Chapter 2138 Civil Servants Are Noisy

Fifty thousand cavalry were arrayed neatly outside the city, everyone wearing armor.

This is the most elite cavalry under Meerqian's command, an elite that was polished during the civil war.

Meerqian was reviewing alone in front, and the meat-loving messenger admired from the side: "This is the most powerful army, they will be invincible!"

Ye Siya was thinking about what Mier Gan had said before, feeling a little confused.

——You go back to Ming Dynasty and tell Emperor Ming that Ha Lie will stop the invasion of meat lovers.

What made Meiergan, who had always wanted to compete with the Ming Dynasty, become so weak?

Blocking the invasion of meaty charms is just an excuse, but the purpose should be to step into two boats.

Is he worried about the attractiveness of meat?

Ye Siya glanced at the flesh-obsessed envoy with an excited face, feeling a little excited and a little uneasy in his heart.

He wanted to marry that Yang Wumei, so he happily went to Daming again.

But Miao Xi and the others died in Samarkand, and he didn't know if he would be implicated.

He was melancholy and finally made up his mind.

"I will go to Daming."

"Long live!"

Fifty thousand people shouted so loudly that a feeding bird was frightened and flew away in a hurry.

The autumn is high and the horse is fat, everything is slowly getting stronger.

…

In Fangjiazhuang, Tudou and Ping An were standing on the side, while Zhang Shuhui and Wuyou were behind.

Xiaobai looked at the tall and thin Fang Zhuan and said, "I'm still a little thin."

If he didn't believe that Fang Jielun would not treat Fang Zhuan badly, Xiaobai would have wanted to fight for him.

"This is a draw."

Fang Xing saw Ping An frowning and said, "I don't care what happens in the future, but now you should learn when you need to, and don't favor one thing over another."

Ping An knew it was him who said this and hurriedly came out to admit his mistake.

Everyone knows that Fang Zhuan will be his housekeeper from now on.

So no one dared to bully him, so the two often stayed together in the academy, and Fang Zhuan often went to fetch food for Ping An and do some chores.

Fang Xing never said anything, but bringing this up now is a warning to Ping An.

Seeing that Fang Zhuan was a little panicked, Fang Xing smiled and said: "You're not bad, just study more. Besides... I called you here today just to ask. The Martyrs' Shrine has been built and your father's ashes can go in. What do you do?" Thought?"

The Martyrs' Shrine has been a new thing in Beiping City since its construction. Military families, especially those whose relatives died in the war, have gone to the Ministry of War to inquire many times.

This is a national-level sacrificial place. Everyone wants to enter, no, they all want the souls of their relatives to lean on the tablets and enjoy the sacrifice of the country's luck.

However, the Ministry of War remained silent on this, saying only that arrangements would be made at that time.

And Fang Xing said that Fang San could enter, which was leaked in advance.

Fang Zhuan didn't think too much, but subconsciously glanced at Ping An, and then said: "Master, I'm not going..."

Fang Xing nodded, stood up and said, "Yes, Fang San is a member of the Fang family, so let's stay together. When I go too, we will all be together."

The cemetery of a large family is also divided into hierarchical levels, with the direct head of the family naturally in the middle, and those loyal servants who died can also find a place below or on the periphery, which can be regarded as some form of reunion.

Fang San was the only son left in the world, so Fang Xing naturally had to respect his opinion.

Fang Zhuan responded naturally.

Being a servant of the Fang family these days is a blessing, and being counted as a member of the Fang family can bring tears to one's eyes and increase the sense of cohesion.

Fang Xing was not prepared to change the atmosphere. He nodded slightly to Ping An and then went out.

Ping An said frustratedly: "Dad, I was wrong."

"If you're wrong, correct it." Fang Xing walked out of the room. He didn't want to teach in detail. He preferred to see his children learn to think and then reflect.

Xiaobai immediately stopped and asked, "Master, what did you say you did wrong?"

Ping An said: "The academy treats everyone equally. The child made a mistake."

Xiao Bai felt that this was a matter of course, but she must agree with Fang Xing's decision, so she became depressed.

Naturally, Zhang Shuhui would not interfere with Fang Xing's education of the children. Seeing that Xiaobai was a little confused, she said, "You can't make a good thing if it's not polished."

Wuyou saw that Ping An was a little frustrated and said, "Second brother, you are going to be a young master."

Ping An glared at Wuyou, then smiled bitterly.

These words also came from the academy, and even Wuyou knew about it, which showed his numbness.

Seeing his sad face, Wuyou found it interesting, "Second brother, dad is going to punish you for copying."

When it comes to copying, Tudou and Ping An both have lingering fears.

Fang Xing rarely used corporal punishment, but mostly punished people for copying, small mistakes, and so on. Big mistake, I will probably have to copy the book.

Copying books is to practice calligraphy and to become familiar with the book.

…

The Martyrs' Shrine is located in the south of the city. There was no trouble when the people were moved, so it was completed as scheduled.

As soon as the paint was dry, the Ministry of Rites issued a memorial, and then the Ministry of War and the Governor's Office of the Fifth Army also asked Zhu Zhanji for instructions.

Zhu Zhanji nodded in agreement and wrote the inscription himself.

So the Ministry of Rites began to prepare for the ceremony, but there was a conflict with the people from the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion.

Because there is no ready-made etiquette, I can only search for those from the previous dynasty, and even found those from before the Qin Dynasty, so the paper and ink flew by, and the speed stopped.

However, the military hopes that the ceremony will be determined by itself, not the Ministry of Rites, let alone the civil servants. They are worried that they will be tricked.

So the military quickly prepared what they thought was an appropriate etiquette report, and the Ministry of Rites was immediately angry.

The Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Rites, seems to be a bit fake and empty, but in this era, etiquette is king and etiquette is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Hu Xi sent Yan Dajian - he preferred to use Yan Dajian, thinking that this person was a sensible person who might be able to take over his position in the future.

Yan Dajian went to the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion, and then had a verbal battle with Meng Ying and others, but he did not lose.

The two sides argued hard, and Yan Dajian, a knowledgeable man, finally caught the fallacy of Meng Ying's side and decisively let the news out, which immediately made the warrior's reputation as a vulgar warrior great.

"...That is the royal etiquette, but the Marquis of Baoding actually..."

The two sides met again, but it was in the Ministry of Rites.

Meng Ying was furious, but after hearing this she said calmly: "Why are you bothering with this?"

Yan Dajian seemed not to know the threat in his words, and smiled and said: "It would be best for the Ministry of Rites to take action on this matter!"

"how long?"

Meng Ying spoke on behalf of the military and naturally would not give in.

Yan Dajian was stunned, as if Meng Ying had asked a childish question.

"Marquis Baoding, this matter must be taken seriously, and..."

"And your mother!"

A fist flew over. Yan Dajian was still talking about the need to be cautious in this matter, but he had already been punched in the face.

Three people from the indoor staff, five people from the Fifth Army Commander's Office plus Meng Ying.

After a moment of silence, Yan Dajian covered his face and then slowly let go of his hand.

Blood immediately spurted out from his nostrils, making the small table between the two look like a murder scene.

"ah!"

Yan Dajian screamed briefly, then stood up and retreated.

"Baoding... Baoding Marquis!"

Yan Dajian covered his nose. A clerk went out to look for towels and medicine, and everything became a mess.

Meng Ying refused to apologize, but said with a sullen face: "I think the most disgusting thing about civil servants is their mouth. It makes people want to tear it open and make noise!"

"Here comes someone! Mr. Yan was injured!"

Someone was shouting outside the door. Yan Dajian looked at Meng Ying expressionlessly, letting the blood drip from his chin, and said: "Wrong is wrong, and if it is wrong, violence will be used. Is this how the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion behaves... "

"Someone is coming..."

The shouting outside the door suddenly stopped.

Meng Ying said coldly: "If it were on the battlefield, Meng would have killed someone like you who was dawdling. Today, Meng is innocent, and he will naturally plead guilty..."

"What's the crime?"

At this time, someone came in from outside the door and asked casually.

"Xinghebo..."