After everyone was amazed, Fang Xing said, "Can you argue about this matter? Go back!"

Zhang Fu hurriedly advised: "Dehua, the child's enthusiasm cannot be suppressed."

He turned around and said, "Toudou quickly go back first. Whether martial arts will follow the battle is still undecided."

Tudou felt a little wronged, so he bowed and said he would leave.

He lowered his head all the way, and when he left the door, he could no longer bear the grievance in his heart and his eyes were hot.

"You still learn to cry?"

Potato wiped his eyes quickly and turned around.

"father."

Inside, he wanted to call Fang Xing's father, but now in private, he should call him Dad.

Fang Xing stood in front of him, suddenly smiled, and then walked ahead first.

Tudou followed behind him, feeling more and more aggrieved.

"Many times... some things seem to be very good, such as the courage of a young man, you have to use the right place."

Fang Xing walked forward with his hands behind his back and said slowly: "You are the future Xinghe Bo. You are a good statement at this moment, but you are eventually separated from martial arts. This is specialization."

"Don't convince?"

Fang Xing saw that he lowered his head and refused to respond, and smiled: "Think about it, you only ask for leave to come out for war in the whole martial arts school, but who is the coward?"

"Martial arts is the cradle for cultivating generals. Even if he is a coward, he has to grit his teeth and fight for the opportunity to fight for his own life, otherwise he will never be reused in the future."

Fang Xing turned around and whispered: "Remember, even if you can get something that no one can get, you can't say it, do you understand?"

Tudou raised his head, but was still a little dissatisfied.

"Dad, that's the dusk."

Fang Xing laughed and scolded: "Boy! There are many ways to do things, just for the father. Just tell you one method. You can choose your own choice in the future and ignore your father."

Potato was a little nervous, but there was more anticipation.

Which teenager doesn't want to be left uncontrolled?

Free, I can embrace the whole world, I can do anything!

Fang Xing raised his head slightly and said, "Let's study hard, I will definitely take you there this time as a father."

His heirs must see blood and see the battle formation, otherwise he will feel panic.

This world is still the jungle era, and he cannot grasp the future direction, so he can only try his best to make the Ming Dynasty stronger and make the people he cares about stronger.

Potato was happy at once, and then felt guilty.

"father……"

He felt that he had wronged his father, and the guilt made the boy lower his head again.

Fang Xing looked at his eldest son with relief, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Go, I have to make trouble with your mother about this when I look back and for my father."

Fang Xing’s idea was to let Potato go to the battlefield, and he did not tell Zhang Shuhui.

Tudou looked up and said in a little tangled manner: "Dad, you...my mother, you... are you afraid you can't speak? Why don't the child talk to him by himself."

Mother Xipi!

Fang Xing resisted the urge to slap the boy, and then said with a stern face: "Then you go."

It’s really a pot that doesn’t open to pick up!

Tudou also knew that she had uncovered her father's scars, so she bent around and turned around and ran away.

"Stupid brat!"

Fang Xing was about to go back when he suddenly remembered something and shouted: "Buy some snacks from the Li family for your sister."

The running potato responded: "I know dad!"

Seeing him disappearing from sight quickly, Fang Xing stood there in a daze.

This is the continuation of his life. Only with his own children can he not be afraid of death.

"Xinghe Bo!"

Fang Xing slowly turned around, then bowed and said, "It's rare, but is Jingji Si moving?"

The person who came was An Lun, who rarely came out, so it was really rare.

An Lun bowed and smiled and said, "Xinghe Bo, can you talk with me after a step?"

This is outside the Governor's Office. Fang Xing pointed to the side and the two walked over side by side.

After learning that An Lun had secretly helped him, Fang Xing felt a little guilty, guilty that he had beaten An Lun at that time.

An Lun didn't care about those emotions. He whispered: "Can we continue to be in the East Factory after Xinghe Bo and Yu Jia?"

Outsiders will be confused after hearing this, but Fang Xing understood it. He asked, "Why?"

It is difficult to distinguish the status of the eunuchs around the emperor and the eunuchs of the East Factory. Relatively speaking, the East Factory is more free and has more rights.

"You...it's hard to say about this, I'll ask."

"Thank you."

After waking up later, he entered the palace. When he saw that Cao Fei was on duty by Zhu Zhanji, he gave up that idea.

Moreover, Dongchang was the emperor's slave. He rashly intervened, which was an offense to the emperor's rights.

"The Qinglong Guard and the Baihu Guard are well trained, and the rest of the guards are in the process. There are not enough doctors in the army, and the capital is all drawn, and the people are complaining."

Fang Xing changed the topic, which gave Zhu Zhanji some insights.

He ordered: "The injuries caused by training in the military must be mostly caused by external injuries or wounds from swords and guns, so that the Imperial Hospital can be good at this."

This is a good decision. The soldiers of the soldiers have never seen the imperial doctor take action. Now they have all the morale of the army, and their loyalty will continue to soar.

Fang woke up and went straight to the East Factory.

"No."

Fang Xing did not explain why, but An Lun said relievedly: "This matter is an emperor's private matter, but our family is Meng Lang. Thank you Xing and Bo."

He sent Fang Xing out of the East Factory, and then stood outside the door and stared at the distance in a daze.

Chen Shi walked behind him and said, "Brother-in-law, it's up to three days."

An Lun nodded.

Three days later, he had to enter the palace, and from then on he could only sit in the well and watch the sky in the palace. The occasional way to come out was to convey the emperor's will.

He turned around and said to Chen Shi gently: "There are some problems in Tongzhou recently. Others are worried about our family, so you can go and have a look."

Chen Shi felt cold in his heart, thinking that he wanted to leave himself aside and then change others.

But he didn't dare to refuse, so he had to respond with a smile.

An Lun returned to his pay room and later said that he wanted to go home and greet him if he had something to do.

Dongchang is almost automatically performing monitoring and reporting such a set of procedures. An Lun's existence is just supervision and makes decisions on major events.

So his departure did not trigger anything.

The early autumn wind was very comfortable. An Lun walked slowly on the street, watching the leaves blown up, and then fell down again.

He was not following anyone, and he walked alone on the street.

"The pot sticker, the last pot is here. If you don't buy it, wait for tomorrow!"

The girl's voice was very crisp, which made An Lun look over with a smile.

Yingmei is already a big girl. She is guarding the last pot of pot stickers and is about to go home after selling them.

An Lun walked slowly over, and Yingmei smiled when she saw him, "Do you want to eat pot stickers? You don't have any money."

An Lun smiled and said, "I remember you almost cried that time. Why, now you are brave?"

Yingmei was originally worried that An Lun would fall in love with her, so she was very nervous for a while. If her family hadn't needed her to make money, she would have been out of the house long ago.

After An Lun came many times, Yingmei found that his eyes were a little strange.

It’s not the obscene look of men looking at women, but... kindness.

So she was no longer afraid and could talk to An Lun freely.

She wrinkled her nose and said playfully: "Sir, are you making fun of me!"

She lowered her head and turned the pot stickers over. The golden pot stickers looked so popular.

"Sir, if your teeth are good, this will be delicious. The crumbs are chewy and tastes good."

An Lun nodded, and Yingmei put nine pot stickers for him.

"Why aren't there ten?"

"Sir, now some people say that nine is better, nine is better than one or more, it's better anyway, good luck."

An Lun said with a smile: "Okay, I will accept your good words."

He took the pot sticker and asked, "Can you see someone at home?"

Yingmei was embarrassed and refused to say it. An Lun smiled and said, "Tell me, there are those who look gentle now, but they are vicious in their bones. Let's... let's take a look for you, at least you can't be deceived."

Later, after getting the message from Yingmei's fiancé, An Lun took the pot and took it home in one step.

After arriving at the door of his house, he suddenly stood still and waved.

Two men appeared from behind like ghostly.

"Father-in-law."
Chapter completed!