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"Meng Ying regrets it."
Zhang Fu came to Fang's house and talked about Meng Ying's situation calmly.
"He is in charge of the Commander-in-Chief of the Fifth Army and should have been His Majesty's confidant, but he was hesitant on this matter and committed a big taboo. Jin Zhong was very happy. He dared to drink in the Ministry of War at noon and shouted that he deserved it. , short-sighted people are not enough to handle big things."
A hint of bitterness appeared on Zhang Fu's face, "His Majesty has been dissatisfied with Wu Xun for a long time. He wanted Wu Xun to form a balance with the civil servants, but"
"But you think that the world will definitely be dominated by civil servants in the future, so you unknowingly softened your position!"
Fang Xing felt that Zhang Fu had really misjudged Zhu Di, and even more so, Zhu Gaochi.
"The prince will not treat Wu Xun like your majesty. If you are soft first, then it will be a God-given opportunity. If they don't suppress you, who will they suppress?"
Fang Xing said: "Gentle and elegant, brother, do you think this is a warrior? In my heart, a warrior should be heroic. Even a military general who is full of tricks should be vigorous and resolute, rather than gentle and elegant. That is envy of a scholar!"
The integration of civil and military forces is just a dream, and most likely it will be a nightmare!
"As long as the military begins to move closer to the civil servants, there will be no hope of turning over in the future!"
Zhang Fu said helplessly: "But a martial artist cannot do without learning, right? If you want to learn something, what else can you do besides Confucianism?"
have to! This guy forgot about science in an instant.
But this is normal. Many people in the DPRK were quite disgusted with science at first, but now, they have forgotten about science.
Fang Xing felt that this was success. In his plan, the academy was only the leader, and the more important ones were the self-learners.
"This is how honors are passed down from generation to generation. Who knows whether the next generation will be good or bad? If there is no future and no power in the hands, then it will be an empty title, not as good as a fifth-grade official."
"So learning Confucianism and changing family traditions is just a precautionary measure for everyone."
"The King of Chu has such a thin waist, so many people in the palace will starve to death! Hey!"
Fang Xing said cheerfully: "I think everyone is staring at Your Majesty. Your Majesty prints a batch of Confucian books every few years, so everyone is flocking to it. After all, Your Majesty is old! We have to look at the prince later." "
These heartbreaking words, Zhang Fu did not refute and acquiesced.
"Emperor and courtier, Zhu Di is in his early sixties. In this era when life expectancy is generally short, he is almost the longevity star.
But the longevity star will eventually return to dust, but the next generation of kings loves Confucianism and civil servants.
The martial artists were anxious, from the inside out, so whether they understood it or not, everyone held a book in their hands, and it was quite a spectacle to watch it all day long.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside, followed by Nanny Qin shouting: "Young master, run slower!"
The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and Zhang Fu said with a soft face: "Is it a potato? The boy is quite wild! Okay!"
Fang Xing smiled and said: "This kid has strong legs and feet. When other people's children are still stumbling around, he can toss around the yard."
The two of them walked out of the study and stood outside the door looking at Tudou who was going away. Zhang Fusheng had a feeling of despair and said a little discouraged: "I have been fighting for my brother for many years and there is no one in the family who can inherit the title. Who is this for in the end?" "
"It will happen, brother, believe me, you will have a son."
The two wandered to the inner courtyard and happened to see Tudou and Ping An fishing beside the large tank in the yard.
"Brother, can you have lunch at home?"
With Tudou and a title at home, Zhang Shuhui's attitude towards Zhang Fu became more and more casual.
Zhang Fu looked at Tudou and Ping An and said casually: "Okay, the weather is cold, just make a hot pot."
And Xiao Dao happened to be at Du's house at this time.
Du Hailin didn¡¯t leave the stall today. The whole family was waiting for Xiaodao and Chunmei to come back.
The gifts presented by Xiao Dao were all practical, especially a set of hardcover science books, which made Du Shang a little jealous, but he was intimidated by Du Hailin's presence and did not dare to ask for them.
Chunmei¡¯s pretty face was red and she looked very good, so Feng took her to the bedroom to talk.
"How does my uncle treat you? How do Uncle Xinghe's family treat you?"
Ms. Feng held her daughter¡¯s hand and wanted to ask a lot, but these two sentences finally came out.
Chunmei lowered her head shyly and said, "Okay, Uncle Xinghe's family is also easy-going. My wife often asks me to come in and talk about miscellaneous things, just like the housekeeper does."
Feng¡¯s eyesWith a flash of light, he asked, "Who is in charge of the family's money?"
Women don¡¯t care about money, they are just servants and child-bearing machines!
Chunmei said: "Mom, Xiao Dao gave me the key the next day. Many boxes were obtained from his battles. I have to sort out the records one by one when I get back."
"That's good, mom is relieved."
The mother-in-law cannot ask her son-in-law how much money his family has, that would be too philistine.
"Can Mr. Xinghe be harmonious?"
"Kind and smiling, oh mother, my uncle said that he would invite our family to have a casual meal at Fang's house tomorrow. He also said that it was a visit between relatives, so there is no need to go if we are giving gifts."
"Hey! This you have to talk to your father about this. This is Xinghe Bo's invitation!"
Feng became anxious when she heard this. She left Chunmei in the bedroom and went to find Du Hailin.
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Zhang Fu started reading behind closed doors again, and he didn¡¯t know what kind of book he was reading.
"The eldest brother still wants to change his family, but there is no heir in the family. Your second brother and third brother are both a little tempted, and they probably want to have a son."
Fang Xing took off his clothes and got on the bed, hugged Zhang Shuhui and told him about Zhang Fu¡¯s situation.
Zhang Shuhui said quietly: "The eldest brother is a British Duke with great military exploits. If he has another powerful son, I am afraid that the British Duke's title will not be preserved."
"Don't think too much. The rules of the Ming Dynasty are to gather the garrison from all over the country to fight. When they return, the garrison will be rebuilt. The generals will be taken back to their own places and will not give them the opportunity to take over. So you are a bit crazy."
When she got up the next day, Zhang Shuhui grabbed Xiaobai and went to prepare to welcome Chunmei's family, but Fang Xing went to the workshop on his own.
Zhu Gui was already waiting with the craftsmen. When he saw Fang waking up, he took him to the scene nearby.
On one side of the military camp, about one kilometer of railway tracks had been laid on the ground. When Fang Xing saw this, he said happily: "But it's done?"
Zhu Fang said with rare pride: "Master, just wait and see."
When Zhu Fang turned around, he asked someone to bring a carriage.
Fang Xing squatted on the edge of the railway track, stretched out his hand to touch the sleepers, then stepped on the gravel below, and couldn't help but look up at the sky.
This is the first step, there will be many more steps in the future, step by step, firmly and never stop.
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Fang Xing seemed very relaxed when he returned home. When Du Hailin and his family arrived, he was smiling and talking at the wine table, looking very cordial.
So when Du Hailin returned home, while his wife and son were marveling at Fang Xing's delicious food, he praised Fang Xing's easy-goingness, which was indeed an example for the Ming Dynasty's ancestors.
And Zhu Di was having a headache about martial arts, and Fang Xing's memorial gave him a punching bag.
"If that Shuzi talks so boldly, I will definitely let him stay behind closed doors for a year!"
Zhu Di then called a group of civil and military officials, and everyone went to Jubao Mountain Guard in a mighty manner. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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