Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

As soon as the school started, Fang Xing found an excuse to escape, either staring at the new students in the courtyard all day, or spending time with his daughters at home.

"What are you hiding?"

Chen Xiao has become a savage, with tousled hair, dark face, and a small belly. It can be seen that he has suffered a lot.

"I didn't hide."

Fang Xing changed the subject and asked, "How about corn?"

When it comes to this, Chen Xiao wants to wake up with a choke.

"That thing is too tossing"

Chen Xiao felt that he had become a veteran farmer, but he didn't know that in Fang Xing's eyes, he was like a woman complaining about life.

"It's too difficult. I am now an old farmer. Even if I lose an official position, I can use my hands to grow the land to support my family."

Chen Xiao stretched out his hands, the hands that were originally white and fat had a lot of calluses, looking gray and black.

He looked up and said, "I have found a lot of old farmers, and I have paid a lot of money. They play a very important role in the Jia Vegetable Department. Brother Dehua, can you raise some old farmers?"

Fang Xing asked a little surprised: "Didn't the Jia Vegetable Department originally have farmers?"

Chen Xiao smiled bitterly: "They are all farming for food, who wants to toss?"

Fang Xing understood, and said, "I just want to eat the emperor's grain, right?"

Chen Xiao nodded and said, "I have been to the Shanglin Yuan Supervisor, Chang Qing is stubborn, saying that there is a fixed amount of money and food, unless I pick out the money and food, and he doesn't care, otherwise there will be no excess money and food."

"Chang Qing refuses to speak for you at the Ministry of Households?"

Chen Xiao nodded, and Fang Xing said: "Your father-in-law is in the household department, but he can't speak well. It's not good for you to go, I'll go and see."

"That's not much money!"

When I arrived at the Ministry of Households, I heard that it was for corn cultivation. Xia Yuanji said with dissatisfaction: "This is a business, a major event, but it's just raising some old farmers to help. Why doesn't anyone say?"

"I'm afraid of you!"

Fang Xing casually touched the booklet and looked at it, but it was the data of the army's salary and food.

"This matter is too small."

Xia Yuanji said, "Then Chang Qing and the officer were a bit nasty before, let's let them write something later."

"But this is a leapfrog!"

"The more you leap, the better. It's better than not doing anything."

Xia Yuanji seemed to be very dissatisfied with Chang Qing, and was about to disturb him in Shanglin Garden.

He asked people to come in and give orders, then grabbed the booklet in Fang Xing's hand and said, "It's all money and food, Xinghe Uncle, somehow we can reorganize it and reduce the number of people who eat rice!"

"Where is the navy?"

Xia Yuanji was startled, and then said in pain: "The navy is even more expensive, shipbuilding is expensive, going to sea is expensive, and repairing is expensive."

Fang Xing smiled and said: "So going to sea has to be good, Master Xia, there were a lot of benefits in the past! I guess there will be more in the future."

Xia Yuanji gave a dry cough, and said politely: "Those benefits have been spent, and the fleet costs a lot!"

"No one settles accounts with you!"

Fang wakes up, of course, it will not be for the money and food of the dozens of old farmers. He said: "The fleet, no, it is the navy, Master Xia, the preparation of the navy is urgent. The Ministry of Household must support it, otherwise it will be delayed. It's too late."

"What's late?"

Xia Yuanji is good at financial management, but he doesn't understand navy.

Fang Xing pointed to the booklet and said, "I am worried that I will be dragged down in the future. Many people hope to destroy the fleet and Da Ming will stay away from the sea again, so no negligence at all will work. I must take action when I seize the opportunity!"

"And money is the key."

It was a little dry and upset in winter, so Jin Youzi made people order a stick of sandalwood.

The sandalwood is faint, giving people peace.

Everyone is looking at the memorial, and from time to time they will make notes on one, and then paste it on the memorial, so that the emperor can pay attention to certain places.

Zhu Yuanzhang also wanted to be the prime minister, and Zhu Di also had a bachelor of auxiliary politics, so the emperor wanted to manage and handle this huge empire by himself. This was an act of seeking his own death.

As a result, the right of the bachelor of auxiliary politics is increasing a little bit.

Yang Rong clearly remembered Zhu Zhanji's expression when he said this method, very gloomy.

No emperor is willing to give up the rights in his hands, and this method of giving opinions from the bachelor of secondary politics and finally checking by the emperor is essentially weakening the emperor's rights.

But the emperor is not an iron man, and a few bachelors of auxiliary politics will feel tired after reviewing them. How can the emperor do it alone?

He heard some wind.

Some people say that the eunuchs in the palace should form a team of ‘auxiliary eunuchs’ in the palace, and then check the memorials that have been reviewed inside.

This rumor was only heard in the morning, and Yang Rong was a little melancholy.

"Your Majesty wants to use eunuchs to balance!"

Jin Youzi said the reason everyone had guessed.

Yes, everyone knows the reason. As for the future ‘eunuch’, it’s only because the eunuchs and the civil servants acted against each other, and the civil servants would naturally verbally criticize them and make their reputations unsound.

Then, in order to prevent the emperor from using the big killer of the "eunuch", any emperor who has used the **** will be denounced by the civil officials and literati as the "faint emperor"!

"One person to tens of thousands of people will naturally be tired, and then will find a helper."

Yang Rong also said the reason everyone knows, but this is a face slap, so everyone's faces are not very good-looking.

"Fang Xing has entered the palace, his face is not pretty!"

A piece of news made Yang Rong's melancholy go away, and Jin was naive and said: "None of us can talk, this person is pretty good."

"Are you here to persuade me not to use a servant?"

Zhu Zhanji pointed to his eyes and said: "I have read too many memorials, and my eyes are all gone. They are five people, but I am only one person. It is difficult to continue!"

Fang Xing stunned: "Nothing, I want to ask the navy master."

"Navy?"

As an emperor, you really have to manage everything, and your brain must be able to switch channels at any time.

"The navy is currently in charge of Wang Jinghong. It is not included in the army's sequence. Recruitment and fleet planning are also on their own. This is not good for the future."

"What do you mean by letting the fleet fall under the jurisdiction of the Metropolitan Government and the Ministry of War?"

The atmosphere became a little weird somehow, Yu Jia glanced at Fang Xing, but didn't see the panic.

"How about independence?"

Fang Xing explained: "As the emperor's direct subordinate, the navy is at least nominally, and then it is in charge of independently and co-signed with the Dudufu and the Ministry of War, so that at least the constraints of the Dudufu and the Ministry of War can be avoided."

"The Governor's Mansion won't, but the Ministry of War is hard to say."

Zhu Zhanji’s sober attitude made Fang Xing very relieved. He said, “After all, the Ministry of War is a civilian. Zhang Benzai is fine. Who can tell? Once the country is shut down, I would rather go one by one now. Rotten their heads, see what the **** is in their heads!"

The Wuxuns kept making suggestions to Zhu Zhanji during this period of time, but the purpose was one: reorganize the fleet and place it under the control of the capital, and like the army, it will be dispatched by the Ministry of War.

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said: "There are always people who hope that I have nothing to do with my hands and nothing, and then I can only rule by hanging down."

"Yes."

Fang Xing cruelly uncovered the complacent stupidity of those martial artists: "The civil servants of the Governor's Mansion are almost watching the plan. They hope that the martial artists will control the fleet. When they find opportunities in the future, they can all win!"

The Ministry of War is unreliable, this is the positioning recognized by both Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji.

At least the future is unreliable!

Zhu Zhanji nodded ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ calmly said: "This is a good idea."

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