Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

The next day, when the talents in the camp were about to get up, Fang Xing's office next to him had already begun training. ㈧１

Liu Pu went back last night to pretend to be a dead dog, but Liu Sheng drew his whip on the spot and was immediately suppressed.

"One, two, one..."

"Run! Run!"

Seeing the big stick in the hands of Old Xin Xin, Liu Pu couldn't help but compare with his father's whip. As a result, he trembled and quickly followed the steps ahead.

Fang Xing stared at the side, yelling from time to time.

"Everything special speeds up for me, is this speed ready to let the enemy go? Give me a little faster!"

More than a thousand people rushed around their camp, and the sergeants who had just gotten up nearby felt amused when they saw it.

"Are they stupid? There was no practice arranged on it, so I practiced it myself."

"People are practicing escape, but how can this person's feet run better than horses!"

"You see that the running is quite well-organized, but the queue is not messy!"

"It's useful for farts. On the battlefield, the enemy's horse squad rushes and can't keep any queues. It's better to practice more strength and grab the horse directly!"

"..."

Zheng Heng also received the report, and he coldly snorted: "Unconventional, but that's all! Don't bother about it."

And Liu Shengzheng concealed in a corner of the big camp, watching Liu Pu stick out his tongue like a dead dog and chasing the brigade, couldn't help but shook his head.

"Keep up!"

Xin Laoqi saw Liu Pu lagging behind, no matter whether he was a student of the young master or not, he drew a stick.

"Wow!"

The effect of this stick was good, and Liu Pu persisted to the end before squatting on the ground to pull the bellows.

The breakfast is steamed buns and pickles, which was delivered by Liu Sheng yesterday, otherwise he would have to go to the person who manages the baggage when he woke up last night.

"The soup is here!"

Buckets of dried seaweed broth were delivered, all of which were brought all the way from Jinling.

If the nutrition can't keep up with such a high-intensity drill, the soldier's body will gradually weaken.

When many people were drinking soup together, the heat rose, and Fang Xing was relieved to see it.

These young men will rush to the front line of the grassland, where the Wassa people are eagerly eager to provoke Daming's strength, and want to rush into the pass to rule the Han people again!

"I will punch all your shit!"

Fang Xing looked at the great mountains and rivers, and felt that there shouldn't be the sound of horseshoes of foreign races, and there should be no more wailing of the Han people being taken captive.

"Master!"

When he saw the direction of the gate, Fang Derong waved his hand in ecstasy.

"Why are you here?"

Fang Xing walked over and asked.

Fang Derong said with joy: "Master, the young one knew that you were here yesterday, but it was a little later then, so I came now."

Fang Xing looked at the dealers behind him. At this moment, they were all carrying the burden, looking at him with a silly smile on their faces.

"Good morning, master."

The neat voice made the sergeants in the camp look over here.

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Everyone has worked so hard, so let go and rest."

Fang Derong said: "Master, after knowing that you are here, everyone thought about giving something, and finally killed the two fat pigs on the farm."

Fang Xing was also moved by the large chunks of pork after those baskets were opened.

"It's not easy for everyone. Go back and make up something for them."

Almost these two big fat pigs can let Fangjiazhuang people celebrate the New Year ahead of schedule, so Fang Xing couldn't bear it.

"Master, the village has raised a lot of pigs this year."

An old man without a burden came over, Fang Xing hurriedly asked Fang Derong to support him, and then asked, "Is there enough food at home this year?"

The old man showed his gums with only a few teeth left and smiled: "Enough, this year there are fewer people in the village, and the big guys have grown more land, and there is enough food."

Fang Derong said: "We have that wintering pig food on our farm, and the pigs grow as long as they breathe. Master, don't worry."

The green fodder has taken root in Fangjiazhuang. Fang Xing was very happy about it. He was about to say a few words, but when he saw that Daying had already begun to drill, he said, "Everyone, go back. I have time. I will go back and have a look."

After everyone had left, Fang Xing called someone to carry the pork in, and then he saw Chen Jiahui.

"uncle……"

Today is not a holiday, but Chen Jiahui came here in casual clothes. He glanced at Fang Xing and hummed, "Why don't you say anything when I arrive? Your aunt misses you all the time."

Fang woke up and got rid of his indifference, and said with a grin: "But my aunt prepared something delicious for me? Then I really have to go there."

Chen Jiahui said angrily: "Your aunt is worried that you will go to the Beizheng, so she made you a suit, a few pairs of shoes and socks, and a peace symbol."

Speaking of Chen Jiahui, he handed a baggage. After Fang Xing took it, his eyes became hot, he lowered his head, and then raised his head and smiled: "My nephew may not be able to go recently, but here is a letter from Jianzhong and a little bit of my nephew. Filial piety."

"Old Qi, get that little box in my account."

Only Xin Laoqi could get in and out of Fang Xing's tent alone, so he ran over after hearing the sound, and soon came with the box.

Fang Xing took the box, "Uncle, there are Jianzhong's letters and gifts in it, and my nephew's gifts are among them. Aunt will definitely like it."

It contains a set of skincare products with a facelift and two pieces of cashmere thermal underwear.

Chen Jiahui saw that the sergeants inside began to walk towards the open space, and said: "This is a place where the army gathers. You must remember not to go ahead. If you have anything to do, ask people to call me at the yamen."

Fang Xing nodded, then watched Chen Jiahui go away before he went inside.

"Further application of multiplication and division..."

The family members are taking turns to teach the sergeants, covering everything from mathematics to simple mechanics.

"what!"

"Ha ha!"

The training began in the camp nearby, and Fang Xing also saw acquaintances.

Meng Jiao and Lin Qun'an also saw Fang Xing, Meng Jiao desperately winked at this side, while Lin Qun'an only slightly nodded, and then seriously monitored the exercises of his subordinates.

Fang Xing smiled slightly, waved to that side, and then turned around to continue watching the exercises under his command.

"Beep beep!"

In the whistle ~www.wuxiamtl.com~, the queues were rotated skillfully, row by row, looking like tidy waves of wheat.

The training content of the two barracks, one large and one small, is completely different.

"His Royal Highness has sent someone to labor..."

During the exercise, there was a sharp yell from outside, Fang Xing's body was shaken, and he slowly looked back.

Countless civilians and horse-drawn carriages and carts lined up outside the camp.

Then a few generals came out, Fang Xing saw that Zheng Heng deliberately got ahead of Liu Sheng and deliberately blocked his way.

A man in Tsing Yi didn't even look at Liu Sheng, but arched his hands at Zheng Heng: "His Lord Hou Wanan, after hearing that the army has been training hard, he only sighed that he couldn't come in person, so he ordered the villain to come and bring something to eat."

Zheng Heng took the lead and said, "His Royal Highness has worked hard for my Northern Expedition army day and night. It's really a blessing for me to wait!"

Fang Xing was surprised to find that there was no one outside of his small barracks. His heart was open and he saw Liu Sheng not advancing and retreating, his face was cold and speechless.