"Why didn't Yuanshan wait for Fang?"
Cao Jin only felt that she had become a rotten wood and had no vitality.
Cao An felt that his road ahead was boundless, and he could not see the end or the light.
Father and son's bodies trembled together. Cao Jin blinked, and old tears fell quickly.
Cao An couldn't believe he stood still. He saw more embarrassment and accidents in the eyes of those people.
Yes, it was an accident.
He turned sideways and saw the muddy tears in his father's eyes and moved.
Then they turned slowly.
When winter comes, the climate in Jinling is wet and cold.
Fang Xing just smiled, but it was like the spring breeze blowing his face.
Cao An was at a loss, but Cao Jin was just in a daze.
Fang Xing came over, held Cao Jin from the other side and said with a smile, "there is no shortage of horses in Daming today. Do you want to change the Duke of Yuanshan? There are many here."
Cao Jin just patted Fang awake on the back of his hand, while Cao An was almost suffocated by great joy.
Fang Xing sent Cao Jin to the carriage and stood on the side with a smile.
Cao Jin arched her hands and seemed to have some moisture in her eyes.
"Thank Xing and Bo for seeing you off. Go home!"
The coachman is a part-time housekeeper. He patted the cow's ass gently and pulled the cow's cart slowly with a human old cow moo.
Cao An was disappointed and looked back frequently.
"What are you looking at?"
Cao Jin was actually smiling. Cao An looked back and was surprised. In addition to being happy, he asked, "father, will uncle Xinghe refuse to do it?"
Cao Jin looked at him and said with some disappointment, "you still have a lot of experience, suffer less losses, and have no worldly sophistication. Hey! It's just that my father has been protecting you. In the future, you should support the lintel more, and my father will rest at home."
Cao An felt suffocated, but he didn't dare to ask again.
After the ox cart had gone for a while, the steward who drove the cart sighed, "young master, this is for your good!"
Cao An was just silent. The housekeeper said, "that Xinghe Bo is the reincarnation of a murderous God. It's respect for the elderly if he can give the master face. Xinghe Bo paid back the favor, that is to say, he didn't want to communicate with our family, and the master is reluctant to come today..."
Cao An finally couldn't help complaining, "but he didn't reach out to help."
"Young master!"
The housekeeper couldn't help scolding Cao An, but Cao Jin took the first step.
"You... Xing Hebo was just sent to the door before. Later, he came out and helped his father into the ox cart. What does that mean?"
Cao An is not a fool, he is just out of balance.
He thought, "father, is xinghebo for outsiders?"
"What do you say?"
"Well... After the people in the Imperial College know it, they will not dare to deny the last favor..."
"What do you say?"
……
News has been coming from the North all the time. Today, a dignitary has been copied, and tomorrow, a whimsical gentry has rebelled against his family.
"... the gentry offered more than 300 mu of land, which is not much by reason, but he didn't know what he was thinking. He actually rebelled with those farmers and relatives and established his own country name... Song, as a result, was known by the people in the next village. The elders of the village called the elite of the village together..."
At present, this matter has become a joke of Daming.
Only the strength of a village easily put out the so-called rebellion. When it was put out, the gentry canonized the queen and imperial concubine, and the Dragon robes were only embroidered with the beginning.
"..... the village got a lot of benefits and was exempted from taxes for five years. It is said that women in other villages are rushing to marry..."
Fei Shi was talking about gossip, which was inconsistent with his temperament. Fang woke up and looked at him and said, "put it down for the time being. It will be your credit if you look back."
As soon as Fei Shi heard it, he said happily, "uncle, will you stare at me in the future?"
"Of course."
Fang Xing said, "we have to look at the overall situation. For example, in Shenyang, he knows not to compete with the East factory for a while. After four or five years, the pattern will naturally come out."
This is Fang Xing's suggestion. Fei Shi immediately stood with his hands tied and listened carefully.
"It's normal to want to be an official. There's no shame. But what's the first thing about being an official? It's the pattern."
Fei Shi helped Fang Xing a lot. He should give some benefits to both the public and private.
It doesn't matter if you wake up, so as not to destroy the layout of Shenyang in the royal guards. Then give some experience and advice. It's fate.
"To do things, regardless of business or private affairs, the first thing is to look at the current pattern. To fit in with the current pattern, this is a qualified official."
"For example, what is the current pattern of Jinling?"
Fang woke up and asked, which was a test for teaching.
Fei Shi looked down and said, "at present, Jinling should be stable. Before the north is stable, Jinling and even the South should not be chaotic. Any signs should be suppressed. Otherwise, if the south is chaotic, the north will respond immediately and the world will be chaotic."
Regular, but Fang Xing didn't hear anything special.
He was a little disappointed, so he couldn't help looking slightly.
Fei Shi immediately continued, "uncle, you have been here for a while to clean up the generals who are close to the gentry in the army. This is to prepare for a rainy day. If you want to clean up the south in the future, this is help."
He looked at Fang and woke up, but he couldn't see joy and anger.
"Go. After Ben Bo leaves, you should keep an eye on Jinling and the South and report to the capital as soon as possible."
Fei Shi was surprised. He only felt a sudden heaving on his shoulder, so he boldly asked, "uncle, but are you going to sea?"
Fang Xing said, "if you don't go, you can only wait for years, so the fleet must go to sea within half a month at the latest."
……
Three days later, a group of cavalry brought the edict.
In the post house, DOC and others had been impatient for a long time.
When Chen Mo appeared, the three almost rushed to him and asked the departure time angrily.
"Leave later."
Chen Mo said with a straight face: "originally, you were not going to go to sea this year, but you always said you wanted to go home. For this reason, your majesty used the Navy. It cost a lot! It cost a lot! Just to send you home!"
"Can you go home?"
The three looked at each other, and the joy in their hearts was rising.
Henry responded the fastest and asked, "is Daming going to send a large ship team?"
Doc and abelzizi stopped their joy and felt uneasy.
Chen Mo said proudly, "yes, your majesty is worried about piracy all the way, so he ordered xinghebo to lead the fleet to sea and send you back to Taixi."
"He? Is that him?!"
The hearts of the three were half cold, and DOC asked, "why him? Isn't he a land general?"
In the eyes of others, Chen Mo is like a dandy, more like a bully, elated.
"Xinghebo, water and land are OK. Do you have such a famous general?"
He didn't know that his proud appearance was hated, "hurry to buy anything, but some things are not allowed to touch. The accompanying people will tell you and hope you do it, otherwise it will be difficult for me to do it."
He glanced sideways at the three and said, "it's difficult for me to do it. I don't want you to do it. Don't think about your meritorious service. It's really good to be good!"
The three had been disturbed by the news, so they fooled him away.
"What do Ming people want to do?"
"The count went to sea himself, and it was a large ship team. What do they want?"
"The Ming people's warships are too powerful. If thirty of those warships pass, the Strait will change hands. Doc, can your fleet stop their attack?"