Chapter 2349 Heavenly Way and Reincarnation

Counting from the Warring States Period, countless kings have carried out innovations.

There is King Wuling of Zhao who rides and shoots in Hu clothes, Shang Yang who reshapes the framework of the Qin Dynasty; there are the innovations of Emperor Xiaowu of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and there are also the desperate reforms of Song Shenzong and Wang Anshi. That is because this land often faces despair.

And every time at this time, countless people with lofty ideals will emerge, either fiercely or kindly, hoping to use innovation to restore the fate of the country.

In this process of innovation, the emperor's attitude and ability to withstand pressure have become the most critical factors.

Zhu Zhanji recalled the pressure he had endured during the southern cleanup and could not help but relax and said: "At that time, I was already ready to command the army from the north to go south to quell the rebellion. The ministers in the DPRK were all urging me to let go. If the requirements are lower, as long as the gentry can see the benefits, the matter will not be difficult to solve. "

Fang Xing could only respond to this attitude with laughter.

"Once it surrenders for the first time, will the north also go back? At that time, who will still take the majesty of the king seriously?"

What is a promise?

Without this assurance, the emperor would lose his prestige, and the country would probably begin to develop a crisis.

The unique culture gave birth to generations of people, and the policy of confinement made the people confused, so they needed an emperor.

The emperor who lost his authority could obviously only be the plaything of all forces.

"Yes, others can surrender, emperor, but I cannot surrender. Once I surrender, I will be at the center of the storm and the Ming Dynasty will be in turmoil."

He has only been an emperor for a few years, but Zhu Zhanji's understanding of human nature is like that of an old man who has experienced half a life.

Fang Xing saw that his tiredness was fading away, and he was worried that he would go in another direction, and said, "No one actually knows the so-called present life and the next life. All we can do is live and try our best to live."

Under Yu Jia's worried eyes, Zhu Zhanji said calmly: "If there is no afterlife, what is the difference between the emperor and the common people? No matter how hard you try, it will only be a cup of loess, so what's the use?"

This is an emperor who is constantly maturing, and he will encounter many troubles and troubles.

The emperor's troubles and troubles naturally have to be endured alone, and the consequences will lead to changes in the emperor's character.

What is better about Zhu Zhanji than those emperors is that he can find someone to wake up and complain about, and express his confusion or entanglement.

"The ancestors are at the top and the descendants are at the bottom. As the middle ones, can we slack off?"

Zhu Zhanji's eyes were dazed for a moment, then he stood up and said, "Go out for a walk."

The two of them left the Nuan Pavilion and walked to the bottom of the main hall of Qianqing Palace.

Mr. Song was looking for something in front of him. When he turned around and saw Zhu Zhanji and Fang Xing, he came over with a broom and said happily: "Your Majesty, there are no birds."

Fang Xing's cheeks trembled slightly, but Zhu Zhanji said gently: "The snow in the capital has melted. Those birds can find a place to keep warm. No more birds will freeze."

Song Laoshi sighed in disappointment, and then followed behind them.

The sky is a little gray, but it's not haze, but some scattered clouds.

"For more than a year, I have been awake all night, fearing that one day there would be smoke everywhere."

Zhu Zhanji walked forward slowly with his hands behind his hands.

Fang Xing fell behind and found that his back was a little hunched.

He is only thirty-one!

Fang Xing was horrified, wondering if he had underestimated the pressure that attacking the gentry would bring to Zhu Zhanji.

"All the ministries in the capital are watching each other. The only one I can rely on is the Firearms Guard. But if someone suddenly attacks, I will be caught off guard."

Zhu Zhanji's back looked a little desolate, and the emperor's loneliness could no longer be concealed.

"People have to face various challenges in this life. When you are a grandson, a prince, or an emperor, when you overcome the difficulties, it is the season of harvest."

Fang Xing could only console him dryly.

Zhu Zhanji stopped and said quietly: "Of course I am not afraid of this. Since I have become an emperor, I must be prepared to be challenged at all times. From the beginning to the end, just like the emperor, there is no interruption."

"It's just that Grandpa Huang has never bowed his head, so naturally I will not bow my head either."

Zhu Zhanji's voice gradually became excited: "The south rebelled, but the army was not in chaos. It shows that the foundation of the Ming Dynasty is solid, but it disappointed those gentry."

Zhu Zhanji turned around and saw that Fang Xing was in a trance, with helplessness and weakness in his eyes, so he said: "I just talked in front of you, and then forget about it. I will naturally adjust my mind tomorrow and return to the world of kings again." The emperor."

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"father!"

When Fang Xing returned home, Wuyou was the first to greet him. Seeing him holding an oil paper bag, he happily asked: "Dad, is it candy? Is it candy?"

Two big dogs circled around Fang Xing, jumping up from time to time to sniff the oiled paper bag.

Fang Xing leaned over, picked up Wuyou with one hand, and walked inside, saying, "It's sucrose, but don't eat too much, or your teeth will rot."

"Okay, okay!"

Wuyou, who was in a hurry to eat sweets, nodded like he was pounding garlic. She held Fang Xing's neck with her right hand and shouted at the two big dogs following Fang Xing: "You are not allowed to eat. The dog's teeth will rot and they will not be able to chew the bones."

Once inside, Zhang Shuhui saw her and said, "Husband, it's time for Wuyou to leave on his own."

"No! I want daddy to hold me!"

Wuyou immediately hugged Fang Xing's neck tightly, and Fang Xing also said: "While the girl is still young, do as much as you can, but not when she gets older. God knows whose family it belongs to."

Tudou and Ping An were also at home, but they were settling scores inside.

Xiaobai's hair was still a little wet when he came out. When he saw Fang Xing, he said aggrievedly: "I was about to give Big Chong and Xiao Chong a bath, but when Wuyou heard you coming, he ran out, and the two big dogs just entered the basin. Kicked over the basin and followed."

Fang Xing put Wuyou down on the ground and said, "The excitement is so exciting!"

He didn't like the overly formal atmosphere. When father and son met, they bowed, greeted, and then lectured, and there was silence during meals.

Fang Xing felt that deep down he could never become that standard of aristocrat.

"Mom, it's animal candy!"

Wuyou opened the oil paper bag and shouted happily into it: "Big brother and second brother, there are animal candies."

The cheerful Wuyou always made people around her happy, but Zhang Shuhui felt that she was too lively and worried that it would be difficult to find a husband in the future.

"Husband, it's time for Wuyou to learn the rules."

Fang Xing doted on his daughter, so Zhang Shuhui could only use this roundabout way to remind him that it was time for her daughter to learn to be more chaste.

Fang Xing hummed in surprise, and then asked, "What rules should I learn?"

Zhang Shuhui whispered: "If Wuyou gets married in the future, he will definitely serve his parents-in-law. There are no rules..."

Fang Xing's cheeks were trembling, and Zhang Shuhui sighed: "Husband, no matter how much you love her, you will have to go out one day!"

At this time, Tudou and Ping An had already come out. They first bowed to Fang Xing, who looked ugly, and then looked at the animal candy in the oil paper bag with Wuyou.

Sucrose is sweet, and the animal sugar that has been processed through several filtration and other processes is even sweeter and simpler. Most children cannot resist the temptation of this taste.

"What are you afraid of? We are here!"

Fang Xing said forcefully: "Even if we are gone, we still have Tudou and Ping An, who can always protect Wuyou. If he is bullied, then call him at the door and take him home."

Zhang Shuhui said helplessly: "It's hard to talk about family affairs. When the time comes we become outsiders and it's hard to get involved. It's better to let Wuyou learn the rules and methods early. In the future, she can stand her ground and no one will dare to bully her. "

Thinking that his daughter would get married in the future, Fang Xing felt a little pain in his heart, and said angrily: "When the time comes, I will find a separate family and live on my own."

Zhang Shuhui had no choice but to drop the topic. She was worried that if she continued talking, Fang Xing would start looking for a suitable candidate, and then step by step train the child to be the son-in-law he wanted.

At night, Fang Xing looked at the full family and suddenly said with emotion: "My parents must have looked at us with such joy back then. Generation after generation, we were born, old, sick and died, and reproduced. This is the way of heaven!" Please remember this book! First domain name: . Mobile version reading URL:

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