Chapter 550: I Will Leave It to You to Tamper with the History of Cochin

I was so tired that when I got out of the car, I felt like Zhao Dehan who had embezzled 200 million yuan, and I almost collapsed. Liewen'net Ww W. "Lie Wen. CC

After finishing the code in a hurry, Jazz went to take a shower and eat.

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The more Hu Die looked at Fang Xing, the more familiar he looked. When the footsteps of several people came upstairs, he shuddered, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Little Hu Die met Xing Hebo."

Fang Xing went in and out of Dongguan City many times, passing by the door of Mochou Inn several times.

Fang Xing saw that Mo Chou's face became panicked, so he smiled and said, "Master Hu got up, Fang is not here for business, so there is no need to be polite."

"Do you still remember Mochou Lake?"

Fang Xing asked Mo Chou with a smile.

The little girl glanced at her father, frowned slightly and said: "My little girl has never been to Mochou Lake, only those who are fishing can go in."

Fang Xing smiled lightly: "I forgot, then Mochou Lake is managed by the Xu family, but it's okay, if you come to Jinling next time, you can find me in Fangjiazhuang, and I will take you to have a look."

Mochou's big eyes were full of sadness: "Uncle, the little girl wants to live here with Daddy."

Fang Xing saw Li Zhengyang, father and son and the knife coming down the stairs, so he reached out and touched Mochou's cock, and said with a smile, "After intercourse, it will get better and better, just like staying in Daming."

Mo Chou nodded, the little girl's troubles came and went quickly, so she went to the back kitchen.

Fang Xing waved to Hu Die, signaling him to sit beside him, then got up and smiled at Li Zhengyang: "Mr. Pan Shi, please sit down."

Li Zhengyang snorted coldly, and sat at the side table with his son with a cold face.

Fang Xing smiled slightly, and then asked Hu Die, "How does shopkeeper Hu think Dongguan City is now?"

You Wu Xun ask what civil affairs!

Li Zhengyang frowned in dissatisfaction, but then remembered that Fang Xing didn't seem to be classified as a martial artist.

Hu Die rubbed his hands nervously: "Uncle, it's okay, those cozhi people in the past..."

"It's Daming!"

Fang Xing smiled and corrected,

He has cast himself into a tall and stalwart role.

"Yes, yes." Hu Duidui said with a smile: "Uncle said, we will be a family from now on."

Fang Xing pointed in the direction of the kitchen, motioning for Xiaodao to help.

Hu Die thought for a while: "Since the night when the West Street caught fire, I feel that those cochin...uh... Daming people have become more polite. In the past, there were people who didn't pay for meals from time to time. After that night, they just... Not anymore."

"good!"

Fang Xing said solemnly: "It can make every citizen of Ming Dynasty feel peaceful and safe, that's why Fang came to intercourse, but please rest assured, the previous days of three surprises will never happen again."

Waving Hu Die to do something, Fang Xing saw Li Zhengyang sitting there expressionless, while Li Chun couldn't hide his curiosity and looked outside from time to time.

"What does Mr. Pan Shi think about Cochin teaching?"

Xin Laoqi entered the door and whispered in Fang Xing's ear: "Li Zhengyang's old wife passed away, and there are two sons. The eldest son is at home. That is the youngest son Li Chun. The Confucian scholars will take Li Zhengyang as their leader on this trip."

"In the wild land of Jiaozhi, if there is no education, fighting is useless."

Li Zhengyang popped out a few words coldly.

"That's right!"

Fang Xing didn't expect the old gentleman to have some discernment, so without further ado, he took out a booklet and handed it over.

"Mr. Panshi can take a look."

Li Zhengyang took the booklet, and at first he flipped through it casually, but when he saw the back, his eyes widened.

——Since the decline of the Chen Dynasty, the Hu family, a relative of the family, has been extravagant and dissipated. Cochin board swings, ten rooms and nine empty spaces, no rooster crowing for thousands of miles...

This is to say that the demise of the Chen Dynasty was God's will, and that self-inflicted evil cannot live.

Then he pushed the current broken state of Jiaozhi to those wealthy families.

——His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty was heartbroken when he heard this, and urgently ordered the king's division to attack and wipe out the rebellious officials and thieves. After many years, the cost was huge, and there were many casualties.

Li Zhengyang at the back knew what Fang Xing meant without looking.

Fang Xing smiled and said, "What do you think of Mr. Panshi? Mr. Fang is all ears."

Li Zhengyang looked around and said in a low voice: "Xing Hebo, do you want to correct people's hearts?"

Go!

The old man is very sharp!

Fang Xing smiled lightly and said, "What do Lord Panshi think?"

Li Zhengyang was a little hesitant, he knew the meaning of Fang Xing's outline.

This is asking if he would like to revise the outline and use it as a teaching material.

This is equivalent to tampering with history, which makes him want to refuse.

If it gets out, then Li Zhengyang's reputation will be stinky in the Confucian school.

Fang Xing said indifferently: "Gou benefit the country's life and death, how can we avoid it because of misfortune and good fortune!"

Li Zhengyang's body trembled, he squinted his eyes for a moment and said: "Okay, the old man will take over this matter!"

When Li Chun heard these two sentences from the side, his eyes showed admiration.

Although Fang Xing is the enemy of Confucianism, there are many rebels among the young people of Daming.

Single-handedly fighting against the behemoth of Confucianism, although Fang Xing seemed to be alone and alone, but he also had a boldness that young people yearned for.

"Mr. Panshi, if someone provokes you, don't bother, those are the remnants of rebellion!"

Fang Xing smiled.

The remnants will be cleaned up, and the best ending is to grow sugar cane.

Li Zhengyang was stunned, and was about to say that the old man was not afraid of arguments, but Mo Chou came in with a big plate.

After eating, Li Zhengyang's face changed, he bowed hands with Fang Xing indifferently, and then went upstairs.

"Sir, this man is rude!"

Both Xin Laoqi and Xiaodao were a little angry.

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, so there is no need to delve into it."

Fang Xing was already very grateful that Li Zhengyang could take over the burden of tampering with history.

As for alienation, it is because everyone has different positions.

Mo Chou came out to clean up the tableware. Since Fang Xing's dishes were all good and would make her family a lot of money, she was not stingy and gave Fang Xing a big smile.

Fang Xing couldn't help touching her hair again, and then said with a smile, "Let your father prepare more meals in the future."

Why?

Mo Chou watched Fang Xing leave surrounded by Xin Laoqi and Xiaodao, feeling a little confused, so she went to ask Hu Die.

Hu Die was counting the money in satisfaction, when he heard the words, he smiled and said: "Don't worry, those are the kind words of the nobleman, don't take them seriously."

Mochou pouted, "Daddy, that's Uncle Xinghe. Mochou thinks he's very good."

Girlish feelings are always poetry, but who is Fang Xing?

Hu Die was taken aback for a moment, and stopped counting the money. He was about to warn his daughter with a solemn face, but there were footsteps coming from the door, at least five or more people.

Xiaoniang walked in with more than a dozen women, as well as the Second General Hengha beside her.

"Shopkeeper, do you have food?"

Hu Die was dumbfounded, but Mochou responded happily: "Yes, what kind of food do you want?"

The little lady said: "Your family should prepare more. Many people in the yamen said that they would eat at your house in the future. It would be impossible to do less."

"ah?"

Hu Die's legs trembled and he almost fell behind the counter.

Mo Chou couldn't help but said happily: "Father, Xing and Bo keep their word!"

The young lady looked at the lively Mo Chou, and said softly, "You are Mo Chou? Uncle, of course, promises everything."

This little girl didn't know she had Fang Xing's eyesight, she sighed slightly, and asked someone to order.