The First Thousand and Eighty-Nine Chapters Are Difficult to Achieve Both Civil and Military

Fang Xing didn't sleep well during his afternoon nap, anyone would not be able to sleep well if there were two children playing beside him, let alone these two children tossing on him from time to time.

Ping An just babbled and pulled Fang Xing's hand, but Tudou hated it, even children of this age hated it.

"Father! Where's my armor?"

The little brat sat on Fang Xing's belly persistently, asking persistently.

Fang Xing was in a daze, feeling as if his soul had come out of his body. He heard Tudou's questioning, but a general in armor appeared in his mind. He counted his crimes, and then the long knife fell.

Mao Wenlong!

Fang Xing remembered, that handsome Mao died at the hands of a braggart.

In order for my children and grandchildren not to fall into the hands of foreign races in the future, the matter of this civil servant controlling military generals has to be messed up!

Now that the military generals are going on an expedition, Zhu Di sometimes sends civilian officials to accompany the army as counselors.

This counselor gradually flourished in the future, and gradually turned into using words to control martial arts.

When performing martial arts today, when Jubao Mountain Guard was marching, the expressions of those civil servants did not hide from Fang Xing.

The idea of ​​these guys is also very simple. When scholars meet soldiers, they cannot fight them, but they still have tricks to deal with these warriors.

Money and food!

It is best to let the warriors live a tight life, do you want money and food? Then be good, and then you will not be full, but you will not starve to death, and if you don't obey, just clean up like this!

Gou Ri's civil servant!

"Father! I need armor!"

Fang Xing touched Ping An's back with his right hand, and just as he was thinking about it, Tudou fell down heavily, and shouted while propping his hands on his chest.

"How can it be so fast! Cough cough!"

Fang Xing opened his eyes and felt a tightness in his chest, so he coughed a few times.

"Ahhh!"

Ping An grabbed Fang Xing's hand and stuffed it into his mouth, making his hand full of saliva.

"Wake up!"

Wake up here and can't sleep anymore, he knows that the two wives are outside, it's just a joke of him.

Sure enough, the door was pushed open immediately, and Xiao Bai came in with a needle and thread in his hand.

Seeing Ping An sitting still grabbing Fang Xing's hand and biting it, Xiao Bai couldn't help laughing.

"Master, Ping An is grinding his teeth!"

"Where's the teething stick? Find it!"

Fang Xing was a little annoyed to get up, but he didn't dare to pull hard, so he stretched out his hand to touch Ping An's face, and when he let go, he quickly pulled out his finger.

"Hey!"

Ping An was unhappy, so he called out. Fang Xing was overjoyed when he heard that, he leaned over and kissed him, "It's dad, not me!"

Tudou also taught: "It's dad, it's dad!"

"Hey!"

A rare eruption in peace,

Xide Fang Xing picked him up, took the molar stick and stuffed it into his mouth, and hung the rope around his neck by the way.

Xiaobai said proudly: "Master, Ping An is very smart! He even knew how to play with Bell in the morning."

Fang Xing said helplessly, "But did you fall?"

Recently, Xiaobai was teaching Ping An to walk, and from time to time his legs became weak and he fell down. But Bell is caring. When Ping An is practicing walking, it stands by the side. Once Ping An's legs are weak, it will rush over immediately and use its body as a cushion.

Xiaobai said embarrassingly: "Young master, it's just that you are slow, I only fell twice today."

Fang Xing hugged Ping An and kissed him, "My son! It's a miracle that you have such a careless mother and grow up."

After hearing this, Xiao Bai was about to refute himself, but Ping An took out a molar stick and beat Fang Xing's chest hard.

"Hey! The boy will protect your mother! Not bad!"

Fang Xing handed Ping An to Xiao Bai, and said, "Ling Dang is smart, let him follow the child more in the future."

After Xiaobai nodded, he grabbed the molar stick and said angrily, "That's your father, next time I'll beat you up like this."

Ping An regained his composure, babbling and grabbing the molar stick with Xiao Bai.

Fang Xing went out with the potatoes, but Zhang Shuhui was no longer there. Bell was lying outside the door, when he heard the sound, he got up, wagged his tail, and then went into the bedroom.

After a quiet afternoon, Fang Xing handed safety to Nanny Qin and Nanny Deng, and then prepared to go to the academy alone.

There is a distance from the bedroom to the courtyard gate, and the sun is scorching, but fortunately, there are big trees on both sides of the path. People were walking under the shade of the trees, the spots cast by the light made Fang Xing's clothes look like camouflage uniforms.

Walking through this path, you can see the gate in front of the courtyard, and Zhang Shuhui is there, with Muhua beside her, and a small knife scratching her cheek on the opposite side.

"Chunmei's family used to rely on her to support half of the family. Now that she is going to marry, who will take care of her family? So be honest, don't go to her house to attract people's annoyance."

Xiaodao nodded reluctantly. When he came back, as long as there was nothing wrong, he would go to Chunmei's house to chop firewood. On the way home, he could also visit Chunmei outside the big market.

For a boy who has just begun to fall in love, suddenly unable to see his sweetheart, that feeling is really tormenting!

Fang Xing smiled and walked around from the side.

Things change when things are urgent, a living person will not be suffocated by urine, Fang Xing is looking forward to seeing Du Hailin pushing a cart out to sell spring pancakes.

"You are a scholar who is useless. Dehua's words are very kind."

On a hot day, Xie Jin looked like a green shirt, but there was no trace of sweat, which was in stark contrast to Fang Xing's sweaty face.

"You haven't cultivated enough energy, you need to study more later."

Seeing Fang Xing wiping his sweat with a towel, Xie Jin was a little restless, so he teased.

Fang Xing threw the towel to Lao Qi Xin, and said calmly, "Mr. Xie, it means that the metabolism is fast, young people have strong firepower, and they sweat a lot in hot weather. As for Qi cultivation skills, Confucianism, Confucianism, I don't agree with this statement."

"Taoism and Buddhism also have energy-raising skills. I once saw a Taoist priest wearing a padded jacket in the dog days and still not sweating, but that has broken away from the purpose of being quiet and doing nothing, and has become a show off."

When it comes to Buddhism and Taoism, Xie Jin is more inclined to Taoism: "When the world is in chaos, the Taoists go out to rescue the dying and heal the wounded. When the world is peaceful, the Taoists retreat to the mountains and forests. This is quiet and doing nothing."

But the Buddhist school is the opposite. Whether it is a troubled or prosperous age, the Buddhist school is either vassalizing the strong, or recruiting believers, occupying the fields, and the six senses are not clean, and the rich and noble.

"But there is also a Tao of Quanzhen."

Fang Xing refuted for a while, and then seeing Xie Jin's stunned expression, he couldn't help feeling relieved.

Then Quan/zhendao placed their bets on the Mongolian and Yuan people in the Southern Song Dynasty, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they lead the/road/party.

Xie Jin shook his head and said: "From the Jinren to the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, the status of Quanzhen Taoism has been continuously elevated. Temujin even issued an order to allow Quanzhen Taoism to occupy land and build Taoist temples at will, preach at will, and exempt from taxes. If they didn't want to suppress Buddhism later , can probably maintain this scale.”

As soon as Fang Xing changed the subject, he asked for advice: "Mr. Xie, you were also a chief assistant back then, so what do civil officials think of warriors?"

"Warrior?"

Xie Jin's eyes showed memories, and he said slowly: "The warriors at that time were domineering, with fierce eyes, and ambitious people!"

In the early Ming Dynasty, arrogant soldiers and powerful generals swept Meng Yuan.

"During the time of Emperor Taizu Gao, the crown prince was weak, and the grandson was full of literary spirit, unable to command these arrogant soldiers, so..."

So Lao Zhu began to kill, killing a lot of people.

"In the end, it was cheaper, Your Majesty."

Xie Jin smiled, a little embarrassed.

"Since the present dynasty, the warriors have left the town, and the food and grass are all managed by civil officials. The two sides seem to be independent of each other. But Dehua, you have to remember, as you said, either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind. There will eventually be a winner between civil and military forces, and this process may take fifty years, maybe a hundred years, but there will be a result in the end."

"Warriors take the lead, and there will be disasters in the former Tang Dynasty at any time."

Xie Jin shook his head, looking a little confused - as a former civil servant, his position was always on that side, but...

"But if you use literature to control martial arts, you will inevitably repeat the mistakes of the former Song Dynasty, so why not!"

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