Fang Zheng got up early in the morning. He fell down last night and felt a little sore when he woke up today.

Fang Zheng stretched out and yawned a big yawn. After washing up, Fang Zheng was stunned. What are you doing today? You can’t stay at home on a great day, right?

The academy cannot be reached for the time being. Due to the Turkic army heading south, the people of the Chinese Dynasty were panicked and the students could not read with peace of mind. Seeing this, the dean simply announced a holiday and returned to class after the Turkic retreated.

Ruyuzhai will open in half a month. The preparations for the opening are managed by Fang’s business owners, and Fang Zheng can’t help even if he goes there.

The fat man didn't know what he was doing these days, and he couldn't see him. He hadn't seen him come to the house for a meal for many days. He took the initiative to find him, but Fang Zheng didn't want to see the willful Princess Changping.

"Oh, it's so fucking boring. What should I do?" Fang Zheng lay on the bed and began to think about it.

Before he could think about it, butler Sun is here.

"Young Master, a guest came to the door. It was the general of the Jinwu Guard last time. Do you want to see him?"

"Brother Feng?" Fang Zheng bounced from the bed like a chicken blood: "Hurry, invite him in!"

After a while, Feng Qiudao stepped into Fang Zheng's courtyard with big strides.

"Oh, Brother Feng, what wind blows you over again?" Huh? Why do you say "re-"?

Feng Qiudao smiled much more naturally than before. The so-called "natural" is actually just a little bigger than the corner of his mouth. This guy's usual image as a tough guy is, smiling is a more difficult thing for him than killing people.

"Brother Fang, I'll take the opportunity to come to the door, and I hope you don't blame me for being rude."

"No, Brother Feng, you are a distinguished guest." Fang Zheng smiled happily. Listening to Feng Qiudao talk about how to fight and how to kill people, he would not be bored today.

Fang Zheng was smiling, but unexpectedly, Feng Qiudao pushed Jinshan with a solemn expression, turned the jade pillar, and "punched" at Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng's smile froze as if he was strangled by someone. Then he was frightened and panicked. He rushed forward and helped Feng Qiudao up: "Oh, what are you saying this? Brother Feng, what are you doing? If you have something to do, can you say it well? As long as you say it, I will never refuse what I can do. - Except for borrowing money, I don't have money either..."

Feng Qiudao looked at Fang Zheng with gratitude and said, "Brother, I worship you on behalf of the people of Dahua. Feng received the imperial edict. The emperor adopted your strategy to retreat to the enemy and ordered me to lead 20,000 elite cavalry to raid the grassland and set off tonight. Feng was not wrong. Brother, you are indeed a bloody man. If the strategy you offer to retreat to the enemy is successful, at least you can protect my safety for three to five years. How many people in Dahua will die fewer than my people."

"Ah?" Fang Zheng was stunned. The emperor actually adopted my plan, which was very unexpected. It seems that young master, I am really talented and resourceful. No matter how low-key I am, I am as distinctive as a firefly in the dark...

But... when I came up with this idea, I never thought about the lives of the people. I just wanted to continue to be my playboy master safely. I had no choice but to come up with such an idea. Feng Qiudao insisted on putting me as a position for the country and the people. This... a huge misunderstanding...

Fang Zheng smiled dryly and said, "Brother Feng, you are polite. Haha, if I say that my original intention of coming up with this idea was not for the people, you... don't have any objection?"

Feng Qiudao said: "No matter who it is for, the people have received your favor. Brother, don't worry, your plan is yours. Feng will not embarrass you when he enters the grassland!"

"Ah, no need, it doesn't matter if you are embarrassed. I don't care. I just talk casually, don't be too serious..."

Fang Zheng suddenly became worried about something, and everyone seemed to be sure that the idea he came up with would work. This is the case with the fat man and Feng Qiudao. They have confidence in themselves, and Fang Zheng is very pleased. But what if the plan doesn't work?

"Brother Feng, I'll ask you a risk," Fang Zheng swallowed with difficulty and said, "That... what if, I mean, what if the strategy of repelling the enemy failed? - Uh, the emperor won't kill my nine clans, right?"

Victory is very happy, if you lose, the court must find a scapegoat, right? This strategy was originally made by Fang Zheng, and the Fang family has no relationship with the imperial officials. If you want to hold them accountable, who is more suitable to play this poor sheep than Fang Zheng?

Feng Qiudao frowned and said, "How can I be so unconfident in myself? Mr. Wei, Minister of War, and the generals of various guards, slightly modified the details of your plan. Everyone said that the possibility of this plan is very good. I have carefully studied your plan and thought it was very feasible. Brother, please don't worry."

Can the court officials believe what they say? This old Feng is too simple.

"What if it fails?"

Feng Qiudao pondered and said, "If it really fails, Feng and the 20,000 elites will not be able to come back. Moreover, you are afraid, brother, are you..."

Feng Qiudao shook his head and didn't continue to say anything.

Fang Zheng understood Feng Qiudao's meaning. The plan failed and I couldn't get it right. I washed my neck and prepared to get a knife.

Fang Zheng wanted to slap himself hard, why is my fucking dirty mouth so cheap! I have to go crazy and offer some bullshit strategies to the court, and I don’t think about it. Is the court so easy to pass? People have to buy toilet paper in the store and have to have an after-sales service, not to mention that this is a major event related to the survival of the country. How could I just let me say it?

Neither Zhuge Liang nor Zhou Gongjin, the daffodils don’t bloom, so how can they pretend to be big-headed garlic! Now, I’ll put myself in.

"But don't worry, brother, don't say that this plan will not fail. Even if you lose, Your Highness Fu will also keep you safe. I heard that Your Highness Fu has something to say before the emperor. If you win, you will be rewarded. If you lose, you will not be investigated. The emperor agreed."

So that's it, I feel much more relaxed now. The fat man is indeed loyal enough.

While Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, he began to worry about Feng Qiudao: "Brother Feng, the people of the grassland tribe are fierce. Even the elderly, weak, women and children are good at riding and shooting. Don't take it lightly. I'm still waiting for you to come back and tell me the story of leading troops to fight."

"Don't worry, brother, Feng grew up in the frontier since he was a child and knew a lot about the Turkic people on the grassland. Just wait for my good news."

The two of them talked for a while before Feng Qiudao stood up and said goodbye, returning to the barracks to reorganize the army.

In May of the 12th year of Jianwu, Feng Qiudao, deputy general of the Longwu Army, led 20,000 elite cavalrymen, secretly drove out of the capital at night and headed west. In this secret operation, all the civil and military officials in the court were unaware of this secret operation except for a few ministers who could touch the core secrets. The ministers were still fiercely arguing in the court every day for peace or war.

Feng Qiudao led his army to the grassland, and military newspapers came from the capital. After the Chinese presidency of Dingzhou for three days, it was captured by the Turkic army. On the day the city was broken, Dingzhou prefect Liu Chengfeng and garrison general Wu Guangde died in his country. The young women in the city were captured, and all the rest were slaughtered. After the looting, the Turks set fire to the city. For a time, Dingzhou was a hundred miles of red land, and blood flowed into a river. In the extreme, they all turned into scorched earth. The surviving people took their families and went south to escape the military disaster.

Now the Turkic army has pointed its troops towards Youzhou, and the 50,000 vanguards have arrived at the city, and Youzhou is in danger.

When the news reached the capital, the emperor was furious and the ministers were panicked. The debate between the pro-war faction and the pro-political faction became more and more intense. Harmony lost the prestige of the country, the people's hearts, the war, and the soldiers were invincible. The court was as noisy as a vegetable market every day, and the emperor was furious, but he did not expect the ministers who could only talk big and talk about anything. His eyes were on the northwest, where an army was crossing the Loess Plateau and approaching the grassland that the Chinese people had never stepped into in a century.

This army may be the last hope of Huachao.

The court was quarreling, and the Fang family was not at peace, and it had nothing to do with the government.

These days, Mr. Fang will be more and more focused on his only baby son.

Since the son fell to his head, he has really become enlightened as the servants of the Fang Mansion said. This point can be found in many aspects of daily life, such as knowledge, treating people and long-term vision, which is not inferior to the talent and long-term vision of the head of the family, etc. Mr. Fang even had an idea that if he handed over the family's industry to his son now, the achievements of the Fang family's business will be much more than that.

Lao Huai is the most true portrayal of Mr. Fang's mood now. After waiting for many years, God finally opened his eyes and his son has been reborn. How can he not teach him to be happy and comforted?

So, with the old man's affectionate attention, Fang Zheng's trouble came. To outsiders, this was a erotic trouble. - Mr. Fang planned to find him a marriage.

Since she learned about Princess Changping's identity, Mr. Fang and Mrs. Fang have lost their desire to accept her as their daughter-in-law. The status difference is too great, and this matter is too unreliable. But Mr. Fang has to get married, and if he delays it will become a joke in the Jinling business district.

In ancient times, there were very few eighteen-year-old men who had not got married. Even if there were, they were poor families who could not afford the betrothal gifts and could not even fill their own stomachs. Although the social status of the Fang family was not high, the most important thing was silver.

It was only because Fang Zheng's predecessor was too bastard and good people were unwilling to marry his daughter to him that Fang Zheng had been delaying until now.

Now Fang Zheng has traveled through time, being kind to others, never pretends to be a young master, and has a profound knowledge (this is represented by his confrontation with Master Chen more than 300 pairs). These changes have been passed down by the servants who are interested, so now, Young Master Fang has gained a big reputation in the Jinling business district, and everyone is impressed by him. Once the reputation is good, the marriage will naturally come to his door.

There are three marriages delivered to the door, all of whom are the daughters of the owner of the business owner in Jinling City. The three families have a common characteristic, and their business depends on the support of the Fang family business owner. To be honest, these three marriages are all the nature of commercial marriages.

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