Chapter 59

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Although the result of the fire gun was denied, it has the merit of pepper. It is said that Zhu Di is already considering letting the prince return to the palace.

"Brother Dehua, I want to..."

Zhu Zhanji finally didn't say what he wanted to do. Fang Xing didn't care. He just asked Ma Su to go to Beiping city with Zhu Zhanji to participate in the audit.

"I want to check the accounts of the workshop this time!"

Zhu Zhanji said fiercely when he left.

After the fire gun was rejected, Shang Dequan and Li Qi began to raise their tails. There was also news from the outside that Huang TAISUN had mixed up with Fang Xing all day. There was no quick and studious attitude at all.

"The emperor's heir is worrying!"

In the tuguan yamen, Chang Yaozheng and monk Dequan chatted. When talking about the recent events in the capital, both of them couldn't help laughing.

Shang Dequan put on airs and said modestly, "it's said that your majesty has some views on the prince recently, and the emperor's grandson doesn't work hard. I'm worried about the future of Daming!"

Chang Yao said with a smile, "my Daming is at the height of the sun under your Majesty's governance, but if... The emperor's heirs don't... Work hard, your majesty will be embarrassed!"

Zhu Di is a hero. This is the consensus of the Ming Dynasty. But if the successor of the hero is a little out of tune, then

Shang Dequan looked at the gate, then leaned over and whispered, "Lord Chang, take advantage of his illness and kill him. You can't tolerate it!"

Chang Yao's cheeks trembled and his heart rolled. He knew that Shang Dequan was driving him to be a bird. It's OK to say if you succeed, but if you fail, Shang Dequan will never lend a helping hand.

"Lord Shang..."

Shang Dequan flashed a fierce look in his eyes, squeezed out a voice from his teeth and said, "Lord Chang, the king of Han is looking at us!"

"But!"

Chang Yao didn't want to take risks, so Shang Dequan told the latest news.

"The imperial edict is coming. As for the content, think about it yourself!"

Chang Yao's eyelids beat, knowing that this is

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The winter weather shrouded the whole North, and there was a vast expanse of snow inside and outside Beiping city. Under the reflection of the snow, a group of people came out of the city gate.

In Fang's village, it snowed heavily today, so Fang woke up and stopped digging the pond and drove all the people home.

And Fang Xing himself was also sitting on the Kang with his wife and concubine, counting the new year goods to be prepared.

The new year is coming. Even those businessmen are unwilling to come to fangjiazhuang, so they have to go to the city to buy.

"I want sugar and mutton dumplings."

Xiaobai counted with her slender fingers.

Fang Xing gently said to Zhang Shuhui, "Shuhui, what about you?"

Zhang Shuhui was recording. When she heard the speech, she looked up and said, "this new year is nothing more than chicken, duck and fish. My husband has seafood here. Let's mainly prepare some vegetables."

"There's kimchi! There's cabbage in the cellar, and..."

Xiaobai is excited at the food.

The baby was probably afraid of starvation when he was a child.

Fang Xing touched her head and said faintly, "don't worry about vegetables. I've asked someone to buy them."

There are five days left for the Chinese new year, and fangjiazhuang is busy immediately.

Fang woke up and invited Fang Jielun to send something.

Fang Jielun said reluctantly, "young master, it's good enough that we have such a good life in this village!"

Fang woke up and shook his head. "I'm the master. When things are good at home, try to make everyone live a good life. This is my duty."

In fact, he is worried that time will restore its function in the warehouse. At that time, those huge amounts of food will become garbage and stink.

If you waste it, you might as well take it out to buy people's hearts!

This is not the thinking mode of landlord Lao Cai!

Fang Jielun reluctantly took over the list and frowned at the things on it.

"One kilo of flour per person, including the baby."

"One kilo of pork per person, including the baby."

"One apple per person, including the baby."

After reading the list, Fang Jielun said with some pain: "young master, this is the meat of a big fat pig and more than 300 kilograms of flour! And where do you get apples this season?"

Fang woke up and remembered the situation. He quickly removed the apples from the list. After thinking about it, he added five milk sweets per person.

"Well, send someone to get something."

When Fang Jielun went to summon the servants, Fang woke up and quickly collected all the apples in the warehouse. Then he got into the warehouse and began to peel the wrapping paper of milk candy.

"I have a hard life! It's so hard to be a good man."

But Fang Xing is glad that he didn't send out the apple. There are so many apples in this season, which is against the sky. And against the sky often represents the beginning.

"The early bird was shot!"

In the snowy fangjiazhuang, with the notice of the servants in place, everyone came out.

"I heard that the young master will send something again?"

Asked an old man who was struggling to kowtow to Fang.

"Yes, it's not a good thing that the young master asked us to go."

When his son held the old man, his face burst into laughter.

The old man hummed, "don't take everything for granted. Without the young master, our family is still worried about the food for spring!"

"Yes, Dad, but aren't we all Fang's family? So are your grandson. The young master still teaches children to read!"

"Where can I find such a good master? Cheer up in the future. Don't be lazy!"

Outside the main house, more than 200 people stood there in a panic.

Fang Xing stood on the steps, wearing a black fur coat and a hat covering his ears. He could play a mountain carving without makeup.

And Fang Jielun stood under the steps and shouted to everyone: "old and young men, isn't it going to celebrate the new year soon? It's not easy for the young master to think about everyone. Besides, this is also the first year of the young lady's family, so he wants to make everyone happy."

The next half boy couldn't help yelling when he heard this: "Grandpa Fang, do you send sugar?"

"Ha ha ha!"

A sentence broke through some serious atmosphere and made Fang Jielun look for the bear child all over the world. He continued with half pay: "if you take the young master's things, you should contribute to the Fang family, and your children and grandchildren should remember the young master's grace. If anyone knows good or bad and wants to be a white eyed wolf, I will be the first to clean him up!"

"Good!"

Everyone put their hands in their sleeves and shouted loudly.

"How can we not remember such a master!"

"Yes, when my son grows up, he will send it to the young master as an ox and horse!"

“……”

There was a commotion. When Fang woke up and pressed his hands, they were quiet.

Well, this principle is not out of date in any era, so of course, Fang Xing has to announce such things to attract people's hearts.

Fang woke up, cleared his throat and said in a loud voice, "all people in fangjiazhuang, from those who just got out of their mother's stomach to those who can't get up in bed, count one, one kilogram of flour and one kilogram of pork per person..."

Boom!

Fang Xing's "big hand" excited the farmers. This one said it was short of dumpling filling, and that one said it was just the first day of the new year, and it was not lively for a while.