Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

"This is deliberate..."

This is not a dojo, there is no orthodox dispute, and some are just unwilling and painful for the departure of relatives.

"Yes, deliberately."

Fang Xing felt that as long as he opened his head, these people would not lack the ability to slowly deduct things.

"Muqi!"

He mentioned a person's name.

"This person played a big role in it. Whether it's talking about Zhang Lin or encouraging your relatives to attack the army, this person is looming in it..."

"I saw him the day before yesterday!"

"where?"

Fang Xingxun stared at a middle-aged man.

"Uncle, he said the day before yesterday that he was going to find someone to seek justice, so he left."

When I said it, I didn't say it!

"Find out! Also, where are the thousand officials who led the army that day?"

...

Waiting for disposal!

After that day, Liang Ping felt that he was probably dead.

Zhu Yong is very loyal, no, he has the energy to protect his shortcomings, and temporarily protects him.

The room was slightly cold and deserted.

But he knew that there were two sergeants staring at him outside.

After all, Zhu Yong is the Duke of the Country, hereditary Duke of the Country.

No matter how stupid he was, he knew he couldn't let Liang Ping run away, otherwise he couldn't tell if he was covered in mouth.

Close your eyes, and the killing of that day seems to be right in front of you.

"Cheng Guogong admires Confucianism, they dare not rush over, let's go to the capital, go to see your majesty, for Daming, for the world..."

Those scholars are crazy.

No, they all drank too much!

Liang Ping clearly remembered that someone was vomiting, and most of them had red eyes, and there was no more excitement.

At that time, let alone knives and guns, they would dare to break through the flames.

Then screamed.

Those sergeants were punched and kicked by them, but this was nothing.

The most feared thing is to catch.

Almost none of the sergeants in the first row had a good face, they were all badly caught, and scary like evil spirits.

He was hesitating at the time.

"I'm an idiot!"

Liang Ping slapped himself, his shortness of breath was like pulling a bellows.

Even if he ordered a retreat at that time!

After retreating, reorganize and beat them down with fists and feet is the best choice.

But he hesitated, and then the soldiers who had been angered to the limit, under the leadership of a few people, finally started.

The arrow rain covered, the spear stabbed, the long knife slashed...

A textbook battle!

The fastest battle ever ended!

When there were only a few people standing in the front, most of the soldiers were still in a comfortable state, and only a few officers knew that the trouble was coming.

That day, he returned to Jinan City with his subordinates and found Zhu Yong to plead guilty.

With little questioning, Zhu Yong put him under house arrest in this room.

This is waiting to die!

He lost his appetite, he was out of shape.

He was anxious, but couldn't wait for the result.

The dark night brings greater wind, and the people who blow it are flustered.

Liang Ping is very weak, at least he thinks so.

He slept drowsy and his stomach was empty, like a fire burning.

"grown ups……"

Liang Ping, who was dizzy like a fever, was startled suddenly, then sat up and shouted in a low voice, "Who?"

"My lord, the official Xu Xin..."

"Xu Xin? Why are you here?"

Xu Xin was one of his hundreds of officials and was also the subject of surveillance, so Liang Ping was a little curious that he could be free, and at the same time looking forward to his good news.

The door was opened silently, and a dark figure touched in.

He actually came here secretly!

Liang Ping's heart instantly became an ice hole.

"My lord, the official just heard about it, they are going to put all the charges on you..."

The black shadow's voice was filled with resentment.

Yes! This kind of tricks to make people feel bad is not uncommon in the military. As the party concerned, Liang Ping is naturally the best candidate.

"You must be inevitable, but your family...they said they would be exiled to that big island, where there are all savages, cannibal savages..."

This is despair!

Liang Ping knew that according to the current methods of the DPRK, his family would be exiled no matter what.

In other words, he is the most unlucky!

The black shadow seemed to know what he was thinking, so he whispered: "My lord, the lower officials have spent money to lure them away, let's go! If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave."

Without oil lamps, the only light is the moonlight outside.

The moon is cold, and people are cold.

...

Jinan Prefecture is very big, and the city is also big.

Daming Lake is still clear, but one boat is missing.

The plan for a day lies in the morning, but after the harvest, the year's work is almost over.

It's time to rest. After the Double Ninth Festival, you should find a job to subsidize some households.

Recently, the most popular breakfast in Jinan City is scallion pancakes, followed by a bowl of hot and sour soup. This is a delicacy that many children look forward to from night to morning.

There is a new shop just a street away from the Chief Secretary’s Yamen, which sells scallion pancakes and hot and sour soup, but nothing else.

This business is so good that it is very hot, every day from opening to noon~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It’s gone, it’s sold out today! "

Before noon today, the shop started rushing people.

The man making scallion pancakes went to wash his hands expressionlessly, and the woman who struck her hands looked at the bag of flour under the chopping board with a dismay, but was afraid to say it.

"Your home is great, you do so much every day! Bah! Next time I see who will come to your home to buy it!"

Those guests left swearingly, and Jinan City also recovered its tranquility.

Agriculture is the foundation. During the slack season, everything is free.

The woman cleaned up the shop, then went out for a circle, and when she came back, she said to the man with a look of gossip: "Big Brother, Xing Hebo has entered the city and has a fallout with Xu Guogong."

The man was sitting on the edge of the stove and eating noodles. He raised his head when he heard the words.

"Why... why did it fall out?"

The woman didn’t notice his speech sickness, and said excitedly: “It seems like a few people escaped from the city the day before. Xu Guogong said it’s nothing to do with her, and was scolded by Uncle Xinghe. Brother, you said that an uncle dared to scold Guogong. Is this something wrong?"

The man was shocked, and then continued to eat noodles.

The woman was a little upset when she was left aside, but she didn't dare to be awkward with her boss, so she turned and ran again.

As soon as her front foot left, the man put down his chopsticks, and hurriedly made some dust on the stove, mixed it with water, and made a faint smear on his face...

After getting it right, he looked at the deserted street and murmured: "Unexpectedly, Mu Qi had a face-lift one day, Fang wakes up, you do it slowly, after you lose, I will naturally be the hero. "

The great hidden in the world, the principle of black under the lamp is common to ancient and modern.

Fang Xingxin wanted to catch Mu Qi, who was selling scallion pancakes not far from the Chief Secretary's Office, and his business was booming.