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"When I see that you have enough food and clothing, and your back hurts when you stand and talk, get out!"
"Yes, get out of here! Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you have money. If you don't leave, I'll beat you to death!"
"Why not eat minced meat! Shameless!"
Amidst a burst of rude yelling came a more elegant man. Feng Ping took a look and saw that he was a strong man.
A strong man selling pork.
"What are you looking at? If you look at me again, I will beat you to death!"
Feng Ping nodded, then walked into the alley, his steps staggering.
"Bah!"
The big man who just said the elegant words took a sip at his back, and then gave a look to the two idle men who were preparing pig intestines next to him, and the two people followed him in.
When the vendors on the side saw this scene, they all curled their lips and ignored them.
It¡¯s the Chinese New Year, and everyone wants to make a buck
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Feng Ping didn¡¯t know where he wanted to go, he didn¡¯t want to go home, and he didn¡¯t want his family to see him when he was embarrassed and defeated.
As we walked forward, we squeezed out of the crowd, and gradually there was no one in front of us.
Empty, just like Feng Ping's heart now.
"The common people focus on filling their stomachs and making more money, but I have become a meat-eaterOfficials, whose fault is this?"
In the cold weather, moss can still be seen stubbornly existing in the gaps between the walls on both sides.
"They must be saying that I am a fool"
Feng Ping exhaled, slapped the wall hard, and then saw the two men behind him.
The short blade has been sharpened and is probably used to cut pork, so you can smell the fishy smell of flesh and blood.
¡°Take out the money!¡±
¡°One man put a knife on Feng Ping¡¯s neck, and another man reached out and touched him randomly.
"I have no money¡"
Feng Ping stared blankly at the man holding the knife and said, his body showing no fear at all.
"What's this?"
The man who searched him took out a piece of jade pendant, slapped Feng Ping with a happy face, and then said happily: "Tell someone to polish it and sell it! It's a good year."
Feng Ping looked at the jade pendant, his dull eyes moved a little, then he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.
"Hapoof!"
The pent-up accumulation of several days seemed to be vomited out, and Feng Ping couldn't help laughing.
The man holding the knife reached out and touched his face. When he looked at it, he immediately retched. Then his head became hot and he pulled his right hand.
¡°Tsk!¡±
The short blade is very sharp and easily cuts the neck. Under high pressure, red sprays
Feng Ping touched his neck, looked in front of his eyes, and sighed: "Blood"
His body turned around unsteadily, his steps still stumbling forward
Blood continued to splatter from his neck
The man who took action looked at the short blade in his hand, then looked at his companion who turned around and ran away, and murmured: "I didn't want to kill him"
¡°Plop!¡±
Feng Ping in front fell down, with a bitter smile on his lips and weak breath.
¡°¡Being an official¡isn¡¯t that¡isn¡¯t it just like this¡isn¡¯t it like this¡Hey¡¡±
The hasty footsteps were getting closer and closer. Feng Ping managed to open his eyes and saw the man running past him. He couldn't help but smile, and then his breath gradually disappeared
This is Peking!
Where can you run?
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"Who is going?"
"I don't know. Your Majesty just got angry. We said at that time that we could mobilize Xuanfu's troops to clean up, but His Majesty did not agree."
Zhang Fu was studying the Tao Te Ching recently. He closed the book and saw Fang Xing sitting cross-legged on the futon. He said, "I can't go. Zhu Yong is too impulsive and cannot be alone. This is something I have to admit when I meet His Majesty alone." That¡¯s what I said.¡±
Fang Xing picked up a book from the table and flipped through it, then asked, "Brother, are you going to take charge of the capital?"
Zhang Fu nodded, "Although there is Meng Ying in the Governor's Mansion, His Majesty still has some concerns about the guards. If no one suppresses him, he may not be able to sleep well at night."
"Xinghe City" Fang Xing shook his head and laughed: "I, Uncle Xinghe, have gained a reputation. Finally, I am no longer Xinghe Castle."
"You want to go?"
Zhang Fu asked.
Fang Xing shook his head and said, "I don't want to go unless His Majesty is in good health."
Zhang Fu lowered his eyes and said: "The Ministry of War is deploying troops. With Jin Zhong here, who dares to be a traitor?"
"But Jin Zhong's health is not good anymore. If it weren't for helping His Majesty survive this period of time, he would have gone homeand waited."
The word "waiting to die" was too difficult for Fang Xing to say.
The two of them were speechless. They only felt that there was a dark cloud hanging over the capital, and they didn't know when it would land.
"Your Majesty is very confident, but as you know, people always have confidence in themselves"
Fang Xing didn¡¯t use his hands. He stood up as soon as his crossed legs moved.
"I have to go to Jubaoshanwei to see those brothers."
"Go ahead."
Zhang Fu looked at Fang Xing lonelyly as he went out. Don't let the cold wind blow in. He looked at the book in his hand and felt that time was passing by non-stop on the book
"Come here, prepare your horses!"
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In the military camp, when Fang Xing arrived, the camp was having lunch.
The remaining smoke was rising in the sky over the camp, and it looked like it was going to snow.
Fang Xing¡¯s arrival was a surprise, and he, Lin Qun¡¯an, Wang He, and several Qianhu officials found a place to eat.
"Uncle, brothers are a little lazy and can't hold it back!"
Lin Qun'an complained: "The lower officials also want to suppress it, but for some reason, they can't get up the energy. The training looks good, but we all know that without energy, it is just empty airs, which is frustrating!"
Fang Xing put a piece of pork belly into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it, cursing: "Made! The cook didn't even clean the hair."
A group of people gathered around an iron stove and all ate the same dish - a big pot of stir-fried cabbage and meat.
"Uncle, I think the late emperor has gone. Everyone feels that they will have no future."
Fang Xing nodded appreciatively to Zhang Fengdu and said, "That's right. The late emperor has gone, and even I can't cheer up, but"
"My lord, is the flesh charming?"
Several officials from the Qianhu household looked at Fang Xing with sharp eyes. In the past, they would fight for the meat, but now even Wang He, the most cunning person in grabbing food, has stopped using his chopsticks.
Fang Xing nodded, "The meat charmers are ambitious. They are expanding and getting stronger, and the Halley people have become a tonic. They are in the wild, and the Taixi people in the west are probably more willing to see the meat charmers and the Great Ming Dynasty fighting, so that they can Just reap the profits"
"Uncle, the delegation from the Meat Confused Country should still be on the way. How about we intercept them and kill them all."
Sun Huanshan sniffed, and then said: "They are all enemies anyway, let's kill them first. It may take a long time for the Roumi Country to get the news, and then we will just say that we don't know what will happen."
"Soldier!"
Fang Xing picked a mostly thin slice, then mixed it with cabbage and took a bite of rice.
Sun Huanshan chuckled and looked at Zixiong and said: "Let's pretend to be horse bandits and launch a night attack on them. Who would know? If I ask, they will say that there are rebels in Halie everywhere."
After dinner, Fang Xing summoned people to lecture.
The school ground was full of people, and the five large square formations looked neat and orderly. Even the artillerymen¡¯s military posture could not be faulted.
"No more murderous intent! Are you useless?"
Fang Xing frowned and looked at these subordinates, and said: "You once fought in the north and south, and were invincible, but now you are decadent."
The school ground was quiet, and Fang Xing was a little disappointed. He hoped that someone would come out to refute it, which would prove that his subordinates still have blood.
"Take it off!"
These are all veterans. Without fighting, it is difficult to inspire their fighting spirit.
Fang Xing gave the order and took the lead in excusing himself.
The soldiers below hesitated for a moment, then silently took off their clothes.
The officials from thousands of households behind Fang Xing were also taking off their clothes. The weather was very cold. When Wang He saw that they had only taken off a pair of shorts, he shuddered and said, "We don't need to take them off, right?"
But as soon as Fang Xing looked over, Wang He mumbled and undressed, and a moment later a white and tender body appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"start running!"
Fang Xing was the first to start running, and the five large arrays behind him followed silently.
cold!
Fang Xing felt as if someone was pricking his skin with a steel needle.
If you don¡¯t want to be cold, you can¡¯t stop.
The mist breathed out by more than five thousand people was spectacular, and the heavy footsteps beat on the earth.
Just running like this, I don¡¯t know how many laps, Fang Xing was no longer cold, but hot.
The intensity of his training at home was not as good as that of these soldiers, so his breathing became more and more rapid and his steps became heavier and heavier.
Wang He followed closely behind him, feeling a little overwhelmed.
He wanted to give up, but he knew the rules in the army. Unless you lie down, quitting would be cowardly.
And a cowardly supervisor will naturally not be able to convince the public, so Wang He gritted his teeth and persisted.
When his lungs felt like burning and breathing was like blowing bellows, Wang He was desperate. He couldn't run anymore (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com)The steps hit the ground.
Just running like this, I don¡¯t know how many laps, Fang Xing was no longer cold, but hot.
The intensity of his training at home was not as good as that of these soldiers, so his breathing became more and more rapid and his steps became heavier and heavier.
Wang He followed closely behind him, feeling a little overwhelmed.
He wanted to give up, but he knew the rules in the army. Unless you lie down, quitting would be cowardly.
And a cowardly supervisor will naturally not be able to convince the public, so Wang He gritted his teeth and persisted.
When his lungs felt like burning and his breathing felt like a bellows, Wang He was desperate. He couldn't run anymore (Remember this website's 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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