"Jin Youzi went to the capital."

Fang Xing is resting. He goes to the construction site every day and then comes back to rest.

Such a supervisor is naturally unqualified. As a representative of the emperor, Cao Fei turned a blind eye.

The flowers and trees in the yard are a little more green, and the branches and spores are tender, which people can't bear to touch.

A white fat hand pinched the spore, and then squeezed it hard.

Cao feisong opened his hand and saw that the spores were crushed. Only then was he satisfied to see the green juice smeared on his hand.

He turned slowly under the tree, put his hand behind him, and rubbed his fingers slowly.

Under the big tree is a recliner, and beside it is a small table.

Lying in the recliner, Fang woke up, and there was a pot of hot tea on the small table.

Fang Xing's attitude towards him is neither hot nor cold, but he doesn't taboo topics.

"The people in the East Hall saw the letter while the messenger rested in the post station and copied it to our family. Does Xinghe Boke want to see it?"

Fang Xing didn't open his eyes, but shook his head slightly.

Cao Fei felt that Fang Xing was somewhat demoralized, so he said, "Jin Youzi sent five letters at once, one for each of the associate political scholars, and some of them were friends."

Seeing that Fang Xing didn't even lift his eyes, Cao Fei was angry, but he had to continue.

"The five letters are much the same. Jin Youzi is worried about the future of Confucianism in his letter. He thinks that today's Confucianism and Confucianism are too retreat. Compared with science, one is sunny and white, the other is xialiba. It's not a good thing that he is high and quiet."

"Psycho's high and low!"

Fang Xing finally opened his eyes. He reached out to pick up the teapot, took a drink from the mouth of the teapot, and then lay down heavily.

With a comfortable sigh, he said, "what the people want is knowledge that can improve their living ability, not nonsense, not nonsense poetry and articles. Jin Youzi can see through this, but he is only one person, but Confucianism is thousands of people. Does he want to use the mantis arm as a cart?"

Fang Xing suddenly smiled and sighed.

"I thought about Yang Rong, but he was attached to the official position of Shoufu and refused to take the risk to take the lead. I thought about Yang Shiqi, but Lao Yang was old-fashioned. He never thought there was anything to improve Confucianism. He wished he could make every word count."

Fang Xing smiled and shook his head: "who else has that prestige? If Huang Huai's body does this, it may not live for a few years. As for Yang Pu, it's a deep city, but it's not deep enough. Of course, he won't be a head bird."

He slowly moved his body up, held the teapot in his hand to keep warm, and sighed slightly: "Jin Youzi is a fool! I was wrong about him in the past."

In the past, he and Jin Youzi did not like each other, and there were many fights in the court hall.

Cao Fei said coldly, "we don't care about things between you, but your majesty asked us to see the limelight. We'll leave later."

"All the way south?"

"Yes."

They were silent for a while. Fang Xing said, "don't care about this. Your majesty is too concerned about other people's opinions, so these people dare to take the crown prince as a chip."

Cao Fei lowered his head slightly. "You underestimated those people."

Fang Xing said helplessly, "this is to worry about the enemies everywhere in the future, isn't it?"

Cao Fei nodded and said, "if so, the prince's life is more difficult than that of his majesty, and..."

He looked at Fang and woke up. Seeing that he closed his eyes again, he said, "our family is old. We haven't been living for a long time. We'll say some rebellious words."

"Your Majesty can't hear what you say, no matter how treacherous it is."

Until now, Fang Xing still lazily closed his eyes.

Cao Fei was so angry that he pointed to him and said, "you don't think about it. When the future prince will ascend the throne, he found that the situation between kings and officials is like water and fire. How can Daming maintain it?"

Fang Xing was still indifferent. Cao Fei was so angry that he grabbed the teapot in his hand. When he was about to fall, he was stunned.

"You..."

Cao Fei suddenly realized, "are you eager?"

Fang Xing sighed, "why do you care so much as an internal waiter? Aren't you afraid of being cut off for being a politician?"

Cao Fei sneered and said, "our family has long died. But you Xinghe Bo are even more dead."

He threw the teapot on the side, banged, and a knife came in. When he saw it, he was ready to rush over.

Fang Xing waved his hand slightly.

Cao Fei, who didn't know that the knife came in and out, was still furious.

He pointed to Fang Xing and scolded, "well, you xinghebo, this is for your science. You sold your majesty to those people. Can you live up to your Majesty's trust? Can you live up to the love of Emperor Wen and Emperor Ren?"

Fang Xing still ignored him.

With a sigh, Cao Fei received his anger and said, "but does your majesty know the whole process? Xinghebo, why does your majesty want to open his eyes for science?"

Fang Xing neither admitted nor denied, "people who care about Daming and those who understand science will open their eyes to science."

There was a lot of flavor in this remark, but Cao Fei tasted it.

He sighed, then went to the tree and stood, looking at the spores that had been crushed by himself, looking melancholy.

"What's the use?"

Cao Fei had a profound understanding of human nature and people's hearts all his life in the palace.

"If people don't do it for themselves, heaven will kill everyone, whether it's Yang Rong or Yan Dajian, including Chen mo. the first thing they want to think about is their own benefits, followed by state affairs, xinghebo. How weak are your majesty and your forces!"

Fang Xing sat up straight for the first time. He looked at the broken teapot and said with regret: "it's a good pot. It's a pity."

Cao Fei heard some meaning and urged, "if you can make our family feel at ease, even if we go south to copy the house, we will copy you a good teapot."

Fang woke up and stretched out his hand. Cao Fei was stunned, and then scolded, "stingy!"

After scolding, he still stretched out his hand and clapped hands with Fang Xing as an oath.

Fang woke up and said slowly, "if Daming wants to prosper for a long time, science can't be suppressed. It needs to form a consensus, including you. Do you know this truth?"

Cao Fei turned his eyes and said, "we know a fart! Say it quickly."

Fang Xing smiled: "from the beginning of the privileges of the driven gentry to the preparation of moving honors and relatives, all of them are laying out the layout for the future of science, but there are not many things that can be seen through."

"You're not smart enough, so be careful when you go south. Don't be deceived."

Fang Xing didn't forget to tease Cao Fei. "The gentry have no privileges. What do they do for a living? No one was willing to teach students in sociology before, but now? Now you go and have a look. The number of students in sociology everywhere has long been full, and countless gentry are waiting to sign up!"

"What does this have to do with science?"

Cao Fei was still puzzled, but his attitude was much better.

"How many gentry can make money in business?"

Fang Xing said proudly, "it's not impossible to sit and eat in the sky, but how many families can be so calm? What about the remaining gentry? The court doesn't care about their food, so we have to find a way out."

"What do you want to say?"

Fang Xing said with a smile: "the scale of the Academy was expanded. At that time, many Confucian teachers were recruited, and there was a great demand for science teachers everywhere. The gentry had a knowledge foundation. If they went to explain some primary teaching materials, they would certainly be competent..."

Cao Fei said in surprise, "is this forcing them?"

Fang Xing sneered, "do you have to talk about a means?"

Cao Fei sighed in his heart: "we can't do this long-term means. We don't understand it, but your majesty can see it. It can be seen that it's a rare Mingjun."

"What about the knights?"

"Xun Qi?"

Fang Xing said, "Xun Qi knows that the future is bad and must find a way to live. Martial arts is the biggest way out, but what is taught in martial arts?"

Cao Fei shook his head and was covered with fog.

Fang Xing said, "most of the courses in martial arts are closely related to science, physical chemistry is a compulsory course, and there is geographical thought. That is a variant of the Academy of knowledge and practice, do you understand?"

Fang woke up and said, "if there were no such layout, how could your majesty tell us about the Prince now?"

Cao Fei is stupid.

"We have seen countless intrigues in the palace, but in front of these layouts, we... Ah!"

Fang Xing said faintly, "is it good to be orthodox or to have a full meal?"