Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Fang Xing knew that his free time hadn't been long, so he held Wuyou to train his son all day long.

"I will let my sister from now on, do you know?"

With worry-free eyes pure, Fang Xing lowered his head and glanced, only to feel a sense of tranquility in his heart, quite a feeling of stopping for a while.

"Yeah!"

Wuyou waved Chubby's hand and yelled at the two brothers.

Tudou muffledly said: "We know Dad, we will take care of my sister."

Ping An said in a different way: "Father, or let my sister sleep with me at night."

"dream!"

Fang Xing glared at Ping An, "You can't take care of your little kid, so can you take care of your sister?"

Ping An mumbled: "Father, you must be going out."

Tudou had already noticed it, "Father, where are you going this time?"

Fang Xing put Wuyou on his lap and sat with a smile, "Father will go to the north this time to fight the bandits who want to rob our place."

...

Xu Jingchang regretted his intestines this time. He hated his ‘illness’, so he could only call his family to congratulate him at the Taisun’s mansion, and he sent a cart after cart of gifts.

There is no use for eggs. Taisun Mansion is very quiet at the moment. Zhu Zhanji enjoys the joy of being a new father in the mansion every day.

After Zhu Gaochi gave the child a name, the gift flooded the Taisun Mansion, and Xu Jingchang's gift was inconspicuous in the middle.

Xu Jingchang felt that he was wronged, so he dragged the ‘sick body’ into the palace to see him, and was ready to restore the impact.

When he arrived outside the palace, Xu Jingchang had to wait for someone to report.

While he was bored in every possible way, he saw Fang Xing, Fang Xing in a uniform.

Xu Jingchang said in amazement, "Dehua, are you going to...are on the expedition?"

Fang Xing nodded and said: "I don't know, but your Majesty suddenly called, the north must be moving, and I must fight for the striker, Dingguo, and leave."

Xu Jingchang nodded blankly, watching Fang Xing enter the palace, and then he suddenly felt a little... decadent.

...

There are a lot of people here today, more than ten civil and military officials.

Seeing Fang Xing coming in in uniform, everyone couldn't help but smile at Meng Ying.

With the same top helmet and armor, Meng Ying's murderous appearance is just to beg for battle.

Zhu Di also smiled at his beard, and he was extremely relieved that the courtiers would be happy after hearing the war.

Everyone knows that today's discussion has something to do with the Beizheng, so Xia Yuanji looked down and was in a daze, but in fact he was thinking about the allocation of money and food in his heart.

"The time is almost here. The Wala people are now accumulating strength and fattening their horses."

Zhu Di didn't like nonsense, so he directly stated the arrangement.

"Daming can't wait for the other party to do it first, so I am going to send an army to make peace, and then contain Wala."

Meng Ying's complexion changed, and she went out and said, "Your Majesty, the minister is willing to be the forerunner of the army."

Zhu Di nodded slightly and said: "You are a general, you should follow me."

Meng Ying's eyes darkened, and he bowed back.

Fang Xing determined the candidate for this matter in his heart. He knew that his desperate effort had received mixed reviews from the outside world. Some people said he was crazy, some said he kept his promise, and some said he was showing it to Zhu Di.

But he didn't think about anything at the time, just wanted to go, so he went.

"Fang Xing."

"The minister is here."

Unexpectedly, Zhu Di said, "You brought Jubaoshan Guard and Xuanwu Guard, and I will give you five thousand cavalry soldiers. Maybe I will restrain the release of joy?"

Fang Xing smiled, "Your Majesty, don't worry, the minister will definitely hold off the joy, and the Harit army will not move out, and the minister will not back down."

Zhu Di said with satisfaction: "It seems that you have understood what I mean. Just because Tuohuan has unified the three parts of Wala, there are hidden dangers inside. He needs a big battle to clear out the voices against him, so this time it should not be neglected."

"How about the Ministry of Household?"

Xia Yuanji went out and said: "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Household has already mobilized a lot of grain and grass, and it will not delay the army's expedition."

It took less than a month for the army to set off. In this time, Xia Yuanji would mobilize enough grain and stock up along the route.

"The Ministry of War!"

Zhu Di's gaze turned to Jin Zhong.

Jin Zhong said: "Your Majesty, most of the elite troops dispatched by the local health stations have arrived in Peiping and are in the process of training. Follow-up personnel will be available within half a month."

Zhu Di nodded in satisfaction and stood up and said: "After the striker arrives, the Harlem will definitely react, whether it is a battle or a peace, a trial or a decisive battle. As long as Fang Xing can make the breakup pain, the initiative lies in Daming. In my hands, I don’t want to transport my luggage for thousands of miles, and Daming’s people’s power cannot be consumed here."

Fang Xing knew that he had a great responsibility on his shoulders, so he said, "Your Majesty, please rest assured that getting off is not as good as Mahamu, and the minister will definitely make him feel desperate."

Zhu Di nodded and said: "Then go and prepare."

The officials saluted and retired.

Fang Xing walked out of the hall, and Meng Ying chased him up, whispering: "Meng is not familiar with firearms. No wonder your Majesty refuses to let me lead the army."

If Meng Ying led the troops, it would be less than 50,000 people, and if there were less, there would be the possibility of repeating the disaster of Qiu Fu.

Fang Xing said: "Baoding Hou Guoqian has left. Your Majesty keeps you by your side. He must be heavily dependent on him."

Meng Ying said bitterly: "Your eldest brother must be going, there will be no place for me then."

Fang Xing was speechless, so he nodded slightly, then speeded up his feet.

Fang Xing saw Chen De just after leaving the imperial city.

Judging from Chen De's appearance, it was obvious that he had waited for a long time. In other words, Zhu Di had actually decided on candidates and troops before today.

So what's the point of this casual discussion?

"Uncle, the next official has been practicing continuously recently, and I dare to guarantee that he will not hinder uncle."

Fang Xing stared at him, and then said for a long while, "I can’t judge whether I'm dragging my feet behind you. I can tell you that Ben's original plan was to add a few thousand cavalry to Jubaoshan Guards, but you are planning it. outside."

Chen De's complexion flushed, and a sense of humiliation flooded his heart like a tide. If Fang Xing was not an earl, if it weren't for Xuanwuwei who had lost a few adults, and even had something to do with treason, he vowed that Fang Xing would be beaten. Pig head.

Fang Xing felt malice ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but just sneered: "You can tell them this, and then tell them that this is not an easy road. It will be a long road to training soldiers. If you are not satisfied, then Practice until the grassland!"

Chen De clawed his hands and promised loudly, then turned and walked away firmly.

"Will the radical method be useful?"

"It's useful, everyone in Xuanwuwei knows that if they go wrong again during the Northern Expedition, Xuanwuwei will no longer exist."

Zhang Fu sighed: "If that's the case, you can let Chen De go to the front and let him die."

Fang Xing nodded and said, "Yes, it failed, just like Qiu Fu. The whole family is affected. It is better to die in battle. Your Majesty may treat his family lightly because of his conviction."

Zhang Fu looked at the sun in the west, and muttered: "My generation of soldiers should die on the battlefield, not on a sick bed, which only makes the hero lonely."

The setting sun to the west was blood-red, Fang Xing looked at him sideways and said, "Big brother, don't worry, this time the name of Daming resounds through the sky, we... won't lose!"