Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Hu Die felt that he was a blessing in disguise, so there was a bit of joy in his words.

Although Fang Xing gave Mo Chou a post, no one knows what the powerful temper is like, so Hu Die is ready to use it again at the critical moment of life and death.

Unexpectedly, Mo Chou's righteous remarks brought the two families closer.

This is fate!

After leaving the imperial city, Hu Die was about to take Mo Chou back. Fang Xing asked, "You just arrived in Jinling, but did you find something to do?"

Hu Dieqiang smiled and said, "The little one is looking for a store, thinking about doing his job."

Fang Xing nodded and said, "The shops in Jinling are expensive, and your family may not be able to afford it. The shops in the small alleys have a small flow of people. Well, since Mo Chou speaks upright, then Fang is not the one who waits to cross the river and demolish the bridge. You should go find a cheap shop, I will give you some seasonings, go back and try it yourself."

What seasoning?

Hu Die is a member of the catering industry, so he is very familiar with the industry's seasonings.

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Just look for it. If you find it, look for me at Fangjiazhuang, and promise to make your business prosperous."

Fang Xing got on his horse and left, Mo Chou looked at his back in a daze.

"Mo Chou?"

Hu Die was immersed in the joy of being covered by Fang Xing, and then he remembered that it was King Zhao that Mo Chou had offended. If Fang Xing lost to King Zhao one day, would he be unlucky.

Thinking of this, and seeing Mo Chou staring at Fang Xing who was going away, Hu Die's heart was full of sorrow for a while.

I knew I shouldn't leave Jiaozhi!

...

When Fang woke up home, Xie Jin was already waiting.

"Wang Zhao, what does this mean?"

Xie Jin was a little puzzled: "Actually, now that the prince's position is stable, Wang Zhao should hide his power and bide his time. How did you suddenly meet you?"

Huang Zhong caressed his beard: "Let’s see if King Zhao is a little... can't wait? Or he wants to take advantage of the opportunity of his uncle being hostile by Confucianism, and give himself... Tsk! Still want to please the literati!"

Xie Jin patted the table and said helplessly: "Dehua, did you and Zhao Wang have a dispute before?"

Fang Xing wanted to say no, but finally nodded: "I have a good relationship with the Prince's family, and I still have Jubaoshanwei in my hands. With the influence of the new learning, Zhao Wang will definitely see me as a thorn in the eye."

Xie Jin said melancholy: "I wanted to persuade you to stay away from Jinling and stay away from these disturbances, but now it seems that the tree wants to be quiet and the wind keeps on, you can't escape!"

Fang Xing smiled: "Why should I run away? Daming is not owned by someone, let alone a certain force. What happened to Confucianism? It wasn't like that before the Han Dynasty! It was just a ride, and then became an ancestor. We are not afraid of the sun and white snow that has been wide before!"

Huang Zhong smiled and said: "Uncle can be said to be the enemy of the world at the moment, but the more so, the more uncle's life seems to be more free, this is also a great spectacle of the country."

Fang Xing laughed and said, "I am a thick-skinned and heartless person. I don't want tomorrow's affairs if I have enough food today. Perhaps this is the reason why your Majesty can tolerate me."

Xie Jin's eyes showed the color of memory, "Your Majesty has his own law in his heart. The clamor of those literati is just barking in his eyes, but it is forced to be controlled by Confucianism, so your appearance is at the right time."

"You know how important you are."

After Xie Jin had settled down in the imprisonment and Fang Jiazhuang, the whole person seemed much calmer.

"How many smart people didn't end up well in the end, the old man is an example, the reason is very simple, I don't know how to measure!"

...

After Zhao Wang and Fang Xing left, Huang Yan took advantage of Zhu Di's tea and rest, and asked, "Your Majesty, this kind of treatment...will outsiders think that the royal family is not decent enough?"

"Bah!"

Without any signs, Zhu Di suddenly threw down the imperial pen in his hand. The jade pen holder was smashed to pieces, and Huang Yan hurriedly knelt to apologize.

"Your Majesty, the old slave is guilty!"

Zhu Di didn't look at him, just squinted to look outside the gate, then turned and left.

The chief **** hurriedly followed, and when Huang Yan passed by, he shouted in a low voice: "Little man!"

"Little Nima!"

Huang Yan gave the big **** a bitter look, and Shi Shiran got up and patted her knees.

When Zhu Di went all the way back, the imperial concubine Wang Guixi heard that he was angry, so she hurried over to dispatch her.

"Adverse!"

Zhu Di was turning around in the warm pavilion, and several court ladies and eunuchs shrank their necks and hid on the side.

"What are you doing standing there? Don't hurry up and get your Majesty a cup of chrysanthemum tea from the princess!"

Zhu Di wanted to get angry, but after hearing her voice, he stopped and fixedly looked at the painting on the wall.

The concubine Wang Gui said softly: "Your Majesty, those people who are so angry are cheaper. The weather is good today. Let your concubines go to the garden with your concubine for a walk."

Zhu Di shook his head, the anger in his eyes gradually faded, "At this time, I knew that I was a lonely person, so sad!"

Concubine Wang didn't know the cause of the matter, so she looked at the eunuch.

The **** pointed to the direction of the East Palace, and then to the outside of the palace. Wang Guifei immediately understood and said: "Your Majesty, the New Year is approaching, why bother to lose your interest?"

Zhu Di waved his hand. Except for the eunuch, the other servants had gone out, and he sat down and said, "Zhanji is getting steady and calm, and Fang Xing's new learning is constraining civil officials. This is the best time for Daming. Ah! It's just..."

"Grandpa Emperor, Grandpa Emperor..."

Hearing this voice, the corner of Wang Guifei's mouth smiled and said: "Your Majesty, the princess is here."

Zhu Di turned around uncomfortably and saw Wanwan rushing in.

"Grandpa Huang, this is the juice that Wanwan just made. Try it."

Wanwan's little face flushed, and she passed a stainless steel thermos cup in her hand.

Zhu Di snorted, and after hesitating many times, he took the cup, but he didn't know how to open it.

Wanwan seemed very happy today, she said cheerfully: "Grandpa Huang, you are so stupid, look at me!"

Concubine Wang looked at Zhu Di worriedly, but unexpectedly did not see the angry expression, her eyes were a little softer instead.

Wanwan unscrewed the lid and presented it to Zhu Di like a treasure, "Grandpa Huang, don't dislike it for being messy, it's because of the kiwi in it."

Zhu Di awkwardly took a sip of the thick juice, which tasted sweet and sour, which was acceptable.

Seeing Zhu Di's eyebrows stretched, Wanwan said triumphantly: "Grandpa Emperor, there's more."

Seeing that the little girl reluctantly pulled out a dark thing from her purse~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The concubine Wang couldn't help but smile and asked, "The princess, what is this?"

"Huamei!"

Wanwan frowned, and said like an adult: "When those storytellers are talking about dry mouth, just take one, and you will be able to talk in no time!"

"Grandpa Huang, you have to talk a lot a day, right? Take one. If it's good, Wanwan will ask Fang Xing to go."

Zhu Di put Huamei in his mouth, and felt that his tongue was producing fluid. He couldn't help but nodded and said: "It's a good thing, come here."

"His Majesty!"

Zhu Di ordered: "Go to Xinghe Bo's house and say that the princess wants to eat Huamei, let him get some."

Wanwan was happy when she heard it, "Fang Xing said that Wanwan is a child and doesn't eat much, so he didn't give much. It's fine now."

Concubine Wang looked at Zhu Di with a smile, knowing in her heart that it was finally raining and clearing.