Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

The atmosphere in the Nuan Pavilion was somewhat depressed, and the big **** gathered his toes and looked at the cracks under the bricks without squinting, as if the secret of the birth of the universe was hidden there. ggaawwx

Ji Gangchui thought weakly about the misfortune of his confrontation with Fang Xing.

Is he the nemesis I hit?

Zhu Di looked at Ji Gang coldly, and said solemnly: "Pull down, twenty sticks!"

Ji Gang's body shook, and said, "Thank you."

He really wants to thank Zhu Di, twenty sticks are just a small punishment and warning. Punish his wanton and warn him to remember his identity from now on.

You are just a slave of the emperor!

"Your Majesty, where is the punishment?"

The guards who come in are not afraid of Ji Gang. They are the emperor's closest people. Ji Gangzhi and his like are just dogs, wild dogs that may be killed at any time.

Zhu Di picked up a memorial and waved his hand: "Just before Qianqing Palace, let those people take a look to alert the domineering!"

In Qianqing Palace, although the emperor is not there, there are many eunuchs and palace ladies who can scavenge. When Jizuna, whose name could stop the cry, was tied to the bench, everyone stood.

The chief **** stood on the side as the prisoner and first announced the emperor's order.

"Look at it, everyone. From now on, you must remember the word "duty", otherwise Ji Gang will be your front car!"

Ji Gang felt that he had been humiliated. He struggled and shouted: "Don't tie me, this pain can't make me."

Under the gaze of dozens of eunuchs and palace ladies, a white-skinned man was swearing his bravery.

Is Ji Gang so brave?

You must know that most of the people who have been hit by the board can't hold it. In order to trap the struggling force, the rope that binds the person is thickened.

The two guards hesitated, and immediately put the wooden stick in Ji Gang's mouth.

"Tighten it! Otherwise, your tongue won't protect!"

This picture is so beautiful, but the **** sneered: "When did my Da Ming's rules vary from person to person? Let's do it!"

At this time, there were no outer and inner characters, so the two guards just waved the board with their usual strength.

"puff!"

Ji Gang's **** trembled, and the sharp pain from it made him snorted.

"puff!"

The chief **** sneered on the side, Ji Gang was also domineering in the palace, and even his disciples and grandchildren complained many times.

However, Ji Gang obviously had something to do in the palace, and the **** saw several servants bow their heads.

"puff!"

"Woo"

Ji Gang felt that he really overestimated himself. The sharp pain from his **** made him struggle to avoid and struggle, but he couldn't move under the restraint of the rope.

"puff"

"Woo"

After the twenty clubs were beaten, Ji Gang's corpse had turned red.

When Ji Gang was thrown out of the palace gate, those outside couldn't believe their eyes.

"Who is this? How do I look like Ji Tsun?"

"Huh! Looking up, it's Ji Gang!"

"Tsk! Isn't this one of your Majesty's trust? Ye Di was beaten like this!"

"Deserve it!"

"How many lives are in Ji Gang's hands, I see! If he doesn't know how to converge, he will lose his head in the future!"

"Ji Gang's people are here, shut up!"

Zhuang Jing and the others had already arrived with the carriage. When they got closer, Zhuang Jing first venomously pushed back those sights, and then laughed and said, "Adults, the young ones have prepared medicine for their wounds."

You are paralyzed!

At this time, you told me about the medicine. Is this trying to stimulate me?

Ji Gang's forehead was full of cold sweat, just gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain.

Wang Qian stepped up to help Ji Gang, and said with a grieving expression: "My lord, your majesty is only a momentary irritation. There will be a day of relief. Let's go back first."

Ji Gang snorted, and then refused the help of others, and walked to the side of the carriage by himself and rolled on.

"go!"

After Zhu Zhanji learned that Ji Gang was heavily blamed, he returned to the Taisun Mansion with ease.

"His Royal Highness, Fang Xian sent a picture earlier and asked to help me make a plaque."

Yu Jia sent the word.

Zhu Zhanji took a look and said with a smile: "This is Master Xia's handwriting. It really surprised me that Brother Dehua could get his words!"

Yu Jia thought that Fang Xing should find Zhu Zhanji for the inscription, but went to Xia Yuanji. He was worried that Zhu Zhanji would be angry, so he didn't do it until now.

"Daixin? This is a good name. Go ahead and do it."

In fact, Yu Jia thinks too much. Zhu Zhanji, as the grandson of the emperor, would be a big joke if his words appeared on a plaque in a restaurant.

After a few days of busy schedule, the restaurant on Zhuque Street will open today.

Early in the morning, Fang Xing arrived here, watching people hang up the plaque.

"The little man of the shopkeeper"

Fang Xing was thinking about who would come to join him today, and he heard a timid voice behind him.

Looking back, it turned out that it was the women who had been sweeping these days.

Fang Xing's food was good these days, so these women's faces were less sallow and more bloody.

The woman for this is called Bianniang, the head of these women, she said timidly: "Treasurer, we can work, we can wash, we can help the kitchen, can you accept us?"

If these women can come out and work with men, the situation at home must be relatively poor.

So Fang Xing immediately said in amazement: "Huh! Didn't I agree the day before yesterday? Why didn't anyone tell you?"

Several women were pleasantly surprised in an instant. Fang Xing's hands are scattered, and after a few days of work, every day's food makes these people look forward to the treasurer's attention to himself.

But no one notified us!

Feeling the joy of these people, Fang Xing smiled and said, "Go ahead and book the contract with you when the shopkeeper comes. Don't worry, I'm not Huang Shiren."

Who is Huang Shiren?

This question flashed through the minds of several women, and then they went to the backyard with joy, ready to find work on their own.

Jia Quan walked over and said, "Fangxian, you really have a bodhisattva heart."

Fang Xing said indifferently: "They are all my Ming's people. Of course I will not be stingy if I can provide convenience."

Jia Quan sighed: "I have seen these women eat only plain rice these days, and they have put away those dishes. I probably want to take them home!"

Why!

Fang Xing's mood also became heavy. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Just when Zhu Zhanji arrived, Fang Xing told him about the matter and warned: "The people are difficult! You have to remember. In the future, someone will boast about the great governance, the prosperous age, etc. You must not be stunned and remember me all the time. There are still people in Daming who can’t eat enough and don’t wear warm clothes."

Zhu Zhanji also nodded when he heard this, and then sighed: "At that time, I went to the countryside with the emperor to check the people's conditions. It was really painful!"

The small peasant economy is like this. It depends on the sky to eat. Once there is an accident, it is possible to go bankrupt at any time.

Zhu Zhanji solemnly said: "Brother Dehua, the younger brother will remember these, and be compassionate for the people."

Jia Quan listened to Fang Xing as Fang Xing continued to teach.

"Coming to the people is just an attitude, but if you want to solve the people's food and clothing from the root, then you can't just rely on farming, let alone rely on me to understand the land."

"Be far-sighted, and you must see places other than Daming."

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