Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

　　Ma Su was still immersed in his own world. He even found a knack for saving effort. As soon as the **** went down, the soil was dug up obediently.

　　 "Which is Ma Gongzi?"

　　 In addition to the government officials, there are also a few idle men. They set off the firecrackers just now.

　　 Seeing that Ma Su was still digging the canal, Fang Jay Lun quickly stepped forward and shouted in a low voice: "Little Ma, oh no, it's a talented man, hurry up and take the good news!"

　　 Is he Masu?

　　 The Annunciations were all stunned. This talented Nima was digging a trench with a bunch of mud legs. Who would believe this?

　　 While Zhang Shuhui, who heard the sound of firecrackers in the deep house, stood up and said to Liu, "Sister-in-law, congratulations."

　　 Liu's sitting there in a daze, muttering to himself: "Is it really hit? It won't be the one next door, right?"

　　 "Damn! How can I fish with such loud firecrackers!"

　　 Fang Xing handed the fishing rod to Xin Laoqi, and Shi Shiran went to the front.

　　 When Fang woke up, it happened that Ma Su woke up, and he went on to announce the good news, the muscles on his face were trembling.

　　 A child who is more than ten years old is like someone telling him: Your baby is lucky! He was admitted to one of the world's top 500 companies, and he was an iron job with a lot of privileges.

　　 "Ahem!"

Just as Ma Su looked at the good news and resisted the joys and sorrows, Fang Xing let out a dry cough, and he immediately bowed and said: "Teacher, uphold the kindness of the ancestors, relying on the teacher's indoctrination, the disciples got lucky. "

　　 Those few Annunciations only then knew the identity of Fang Xing.

　　 This guy looks like a country idler, but he is actually the teacher of Xiucai Gong?

　　 Fang Xing beckoned to Fang Jaylun, and waited for him to come forward and back and say: "Take out the happy money you prepared and take them to the main house."

　　 Fang Jay Lun remembered the business now. He untied the money bag tied around his waist, and he didn't feel sorry for one person with a lot of happy money, which made the few people who announced the news happy.

　　 If you go to confess good news these years, the rich will of course send rewards, but Ma Su still needs to dig trenches when he is out of the list. They have just given up their hopes for money.

　　The teacher of Xiucai Gong gave them a surprise, and his writing was not small.

　　 Fang Xing patted Ma Su on the shoulder and said, "Go, take them to give your mother the good news."

　　Ma Su wiped his eyes, and after a hum, he walked to the main house first.

　　 Fang Xing turned around and said to some of the Annunciations: "I'm tired of you. After the incident, please have a glass of wedding wine."

　　 "Don't dare, don't dare."

　　 A few guys don't dare to underestimate Fang Xing, being able to be the teacher of Xiucai Gong, almost all of their identities are ready to come out.

　　 "Steward."

　　 "Young Master."

　　 Fang Xing looked at the various expressions on the faces of the dealers, and said faintly: "You work hard, today there are running water seats on the farm, and every household has to come."

　　 "Yes, master."

　　 Fang Jay Lun knew that his young master couldn't persuade him, so he simply agreed, and then went to discuss with Hua Niang how to do it.

After 　　 and the others had left, Fang Xing looked at the envious dealers, and couldn't say that anymore.

　　 These people are all slaves, and leaving the country is a bolt from the blue for them, otherwise Fang Xing really wants to help a class for the children to learn.

　　 But although I can’t learn the Four Books and Five Classics, there are some things I can learn...

　　 "Everyone goes home and asks people to go, today all the whole family will come to eat, from morning to night!"

　　 Fang Xing's words made the dealers overjoyed, forgetting the envy of Ma Su just now, just remember that today there is no need for the family to start a group, and according to the character of the owner, Xun Yu is mostly indispensable.

　　 After Fang wakes up and returns to the main house, Hua Niang has recruited more than a dozen women, preparing to cook for those temporary large stoves.

　　Although this kind of work is hard, everyone is happy and happy because they can take the rest of the food home afterwards.

　　 Around the outside of the main house, all households moved their tables and benches. The children were playing, and the men squatted aside, smiling and talking about Fangjiazhuang's recent good days.

　　 In the main house, Ma Suzheng and Liu cried relative to each other, while Fang Xing and Zhang Shuhui both avoided, letting the mother and son who had experienced the ups and downs vent their emotions.

　　 "Husband, were you the same as Masu when you were in the middle school?"

　　 Zhang Shuhui asked, holding Fang Xing's arm a little sentimentally.

　　 Fang Xinggan smiled and said, "Nothing, I was very calm at the time, and I went out for a stroll."

　　 Xiaobai who came back to fetch things couldn't help but laugh when she heard that, but she remembered that her young master was happy and stupid.

　　 Fang Xing threw an eye dart over, Xiao Bai bit his lower lip, holding the skirt and running away with a smile.

　　 "What the hell! The weather today is really good!"

　　 Fang Xing was a little embarrassed. He saw in the original owner's notes his mood and performance after the middle school. One word: madness!

　　 But is this a word?

　　 When the atmosphere is right for Maimai, Fang Xing is about to do something...

　　 "Can classmate Ma be here?"

　　 "Little horse, little horse!"

　　 Fang Xing's hand just supported the shy-looking Zhang Shuhui's chin, but there was a tumult outside, making him let go of his hand in anguish.

　　 "Stop, who are you?"

　　 Xin Laoqi's voice overwhelmed those movements.

　　 "You avoid it first."

　　 Fang Xing waited for Zhang Shuhui to leave before frowning and walking out of the courtyard.

　　 The main house is the private part of Fang's house. Generally, people who know how to be polite will greet Xin Laoqi outside the gate~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You can hear the outside voices, it seems that there is some conflict.

　　 "I'm here to congratulate classmate Ma, you dainty slave, don't you hurry up and report it?"

　　 A man wearing a Confucian shirt is pointing at Xin Laoqi with a folding fan and shouting.

　　 "Yes, yes, go report it, or be careful that your errands are not guaranteed!"

　　 "……"

　　 Fang woke up just in time to see Xin Laoqi retreating profusely, so he coughed dryly.

"Who are you?"

　　 The man in Rushan retracted his folding fan and looked at Fang Xing with scrutiny.

　　 Fang Xing looked at these men, the biggest temples were a little pale, but they still looked frivolous.

　　 "Is there anything you guys do?"

　　 Fang Xing asked knowingly.

　　 The man in the Rushan shirt seemed to be the head. He raised his head and said, "I am a student of Shuntian Palace. Who are you?"

　　 These years, the status of scholars is getting higher and higher, and it is not a day or two to see people through the nostrils.

　　 These guys probably saw the talents in Ma Su’s test and thought that everyone could build relationships, so they rushed to know the news.

　　 Masu became famous in one fell swoop, and at a very young age, this is a huge advantage in the discipline.

　　 As the saying goes, there are many people who are still studying for talents in their 50s and 60s.

　　 And Ma Su is old enough for him to calmly arrange his imperial examination road, as long as there are no mistakes, then his future is bound to be promising.

　　 It’s too early to pay attention to a relationship this year!

but……

Fang Xing looked at these extraordinary guys, wondering if they hadn’t inquired about Ma Su’s background~www.wuxiaspot.com~Book friends are welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all here. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ For mobile phone users, please go to read.