Chapter 991 Bone Shrinking Technique

Because Fang Xing killed two people in the last mission, and the rest were not pleased, so Tuo Huan worried that if he came again, he would face the pincer attack of Da Ming and Alutai, so he sent Wu Yun to come.

——This woman is a lubricant!

Yang Rong thought of Fang Xing's evaluation of Wu Yun, and nodded secretly.

In the current formal negotiation, there has never been an example of a woman in control!

"His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, the little prince's loyalty to Ming Dynasty is unquestionable, and he is willing to guard the border for Ming Dynasty from generation to generation and keep the Tatars in check."

Su De said something very seriously, the content was roughly to express his loyalty, and then he first checked whether Zhu Di was on the right track.

I said good things, you have to give something good, right?

Zhu Di nodded noncommittally: "Go and settle down first, and discuss this matter later."

Wu Yun left before she had the chance to show her face. She glanced at Zhu Di curiously, and then followed the eunuch out.

"A barbarian is a barbarian, and there is no etiquette!"

It's really embarrassing for a woman to stare at Zhu Di like this!

Yang Rong shook his head, and sprayed instead of Zhu Di.

...

With Fang Xing's move, the swing was quickly set up. The whole wooden frame was smashed into the soil, and the wooden boards were under the rope wrapped in floral cloth.

"Get some climbing vines and plant them below, and let them climb up the shelf in the future. It will definitely be beautiful."

Fang Xing sat on it and tried it, very satisfied with his handicraft.

"Wanwan, let's try."

Wanwan cheered and sat on it. Two court ladies came over and gently pushed the swing, and crisp laughter spread into the main hall.

Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji went back together, and when they left the Tai's womb, Fang Xing said, "Have you ever considered your clan's title?"

Zhu Zhanji shook his head, and Fang Xing said, "King Jin makes 10,000 shi a year, and King Zhou 15,000 shi a year. I don't need to talk about the rest. I just want you to find out how many county kings there are under the two mansions. How many Zhen Guo generals, Fu Guo generals, how many princesses and county heads, and how much food Ming spends on them every year."

"I used to fold colored banknotes, but now the banknotes are valuable. Slowly, the banknotes will be linked to silver. Zhan Ji, you go back and do the calculations. Let's deduce based on the current number of births. Let's see how fifty years later, one After a hundred years, how many members of the clan will receive their salaries, and how much will they need to spend on food every year."

Zhu Zhanji didn't need to go back, but just made a draft in his heart, and then changed his color slightly: "Brother Dehua, after a hundred years, there will be about 50,000 clan relatives!"

This is a conservative estimate, Fang Xing smiled, and did not argue about the number: "These 50,000 people are not productive, so calculate how much food you will eat every year."

Is this worth it?

Zhu Yuanzhang is very kind to his descendants. The prince’s annual salary is less than 10,000 shi, the county king 2,000 shi, the town general 1,000 shi... the county king and Yibin 200 shi...

"The king of Zhou has more than ten sons. That is to say, after a year, these county kings add up to at least 20,000 shi for Juelu, and the fields they invaded. There are more and more descendants of them. What is this? ?”

This is another behemoth, a behemoth that clings to Daming's body and sucks blood crazily!

Among these princes, the most powerful one in the future has more than a hundred sons, that is, more than a hundred county kings. Even if he cannot be named a county king, the general of Zhen Guo will not be able to escape.

And these are just basic expenses, as well as the construction of various palaces and mansions, the construction of mausoleums after death, the salaries of subordinate officials, weddings and funerals, and so on.

"Using the whole world to support a person with one surname is going to cause trouble!"

After Fang Xing finished speaking, he left first, leaving behind Zhu Zhanji who was dumbfounded and calculating.

"After a hundred years, the clan's salary and food will inevitably increase dozens of times, and the land will also be allocated. This..."

Zhu Zhanji was depressed. He felt that the empire he would take over in the future would be troublesome.

If you pretend you didn't see it, then it will be your own children and grandchildren who will suffer in the future.

Fang Xing once said that in the former Song Dynasty, Huizong's prodigal family began, and then Bianliang was swept away by foreigners. Those princes, grandsons, and concubines have all become other people's playthings. It's scary to think about it!

...

Fang Xing went all the way out of the imperial city, and saw Su De and Wu Yun arguing outside the gate.

"Interesting! This woman doesn't seem to have a simple identity!"

A woman dares to quarrel with Su De, it's not a noble lady to be damned!

The two quarreling people shut up when they saw Fang woke up, then snorted coldly, got on their horses and left.

Fang Xing smiled, and followed behind with Xin Laoqi and Xiaodao.

"Master, aren't they going to Honglu Temple?"

Seeing that the direction was wrong, Xin Laoqi asked.

Fang Xing shook his head: "Tuo Huan has recently annexed many tribes, and it's not short of money."

Everyone knows the reason why poor families get rich, Fang Xing reckoned that they were looking for a place to eat.

The two groups of people walked slowly end to end on the street, Fang Xing looked at the signs of newly opened shops around him from time to time, planning to take his family out to do some shopping next time.

...

Chen Xiaonu can shrink his bones, this is a secret he didn't even tell Fang Dahai.

After the night attack on Fangjiazhuang failed, he was arrested and sent to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. Torture is inevitable, and the scars all over his body are evidence.

And after getting the confession, the half-dead horse thieves were thrown into prison, ready to go to the execution ground after Zhu Di made a choice.

Thinking that the horse thief must have lost his combat effectiveness after being tortured, the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice would inevitably relax a bit, so Chen Xiaonu found an opportunity and escaped from the prison.

The price was that his left eye was blinded by a nail.

Wiping away the crystals from his left eye with his hand, Chen Xiaonu fiddled with the 'crossbow arrow' in his hand expressionlessly.

Thanks to his career as a carpenter before becoming a horse thief, and thanks to his experience in making bows and arrows after becoming a horse thief, Chen Xiaonu easily made a set of bows and crossbows. Although it is very rough, he can shoot wooden crossbows without any problem.

The bows and arrows used by Fang Dahai's subordinates were all made by Chen Xiaonu.

This is the second floor of a restaurant, this room is full of sundries, Chen Xiaonu stayed here last night.

Touching his shriveled stomach, Chen Xiaonu put the crystals stained on his fingers into his mouth, and looked out the window coldly.

"Brother, I'm hungry!"

A young man who was originally innocent, after the death of his eldest brother who protected him, experienced a series of methods of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and turned into a frightening murderer at an astonishing speed.

Because he was afraid of being discovered, Chen Xiaonu hadn't eaten since he escaped, but when he saw a group of people approaching, he immediately leaned forward to identify them carefully.

Most of the people who can ride horses in a group in Beiping City are noble people.

Chen Xiaonu picked up a crooked piece of paper written by herself, the content on it was very simple: Xing and Bo Fangxing are forcing me to kill people!

And typos also accounted for one-third of the confession.

"do not care……"

The Ministry of Punishment has always given no food to serious offenders, as long as they don't starve to death, Chen Xiaonu felt his eyes were a little blurry, he lowered his head, picked up a piece of paper, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed vigorously.

The men and horses were getting closer, Chen Xiaonu, who had eaten two sheets of paper, blinked, put the sharpened crossbow bolts into the slots, and started aiming...

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