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Chapter 1720 The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, the officialdom is ruthless

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    The cooperation between the north and the south was flawless, and the Shuntian Mansion as a sacrifice finally came out of fear.

    "Liao Chang went to see Your Majesty after you left the palace. He was Your Majesty's man. He tearfully told the story of his belief in bad luck, and said that he would never dare to do it again His Majesty actually forgave him  ¡­¡±

    Speaking of Liao Chang, Xia Yuanji's disdain was not concealed at all. He looked at the ice cubes that Fang Xing was tinkering with, frowned and asked, "It's so cold today, who are you feeding it to?"

    Fang Xing raised his head and said with a sad face: "That girl insists on eating iced jam. As a father, I don't dare to say a harsh word, and I have to do everything for her. My wife complained to death about it.  "

    Xia Yuanji smiled and said: "You are not a dignified father, but I see that you are enjoying it."

    "Dad, are you okay?"

    Wuyou's voice came from outside the study. Xia Yuanji turned around and saw Wuyou with two hairpins looking at Fang Xing eagerly.

    "My name is Uncle Xia."

    Fang Xing went over and hugged Wuyou in. Wuyou called out loudly. Xia Yuanji touched his body, but found out awkwardly that he didn't bring anything that could be used as a gift.

    "You don't need this."

    Fang Xing sat down and let Wuyou sit on his lap to dig out jam and eat it.

    Xia Yuanji was a little jealous of this kind of life. He just remembered that Hu Bu still had a brain, so he glanced at Wuyou, whose face was stained with jam while eating, and then said: "His Majesty mentioned the meat-loving country again today.  He also expressed his anger towards the Harelites who were harassing the area around Xinghe City, Dehua, we might have to mobilize troops."

    "Dad, you eat."

    Wuyou suddenly scooped up a spoonful of jam, then tilted his head back, trying hard to bring the spoon to Fang Xing's mouth.

    Under Xia Yuanji's smiling gaze, Fang woke up and slid half of his body down, suffering from Peking Paralysis.  Then he took Wuyou's hand and shook it on his mouth, and most of the jam was shaken in.

    "Ah delicious!"

    Fang Xing slowly sat up straight, touched the top of Wuyou's head and said, "Wuyou, eat it yourself."

    Wuyou looked at Xia Yuanji, and Xia Yuanji quickly waved his hand and said, "I can't eat this."

    Wuyou regretfully buried his head in 'mining', Fang Xing said with a gentle face: "The military has been a little depressed since the last northern expedition. Your Majesty must find an outlet for them to vent, otherwise they will either become corrupt or cause trouble."

    The army must eat meat and see blood. If you don¡¯t eat meat and see blood for a long time, no matter how hard you train, it will be of no avail.

    "Did those Hallet people eat the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard? I don't think it's that simple."

    Fang Xing gently placed his chin on Wuyou's head and analyzed: "Harel is currently having internal disputes, and this army must be one of them. As for why they ran to the Ming Dynasty to the construction site of Xinghe City  I think this is provocation, but where do they have the courage?"

    "There is no benefit for them to grab at Xinghe Fort. People can freeze to death outside the fortress, but they still haven't left. It can be seen that they have a purpose. I always think it has something to do with the charm of meat."

    Xia Yuanji is naturally keen on interests. He frowned and said: "Aren't they worried about angering the Ming Dynasty? When the spring comes, the army will conquer and plow the courtyard to sweep the holes."

    "It is difficult to plow the courtyard and sweep the holes."

    Fang Xing used both hands to help Wuyou stabilize the small bowl, and then said: "Your Majesty is currently focusing on suppressing the civil servants and the vassal king. It is impossible to turn your attention to Harlie, unless it is a big move, such ascompletely cleaning up corruption.  , and then start a war with other countries to divert the conflicts caused."

    Xia Yuanji shook his head. He did not think Zhu Gaochi was willing to bear the consequences of a comprehensive suppression of civil servants.

    "It's not easy to do, so His Majesty just followed the trend and took advantage of Pugu's stupidity to push science."

    "Dad, you're stupid."

    Wuyou raised his head and said crisply.

    "Well, stupid, Wuyou learned another word."

    Fang Xing touched his daughter's face, and then naturally wiped her mouth with his hand.

    "This battle is not about iron and blood. It is more about finding out the purpose of these Harlequins and then dealing with them as appropriate. This requires someone whom His Majesty trusts."

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    Feng Ping stood numbly in his check-in room and watched the newcomer checking seals and other items.

    Downgraded five levels in a row!

    Zhu Gaochi¡¯s decision was harsh. Feng Ping fell from the fourth grade to the sixth grade in an instant, which was one level lower than Chen Jiahui, and he did not??s mood became even more depressed.

    Yes, these vendors are happy.

    "Shuntian Prefecture has been inspected by Dongchang these days. I guess those petty officials don't dare to come out to collect money, hahahaha!"

    "Okay! Well done Dongchang!"

    "We have money to spend the New Year!"

    Feng Ping looked at these happy vendors blankly and blurted out: "The eunuchs in Dongchang are involved in politics"

    A woman was weighing sweets for the guests. When she heard this, she cursed at Feng Ping: "You know nothing! If a eunuch can help us scare those little officials, then he is a good eunuch!"

    Feng Ping¡¯s fourth-grade official uniform can no longer be worn, and he didn¡¯t have time to get the sixth-grade official uniform. No, he didn¡¯t want to get it.

    So today he is wearing a green shirt, and with a dull look on his face, he looks like a rotten scholar.

    "What did you say that sentence?" An old man said angrily: "Yes, it seems to be a poem written by Xing Hebo. There is a sentence about "it will snow for three more years," and what is the next sentence Yes, let your mother go.  Bullshit!" (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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