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Since Yuan Jiang was killed, Ji Gang has been as careful as a ground mouse, carefully collecting information about his enemies every day.
Recently, Ji Gang¡¯s office has been moved to a small courtyard further inside. If outsiders want to break in, they will first have to face multiple snipers.
In some dimly lit rooms, the picture of a galloping horse on the wall also looked a little depressing.
Ji Gang dropped the notebook on the table and frowned into the character "Sichuan".
"How did that Fang Xing win Yao Guangxiao's favor?"
Since Yuan Jiang's death, part of his affairs have been transferred to Zhuang Jing, so he was in a very good mood. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "Sir, that's just for the grandson's sake, otherwise he would Why don¡¯t you go alone?¡±
Seeing that Ji Gang's expression was still a little serious, Zhuang Jing took a step closer and said, "Sir, that Fang Xing has not served as an official, why do you have to look at him differently?"
Ji Gang's teeth trembled as he thought of the way the prince and grandson looked at him. He calmed down and said: "If the prince succeeds to the throne, you and I will die without a burial place!"
Zhuang Jing opened his mouth, wondering what this matter had to do with Fang Xing.
Ji Gang covered his forehead, feeling that among his cronies there was a lack of talent like Xie Jin.
Thinking of Xie Jin, Ji Gang's eyes were deep and he sneered: "Like Fang Xing and Xie Jin, they are generals who protect the prince and grandson. If we don't get rid of them, will we just wait to die?"
Zhuang Jing didn¡¯t want to die, so he said viciously: ¡°Sir, why don¡¯t I send someone to kill him?¡±
"Stupid pig!"
Ji Gang raised his eyes to the sky and trembled with anger.
"That Fang Xing is the teacher of the emperor's grandson. If you kill him, will the emperor's grandson not investigate? In front of His Majesty, how do you and I compare to the emperor's grandson?"
Although Zhuang Jing said very eloquently that Jinling City belongs to Jin Yiwei, he did not dare to talk nonsense on this topic.
"If the emperor's grandson becomes angry, you and I will have to fight tooth and nail! Do you understand?"
Zhuang Jing was dumbfounded and said: "Sir, can you not let your majesty attack us just because of the emperor's grandson?"
Ji Gang was really pissed off by this guy. He waved his hand and said, "I would rather be executed by your majesty!"
"Are you kidding? If Zhu Di executes Ji Gang, his family may still be alive. But if it is Zhu Zhanji's turn to take over, the consequences will be much more tragic.
so¡¡
"So we must not let the prince take the throne!"
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The weather in Fangjiazhuang was sunny but not very hot. Fang Xing took out two small kites and asked Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai to fly them outside.
Wanwan also shouted to go, so the four women, two young and old, went outside chattering.
After the others left, Fang Xing went to the front yard.
Zhu Fang has had some free time recently. After seeing Fang wake up, she hurriedly wanted to find a job.
"Young Master, I feel so embarrassed after having nothing to do this day!"
Fang Xing looked at the flintlock device clamped on the vise, and then tried it casually. The result was a small puff of sparks, which shocked him.
"nice!"
This kind of spark can definitely ignite the ignition powder. Fang Xing picked up a musket and looked at the medicine pool on the side. He couldn't help but praise: "It's very good. If it's on the side, even if the weather is not good, I estimate the ignition rate will be high." It¡¯s still guaranteed.¡±
Zhu Fang rubbed her big hands on the side and said with a smile: "Master, I also tried the rifling you mentioned."
Fang Xing looked horrified and said, "Oh! Where is it?"
Zhu Fang bent down and took out a gun barrel from underneath, and handed it to Fang Xing.
"Master, this was done with a hook. It took too long."
Fang Xing pointed the barrel of the gun at a bright place, and then looked at the yin and yang curves inside, feeling very itchy.
Zhu Fang saw the excitement on Fang Xing¡¯s face and couldn¡¯t help but mention the shortcomings: ¡°Master, it¡¯s very difficult to load ammunition into this barrel.¡±
Fang Xing looked at the negative lines and sighed: "Made! If the caliber of the lead bullet is not larger than one circle, the sealing performance cannot be guaranteed at all!"
But with the musket in front of him, and it was a flintlock musket, Fang Xing was already satisfied.
"Let's take it slow. You continue to study this rifled musket. I'll give you whatever you need!"
Fang Xing also became angry, thinking that he had no shortage of tools, but only time.
With shock at the craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty, Fang Xing waved his hand and gave it to Zhu Fang.An increase of two taels of silver was added in ? month.
"Husband, has Zhu Fang done anything outstanding?"
As the lady in charge of the house, Zhang Shuhui must take care of every money in and out.
Fang Xing recalled the ingenuity of the igniting device and praised: "Actually, I only feel that it is too little if only two taels of silver are added every month. He has created this thing, and those who know the goods will be able to steal it!"
Zhang Shuhui then gave up and thoughtfully let Zhu Fang's wife go home.
The flintlock gun is in the middle, protected by infantry on both wings, and the cavalry behind is ready to attack at any time. This scene is spectacular when you think about it!
The overwhelming team can¡¯t be seen at a glance, and whistles or drums direct the team to move forward.
¡°Tsk, tsk!¡±
Fang Xing felt like he was drooling a little.
"Young Master, Jia Quan wants to see you."
Fang Xing wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and hurried to the front yard.
Seeing Jia Quan, Fang Xing was about to ask Zhu Zhanji why he didn't come today, but Jia Quan told him the bad news with a serious face.
"Mr. Fang, someone said you plagiarized!"
"Plagiarism? What did I plagiarize?"
Fang Xing was a little confused. He felt that he didn¡¯t recite poetry and he didn¡¯t publish a book, so where were these things?
Jia Quan shook his head and said: "This is news I just received, and I haven't told His Highness yet. It is said that a great scholar named Hong Bingzheng said that your arithmetic was plagiarized from his manuscript back then."
"Arithmetic?"
Fang Xing lost his anger immediately and just sneered: "Where is that great scholar?"
Jia Quan shrank his neck and said, "I heard that he is on his way to Beijing, and he probably wants to confront him face to face."
This is a slap in the face!
"Jia Quan, do you have information about Hong Bingzheng? For example, what he is good at."
Jia Quan said awkwardly: "Not yet. After receiving the news, I have sent my brothers to investigate, but it will take some time."
Fang Xing threw a pair of gloves to Jia Quan and said, "Then I want to see what kind of face my great scholar from the Ming Dynasty has!"
By the time Zhu Zhanji arrived, Fang Xing had already regained his composure and was teaching Wanwan to fish by the pool in the backyard.
"Brother Dehua, my father has said that peace is the most important thing."
Fang Xing handed the fishing rod to Liang Zhong, who was protecting Wanwan, then clapped his hands and said, "I won't do it!"
"Brother Dehua, I heard that Hong Bingzheng has a group of friends and students. If there is a conflict between the two parties, I'm afraid you will suffer a loss."
Fang Xing smiled and said, "Do you also think that my arithmetic is stolen?"
Zhu Zhanji hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, absolutely not! Brother Dehua, you are not only amazing in arithmetic, but you have also benefited me a lot in other aspects. This is not knowledge that can be stolen by someone else." ( Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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