Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

It was only more than ten kilometers away from Xuanfu Town, and Wang He was frozen and turned into a dead dog, and all the reservations and arrogance of the supervising army were gone. TXT.

"Mr. Fang... Fang... Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Wang He wiped off his nose, his red nose looked funny.

"Mr. Fang, can...Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Seeing Wang He's pitiful appearance, Fang Xing was then given a piece of film to him.

There is a film blocking, at least the heat exchange speed is slower.

Wang He felt that one layer was not enough, so he wrapped another layer, and his whole person looked bloated like a zongzi.

"Tsk tusk! Mr. Fang, these gloves are not good!"

Wang He also got a pair of labor protection gloves, which felt that they weren't good enough.

Fang Xing squinted at him and said, "These gloves are also used by ordinary sergeants. If the prison army dislikes it, then take it off."

Wang He was beaten by Fang Xing for a few consecutive times. He was not upset, so he sucked his nose and said with his head up: "We met your Majesty in the palace back then, and once your Majesty, his old man patted our family on the shoulder... …Hey! The past can't bear to look back!"

Fang Xing looked at the sky speechlessly, thinking that the eunuchs and maids in the palace had seen the emperor too many people, as for the emperor to slap you on the shoulder...

"Junjun Wang, are you sure that your Majesty has slipped?"

"What! Your Majesty saw that our family was capable, so he was complimenting our family."

Wang He explained as if he had been drawn by a whip, his body was still being worn away on the horse's back.

You are bragging!

Fang Xing's mouth curled up, thinking that with Zhu Di's virtues, even if he thinks you are good, verbal compliments would be terrible, and he still slapped his shoulders?

Your baby is not afraid of being slapped to death!

Wang He triumphantly pointed to the front and said: "Our family came to this ghost place to serve your majesty Longen, Mr. Fang, are you really your majesty?"

This is the old-fashioned way of trying to set Fang Xing.

Fang Xing bowed his head to avoid a gust of wind, and looked at Wang He and said, "Then Wang Jianjun, how about you? Did you ask to come to Xuan Mansion and serve your Majesty?"

These words made Wang He's proud, but he still said stiffly: "Of course, if you scholars can join the military, can you not allow people like our family to go to battle?"

This person must have been cannon fodder in the battle in the palace, and he was not the big boss, so he was sent to the Xuan Mansion.

Fang Xing arched his hands and said: "I admire the servants in the palace, such as Zheng He Zheng Gong, Wang Jinghong, Hou Xian Hou, and their achievements made me sigh and sigh.

Wang He looked at Fang Xing suspiciously, thinking he was dealing with it casually.

But Fang Xing really admires these people, especially Zheng He, who can lead soldiers to fight on horses and sail across the world.

"Gong Zheng will stay in the history from now on!"

Fang Xing said confidently: "I have no doubt about this!"

Only then did Wang He ease his expression, and said enviously: "Eunuch Zheng and the others have followed your Majesty from the hidden residence, and they have also invited great scholars to teach, both civil and military!"

"There are more disciples coming out of Confucianism, but how many people can compare with Zheng Gong? I see, this is..."

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It was a difficult journey, and when it came to Wanquan, the defender met with Dong Pi somehow. However, because of Zheng Heng's military order, he could only supplement them with supplies, and then gave them some medicinal materials.

After walking ahead, you will be out of the Great Wall. Fang Xing looked at the snow-shrouded city wall and gritted his teeth and asked, "Can my army be allowed to repair it?"

Dong Pei said melancholy: "The military order requires us to go forward and be on the front line, so Wanquan defender does not dare to neglect."

Fang Xing looked at the sergeants in the wind and snow, resisting the urge to swear, and ordered: "In this case, we will set off immediately and strive to camp on the front line of Xinghe."

At this time, Lin Qun'an said with a worried expression: "But Mr. Fang, what about our brother with more than a hundred frostbites? Should we go with him?"

On this journey, even if Fang Xing came up with various tricks and even used frostbite ointment, he still lost more than a hundred people.

Fang Xing's cheeks rattled, his legs were clamped, and the ailing white horse roared and rushed into the city.

Xin Laoqi yelled in a hurry, and followed with the family members.

Meng Jiao cursed: "Ma De! Zheng Heng's son has no morals, I curse him to be a bustard in the next life!"

Lin Qun'an looked sadly at Fang Xing's back, and did not respond to Meng Jiao's scolding.

On the way, Fang Xing’s scolding the most was Zheng Heng. If the curse was useful, Zheng Heng’s family would have to enter the animal realm for life and life.

Fang Xing hit the horse and rushed to the gate of the city. The little flag guarding the gate said impatiently, "I have given you all the food, why are you here?"

Fang Xing glanced at him coldly, and then entered the city.

"Yo! It's so arrogant! It's just a pity, it's almost the New Year, you have to go to Xinghe."

Xin Laoqi who followed up sneered and said, "Are you proud of this? I'm pooh!"

After everyone rushed in, Xiao Qi said angrily: "If it weren't for them to die, I would have to let them know what a local snake is!"

The sergeant beside him put his hands in his sleeves, sniffed his nose and said, "My lord, who wants them to die?"

Xiaoqi sighed: "They must have offended the big man, otherwise who would march in this weather?"

"Then who are they looking for? Is it our Lord Ding?"

Xiaoqi sighed: "Lord Ding dare not resist orders, so it's no use for them to go."

Wanquan is a soil city, occupying a small area, but its location is extremely important.

Fang Xing rushed to the defensive yamen. After turning over and dismounting, Fang Xing reached out and opened the hands of the two sergeants at the gate.

"Stop! Or I will kill you!"

Fang Xing's footsteps choked, waving his hand to stop Xin Laoqi from drawing his sword, coldly looking at the yelling sergeant and said, "If Lao Tzu is not willing to turn his face, do you think your guarded head can still be kept? "

Without waiting for the other party's reaction, Fang Xing stepped forward.

When the two sergeants looked at each other frontally, Xin Laoqi had already rushed in with the family members.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Fang Xing strode into the main hall, saw no one on it, opened the curtain and rushed into the back.

The weather is cold, but the back is warm as spring. A plainclothes man is sitting on a recliner, holding a teapot in his hand, closing his eyes and resting.

Fang Xing looked around for a week and saw the several charcoal bowls placed there. He couldn't help but flew out with a kick.

"Boom!"

The charcoal basin flies up ~www.readwn.com~ Mars splashes all over.

"Oops!"

The man was burned to his face by sparks, opened his eyes hurriedly, and stroking his face in a hurry.

After feeling that his face was not burned, the man looked towards Fang Xing.

"Come on!"

The man supported the armrest with his hands and turned his body back somersault. He stood behind the reclining chair and looked around, looking for weapons.

It's a pity that the latest long knife is five meters away, but the Tang knife on Fang Xing's waist can be pulled out in an instant.

The man widened his eyes and shouted murderously: "My official Ding Feng, who are you?"

At this time, there were rapid footsteps outside, and Ding Feng's face showed a smile, and said triumphantly: "Stop with your hands, this officer can give you a decent, otherwise..."