Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

There was silence in the lobby, but Meng Ying felt some undercurrents.

　　 Since Fang Xing was hung the title of Prince Young Master, Meng Ying was in the battle between heaven and man.

　　 He knew that as long as the crown prince was nurtured by Fang Xing for a few years, after he became the throne, the current batch of martial arts would definitely have nothing to eat.

　　 Now that things are coming, he is a little more calm.

　　 Xue Lu whispered: "The British grandfather went to the side wall after the New Year. This is probably because His Majesty did not want him to come in."

　　 Meng Ying nodded, and then said: "It's time to stop, or that sentence, no one can save anyone, only oneself!"

　　 Chen Zhong had already put aside the grievances with Fang Xing at this moment. He just thought for a moment that his title would become Tainingbo after his death, and his chest seemed to be burned by fire.

　　 He looked around, most of those martial arts were like this, some even pulled on their clothes, which seemed very hot.

　　 "I want Fang Xing to speak!"

　　 Chen Zhong felt that this could no longer be done, and if this continues, everyone will slowly wait for death.

　　 "Yes, if he wants to share with us, then nothing said, we will treat him as an opponent in the future."

　　 "I'm afraid that he will be a bird! Could he still be able to carry so many of us if he wakes up?"

　　 "It's a big deal, and both lose and lose. He is very eager for the two sons. It can be seen that he wants to inherit his father's work..."

　　 "……"

　　 Meng Ying only sneered when he heard these words, and then winked at Xue Lu, and the two went out of the lobby one after another.

"how?"

　　 The wrinkles on Xue Lu's face can almost trap mosquitoes.

　　 Meng Ying said disappointedly: "A dish of loose sand, these people are thinking of wealth for generations, and they know that your Majesty cannot tolerate the wealth of generations, but he likes to deceive himself like he is drunk, why!"

　　 Xue Lu nodded and said, "No matter how much you and I say here, it will be useless after all, I'm going."

　　 Meng Ying said in shock: "Yang Wuhou, where are you going?"

　　 Xue Lu solemnly said that he was going. This must not be going home to eat and shit.

　　 "How important is the canonization of the prince, how can Fang Dehua fail? The old man will welcome him."

　　 Meng Ying stopped talking, and finally just watched Xue Lu strode away.

　　 He wanted to tell Xue Lu, even if he met Fang Xing, what can you say?

　　……

　　 The capital is the center of the world, and there is a constant flow of pedestrians from north to south.

　　 Lugou River flows quietly, and there is a long shop along the river.

　　 This distance is the best place to stop whether it is to see off or come to Beijing.

　　 Most of these shops sell some food and wine, and some are flexible, so they have more special products from the capital and the north, which is convenient for those returning customers who don't have time to buy.

　　 It was almost noon when Xue Lu arrived.

　　 At this moment, most of the people here are entering Beijing. In the crowded carriages, some people are shouting to solicit customers, some are yelling to be careful, and then some people are saying that their money bags have been stolen...

　　 After a thief succeeded, he mixed into the crowd, and the family of three whose purses were stolen was crying there.

　　 The ragged family cried and told them that they were visiting relatives, and that the money bag was all their family's property.

　　 This is not to visit relatives, but to take advantage of the loose management of household registration, I want to live in Peking as a guest.

　　 But after all his wealth is stolen, this family is probably going to be unlucky. With no way to survive, he can only be a beggar, and then he was taken out by the people of Shuntian Mansion and sent to his place of origin.

　　 Xue Lu's eyes followed a man in the crowd moving.

　　 "Father... mother..."

　　 The four- or five-year-old boy saw his parents crying sadly, so he hugged his mother and started crying.

　　 Xue Lu said coldly: "Bows and arrows!"

　　 Behind him, Jia Ding said, "Master, I will be impeached."

　　 Xue Lu's eyelids twitched, there was blood in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand: "Bows and arrows!"

　　 With a bow and arrow in hand, Xue Lu instantly changed himself.

　　 The bow and arrow are only momentary, then aim slightly, and let go of his right hand.

　　 That man just squeezed out of the crowd, ready to cross the bridge.

　　 The bowstring vibrated and the arrows flew out.

　　 There are not few people beside the bridge. As soon as the man stepped on the bridge in a hurry, he felt his thighs shook. Inertia made him step out of this leg, and then a sharp pain came...

"what!"

　　 The man threw himself down there, with a long arrow stuck in the back of his thigh, and then he tried his best to climb up the bridge.

　　 This scene frightened those people.

　　 "It's murdered!"

　　 A man was looking at the waist of the woman in front of him. After seeing the miserable condition, he subconsciously jumped off the bridge.

　　 There was chaos on the bridge. The man took out a money bag from his arms, and just raised his hand, a big foot stomped on him behind him.

　　 The sound of a broken arm was crisp, but the screams overwhelmed the chaotic sound of wolves rushing on the bridge.

　　 The money bag was picked up by the person behind him, and he turned around and shouted, "This is the thief who stole the money!"

　　 The money bag was shaking, and the panicked people were calm, and then they all looked at Xue Lu, who had just handed the longbow to Jia Ding.

　　 "This Hou Xue Lu."

　　 A sergeant guarding this bazaar ran over, and after verifying Xue Lu’s identity, they all knelt on the ground to apologize.

　　 Xue Lu's housekeeper handed the money bag to the male owner of the family of three, and then he was thanked almost like a new parent.

　　 "He should ask what is in the purse first, and then return it to him after one-to-one correspondence."

　　 Xue Lu shook his head and said, "This is not a problem. The family of three is not a southerner, you should know."

　　 "Yes, you are an accident, so they must lead you away."

　　 "They can figure out a way to move the old man in a flash, which shows that the commander is resourceful."

　　 "But he ran away now."

　　 "Will you let them go?"

　　 Xue Lu turned around and saw Fang Xing wearing a short shot from the others, he couldn't help but smiled: "Are you worried about being intercepted too?"

　　 "Interception is useless."

　　 Fang Xing was looking at the other side. Just now, a group of people also ran over at the moment of chaos.

　　 "This is a warning."

　　 Xue Lu was moved and said, "You said it was a feudal lord?"

　　 Fang Xing nodded: "Many vassals have been communicating with Wu Xun in recent years, Yang Wuhou, you are a heavy minister of your majesty, so they dare not look for you."

　　 Xue Lu's eyes became more stern, and he asked: "Who?"

　　 Fang Xing smiled and said, "It's better to keep a low profile if you don't raise officials or investigate these matters."

　　 Xue Lu's eyes condensed, and he asked, "But do you want to throw a rat?"

　　 On the other side, Xin Laoqi and Jia Ding have chased behind the group.

　　 The last person suddenly turned around and rushed, Xin Laoqi dodged, and Fang Liu swung his knife behind him.

　　 "It's killing!"

　　 The other side began to be confused, and someone shouted: "The government arrested the culprits. They all step aside, all go to the side, and no running!"

　　 Several sergeants were directing the crowd to go to both sides, and Xin Laoqi in the middle had already caught up with the enemy.

　　 The light of the knife flickered on the other side~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The screams were clear and audible.

　　 Fang Xing smiled and said, "It's a rat-injury device. You have to know that innovation is never a matter of volition."

　　 "So your Majesty will try Xunqi again."

　　 "Yes, the speed of Xunqi's degeneration makes your majesty dumbfounded, and most of them are useless."

　　 "So... what will it be in the future? What is the attitude of the future prince to the honored princes? No, it is Wuxun. Who cares about them to die?"

　　 Xue Lu asked very seriously.

　　 Those people on the other side have been besieged and killed by Fang Xing’s Jiading and the cavalry who followed along the way.

　　 Fang Xing shook his head, wondering whether he was disappointed in the strength of the thieves or in Wu Xun.

　　 "Yang Wuhou, you have to be hard when you hit the iron!"

　　 Fang Xing didn't want to lie to him, "Even the princes must be entrusted out. Does Xunqi still want to be superior to the princes?"

　　 Xue Lu's complexion was pale, Fang Xing turned his head when he saw it, but he didn't comfort him.

　　 "Then who is this today?"

　　 Since Fang Xing came here prepared, then he must have received some wind.

　　 Xue Lu just hoped not to be honors, otherwise the emperor would label the group of honors as unreliable. When the time comes, you will be incompetent, and you will not be able to trust, and you will really have nothing.

　　 Fang Xing shook his head: "Don't check, it's not necessary."

　　 Xue Lu felt relieved and felt that there was still room for salvation.

　　 Fang Xing said, "These are just small things."

　　 His tone was calm, as if it were a trivial matter.

　　 Innovation can't treat everyone as opponents, so it's just looking for death on its own. ...