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Chapter 947 Horse thief, father and son travel

Fang Xing, Xia Yuanji, and Song Li, the Minister of Works, inspected the site outside the city.

Outside Lizhengmen, Fang Xing pointed to the fields and said, "The people's fields must be occupied. How do Lord Xia prepare to compensate?"

Unlike other matters, Xia Yuanji is very generous when it comes to matters related to people's livelihood.

"Isn't there any field outside? I've moved them all, and each family will make up some money and food according to the head of the people, and it will be enough."

Xia Yuanji has money and food in his hands, and he is also generous in spending money.

Song Li narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance and said, "It seems that it is Fangjiazhuang when he goes there again, right?"

Fang Xing smiled and continued to say to Xia Yuanji: "Of course, you can't cause public anger at the foot of the emperor. Otherwise, not only will His Majesty lose his face, but we will also be impeached by the censor!"

Xia Yuanji said carelessly: "I am not corrupt or accepting bribes, what are you afraid of!"

Fang Xing said with some slightest remarks: "Yes, you don't do bad things in your heart, and you won't be surprised when you knock on the door in the middle of the night. We are innocent and naturally we are not afraid of slander."

Xia Yuanji glanced at Song Li and said, "Mr. Song, there is no problem with the Ministry of Works?"

Song Li said lightly: "It's just a trivial matter, but the plan has to be taken to His Majesty."

He just ran Fang Xing and said that building this big market would benefit Fang Jiazhuang, but Fang Xing directly fought back with his innocence, which made him a little depressed.

The three of them walked around the city. Song Li wanted to go back to the Ministry of Works to convene craftsmen to survey and make drawings. Xia Yuanji wanted to go back and calculate how much money and grain they needed to invest.

Fang Xing was careless and went back to train Zhu Zhanji's guards.

...

Two days later, the more than ten guards felt that they had already peeled off their skin, and the thing they wanted most every day was to sleep in.

But Jia Quan did not dare to slack off. Under his supervision, the guards dragged their half-dead bodies to Fangjiazhuang again, but found that the instructor who had been waiting in the front yard had not been there.

"Are they okay?"

The guards all relaxed and felt that this was the best news of the year.

In the front hall, Fang Xing sat upright on it and looked at Jingyue with his eyes narrowed.

Jingyue was wearing a white jacket and skirt, looking at Chuchu, with a slightly bent neck, and her white and tender skin was envious.

But Fang Xing just looked coldly, and waited for Jingyue's body to tremble slightly before asking: "Are you sure this is not a joke?"

Jingyue lowered her head, her long eyelashes trembled and said, "Brother, Jingyue's friend opened a home in the city... The day before yesterday, a rich man said this in the Jing room. Xing and Bo had treasures at home, and they all carried priceless treasures with them. Now several horse thieves have learned about this news and have sent spies to Beijing."

Fang Xing stared at Jingyue's face, not even letting go of the angle of the corner of his mouth.

“It’s very interesting!”

Fang Xing waved, and Madam Deng came in with a box in her hand and handed it to Jingyue.

Jingyue hurriedly refused and said, "Brother, the little girl is willing to send messages to Boru, and she is definitely not asking for compensation."

Fang Xing stood up and said, "Do you want protection? If this news is confirmed, you will be in Peking in the future, as long as you do not commit crimes, Ben Bo will keep you safe!"

Jingyue Yingying knelt down and said, "My uncle's eyes are perfect, Jingyue is willing to be the one who is good at hearing and hearing."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "It's a bit difficult for you, a woman, to live in Peking, so take care of it!"

When the First Fair and the Sihai Market opened, there is no shortage of eyes and ears.

Jingyue smiled bitterly and said, "I want to hide it from my uncle. My daughter also wants to go to a remote place for her whole life, but she is so cute. After living there for half a month, someone has climbed over the wall at night. I'm scared!"

Fang Xing said lightly: "There are many things in recent years, so you can do it yourself!"

Jingyue said for a blessing: "Thank you, Mr. Wang, for your advice, Jingyue said goodbye."

After she left, Huang Zhong, who was accompanying her, said: "This girl has experienced prosperity. The so-called remote areas must be fake, and it is true that she is not willing to be lonely."

Fang Xing nodded and said, "The taste of prosperity and power is as sweet as it is. People who have tried it are unwilling to give up. This is a normal person. I am just mediocre and she even have some grudges. If she is smart, she will naturally not dare to do anything randomly."

Huang Zhong remembered Fang Xing's words just now, pointed to the direction of the imperial city and asked: "Brother, you said that you have had a lot in recent years, but you mean..."

Fang Xing nodded and said, "That's right, as His Majesty grows older, those ghosts and monsters should be anxious."

Huang Zhong saw that there was no one around and whispered: "Master, Your Majesty can still get on the horse and kill the enemy. Isn't that too early?"

Fang Xing's face was calm: "Your Majesty is supporting it. If you don't wipe out the grassland, that energy will not be dissipated."

Zhu Di fought for many years, especially when he went to the grasslands many times, and his body had been damaged in many places, but he was just holding on.

...

Since the Yuan Dynasty, horse thieves have been in the Central Plains and have continued to this day.

There are also two types of so-called horse thieves. One is a land house, which means that they are ordinary people and horse thieves in their spare time.

The second type is professional horse thieves. A few years ago, the court arranged for raising horses in the north to offset taxes. This is the original source of horse thieves.

Among them, some of Shandong horse thieves are the most famous.

These horse thieves took advantage of the decay of the garrison and fled everywhere. Recently, the Northern garrison was rectified, which also gave them a final gap.

After the rectification is completed, these horse thieves will either return home quietly or have to hide in the mountains.

Xin Laoqi felt that the guard should be strengthened, but Fangjiazhuang was so big that there were only these servants, so he could not take care of it at all.

"No need, their target is on the main house, on me, who will grab the banker?"

Fang Xing felt that this was purely unfair: "The so-called horse thief must stay in the suburbs of Beijing. I'll pay attention to the people outside the village recently."

Xin Laoqi frowned and said, "Master, you often go out. If those horse thieves raided, it would be really hard to be prepared."

Fang Xing remembered the incident when he led someone to raid Zhu Zhanji, and said, "We have a telescope, and the other party's spy will definitely not dare to ride a horse. As long as it is discovered, I don't believe that he is an iron-toothed bronze-toothed!"

As he said that, Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and said, "Bring the potatoes with you, let's go into the city!"

Xin Laoqi was worried first, and then excitedly said: "The master led us to fight among thousands of troops, how can a few horse thieves say?"

Fang Xing entered the inner courtyard and said he wanted to take Potato on a trip, but Xiaobai pouted and said he would bring peace with him.

Zhang Shuhui glanced at her and said, "Pingan is still young! Are you willing to give up?"

Xiaobai carried Ping An over and said, "Isn't this the young master here? It's just...what should Ping An do if he is hungry?"

Ping An had big eyes and black eyes, and followed the sound. Fang Xing touched his face and said, "The wind outside is strong, let's talk about it after Ping An turns one year old."

"Ahhhh!"

Ping'an suddenly reached out to grab Fang Xing's face and mumbled in his mouth.

Fang Xing leaned over and felt the slender fingers sliding on the skin.

"I'm leaving. If I can't come back in time, I'll take potatoes to eat outside."

Fang Xing held Tudou and said with a smile, as if the father and son were about to go out to play.

"Husband is back soon."

"Young Master is back soon."
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