On the wall of a large mansion, several heads appeared, and one of the white-bearded old men shouted: "This is a life-spending! Which dynasty and which king would do this? This is a life-spending!"

Outside the mansion, a team of sergeants stood in the harsh sun.

The head of the hundred households drew out the long sword, pointed the tip of the knife at the wall, and said, "Open the door within ten breaths, otherwise you will be dealt with according to the plan!"

The white head moved for a moment, his eyes were sad.

"Ming Dynasty... Emperor Taizu Gao... Emperor Wen... Look at His Majesty now! He is crazy! He is destroying his foundation!"

Amid the desolate cry, the officials of the households shouted loudly: "Crack the door, and those who resist will kill them!"

"Bang!"

"kill!"

Under the scorching sun, screams kept coming from the house, and then there was a smug laugh.

"Sir, these women are pretty good!"

Several soldiers grabbed the hair of several women and dragged them all the way. When they arrived in front of the officials of the hundreds of households in the front yard, they pulled them hard and asked them to raise their heads.

The officials of the household licked their lips and said with difficulty: "Forget it, someone is in charge of the government office. Once they find out, we will all be exiled."

The whole south is in turmoil, and blood and smoke gradually spread the south sky.

...

"Brother, there are turmoil everywhere, some rebellion, some resist stubbornly, and some army takes advantage of the situation to rob..."

Fei Shi delivered a booklet, thick.

Fang Xing looked through it and said, "The Jinyiwei can collect so much information in half a month, and the Jinyiwei has made an indelible contribution."

Li Jing next to him sneered in his heart, Fang Xing and the commander of the Jinyiwei Shenyang are almost wearing pairs of pants, of course they will help Fei Shi, and even a little bit of effort will be said to be ten.

"Xinghe Bo, there is some news here in our family."

Li Jing took out a booklet from his sleeve and handed it over. Fang Xing took it and looked it through, praising: "Although there are some repetitions, it confirms that the news is correct. OK, Dongchang is also good."

Li Jing wanted to overwhelm Fei Shi, but he had only gotten a good deal. He was so angry that he looked at Fei Shi.

Fei Shi said respectfully: "Brother, all the soldiers who committed the crime have been stared at and can be taken down with just one word."

His name is Fang Xing Boye, which means being close.

Civil and military officials do not belong to each other, and some civil servants of grades will not call Fang Xing Boye. Dongchang felt that his family was a system and refused to bow to Wu Xun, so the attitude of the Jinyiwei was a little subtle.

Most of them are called Fang Xing Boye, who is like a warrior.

The East Factory is called Xinghe Bo, but this is the same as a civil servant.

Without calling Bo Ye, Li Jing was a little proud and asked provocatively: "Bo Xinghe, do you want to do it now? The people from Dongchang are ready."

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "Cleaning and offering are closely related to national destiny... I'll feel ashamed."

He could take down those officers and soldiers who committed the crime, but at this moment, the gentry would definitely take the opportunity to make noise and then guide the trend to develop along the way. What will it be like in the end?

"The tide is sweeping over, it's irreversible!"

Once the tide is countercurrent, the Ming Dynasty will be destroyed.

Li Jing and Fei Shi were just trying to win over the officers and soldiers and make contributions, so they were so excited that they waited for Fang Xing to give an order.

But Fang Xing sighed and said, "This matter is temporarily suppressed, and the accounts will be settled later. Come!"

"Brother!"

A minor official came in, and he followed him from Beijing.

Fang Xing ordered: "Sent all places to clean up and offer are related to the destiny of the country. If anyone does not abide by the rules, I will let them know what rules are!"

This is what you want to suppress!

Fei Shi and Li Jing were both a little disappointed, but they dared not argue.

"My uncle, many gentry have come, and I say I have something to ask you for advice."

A soldier came outside to report, Fang Xing was stunned for a moment. When he learned that Qiu Zhen, Cao Jin, Ding Ren, Wang Yuan and others, he calmly said: "They are all well-educated scholars. This house is too small, but they can't accommodate so much literary spirit. Please ask them to the top of the city."

"City?"

Outside the station, a group of "study scholars" looked at each other.

"This weather is on the top of the city, but will we roast it for dinner?"

Someone said dissatisfiedly: "Is there anything shameful in this house? Or does Xing and Bo feel that we are not qualified to enter."

"alright!"

Someone yelled softly at the side, and the complaints disappeared.

Qiu Jian and Cao Jin were supported by their own children and stood together. Qiu Jian coughed dryly, "The soldiers are also on duty on the top of the city, but they have not turned into barbecue. Let's go."

The group of people rode horses and rode horses, and when they arrived at the city, they all looked up at the head of the city that was sunburned into white ground.

If a person says the weather is really hot and sweaty, then this is not really hot.

But one person said that the weather was so hot that he hadn't even sweated, so he was really hot.

Many people are sweating under the scorching sun, but there are no wet marks on their bodies.

This is because the temperature is too high, and even the pores are sealed.

"My uncle is here."

Fang Xing came on a horse at this time. After dismounting, he bowed and said, "Thank you all the wise men, but I can't be neglected. Someone happened to have some ice. Let's drink and have fun at the city today."

The group went up to the top of the city, someone brought a chair and a table, and then carried the wooden barrel up.

The wooden barrel is wrapped in a quilt, and after it is opened, the air conditioner is raised upwards.

One cup for each person, and it is a glass.

Glass is becoming more and more popular in the Ming Dynasty. At first, the Ministry of Revenue still wanted to be very sensible. But who would have thought that someone would think about it by himself when he saw the price of glass, and actually made a recipe. Although the glassware made was less transparent and looked worse than that of the Ministry of Revenue, it was at least cheap!

So Xia Yuanji didn't ask any more. Some people suggested that the glass official business be launched, but it aroused everyone's opposition.

The official business is good, but money cannot buy vitality!

To develop the economy, we must mobilize the vitality of the people. In many cases, vitality is almost equivalent to creativity.

The glass is filled with wine, and there are a few pieces of ice in each cup. If the cup is gently shaken, the ice hits the wall of the cup and makes a crisp sound.

Fang Xing also took a glass of wine and took a sip. He felt it was too sour, which was better than vinegar.

He glanced at the gentry, most of them were drinking intoxicatedly, and some were even reciting poems, such as grape wine, luminescent cups, etc.

But the sun shines high, and even the luminous cup cannot stop the heat, which makes people gradually dizzy.

"Please umbrellas for Mr. Qinzhai and Mr. Yuanshan!"

Following Fang Xing's order, a soldier was more than a dozen old scholars who were older than they could hold an umbrella for them.

"Thank you Xing and Bo."

Several old scholars stood up and thanked him. Seeing Fang Xing didn't hold an umbrella, they felt a little more at ease.

Fang Xing is the rival of Confucianism. If he can treat these people well, he will probably respect the elderly.

If a person can respect the elderly, he will not be bad.

So the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.
Chapter completed!