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Fang Xing stepped onto the ladder and almost slipped on the first step. He angrily scratched the sole of his shoe on the ladder, scraping out a piece of fat.
"Fuck! Who is so rich? They don't even eat fat."
Fang Xing climbed up the wall angrily, looking at Prince Zhao's mansion in the darkness, and almost wanted to shout: Zhu Gaosui, come out of the wall!
Fang Xing jumped down, and Fang Wu behind him pulled up the ladder, put it into the inner wall, and then climbed down calmly.
The three of them were walking through the dark night, and they were not afraid of the occasional lanterns around them, because the knife in front had already seen through it all and specifically chose uninhabited areas.
Prince Zhao¡¯s Mansion was so big that Fang Xing wished he could burn it down.
The original residence of Xie Chen's family has long been exposed. It is in an independent courtyard south of Prince Zhao's Mansion. The environment is quiet, which shows that Zhu Gaosui really values ??Xie Chen.
The three of them arrived outside the yard smoothly, only to find that the door was open. With the help of the skylight, they saw that the yard was full of debris.
¡°Is this Zhu Gaosui venting his anger or was it done by someone from Dongchang?
After entering, Fang Xing took out a flashlight covered with a thin cloth. The three of them searched among the boxes in the yard before entering the room.
When I was looking for it, I heard footsteps outside. Xiao Dao¡¯s eyes lit up and he took it out.
Fang Wu hurriedly chased after him. He first put his hand across his neck and then shook his head.
Xiao Dao nodded regretfully, and then put away the flying knife.
Fang Xing didn¡¯t care about this, he rummaged through several wooden boxes.
The Four Books and Five Classics, throw them away!
??Throw away past articles!
Throw away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone!
A few portraits, lost
Fang Xing picked up a few portraits and placed them on the ground, looking at them carefully.
Xie Chen¡¯s painting ability is not bad. First of all, he painted himself gentle and elegant, and he seemed to be a little thinner.
His wife looks very kind, while Xie Miao looks a little naughty, and Xie Chen's painting is very lifelike.
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He has an oval face, a smile on his face, wearing a thin skirt, and holding a fan in his hand to flap the butterfly
This is an innocent and lively girl!
"Poof!"
There was a slight sound from outside. Fang Xing put all the paintings in his arms, then stood up and pointed his fingers outside.
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¡°Mom, dad¡¯s not back yet!¡±
Tudou stared at the braised pork and pancakes on the plate in front of him and refused to eat them. He grabbed Zhang Shuhui's arm and shook it.
Zhang Shuhui saw Ping An looking at the lanterns and said, "Potato, be good. Your father will be back soon. Why don't you eat first."
Tudou shook his head and said, "No, I want to wait for dad to come back and eat together."
Xiaobai looked at the direction Fang Xing went in before and said, "Young Master has been there for a long time. Could it be that he got separated?"
"Dad!"
At this time, Ping An suddenly pointed forward and shouted.
Xiaobai looked along and said with a smile: "Ping An's eyes are really amazing. Sure enough, the young master is back."
"Dad! Dad!"
Tudou also shouted, and Fang Xing came quickly with a smile on his face.
Under the light of the lights, Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai were smiling. The two children cheered excitedly. Wanwan pouted on the side because she couldn't follow
What flowers and thousands of trees, what stars like rain, what fish and dragon dance
Nothing compares to these smiles.
And in Prince Zhao¡¯s Mansion, that familiar smell appeared again.
"The fox fairy is here, run! Ugh"
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As soon as the new year passed, the Ministry of War and the Fifth Army Governor's Office jointly issued a letter asking various health stations to select students and send them to Peking for assessment.
And Fang Xing is still living in Fangjiazhuang, and it seems that he will live there forever.
Song Li, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, is still ill. He knows that even if the Ministry of Industry obtains the methods for making tracks and carriages, it will not be able to produce them for a while.
If you can't figure it out, you are incompetent.
I, Song Li, must be capable, so everything Hey! It¡¯s all my fault for my broken body!
And Zhou Yangqing, the left minister of the Ministry of Industry, was pushed to the front.
As soon as the new year passed, the calls for railway tracks from mines and docks in various places almost resounded through the sky. Above the court, several bachelors were helpless and watched sadly as Zhu Di sprayed, and then Zhou Yangqing sweated profusely and confessed repeatedly
As soon as he left the palace, Zhou Yangqing ran to Fangjiazhuang without hesitation.
When Fang Xing heard the news of Zhou Yangqing¡¯s visit, he couldn¡¯t help but be shocked.
¡°Isn¡¯t this person the most dissatisfied with science?¡±
When they met, Fang Xing smiled when he saw the smile on Zhou Yangqing's face.
What kind of dispute over Taoism is scum in front of reality!
The two exchanged a few words, and seeing the presence of the old god Fang Xing, Zhou Yangqing put away his old fox tricks.
"Bo Xinghe, the mining terminals everywhere are crazy about rails and carriages. Let me tell you straight. The Ministry of Industry has obtained the manufacturing method, but they will not be able to supply them in large quantities within half a year."
Fang Xing didn¡¯t respond.
Zhou Yangqing smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle Xinghe, the promotion of railway tracks is beneficial to you. To be honest, it is also beneficial to the lower officials. If we work together, we can benefit both, okay?"
These words almost completely exposed the conflict between him and Song Li, and he was ambitious, aiming directly at the position of Minister of the Ministry of Industry.
Are you looking for an alliance?
Fang Xing said calmly: "Mr. Zhou, rail manufacturing requires craftsmen, skilled craftsmen. Let me let Zhu Fang give me some advice."
So easy to talk to?
Zhou Yangqing was overjoyed. He stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Uncle Xinghe is indeed selfless. Thank you very much for your resignation."
Fang Xing said: "The Ministry of Revenue has given the money, so I will definitely provide teaching and training. Mr. Zhou doesn't need to think too much."
Zhou Yangqing blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "I understand, I understand. Don't worry, Uncle Xinghe. I will have to ask you for advice in the court from now on!"
This man had an official mentality, but Fang Xing was not prepared to correct him, so he sent him to the gate.
"Let Zhu Fang go to the Ministry of Works, but the Ministry of Works must be more efficient. If he is dragging his feet, let him come back."
If Fang Xing dares to drag the Ministry of Works away from sending a master, Xia Yuanji will dare to come to Fang's house and block the door.
As for Zhou Yangqing¡¯s desire to form an alliance, Fang Xing didn¡¯t take it seriously.
So he put the matter behind him until he heard that Song Li's 'illness' was cured.
"Song Li didn't know what he used. His face looked yellow, and he said that he was already well, but his body was still a little shaky. His Majesty said that he didn't want his minister to die from exhaustion, so he asked him to go home and continue. Keep it and come back when it¡¯s ready.¡±
Huang Zhong was holding back his laughter, but Fang Xing could no longer hold back his laughter.
"Song Li shot himself in the foot with a brick. Your Majesty is not a fool. There is no way he can hide it with his little tricks."
Huang Zhong smiled and said: "Uncle, I guess Song Li didn't want to hide it from Your Majesty, but everyone has used such official methods. There should be a tacit understanding between the monarch and his ministers. Who would have thought that Your Majesty would kill him with a stick?" I was knocked unconscious."
Fang Xing felt that Song Li had overestimated his position in Zhu Di's heart. If Xia Yuanji dared to use such methods, Zhu Di would probably turn him into a dog.
But for Song Li, Zhu Di just let him go home to recuperate.
Treat them differently!
"I don't know if Song Li vomited blood"
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Song Li didn¡¯t vomit blood, but his family went to see a doctor¡ªnot an imperial doctor. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com