Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Chapter Nine Hundred and Fortieth Eight Heartthrob Potatoes

"Father, go play!"

Seeing Fang Xing getting on the horse, Tudou stretched out his hands, eyes full of excitement.

Fang Xing leaned over and stretched out his hand, and the big white horse also bent its knees spiritually, so that Fang Xing could carry Potato on the horse's back.

"Ride! Ride!"

Zhang Shuhui, the two ponies that Liu Pu gave away, was not allowed to move, saying that he would learn to wait for Tudou to grow taller, so Tudou would yell whenever he saw someone riding a horse outside.

"Okay, we two are riding horses today, hahahaha!"

Fang Xing put the potato in front of him, lightly squeezed the horse's belly, and walked out the door.

"Little Uncle has won the flag!"

Fang Jielun stood by the door with a serious face and shouted, as if Tudou was a general leading thousands of horses and was about to go to war.

The big white horse snorted and rushed to the outside of the village first.

"Follow!"

Xin Laoqi led the team himself, and the six servants all carried long knives, and the outlines of some crossbow arrows could be seen in the bags tied to the horse's back.

"Uncle!"

The children in the village cheered when they saw Tudou sitting on the horse.

The old people in the village always said that the master will depend on the young master in the future, and everyone is worried about the future of the young master.

If Tudou becomes a dandy in the future, these farmers will probably be heartbroken and scattered.

So recently, the children in the village are under the guidance of adults. Whenever Tudou comes out to 'inspect', they always play that kind of war game, and the purpose is just to let Tudou become a martial artist from a young age.

The head of the family is capable of both civil and military skills, but there should not be too many examples of me being a hero and a jerk.

Tudou sat upright triumphantly, and when Fang Xing picked up his speed, the oncoming cold wind made him shiver.

"Boy, is it cold?"

Fang Xing took out a scarf to wrap around him, the horse team had already left Fangjiazhuang.

Walking slowly towards the city, Xiaodao and Fang Wu took out their binoculars to look around from time to time, but it was clear that they didn't notice it.

"My lord, no one is watching."

Seventh Xin said in a low voice.

Fang Xing held the rein with one hand, supported Tudou with the other, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, those horse thieves are at great risk in Beiping, unless someone provides a place, they can only fight quickly."

Wandering all the way into the city, after seeing the soon-to-be-constructed First Fresh and the Four Seas Market, Fang Xing went to Taisun Mansion.

When the concierge saw the potato, his eyes disappeared from the smile, "Uncle, little uncle, please come in quickly, we will have dinner soon."

Fang Xing nodded, and Lao Qi Xin threw a silver coin over.

It was the first time for Tudou to come to Taisun's mansion, and the news spread to the backyard before anyone even got inside.

Hu Shanxiang was doing needlework, and when he heard the news, he said happily, "Go and bring the potatoes."

The nanny at the side persuaded: "Concubine Taisun, that child is still young, Xing Hebo must be worried."

Hu Shanxiang smiled and said: "No, if anyone in this mansion dares to touch Tudou, His Highness will not spare her!"

Mommy remembered the rumor, and said: "Someone outside said that the young uncle of the Fang family was born with potatoes, and that he was born with a lucky star. Xinghe Bo had no offspring for many years. When this young uncle came out, that Xinfeng Uncle has also come, which shows that this blessing is extremely good."

Hu Shanxiang touched his stomach, and said longingly: "If I have a child like a potato, it doesn't matter whether he can take on the big responsibility or not."

The nanny looked at Hu Shanxiang, and sighed slightly: "This woman, there are not so many rules when marrying ordinary people, but she makes a living every day, and soon becomes disheveled, and the husband doesn't like it."

"You don't have to worry about marrying into a wealthy family, but there are many things in the backyard, and it's hard for a woman who is not good at making money!"

Hu Shanxiang smiled slightly, got up and said, "No matter what, let's go and see the potatoes."

The Sun family also got the news, she sat on the chair and smiled slightly: "The rumors are too unbelievable, but Xing Hebo is highly valued by His Highness, go and bring some gifts to send."

Zhu Zhanji was also very happy to see Tuduo, put down the book in his hand, stretched out his hand and said, "Tu Tuo, come here."

Fang Xing put the potatoes on the ground and didn't care about them, letting him choose.

Potato frowned,

He tilted his head and said, "No!"

Yu Jia sighed secretly at the side, thinking that this is a rare fate, if Tudou wins favor while the grandson has no heirs, there will be a lot of benefits in the future!

But Fang Xing didn't have this self-awareness. He hugged Tudou on his lap and said, "When you have a son, I guess you won't be in the mood to deal with it."

Zhu Zhanji gave birth to a child relatively late, and then went there by himself within a few years.

Tudou leaned back against Fang Xing's arms, leaving a back view for Zhu Zhanji.

"Your Highness, Concubine Grandson wants to invite my uncle to play in the backyard."

"you go……"

"etc."

Fang Xing interrupted Zhu Zhanji's refusal, and lowered his head to ask Tudou: "Tudou, that aunt in the backyard gave you delicious candies before, do you want to play inside?"

"Your Highness, Concubine Sun sent a gift to my uncle."

"Your Highness,..."

One by one, Fang Xing smiled wryly at Zhu Zhanji, "You've become a big piece of fat now. Everyone wants to take a bite, even me."

Zhu Zhanji laughed and said: "Brother Dehua is teasing my younger brother again, it's because the potatoes are all over the place."

Fang Xing thought about it, so he smiled and let go of Tudou's hand, "Tudou, follow along, if you want to come back, just say so."

Tudou hesitated, but after seeing Fang Xing's encouraging eyes, he walked over slowly. The nun sent by Hu Shanxiang almost turned her face into a chrysanthemum, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, little uncle, Concubine Grandson is ready to eat."

Tudou also had a big heart, and followed him, leaving the follow-up gift givers aside.

Zhu Zhanji said lightly: "It's not easy for them, and Tudou is not short of these things. Take them all back."

The maids and mothers all looked at Fang Xing in embarrassment, Fang Xing cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Fang, it's just that the child is too young to accept such kindness, please forgive me."

Fang Xing's expression was indifferent, because he pointed out Hu Shanxiang, so he had a responsibility in it. As for Zhu Zhanji's other women, he ignored them at all.

After everyone left, Fang Xing said, "Someone asked the horse thief to attack me."

"who?"

Zhu Zhanji's face was instantly filled with murderous intent.

Fang Xing smiled: "Both King Zhao and King Jin are suspects, but I am more inclined to King Jin."

"A horse thief from Shan/East? Zhu Jixuan is so brave!"

At the beginning, Fang Xing still remembered the line of the poem: The ashes are not cold and Shandong is in chaos, but it was only later that I realized that the poem was not talking about the current Shan/Dong.

But the folk customs in Shan/Dong are indeed tough, Fang Xing felt that if more sergeants were recruited there, both cavalry and musketeers would be a good source of troops.

But now that those horse thieves dare to covet the Fang family, of course Fang Xing will not be soft-hearted.

"It's hard to say without evidence. Be careful when you go out these days. Jia Quan and the others should come back first. They can help anyway."

Zhu Zhanji said: "Or let them stay in Fangjiazhuang temporarily, and wait until those horse thieves are caught."

"Forget it. I have crossbow arrows at home. Even if horse thieves come to attack, the number of people will not exceed fifty. It is not a big problem for me."

Zhu Zhanji frowned and said in thought: "I'll go to Grandpa Huang and talk about it, or I can go back with some muskets."

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