Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

The front hall is completely decorated in the Ming style. There are several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, one of which is bluegrass, which is elegant and indifferent in a few strokes.

　　 The official on the left, the gentry on the right, and Fang Xing is at the top.

　　 Qian Ying sat down first on the left, and then said something about the local officials' loyalty to Daming.

　　 These clichés are naturally not nutritious. If they were the usual, these officials would probably wander outside the territory.

　　 But today, they are all listening to Qian Ying's words seriously, and from time to time they look at Fang Xing, with curiosity in their eyes, but more fear.

　　 "...This year's copper and iron production will be 10% higher than last year."

　　 Qian Ying smiled and awoke after he finished the report.

　　 Most of the officials are from the Central Plains, but the gentry is just the opposite. They are all local.

Fang Xing glanced at these gentry and said: "North Korea has become more and more stable in recent years. Your Majesty and the Central Government have greatly appreciated the role of you. Therefore, His Royal Highness and Ben Bo were originally going to go south, but they still came across the sea just for the sake of Your Majesty will take a look at you."

　　 These are all clichés, but a gentry stood up abruptly, then knelt in the direction of the capital and shouted: "Long live your majesty!"

　　 There were tears in his eyes, and the remaining gentry knelt down and shouted.

　　 Fang Xing saw the shock of the officials, which shows that the gentry were not so excited before.

　　 He raised his hand and said: "Your Majesty knows your loyalty, so he plans to restart the imperial examination locally this year."

　　 "Long live your majesty!"

　　 The gentry burst into greater enthusiasm, and some of them actually shed tears, so excited they couldn't help themselves.

　　 began to be classified as a chief commissioner. Because of the constant screening, there has been no imperial examination here. This has caused many locals to complain that they have been treated differently.

　　 The imperial examination, the imperial examination is to be an official!

　　If you can't be an official, why do you have to study hard?

　　 The action to clean up the gentry's annexation of land also spread to this side, but it was only a sound of wind, and it was not implemented immediately.

　　 This is a question that takes into account the hearts of the people.

　　 The people are often stupid, and the gentry, as a class in the middle, monopolizes the right to speak, can easily confuse people, spread rumors, and amplify certain fears.

　　 So Qian Ying has been patient.

　　 But now he obviously doesn't want to bear it anymore.

　　 Fang Xing, the murderer, is coming to North Korea. He doesn't do anything at this time, but when will he wait!

　　 So he got up, then smiled and said, "Everyone, I want to come to the palace to confide in you."

　　 "Thank you, sir."

　　 These gentry stood up to wipe their tears, but the atmosphere of joy gradually began to radiate.

　　 How many people are studying in North Korea? The gentry present, no matter in terms of knowledge or insight, can casually dump them for more than a dozen blocks.

　　 So once the rural examination is reopened in North Korea, it is almost for them.

　　 Qian Ying said as if he didn't know this: "Last year, the government ordered all places to clean up and donate, and the official carried it hard. Anyway, he also collected a year's more food, but this year it was not achieved."

　　 The words in front of him were a bit suspicious of buying people's hearts, but Fang Xing was unmoved.

　　 He was watching the ridiculous happiness disappearing, watching these gentlemen look at Qian Ying in disbelief.

"grown ups……"

　　 Someone wanted to argue, but Fang Xing's eyes were squinted and he immediately took back his words.

　　 This one is going to kill!

　　 Then the atmosphere in the front hall became awkward.

　　 No one speaks, these gentry are in a dilemma.

　　They are the same group of people who decisively invested in Daming, and as a reward, they have gained a lot of benefits.

　　 Now that Chaozhong wants to reclaim the fields, then... how can you live?

　　 Ke Fang Xing sat there drinking tea, but they didn't dare to make a sound.

　　 It would be a bit uncomfortable to throw away those extra fields, but if you don't throw it away, you will probably lose your life.

　　 Everyone glanced at Fang Wake from time to time. Seeing that he was still calm, his heart became more and more panicked somehow.

　　 "Of course, it should be."

　　 A gentry agreed first, but his face seemed to have half a catty of bitter water on his face, and it was miserable.

　　 So everyone agreed, and the atmosphere seemed to regain harmony.

Fang Xing said: "Eighty-nine out of ten times in the world have been cleaned up, only North Korea and Yingzhou are still waiting to see. How can your Majesty feel at ease about these two places? The imperial examinations this year may not be too late. Let's start again next year. Examinations, government examinations, rural examinations, and then those who have both ability and political integrity will soar all the way to the capital, and I would like to congratulate you first."

　　 Suddenly the eyes of the gentry became hot, and there seemed to be a few more suns in the front hall.

　　 Fang Xing nodded slightly, and then left without saying hello.

　　 Qian Ying smiled and said, "This is a gift from your majesty. From then on, there will be no barriers on our side."

　　 The time for North Korea to change its chief executive officer is not long, and it is not long. The original pattern is still missed by some people. Maybe they will come up to try God’s will when they encounter an opportunity.

　　 And when Qian Ying was sent to North Korea as the chief ambassador, Zhu Zhanji personally talked to him and made him keep an eye on those survivors and children.

　　 Therefore, Qian Ying’s main job in the past few years is to appease and suppress.

　　 Suppression is naturally inseparable from Jin Yiwei and Dongchang. Qian Ying glanced at the gentry who had been developed into Jin Yiwei's insider, then had a fight with them, and then separated.

　　 After leaving this house, the gentry clasped their hands to each other, and walked together if they were intimate, probably looking for a place to discuss.

　　 "Imperial examinations were admitted to the official... We have few scholars here, and most of the original backgrounds were destroyed by the rebellion of the year, so the rural examination is very confident."

　　 In the private room of a restaurant, two gentry closed the door, outside the door they called their entourage to stare, and no one was allowed to come near.

　　 A sharp-eyed gentry put his index finger on his mouth, then quietly opened the window, and slammed his head out to look around.

　　 The other person's hair was a little grey. He teased: "Mingren doesn't care about us now. What are you doing in such a panic?"

　　 The window closed, and the gentry came back and sat down and said, "Be cautious, the demon **** is here, think about the fire that year, who set it off?"

　　 The gray-haired gentry shook his head and said, "It's all over. The dead can't be resurrected, so you still remember what these do."

　　 The gentry with sharp eyes said: "You are all bewildered by the copper coins thrown by the devil, stupid!"

The gray-haired gentry sneered: "Who doesn't know that there will be a meeting and a palace exam after the national examination? But don't forget, if the Ming people want to stabilize here forever, we are a force that cannot be ignored, so let's participate in the imperial examination. The possibility of lifting is higher than that of Mingren~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Think about the North and South lists of the year. The Emperor Taizu Gao was an old lion. He didn't blink, but he still had to compromise. Understand?"

　　 The sharp-eyed gentry shook his head slightly, and said, "That demon **** Javier will report it. Do you know how unlucky the Burmese people are?"

"do not know."

　　 "This is the news from the merchant. The demon **** passed the coast over there last time and stayed for a few days, and then he was assassinated..."

"Is it funny?"

　　 Seeing his companions laughing, the sharp-eyed gentry said coldly: "God knows that the assassination was true or false, but then the Burmese lost their brains."

　　 North Korean gentry claimed to be the brain of North Korea, so the gray-haired man was frightened at once.

　　 "It's been a few years, and the Burmese is said to be very stable. Why does he come here?"

　　 "Some people say that there is enmity, but they can't find it."

　　 "This person is extremely tolerant, and no one can grasp the timing, so we..."

　　 The sharp-eyed man suddenly tilted his ear and raised his glass.

　　 The two drank a glass of wine, and then someone outside the door said: "Master, there was a fight, and now I have been persuaded."

　　 The two were relieved after hearing this. The sharp-eyed man lowered his voice and said, "Now that people are in full swing, whoever dares to rise up is a stupid. Don't do such stupid things, otherwise we will break our relationship in the future!"

His companion pointed to his gray hair and said, "No, I have children and daughters in my family, and my son is smart. Now I want to get more benefits from the Ming people. After three generations, my family will be stable. If you can become the emperor of Ming Dynasty, then I will die."