Fang Xing didn't sleep well after the afternoon sleep. No one could sleep well if he had two children around him playing, let alone these two children were struggling with him from time to time.

Ping An just babbling and holding Fang Xing's hand, and Tudou hated it, and all children of this age hated it.

"Dad! Where is my armor?"

The little brat sat on Fang Xing's belly persistently and asked relentlessly.

Fang Xing was confused and felt that his soul seemed to be out of his body. He was asked by Tudou in his ears. However, a general in armor appeared in his mind. He was pressed to the ground. A civil servant halberd pointed at him, criticizing his crime, and then fell down with a long sword.

Mao Wenlong!

Fang Xing remembered that Mao Shuai died at the hands of a bragging boss.

In order for my children and grandchildren to be defeated by foreign races in the future, this civil servant will have to ruin it!

Now that military generals are on the expedition, Zhu Di will sometimes send civil servants to accompany the military counselor.

This counselor gradually developed and gradually became a military commander with literature.

When we were performing martial arts today, when we were marching at Baoshanwei, the expressions of the civil servants were not hidden from Fang Xing.

These guys have very simple ideas. When scholars meet soldiers, they can't beat them, but they still have tricks to deal with these warriors.

Money and food!

It is best to make the warriors live a tight life. Do you want money and food? Then be more obedient and make you not full, but you can’t starve to death. If you don’t obey, just do it like this!

Gou Ri's civil servant!

"Dad! You need armor!"

Fang Xing touched Ping'an's back with his right hand. Just as he was thinking, the potato fell down heavily, and his hands were supported on his chest and shouted.

"Not that fast! Ahem!"

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

"Ahhhh!"

Ping An grabbed Fang Xing's hand and stuffed it into his mouth, causing saliva to fill his hands.

"Get up!"

Now that he woke up, he couldn't sleep. He knew that both wives were in the outside room, and he was watching him joke.

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

Seeing Ping'an sitting and pulling Fang Xing's hand biting, Xiaobai couldn't help laughing.

"Young Master, Ping An is grinding his teeth!"

"Where is the teeth grinding stick? Come find it!"

Fang Xing was a little angry, but he didn't dare to pull it hard, so he reached out to touch Ping'an's face. After he let go, he quickly pulled out his fingers.

"Haaa!"

Ping An was unhappy and called out. Fang Xing was over and kissed him, "It's my father, not!"

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

"Haaa!"

Ping An exploded once. Xide Fang Xing picked him up, took the grinding rod and stuffed it into his mouth, and hung the rope around his neck.

Xiaobai said proudly: "Young Master, Ping An is very smart! He also knew to play with the bell in the morning."

Fang Xing said helplessly: "But you fell?"

Recently, Xiaobai has been teaching Ping An to walk, and his legs will fall from time to time. But the bell is a thoughtful person. When Ping An practices walking, it stands next to him. Once Ping An’s legs are weak, it will immediately rush over and use its body as a mat.

Xiaobai said shyly: "Young Master, you're just slowing down. I only fell twice today."

Fang Xing carried Ping'an over and kissed him, "My son! You have such a careless mother, it's a miracle to be able to grow up."

Xiaobai was about to argue for himself after hearing this, but Ping'an took out his teeth grinding stick and hit Fang Xing's chest hard.

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

Fang Xing handed Ping An to Xiaobai and said, "Ling Ding is smart, let it follow the children more in the future."

Xiaobai nodded and snatched the teething stick and said angrily: "That's your father. I'll beat you up like this next time."

Ping An returned to calmness and scrambled with Xiaobai to grab the teething stick.

Fang Xing took the potatoes out, and Zhang Shuhui was gone. Lingdang was lying outside the door. Hearing the movement, he got up, shook his tail, and then entered the bedroom.

It was quiet in the afternoon, Fang Xing handed over Ping An to Madam Qin and Madam Deng, and then prepared to go to the academy alone.

There is a distance from the bedroom to the courtyard gate. The sun is scorching. Fortunately, there are big trees on both sides of the path. When people walk under the shade of the trees, the spots cast by the light make Fang Xing's clothes look like a camouflage uniform.

Walking through this path, you can see the courtyard gate in front of you, and Zhang Shuhui is there, beside you, Muhua, and opposite you are a knife that scratches his head.

"Chunmei used to raise half of her family, but now she is going to marry her. Who will raise her family in her family? So be honest, don't go to her house to get annoying."

Xiaodao nodded reluctantly. After he came back, as long as he was fine, he would go to Chunmei's house to chop firewood. On the way home, he could also see Chunmei outside the big market.

The boy who is in love suddenly cannot meet his lover. The feeling is really tormenting!

Fang Xing smiled and walked around from the side.

Things will change if urgently, and living people will not let their urine die. Fang Xing is looking forward to seeing Du Hailin pushing a cart out to sell spring cakes.

"The scholar is useless, and Dehua said this great good."

On a hot day, Xie Jin's blue shirt was like no signs of sweat, which was in sharp contrast to Fang Xing's face.

"You are not good at qi cultivation, and you have to read more when you look back."

Xie Jin saw Fang Xing wiping sweat with a towel and was a little anxious, so he teased him.

Fang Xing threw the towel to Xin Laoqi and said comfortably: "Mr. Jie, this is that the metabolism is fast, young people have strong firepower and sweat a lot in hot weather. As for the qi cultivation skills, Confucianism, and Confucianism, I don't agree with this statement."

"Taoism and Buddhism also have the ability to cultivate qi. I once saw a Taoist priest who was wearing a cotton jacket but still did not sweat, but that had already left the purpose of tranquility and inaction, and turned into showing off."

Speaking of Buddhism and Taoism, Xie Jin was more inclined to Taoism: "When the world is in chaos, Taoism comes out of the mountains to save lives and help the wounded. When the world is peaceful, Taoism retreats to the mountains and forests. This is to be quiet and inaction, and do something."

But Buddhism is the opposite. Whether it is a chaotic or prosperous era, Buddhism either subdues the strong, or recruits believers, occupys the land, and is free from the six senses of impurity and wealth.

"But there is also a Quanzhen Taoist."

Fang Xing retorted for a moment, and then saw Xie Jin's face was stunned, and he couldn't help feeling very happy.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, Quan Zhendao placed his bet on the Mongols and Yuan people, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was leading the party.

Xie Jin shook his head and said, "From the Jin people to the Mongol Yuan, the status of Quanzhen Taoism has been increasing. Temujin even issued an order to allow Quanzhen Taoism to occupy arbitrarily build Taoist temples, preach at will, and exempt taxes. If they hadn't wanted to suppress the Buddha later, they would have maintained this scale."

Fang Xing changed his subject and asked, "Mr. Jie, you were also like a prime minister back then. What does civil servant think of military men?"

"Martial Artist?"

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

In the early Ming Dynasty, a powerful general swept across the Mongolian Yuan.

"When Taizu Gao Emperor, the prince was weak and the grandson's literary spirit could not control these arrogant soldiers and generals, so..."

So Lao Zhu started killing, killing people.

"In the end, it's cheaper now."

Xie Jin smiled and sighed a little.

"To this day, military men have left the throne to the throne, and the food and grass are coordinated by civil officials. Both sides seem to be incompatible with each other. But Dehua, you have to remember that as you said, either the east wind overwhelms the west wind or the west wind overwhelms the east wind. The civil and military will eventually decide a victory or defeat. This process may take fifty years, maybe a hundred years, but there will be a result in it."

"Warriors emerge, and there will be disasters in the former Tang vassal states at any time."

Xie Jin shook his head, looking a little confused. As a former civil servant, his position was always on the other side, but...
Chapter completed!