It's not a good idea to go to war in winter, but the journey from the capital to Hami is far away, ranging from four or five months to more than half a year.

In the martial arts school, the establishment of thousands of households is full. Those students who want to sign up but can't bring a lawsuit to the imperial court, but they can still only accept the outcome of staying in the martial arts school.

Shang Hui is very satisfied. As a count who has not been on the battlefield and is backward in martial arts, he looks forward to re demonstrating his dead father's martial courage and loyalty on the battlefield.

After daily practice, many students get holidays and go home for a few days.

Tudou just asked for leave. Seeing that Shang Hui was waiting for him, he asked, "but something?"

Shang Hui looked around and asked in a low voice, "the striker is xinghebo. Can we go with him?"

Tudou shook his head. "Everything about martial arts should obey your Majesty's will."

He arched his hands and left, feeling rather disapproval of Shang Hui.

And this disapproval dissipated when I got home.

In the inner courtyard, three women and worry free are helping Fang Xing pack up, but they don't look worried.

The awakening worship of each other made them never consider the possibility of failure.

"Your father is in the front yard study."

Zhang Shuhui is not worried about her husband, but about her son. But at the moment, she couldn't show her worry, so as not to affect Fang Xing who was about to go on the expedition.

"I'm going back."

Mingxin's eyes are more peaceful and quiet.

"Some eminent monks look like. Why, do you want to develop in Jinling?"

Fang Xing did not feel nervous before the expedition and was very relaxed.

Mingxin calmly said, "I've been practicing piously in recent years, and I'm conscious of some spiritual awareness. I'm Xinghe Bo. Take care of this trip."

Fang woke up and said, "you have a good trip, too. I hope we can drink tea and visit the lake next time I go to Jinling."

Nod your head and leave.

Fang Xing sent him out, but he saw Yang Rong.

After welcoming people in, potatoes came out of the back house and took on the reception.

Fang Xing took the cup from his hand and asked, "how many days have you taken off?"

Tudou put another cup of tea on Yang Rong's side and said, "martial arts father is about to go to war. Martial arts will follow his majesty later. Father and son are in the army. It's a good story, so he gave a five-day holiday."

Fang woke up with more love in his eyes, and then asked Yang Rong, "is it a private matter for Lord yang to come to Fang?"

Yang Rong glanced at the potatoes. Seeing that Fang woke up and didn't want him to leave, he said, "Shiqi's side..."

That's direct.

Fang Xing said: "Mr. Fang has said many times that it is a mule or a horse that will be pulled out to slip, rather than just talking and not practicing. Moreover, the war is imminent, whether it is to innovate Confucianism or improve Confucianism, we should obey the overall situation. Otherwise, even if your majesty is not in the capital, there will be people who can make decisions in the capital. When Mr. Fang comes back, Lord Yang, there will be no Confucianism at that time."

Yang Rong said with an iron blue face: "if I stay, I will naturally stare at these."

Fang Xing's eyes were full of murders. "Fang knows that in the eyes of many people, the national war is just fun and has nothing to do with their money. Many people are eager to change their masters. These people are disorderly officials and thieves. Once they are launched, the western expedition army will kill all these people even if it stops fighting and returns to the division! Clan punishment!"

Yang Rong knew that Fang Xing's words were true. Those people did not have the concept of a country. It was not a matter for them to change rulers.

"I know."

The irrefutable depression made Yang Rong want to vomit blood.

But after Fang woke up and promised not to be bad, he could go back and hold down the blood boiling guys.

Ma Su didn't come back. He wrote a memorial and asked the emperor fiercely to reduce the grain tax in Susong area, and gave an example to illustrate the suffering of the people in Susong area under the condition of such high grain tax.

It is an exaggeration to say that Su Song taxes half the world, but the production of that land of fish and rice used to be the granary of the Ming Dynasty.

Ma Su has been in office for a long time. He must have analyzed the advantages and disadvantages of making suggestions at this time.

But Su Song's high tax was set by Emperor Taizu Gao. First, the place was fertile. Second, Su Song and other areas supported Zhang Shicheng in those years, which was revenge.

The emperor won't promise, will he?

But the emperor did not hesitate, immediately agreed, and reduced the grain tax owed by Susong area over the years.

That's a grain tax of tens of millions of stones!

But the emperor agreed without blinking.

What's the meaning of this?

Since the emperor had long planned, why didn't he take the initiative to put forward it, but let masu win fame and capital?

Then the emperor issued a decree to allow private people to set up scientific academies or private schools in all parts of the Ming Dynasty. Local governments should not obstruct or make difficulties, otherwise they will be dealt with severely!

As soon as this will came out, it immediately caused an uproar.

Countless people are crazy asking why!

The news was spread quickly, and madness was spreading.

This is a decisive blow!

This represents the emperor's move to science!

After taking this step, the emperor could no longer regret.

So this is a declaration of war!

The next day was the day Fang woke up and set out for war.

The North roared at night, like ghosts and gods crying.

Fang Xing is in the palace at the moment.

"It's not good for you to leave me and fight with them alone."

Fang Xing looked at Zhu Zhanji reluctantly and felt that he should have taught him more shameless ways.

They stood outside, with a eunuch holding a plate, which was just hot wine.

Zhu Zhanji took a glass of wine and drank it. Then he looked at the night sky and said, "after all, it's going to be done. What you do doesn't count. If I do, they will know that this is not a struggle between two people, but a struggle under the Daming Dynasty. It's related to the rise and fall of the Daming Dynasty, so there is no spirit struggle!"

Zhu Zhanji put the wine glass back, then picked up a piece of dried meat and sighed, "Uncle Han sent a letter saying he was very happy to open up a land thousands of miles. But I know he was oppressed. As for other vassal kings, they will migrate from tomorrow. There is no room for bargaining. If they don't migrate, they will be dealt with in descending order."

He looked at Fang Xing and suddenly smiled, smiling freely.

"Brother Dehua, take care."

Fang woke up stunned and said, "OK, I'll wait for you over there."

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "Daming will win!"

Fang Xing said confidently, "sure!"

……

The next day, 30000 troops gathered outside the city.

Jubaoshan guard, Zhuque guard, and 20000 cavalry.

The sacrifice is over.

Fang woke up on the side, three women in the carriage and four children in front of him.

Tudou said, "take care, father. The child will follow his Majesty's army later."

Fang woke up and nodded, then looked at Ping An and said, "look at home."

Ping An's eyes were a little hot. He sniffed and said, "Dad, come back safely."

Fang woke up and nodded.

Huanhuan said, "Dad, next time my child will go to the western expedition!"

Fang Xing touched his head and said with a smile, "boy, you have courage. OK, next time you go! But now remember to take care of your mother."

The last is worry free.

Her eyes were red and swollen. Looking at Fang Xing, her eyes were filled with tears after a while.

Fang woke up and said with a smile, "is my daughter reluctant to give up her father?"

This sentence let worry free's mouth shrivel, and then rushed into Fang Xing's arms and cried.

"Dad!"

Fang Xing's chest was full of reluctance. He touched carefree's head and said, "listen to your mother at home."

"Your Highness is here."

A carriage came down under the escort of a group of cavalry.

Fang Xing hurried back to his position.

The carriage stopped in front of the array, someone brought a stool, and then corn appeared.

He walked up to Fang Xing, looked up and said, "Sir, we can win."

Fang woke up in his armor and said loudly, "Daming will win!"

"Daming will win!"

The cheers of 30000 people made corn frown slightly.

He nodded, stepped back, then said with a small face: "Ha lie and meat fans are coveting Daming, soldiers, destroy this morning food!"

"Daming wins!"

Daming's successor is not a soft egg. This discovery gives everyone a boost.

In the cheers, Fang woke up and nodded: "please rest assured, your majesty. I will certainly defeat the enemy's sharp edge and raise my great prestige."

Corn nodded, and the little guy suddenly whispered, "Sir, I'll wait for you to come back."

Fang woke up and said in the same low voice, "OK."

"Keep your word."

Corn stretched out his right hand.

Fang woke up and smiled, then stretched out his hand.

Two hands, one big and one small.

High five for oath!