Chapter 1721

"At first glance, you don't have to worry about food and clothing. Stand and talk without backache. Get out!"

"Yes, get out quickly! Don't think you can do whatever you want if you have money. If you don't go, kill you!"

"... why not eat minced meat! Shameless!"

In a burst of rude shouting and swearing, a more elegant came. Feng Ping looked at it, but he was a strong man.

A strong man selling pork.

"What are you looking at? I'll kill you again!"

Feng Ping nodded, then went to the alley, faltering.

"Bah!"

The man who had just spoken elegant words gave a Pooh to his back, and then gave a wink to the two idle men who were trimming pig intestines. The two men followed in.

The vendors on the side saw this scene and all turned their mouths. No one cared.

It's Chinese New Year. Everyone wants to make a profit

……

Feng Ping didn't know where he wanted to go. He didn't want to go home. He didn't want to be seen by his family when he was embarrassed and failed.

Walk forward, squeeze out of the crowd, and there will be no one in front.

It's empty, just like Feng Ping's heart now.

"Xiao Min's concern is to fill his stomach and earn more money, but I have become a meat eater... Officials, whose fault is this?"

In the cold weather, moss can still be seen in the gap between the walls on both sides.

"They must be talking about me..."

Feng Ping exhaled, slapped the wall hard, and then saw the two men behind him.

The short blade has been ground and is probably used to cut pork, so you can smell the fishy smell of blood and meat.

"Take out the money!"

A man put a knife on Feng Ping's neck, and another man reached out and touched him.

"I have no money..."

Feng Ping stared at the man with the knife and said that his body didn't respond to fear at all.

"What is this?"

The man who searched his body found a jade pendant, slapped Feng Ping with a happy face, and then said happily, "ask someone to grind it flat and sell it! It's a fat year."

Feng Ping looked at the jade pendant, his dull eyes moved a little, then opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

"Ha... Poof!"

The depression of several days seemed to be vomited out by this. Feng Ping couldn't help laughing.

The man with the knife reached out and touched his face. When he came close to his eyes, he immediately retched. Then his brain was hot and his right hand pulled it.

"Hiss!"

The short blade is very sharp and easily cuts the neck. Under high pressure, red splashes

Feng Ping touched his neck, looked at it and sighed, "blood..."

His body turned unsteadily, and his steps were still staggering forward

Blood continued to splash from his neck

The man who did it looked at the short blade in his hand, looked at the companion who turned and ran out, and murmured, "I didn't want to kill him..."

"Poop!"

Feng Ping in front fell down, with a bitter smile on his mouth and a faint breath.

"... being an official... Isn't that... Isn't that... Is that... Ah..."

The sound of hasty footsteps was getting closer and closer. Feng Ping tried to open his eyes and saw the man running past him. He couldn't help smiling, and then the breath gradually disappeared

This is Peiping!

Where can you run?

……

"Who's going?"

"I don't know. Your Majesty was just angry. We said at that time that we could mobilize the Xuanfu's troops to eliminate it, but your majesty didn't agree."

Zhang Fu was studying the Tao Te Ching recently. He closed the book and saw Fang Xing sitting cross legged on the futon. He said, "I can't go. Zhu Yong is too impulsive to be alone. I said this when I saw his majesty alone."

Fang Xing picked up a book from his childhood, flipped it around and asked, "brother, do you want to sit in the capital?"

Zhang Fu nodded. "Although there is Meng Ying in the governor's house, his majesty still has some concerns about Zhu Wei. If there is no suppression, he can't sleep stably at night."

"Xinghe city..." Fang woke up and shook his head and said with a smile, "my Xinghe uncle has a name. At last, he is no longer Xinghe castle."

"Do you want to go?"

Zhang Fu asked.

Fang woke up and shook his head and said, "I don't want to go unless your majesty is in good health."

Zhang Fu lowered his eyes and said, "with Jin Zhong in the army, who dares to be a rogue minister and thief?"

"But Jin Zhong's health is no longer good. If he hadn't helped his majesty through this time, he would have gone home... Waiting."

The word "wait for death" is too difficult for Fang Xing to say.

They said nothing to each other. They just felt that there was a black cloud over the capital. They didn't know when they would land.

"Your Majesty is very confident, but you know, people always have confidence in themselves..."

Fang woke up without using his hands. When his crossed legs moved, the man got up.

"I have to go to Jubao mountain guard and see those brothers."

"You go."

Zhang Fu looked at Fang waking up and went out alone. Don't let the cold wind roll in. He looked at the book in his hand and felt that time was flowing on the book

"Come and prepare the horse!"

……

In the camp, when Fang woke up, he was having lunch in the camp.

The residual cooking smoke rose faintly over the camp. It seems that it is likely to snow.

Fang Xing's arrival was an accident. Along the way, he found a place to eat with Lin Qun'an, Wang he and several thousand family officials.

"Uncle, brothers are a little lazy and can't hold it down!"

Lin Qun'an complained, "the lower officer also wants to press, but somehow, he can't cheer up. Practice looks good, but we all know that without energy, it's just empty shelf and worrying!"

Fang Xing put a piece of streaky pork in his mouth, chewed it a few times, swallowed it, and scolded, "madder! The cook didn't even clean his hair."

A group of people gathered around an iron stove and ate one dish - a pot of cabbage and fried meat.

"Uncle, I think this is the first emperor. Everyone feels that there is no rush in the future."

Fang Xing nodded to Zhang's demeanor with appreciation and said, "well, even I can't lift up my spirit when the emperor went, but..."

"Sir, but is the meat charming?"

Several thousand officials looked at Fang Xing with bright eyes. In the past, they would fight for the meat, but now even Wang He, the most cunning eater, stopped eating chopsticks.

Fang woke up and nodded, "the meat is charming and ambitious. They are expanding and strong, and the Hari people have become supplements. They are looking at the wild. The Taixi people in the West estimate that they are more willing to see the meat charming and Daming fighting, so that they can reap profits..."

"Uncle, the mission of meat fans should still be on the way. Why don't we intercept it and kill them all."

Sun Huanshan sniffed and said, "they are all enemies anyway. Kill them. I'm afraid it's been a long time since meat fans learned the news. Then we'll say we don't know it's over."

"Soldier ruffian!"

Fang Xing picked a piece of mostly thin, then mixed with cabbage and planed a mouthful of rice.

Sun Huanshan smiled and looked at Pan Zixiong and said, "let's pretend to be horse bandits and give them a night attack. Who will know? When asked, he said that HA lie's random soldiers are everywhere."

After dinner, Fang Xing called a lecture.

The school field was full of people, and the five large squares looked neat, and even the artillery could not find anything wrong with their posture.

"No murderous spirit! Are you useless?"

Fang Xing frowned at these men and said, "you used to fight in the north and south, invincible, but you are decadent now."

The school field was quiet. Fang Xing was disappointed. He hoped that someone would come out and refute it, so as to prove that his subordinates were still bloody.

"Take it off!"

These are veterans. It's hard to inspire their fighting spirit without fighting.

Fang Xing gave an order and took the lead in exculpating himself.

The soldiers below hesitated for a moment, and then took off their clothes silently.

Thousands of officials behind Fang Xing are also taking off. It was very cold. When Wang he saw that they had only one pair of shorts left, he shivered and said, "we don't have to take them off?"

But Fang woke up with a look in his eyes. Wang he mumbled and undressed. Later, as soon as he had a white and tender body, he appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Run!"

Fang Xing was the first to run, followed by five large arrays in silence.

Cold!

Fang Xing only felt that his skin was pierced by someone with a steel needle.

If you don't want to be cold, you can't stop.

The fog breathed by more than 5000 people was spectacular, and heavy footsteps beat the earth.

Running like this, I don't know how many laps I've run. Fang Xing is not cold, but hot.

The intensity of his practice at home was not as strong as those soldiers, so his breathing became faster and faster, and his footsteps became heavier and heavier.

Wang he followed him closely, and some of them couldn't.

He wants to give up, but he knows the rules of the army. Unless you lie down, quitting is cowardice.

A cowardly supervisor, of course, can't convince the public, so Wang he gritted his teeth and insisted.

When the lungs were burning and breathing was like a bellows, Wang he was desperate and he couldn't run