The garrison in Nanchang is just such avant-garde, and the other army is the guards of King Ning Zhu Quan.

Zhu Quan's guards were quite small. Zhu Di wanted to cut off this elite force, but in the atmosphere of everyone in danger of the vassal kings at that time, he had to temporarily stand.

The significance of the existence of the avant-garde in Nanchang is to be guarded against local riots, and the other is to stare at the Ning Prince's Mansion.

However, Chen Qingnian, the commander of the Nanchang avant-garde, was a little slick. He didn't want to offend Prince Ning's Mansion, but he didn't want to offend Fang Xing, so he made a scene of giving away his daughter.

When he was stared at Wuchuan's eyes that could make his bone marrow cold, he almost regretted his intestines.

"My uncle said that the only way for a military man is to be a military master, only by practicing and managing his subordinates. The rest are all sideways, like foot binding, and the smell is stenchless! Don't even think about being promoted with this!"

Wuchuan left after saying that, Chen Qingnian blinked his eyes, and the commander Pan Xiaoan beside him angrily said, "What a great evil spirit, sir, this is a problem."

Chen Qingnian said depressedly: "Xinghe Bo is your majesty's confidant. I want to get close to you, but... if he returns to the capital and tells His Majesty, you and I will get out! Go home to farm."

Pan Xiaoan suddenly exclaimed and said happily: "Sir, Xing and Uncle didn't send those two women back!"

Chen Qingnian remembered it, and he stood up and said, "That's waiting for the official to apologize and deal with it. Let's go."

...

"My uncle, the lower official is guilty."

Chen Qingnian did not dare to delay, so he rushed to Fang Xing's station and immediately asked for a meeting to apologize.

The house is very simple, with only three chairs.

Fang Xing touched the not-so-smooth desktop and said slowly: "Are you doing your duty?"

"The officials dare not say they are dedicated, but they have diligent work."

Chen Qingnian felt that the part between his eyebrows was lit with his fingers, and he was slightly swollen. He said in panic: "Master, the official is just worried that no one will serve him here, so... the money is paid by the official, all is salary, and there is no corruption..."

Fang Xing glanced at him, then suddenly turned around and asked, "Brother I don't know you don't dare! What about the Ning Mansion?"

Chen Qingnian was shocked and said hurriedly: "Brother, you can't see any problems on weekdays. The officials sent people to keep an eye on each day, so I promise that's right."

Fang Xing sneered: "It's all right for you. If something goes wrong, I'll be the first to kill your head!"

Chen Qingnian said with a pale face: "Brother, how dare you slack off? You just can't get into the palace, you sir..."

Fang Xing saw that the guy was frightened and said, "Please place the two properly and send them home some money and food. If I know that you are harming people, then you are ready to go into the palace to serve His Majesty."

Fang Xing was not worried about the two girls' appearance of turning back three times.

"Brother, how long will we stay?"

Wu Yue was a little impatient. What he liked was fighting. It was so uncomfortable to be restrained.

"What's the hurry!"

Fang Xing stretched and said, "Arranging some people to stare at them, and others should take a break."

...

"They're sleeping?"

"Yes, Your Highness, he left more than fifty people to patrol. Everyone else was asleep, and the snoring sounds could be heard clearly outside a hundred steps."

The guard commander Yang Lin said with fierce eyes: "Your Highness, please take someone to take them all. Then get the firearms and we will fight to Jinling and divide the river with Beiping to govern!"

"Silence!"

Jiang Xun stood up and went outside the monastery to take a look, turned around and said, "In extraordinary times, be cautious."

Yang Lin said disdainfully: "He is always on firearms to win, and he doesn't have the ability to sneak in."

"Your Highness!"

Jiang Xun took a few steps forward and whispered: "They brought some food and grass by themselves. The yamen of the governor just now sent someone to replenish some more. It seems that they are not going to leave like this!"

Zhu Quan took a deep breath, slowly opened his eyes, and said, "Since he can win the favor of Emperor Wen, he will definitely use extraordinary troops, but there is no need to be panic. If the man in Peking dares to take action, he will immediately send a message to all places!"

...

"Daning was strong in those days. If Emperor Wen had not taken away the troops of King Ning, the battle of Jingnan would be almost... undoubtedly defeated, and this is fate!"

Fang Xing woke up after sleeping for half an hour. When he saw Chen Qingnian who was waiting at the door, he nodded with satisfaction and called him in.

Fang Xing was making a pot of porridge. He looked focused, and seemed to be focused, slowly stirring the porridge.

"Yes, Master, our Emperor Wen was destined to be the destiny back then!"

Chen Qingnian's eyes twitched. Fang Xing's words were a bit taboo, and he directly mentioned the secret matters of that year.

Fang Xing stirred the porridge and said, "Duoyan's three guards were destroyed by my uncle. What foreign aid does Ning Wang have? No, those people never know what loyalty is. Ning Wang hates me, probably because he hated me for destroying Guo in the past and destroying his last hope..."

Chen Qingnian ran away almost when he wanted to pull out his legs. He looked at Fang Xing with a pleading look, just trying to avoid this topic.

Fang Xing put some fish fillets in, and the fragrance gradually spread.

"He won't be at ease if someone who almost saw hope, he wouldn't be at ease, do you understand?"

Chen Qingnian almost wanted to say that I didn’t understand, but in the end he could only nod.

Fang Xing stirred the porridge and said slowly: "Brother Ben wants you to stare at Nanchang City. As for the royal palace, I will be with me..."

Chen Qingnian suddenly said with great happiness: "Mr., I have a lot of officials in my heart recently. On the other side of the palace... I'm dead. I want to ask Master, you can take a look."

Fang Xing finally glanced at him, nodded, and said, "You go and look forward to Nanchang City!"

The fragrance of fish porridge filled with it, and Chen Qingnian sniffed and bowed to leave.

"No matter how delicious it is, Ben wants to add chili peppers. Men should eat spicy food, and they will be generous with a spiciness... They are so feminine that they only know how to do things, and they will lose their heads sooner or later..."

Chen Qingnian instantly covered his back with cold sweat. He turned around and knelt down and walked in.

"Brother, the lower official... was threatened by people in the royal palace..."

Fang Xing looked at the tears of tears, suppressed his disgust, and said in agitation: "As long as you take one more step just now, there will be a knife waiting for you outside the door!"

Xin Laoqi appeared at the door. He held a long knife in his hand and stared at Chen Qingnian's neck kneeling in front of Fang Xing.

Chen Qingnian wanted to hug Fang Xing's calves, but Fang Xing used chopsticks to rush back.

He looked at Fang Xing with tears in his eyes and said, "Brother, the officials are forced to do so! The people in the palace have taken the officials and put them out......"

Fang Xing said lightly: "Let your soldiers be your thugs and lend money outside. Chen Qingnian, wasn't your previous life a businessman?"

Chen Qingnian bowed his head and said, "My uncle, the official... dies."

He knew that he was afraid he had fallen, and Xin Laoqi behind him made him feel the threat of death. He believed that as long as he dared to bounce it up, the long sword would come to his neck.

Fang Xing twitched his nose and smelled a trace of smell. He quickly stirred the small pot with chopsticks, but did not dare to stir the bottom of the pot.

"The bottom of the pot is a bit muddy, but it cannot stir the bottom of the pot. This is a stop loss. Otherwise, the battered ones will be turned up and the whole pot of fish porridge will be ruined..."

"Master, please spare me!"

Fang Xing frowned and looked at Chen Qingnian who kowtowed like garlic, and sighed: "Actually, it's okay for you to lend money, but your brother-in-law..."

"Brother..."

Chen Qingnian shouted in tears: "Brother, Xia Guan is dead... Cheng Yun has been taken over by the royal palace long ago, and Xia Guan is led by him step by step!"

"It's cooked, it tastes good!"

Fang Xing took down the small pot, covered the small stove, and said comfortably: "When you wake up and drink fish porridge, it feels good! What did you say?"
Chapter completed!