Chapter 988 Excellence and Wisdom, Indifference

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When the lobby of the Yuanqing Inn was full of vinegar jars, the Wala Mission arrived.

"Uncle, do you want to go to meet him?"

Huang Zhong felt that it was best to put on a stance. After all, Wala and Alutai were still facing each other, and Daming's attitude would play a big role.

Fang Xing shook his head, sat at the place facing the gate in the lobby, and said, "Remember, the Wala people are wolves, and the Alutai are wild dogs. Wild dogs will run away when hit with a stick, but wolves will eat their own way. Keep an eye on Daming's piece of fat, and if you find an opportunity, you will pounce on him!"

"Bolu, don't confuse these two forces. What Daming needs to focus on is Wala, or Huanhuan!"

Huang Zhong nodded, and went outside the door to explain.

"You don't have to greet me, just be indifferent."

Outside the door was Fang Wu, the Oala envoy who he personally went to urge, so he took on the important task of welcoming guests when he came back.

"That Su De is a tough one. It is estimated that there will be a stalemate. Mr. Huang should pay attention. As for the dark cloud, the specific identity is unknown, but it is of course a position in the mission and cannot be ignored."

Huang Zhong nodded, then went back and relayed Fang Wu's words.

Fang Xing sat on the chair and said with a smile: "One is excellence and the other is wisdom. This combination is good, but I can't wait to confront them."

Huang Zhong said: "Last year, I saw that Arutai was about to start a war with Wala, but then it died down for unknown reasons. Uncle, be careful what's inside."

Fang Xing stretched out his hand like a young master, and the knife handed him the teacup.

Taking a sip of hot tea and smelling the smell of vinegar in the air, Fang Xing said, "Da Ming took North Korea and Yingzhou, also controlled Nuer Gandusi, cut off Alutai's hidden ally, he must be cowardly." gone."

Why is Alutai timid?

The last time the Northern Expedition defeated the enemy, Arutai was already terrified.

Mahamu, who was more ferocious than him, was defeated by Zhu Di himself in the first battle.

Damn it!

You are the emperor!

Throughout the history of your Han people, how many emperors rushed to the battle in person?

Are you not afraid of death?

And Fang Xing's all-firearms army directly defeated Mahamu's most elite subordinates, ensuring the safety of Zhu Di's flank.

Afterwards, Fang Xing defeated Alutai's army monitoring Daming in the First Battle of Xinghe, and also attacked more with less!

After the two wars, Alutai was already frightened!

So……

Huang Zhong frowned slightly, and was about to express his worries, but Fang Xing waved his hands without looking back: "Bolu doesn't need to say more, I have already thought about it, no matter how the grassland changes, it will be good for Daming after all."

Ma San'er was huddled behind the counter, and when he heard this, he felt a little excited. But thinking of the troubles that Prince Jin's Mansion would bring after Fang Xing left, he immediately became depressed.

Fang Xing seemed to be fascinated today, and he said leisurely: "Master Ma, I will teach you to be good, and I will leave you a letter. After you leave, if the Prince Jin's mansion bothers you, you can give the letter to Liang." Come out, to your advantage."

Ma San'er trembled all over, and immediately shouted: "Go and get the pen and ink! That's all, I'll go by myself!"

The clerk moved the table in front of Fang Xing with great insight. Ma San'er didn't find a good pen and ink, so he rushed out and bought the most expensive set of pens and inks more than twenty steps away.

"Uncle, I will grind ink for you."

Ma San'er's hospitality was blocked by Xiao Dao, and it was not his turn to do this job.

Fang Xing sat intently, his gaze fixed outside the door.

Outside the door, a girl dressed in prairie reached out to stop a group of men behind her, and then watched Fang Xing pick up the brush with interest.

Ma San'er wanted to go over to have a look at the brush, but Fang Wu snorted, and he took a step back with a smile.

Huang Zhong leaned over and said: "There are turmoil under the Black Camel Mountain, Jincheng is full of human beings."

Ma San'er was so happy when he heard it, he hurried over and stretched out his hands and said: "Thank you uncle for rewarding calligraphy,

The small ones will definitely be papered up and preserved for children and grandchildren. "

Fang Xing smiled slightly: "You have good taste, you have your own advantages."

Ma San'er was startled, took the word and turned to go out. He couldn't wait, so he wanted to go to the bookstore and ask what it meant.

But when he walked outside the door, he saw that woman with a foreign style and a group of men dressed in different races behind her, and Ma San'er asked habitually, "Does the guest want to stay in the hotel?"

"Wu Yun has seen Daming Xing and Uncle."

The woman ignored Ma San'er at all, but stepped forward to salute.

This woman is quite tall, which is rare among the Oirats. Moreover, her face is more pale and tender, and she looks like a woman who has never suffered.

The burly man behind her stepped forward and bowed his hands, his serious face was full of vigilance: "Su De, I have seen Daming Xing and Uncle."

Fang Xing squinted at the two of them, just when Huang Zhong thought he would get up, Fang Xing just nodded and said: "Ben Bo came here on the emperor's order, what are you waiting for?"

Su De was stunned, frowned and said: "Uncle Xinghe, we are waiting for the Naiwala mission, what is the etiquette of Daming?"

Fang Xing sat upright, squinting his eyes and said, "Da Ming's etiquette disappeared from you the moment Yan Niang died."

"Who is Yan Niang?"

Su De asked blankly, then looked at the dark cloud.

The dark cloud opened its mouth, and a taste of sunshine radiated from the glazed light.

"Uncle Xing, are you talking about the woman who committed suicide? For this reason, you killed all the members of our mission, so Yanniang must be satisfied."

A sunny woman, a tall woman, with a look of incomprehension on her face, as if Fang Xing is an old-fashioned rotten scholar!

"Mother Yan..."

Fang Xing closed his eyes, and thought of the woman who waited for her husband and son to go away, then resolutely turned back and ran into the big tree.

Wu Yun looked at Fang Xing curiously, she had heard many names of the Great Ming's 'Devil God' in Wala.

Kill God?

Or a pedantic scholar? !

When he opened his eyes again, Fang Xing's eyes were cold, and he looked at Wu Yun as if he was looking at a piece of pork.

"In Benbo's eyes, you are not even as good as Yan Niang's hair, do you understand?"

"Bold!"

Su De was furious, and drew out his knife to point at Fang Xing.

Xin Laoqi took a step forward and said coldly: "If you can get three steps closer to my master today, I will kill myself immediately! If you can't, you are ready to bury your bones in Taiyuan!"

"ah……"

The Wala people pay the most attention to martial arts, and Xin Laoqi's words forced Su De into a corner, unable to turn around. With a roar, he was about to rush forward.

"stop!"

Fang Xing was not flustered at all. He looked at the dark clouds with his hands on his chin and actually stopped Su De, then waved his hands and said, "Old Qi, Daming is a country of etiquette, you must know how to respect guests, you wait until he is about four steps away." It's the same when you shoot again!"

The smile on Wu Yun's face collapsed in an instant, and he looked at Fang Xing in disbelief.

"Da Ming, isn't it... the state of etiquette?"

This doesn't look like an official from Ming Dynasty!

His skin was as thick as ten layers of cowhide, no one on the prairie could compare to his cold-bloodedness!

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