Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

To the south of the city, a newly built building is bathed in the morning light.

The black eaves and the huge pillars looked like guards in the dim environment.

The leaders of the military have already arrived, and Fang Xing is too late.

The face hurt in the early morning wind, Fang Xing got off his horse and walked over, and said, "Fang is late."

Xue Lu nodded and said: "Xinghe Bo, it is better to find a house in the city to live in, so as to avoid the hardship of waiting to enter the city."

Meng Ying smiled and said, "Meng knows a house with a good location. It has all the terraces inside. You can move in with a little movement. Qian Chao Xing and Bo must be indispensable. If he is willing, Meng is willing. Be a middleman."

Before Fang Xing answered, Zhang Fu said for him: "He is not willing to enter the city. He always feels that the smell of smoke and dust in the city is a little bigger, not as quiet as Zhuang Shang."

Meng Ying sniffed, feeling a little pungent, so she looked up.

Under the influence of the morning light, the sky looked blue, and the waning moon on the horizon was still not set, a lonely picture.

"It's all soot!"

From the beginning of the call to protect the trees, the people in the capital have been inciting the people to burn coal, so now every meal is served, there is more pungent smell in the capital.

"This is Dehua's idea, right?"

Xue Lu also felt that the smell was not very good, but it gained a lot of popularity.

Fang Xing walked around and said: "The idea is mine. I am afraid that the smell of smoke and dust is the same thing. I want to find a place to relax. If I stay in the city, I will be troubled by human feelings every day. bother."

Others couldn't help but laugh, Zhang Fu said: "Human love, human love, walking around is human love, don't move! It won't take long, and everything is gone."

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered that Fang Xing’s relatives hadn’t come together after Fang Hongjian got involved. Someone said something vague to him in private, so he coughed and walked over and said in a low voice: "Now you are also a country. Earl, go find it anyway, lest others say that you are cold-hearted and you will not be easy to explain in the future!"

The so-called confession basically refers to the evaluation of Fang Xing in the annals of future history.

In accordance with the usual practice, these evaluations were mostly written by civil servants and heavy ministers. These people wanted to find Fang Xing's loopholes and attack them at the moment, so Zhang Fu's reminder was just in time.

Fang Xing stunned for a moment, and said vaguely: "Well, let me look back and let people have a look."

Since he got here, he hasn't had any contact with relatives, so he also felt a little strange about this matter, and he was also a little lucky.

It used to be bad luck for the Fang family, and relatives did not communicate with each other normally.

But the Fang family has been developed for many years, don't those relatives mean to come to find a relative?

This thing is really evil!

Fang Xing shook his head, ready to turn his head and let people find out, somehow it was a contribution to the Fang family.

At this time, people from the Ministry of Rites came, and the leader turned out to be Hu Yi.

"I have seen all the generals, your majesty will be there later, let's prepare for each."

Seeing that these martial arts were all dressed in sergeant's clothes, Hu Yan didn't think he had seen it. After Yan Dajian was beaten, the Ministry of Rites made up his mind.

Anyway, making a joke is also a samurai joke!

Among those present, Zhang Fu had the highest title, and he immediately shouted: "Let them come!"

Someone promised, and then trot back.

The sound of neat footsteps gradually came, and everyone stood solemnly on the side.

The civilian officials came, they were a little embarrassed when they saw this scene, no one spoke, and they all gathered quietly on the other side.

The sound of footsteps is right in my ears, and against the purple background of the sky, I can't see the array of heads slowly coming.

"Is the artillery in place?"

Zhang Fu asked in a low voice, today they rejected the proposal of a civil official as a ceremonial official, but the warrior came by himself.

Fang Xing nodded, today he will be the ceremonial officer, and Zhang Fu and the others are the chief priests.

He walked to the side and turned his back to the Martyrs' Shrine.

The wheels rolled gently, and countless artillery pieces were pushed to the side of the Martyrs' Shrine.

"Check the artillery, if something goes wrong, I don't need to do anything, those dead brothers can turn into evil spirits and kill you!"

Shen Yao lowered his voice, but seeing that everyone was serious, he gave up his plan of kicking in the past. He just looked at the surrounding wall and sighed, "I didn't expect it!"

Unexpectedly, there are many people.

Warriors can also have an ancestral hall for worship. Who dared to think of it a few years ago?

Those footsteps gradually lowered, as if they were afraid of shocking their souls.

A line of arrays stopped in front of the Martyrs' Shrine, then lined up in silence, leaving a passage in the middle.

The front is the Firearms Guard, the Jubaoshan Guard with one thousand households missing is in front, followed by the Suzaku Guard, Xuanwu Guard, Shenjiying and so on.

The array is getting longer and longer.

A group of sergeants lined up slowly in the purple, silent.

Zhu Zhanji is here.

Shen Hao, who was on duty last night, escorted him.

He was sitting on horseback, looking at the silent array bathed in purple, his heart throbbed.

The array is silent, like a sculpture.

He rode a horse and walked in the middle of the array, behind him were all warriors.

This is the emperor's moment!

Wu is the emperor's most reliable power!

The arrays on both sides bow their heads silently, like a harvest of rice ears, blown by the wind, bowing their heads in turn.

Those civil servants watched this scene silently.

Their eyes are complicated and jealous!

Emperor Chongwu is a disaster for them!

So they were afraid of ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and suppressed it vigorously.

But after all, that force can't be suppressed!

The emperor is on the side of the warrior, and the literati can only try to maintain the situation, waiting for the opportunity.

When he reached the middle of the array, Zhu Zhanji suddenly dismounted and walked.

This is the respect for the warriors!

Yang Rong looked at the opposite side, and saw that someone was already in tears.

The emperor understands people's hearts more and more!

Those soldiers looked at the emperor's eyes with more enthusiasm!

What will this fanaticism bring?

disaster?

Still endless slaughter, and the borderless territory...

Zhu Zhanji saw these fanatics, and he thought of a lot.

Daming needs to be bigger!

He thought of Fang Xing's proposal of "The sun never sets," and also of the north that Zhu Di never forgets.

——There is an enemy in the north!

This is the obsession of Zhu Di's life, which will last until death!

North!

No, every direction!

Daming will attack from all sides until you look around and you are invincible!

once a Thief!

He remembered the enthusiasm in Fang Xing's eyes when he mentioned this!

He smiled slightly. Daming's fleet has no rivals on the sea. Isn't it still a cross-border?

He nodded, yes, the world is still big, Daming needs to be stronger!

Then let us build a bigger and better warship!

Then, let us cross the world!

He walked out of the array, then slowly turned around.

"Long live your majesty!"

Rows of rows slowly knelt down on one knee, like young wheat in the morning breeze.

These wheat seedlings will slowly grow until they are tall...

He nodded slightly, with dignity, and said calmly: "Flat!"

So the wheat seedlings grew taller...