Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

There was silence in the womb for a while before Fang Xing looked at the form carefully again.

After waiting for half of the payment, Fang Xing raised his head and said with a shocked expression: "Whose handwriting is this?"

There are quite a few people in Zhuwei, but Fang Xing just calculated it and found that the total number of Shanxi books has reached more than 3,000.

More than 3,000 people are a force that can change the situation when necessary!

Zhu Zhanji said with cold eyes: "Most of these people have only checked in in the last two or three years."

Zhu Gaochi nodded and said, "If it were not for Zhanji to check it out, I'm afraid this palace will sit in the palace safely, and disaster will come from the sky!"

Fang Xing also felt a little restless, but after careful recall, he felt as if there was only the silly Zhu Gaoxu in his memory that was unconvinced, and finally made a joke after Zhu Zhanji became the throne.

Cough!

Fang Xing, who was determined in his heart, immediately put on the spectrum of a man of wisdom and strategy, and said: "Your Majesty is currently in Peking, I think... this man has a lot of plans."

The implication of these words is: the emperor is in Peking now, and the army is also in Peking, so a fool will attack you father and son!

It's not that Zhu Gaochi and his son don't understand this truth, but the feeling of sitting on the crater is really uncomfortable.

Zhu Zhanji gritted his teeth and said: "If you let me find out who did it..."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "It's useless to say ruthless words. You might as well send someone to Shanxi to check the origins of these sergeants, and it will be clear by then."

Zhu Zhanji smiled bitterly and said: "Even if it is found, what about it? I can't reach the five-army capital governor's house. It's a taboo."

The five-army capital governor's house is in charge of the national guard station, but it cannot deploy troops.

If Zhu Zhanji and his son stretched out their hands, would Zhu Di mutter in his heart: What do you want to do? Do you want to seize Lao Tzu's military power?

Zhu Gaochi sighed: "I don't dare to even play the chapter in this palace!"

Zhu Di was not at all polite to his eldest son. If Zhu Gaochi were on this memorial, it might be counterproductive.

Fang Xing shook his head and said: "Don't move lightly. If this is the hidden child buried by the other party, I think it should be activated at the most critical time, and there is no need to worry before that."

Zhu Gaochi said helplessly: "It has to be so, but Mr. Fang, there is another thing to invite you to come today."

Fang Xing touched his hungry stomach and said, "His Royal Highness, please speak."

When Zhu Gaoxu saw this, he immediately asked someone to set up a meal, and then smiled and said, "Just eat and talk."

Of course Fang Xing would not be polite. When the food came up, he opened up a few bowls of rice, and then drank the soup slowly, listening to Zhu Gaochi's words.

Zhu Gaochi looked at Fang Xing's good appetite enviously, and then said with a serious face: "The appearance of the palace, this official is also extremely uneasy."

It stands to reason that the prince said it was like this, and someone else should have kneeled down to show loyalty and vowed to defend the safety of the East Palace.

But Fang Xing just took a sip of the soup and nodded: "That's it."

Zhu Zhanji only lowered his head when he saw his father deflated, and then Zhu Gaochi said helplessly: "Mr. Fang is both civil and military, presumably the training guard should be unique, right?"

This is meant to prepare a group of people to come out by yourself, and the trusting party wakes up and actually entrusts this job to him.

Fang Xing's gesture of drinking soup was choked, and then sighed: "His Royal Highness doesn't need to be like this. Believe me, the other party's target is not in the East Palace."

Seeing Zhu Gaochi's persistence, Fang Xing simply tore open and said, "Speaking of a taboo, your Majesty is in good health. With his old man, who would dare to make trouble?"

After Fang Xing left, Zhu Zhanji persuaded: "Father, Brother Dehua has long been tied to my father and son. If something happens to the Donggong Palace, he will also be implicated, so the son thinks what he said is correct and cannot be privately. Action, otherwise let Grandpa Emperor know, I'm afraid the consequences will be unpredictable!"

Zhu Gaochi also covered his head and said, "If you care for your father, you will be confused. I don't know if Mr. Fang will mind."

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said: "According to Brother Dehua, I am busy with Zhuangzi's affairs all day, and hundreds of mouths are waiting for me to arrange. There is a tigress in the house. If my heart is not broad-minded, I would have been depressed long ago. ."

Fang Xing really didn't mind Zhu Gaochi's unyielding just now. He hiccuped out of the imperial city and went to the Dabaoen Temple under construction to take a look at the progress.

"too slow."

Fang Xing was itching to see what the Dabaoen Temple would look like after it was built, but seeing the current construction site, there was no beauty at all, so he had to go back home regretfully.

After arriving home, Fang Xing smiled and said, "Wanwan still feels like getting up?"

Fang Xing touched the top of Wanwan's head as she spoke, and even pursed her little mouth, making the corners of the mouths of the people around him slightly cocked, feeling this scene extremely warm.

Liang Zhong smiled and said: "The princess eats more here, and the old slave looks at him with infinite joy!"

Fang Xing remembered Zhu Gaochi's sour remarks today, and felt happy, and said, "Eat more, and tell the lady what you want to eat next time."

Wanwan felt that she had to raise her head to talk to Fang Xing, so she flattened her mouth and buried her head in the meal.

After eating, Liang Zhong hurriedly returned to the palace with unwillingness.

Today, Zhu Gaochi specially prepared the jam she praised last time for Wanwan, but when her daughter came back, she saw that her mouth was still greasy. The palace wants to eat."

Wanwan stopped doing it and shouted: "I want to eat too, I want to eat too..."

With joy in his heart, Zhu Gaochi grinned and said: "No, you are all full."

Wanwan grabbed his sleeve and refused to follow him, causing the palace lady who sent the jam to look blankly at the incoming princess.

Of course, the princess knew her husband's thoughts, so she didn't care about it. She picked up a bowl of jam and watched the father and daughter play with a smile.

There was a lot of fun here, but Fang Xing looked at the post in his hand in a daze.

The five-and-three-thirty people who came with a weak voice, he said loudly: "My prince invites Mr. Fang to a banquet tomorrow. Be sure to go! Let's go."

This person is like a tornado.

Looking at the post in his hand, Fang Xing had a headache.

Since Beizheng came back, Fang Xing has deliberately avoided Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu, but why did this guy post to himself today?

Putting the post into the box, Fang Xing hurriedly called a knife.

The knife looked much stronger than in Xinghe Fort. When he heard Fang Xing's question, he frowned and said, "The little one didn't ask much about Hanwang. I just heard that he likes to drink."

Fang Xing patted his forehead and said, "Go and find Fang Xi~www.readwn.com~ He thinks he is really stupid, and he doesn't know if he wants the news to ask Fang Xi.

These days, the most well-informed places are these restaurants and the like, where people are promiscuous and easy to inquire about confidential matters.

When Fang 11 arrived, Fang Xing had a nap.

"How is Hanwang?"

Fang Xing felt a little nauseous in her chest, and remembered that she was poised to get up. It really wronged her!

Fang Eleven said with sweat on his face: ‘Master, King Han hasn’t caused any trouble recently. It seems that he has been mingled with the clan recently. ’

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