Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Fang Xing was also a little surprised.

"I thought it would be the British public. After all, Your Majesty wanted Wuxun to stand in line for a long time. This time is an opportunity."

In the study, Huang Zhong was rubbing the jade pendant, his eyes a little dull.

Xie Jin is not much better, he said with a grim expression: "You suppressed Jinan. Xu Jingchang was there. Your Majesty sent Grandpa Cheng to help. Why do you want to go? Whether it's Zhang Fu or other martial artists. , Just send one person, but..."

They were all worried, worried that Fang Xing would step in step by step.

"Uncle, it's not a small river, but...the sea!"

"so what?"

Fang Xing didn't care about this, he got up and said, "Mr. Jie, Bo Li, believe in your majesty, believe in me."

Zhu Zhanji's move was to pull him back from the front line, but he knew that he would not evade, so he had to let him cruise around.

What kind of **** is too cruel!

That is Fang Xing's reluctance to stay out of the matter, okay!

If Fang Xing is unwilling to go, Zhu Zhanji will not force him.

People who don't understand this truth will suffer a big loss sooner or later.

...

"Cause and effect cause and effect, the cause you planted yourself, what effect will be in the future... We don't know."

Sun Xiang was sitting on the kang, still plucking the prayer beads with a benevolent eyebrow.

A small baggage was placed on the table, and two eunuchs walked away quietly outside the door.

An Lun knelt on the ground and said, "Father-in-law, thank you for your wrong love, slave and maid... You’ve got a good start, but... But after all, Dongchang is your majesty’s domestic slave, while Xinghe Bo has blended into the country. I don’t know what it will be like in the future, and the East Factory will definitely not be involved. This is a bit of careful thought by the servants..."

Sun Xiang closed his eyes and sighed: "We don't know your thoughts. Who is Xinghe Bo Ju? That is the most trusted minister of your Majesty. You dare to humiliate the street, An Lun, you... Xing He Bo Ju will report it. , If you feel wrong, just take advantage of today to apologize, he will surely sell our family's face and let you go."

"As for the future, it depends on your good fortune. Our family went to the imperial tomb, planted vegetables and swept the floor, and talked to Emperor Ren in free time. From now on...there will be no future."

When Sun Xiang saw that An Lun just bowed his head, but refused to speak, he sighed, then got out of bed and walked to him.

"You... our family doesn't know what you are thinking, but this position is after all on the edge of the knife, and accidentally it will be a thousand swords... An Lun!"

"Father-in-law."

An Lun raised his head, tears streaming down his face.

Sun Xiang was taken aback, then touched the top of his head, and sighed: "Our family doesn't know what you are thinking, but An Lun...you must be steady!"

An Lun just choked.

"Hey!"

Sun Xiang said helplessly: "The palace is a place of right and wrong. You have offended Uncle Xinghe today. He is a half-teacher of your majesty. In the future, the prince's teacher, you are looking for death by yourself!"

An Lun just shook his head, Sun Xiang took a deep breath, turned around and took a small baggage, and when he turned around again, he was already expressionless.

An Lun got up to support him, but was rejected.

"Our family is not old yet."

Sun Xiang walked out slowly, there were already people standing outside.

"Father-in-law!"

No matter who it was, they all knelt down at the moment they saw Sun Xiang coming out.

Sun Xiang stopped, his eyes vicissitudes of life.

"Anything is illusory, and all useful methods are like dream bubbles, like dew and electricity..."

Sun Xiang's eyes gradually turned cold, and then said: "No need to be polite."

Everyone got up and gradually gathered around.

Sun Xiang slowly walked towards the door.

He said in his mouth that everything was illusory, but An Lun beside him saw his eyes blinking and his lips pressed tightly.

"Father-in-law."

A young fan suddenly shouted, and then squeezed to the front, looking expectantly: "Father-in-law, you are here, let's enshrine you for a hundred years, okay?"

"Yes, father-in-law, you are staying in the east factory, let's look at it, you can do whatever you want... But the imperial mausoleum, who will serve you over there?"

"Father-in-law, the imperial tomb is hard and no one is waiting for you, what should you do when you are old?"

"Father-in-law, you can be raised in the palace! The little one heard that you were raised in the palace."

"Father-in-law, is there your opponent in the palace? Who is it? Let's kill him!"

"kill him!"

Since Sun Xiang mastered Dongchang, he has been soft-hearted and has taken good care of his opponents.

Especially after the tragic death of Harleh's spies in Dongchang, An Lun, regardless of the time he was about to retreat, dealt with it decisively and dealt with the affairs of the martyrs frankly, and everyone in Dongchang admired it.

So at this moment, seeing him look desolate and helpless, Dongchang and Shang were immediately sad.

At the beginning of man, nature is selfish.

But at this moment, everyone was moved.

At this time, if anyone dared to give Sun Xiang a face or make a rude word, he could definitely go home to prepare for the funeral, and it was the funeral of the whole family.

Sun Xiang's face was still cold, and he nodded and said, "Thank you very much. Everyone will go back and work hard."

silence!

Then the young fan broke out.

"Father-in-law, who is it? Who forced you to guard the imperial tomb? The little one went to kill him! Kill him!"

Sun Xiang saw that there was an uproarious sentiment, and said: "Our family remembers you, the year before you were frivolous, and you missed the news, our family let someone beat you ten sticks... Right?"

"Father-in-law!"

The young Fanzi said with tears: "The young man is at least 30 sticks according to the rules, and his half-life is gone. The father-in-law is tolerant, and the young man has the vitality."

Sun Xiang smiled bitterly: "Our family is generous and has no kindness to you. If there is, it is also the kindness of your majesty, but you can't remember the wrong person."

The young fan froze for a moment, and An Lun shouted: "That is the law of the country, and the public law is open to the public. It is thinking of you and other hardworking kings, but it is the instruction of your majesty. If you don't know it, shut up!"

Charity also depends on the timing and environment.

At this time, the person concerned and most of the people were moved or grateful for the kindness.

What can it do for national affairs?

Sun Xiang is smart, but he still has flaws.

He looked at everyone, smiled and said: "Our family will leave soon, you wait... our family hopes you have waited better, don't go to the cutting edge to find news, but this is impossible."

"Da Ming needs news, so...be careful in the future, ah!"

Sun Xiang arched his hands and walked out slowly.

The crowd stepped aside, watching silently.

They not only watched Sun Xiang leave, but also watched An Lun who emptied Sun Xiang.

As the new and old alternate, An Lun has long been secretly speculated as a candidate.

The news that An Lun had given Fang Xing a face on Long Street the day before spread throughout the city.

Many people are cheering that a good man who does not fear power has appeared in Daming!

Yes, An Lun has a good reputation outside.

This is a good person!

So for an unprecedented time, I haven't scolded Dongchang outside for a long time.

Not only did I never scold ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but also praised it.

Yesterday someone wrote a poem on the bed of a popular female prostitute to praise An Lun.

An Lun is on fire!

The city of Peiping has been fired through, and it is developing to the surrounding area.

But as the emperor's domestic slave, half of the sky suddenly burned, and the smell was always wrong.

So everyone is watching, wanting to see where this new factory supervisor can lead everyone.

Sun Xiang walked to the edge of the gate, then slowly turned around, arching his hands with a dull expression: "All are good, be good..."

"Father-in-law, take care!"

Suddenly a large piece of it knelt down inside.

"Father-in-law, stay."

An Lun firmly believed that as long as Sun Xiang was willing to stay, the emperor would not be a hindrance.