Chapter 156 Someone Says You Plagiarized

Ever since Yuan Jiang was killed, Ji Gang was as careful as a gopher, collecting information about his enemies carefully every day.

Recently, Ji Gang's office has been moved to a small courtyard further inside. If outsiders want to break in, they will first have to face multiple attacks.

In some dimly lit rooms, the picture of galloping horses on the wall also looked a bit depressed.

Ji Gang threw the notebook in his hand on the table, his brows wrinkled into the word Chuan.

"How did that Fang Xing get Yao Guangxiao's favor?"

Since Yuan Jiang's death, part of his affairs at hand have been transferred to Zhuang Jing, so he was in a very good mood, and laughed when he heard the words: "My lord, it's just for the sake of the grandson, otherwise he Why don't you go alone?"

Seeing that Ji Gang's expression was still a bit serious, Zhuang Jing stepped forward and said, "My lord, that Fang Xing has never been an official, why should you treat him differently?"

Ji Gang thought of the way the crown prince and grandson looked at him, and his teeth trembled a little. He settled down and said, "If the crown prince succeeds, there will be no place for you and me to die!"

Zhuang Jing opened his mouth, wondering what this matter had to do with Fang Xing.

Ji Gang clutched his forehead, feeling that his cronies lacked the kind of talent to understand Jin.

Thinking of Xie Jin, Ji Gang's eyes were deep, and he sneered: "That Fang Xing, like Xie Jin, is a general who protects the prince and grandson. If we don't get rid of them, will we just wait to die?"

Zhuang Jing didn't want to die, so he said viciously: "My lord, why don't you send someone to kill him!"

"idiot!"

Ji Gang turned his eyes to the sky, trembling with anger.

"That Fang Xing is the emperor's grandson's teacher. If you kill him, will the emperor's grandson not investigate? How do you and I compare to the emperor's grandson in front of His Majesty?"

Although Zhuang Jing said very eloquently that Jinling City was ruled by Jinyiwei, he didn't dare to talk nonsense on this topic.

"If the emperor's grandson is furious, you and I will have to work hard! Do you understand?"

Zhuang Jing said dumbfounded: "My lord, with the grandson of the emperor, you can't let His Majesty attack us?"

Ji Gang was really pissed off by this guy, he waved his hand and said, "I would rather be executed by His Majesty!"

Are you kidding me?

If Zhu Di executes Ji Gang, his family may survive, but if it is Zhu Zhanji's turn to take over, the consequences will be much more tragic.

so……

"So the prince must not be allowed to take over!"

...

In Fangjiazhuang, the weather was clear but not too hot, so Fang Xing took out two small kites and asked Zhang Shuhui and Xiao Bai to fly them outside.

Wanwan also clamored to go, so the four women, two big, two small, went outside chattering.

After the people left, Fang Xing went to the front yard.

Zhu Fang has been a little free recently, and when she saw Fang waking up, she hurriedly wanted to find an errand.

"Master, I have nothing to do this day, I feel so panicked!"

Fang Xing looked at the flintlock device clamped on the vise, and tried it casually, but a small spark was shot out, which startled him.

"nice!"

This kind of spark can definitely ignite the gunpowder. Fang Xing picked up a musket, looked at the medicine pool on the side, and couldn't help but praise: "It's very good. If it's on the side, even if the weather is not good, I estimate the ignition rate." It's still guaranteed."

Zhu Fang rubbed her big hands beside her and said with a smile, "Master, I also tried the rifling you mentioned."

Fang Xing said in horror, "Oh! Where is it?"

Zhu Fang bent down and took out a gun barrel from below, and handed it to Fang Xing.

"Master, this is done with a hook, it took too long."

Fang Xing pointed the barrel of the gun at the bright place, and then looked at the yin and yang curves inside, feeling itchy.

Seeing the excitement on Fang Xing's face, Zhu Fang couldn't help but mention the shortcomings: "Master, it's very difficult to reload this kind of barrel."

Fang Xing looked at the negative lines, and sighed: "Made! If the caliber of the lead bullet is not too large, the airtightness cannot be guaranteed at all!"

But with a musket in front of him, and it was a flintlock musket, Fang Xing was already content.

"Let's take your time, you continue to study this rifled musket, and I will give you whatever you need!"

Fang Xing was also furious, thinking that he had no shortage of tools, but only time.

Shocked by the craftsmen of Ming Dynasty, Fang Xing waved his hand and added two taels of silver to Zhu Fang every month.

"Husband, what outstanding things did Zhu Fang do?"

As the wife in charge of the house, Zhang Shuhui must take care of every money in and out.

Fang Xing recalled the ingenuity of the ignition device, and praised: "Actually, I only increase two taels of silver every month, and I think it's too little. He built this thing, and those who know the goods can beat their heads!"

Zhang Shuhui just gave up, and thoughtfully let Zhu Fang's wife go home.

The flintlock is in the middle, the infantry on both wings is protected, and the cavalry behind is ready to attack at any time. This kind of scene is spectacular!

The overwhelming team can't see the side at a glance, and the whistle or drums command the team to move forward in unison.

"Tsk tsk!"

Fang Xing felt that his mouth was drooling.

"Master, Jia Quan asks to see you."

Fang Xing wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, and hurried to the front yard.

Seeing Jia Quan, Fang Xing was about to ask Zhu Zhanji why he didn't come today, but Jia Quan told him the bad news with a serious face.

"Mr. Fang, someone said you plagiarized!"

"Plagiarism? What am I plagiarizing?"

Fang Xing was a little dazed, he felt that he didn't write poems, and he didn't publish books, so where did this f*cking come from?

Jia Quan shook his head and said: "I just received the news, and I haven't told His Highness yet. It is said that a great Confucian named Hong Bingzheng said that your arithmetic is plagiarized from his draft."

"arithmetic?"

Fang woke up and stopped being angry, just sneered: "Where is that great Confucian?"

Jia Quan shrank his neck and said, "I heard that he is on his way to Beijing, so he probably wants to confront him face to face."

This is a slap in the face!

"Jia Quan, do you have information about that Hong Bingzheng? For example, what he is good at."

Jia Quan said embarrassingly: "Not yet. After receiving the news, I have already sent my brothers to investigate, but it will take some time."

Fang Xing threw a pair of gloves to Jia Quan, and said, "Then I want to see what kind of face my Great Confucian of Ming Dynasty has!"

When Zhu Zhanji came, Fang Xing had already regained his composure, and was teaching Wanwan to fish by the pool in the backyard.

"Brother Dehua, my father said about this, peace is the most important thing."

Fang Xing handed the fishing rod to Liang Zhong who was protecting Wanwan, then clapped his hands and said, "I won't do it!"

"Brother Dehua, I heard that Hong Bingzheng has a group of friends and students. If the two sides conflict, I'm afraid you will suffer."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Do you also think that my arithmetic was stolen?"

Zhu Zhanji hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, absolutely not! Brother Dehua, you are not only amazing in arithmetic, but also benefited me a lot in other aspects. This is not knowledge that can be stolen by stealing a teacher." ( To be continued.)