Going to the battle in winter is not a good idea, but it is far away from Beijing to Hami, at least four or five months, or more than half a year, and itinerary makes people feel numb.

In martial arts, the Qianhu Institute is already full, and those students who want to register but fail to get the lawsuit to the imperial court, but they can still accept the ending of staying behind martial arts.

Shang Hui was very satisfied. As an earl who had never been on the battlefield and a martial arts backward, he looked forward to re-showing his deceased father's courage and loyalty on the battlefield.

After daily practice, many students have holidays and then go home to reunite for a few days.

Tudou just asked for leave and saw Shang Hui waiting for him, he asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Shang Hui looked around and asked in a low voice: "The striker is Xing He Bo, so can we go with him?"

Tudou shook his head, "All martial arts must obey His Majesty's will."

He bowed his hand and left, feeling quite dissatisfied with Shang Hui.

And this disapproval disappeared after getting home.

In the inner courtyard, three women and Wuyou were helping Fang Xing pack their bags, but they looked no longer worried.

The other party's awake admiration made them never consider the possibility of failure.

"Your father is in the front yard study."

Zhang Shuhui was not worried about her husband, but she was worried about her son. But at this moment she could not reveal this concern, so as not to affect the awakening of the upcoming battle.

"I'm going back."

Mingxin's eyes have more peace and more tranquility.

"Some monks look like they are. Why are they trying to develop in Jinling?"

Fang Xing did not have the tension before going to the battle and was very relaxed.

Mingxin said calmly: "I have been practicing devoutly in recent years, and I feel that I have a little spiritual awareness. Xinghe Bo, please take care of this trip."

Fang Xing nodded and said, "You have a good journey, I hope we can drink tea and travel to the lake next time I go to Jinling."

Mingxin nodded and said goodbye.

Fang Xing sent him out, but saw Yang Rong.

After welcoming people in, Tudou happened to come out of the back house and took on the reception matters.

Fang Xing took the teacup from his hand and asked, "How many days have you taken for leave?"

Tudou put another cup of tea on Yang Rong's side, and then said, "Martial Arts says that my father is about to go to war, and Wu Xue will follow His Majesty later. It is a good story for the father and son to be in the army, so he was given a five-day holiday."

Fang Xing's eyes were filled with more kindness, and then he asked Yang Rong: "Is it a private matter for Lord Yang to come to find Fang?"

Yang Rong glanced at Tudou, and saw that Fang Xing had no intention of letting him leave, so he said, "Shiqi..."

This is straightforward.

Fang Xing said: "Fang has said many times that if it is a mule or a horse, it will be pulled out, rather than just talking but not practicing. Moreover, the war is imminent, whether it is innovating Confucianism or improving Confucianism, you must obey this overall situation. Otherwise, even if Your Majesty is not in the capital, there will naturally be people in the capital who can make the decision, and then blood will flow and float... Fang will kill back, Lord Yang, and there will be no Confucianism at that time."

Yang Rong said with a pale face: "If I stayed behind, I would naturally stare at these."

Fang Xing's eyes were full of murderous intent, "Fang knew that in the eyes of many people, the Chinese war was just a joke and had nothing to do with them. Many people were eager to change their masters. These people were all traitors. Once they were launched, the Western Expedition Army would kill all these people even if they were back to the army! Clan killed!"

Yang Rong knew that what Fang Xing said was true. Those people did not have any concept of a country, and it would be no problem for them if they had a ruler.

"I know."

The undeniable depression made Yang Rong want to vomit blood.

But after Fang Xing agreed without causing bad advice, he could go back and suppress the hot guys.

Ma Su did not come back, so he submitted a memorial, fiercely requesting the emperor to reduce the grain tax in Susong area, and gave examples of the torment of the people in Susong area under such high grain tax.

Su Song paid half a day of taxes, which is an exaggeration, but the production of that piece of fish and rice land was the granary of the Ming Dynasty in the past.

Ma Su has been in office for a long time, and at this time he made suggestions, he must have analyzed the pros and cons.

But Susong's high taxes were decided by Emperor Taizu Gao. One reason was that the area was fertile, and the other was that Susong and other regions supported Zhang Shicheng back then, which was considered revenge.

The emperor won't agree, right?

But the emperor did not hesitate and immediately agreed and reduced the grain tax owed in Susong area over the years.

That's a grain tax of tens of millions of stones!

But the emperor agreed without blinking.

What does this mean?

Since the emperor had a long plan, why didn’t he take the initiative to propose it himself, and instead wanted Ma Su to gain reputation and capital?

Then the emperor issued an order to allow private people to open scientific academies or private schools in various parts of the Ming Dynasty. Local governments must not block or make things difficult for them, otherwise they will be dealt with strictly!

As soon as this will was released, it caused an uproar.

Countless people are asking why wildly!

The news was spreading quickly and the madness was spreading.

This is a decisive blow!

This represents a move that the emperor has completely relied on the scientific lineage!

After taking this step, the emperor had no chance of regret.

So this is a declaration of war!

The next day was Fang Xing's day to go to war.

The north roars at night, like ghosts and gods crying.

Fang Xing was in the palace at this moment.

"You left me alone and went to fight with them, it's not good."

Fang Xing looked at Zhu Zhanji helplessly, feeling that he should have taught him more shameless ways back then.

The two stood outside, with a eunuch beside him holding a plate with freshly hot wine inside.

Zhu Zhanji took a glass of wine and drank it, then looked at the night sky and said, "I have to do it after all. What you do is not count. Only after I do it will they realize that this is not a fight between two people, but a fight under the Ming Dynasty. It is related to the rise and fall of the Ming Dynasty, so there is no fighting of will!"

Zhu Zhanji put the wine glass back, then picked up a piece of dried meat, sighed, "Uncle Wang of Han came from a letter, saying that he was a thousand miles away, and he was very happy. But I knew that he was frustrated. As for other vassal kings, they would start migrating tomorrow, and there was no room for bargaining. If they did not move, they would be dealt with as diminished."

He looked at Fang Xing and suddenly laughed, smiling very freely.

"Brother Dehua, take care of yourself."

Fang Xing was stunned and then said, "Okay, I'll be waiting for you there."

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "The Ming Dynasty will win!"

Fang Xing said confidently: "Absolute!"

...

The next day, 30,000 troops gathered outside the city.

Jubaoshan Guard, Zhuque Guard, and 20,000 cavalrymen.

The sacrificial activities have ended.

Fang Xing was right next to him, three women were in the carriage, and four children were all in front of him.

Tudou said, "Take care, my father, and the child will follow His Majesty's army later."

Fang Xing nodded, then looked at Ping'an and said, "Look at home."

Ping An's eyes were a little hot, and he sniffed and said, "Dad, I want Ping An to come back."

Fang Xing nodded.

Huanhuan said, "Dad, I'll go to the Western Expedition next time!"

Fang Xing touched the top of his head and smiled and said, "Boy is brave. OK, you go next time! But now I remember to take good care of your mother."

Finally, there is worry-free.

Her eyes were a little red and swollen. When she looked at Fang Xing, her eyes were filled with tears.

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Is my daughter reluctant to part with her father?"

This sentence made Wuyou's mouth sag, and then he threw himself into Fang Xing's arms and started crying.

"father!"

Fang Xing's chest was filled with reluctance. He touched Wuyou's head and said, "You have to listen to your mother at home."

"You are down."

A carriage came down under the guard of a group of cavalrymen.

Fang Xing quickly returned to his position.

The carriage stopped in front of the array, someone brought a stool, and then the corn appeared.

He walked to Fang Xing's side, raised his head and said, "Sir, we will definitely win."

Fang Xing's armor was covered in his body and said loudly: "The Ming Dynasty will win!"
To be continued...