"At first glance, you don't have to worry about food and clothing. You don't have to worry about your back when you stand and speak, get out!"

"Yes, get out of here! Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you have money, and you won't leave and beat you to death!"

"...Why not eat meat! Shameless!"

A more elegant voice came from a rude yelling and scolding. Feng Ping took a look and was a strong man.

A strong man selling pork.

"What are you looking at? Let's see if I beat you to death!"

Feng Ping nodded, then went into the alley, staggering.

"Pooh!"

The big man who had just said elegant words spat at his back, then gave the two idle men who were tidying the pig intestine next to him, and the two followed in.

The vendors next to him curled their lips when they saw this scene, and no one cared about it.

It's the New Year, and everyone wants to make a fortune...

...

Feng Ping didn't know where he wanted to go, he didn't want to go home, and he didn't want to be seen by his family when he was in a mess and failed moment.

Walking forward, squeezing out of the crowd, there was gradually no one in front of me.

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

"Xiaomin is concerned about filling his stomach and making more money, but I became a minced meat... Official, whose fault is this?"

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

"They must be saying that I'm going to be a slut..."

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

The short blade has been worn and is probably used to cut pork by the way, so you can smell a fishy smell of flesh and blood.

"Take out the money!"

One man pressed the knife against Feng Ping's neck, and the other man reached out to touch him.

"I don't have money..."

Feng Ping looked at the man holding the knife blankly and said, without any fear in his body.

"What's this?"

The man who searched the body took out a jade pendant, slapped Feng Ping with joy, and then said happily: "I asked someone to smooth it out 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....puff!"

After several days of depression, Feng Ping couldn't help laughing.

The man holding the knife reached out and touched his face, leaned in front of him and looked at him, and immediately retching. Then his brain heated up and his right hand pulled.

"laugh!"

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

Feng Ping touched his neck, looked in front of him, and sighed, "Blood..."

His body shaking and turning, his feet still staggering forward...

Blood continued to splatter from his neck...

The man who was acting was looking at the short blade in his hand, then looked at the companion who turned around and ran out, murmured: "I didn't want to kill him..."

"Plop!"

Feng Ping in front fell down, a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, and his breath was weak.

"...being an official...isn't it...isn't it...isn't it...are...a..."

The rushing footsteps were getting closer and closer. Feng Ping tried hard to open his eyes. Seeing the man who was acting, he couldn't help but smile, and then his breath gradually disappeared...

This is Peiping!

Where can you run?

...

"Who will go?"

"I don't know, Your Majesty just got angry. We said at that time that the troops from Xuanfu could be mobilized to clear the attack, but Your Majesty did not agree."

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

Fang Xing picked up a book from his childhood and flipped it around, asking, "Does my brother want to stay in the capital?"

Zhang Fu nodded, "Although there is Meng Ying in the Governor's Office, Your Majesty is still a little worried about the guards. If no one suppressed him, I guess he would not be able to sleep well at night."

"Xinghe City..." Fang Xing shook his head and laughed: "My Xinghe Bo has a name, and finally he is no longer Xinghe Fort."

"You want to go?"

Zhang Fu asked.

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "I don't want to go unless your Majesty is healthy."

Zhang Fu lowered his eyes and said, "When the Ministry of War is dispatching troops, Jin Zhong is here, who dares to be a traitor?"

"But Jin Zhong's health is not good anymore. If it weren't for helping His Majesty survive this period, he would have gone home long ago... waiting."

Waiting for death is too difficult to wake up and cannot be said.

The two of them were speechless, feeling that there was a black cloud over the capital, and they didn't know when it would land.

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

Fang Xing didn't use his hands, and as soon as his legs were crossed, he stood up.

"I have to go to Jubaoshanwei to see the brothers."

"You go."

Zhang Fu looked at Fang Xing out lonely and did not blow the cold wind in. He looked at the book in his hand and felt that time was flowing through the book constantly...

"Come on, prepare horses!"

...

In the military camp, when they woke up, they were having lunch in the camp.

The remaining smoke from cooking was scattered above the camp, and it was probably going to snow in the weather.

Fang Xing's arrival was an accident. He, along with Lin Qun'an, Wang He, and several thousand-house officials, found a place to have dinner.

"Brother, the brothers are all a little lazy and can't help but stop!"

Lin Qun'an complained: "The officials also want to suppress them, but somehow they can't cheer up. The exercise looks good, but we all know that if we lose our energy, it's just empty airs and worrying!"

Fang Xing picked up a piece of pork belly and put it in his mouth, chewed it for a few times and swallowed it, cursing: "Made! The chef didn't even get the hair clean."

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

"Old Master, I see that this is the late emperor. Everyone feels that there will be no future in the future."

Fang Xing nodded to Zhang Fengdu with appreciation and said, "That's right, the late emperor has gone, and even I can't cheer up, but..."

"Sir, is it charming?"

Several thousand household 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 person who snatched food, has stopped chopping.

Fang Xing nodded, "The meat is charming and ambitious. They are expanding and strong, and the Halie people have become supplements. They are ambitious. The Thais in the west probably are more willing to see the meat is charming and the big open fire, so that they can reap profits..."

"Brother, the mission of the Meatland Country should be still on the way. Why don't we intercept it and kill them all."

Sun Huanshan sniffed and said, "Anyway, it's all enemies. Let's talk about it if you kill me. I'm afraid it's been a long time since the Meatland Country learned the news. Then we will say we don't know what to do."

"soldier of fortune!"

Fang Xing picked up the most thin piece, and then slapped the rice with cabbage.

Sun Huanshan smiled and said viciously: "Let's pretend to be horse bandits and give them a night attack. Who will know? When asked, he said that Halie's riots were everywhere."

After dinner, Fang Xing summoned someone to give a lecture.

The school ground was full of people, and the five large arrays looked neatly, and even the artillery posture could not be faulted.

"There is no murderous intent! Are you wasted?"

Fang Xing frowned and looked at these subordinates and said, "You once fought in the north and north, and you are invincible, but you are now decadent."

The school ground was quiet, Fang Xing was a little disappointed, and he hoped that someone would come out to refute it, which would prove that his subordinates were still in good health.

"Take it off!"

These are veterans, and it is difficult to inspire their fighting spirit without fighting.

Fang Xing gave an order and took the lead in expelling.
To be continued...