son!

Zhang Fu's enthusiasm made Fang Xing unable to refuse, so he had to go to his mansion to take a look at his son first.

"Zhang Mao..."

Zhang Fu wished everyone could know that he had finally had a son's joy. If Fang Xing hadn't returned to Beijing, he would have been kept and drunk.

Fang Xing, who returned home, was welcomed by his wife and children, and even Huanhuan was led reluctantly by Ping An, and was greeted with an unhappy look on his face.

Tudou was very serious and said to Fang Xing that he was very hard-working, and he was very concise.

Ping'an held Huanhuan and said a few hard words, and Wuyou happily held Fang Xing's sleeve and asked questions.

Fang Xing answered his daughter's question while walking in with a smile.

The head of the family came back and everyone in the village was happy.

Take a bath, ask your sons about their homework and experiences, and then forcefully intimate with Huanhuan for a while, and finally you can worry-free.

Daughters are always loved by their fathers. Their mutterings seem to be the singing of birds. Their smiles are even warmer in their hearts than the winter sun.

"...Dad, the big worm doesn't like the little worm anymore and often dislikes it..."

"... My brother doesn't like to be clean, he often makes his face full of dust and smiles foolishly..."

The topic was trivial and scattered, but Fang Xing still listened very seriously.

Later, he and Huang Zhong were talking quietly in the study. Xiaodao and Fang Wu were standing outside, and no one could get close to listen.

Huang Zhong seemed to have gained weight again, but his temperament became more calm.

"The Duke of Ding was suppressed in Jinan, and there were people making trouble. The Duke of Ding didn't care about any reason and took all the people directly. Then he said that he was exiled overseas, which scared a lot of people."

"The family is very honest and stayed in the door. There was a little chaos in Shandong a while ago, and the family didn't move."

“How is the response of the tax system?”

Fang Xing asked casually, Huang Zhong was stunned and said with a strange expression: "It is indeed a good way to spread the word from Jinyiwei and the people from the East Factory. At first, someone stopped them. When those people lit up their identities, they took them directly, which scared many people, and they were all honest for a while."

"Zhenming Pao also promoted some tax system matters, which was a lot of controversy! Those people were happy, but if there was no movement for a few years, no matter how much joy or encouragement was, they would be cold."

Huang Zhong was obviously not optimistic about the prospects of the first tax system: "Boye, a cleanup and contribution and abolishing preferential treatment for gentry will last for more than ten years. The first tax system is adding fuel to the fire. I think it is not suitable for implementation within twenty years."

Fang Xing stroked a jade pendant, which Xiaobai bought for him with his private money.

The jade pendant is slightly iced, and the fingers are rubbing it with good feeling.

The sun was scorching outside the window, and the two basins of ice in the room were slowly melting.

Fang Xing suddenly nodded and said, "I'm a little distracted."

When Huang Zhong saw Fang Xing tired, he said, "Master, let's take a few days off first."

"It's okay, I just suffered from cold when I was in Jinan, and then I went north, but I ate a lot of things to drive away the cold, so it should be fine."

Fang Xing cheered up and said: "The first tax system is just a tool to clean up preferential treatment for gentry, but it will be implemented sooner or later. It will definitely be implemented, otherwise the problems of the Ming Dynasty will still be deeply rooted!"

Huang Zhong felt a little nervous. Knowing that Fang Xing and the Emperor were still under great pressure, he changed the subject and made him feel more relaxed.

"Brother, I'll report there. Mr. Bailian is fighting against a hundred. Luoyang paper is expensive!"

Huang Zhong found several reports to Fang Xing, and then explained the reactions of various classes of the Ming Dynasty.

"… Mr. Bailian said that since he has no virtue, he should use virtue to suppress others. Constraint means restraint. Don't turn constraints into something unique to Confucianism, but he is so shameless..."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "That old man is extremely troubled. He has nothing to do with the current Shilin. He is enemies of each other. Once I intervene and do not interfere, he will naturally curse the unhappiness of the past. Good things can at least make those things that were afraid of in the past public."

Huang Zhong said regretfully: "After several disputes, someone went to attack Mr. Bailian's house."

"What did you do?"

Fang Xing's voice was faint, but he had murderous intent.

"Throw things, stones, rotten eggs, shoes, etc...."

Huang Zhong shook his head slightly and said, "At first, Mr. Bailian said it was okay, and those things could not kill anyone, but later someone threw the feces... it was all on the door."

"Have you taken it?"

Fang Xing felt that this method was really disgusting, insulting, and unlucky.

"Take it."

Huang Zhong also despised this dirty behavior: "Duke Ding was furious and immediately searched the city, took all the scholars outside Jinan and sent them to the military camp for training. In just ten days, everyone almost shed a layer of skin, and then they all drove out of Jinan City."

As Fang Xing left, the atmosphere in Jinan City gradually eased. When he was looking for trouble at this time, he would be a dying person. Xu Jingchang naturally would not let him go easily.

If it weren't for the large-scale action, it would have caused chaos in Shandong, Xu Jingchang would probably have taken down all those scholars from other places and immigrated overseas.

Xu Jingchang was in Jinan with the name of a playboy, and suppressed all kinds of resistance and trouble. He received several praises from Zhu Zhanji and rewarded him with a lot of things.

The situation is gradually slowing down, and those people are staring at Jinan. As long as it does not spread, they will not resist.

It was in this atmosphere that I woke up.

...

Then there was a reception banquet, and it was held by the British Duke.

Everyone knows that Zhang Fuxi is getting a noble son, and he is almost crazy, so after getting the post, he naturally brings his family.

Fang Xing rested at home for a day, and the next day he took Zhang Shuhui and Wuyou to the Duke's Mansion.

The Duke of England's Mansion is the top residence in the capital. When he arrived outside the mansion, Xue Huamin was already waiting.

"Son-in-law, the Duke of the State is accompanying several martial honors in the mansion..."

Fang Xing held Wuyou, turned around and looked at the carriage, and said, "What are the taboos at home?"

Xue Huamin smiled and said, "There is no taboo, so my son-in-law can do whatever he wants."

The old lady has gone, and the Duke's mansion is more active at this moment.

"Go in by car with your mother."

Fang Xing leaned over and said.

Wuyou shook his head and said frowningly: "Dad, mother, they will talk about needlework, what else is this wife and that girl? It's so boring."

Fang Xing and Xue Huamin smiled at each other, and then said to the car: "Shuhui, take Wuyou to the front for your husband."

Zhang Shuhui's voice came from the car: "That girl disliked that following me to the backyard is no longer lively? Husband, are there any things to avoid in front of you?"

Fang Xing said, "Just a few martial experts, they are all from uncles, so there is no obstacle."

"This girl..."

Zhang Shuhui took the car in, but when she took Wuyou, she led her all the way to the study.

In the study, when they saw Fang Xing leading Wuyou in, everyone was happy.

Zhu Yong said with a smile: "Wuyou is coming to talk about state affairs with us?"

Wuyou saluted like a decent gift, and then said frankly: "Wuyou has seen all uncles."

Fang Xing said proudly: "Everyone, where are the gifts?"

Zhu Yong was stunned, then took out a jade pendant and muttered, "Fortunately, Brother Wenbi's family brought something, otherwise he would be shameless today."

Xue Lu, Meng Ying and others all smiled and took out some jade artifacts, but Wuyou didn't answer them, just hid behind Fang Xing.

Fang Xing coughed dryly and said, "It's all gifts from uncles, please accept them."

Wuyou then came out from behind to receive the gifts and thanked them one by one.

Zhang Fu called the maid, and then asked someone to take a lot of things and take Wuyou to play outside.

"How long will it take to stop the troops after this time?"
Chapter completed!