Recently, Niang swallowed book reviews, which can be seen in the background, but there are a few in the book review area that are not displayed from time to time.

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Fang Xing came home and simply told his wife and concubine about it. They both sighed.

When Zhang Shuhui's maternal love burst, she said, "husband, why don't you take him home and have a playmate when potatoes grow up."

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "Yue Baoguo is a poor child, but he is determined. He is a good seedling. I'm going to let the Academy focus on training."

Xiaobai exclaimed, "I joined the army when I was so young, young master. What a pity!"

Fang Xing said meaningfully: "I know that suffering is not a bad thing since I was a child. It's better than eating delicious clothes and food since I was a child. Why not eat minced meat."

Zhang Shuhui gently pushed Fang to wake up and said angrily, "my husband is talking nonsense again. How can potatoes be like this!"

Fang Xing smiled very gently, but his words were unquestionable and firm: "if potatoes grow up and become dandies, he won't want this title. It's either his son or your second son."

Zhang Shuhui was a little worried. Fang woke up and said, "when we all go, whoever takes the title will be in charge. If the head of the family is a black sheep and a troublemaker, it is not him alone, but the whole family."

When Fang woke up, Zhang Shuhui picked up the potatoes and sighed, "if you don't obey, your father will clean you up at that time. Wei Niang won't stop you."

Xiaobai held his cheeks in his hands and said melancholy, "madam, if my son is not obedient, won't he have to continue to have children? Until he is seventy."

"Bah!"

Zhang Shuhui said with a smile, "what do you know, girl? It's enough to have a few children. If you have been giving birth all the time, who will help you take care of your children?"

Xiaobai frowned and said, "that's right. The most children in our village are nine. I've seen that woman. She looks so old!"

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In the Academy, several students couldn't help laughing when they saw Yue Baoguo entering the freshman classroom in a military uniform.

Yue Baoguo's foundation is not good. He only knows more than 100 words, so the first class is to listen to the heavenly book and don't understand!

After class, Ma Su hurried to find Fang Jielun and prepared to make some clothes for Yue Baoguo.

The 40 newly recruited students have different ages and personalities.

Yue Baoguo was looking at the book with a headache. Suddenly, he was patted on the shoulder. He turned sideways with conditioned reflex, and then punched

"Ah..."

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"Fighting?"

Fang woke up and said, "Yue Baoguo is only seven years old. Who does he dare to hit?"

Xie Jin said depressed: "the child punched people all over his face, and then carried the stool. Looking at that, he probably had to be prepared to work hard."

These students made Xie Jin a little tangled and wanted to scold, but they looked thin and pitiful. Don't scold. The discipline is out of order.

"Forget it."

Xie Jin was stunned.

Fang Xing said about Yue Baoguo again.

"... I guess the boy was bullied in the military camp and was more sensitive."

Xie Jin said, "this military system can't be changed. In the long run, the Wei Institute will have no combat power. Just like you said, sending heads costs the country's money and food in vain, but fattens those officials."

"I'll go and have a look."

Fang woke up and went to the college next door and found Yue Baoguo who was in a daze on the playground.

"Big... Mountain long."

When Yue Baoguo saw Fang wake up, he bent his knees and knelt on the ground. He said anxiously, "Mr. Shan, the student is wrong. Please punish me."

"Get up!"

Fang Xing picked up Yue Baoguo and said, "I know you formed the habit in the camp, but this is an academy. Slowly forget those things."

Yue Baoguo only nodded. He thought he would be punished, but Fang Xing ignored it.

"Learned martial arts?"

Fang Xing was curious that a child over seven had such a strong combat effectiveness.

"Yes."

Yue Baoguo honestly said, "students have learned from their grandfather."

Still a martial arts family!

Fang Xing became more interested and asked, "are you willing to continue learning?"

Yue Baoguo nodded and Fang woke up and said, "if you like, you can follow Xin Laoqi in the future, but don't delay your homework."

Without knowing it, Xin Laoqi had more disciples, and Ma Su told the students about Yue Baoguo, so the storm subsided.

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When the storm in the Academy subsided, the royal guards hall was drunk.

Zhuang Jing, Pang Ying, Wang Qian

The more than a dozen criminal officials tied to the bench could not help but feel cold when they saw Ji Gang's smiling face.

Chen Wei picked up the big wooden bucket containing the fierce fire oil and kicked it over. Suddenly, the black liquid flowed all over the ground, with a pungent taste.

"Sir, do you want to light the fire now?"

Ji Gang shook his head, dipped his broom in some fierce fire oil, smeared some on Zhuang Jing and others, and then said with satisfaction, "prepare."

At this time, the criminal officials finally knew what Ji Gang was going to do. They all struggled desperately and shouted in their nose.

When Chen Wei saw Ji Gang walking to the hall, he kicked the charcoal basin to the ground, and then jumped into the back.

"Boom!"

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"Sir, the royal guards are on fire!"

Fang xingshua rushed out of Fang's villa with people.

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The prison of royal guards no longer exists. When Fang woke up, the fire was still burning. The surrounding water showed that someone had been putting out the fire just now.

But those flames floating on the water can't be extinguished.

"Stop!"

Fang woke up and shouted. The royal guards who were carrying buckets and basins were staring at him.

"Xinghebo, our Lord and Lord Zhuang, Lord Wang, and huge people... They have always been inside!"

At first glance, this hundred family was Ji Gang's confidant. The sadness and despair on his face made people sad.

Fang Xing said faintly, "can't you smell the smell? Fierce fire oil! Also, are you sure Ji Gang is inside?"

The hundred family officials said sadly and angrily, "today, Lord Ji brought you the results of the trial. Lord Ji wants to celebrate. The fierce fire oil is brought into the hot pot... The hot pot is the first fresh!"

This man probably knows he can't live?

Song Jianran said in a deep voice, "bullshit! Can a hot pot light such a big fire? Come on, take him!"

Several bodyguards came forward, and the surrounding royal guards trembled.

If Ji Gang and others are really burned inside, they are childless and can be bullied by anyone.

"Lord Ji works hard for his country. Why? Why? God is unfair..."

Hundreds of officials did not struggle, but just roared. Looking at the impassioned appearance, they were mostly brainwashed.

The scene quieted down, and Zhu Zhanji, who came, stood beside Fang Xing. Everyone was waiting.

"Has the city gate sent someone?"

Fang woke up for a long time and thought about it. He patted his head in frustration.

Song Jianran hummed, "when the next officer came, your majesty had sent people to check at the gates of each city."