Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Zhu Zhanji was recently asked by the Queen Mother to stare at him, and he had to sleep more than four hours a day.

The Queen Mother also let go: Who dares to bother when the emperor is sleeping, kill him.

It feels good to sleep well and has a good spirits.

"It's time for the purpose, right?"

Zhu Zhanji leaned back in the chair, and a court lady was massaging his head.

Yu Jia said: "Your Majesty, according to the schedule, it is within ten days."

Zhu Zhanji nodded and asked, "How about those powerful and powerful in the capital?"

...

"Your Majesty made an order to Uncle Xing He early. Fortunately, there was no major event during this period of time. Otherwise, once the fleet goes out to sea, we can only say nothing!"

Yang Rong recalled the disputes during this period and couldn't help sighing: "Tired! I'm exhausted."

Huang Huai was tired and sick, and was recuperating at home. The rest of the people had a lot of gray hair, and everyone looked tired.

Yang Pu leaned back and said: "Your Majesty is really calm. When we checked the fields of martial arts, there was a lot of noise in the capital at that time, and I was afraid that those martial arts went crazy."

"A firearm guard is staring at them, do they dare to move?"

Jin Youzi sneered and said: "Those who are conspiring to rebel are those who don't know the heights of the earth, the army will be destroyed instantly, just a joke."

Yang Shiqi said: "It's just that people are panicking. Without the army's suppression, something will happen to the capital afterwards. Fortunately, the firearm guards are effective, and the overall situation is settled!"

The relaxed atmosphere in the duty room gradually emerged until Yang Pu said a word.

"Where is the South?"

...

"Teacher, I'm looking for someone outside."

In just two days of work, Huang Jian had already lost his shape, and Wang Yuan was also stunned.

"Your cousin is gone, what are you afraid of?"

Huang Jian's eyes flickered, and Wang Yuan immediately shouted and asked: "But your cousin revealed his surname and details back then?"

"Nothing, teacher, I told him many times."

Wang Yuan nodded, and said softly: "You are against your heart. Being a teacher must protect you."

"Thank you mentor! Disciple... disciple..."

Huang Jian finally cried, and Wang Yuan came to comfort him, and his master and disciples returned to harmony.

Huang Jian went out to inquire about the news, Wang Yuan went to the study, and then called someone.

"Those letters are all burned."

A box of letters burned for a long time because of fear of too much smoke.

Wang Yuan stared all the way, and finally stirred the ashes with water before going to take a bath.

After he came out of the bath, he stood outside the study, and a servant came and told him: "Master, he is staring at the green skins at the gate of the city."

Wang Yuan took a deep breath and said, "Prepare a gift, don't let anyone know, the old man is going out."

...

"Mr. Yuanshan has been worrying too much, but he still said that if he is upright, he is not afraid. Do you think this is the reason?"

In the front hall, the old-fashioned Cao Jin nodded slightly, "Yeah! The old man saw them fly in the camp and go around in series, but when you came, they died. It turned out to be afraid. It can be seen that the human heart is fake, at least before the swordsman. is fake."

"Duke Yuanshan..."

Early in the morning, Fang Xing was about to go to the shipyard to fulfill his mission and was blocked by Cao Jin in his residence.

The old man grew older and could see the traces of loneliness, so Fang Xing couldn't bear the order of eviction.

"The South cannot be chaotic, but the North has already started, and the South will not be spared, so they are watching..."

Cao Jin clicked her mouth, took a sip of tea, and then seemed to be aftertaste.

"In the reorganization of the army, Xinghebo dug out the generals who colluded with the gentry. Are you preparing? It's just that the Jubaoshan Guard has a guard station but there is less. The old man knows that he won't do it now, but after he goes to sea?"

"Yes, when you come back from the sea, the north will surely settle down, and then the south will be cleaned up... The problem of taxation is almost solved. Your Majesty, Mingjun, Xinghe Bo, you are a famous minister through the ages, and complement each other."

Fang Xing listened patiently, but stopped talking.

After talking for a while, Cao Jin finally said what she came for.

He glanced at Fang Xing and coughed for a while. When Fang Xing saw that Fang Xing was not concerned about questioning, he said: "The old man is old, and the pediatric examination is not good. The old man wondered whether he would let him go to Beijing to find a job in the bureaucracy, but he could end up serving for many years. , No face!"

"Cao An?"

"Yes."

Fang Xing thought of the outstanding young man, the young man who made people feel like spring breeze.

Under Cao Jin's earnest attention, Fang Xing said indifferently: "It's a pity that I missed it."

Yes, after missing science, Cao An, who was stumbling on the imperial examination, could not attract Fang Xing's attention, no matter how talented he was.

Cao Jin said sadly: "Yes, the old man is now old, and the Imperial College is just short of an assistant teacher..."

Guozijian...

Fang Xing remembered the last time he asked Cao Jin to sell a favor to the Supervisor of the Imperial College, and asked, "Isn't it possible?"

Cao Jin looked at the sun outside the door that couldn't bring warmth, her old eyes were muddy, like a candlelight swaying in the wind.

"Hey! The old man is getting old!"

It’s an attitude for people to take the tea to cool.

But the old tea is cool, which is a bit bad.

"Hey! The old man is getting old and harassing, goodbye."

Cao Jin got up, but Fang Xing didn't keep him, just sent it out all the way.

There are many rules for sending off guests, and they are not the same for each family.

But according to Fang Xing's status, it would be great to be delivered to the gate.

Cao Jin hobbled out the door, he looked around blankly.

There are people around, and Fang Xing’s location is the main concern of all parties in Jinling, so there are a lot of stalls and a lot of people.

When those people saw Cao Jin coming out alone, some laughed with a chuckle.

"That old man is also crazy. How many years has he been from the official department? In the early years, he pretended to be a nobleman and refused to contact the old. Now Cao Anmou is not allowed to be an assistant teacher at the Imperial College. The Cao family is considered broken!"

"Cao Jin can't live for a few years. Cao An was arrogant before. When Cao Jin is gone, he will naturally be unable to move. And he has no money in his family. In another ten years, maybe we will have another one. Juren at the stall!"

"Don't coax people, don't the Cao family have land?"

"There's a fart! That Cao Jin pretended to be high-minded. When Emperor Wen mentioned the gentry's collection of contributions, he took the initiative to release the field."

"Tsk! That's really self-inflicted!"

Cao Jin's eyes are not very good, but her ears are okay.

These words pierced his heart like a needle, leaving him desolate and at a loss.

Did you do it wrong in the past?

People always have to restrain their emotions in front of their loved ones.

Cao An also heard these words. He came from the bullock cart to support Cao Jin and said, "Father, let's go home."

"Go home, home..."

Cao Jin nodded, and Cao An was shocked to find that his father couldn't move.

"Father……"

The most helpless thing in the world is the end.

Whether it’s drama or life, at the moment when the curtain is about to end, the curtain is trembling, and the ghosts and gods are peeping...

"His family didn't contribute?"

Inside the gate, Fang Xing was a little surprised~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The father and son were standing there. Cao An knew that his father would not expose his weak side to outsiders, so he needed to slow down, so he supported him.

Those people walked by from both sides, some sighed, some gloated.

Your home has been beautiful, we used to be envious and jealous, but now your home is unlucky, hahahaha!

Unlucky!

The former high official is out of luck!

The once genius boy is unlucky!

Although I'm sighing, how can I be so happy in my heart?

There are only a few who are emotional, and many people are happily alive.

Cao Jin is so sophisticated and naturally knows this mentality.

He felt the temperature in his lower body gradually, so he whispered: "Go home."

Cao An couldn't help it because of being young and suffering from such emotions.

He choked up and said, "Father, the child was young and vigorous before, but it was wrong after all."

He missed the opportunity to become Fang Xing's disciple and also missed the biggest turning point in his life.

Cao Jin sighed, patted his hand and said, "Who knows what is right or wrong in a person's life? If you look at it wrong now, you may be right in the future. If you lose your horse, you know you are not good!"

These are words of comfort, words of helplessness, and words of self-deception.

Cao An nodded, glanced at his father, but saw dead silence.

It was like a dead branch that was burned to the end, leaving only a little sparkle.

Cao An was panicked and whispered: "Father."

Cao Jin didn't hear of it, he had fallen into his own world.

Cao An panicked. He looked up in a panic and saw those people looking behind him.

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