Beiping city (explain again, it was called Beijing from the Yongle Dynasty, but it was a forbidden word, so the Jazz didn't change it.).

People in Peiping city are still very interested in Royal gossip. With the decline of royal guards and the establishment of East Hall, there are many more discussions in this regard.

"Emperor Ming is stupid!"

The songs and dances of Changyue building are gone, and Wuyun has lost a place to have fun. He has stayed in the post house for a long time.

The slender, white and tender fingers are not working people at first sight. The contempt in his voice shows that this person has a high status. At least, he is often bossy.

A little big mouth opened, a small piece of dessert was sent into his mouth by his tender white fingers, and his tongue finally stretched out to lick the residue on his lips.

The two men on the side were laughing, and one of them said with a smile, "dark cloud is right."

"Vulgar!"

Wu Yun recently met a lot of scholars in Beiping city. The appearance of a handsome man made her feel a little fluctuant. Therefore, the guys with smell of mutton on in his gang became savages.

The two men only laughed, and the dark cloud swallowed the dessert, patted the residue on his hand and said, "if the king on the grassland can't arrange his successor before his death, the grassland will be full of war smoke and kill each other, so the Ming emperor inexplicably approached the king of Zhao. I think it's mediocre!"

The man said again, "but the Ming emperor is said to be able to drive horses!"

The dark cloud patted his mouth and said, "what's the use? The king on the grassland is more powerful than him, but when he gets old, he becomes fatuous. He is suspicious all day and always feels that what he has done in front is wrong."

"What can we do? Arutai is still eyeing! We can't attack Daming!"

With the control of arutai, tuohuan dared not attack Daming even if he unified the three Wara departments.

Dark cloud got up impatiently and said, "let's try to find the king of Zhao."

Since Su De was killed by mistake, Wu Yun was a little impatient and felt that Ming people were different from the past.

"In the past, the emperor made up his mind about such things, whether it's food or tea, but now... I'm so angry! Let's go!"

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After the Spring Festival, the construction of the big market outside the city began. People with a clear eye immediately understood the drainage facilities similar to those in the city.

"In the future, it will become a place not inferior to the city."

Xie Jin rarely came out once. He stood beside Fang Xing and watched the folk men digging ditches.

The design of drainage facilities in the Ming Dynasty is very clever. It is said that they have been used for the new millennium and have not been retired.

There are people outside the city. Fang Xing estimated that there are at least 2000 people.

"Yes, in fact, I prefer that the city is a political center, while the outside of the city becomes a commercial center. In this way, Peiping is the capital of Daming!"

Fang woke up and looked at the trees around him. He said with satisfaction, "don't occupy these trees and open space, otherwise the road won't be able to walk when a rain comes down."

Urbanization and cementation bring big cities, but they also bring "floods". Small rivers, lakes, forests, grasslands and other places that could store water and drain water have disappeared. The current had nowhere to go, and in the end it had to run rampant, staging an "urban flood".

The specific construction party does not dare to make arbitrary suggestions, but some small suggestions can be put forward.

Xie Jin said with a smile, "yes, if you can't see green, I'm not willing to live in that place."

Fang Xing pointed to a group of people watching in the distance and said, "after the completion, there will be many people watching. It's difficult to rent out here before no one makes a move. So I called Xu Qing to bring someone and my family is ready to start. First, it can be much cheaper, and second, it can lead a head, otherwise it will fail. Xia Yuanji can swallow me alive!"

Xie Jin suddenly smiled and said, "this man can't say. Xia Yuanji is coming."

After arranging the logistics arrangement of Fang's Political Department, Xia Yuanji revived in full state and looked at his spirit.

"Mr. Xie and Dehua are very interested, but do you want to rent more?"

Xie Jin shook his head. He was not interested in business. He just wanted Xie Zhenliang to be safe.

Fang Xing said with a smile: "Lord Xia, Fang wants to rent more. I'm afraid you don't want to!"

Xia Yuanji blurted out: "I don't want to rent you. Just rent!"

"Really?"

Fang Xing asked with a smile.

Xia Yuanji, who was familiar with his temperament, stepped back suspiciously, and then said, "are you making any idea? Dehua, this is a major event in the court. If you have any idea, just say it. But it's just a ghost idea. I don't want to be angry with you!"

Xie Jin smiled. He knew Fang Xing better than Xia Yuanji.

Fang woke up with regret and said, "I really have some ghost ideas, just speculation!"

"Stir fry? Stir fry what? Stir fry vegetables?"

Xia Yuanji said angrily, "how many things do I have on hand? Dehua, Dehua, don't joke!"

"I'm not kidding!"

Fang woke up and said, "Lord Xia, we can fry now. Let's fry the concept. For example... Invite some eminent monks to explore. Then this must be a treasure land of geomantic omen. Come in and make a fortune! Do you think anyone will be moved?"

"Feng shui treasure land? Tut! Isn't this a lie?"

As the head of the household department, Xia Yuanji can't pull down this face.

Fang Xing smiled: "well, let's say this will be the largest market in the north. All kinds of business activities will be protected by the government here. No one can bully! Is this enough?"

At present, rich businessmen must find a backer, or they themselves are the industry of powerful families, otherwise they will not last long and will be swallowed up sooner or later.

"This can be considered, but it's estimated that it won't attract many people!"

Xia Yuanji thought it was a good idea. The government made a wish, which should have some effect.

At this time, Fang woke up and said, "Lord Xia, I'll give you an idea at last. It's up to you whether you listen or not."

After listening to Fang Xing's two ideas, Xia Yuanji couldn't help paying attention and was all ears.

Fang Xing said, "you go to find some Xun Qi to build momentum, let their housekeeper come forward, first come here to see the venue, then hurried into the city to find you at the household department, and finally..."

Fang woke up and saw the appearance of those horses. It was dark clouds that led him. At the moment, the woman's face was full of anger. If it weren't for Daming, she estimated that the whip in her hand would be whipped out at the civilian men.

"In the end, when you play a play, they will rent it immediately, and they all want it. They are arrogant! And you must be upright, scolding them for their overbearing behavior on the spot, and finally driving them out... I don't have to say the rest."

"Boom!"

Spring thunder suddenly sounded and drizzle fell one after another.

In the rain, Xia Yuanji was frightened: "Dehua, you're setting a trap! It's not a gentleman!"

The dark cloud over there saw Fang awake, then turned his horse's head and came slowly.

The rain was as thin as smoke, enveloping the angry face.

Fang Xing suddenly smiled and said, "Lord Xia, officials should think about who will benefit from this. Besides, is this a lie? Don't you have confidence in this big market? Will they regret when they make money?"

Xia Yuanji only felt dizzy. He covered his forehead and said, "it's raining. I'll go back to the city and think about it slowly."

Fang woke up and looked at the dark clouds in front of him and said, "what can I do for you?"

The dark cloud wiped away the moist water vapor on his face and said fiercely in his eyes, "your king Zhao teased me!"