Chapter 181 Publish a Book?

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Zhu Zhanji went back and told Zhu Gaochi what Fang Xing said.

"Why!"

Zhu Gaochi looked sad and said: "Your Uncle Han Wang was stubborn when he was a child, and he was unreasonable, but...he helped me fight at that time."

Zhu Yuanzhang is quite capable of giving birth, and his sons are not old or young, so in Zhu Gaochi's generation, it is really full of children and grandchildren, and it is normal to have some conflicts. Zhu Gaochi, who is obese and has foot problems, is often bullied by his cousins.

At that time, the king of Han had already shown a high force value, and often stood up for his eldest brother.

As for Zhao Wang Zhu Gaosui, Zhu Gaochi didn't want to mention it. He felt that this younger brother was really bad since he was a child, and he was also cunning.

"The Emperor's House!"

Fang Xing was also lamenting the relationship between his brothers, and was extremely grateful that he was not born in Zhu's family.

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

"The second brother and the third brother both said that they would participate in the Northern Expedition, and they are arguing with the eldest brother."

Zhang Shuhui, who went back to her mother's house, said with some sighs: "The eldest brother is now the Duke of England, and it's the end, and the second and third brothers think that they can at least be made uncles."

Fang Xing was helping Xiaobai hide the bell, and when he heard the words, he let go of the pitiful bell and said, "Your second brother and third brother feel that they have lost money. If they could take over from their father-in-law during the Jingnan battle, maybe today's British It’s no surprise that I’ve had this kind of dream before.”

Zhang Shuhui deeply agrees with these words, she said: "My elder brother doesn't have an heir right now, so those nephews often go to the Duke's mansion to play, and vaguely feel that they can be adopted by the uncle."

"Dream of Spring and Autumn!"

Fang Xing said disdainfully: "Your elder brother is only forty, and it's not like he hasn't had children. You just wait and see, in the end your nephews are absolutely useless!"

Zhang Shuhui nodded and said: "Second brother is already the commander of Jinwu's vanguard, but he still wants to make progress. It is a good thing in theory.

But big brother..."

The Zhang family is already the top relative of the Ming Dynasty, if Zhang Fu and Zhang Fu also join this group, the situation of the Zhang family will be in danger.

At this time, the servant girl came in and said, "Master, Master Liu is here."

"What kind of young master is he?"

Fang Xing got up lazily, and Zhang Shuhui stepped back before walking out sideways.

In the front hall, Liu Pu was dressed for a long journey. When he saw Fang Xing, he bowed and said, "Brother Dehua, my younger brother will go to Peiping soon, so I came to say goodbye."

Fang Xing's laziness dissipated, and he asked in surprise, "Why?"

Liu Pu's eyes shone with excitement: "Brother Dehua, Mahamu asked me to return the Tatars from Ningxia and Gansu to the Ming Dynasty, claiming that they were their relatives, but His Majesty flatly rejected it."

In an instant, Fang Xing already smelled the smell of war. He knew that Liu Sheng was supervising the construction of the Forbidden City in Beiping, so Liu Pu's trip was not dangerous, so he told him: "Since Mahamu is bold and provocative, it is only a matter of time before next year's Northern Expedition. You should follow your father closely and don't go there." court disaster."

Liu Pu looked at Zixiong and said: "Brother Dehua, my father will definitely wait for His Majesty in Beiping Mansion, and then lead the retinue of Shenji Battalion."

Liu Sheng is good at commanding the Shenji Battalion, which is recognized by Guochao.

Fang Xing said with a smile: "If your father can make great achievements this time, maybe people will have to call you Young Master in the future."

Liu Sheng is currently Marquis of Anyuan, hereditary earl, so after he goes, Liu Pu can only succeed Uncle Anyuan.

Liu Puang said: "My little brother is not the kind of person who relies on his father's shade, brother Dehua, you just look after him!"

After sending away Liu Pu, who was filled with the aura of killing the enemy and doing meritorious deeds, Fang woke up and went to Jubao Mountain.

The mountain in autumn is gray, Fang Xing holds a binoculars and looks at the military camp below the mountain.

There is a sentry post here, which was arranged by Fang Xing at the time, because he was afraid that others would spy on the barracks.

The two sergeants at the sentry saw that Fang Xing was in the 'spying' barracks and didn't care at all. They wished they could move him a ladder so that he could see it more clearly.

Teams of sergeants marched in neat lines, and the hundreds of households blew their whistles, using the rhythm to change their formation.

Forward, backward, forward...

Shoot, reload, shoot...

It is this kind of reciprocating action that allows people to form muscle memory, and they can move immediately after hearing the whistle.

Fang Xing nodded in satisfaction and put down the binoculars.

Although Fang Xing and his servants were not in the camp, those who made contributions in the previous Southern Expedition had already been rewarded, and those who deserved to be promoted got paid.

The Northern Expedition is imminent, if you can make great contributions, it will not be difficult to seal your wife and son!

With motivation, no one will be lazy.

Back home, Fang Xing felt relaxed, and even played a game of finding ant holes with the big girl for a while, digging a mess under a big tree in the front yard.

Soon, rumors of His Majesty's wrath were circulating in Jinling City, and the envoys from Alutai were also said to have arrived.

"Arutai said that he would fight side by side with me, Ming, to defeat Mahamu."

Zhu Zhanji felt that the form was very good, not a small one.

Fang Xing remembered the name Alutai, he shook his head and said, "People from other races can't be trusted, even if they see their soldiers and horses."

Zhu Zhanji was surprised: "Don't they dare to turn against the water?"

"Why don't you dare?"

The so-called Wacha and Tatars actually inherited part of the power of the Mongolian Yuan, and the concept of the fatness of the Central Plains is still deep in their minds.

"I guess His Majesty himself doesn't believe in Alutai either."

It has to be said that Fang Xing guessed what Zhu Di was thinking.

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said: "Brother Dehua is really a fortune teller, my grandpa really can't trust Alutai."

"But at the moment, my Ming Dynasty should not make too many enemies. If Waci and Alutai join forces, my Ming Dynasty will inevitably be exhausted."

This is a true insight. In the future, Wacha will dominate Mongolia, and after its strength soars, it will start an offensive against Daming.

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

Zhu Zhanji also nodded and said: "Fortunately, after many conquests, the power of the Mongolian Yuan has been greatly reduced, otherwise my Daming border will be full of wars."

"firearm!"

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

And this topic can only end abruptly.

Who let Zhu Zhanji not be the one who decides now!

"There is a long way to go!"

Zhu Zhanji said in embarrassment: "Brother Dehua, there will be a day."

Fang Xing turned pale with shock, and quickly looked outside.

"Fortunately, there is no one! If you don't let me, you will die!"

Zhu Zhanji also smiled and said: "My little brother is also a slip of the tongue."

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

Huh!

This question made Fang Xing's heart skip a beat.

This is a grand event that will last forever!

But a long-term plan is needed. (To be continued.)