Chapter 2435: Ammunition, Cement Road

Yang Rong left the class with an expressionless expression: "Your Majesty, Fang Han has passed the assessment."

Zhu Zhanji nodded slightly, and said dissatisfiedly, "Master Yang, I haven't seen anyone who is a martial artist."

Let’s see how you, the king and his ministers, tell lies today!

The honorable relatives were all looking at Fang Xing with amusement, thinking that today's court meeting would probably go down in the annals of history, and would be "famous for eternity."

The emperor protected his favorites and even lied to his officials.

What is the nature of this?

The relatives who had been holding back their anger were secretly happy in their hearts, and many civil servants were also secretly happy.

Yang Rong sighed and said: "Your Majesty arrived at the Han Palace five days ago. I and several assistant ministers were there. The people around your Majesty assessed several highnesses and Fang Han on the spot. I and others witnessed the whole process, and the results were only a few. of."

Jin Youzi had been holding back, but now he had to come out of class and explain: "I was there that day, and the professor in charge of assessment in martial arts was also there. The professor said that Fang Han's grades were not top-notch, but every time Not bad at all, he is a great general!"

Yang Shiqi was there that day. He nodded and said, "The professor said that Fang Han was better than the veteran students in martial arts in several subjects. Fortunately, there was no public assessment, otherwise the martial arts school would be in trouble."

Everyone knows that he is an upright person, so the matter is a certainty.

The Qi who asked the question and the Qi who questioned outside all felt their faces were burning.

Fang Xing remained silent until now. He came out and said, "Your Majesty, I feel that this matter is somewhat materialistic. Otherwise, there will definitely be a group of new people taking the assessment recently. Fang Han will take the assessment again with them at that time. It’s also good to clear up the misunderstanding.”

Damn it!

This slap in the face was too harsh!

Those questioning relatives glanced at Fang Xing, feeling embarrassed and regretful.

If we assess them together, how big is a potato?

Among the children who took part in the assessment, Tudou was probably among the last few in age.

With such an age gap, if Tudou pulls down the assessment results too much, where should I put my face?

Zhu Zhanji pondered, as if considering whether this was appropriate.

Fang Xing said seriously: "Your Majesty, martial arts is the foundation of the country, how can it be reduced to a place of favoritism? I will talk to you later and ask him to practice in martial arts in the near future, and try to get good results when the time comes. Clear the suspicion.”

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "That's fine. It's fair and just. I have nothing to say."

Then Zhu Zhanji said: "There are rules for martial arts admissions. It's still early, so I made an exception for you. I hope to see the Ming Dynasty's talents display their talents."

A small number of honorable relatives went out to work calmly to express gratitude, but most of the honorable relatives complained in their hearts.

At first they thought of getting away with it, but the emperor even dragged Fang Han in, which showed that he was determined to get things done.

Who is going to provoke Fang Xing?

After the court was over, a distinguished relative yelled and cursed: "My son can't run, so why should I be tested? Who has to hold his tongue during the test?"

"who?"

The relatives were silent for a while, and those who had questioned Fang Xing earlier quickened their pace.

This situation couldn't be more obvious. The emperor was still struggling with how to tell them to keep things official, but they held on to the assessment, which was to give the emperor ammunition, and then things fell into place.

Did this person think of it from the beginning?

Those people couldn't help but feel annoyed when they saw Fang Xing's calm attitude.

According to Fang Xing's nature, he should have refuted it when he was questioned outside today, but he only replied coldly.

This is so tricky!

His seemingly guilty performance made everyone think that Fang Han really failed the test, and then he wanted to drag Fang Xing into the water.

Living alone is a life, but living with a group of people is not a life, right?

If the state officials set fires, the people should also light their lamps!

So they clung to this issue, thinking that the emperor should soften his stance, but they didn't expect...

What the honorable relatives want is to inherit the unchanged title, and it is best for the emperor to surrender on his own initiative.

Of course, it's okay if you don't give in. As long as our children enter the martial arts school and go around, even if they haven't learned any skills, they have learned it, right?

After learning this, Emperor, are you embarrassed not to give me a place for one hundred households?

No! At least one thousand households should be given.

As long as you are willing to do so and are not afraid of the army being led astray, then we are afraid of a disaster!

But as soon as the question of whether Tudou was assessed or not was fixed, all this came to nothing.

How much smaller is a potato than your children? He can do the assessment, what can't you do?

Now he can't even get into martial arts, he doesn't even have the qualifications, and he's ruining hundreds of households and thousands of households. It's really laughable.

The relatives went home and told the news, and immediately everyone in the family was wailing.

"Uncle, those who have old people at home who dote on their children are clamoring to see His Majesty. They also say that His Majesty has forgotten the merits of their ancestors. This is burning bridges across the river."

Huang Zhong received the news quickly, and it looked very festive.

"Those are just relying on their elders. They are flustered and venting their anger. Your Majesty will not pay attention to them."

Going to see your majesty means going to die, and whoever goes will be unlucky.

Of course Huang Zhong knew this. He smiled and said: "Of course those people stopped me, and then asked Master Wu to teach quickly, and asked people to inquire about the content of the martial arts assessment. They were busy non-stop!"

"The Ming Dynasty will not raise waste. This is His Majesty's wish."

Fang Xing held two walnuts with one hand, squeezed them hard, then peeled off the shell and took out the pulp to eat.

The taste of walnut meat is probably the most fragrant. Fang Xing said happily: "Just like Shang Hui, Shang Yi has made great contributions, so he deserves the title of Ning Changbo, but he can't rest with the country, can he? Then What has become of the imperial title?”

Fang Xing clapped his hands and said, "We need to reshape their understanding of reward for merit. We need to let them know that there is no iron rice bowl in the Ming Dynasty, running water does not rot, and door hinges do not suffer from beetles."

Huang Zhong nodded, "The titles of the former Qin and the former Han require descendants to advance, otherwise the emperor will not tolerate people living around. This is how famous generals emerge in large numbers, and foreign enemies dare not humiliate them. Our dynasty should do the same."

…

A group of cavalry galloped wildly on the spacious and flat cement road, and the horseshoes hit the ground, making a crisp sound.

There are trees planted on both sides of the road, but they are still small and look extremely thin.

Jinan Prefecture is in sight ahead, and both sides of the road are empty, with no trees, and some sacks covering the road can be seen on the road.

Suddenly there was a big sign in front of me, which said, 'The road is not dry, please take a detour. ’

There were two more men on the roadside. They were sitting on the ground. When they saw someone coming, they stood up and said fiercely: "The cement is not dry, you are not allowed to pass!"

"Detour!"

Jin Youzi gently drove the horse out of the cement avenue, followed by Yan Dajian, looking into the distance with exhaustion.

From the hard cement road to the dirt road, the horse was a little uncomfortable and the speed immediately slowed down.

At this time, cavalrymen came from the front and reported: "Sir, Uncle Xinghe arrived in Jinan the day before yesterday and is currently on the construction site outside Jinan City."

Jin Youzi said angrily: "No wonder he didn't want to come with us when we set off. It's because he dislikes us for being slow!"

Yan Dajian hit his lower back with his backhand and said with a wry smile: "Uncle Xinghe is the way to rush in the army. We didn't rest all the way, but we just didn't have the energy to wait for the horses to stop and the people to stop."

Jin Youzi said disdainfully: "Back then, I followed Emperor Wen on his northern expedition and traveled day and night. I was not a weak civil servant like that. But Fang Xing looked down upon him."

The group of people walked slowly along the edge of the cement road. When they saw that the roads were covered, Yan Dajian asked curiously: "What does this mean?"

No one knew this. When he saw someone guarding the road, the accompanying clerk went over to ask about it and came back and said, "Sir, it was for heat preservation and moisturizing. He also said that construction in winter has failed many times, and this is the last time. The ones in front have stopped and will try again when they find a cheaper way.”

Someone murmured: "Why is it so troublesome to build a road? Isn't it just paving the road? Do you need to melt gold and silver into it?"

Jin Youzi straightened his face and said, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. This cement road is the blood of the Ming Dynasty. His Majesty sent us here for a hundred-year plan."

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