“Full?”

Fang Xing sighed and said, "Actually, as your highness's personal army, it's enough to have two thousand households in the Jubaoshan Guard. Your Majesty... Alas! Hey, kind!"

Zhang Fu looked at Wuyou who was carried out by the nanny with greed, waved his hand and said, "The child is still young, hurry up and take him back."

The two of them kept chasing their eyes until the nanny went out, and Zhang Fu said, "You performed so well when you first entered the city. Your Majesty believed in you very much, and the officials could not blame you with loyalty. This benefit was greater than the contribution you made."

There was no outsider at this time, Fang Xing said calmly: "Your Majesty is Wuyou, Your Majesty is not..."

Zhang Fu smiled and said, "What are you doing if you think so much? Grandson Kokang, many people in the army have changed their views on him!"

The military must have wanted to make achievements. Zhu Di had the opportunity at the time, but Zhu Gaochi could not explain clearly when he got to power.

"Yang Rong and others are thinking about resting, but in fact they have no strategy to the outside world and are guilty. They are always afraid that things will be out of their control, and they are even more afraid that they will not be able to control those warriors, so they simply use the so-called self-cultivation and self-cultivation name to hide at home and live a stable life."

Fang Xing shook his head slightly and said, "Brother, since the Tang Dynasty, literati have been unable to do anything, and they have no ambition to do so. They have taken it as their mission to suppress the military and are afraid at heart."

...

Zhu Di did not lift Fang Xing's confinement, so he was so happy that he was at home.

But Ma Su has to go to the Ministry of Revenue every day to deal with the data.

After finishing a book of accounts, Ma Su put down his pen, rubbed his eyes, and then brought a pile of accounts to Lu Fei for giving them.

Since Lu Fei was transferred to the Ministry of Revenue, he has been regarded as Zhu Zhanji, but this label did not bring him much halo, Zhu Gaochi is still there, how long does Zhu Zhanji have to wait before he can get to power?

So Lu Fei slowly settled down in the Ministry of Revenue, and until now, he has basically become familiar with everyone.

Seeing Ma Su outside the door, Lu Fei waved his hand and asked him to come in.

"Your teacher has been confined, but someone has made things difficult for you?"

Ma Su put the booklet on the table and bowed, "Thank you, Lord Lu, for asking me. The teacher reflects on his mistakes every day at home. As for the boy, he is just a minor official, and no one makes any trouble."

Lu Fei pointed at him and smiled, "You, you! Chen Xiao is my official's son-in-law. He has a close relationship with your teacher. He is growing vegetables in another place. You will know when you come back."

Ma Su smiled: "If nothing happened, the boy will say goodbye."

"Go and go!"

Lu Fei looked through the account book and saw the refreshing page. He couldn't help but nod.

After checking it, Lu Fei took the account book to Xia Yuanji.

"Tell Meng Ying that if this group of people struggles, the Ministry of Revenue will deduct this round-trip expense next year! It's unreasonable!"

Xia Yuanji was getting angry. After Lu Fei entered, Xia Yuanji said, "But the account book is ready?"

"That's right, sir, Ma Su's calculations are all correct."

"Xing and Bo's disciples, if you want to settle the score, I just want to kill a chicken. I just help Xing and Bo to sharpen his character. Now it seems that he is indeed stable. No wonder Xing and Bo are reluctant to let it go. This is because they are worried that they will be harmed."

Lu Fei smiled and told Xia Yuanji about his conversation with Ma Su. Xia Yuanji couldn't help laughing and said, "Even if your son-in-law is here, Ma Su will say this. This is the one who can be an official. Those guys who can be coaxed by others with just a few words have been seen by this official over the years, and most of them have disappeared."

Both of them were old officials and couldn't help laughing.

"Sir, Your Majesty is out of the palace."

Well……

...

Zhu Di scolded the imperial doctors so much that he was so angry that he took Wanwan out of the imperial city.

At this late autumn, the weather was a little cold.

Zhu Di was wearing a brocade robe, and Wang Fusheng led his guards to protect the carriage and Zhu Di, and went all the way to martial arts.

When he arrived outside the martial arts school, Fang Xing had already received the notice and was waiting here in advance.

"Fang Xing!"

Wanwan got out of the car, and the nanny immediately covered her with veil. Although she felt uncomfortable, she was still excited after seeing Fang Xing.

Fang Xing smiled slightly, turned sideways, and then followed after Zhu Di walked past.

"Fang Xing, is Wuyou beautiful?"

Wanwan asked in a low voice.

"pretty!"

Fang Xing felt that his daughter was the best beauty in the world. Who dares not admit it? He...

"What do you think of the courses taught by martial arts?"

At this time, Meng Ying and others had already come to meet him, but Zhu Di suddenly asked, and this question was still the question.

Lao Zhu! After all, my buddy brought you back from the brink of death. Can you be more kind?

After saluting, everyone went in together. Fang Xing was about to get over this issue, but Zhu Di snorted lightly, and he had to express his opinion with a bitter face.

"Your Majesty, I think the martial arts course depends on what kind of warriors the Ming Dynasty needs, and what kind of warriors you need."

"cunning!"

Zhu Di stood on the side of the school field, looked at the students standing in line, and said, "To be honest, otherwise I will let you stay at home for ten years."

This threat is very real. No matter how long Fang Xing stays, he will never leave Fangjiazhuang for ten years.

Fang Xing bowed to Meng Ying and others and offended him!

"Your Majesty, I think martial arts should abandon the perspective of the essay, and both civil and military learning are learned. Martial arts can be taught various tactics and should not be neglected. But these are common. I think martial arts should have a consultant class, that is, a praise painting class."

Praise the painting class, this is to cultivate these students to the level of generals.

The people who were practicing in the distance had already discovered this place, but no one dared to move.

Meng Ying told him that when Zhu Di came, he must be strict. Whoever dares to make a mistake will be sent back directly, and the recommendation will be unlucky.

"What else?"

Zhu Di always felt that there was some atmosphere in this martial arts.

"besides?"

Zhu Di called the general, and Fang Xing said helplessly: "There is also the strategy class and the command class. This depends on your Majesty. Moreover, there is... and there is the understanding and use of firearms. This must be mastered, otherwise if you go down, you will be blind."

If you don’t understand the characteristics of your weapons, such generals will probably only defeat the war!

Zhu Di glanced at Meng Ying and asked, "What do you think?"

It seems that Lao Zhu is here to provoke trouble today. Meng Ying said: "Your Majesty, I think the firearms are the way to tackle the firearms. Secondly, it is the strategic command that Xing and Bo mentioned. I think it's better to slow it down. After all, most of these people have been stopped in the thousands of household officials for the rest of their lives. If they learn it, they will be leaked instead."

"keep!"

Zhu Di walked along the side with his hands behind his back, and everyone hurriedly followed.

"Firearms will gradually become the weapon of the Ming Dynasty. There will inevitably be a war in the north. After the war, the Ming Dynasty will have no immediate troubles, so it can slowly put down the firearms."

Since there are no external troubles in the Ming Dynasty, why do we still popularize firearms?

Meng Ying and others were in a hot heart. This was to fight against the outside world!

Zhu Di suddenly strode over, Meng Ying followed closely with Fang Xing while communicating with him. If he had no unique plaster, he would have been lying on the bed to recuperate.

"Xinghe Bo, what does the so-called strategy class mean?"

Fang Xing said with a smile: "It is to introduce the situation of the Ming Dynasty, and then teach the situation of other countries in the world, and analyze the pros and cons of the Ming Dynasty..."

"See Your Majesty!"

The trainees saluted Zhu Di under the leadership of the instructor. Zhu Di strode to the front and said with bright eyes: "Are you willing to be the tiger of the Ming Dynasty?"

"I wish to die for Your Majesty!"

More than a thousand people shouted in unison on the school grounds, that feeling...

Fang Xing felt a little fluttering, and then quickly reminded himself that only Lao Zhu could swim in these loyal words.

After looking around without a trace, Fang Xing couldn't help feeling disappointed when he saw Meng Ying and others with solemn and gentleman expressions on their faces.

Zhu Di did not float away, but said in a deep voice: "You are all selected from all over the world. From now on, you will be a good student to study. After you go back, you must lead the army. If there are any people who are just making up the numbers, come out now quickly. Don't wait until the knife is placed on your neck to realize your regret!"

There was a silence below. Even if there were some people who were just making up for the numbers, they would not dare to show up at this time.

Zhu Di said with a look of his sleeve: "I'm very good at practicing!"

Lao Zhu's mood seems to be bad again. He is really like a tiger! 19
Chapter completed!