Chapter 2329

Lin Qun'an walked slowly over. The leading hundred officials took out a wooden box, and the two cooperated to put the blood clothes in.

The hundred household officials wrapped the wooden box with cloth and tied it on their chest. Then they arched their hands at the coming Fang Xing and said, "uncle, I'll go now."

Fang Xing arched his hand and said, "you should protect Lord Huo's clothes all the way. Even if you lose your life, you can't damage it. When you arrive in the capital, you can directly present it to your majesty."

The hundred household officials stood upright and said in a loud voice, "people are in clothes!"

"OK! Let's go now!"

Fang Xing's long memorials had been given to them, so under the attention of the people, the cavalry rode away.

"Didn't you deliver Guo hou to the capital?"

The crowd whispered, but Guo Hou looked like white paper.

He was looking at Fang Xing and the rumored cruel courtier.

Fang Xing walked slowly. Guo Hou couldn't help but step back until he was blocked by two sergeants.

"You... What do you want to do?"

Guo Hou was impassioned before, but now he was afraid of Fang Xing's cold eyes.

Fang woke up and frowned: "why drive wild dogs to bite Lord Huo?"

Guo Hou blinked and his fear grew.

With a straight face, he tried to add some momentum to himself and said, "that dog official used to offend me. I rebelled for at least half of him. The officials forced the people to rebel and had to rebel!"

"Half is Lord Huo and half is Benbo. No, it's your majesty. The faint king in your eyes, right?"

Fang Xing can't do useless work. Since Huo Yan's clothes have gone to Peiping, he is asking questions against the sun at the moment, but he wants to completely destroy the arrogance of those people.

Guo Hou nodded without hesitation. He felt that he had great courage and would leave his name in history books in the future.

"I will leave my name in history, and you will be ruined and remain infamous for thousands of years!"

At this time, Li Xiu came. He dismounted with a sweat and said, "xinghebo, you're ready."

Fang woke up and nodded, "that's right here. Put it up right away!"

Li Xiu answered and turned around to call someone.

Guo Hou stopped and said, "come on, come on if you have any means. If I blink..."

"Just what?"

Fang Xing asked coldly, then looked around for information, and finally pointed to an old man with children and said, "please come to the old man."

Someone whispered in the past. The old man was a little flustered, and then Wang he said in the past; "Come now, just tell the truth. Later, our family... This is your grandson. Look at the aura foot!"

Wang he learned some tricks with Fang Xing, and successfully resolved his concerns and tensions by praising the old man's grandson.

"I've seen uncle."

Nearly before and after the old man wanted to kneel. Fang woke up, held him and said, "Emperor Wen and the people today didn't let anyone kneel. What's Fang? Who has such qualifications? Stand up straight."

The people on the side felt comfortable as soon as they heard it, but the old man said with some fear: "you are uncle. You should kowtow when you see those big masters, otherwise..."

Fang Xing held him, smiled at the frightened child, looked at the officials nearby and said, "do you kowtow to them at your age? Are they not afraid of being hit by five thunders?"

The old man didn't dare to say. Fang woke up and looked at the officials and said, "if you want others to kneel, go home and let your wife and children kneel for you to see, so as to meet your dirty mind of being a man!"

Those officials were a little embarrassed and felt that Fang Xing was really a fool. He had to bump into the hidden rules. No wonder officials all over the world hated him.

Fang Xing held the old man in one hand, looked at everyone and said, "don't talk about Fang's posturing. It's also said that kneeling down is also true, but now a small official can humiliate and bully the people. What will its people be like in such a Ming Dynasty?"

The old man was held by Fang Xing and did not dare to struggle, but he was frightened and trembled all over.

"It's ok now. When I see the officials, I kneel. Those people have become submissive. They don't go out of the gate and don't step in the second gate. As long as there is food, they want to shrink at home. What's that? Pig!"

No one dares to refute, but many eyes are dissatisfied.

Being an official and being a master is the dream of those scholars. Maybe some still want to be loyal to the king and serve the country, but what do they think when they see the people kneeling in front of them?

Herdsman!

Herd pigs!

Fang Xing asked the child, "did you go to sociology?"

The child bowed his head and didn't dare to speak. The old man wondered, "uncle, Sociology... The sociologist is ill and no one is here."

Fang Xing said reluctantly, "since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, every generation of emperors have been studying. After his majesty ascended the throne, he has allocated money and food to all parts of the country many times, hoping that social studies can flourish again. But has social studies flourished?"

Boom, shit!

Most of the money and food of the social sciences were embezzled by their superiors and subordinates, and later many were killed. Those officials did not dare to be greedy openly, but it was inevitable to scrape oil secretly.

As for social studies, it's a signboard. Spend some money and food to hire a gentleman, and then recruit some children. It's a success every day.

Universal education is the current national policy. At least Zhu Zhanji and Fang Xing think it is the national policy.

But at present, it seems not optimistic. On the contrary, science has a good momentum among the people, almost spontaneously growing up savagely.

Li Xiu said awkwardly, "xinghebo, the salary of social studies is low. It's hard to find a gentleman!"

Fang woke up, looked at the scholars and said, "why is it hard to find? The scholars all over the world are sitting at home eating and waiting to die. Why is it hard to find sir?"

This is mean and vicious. Someone can't help saying, "Xing Hebo, I'll study at home!"

"What have you read? There is a golden house in the book, and there is a face like jade in the book? Then you have no strength to bind chickens, and you don't know anything about people's livelihood. What have you read? Shit!"

Fang Xing was furious: "after clearing the farmland, you said there was no way to live, but is teaching and educating people a way to live? Why don't you do it? Who will tell Ben Bo, why don't you do it!?"

The crowd is silent, which is the rolling of the strong, from the rolling of status and fame.

People will naturally think about the details. Compared with scholars, they are certainly more willing to believe that they have made potatoes and science.

So these scholars are really eating and waiting to die?

But they are Wenqu stars!

Then science began to emerge.

But the scholars could not bear such accusations. Someone boldly shouted, "we serve the king and can share your worries only after a pilot test..."

Fang Xing pointed to Guo Hou and asked, "do you share your worries like him? Or do you just want to collect the investment every day."

"But we are the foundation of Daming!"

Someone muttered, but he was not confident enough.

People also shouted, "science can teach children! It's smart, not stupid!"

"That's right! My eldest son learned science and learned a lot. Last time the eldest master came to the village and said to dig the canal, my son read the drawing, then wrote and drew, and said to dig more. The eldest master didn't believe it, so he scolded him. After the canal was repaired, he really said to my son that he dug more than half..."

A middle-aged man happily talked about his son's proud past. Many people around him were envious, and some began to talk about the benefits of science.

For a time, Guo Hou had been forgotten, and everyone said without feeling.

"This is his ultimate goal!"

Wang Yuan and several old Confucians stood together and sighed in a low voice.

"The man is far sighted. Huo Yan's death has become a benefit of science. No one can make the rudder by the wind!"

"I can't fight him!"

An old Confucian shook his head and said, "he has force, and the old man of science has read it. Although it is a miscellaneous school, it has some merits at least."

"He's only in his thirties and has reached this point. What will happen ten years later? Who can be our generation?"

Wang Yuan's eyes were full of chagrin. He hated that he had made a wrong note that year. That Wen Fang was too reckless and finally pulled Zhang Mao down the abyss together.

If only bet on Zhang Mao!

He looked at Fang Xing, who raised his hand to make everyone quiet, and said, "this man has both literature and martial arts and has made great achievements in war. If he subdues the resistance of the gentry this time, I'm afraid no one can control him anymore."

Depression enveloped them. An old Confucian sighed, "if you had known he was such a person, you should have mobilized the gentry and officials in the south to drive him down at least to make your majesty hate him."

Fang woke up and said loudly, "the land tax is Daming's. When did it become gentry's?"

Wang Yuan felt rude when he heard this, but he could only say with a bitter smile: "this is rough, but it points to the key. Those taxes are really in the court..."

The atmosphere gradually rose, and with the arrival of a group of craftsmen, it became lively immediately.

The craftsmen brought a lot of materials and soon set up a temporary platform.

This is the place of execution!