Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Zhu Zhanji didn't want to affect Fang Xing's recovery, so he left soon.

After he left, Fang Xing asked Liang Zhong who had followed Wanwan.

Liang Zhong was frustrated today, Jin Ying was serving Zhu Zhanji, and Yu Jia, who had nowhere to go, could only serve Wanwan. As a senior, he was not easy to fight, so he served as a background board for a long time.

"What is the origin of that Sun family?"

Fang Xing felt that Sun's self-confidence and pretentiousness were certain of his identity, and that he was so cute that he would be cute.

Thinking of the scene where Sun Shi secretly gave Zhu Zhanji a cute and shy smile, Fang Xing couldn't figure out her details.

Even if there is no one around, Liang Zhong still whispered: "The Sun family is in an ordinary family, and his father is a student of the Tai, and he has become the master book of Yongcheng. In the past few years, Your Majesty asked him to choose a good match for His Royal Highness. No, Mrs. Pengcheng recommended the Sun family."

Mrs. Peng Chengbo is the mother of the current Crown Princess Zhang.

Wanwan pulled the big girl and ran past, laughing all over the floor, bells chasing hard behind, and the old man with his tongue sticking out.

Seeing this scene, Liang Zhong's face became more gentle, and he smiled: "Of course the empress can't refuse, so after reporting to her majesty, she was admitted to the palace, and she was taught by the empress herself when she was ten."

Damn it! This posture is the future princess grandson!

Seeing Fang Xing's stunned, Liang Zhong persuaded: "This woman has a sweet mouth, and Taisun loves her so much, Xing He Bo Ke can think more about it."

This is to advise Fang Xing not to offend the future queen.

Bright eyes are good at looking, clever smiles are beautiful, this is Sun's impression left to Fang Xing. Since watching the lantern festival at the beginning of the year, Fang Xing knew that this woman was probably Zhu Zhanji's heart.

Fang Xing felt that numbness had begun in his buttocks, so he chuckled softly, "I hope she won't do politics."

Liang Zhong also smiled and said, "There is a lady here."

The crown prince Zhang was highly valued by Zhu Di. If he said he hated Zhu Gaochi, he did not hate his daughter-in-law and grandchildren.

The Zhu family still maintains the rules of marrying a wife and a virtuous person, and each generation of queens is a role model for women.

Wanwan ran back with her big girl and bells, her little pink face, panting, stood in front of Fang Xing and asked: "Fang Xing, what do you think of Sun's?"

Fang Xing reached out and wiped away a strand of hair scattered on her forehead, and smiled: "It depends on what your elder brother means."

Wanwan pouted: "But I don't like her, I don't want her to be a sister-in-law."

Fang Xing with a smile, touched her Baotou and said: "Children don't mix with adults, you just have to play well."

The final decision on this matter is in Zhu Di's hands. If he thinks Sun is good, then no one can stop this woman from becoming Zhu Zhanji's wife.

The students in the college also learned of the news, and when they were about to see Fang Xing, they were suppressed by Xie Jin.

"You study hard, that is the greatest support for Xinghebo."

After school, the students have their doubts, the ones who should live on campus, the ones who should go home and go home.

Li Jia hurried forward at the gate of Guancheng. The sergeant guarding the gate was familiar with the student who entered the city every day, and said with a smile: "Boy, next time you arrive late, let's not leave the gate!"

Li Jia turned around and said, "Thank you, brothers, I must be here sooner next time."

"Then go back quickly, don't worry about your parents."

In fact, everyone knows that there are strict restrictions on the opening and closing time of city gates. Unless it is a top power, you can't wait for a moment when the time comes.

But with this kind of intention, Li Jia's good mood has been maintained at home.

Li Jia's home doesn't even have a yard, and the door is the living room.

In the small living room, sat a man Li Jia had never seen before, accompanied by his father Li Jianzhong.

Seeing Li Jia entering the door, Li Jianzhong got up and introduced: "Boss, this is Mr. Rong. He said he wants you to go to the Chongwen Academy to study. Dad doesn't understand. You can talk to Mr. Rong."

This Mr. Rong looked more than 30 years old, with a kind face, but just a mouth was a bit domineering.

"Li Jia?"

Mr. Rong pushed aside the coarse porcelain teacup in front of him, frowning and said: "There is a great scholar in Chongwen Academy, and your former classmates Lin Jie and Xia Ming are there. The professor has said that he will be a scholar and a juror in the next course. Would you like to join in?"

Li Jia put down the book bag and said cautiously: "Mr. Rong, the student is very good at Zhixing Academy, and there is no thought of leaving. I'm sorry."

Mr. Rong didn't see the irritation, but said indifferently: "Can you figure it out clearly?"

Li Jia felt that this tone was wrong, and frowned, "Students have already figured it out clearly and will not leave Zhixing Academy."

Mr. Rong turned his gaze to Li Jianzhong disdainfully, and said confidently: "You are a carpenter, and your daughter-in-law weaves at home, but thought that one day no one would ask you to make furniture and no one would buy your daughter-in-law’s cloth?"

Li Jianzhong was horrified: "Mr. Rong, my family didn't offend you, right? Why did you say this?"

Mr. Rong glanced at Li Jia and said: "Your son is ignorant and doesn't have a good future. Then why are you still alive? Why don't you sink your family?"

Li Jia's heart trembled and said angrily: "Mr. Rong, this is Jinling!"

Mr. Rong sneered: "What about Jinling? As long as I go out of this door today, I won't be able to take care of your house tomorrow, and it will be hard to move every step of the way!"

Li Jianzhong panicked, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Rong, this matter has to be discussed by the younger family members!"

Mr. Rong said with disdain: "Don't you know about Chongwen Academy? It will lie to you! Within a stick of incense, it will be decided by one word!"

The door was not closed, a neighborhood was passing by, and he was about to come in and sit down, but seeing Mr. Rong's murderous face, he couldn't help taking a step back and murmured and left.

"Is the Li family in debt? Or is Li Jia causing trouble outside!"

Li Jia glanced at the neighbourhood, he was a little flustered when he was young. After all, his family’s rice bowls are all in his hands~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Chongxueyuan is already a legend in Jinling. The students squeezed their heads and wanted to go in because of the great scholar Zheng Qinian.

But Zheng Qinian is not so kind to invite, so everyone knows that Chongwen Academy has an extraordinary background, and he almost broke his head when enrolling students.

Mr. Rong's words must be true. Li Jia's palms are sweaty, his heartbeat is fierce, and his lips are squirming, so he wants to agree.

"You will be watched by the world!"

Fang Xing's words echoed in Li Jia's mind at this time.

What is the result of the Confucian Society?

False Taoism!

This is Fang Xing's criticism.

Li Jia gritted his teeth and said: "I'm sorry, the students don't go to Chongshu Academy."

A blue color flashed across Mr. Rong's face, and he stood up and said, "You are seeking your own death! Then wait for your family to die!"

Li Jia was also angry. He scratched his neck and said: "Mr. Rong, the college has His Royal Highness."

Mr. Rong sneered: "His Royal Highness is going to study Confucianism every day. Do you think this is interesting?"

Li Jia said unconvinced: "But there are still mountains growing!"

"Fang Xing?"

"Hahahaha!" Mr. Rong laughed and said, "Today he was severely blamed by your majesty, and his majesty is sweeping. Do you still count on him? Hahahaha!"

"Mr. Rong! Mr. Rong..."

Li Jianzhong panicked, but Mr. Kerong strode out and said as he walked: "Just one chicken is missing, and that's your home!"

"How to do?"

Li Jianzhong sat weakly on the bench and drank the tea that Mr. Rong had disdain to drink, but he could not stop the sadness in his chest.

Li Jia said nervously: "Father, don't worry, I will go to the mountain leader tomorrow."

Li Jianzhong sighed and said, "I have been disgusted by your majesty. What use is this Xinghe Bo!"

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