Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

I actually don't want to go to martial arts!

At first sight of martial arts, Tudou felt a little uncoordinated.

He was greeted by a straight-faced little official.

All the way to the office, the little official urged impatiently all the way.

"Everything in martial arts is a rule. Walking around to eat and sleep, even folding quilts is a rule. If you violate it, you will be a stick!"

"You're a transfer student, from which family are you?"

"Not a child."

Tudou felt that he had not lied, because none of the three emperors had positioned Fang Xing within the scope of Wu Xun.

The little official turned around and frowned, "Be honest. In martial arts, when you ask questions, you must be honest, otherwise you can't blame the heavens and others if you're beaten to death."

Tudou smiled and nodded, his heart faintly.

No matter how strict the martial arts, it is not as strict as the Jubaoshan Guardian.

The little official was suspected of intimidation, but Tudou was not prepared to care about it.

Under a two-story building, Liu Sheng was cursing an official.

"...Those students are selected from all over the world. If you eat moldy food, the Ministry of Households and the Ministry of War will just wait to turn around."

The official was trembling as he was being scolded. When Liu Sheng saw Tudou approaching, he let him go, and then said to Tudou sternly, "Will your dad be willing to be punished by martial arts?"

Tudou bowed and said, "I have seen An Yuanhou."

Seeing that he didn't take the opportunity to get close to himself, Liu Sheng was satisfied with five points in his heart, and said to the young official: "I will take him to school immediately."

Liu Sheng left in a hurry, and Tudou discovered that the little official was looking at him blankly, and said, "I'm bothering you."

"Dare not dare!"

The little official was a little embarrassed. Before, he only knew that the new transfer student was called Fang Han, but he didn't think about Fang Xing's body. When Liu Sheng spoke, he still didn't understand.

As a result, the subsequent registration procedure was much simpler, and the little official even complimented Fang Xing's contribution to martial arts without a trace.

Tudou thinks this is the first lesson, with repeated hearts and minds, it is only a lesson for power.

After he was assigned to the class and introduced himself as Fang Han, both professors and students were watching him.

Tudou glanced at these gazes, and found that most of them were on guard and a few were hostile.

This is the second lesson. After arriving in a new environment, your identity may not necessarily become your amulet, it may become a source of trouble.

So he walked to the edge of his seat and sat down with a smile as if he were in Zhixing Academy.

The professor glanced at him and said, "The class has been on for half a year. If you can't keep up, you should consult with your classmates."

The professor was cautiously expressing his position, but he refused to be labeled as flattery.

...

In the future, Xinghe Bo entered martial arts, and many people in the capital thought that the dust had settled.

Awakening from the front always flies back and forth between civil and military, like a fleeing criminal.

At that time, he could still use Emperor Wen as an excuse, but now?

There is no doubt that he is a martial artist after he has learned martial arts.

Shang Hui is here.

"Wu Xue...I think you are disgusted by the palace?"

Facing the problem, Fang Xing felt that he needed to think about it.

"Martial arts is actually similar to academies, it's just a study of literature and a study of martial arts."

After Shang Hui became a loyal loyalist, the emperor didn't even think of letting him enter the martial arts school, which made many powerful and powerful people in the capital look down on the title of Ning Changbo.

The same is true for Shang Hui, so he looks a bit decadent.

"You have been in your hometown, what have you learned?"

"Sir, I learned the Four Books and Five Classics, and I also learned how to write articles."

This is the appearance of a standard dignitaries, even considered motivated.

After speaking, he remembered that Fang Xing was the Confucian opponent, and wanted to explain.

Fang Xing didn't care about this. "It doesn't matter if you lay the foundation, it just depends on your appearance. Does this think that martial arts is the beginning of being left out?"

Shang Hui is probably a conscious earl, and he studies very hard.

Therefore, he is qualified to say that he is not a corrupt honorary.

"Uncle Xinghe, there are not many fields in his next home, just relying on Juelu to survive, and even the servants are collected in accordance with the rules. Then he studied with one heart, thinking that he has no abilities. Being an official will only harm the people. Will only hurt soldiers, is it self-knowledge?"

Shang Hui was a little confused, but more indignant.

"Then you think entering martial arts is to step you in the mud?"

"Is not it?"

After all, Shang Hui is still young and has not been taught for many years, so sometimes it is inevitable that he does not know how to measure.

Fang Xing glanced at him, and said: "Martial arts is not a place to be stubborn, and Kenzi has just entered the school."

But Tudou is only more than ten years old, and he is flourishing after graduation, but what about me?

The grievances in Shang Hui's eyes became more and more. He didn't dare to say those things when he saw him in the palace, but he did not hesitate to say those words in front of Fang Xing.

"Well, I'll talk to you about your trust."

Fang Xing felt that Shang Hui was still a child and was too immature in many ways. If he was involved in the disputes in the capital, he would probably become someone else's gun.

This gun is fine as long as it is not aimed at Fang Xing, but the best way is to send it to martial arts and set an example.

"During the Northern Expedition, your father was the commander of the forward army, and the general of the forward united army was incompetent. It was your father who raised his arms, and then personally took the lead, boosting morale, and finally died in battle."

"If it weren't for your father, the striker would have wiped out the entire army during the Northern Expedition, so do you know the meaning of the title of Ning Chang?"

Shang Hui stood up and said, "I know."

Father is his pride, no, the pride of the whole family.

"When the news of his father's death in battle came, no one would believe it, because his father had been fighting for many years and his martial arts was superb."

Shang Hui said in some memories: "Later someone came and brought him to Beijing to be granted a title. At that time, I was confused and unconscious. Later I thought that this was the title my father had given me with his life. I was enjoying the blessing, but he entered. In the tablet position."

"So I don't want to make meritorious deeds. I just want to live my life safely and don't shame my father."

Fang Xing squinted and looked at the outside of the front hall. Gradually, Shang Hui became a little cramped.

For him, the capital was just a tiger with an open mouth, and only Fang woke up to make him believe.

I don't know how long it has passed, Fang Xing suddenly said with a sense of disinterest: "Go ahead, go to martial arts after a few days of rest.

Shang Hui stood up and quit.

Huang Zhong sent him out, and when he came back, he grumbled: "After Shang Yi's death in the war, many Fuzhong expressed that he was close. But today Shang Hui said that he ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ refused. Telling who asked him to test, it can be seen that I still want to be with the light and find a place for myself."

Fang Xing was only helpless about this: "After reading from the Wu school, the dignitaries are worried that your majesty will clean them up, so testing your majesty's mind is the most important thing. And Shang Yi..."

"Shang Yi is a role model in the military. His son is naturally in an unusual position, and there is no better candidate."

Fang Xing put down the teacup, got up and moved his body. Feeling energetic, he felt very happy.

"I was still in the prime of life, but I threw potatoes into the martial arts school. Those people thought that the Fang family was going to take the road of martial arts in the future."

Huang Zhong sighed, "How can the martial artist take this road? The powerful and powerful can't figure it out, nor are they confused. They don't want to live as an ascetic monk."

Fang Xing shook his head and said: "Shang Hui thinks that since he wants to enter the martial arts school, why not let him enter the martial arts school in the past few years?

Huang Zhong said in amazement: "Doesn't he know that entering the martial arts school represents your majesty's value?"

"But the dignitaries didn't think so, until I let Tudou also enter the martial arts school, they urged Shang Hui to try."

Fang Xing sighed a little: "I know Tudou doesn't want to join the army, but that kid is smart, and he knows the Fang family's unshirkable truth after reading."

Huang Zhong persuaded: "You are now in the Ming army as an almost invincible general. If there is no heir in the family, it will have an impact on the morale of the army!"

Fang Xing smiled and said: "It's not so mysterious. Your Majesty just wants the powerful to see something. If you want to maintain your own prosperity and wealth, you have to contribute to Daming. It is naturally not appropriate for the powerful to take the path of civil servants, so join the army!"

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