Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Wang Zhang's words were taken back to Fangjiazhuang by Ma Su.

Huang Zhong analyzed it and said, "He wants to make peace? But first, the crazy censors of the Metropolitan Procuratorate must be stopped. The censors are gone, and the officials outside will also stop impeachment."

"Won't stop."

Xie Jin knows the officialdom ecology of the capital better than Huang Zhong, "If Emperor Wen was there, they would be afraid, but now they won't."

Zhu Zhanji used Zhu Di as his model to fulfill his career as an emperor, but after all, he did not have the prestige and dominance of Zhu Di.

Fang Xing knew that Zhu Zhanji's foundation was still not deep enough, and he chose the path of innovation, adding countless enemies and losing countless supporters. This is the source of his huge pressure now.

The root of all this is Fang Xing.

From the time he got to know Fang Xing, Zhu Zhanji has embarked on a different path. His personal and Daming fate are intertwined, and they are also completely different from history.

Fang Xing must thank Zhu Di. It was this determined emperor who gave him the support to ensure that Zhu Zhanji learned a lot of knowledge that was quite different from the existing knowledge system.

And these innovations all appeared at the beginning of the Yongle dynasty. While Zhu Di was staring at the north, he started Zhu Zhanji. Otherwise, Zhu Zhanji's road of innovation will be densely covered with thorns, like walking on thin ice, and the slightest accident will be in danger of turmoil in the world.

He glanced at Huang Zhong in thought and felt that he had delayed the future of this'old friend', and said: "He is the emperor and always has to face the challenge. It depends on his own."

Xie Jin said: "The Metropolitan Procuratorate is sitting on wax now. If you continue, your Majesty will definitely make a note. If you retreat, your morale will drop, and outsiders will also say that the Metropolitan Procuratorate is anticlimactic and sweeping the ground."

Although Huang Zhong retired from officialdom, he became Fang Xing's only staff. Needless to say, his treatment and life were very leisurely. Therefore, his hair looked black, his face was not wrinkled, and his complexion was excellent.

"Uncle, don't change, let's change."

Huang Zhong always felt that Fang Xing had acted too aggressively. He liked to use his hands and hated to use his mouth.

But the hardest thing in the world is the tongue, which can turn everything in the universe into a soft finger. Several of those great abilities throughout the ages are not invincible by debate.

Now that the North and South have been cleaned up, it's time to move their mouths. Everyone has debates in the court and the people, and science has a sharp weapon.

Thinking of that sharp weapon, Huang Zhong suggested: "Uncle, see Ming Pao should also cover more, let it be advertised, so the people should not be ignorant of the ins and outs of the matter."

Fang Xing disagreed, "This is not a decisive battle. It's better to keep the courts less mixed in with the newspapers, otherwise, the position will change. How can neutrality come from? Then others will also want to run newspapers according to this routine. Why should they refuse? "

Xie Jin nodded in agreement with this view, and then asked: "But if you don't let it go, how will this end?"

For Wang Zhang's sudden softness, Fang Xing didn't think about how it ended.

At dinner, Wuyou yelled that he was going to hunt, and vowed to catch a little tiger and come back with two big dogs for company.

He said peacefully and calmly: "The little tiger wants to eat meat and raw meat. Once he sees blood, it will be difficult to raise later, and he will eat people if he fails."

"Second brother!"

Wuyou was hit by Ping An's interest, and went back to ask Fang Xing.

Fang Xing had been observing the potatoes in secret, lying on her lap by worry-free, he gently stroked the top of her head and said, "Big bugs and little bugs listen to you. If there is an extra tiger, could you take care of them? "

"can!"

Wuyou immediately rejoiced, and Fang Xing looked at her with a smile and said, "Count the things you do every day, and those of your friends."

Wuyou lay on his knees and started counting.

"Mother is going to comb my hair in the morning, sometimes it takes a long time."

Parents, especially mothers, always like to dress up their daughters beautifully, so spending some time for this is not a problem at all.

She gave her thumbs down and said, "Then I'm going to see the big bugs and the little bugs. If I have time, I have to run them in the field with them... But I still have a lot of things!"

Fang Xing and Zhang Shuhui smiled relatively, Xiao Bai couldn't help but smile and said: "It's busy enough, and another tiger, worry-free is afraid that he won't even have time to go to the palace."

"Yes!"

Worry-free and sad, calculating his time schedule, listening to her, probably even the emperor did not have to work hard for her.

Hearing these childish speeches, Fang Xing glanced at Tudou inadvertently, and when he saw that the corner of his mouth was smiling at worry-free, he withdrew his gaze, and felt a little calm in his heart.

After dinner, Fang woke up in the front yard.

He discussed with Huang Zhong for a long time, and finally walked out the door.

Fang Jiazhuang was cold and quiet, and Fang Xing took a deep breath, feeling cold from the bottom of his throat to his lungs. After a while, he slowed down, but it seemed to be burnt.

"Master, do you have to be on duty at night?"

Xin Laoqi appeared silently behind Fang Xing. He is now getting better and better. It is said that no one in the family wants to practice against him, not because he is afraid of pain, because Xin Laoqi knows to keep his hands, but feels desperate and embarrassed. .

Fang Xing shook his head and exhaled vigorously.

The white gas is like a puff of gunpowder in the air, and then it gradually dissipates.

...

Fang woke up the next day in Shenxianju to visit Mochou's mother and son.

Huanhuan was still a little afraid of him, but somehow he was able to call Dad.

Mo Chou was a little worried. She worried that Huanhuan would become stupid in the future.

"My son is naturally not stupid. Huanhuan has fewer people in contact with him. When he gets older, there are a group of classmates, and he will naturally change."

There is no senior in Zhixing Academy who bullies his junior, at least no one in Fang Xing's son dared to bully.

Mo Chou comforted himself: "Huanhuan should be better when there are two older brothers."

After going through that incident, Tudou became more stable and somewhat reticent.

Ping An chose to trade mediocrity in exchange for a relatively free life, and Fang Xing also pretended to be blinded by him, and did not ask people to overweight their studies.

As for the future of Huanhuan Fang Xing, there is no specific arrangement, and it is mostly decided based on the child's future performance.

Fang Xing always played with Huanhuan every time he came here to connect with his father and son.

He led Huanhuan to walk in the yard, squatting down from time to time to find something interesting with him. Sometimes a small bug can make Huanhuan happy.

The father and son became familiar with each other gradually.

The younger brother came in and came over and whispered: "Master, someone outside, please visit ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and tell me what the surname is Ye."

Fang Xing wanted to go out, but when he heard that he was named Ye, he said, "He's all right, don't worry about it."

Mo Chou hurriedly got up to avoid entering, while Huanhuan was held by Fang Xing in the tree looking for her baby.

When Ye Luoxue's face appeared, Fang Xing sighed in his heart, and then made Huanhuan scream.

Ye Luoxue smiled at Huanhuan, and then said: "Tibetan Feng is already in place."

Fang Xing said, "I thought I would be ready in the next day."

Huanhuan looked at Ye Luoxue curiously and listened to Fang Xing talking with him.

"When do you do it?"

Ye Luoxue was as easy as saying where to go to play.

Fang Xing asked, "Have those people died down?"

Ye Luoxue shook his head: "No, there are still a lot of memorials."

"This is not giving up and committing sins."

Fang Xing said calmly: "Get ready, do it today."

Ye Luoxue nodded slightly, and Fang Xing said: "Lao Qi, you can arrange it."

Ye Luoxue asked a little surprised: "Xing He Bo, is this someone who wants to let those people know about the shot?"

"right."

Fang Xing said: "As long as you move your hands, most of those people can guess that it is me, so there is no need to hide it."

"Those people have been caught with the tail of their hands, and the charges are ready. What about the people who hide the front?"

Fang Xing glanced at his handsome face that would make every man jealous, and said, "I'm just a little bit ahead. As for the people of Zangfeng, they have never seen it. If you want to make a move, it won't matter. Endure it for a long time."

Ye Luoxue remembered Zhu Zhanji's explanation, and nodded in response, and then went out with Xin Laoqi.

——You went over there and obeyed Xinghebo's arrangement.

He stood outside the door of Shenxianju, slowly raising his right hand.

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