Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

　　 The birthday of the old mother-in-law, even if she was just Zhang Shuhui's aunt, but after hearing that Zhang Shuhui was raised by the old lady when she was a child, Fang Xing felt that her gift was a bit simple.

　　 Taking the opportunity of Zhu Zhanji to come to class, Fang Xing asked what kind of gift the Royal Club would give to Mrs. Zhang.

　　 Zhu Zhanji rested his chin and thought for a while: "Brother Dehua, or you should write a picture. Tsk! No way."

　　 Thinking of the gifts that the royal family had prepared, Zhu Zhanji suggested that Fang Xing should take the literati route. But thinking about Fang Xing's handwriting, Zhu Zhanji also had a headache.

　　 Fang Xing gave a dry cough, and said aggrieved: "Then what, I'm not going to send the word."

　　 So Zhu Zhanji gave a rough overview of what the royal family wanted to give. Among them, the harem gave the most valuable and beautiful ones, while the emperor gave a picture.

　　 There are also princes and princesses who have to be given away, but they have to keep a low profile, otherwise they will be suspected of robbing the class to seize power.

　　 "I am going to draw a picture of the life of the tortoise, but people will not go."

　　 Zhu Zhanji’s paintings are good. Fang Xing has already made up his mind. When he waits later, he must let Zhu Zhanji draw a picture for himself every year and leave it to his children and grandchildren as heirlooms.

　　Zhu Zhanji didn't know that Fang Xing had been staring at him, and he happily talked about his painting experience.

　　 The two were talking, and Xin Laoqi walked in with a sullen expression.

　　 "Master, that Li Mao is here again, just wandering outside our Zhuangzi, as if waiting for someone."

　　 "Fuck! This kid is so daring and fat! He dare to block the door before he settled the matter last time! Let's go!"

　　 Fang was so angry that he really wanted to tear up the boy. If it were not for the warehouse to only bring things out, but not living things and a large amount of things in, he would definitely get Li Mao in and greet him with eighteen tortures inside.

　　 Zhu Zhanji smiled bitterly: "Brother Dehua, did that Li Mao offend you?"

　　 When Xin Laoqi was talking about Li Mao, Fang Xing noticed that Zhu Zhanji's expression was a little weird, so he used the term blocking the door.

　　 Fang Xing pretended to be indignant and said: "Last time the boy seduced the little wife in my village, and wanted to abduct the person. Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise I would break his three legs!"

　　 Three legs?

　　 This question flashed through Zhu Zhanji's mind. He said in a bit embarrassed manner: "Brother Dehua, this Li Mao's father, recently... and my father have some...that."

　　 Fang Xing was really taken aback this time. He pointed at Zhu Zhanji and asked in disbelief: "His father actually hooked up with your father?"

　　How about this exercise?

　　 The dignified prince of Ming Dynasty was actually hooked up by a governor of Shuntian Mansion!

　　 Zhu Zhanji was embarrassed and felt that his father was indeed a little hungry.

　　 But everyone knows that the position of the prince has been shaky in recent years, which has led to a lack of money in his hands.

　　 And Li Mao’s father married a wealthy wife, that is, Li Mao’s *mother, and the rich dowry makes people jealous.

　　 The last time Li Mao was cheated by the little wife of Fangjiazhuang, he wrote a letter back to Peking after returning home. Soon, Governor Li's instructions arrived.

　　 "How can your father... hey!"

　　 Fang Xing also knows that the prince is short of money, but isn’t your lack of money just enough for people to see his magnanimity.

　　 "Think about it, if everyone saw that King Han and King Zhao had more money and strength than the prince, what would the public opinion be like?"

　　 Fang Xing was deliberately inducing, but on the last thought, Zhu Zhanji's son was afraid that he could not interfere with his prince's father.

　　 Zhu Zhanji had to persuade: "Brother Dehua, please rest assured, this Li Mao's fortunate spirit is too strong, and my father and I are prepared for this."

　　 Peat! People spent the money on your father, but in the end they came to a ludicrous conclusion. This is really fascinating...

　　 So happy!

　　 But Governor Li's career will probably be much smoother in the future, and Fang Xing can only comfort himself: Among the students of Lao Tzu, there are grandsons and Xiaohouye, your baby is a fart!

　　 Li Mao finally met Zhu Zhanji outside Fangjiazhuang, but what he saw was a majestic and inviolable emperor grandson.

　　 "Use your mind more in your studies, don't learn to be frivolous."

　　 Abandoning these words, Zhu Zhanji walked away under the **** of Jia Quan and others, leaving Li Mao with a pale complexion.

　　 "Why do you say I am frivolous?"

　　 Li Mao turned his gaze to Fang Jiazhuang, remembering the last time he was ‘slandered’ by that little wife as a kidnapper.

　　 "Fang Dehua! I don't share the same spirit with you!"

　　 In these years, the future of death is equivalent to murdering parents. Li Mao's mind lies in the officialdom. Of course, for this he had to pass the imperial examination first.

　　 "I have been in Juren, I can stay in Yingtianfu when I will try next time, oh no, I should go back to Shuntianfu."

　　 In the imperial examination at this time, the gap between the south and the north was almost desperate, so in the Hongwu reign, the scholars in the north made trouble for this.

　　 Lao Zhu knew that the scoring officer was fine, and the final ranking was fine.

　　 But where is the problem?

　　The problem is that northerners need to be comforted.

　　In the end, Lao Zhu learned Cao Cao and borrowed a few heads to comfort the people.

　　 So up to now, the North-South List is almost an open way of imperial examination distribution.

　　 Back to Shuntianfu, come to Jinling to participate in the test with a student status of Shuntianfu, this is the kingly way to add points!

　　 This is the same as the various bonus policies of later generations, but the Ming Dynasty was more thorough, and it simply separated the northern and southern exam papers ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ each was admitted according to the quota.

　　Fang wakes up, who doesn’t know that someone wants to share the sky with him, is taking a bath at this time.

　　 To celebrate the birthday of the old mother-in-law, a bath is a must.

　　 just incense to wake up.

　　 "You are not allowed to incense my clothes!"

　　 Fang Xing stubbornly believes that women's incense is fragrant, while men's incense is disgusting.

　　 Zhang Shuhui walked over wearing a veil and complained: "Husband, everyone else can get it, why don't you want it! No one dares to say that you are a woman."

　　 Fang Xing touched his chin, which still hadn't grown a beard, and retorted, "The men have beards. Do you women want to have a little too?"

　　 Fang Xing saw Zhang Shuhui bending down as he said, how could a layer of tulle block his eyes that could be a pilot? so……

　　 "Husband, time is running out, I...oooo..."

　　 After tossing for a while, Fang Xing gasped and said, "This is the result of women incense, men like it!"

　　 Zhang Shuhui was soft all over, biting her red lip, and finally chuckled out with a chuckle, her eyebrows crooked, she could see that her index finger moved a lot, and she almost wanted a second plum blossom.

　　 "Husband, get dressed and go out quickly, Xiaobai must be wronged."

　　 The shameless guy was dressed like a dog, and when he went outside, he saw some pouting Xiaobai.

　　 Xiao Bai couldn't go today, so Fang Xing took her to a quiet place. When Xiao Bai thought he was going to get started with him, a few bags of snacks were delivered to her.

　　 "Take a good look at the house, I have already ordered the kitchen, and there are fans of scallops and steaks you like to eat tonight."

　　 Under the **** of the family members, Fang Xing did not ride a horse today. Instead, he got in a carriage with Zhang Shuhui and went to the city.