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Zhu Zhanji went back and told the statement of Fang Xing to Zhu Gaochi.

"Why!"

Zhu Gaochi said with a gloomy expression: "You Uncle Wang of Han had a stubborn temper when he was a child and was unreasonable. But... he even fought for me at that time."

Zhu Yuanzhang was very capable of giving birth, and his son was not young, so in Zhu Gaochi's generation, it was really a family of children and grandchildren, so it was normal for some conflict. Zhu Gaochi, who was obese and had foot disease, was often bullied by his cousins.

At that time, the King of Han had already shown his superb military power and often stood up for his elder brother.

As for King Zhao Zhu Gaosui, Zhu Gaochi didn't want to mention it. He felt that this young brother was really bad since childhood and was also silly.

"Imperial House!"

Fang Xing was also sighing at the relationship between his brothers, and then was extremely glad that he was not born in the Zhu family.

But people who were not born in the Zhu family also have troubles, such as the Zhang family.

"The second and third brothers both said they wanted to participate in the northern expedition, and they were having a fuss with their elder brother."

Zhang Shuhui, who had returned to her parents' home, said with a sigh: "The eldest brother is the British Duke, and it's over, and the second brother and the third brother feel that they can at least be named Hou."

Fang Xing was helping Xiaobai hide from the bell, and when he heard this, he let go of the pitiful bell and said, "Your second and third brothers feel that they have lost. If they could take over the father-in-law's work in the Jingnan Campaign, maybe the British Duke today would have replaced him! I used to have such a dream, which is not surprising."

Zhang Shuhui deeply agreed with this, and she said, "My elder brother does not have a heir at present, so those nephews often go to the Duke's Mansion to play, and they vaguely feel that they can adopt it to their uncle."

"A great dream of spring and autumn!"

Fang Xing said disdainfully: "Your brother is only forty years old, and it's not that he has never had children. Please wait and see, in the end your nephews will definitely have no chance!"

Zhang Shuhui nodded and said, "The second brother is already the commander of Jinwu's avant-garde, but he still wants to make progress. It is a good thing, but the eldest brother..."

The Zhang family has to be restrained by high achievements. The Zhang family is already the top honorary relative of the Ming Dynasty. If Zhang Hui and Zhang Yuan also join this group, the Zhang family's situation will be in danger.

At this time, the maid came in and said, "Young Master, Young Master Liu is here."

"Where is the young master he is?"

Fang Xing stood up lazily, and Zhang Shuhui stepped back from behind before walking out slanted.

In the front hall, Liu Pu was dressed in a long journey. After seeing Fang Xing, he bowed and said, "Brother Dehua, I will go to Peking soon. I will say goodbye."

Fang Xing's laziness disappeared and said in surprise: "Why?"

There was an excitement flashing in Liu Pu's eyes: "Brother Dehua, Mahamu asked me to return the Ming Dynasty to Ningxia, the Tatars on the front line of Gansu, who said they were their relatives, but was denied by His Majesty."

In an instant, Fang Xing had already smelled the smell of war. He knew that Liu Sheng was in charge of the Forbidden City in Peiping, so Liu Pu's trip was not dangerous, so he instructed: "Since Mahamu is bold and provoking, it is only a matter of time before the northern expedition next year. Follow your father and don't cause trouble."

Liu Pu said with great gaze: "Brother Dehua, my father will definitely wait for Your Majesty in Peking Prefecture, and then lead the entourage of Shenji Camp."

Liu Sheng is good at commanding the Shenji Camp, which is recognized by the state.

Fang Xing smiled and said, "If your father can make great contributions this time, maybe others will call you the little marquis in the future."

Liu Sheng is currently Anyuan Hou and hereditary Count, so after he went there, Liu Pu could only inherit the title of Anyuan Bo.

Liu Pu raised his head and said, "I'm not the kind of person who relies on my father's love. Brother Dehua, please be optimistic!"

After seeing off Liu Pu, who was filled with the breath of killing enemies and making meritorious contributions, he woke up to Jubao Mountain.

The mountain is gray in autumn, Fang Xing holds a telescope and looks at the military camp at the foot of the mountain.

There is a sentry here, which Fang Xing strongly advocated to arrange at that time, because he was afraid that others would peek into the military camp.

The two soldiers at the post saw Fang Xing in the "spying" military camp and didn't care at all, and they wanted to move a ladder for him, which was more beautiful.

Teams of sergeants lined up in an orderly manner, and the hundreds of households blew whistles and used their rhythm to change their formation.

Go forward, backward, move forward...

Shoot, load, shoot...

This kind of reciprocating movement can make people form muscle memory, and they can immediately start moving after hearing the whistle.

Fang Xing nodded in satisfaction and put down the telescope.

Although Fang Xing and his servants were not in the camp, those who made contributions during the previous southern expedition have received rewards. Those who deserve to be promoted and those who deserve to be promoted will receive money.

The northern expedition is imminent. If you can make great contributions, it will not be difficult to win a wife and a son!

After being motivated, no one will be lazy.

When he got home, Fang Xing felt relaxed all over and even played a game with Da Niu for a while to find ant hole, digging under a big tree in the front yard in a mess.

Soon, the news of His Majesty's furious tragedy spread in Jinling City, and the messenger of Alutai was said to have also arrived.

"Arutai said he was willing to fight side by side with our Ming Dynasty and attack Mahamu."

Zhu Zhanji thinks that the form is great, not small.

Fang Xing remembered the name Alutai, and he shook his head and said, "No aliens can trust them, even if they see their soldiers."

Zhu Zhanji said in surprise: "Do they still dare to rebel?"

"What's not to dare?"

The so-called thorns and Tatars actually inherited part of the Mongol Yuan power, and the concept of fertility in the Central Plains is still deeply rooted in their minds.

"I guess your Majesty himself doesn't believe in Arutai."

I have to say that Fang Xing guessed Zhu Di’s thoughts.

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "Brother Dehua is indeed a magical calculation. My emperor's grandfather really can't believe in Alutai."

"But now, our Ming Dynasty should not make too many enemies. If Washu and Alutai unite, our Ming Dynasty will inevitably be exhausted."

This is a real insight. Later, the Watshu unified Mongolia. After its strength increased greatly, it began its offensive against the Ming Dynasty.

Fang Xing looked at Zhu Zhanji playfully, thinking that his son had almost ruined the Ming Dynasty, and said, "The grassland is vast, and the method of expedition like the Ming Dynasty is unsustainable after all, and it costs too much money and food!"

Zhu Zhanji also nodded and said, "Fortunately, after many conquests, the power of the Mongol Yuan was greatly reduced, otherwise the borders of our Ming Dynasty would have been full of war."

"firearm!"

Fang Xing said confidently: "The only way to end the grassland cavalry is to end the firearms."

And this topic can only come to an abrupt end.

Who made it not Zhu Zhanji the one who made the decision now?

"There is a long way to go!"

Zhu Zhanji said embarrassedly: "Brother Dehua, there will be one day."

Fang Xing was shocked and quickly looked outside.

"Luckily, there is no one! If you don't let you die!"

Zhu Zhanji also smiled and said, "I'm also wronged."

The two stopped this topic, and Zhu Zhanji asked, "Brother Dehua, your arithmetic is so powerful. Can you publish a book so that everyone in the world can learn?"

Hey!

This question made Fang Xing feel a little excited.

This is a grand event that has been remembered forever!
Chapter completed!