soldiers, and he is indeed a famous general!"

The man's voice was a little impatient.

The woman said: "Can't wait any longer, ask someone to go..."

...

There were not many tents brought by the scouts this time. Fang Xing definitely wanted to occupy one. Since Zuo Wei's body was imprisoned for a long time and there were some problems, Fang Xing let him live with him.

The candlelight flickered, and Fang Xing was holding the book while looking at it, returning his head from time to time, as if he was studying knowledge.

Zuo Wei could not help but admire secretly when he saw that the cover was the "Book of Songs".

Who Xing He Bo totally rejected Confucianism? People don’t want to release the scrolls, but they look at...Huh! No, can the Book of Songs belong to Confucianism?

Fang Xing felt his gaze, and closed the book, "According to the original book of poetry, there were thousands of poems, but most of them were deleted by the old master, leaving only three hundred. Three hundred poems, in a word, think innocent! What do you think? ?"

Zuo Wei smiled bitterly and said, "I don't have a deep study of the Book of Songs, so I don't dare to say anything."

The man in front of him is a juvenile Juren, who is known as a genius. If he hadn't started a new school, perhaps the Confucianists would have regarded him as their leading figure and praised him.

Fang Xing smiled, and against the candlelight, it turned out to be a bit hideous.

"You can read it, but you don't need to study it deeply. That's something a few people do."

Zuo Wei said embarrassingly: "Yes, uncle everyone, admire it."

There was a dark shadow shaking outside the tent, Fang Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, and Zuo Wei felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, as if he was on guard.

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