Yang Shiqi's return to his hometown is extremely slow. Every time he goes to a place, he must stay for a day or two, and then preach the current situation of Confucianism and Confucianism, as well as the necessity of innovation.

Because his journey was slow, many people were waiting in advance before he reached the next place.

There are even brave people who take advantage of the lax inspection of road guidance by the patrol inspection department.

The more you go south, the greater the impact Yang Shiqi will bring. The gentry were gathering together and began to carry out various discussions according to his words.

The atmosphere was so warm that some officials played a memorial on the road, worried that Yang Shiqi would cause some unpredictable things along the way.

But Zhu Zhanji scoffed at this.

"Speak loudly and shout loudly, but few are willing to do. Most people are following the coax."

Zhu Zhanji said, "it doesn't matter. Recently, thousands of martial arts institutes have been established. Can you go and see them?"

"No."

Fang Xing said, "the potatoes are inside. If I go, I'm afraid there will be some waves."

Zhu Zhanji glanced at him with a slight movement in his heart: "then why don't you stay."

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "thousands of martial arts families are not the first array. If you have to retreat in the face of war, Tudou will never have the courage to face the battlefield in this life."

Zhu Zhanji asked, "the battlefield was dangerous. I was almost attacked by Warsaw people... If it weren't for you, I would be dangerous."

They both remembered the scene when they first participated in the northern expedition, and the warm pavilion was quiet for a moment.

Zhu Zhanji was still young after all. He immediately came out of his memory and said, "look at the snow this year and the road. If it's good, start in spring."

Fang Xing didn't ask specific questions. He nodded and said, "according to the itinerary, the coalition forces will arrive in yilibaoli before our army, or even more than half a year ahead of schedule. However, we're not in a hurry. If they can't wait, attack the hard city. It's not a matter to give up Hami City when necessary."

Zhu Zhanji agreed: "Hami Wei is just a point. If the coalition takes it, take it."

This is his statement. Fang Xing has a bottom in his heart.

Later, he went to the Wenhua hall to teach.

After the routine teaching, corn didn't leave, but asked questions.

"Sir, can we not fight?"

His dark eyes were full of sincerity, but Fang woke up and shook his head and said, "you should remember that the war will never end, just the size."

The face was full of disappointment. "Sir, how can we win them?"

The child is still ignorant, but there is no lack of initiative.

Fang Xing whispered, "press it down!"

"Press down?"

"Yes."

"How?"

Fang woke up and looked at his eyes full of thirst for knowledge. He couldn't help touching his head and said, "the powerful Daming will press down the unknown threats through various means and press down those opponents as long as there is a chance."

Corn was like a curious baby and asked, "what if they don't obey?"

"Er!"

Fang Xing resisted the idea of pinching his face, but his hands were stretched out. He really stared at the side and coughed hard.

This is the prince, not your child!

Fang woke up and looked at her, then said, "if they are not obedient, Daming can clean them up from all aspects, such as isolating them. The world is big, and our strength is enough to make them a desert island."

"Desert island..."

Corn was suddenly excited and said, "Sir, did you say that desert island? That man is really fun on the island."

"That's desperate survival!"

Fang Xing didn't know what was going on in the child's brain circuit, but he used more patience to circle the topic back with corn.

"Remember, in addition to managing Daming, the emperor's more important duty is to find the enemies of Daming, find them as soon as possible, and defeat them when they are still in the bud."

Corn looked silly and cute.

Fang Xing said with a smile, "I just feel that Daming is threatened and may be bullied in the future. Then start early, okay?"

……

"He is still young. These words are of little use. He will forget them in a few years."

Zhu Zhanji was free today, so he attended a class outside.

He felt that some explanations after class were useless.

They walked in the palace. Fang Xing was a little behind.

He looked at the back of the emperor in front of him and felt that his state of mind at the moment was largely contradictory.

Prince, don't grow up too fast. At least when the emperor's body and spirit are still at the peak, what you need is to learn silently and don't be too sharp.

But how big is the corn?

But Zhu Zhanji still confided his subconscious things in front of Fang Xing.

He probably noticed it too. He was very embarrassed.

"What you taught you, I won't interfere."

Fang woke up and said with a smile, "there are many things to say. As for the future... We will eventually grow old. I hope you can retire before you grow old..."

Zhu Zhanji was silent.

The eunuchs who followed didn't dare to follow too closely, otherwise after hearing this, they could go back and find a rope to kill themselves.

Fang Xing didn't think it was a great evil. In the past, he said it more directly than this.

"Do you think there will be another 30 years? 30 years is enough to stabilize Daming and set the direction for the future."

Zhu Zhanji suddenly asked, "what will happen in the future?"

He said faintly: "power fascinates people. When I dream back in the middle of the night, I often feel that I should live forever, and then rule Daming forever."

He smiled: "I also know this is wishful thinking. But countless emperors have such wishful thinking. They and I want to sit there for a long time and look down on the world. The most important thing is to hold the fate of thousands of people, which makes people never tired."

"I know."

Fang Xing certainly knows this feeling.

"When I led the army for the first time, I only felt that my life was worth it. When I was about to fight, I was even more excited. I felt that it was the peak of my life... At that time, I thought it best to spend my whole life in the war until I died in the last war at the hands of the last enemy."

Later, Fang woke up and was intercepted before he left the palace.

"Xing He Bo, my mother can't eat anything recently. The imperial doctor prescribed medicine, but my mother doesn't want to eat..."

When he arrived at ningshou palace, Xiao Hei greeted him.

Fang Xing knew that he was not a royal doctor, and that the Empress Dowager would not come to see him.

So when he saw Wan Wan, he couldn't help laughing.

"The princess seems to be recovering well."

Xiao hei and Xiao Fang were fighting on the side, and Wan Wan stood on the side to argue, looking relaxed.

Seeing Fang wake up, Wan Wan's face blushed more, and then walked to the side of the Empress Dowager and bowed her head slightly.

The Empress Dowager said with a smile: "I heard that there will be another western expedition this time. If it is a western expedition, who will teach the prince?"

Fang Xing didn't expect that it was this problem, but he knew the procedure, so he said, "empress, after the army went out, the important ministers left will assist his highness in supervising the country. As for learning, Lord Du is still there."

The Empress Dowager took a look at Wan Wan and said with a light smile, "Duan Duan should also come. She's afraid of the naughtiness of children. Wan Wan, go and have a look."

Wan Wanfu went out and stood there with his eyes open.

"Wan Wan is in a better mood recently, but it makes the palace feel less fresh. What does Xinghe Bo think?"

Fang Xing said, "madam, this is still a problem caused by loneliness."

The Empress Dowager's eyes were calm and said, "it's lonely, but who can accompany her? Children? It's good, but after all... The palace is old."

Fang Xing bowed his head and said, "Princess Chunliang, no one dares to bully her."

The Empress Dowager looked at him and sighed, "just go."

Fang woke up, turned around, and then turned back and said, "madam, if you have a bad appetite, you'd better walk more. Walking for less than half an hour every morning is very good for your body."

The Empress Dowager nodded, "you have a heart."

Fang woke up and bowed his hands silently. After pondering for a while, he said, "madam, it will be fine."

He hesitated for a moment, and then said seriously, "it will be fine."