Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Chapter 2434: Cheating (Thanks to ‘Pingdan Yutian’ for Becoming the New Leader of This Book)

When a purple light appeared in the sky, Fang Xing, who was camping outside Tianshou Mountain, also got up.

He got out of the tent, first checked on his wife and children, and then went to wash up.

The servants all got up and started to light a fire to make breakfast.

When the gruel cooked with mushrooms, dried fish and shrimp began to smell fragrant, Zhang Shuhui ran over in a worry-free spirit after being put away.

"father!"

The morning dew soaked the campsite, and Fang Xing said with a smile: "Run slower, be careful of slipping."

The family had a delicious breakfast, then walked for a while, looked at the surrounding scenery, and then got ready to set off.

As soon as the women got on the car, Xin Laoqi turned to look at the mausoleum area and said in a deep voice: "There are war horses!"

Fang Wu and Xiao Dao lay on the ground and listened sideways.

"Master, just a horse!"

Fang Xing nodded, then looked at the road out.

The sound of horse hoofbeats gradually became clearer. Xin Laoqi put down his telescope and said, "Sir, he is the sergeant guarding the mausoleum."

The knight rushed out and slowed down after seeing Fang Xing and his party. Then the sergeant dismounted and came over and said, "Uncle, the chamberlain you met yesterday has gone."

"Sun Xiang is gone?"

Fang Xing narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "How did he get there?"

The sergeant said: "In the early morning, a brother went to check as usual. It was pitch black, and he saw the chamberlain kneeling in front of the door with his hands clasped together. He was already frozen to the bone."

Fang Xing was stunned, then lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was feeling.

He didn't know why Sun Xiang ended his life in this way, but judging from the situation before he died, there were no signs of anyone else interfering.

"Uncle, the old chamberlain has been pulling weeds at the Shinto all day long. His eyesight is not good. He fell down several times and is as alive as a piece of wood."

The sergeant's words made Fang Xing think of something. He nodded, "Go and report the news."

Fang Xing lost interest in playing, but still managed to gather his energy and walked slowly with his family.

By the time we returned to the capital, it was already noon on the third day after leaving the mountain.

Fang Xing sent his wife and children back to the village, and then entered the palace.

He just met Sun Xiang, and Sun Xiang knelt in front of the gate in the evening. If he didn't report this to Zhu Zhanji, it would be hard to explain.

In particular, Sun Xiang used to be the second person in charge of the Li Supervisor, and later became the factory supervisor of the East Factory, so he knew a lot of secrets.

"Is it for An Lun?"

Zhu Zhanji felt a little surprised. He would not doubt that Fang Xing forced Sun Xiang to death because it was unnecessary.

"Yes, some people said that An Lun was keeping an eye on Yan Dajian's son. I was afraid that he was trying to make some dangerous move, so I asked Sun Xiang. Sun Xiang said that there is no need to doubt An Lun's loyalty."

Fang Xing wanted to know Zhu Zhanji's attitude towards this, but Zhu Zhanji just remained silent for a moment and then gave a vague answer.

"An Lun told me about Yan Dajian before, so please leave it alone for now."

Fang Xing nodded.

There were many things that the emperor would not tell outsiders and would even keep to himself, so Fang Xing did not ask.

He resigned and walked out of the palace, but met An Lun, who looked as usual.

The two of them greeted each other, An Lun went to see the emperor, and Fang Xing went home to rest.

News came later that An Lun hurried to Tianshou Mountain with a team of people.

Is this for burial?

Fang Xing didn't know what the relationship between Sun Xiang and An Lun was, but Sun Xiang was destined not to be buried in Tianshou Mountain, and the rest would depend on An Lun.

Sun Xiang's death did not even cause the slightest ripples in the capital, but the palace was once again flooded with memorials.

"The honorable relatives are all looking for ways to send their children to martial arts, especially the children of Xijue. I heard that they are all dancing after hearing the chicken."

Zhu Zhanji held an enlarged court meeting, and all his relatives in Beijing came.

Xu Jingchang burped after a while. When he saw Fang Xing and Yang Rong talking, he came over and said, "Dehua, uh! My family also has to... uh! They also have to go to martial arts school, uh!"

In an instant, all the relatives looked here, and most of them had unkind eyes.

Yang Rong took a step back calmly,

He gave the place to Fang Xing and Xu Jingchang, and then gathered with several auxiliary political bachelors to talk.

"Which of the disciples from each family is willing to practice hard? And the martial arts assessment is so strict, how many can pass? Those disciples are so angry... Fang Xing."

"Besides, those who have graduated from martial arts are not generals. Those who have not yet joined the army, after they have worked hard to graduate from martial arts, do they still have to start as chief flag officers or hundreds of households officers?"

Yang Rong listened to these discussions and saw most of the Xun Qi staring fiercely at Fang Xing, so he said: "After the gentry, there are Xun Qi, where is the vassal king?"

Jin Youzi and others stopped talking.

For them, the feudal king is synonymous with trouble, and he also wastes money and food and disturbs the place.

If most of the vassal kings of the Ming Dynasty were killed by thunder from the sky, then they would probably wake up laughing in their dreams.

"Uncle Xinghe, I heard that there are going to be assessments on martial arts?"

Someone asked a question over there, and everyone became quiet and looked at both sides quietly.

Chen Zhong stood further back, the gloating in his eyes not concealed at all.

Fang Xing nodded slightly and said, "That's right, no matter who you are, you have to pass the examination according to the standards when entering martial arts. Those who fail can only go home."

The gentleman sneered and said, "May I ask if your young master has passed the examination after entering?"

The atmosphere immediately became lively. Not only the relatives, but also many civil servants were looking at Fang Xing with smiles.

It's not impossible to go through the back door, but don't show off!

Where do you put your Fang Xing face now?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fang Xing said calmly: "If it's not true, you can keep it in mind. Quan Zi has already passed the assessment."

A burst of laughter came, but it was a sarcastic laugh.

The noble Qi said proudly: "I know a few people in martial arts, but I haven't heard of Fang Han's assessment, and Xinghe Bo's assessment. Could it be that they were assessed at night?"

"That's right! I know some people, but I haven't heard that Fang Han passed the exam."

"There is no obstruction in the martial arts school grounds. If there is an assessment, everyone can see it."

"Did you take the test in a dream? Hahahaha!"

These relatives probably hated the emperor the most at the moment, but they didn't dare to express their hatred openly, so they had no choice but to turn their target towards Fang Xing.

In the final analysis, it is just to break their iron rice bowl.

Fang Xing nodded and said seriously: "Yes, I took the test in my dream."

At this time, a eunuch came out, and everyone quickly formed a team and filed in.

After entering the main hall, Zhu Zhanji came later and everyone saluted.

"I heard that Zhu Qing's disciples are dancing upon hearing the rooster?"

Zhu Zhanji's first words made people feel cold.

It seems that breaking the iron rice bowl is a real thing!

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said: "This is a good thing. If there are those who are motivated and useful, I will naturally place them in a suitable place."

"I have received a lot of memorials in the past few days, most of which want my children to enter martial arts. This is also a good thing."

Zhu Zhanji encouraged: "It's never too late to make progress. I'm just waiting for your good news."

These words are encouragement, but they are empty words.

You can at least say something and let our children enter martial arts directly!

As for exams, isn’t that just for civilians and students selected from the military?

Zhu Zhanji's silence meant that their children had to continue training if they wanted to enter martial arts.

Among the honorable relatives present, only one in five or six can dare to say that their children can pass the test reliably.

Someone glanced at Fang Xing and felt angry. They couldn't help but leave the class and said: "Your Majesty, I heard that Fang Hancai from Wen Xinghe's family will enter the martial arts school."

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "I know this."

What do you want to say? Zhu Zhanji frowned and looked at this honorable relative, and the emperor's pressure came instantly.

The nobleman glanced at Fang Xing again and saw that he still looked like an old god. He gritted his teeth and said: "Your Majesty, I heard that Fang Han did not take the assessment. And when they were outside, Xinghebo also admitted that Fang Han had entered the martial arts school. Didn’t pass the test.”

This is obviously cheating, Your Majesty!

If someone steps forward, others will naturally follow.

"Your Majesty, my minister is weak, but he is somewhat talented in the art of war."

"Your Majesty, my ministers..."

This is the obvious forced palace.

Your Majesty, your favorite son can enter without taking the test, but what about our son?

"Who said Fang Han didn't take the assessment?"

These honorable relatives were stunned, and then looked at the civil servants with sorrow and anger.

The emperor has begun to protect Fang Xing, won't you impeach him?

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