Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

In the past, Yingzhou believed in Buddhism, and most of the people who talked about it were gods and Buddhas.

But then it was the Demon God that they were talking about.

The title and name of the Demon God are naturally familiar to them.

A common people who hadn't gone by the city gate was leaning against the root of the wall in fear. After hearing the name Xing Hebo, he slowly left the city wall, walked to Xin Chao's horse, and then slowly knelt down.

"Devil!"

The general at the head of the city shouted: "Open the door, and the officer will verify it personally."

"My lord, didn't someone inform us the day before yesterday that it was Xing He Bo coming to our side?"

The general ignored him and went straight to the city.

Someone said: "What do you know, Xing He Bo is the most important military discipline. If we don't verify, we open the door and let people in, the adults will definitely be unlucky."

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The general led out of the city and arrived in front of Fang Xing with Xin Chao.

When he saw the more than 1,000 people lined up neatly, the general had already confirmed Fang Xing's identity.

No one can imitate the array of Jubaoshan Guards.

Even if it was Xuanwuwei's firearm guards who had experienced battles, they were indifferent but couldn't imitate them.

That is the self-confidence brought by victory in all battles.

"Xiaguan Meng En, I have met my uncle."

Fang Xing didn't get off his horse, and said, "Fortunately, you didn't open the gate, otherwise your way in the army will end."

"Into the city!"

The array moved forward slowly, the city gates opened wide, and the people ran in frantically.

"The devil is here!"

Yingzhou had already abolished the original language, but the time was short after all, so when this familiar and unfamiliar language rang in the city, the pedestrians on the street were stunned.

The conquerors and killers of Yingzhou are here.

It was he who uncovered those secrets in one fell swoop, leaving Yingzhou no more gods.

It was he who cleared out those big names in Yingzhou and made Yingzhou return to Anning from now on.

The army slowly marched into the city, and the footsteps were still so calm.

The neat footsteps gradually approached, and a gun was put on his shoulders, and many local people from Yingzhou knelt down.

Fang Xing rode slowly in front of him, watching both sides kneel down. Most of the people standing were immigrants from Central Plains. They were all watching Fang Xing enthusiastically at the moment, looking at the array.

The array moves forward like a wall!

"Devil!"

An old man knelt on the ground religiously, and then threw his five bodies on the ground.

Fang Xing shook his head slightly.

A standing citizen shouted: "Da Ming wins!"

This is a cry of superiority.

"Da Ming Wan Sheng!"

With a burst of cheers, Fang Xing was thinking about the issue of integration.

Locals are in awe, while immigrants are proud. How to turn awe into pride requires consideration from all aspects.

In front of them appeared Chen Jie, the chief ambassador on the left, and Yu Cheng, the chief ambassador on the right.

Fang Xing got off his horse, Chen Jie said, "I haven't seen him for many years, and Xinghe Bo's demeanor is still the same. It is gratifying and congratulating."

Fang Xing handed his hands: "Master Chen has been in Yingzhou for many years, and he has exchanged a chief envoy for Daming, and the power lies in Sheji."

The two smiled relatively, both a little bit embarrassed.

Yu Cheng arched his hands and said, "Uncle Xinghe, your reputation in Yingzhou can only stop the crying of children at night, and now it’s a great thing for me to wait ashore again!"

Fang Xing said: "But the place is uneasy? That uncle wants to see if the children under his command can kill the enemy!"

"Uncle, are you here to suppress them?"

At this moment, a man with the appearance of a businessman asked loudly from the side.

Fang Xing glanced at it and asked faintly: "What's the matter?"

Yu Cheng's expression was ashen, and he shouted, "Hit out!"

The two little officials didn't know where they got the wooden sticks, and rushed over and beat the man with his head.

"Call you nonsense! Call you nonsense!"

The two little officials yelled as they slapped, "They are all a family, you dare to come here to die if you are so frustrated? Get out of here!"

The businessman was probably aware of his mistake and pretended to be mad, screaming as he ran.

"Count him smart!"

Chen Jie watched the businessman go away, and whispered: "As long as we have explained to all the immigrants, at least on the surface we can't go wrong, we must regard it as a family."

This policy is correct, Fang Xing nodded and asked: "Then what's the matter with him?"

Yu Cheng took the question and said: "After Yingzhou returned to Ming Dynasty, a lot of gold and silver were produced, so many merchants in the Central Plains thought that there was gold and silver everywhere, and then..."

"The eyes are good and the hands are low, this is anxious!"

Fang Xing said: "This class is a scum and will do bad things. If you don't want to find something to do, then send it back to the Central Plains directly."

Chen Jie nodded and said: "You can't let a mouse **** spoil a pot of soup."

The atmosphere was a little gloomy by this, Fang Xing arched his hands towards both sides and said: "Fang Mou is here to see everyone. Now he has a good day seeing everyone, Fang Mou is satisfied, and will go back later."

No one responded to this. The immigration was because they didn't know how to respond.

The locals felt relieved, and they couldn't say anything to save them.

Two locals stood behind, and one of them lowered his head and said in a low voice: "The Qilang in front is the most daring. He often praises those little officials. He comes casually, just for a job, but you see him kneeling there now. I didn't dare to say anything. It can be seen that the demon **** is so powerful in Yingzhou that no one dares to commit."

His companion said in a lower voice: "Yokoji, don't say anything, be careful of those people staring at you."

Heng Er sneered and said: "At the beginning I cooperated before the Ming army attacked the city, so they recognized my property and land. The land is scarce, and it is estimated that it will be forced down, and the land handed down by the ancestors will also be taken back."

His companion buried his head lower, seeming to be respectful, but his increasingly sharp words contained viciousness.

"You have a lot of land in your house, it is Ming Ren's thorny eye, Yokoji, Ming Ren is vicious, will kill you, and play with your woman and daughter, so you'd better run away earlier."

Fang Xing in front of him had already got on his horse and left. The local people who were kneeling on the ground all got up, and then said that they were lucky to see the demon god.

Hengji said: "If you are afraid to the extreme, you will be regarded as a god. What is the possibility of such a temperament?"

The companion stabbed Yokoji, then turned around, Yokoji followed, and said, "Thank you for your reminder."

It turned out that just now, one person came out of the storefront behind them, and at first glance, he was a local.

If he heard those previous words...

Heng Er glanced at the sergeant patrolling the street, and felt that he was about to be ransacked.

The companion in front looked around, and whispered: "Look at the people, they have tax cuts now, and I wish they had been a man from birth. The businessman who was beaten before was also acting, if our businessman said it was a taboo. If you do, the family will disappear silently later, so... Yokoji, give up those unrealistic ideas and live well, maybe there will be opportunities in the future."

Yokoji bowed his head and said nothing~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but the clenched fists revealed his mood.

The companion sighed: "Your father died in the chaos that night, but you can't be sure that it was killed by Mingren's army. That night was chaotic..."

"Yes, not sure."

Yonkuji's eyes gradually calmed down.

"But the disaster was caused by the Mingren. That catastrophe changed the color of the entire Yingzhou."

The companion glanced at the team of sergeants in the front left, and pushed their shoulders on top of each other, and the two walked to a side street.

This street is more bright.

A small river cuts off the long street, but a small bridge makes it more poetic.

The willows are like rain.

Standing on the edge of the bridge, Yokoji said melancholy: "What's the point of living like this?"