"It is a long process to open up people's wisdom. But as the ruler of the country, you must have this awareness and this urgent heart!"

After Fang Xing heard that the bookstores were crowded everywhere, he said to Zhu Zhanji who rushed over after hearing the news: "The stupid people are the stupidest! People are simple and simple, so why don't they raise a group of cows in captivity and only know how to work, wouldn't that be better?"

After listening, Zhu Zhanji blinked his eyes and said, "Brother Dehua, you are so troubled by the Imperial College now!"

"That has nothing to do with me."

Fang Xing said with an innocent look on his face: "I was just angry and asked someone to block the door for a quarter of an hour."

Zhu Zhanji knew that he could not say anything about Fang Xing, so he smiled bitterly: "I heard that Ma Xing is sick, and the imperial doctor said it is quite serious."

"He can't die."

Fang Xing said disdainfully: "This man is indeed a cunning man. He killed two birds with one stone!"

Zhu Zhanji suddenly felt that he was thinking too well by others. "First, it was to express his fear and avoid the subsequent punishment of Grandpa Emperor. Second, it was to... avoid the internal rectification of the Imperial College and let others stand out. He was still a good person after the matter was finished."

Fang Xing said with a sensible look on his face and said with relief: "That's it, otherwise he would have to climb to the Imperial College."

Zhu Zhanji thought for a moment and stood up and said, "Brother Dehua, the Imperial College cannot lose control, I have to go back."

Fang Xing nodded, thinking that Zhu Zhanji had really grown up and saw the core of the problem.

A scholar who has lost control is terrible!

And the Imperial College must not be controlled by outsiders!

Fang Xing made a big noise this time, and Zhu Gaochi quickly sent someone to give a few words of warning.

"Your Highness said that you should calm down your own affairs and don't make trouble again."

"I didn't make a fuss!"

Fang Xing looked at Liang Zhongdao with a grievance.

Liang Zhong coughed dryly and said, "How many people have you cheated from the Imperial College this time! Liao Bin has been cleaning up the interior, and the Imperial College has been cancelled for half a year's rest. Tsk tsk! Even the women in the Qinhuai River will hate you this time!"

...

After the students from the Imperial College returned, they realized that something was wrong.

"All those who go to the bookstore today stand up!"

Liao Bin's face was extremely cold. He stood on the steps, surrounded by a group of people from the Rope Hall. As for Si Ye Mengfei, this guy was said to have diarrhea and had been in the toilet for half an hour.

Groups of students stood up reluctantly, thinking that they would not have to punish them.

Someone checked the list next to him and quickly caught dozens of students who had not come out.

Liao Bin said angrily: "Those who do not believe in unrighteousness! They are responsible for their heavy responsibility!"

A row of red stools were lined up next to them, and the dozens of students were tied to them. The executioner waved the bamboo pieces and whipped them hard, and the screams were shocking.

Liao Bin did not pay attention to the other side. After the call, he said coldly: "You will block the bookstore without permission. Your Majesty's order will cancel the half-year rest."

"What?"

The Imperial College is not just a poor family. The Yinjian and Ensheng can not be treated as a treatment that they are not allowed to go out for half a year, so they all are amazed.

Liao Bin snorted coldly: "I participated today, I have vegetarian food in January, three articles a day. Don't eat if I can't finish it!"

What?

As soon as the decision was made, the Imperial College was filled with grief, and the students who did not block the door hated those guys who were looking for trouble.

But then the imperial edict arrived. Zhu Di severely scolded the Imperial College in the imperial edict and ordered the Imperial College to concentrate on his studies.

...

The teachers and students of the Imperial College are suffering, but they are only in pain and happiness when they wake up.

After the two books were reduced in price within a deadline, they immediately triggered a buying frenzy.

"Brother, most of the buyers are poor."

Fang Wu and others waited at the entrances of several large bookstores for a day, and finally got a big data.

Fang Xing said with 'pleasantness': "I finally failed my wish."

Even Zhang Shuhui supports the price reduction initiative, and she thinks it is a matter of accumulation of virtue.

Touching his lower abdomen, Zhang Shuhui said to Xiaobai sadly: "Have you been doing this month's menstrual affairs?"

Xiaobai was playing with the bell's ears and said casually: "Here you come!"

"A heartless girl!"

At this time, Fang Xing shouted outside: "Shuhui, Xiaobai, let's go out for an autumn outing."

...

"Heartless man!"

After learning that Fang Xing was traveling with his family and teachers and students from the academy, Zhu Di couldn't help but feel that this guy was heartless.

"How is Yangzhou Prefecture?"

Since he decided to take salt back to the official camp, Zhu Di has been paying attention to the reactions of the salt merchants.

The eunuch replied: "Your Majesty, everything is safe from Duke Cheng, and the salt merchants are honest."

"honest?"

Zhu Di sneered: "I killed a group of merchants who smuggled outside the border back then, but now isn't someone else ready to move!"

The eunuch said, "Your Majesty, Mahamu is in a difficult situation and the price is high. Those merchants are probably tempted."

...

In the big tent, Mahamu looked much older, and his eyes swept over his command and cheered up: "Arutai is aggressive. Now the weather is cold, he dare not move troops easily, otherwise he will wait to eat grass next year!"

Since his defeat by the Ming Dynasty, Mahamu's prestige within the Oirat has been getting worse day by day, so he has to always maintain his prestige, otherwise there will be countless lessons to learn from.

Since the Mongol Yuan was driven out of the Central Plains, internal strife has occurred from time to time, and the purpose is nothing more than to unify the grassland and then compete with the Ming Dynasty. If you win, you can rule the Han people again and enjoy the colorful world.

Mahamu saw with satisfaction that everyone was in normal mood, and then asked: "Will those wise people be willing to trade?"

"Taishou, those Ming people are different from before, and they are all afraid of being killed by Ming Emperor."

When Mahamu heard this, he sneered: "There are still dogs that don't eat shit? Go and call the envoy!"

Not long after, Zhao Bu arrived.

"Why did the Ming people cut off the transaction? Are you trying to be an accomplice of Alutai?"

Mahamu asked without waiting for the ceremony. As he asked, the Oirat nobles drew out their scimitars and shouted in their mouths.

Zhao Bu has been here for a long time. He ignored these threats and said lightly: "King Hening, you and the Tatars are both subordinates of the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty cannot favor any one. Otherwise, if you buy it, will Alutai not buy it? He seems to be richer."

Mahamu was stunned by the stuttering, and then grinned: "Do you think I dare not kill you?"

Zhao Bu had known that Mahamu was now lustful, so he said, "It doesn't matter if I die, but can you still face my Ming Dynasty's rebellion?"

“Bold!”

Mahamu was furious and pulled out the scimitar and placed it on Zhao Bu's neck, saying hideously: "So what if you kill you!"

Zhao Bu laughed, his body moved slightly, and a blood mark appeared on his neck: "King He Ning, don't forget Yan Niang!"

Mahamu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but his anger disappeared. He pulled the knife and sat back and said, "Shou Xing will sooner or later fall into my hands! Thousands of knifes will be cut into pieces!"

Zhao Bu ignored the blood shed on his neck and just sneered: "Your Majesty, don't forget that your most elite cavalry was defeated by Xing He Bo. At this time, Xing He Bo's command was no longer a thousand households, but Jubaoshan Guard! Prince, are you still confident?"

As the old enemy, the Oirats present were familiar with the Ming army organization.

Damn! Is this still five times expanded?

Thinking of the last battle, Fang Xing first rescued Zhu Zhanji, and then intercepted Mahamu's last elite reinforcements in the final battle. The nobles all looked fearful.
Chapter completed!