Chapter 955 The Honest Fang Xing, The Fake Shanglin Court Supervisor

Fang Xing still had to accept Zhu Gaochi's warning, so he stayed at home obediently.

The outside world gradually heard that Xie Chen's hands and feet were interrupted by Fang Xing, and that the tragedy at the Yunlai Inn was also caused by Fang Xing.

"Fang Xing, did you kill someone?!"

Wan Wan clumsily hugged Ping An, came to Fang Xing and asked.

Under the two pairs of big eyes, Fang Xing couldn't use his magical skill of changing the subject, so he could only vaguely say: "Those are bad people, they want to kill me, so I have to fight back, accidentally..."

"The bad guys deserve to be killed!"

Wanwan waved her small fists filled with righteous indignation and said, of course she was helping her relatives, but she didn't hold Pingan with one hand, she slid, and Pingan slid on the ground.

"Ahhh..."

Sitting blankly at Wanwan's feet, the little kid suddenly grinned.

"Husband, children can't be beaten and killed."

Zhang Shuhui felt that it was dangerous for Fang Xing to instill such thoughts in children, and Wanwan was still the princess, the future princess.

If Wanwan felt that the son-in-law was not good after getting married, and chopped him up at night, just like the two guys at the Yunlai Inn, the royal family would probably cover their faces.

Fang Xing said: "People's hearts are not old these days. If you don't want to suffer, you have to start with a baby. As for Wanwan... In the future, some people will spoil her. If she is bullied, she doesn't need to do it herself."

After Zhu Gaochi and his son came to power, Wanwan's status became even more extraordinary.

The eldest princess, and the most beloved eldest princess!

Who would dare to bully her like this?

Wanwan listened with her head tilted, then got up and said, "Fang Xing, I'll take Tudou out to play."

"Go."

The little girl was shy, which made Fang Xing smile.

After Wanwan left, Zhang Shuhui said, "Husband, did you ask me to prepare money just for the big market outside the city that is going to start?"

"right!"

Fang Xing said with a smile: "After the market is completed, those wealthy merchants will definitely wait and see. This is the best time to make a move. The prices that come later will not be at that price!"

Xia Yuanji was not a good stubbler, and he would never show mercy when it was time to kill someone.

Zhang Shuhui asked: "After all, you have to buy goods and take care of the store, who will take care of it?"

"Let Fang Derong go."

Grange is no longer the mainstay of the Fang family. Judging by Fang Jielun's appearance, it is clear that he can live for another few decades, so Fang Derong's position is a bit embarrassing.

Zhang Shuhui felt good after thinking about it, "Then our family has to send people to the south to buy goods."

Fang Xing said with a smile: "Have you forgotten Xu Qing? With him here, the goods from the south will naturally come by water. Our family just takes care of the goods."

"That's easy, I'm going to discuss it with Uncle Jay right now."

Zhang Shuhui was in a hurry to do things, and Fang Xing disappeared before she could finish her words.

Fang Jielun was naturally willing. He felt that his son was being left unused. Hearing Zhang Shuhui's arrangement, he immediately brought Fang Derong to thank the Patriarch.

"Work hard, and those who make more money will naturally get dividends at the end of the year."

Fang Xing turned his gaze, looked at Fang Derong and said, "The Fang family can't leave Uncle Jay just yet, so you should run around outside more and learn more. Look at Uncle Jay's body, there is no hope for you to take over. Wait for Fang Yun."

Fang Yun is about the same age as Zhu Zhanyong, and is currently attending classes in the academy.

Fang Derong quickly said: "Master, don't worry, I will teach Fang Yun well, and when my uncle and the others grow up, let him follow the horse and pour tea."

Book boy! Growing up with Tudou and the others, they will naturally become the confidants of their confidants.

Fang Xing nodded noncommittally, as if he had decided on a future housekeeper.

Fang Jielun was helped away in tears, Fang Xing shook his head, and called Xin Lao Qi.

"Let's go out."

The horse thief remained silent, Fang Xing didn't bother to be on guard, so he simply forgot about it, whether love will come or not!

The snow in the field has not yet melted, and the horseshoe stepped on it, and a little green quietly emerged.

The big market outside the city has already planned the place, and more than a dozen people are writing and drawing with pens and paper.

At first glance, he was a small official from the Ministry of Industry.

Those who can do things these days are basically small officials, and those high-ranking officials just live in the temple, and they are called "reconciling yin and yang".

After seeing Fang Xing, a small official came over with a happy face and cupped his hands: "Xing Hebo, the lower official just wanted to ask for advice, how big is this market going to be?"

"Did Master Xia not tell you?"

"No, we adults don't know."

Fang Xing shook his head: "It doesn't matter what I say about this matter, it needs to be decided by His Majesty, but according to my opinion, it can be divided into several batches. After the business of the first batch of shops is good, we will carry out the second batch next to it." Don’t rush to build, it will make merchants think that there are many shops, and everyone will wait and see instead of renting.”

The little official's eyes lit up, he cupped his hands and said: "See you, Xing and Bo Gao, I'll go back and report to our lord."

Fang Xing smiled. He did not have friendship with Song Li, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, but instead felt some hostility.

"Hurry up, if you delay the work, Master Xia will tear down your Ministry of Industry!"

Fang Xing smiled, and then walked towards the city gate.

"My lord, it's Your Majesty."

A group of people rushed out of the city gate, led by Zhu Di's new guard commander Wang Fusheng.

Wherever Wang Fusheng appeared, Zhu Di must be there.

Fang Xing rode his horse to the side of the road, then dismounted.

The snow is not cold, and Zhu Di is wearing a brocade robe and a black cloak, riding over like a whirlwind.

"Follow me."

After leaving these words, Zhu Dice turned his horse's head, glanced at the little officials, sipped lightly, and left first.

Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, then got on his horse and chased after him.

Traveling northward all the way, Zhu Di only cared about his journey, Fang Xing leaned over to Wang Fusheng's side, and the cold wind poured into his stomach as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Where are you going, Your Majesty?"

Wang Fusheng pointed to the front, bowed his head and said, "Go and see the site of Shanglin Yuan prison."

Fuck!

Fang Xing secretly prayed for Chen Xiao in his heart, buddy, you must be here! Otherwise, it is not far from bad luck.

Running in the wind, Fang Xing saw a group of farmers plowing the fields when they reached the head of the field.

Someone leaked it!

Thinking of what Chen Xiao said, and looking at the scene of these farmers not plowing according to the season, Fang Xing's heart skipped a beat.

Following Zhu Di dismounted, everyone walked towards the farmers.

He said he was a farmer, but at any rate he was a farmer who specialized in growing vegetables for the palace. Looking at the clothes...

There is no patch?

Fang Xing glanced around, and sneered in his heart: Yuan Mi, you are fooling people!

Who will put on their clothes when they go to the ground?

The peasants in Fangjiazhuang live a good life, and there is no shortage of clothes, but even so, when they go to the field, they wear their worst and worst clothes.

Could it be that the life of the farmers in Shanglin Yuanjian is better than that of Fangjiazhuang?

Fang Xing didn't believe it.

Those farmers also noticed that someone was coming, and after a while, a fat man came out.

"Brother Dehua...uh...meet His Majesty."