In the room, Fang Xing looked proud.

"Since the pre-Song Dynasty, literati have become a habit for governing the country. You can't deny this, right?"

Fang Xing first raised a question, and Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "Indeed, the former Song Dynasty even really shared the world with the scholars and officials."

"What happened afterward?"

Fang Xing asked lightly, there is no need to answer this question.

During the Song Dynasty, the scholars and officials shouted to share the world, but they were the ones who eventually ruined the Song Dynasty.

"When we arrived in the Mongol Yuan, did those Han officials dare to yell to share the world? Under the temptation of the official position, these literati quickly followed Master Mengyuan with pride, even if he was a slave!"

When he heard Fang Xing ridicule the literati again, Zhu Zhanji had to listen uncomfortable.

"But when the Mongol Yuan was destroyed, some people were still saying something complacently. Look, if you don't value civil servants in the Mongol Yuan, you are indeed defeated!"

Zhu Zhanji became interested and asked, "Where is this dynasty?"

Fang Xing said boldly: "I don't think I am as good as the former Song Dynasty!"

Zhu Zhanji did not agree with this. He argued: "Brother Dehua, the administration of this dynasty is much stronger than that of the former Song Dynasty. And those civil servants were also obedient. How could they repeat the mistakes of the former Song Dynasty?"

Fang Xing laughed and said, "That's because Emperor Taizu Gao killed too many corrupt officials, and they were afraid of killing them, so it benefited the present."

"Taishun, believe me, the future Ming scholars will become a huge interest group, and even the emperor cannot compete with them."

Zhu Zhanji was a little shocked, and listened to Fang Xing continue:

"When this interest group was formed, the Ming Dynasty's decline was already destined, and there was no hope of turning over!"

Fang Xing's attitude was so firm that after he went out, Zhu Zhanji was still thinking about the following words.

"...The Ming Dynasty has three harms. One is that the scholars who are hugged together will corrode the body of the Ming Dynasty bit by bit; the other is that the eunuchs who are indulged by the king are not opponents of scholars. Most of them are greedy and cannot be spokespersons for the king..."

Looking at Fang Xing's back, Zhu Zhanji remembered the third one.

"The third is that the status of soldiers is low, even lower than that of the former Song Dynasty. Civilians regard them as untouchables, but in the end they have no morale in the army, and they respect generals, almost the same as private soldiers..."

"You check the rise and fall of the previous dynasty, see how the civil servant system changed, and how the army degenerated. Check it out the same, and then try to find out the rules."

Some words were awake but didn't dare to say, so Zhu Zhanji asked him to find the answers himself, then reflect on it, and find a solution.

Looking at the soldiers in front of him who were not chaotic by firecrackers, Fang Xing sighed: "The road is long!"

...

Zhu Zhanji, who unexpectedly returned to the capital, just paid homage to his parents, and then plunged into the vast royal scriptures. For several days, the prince and his wife couldn't figure out what he was doing.

The Crown Princess simply took Wanwan to find him, but ended up seeing a crown prince who was fully focused on reading.

"Zhanji, what are you doing?"

The Crown Princess felt a little strange in her heart. The King of Han, who was ordered to read books in a closed door, was released, but her son was trapped in the pile of old papers.

Zhu Zhanji looked up in the book and said, "Mother, Brother Dehua gave me an interesting question, I'm looking for the answer!"

Wanwan pouted when she heard this, “Brother, Fang Xing is mine.”

As a sister, there is always privilege, so you don’t need to call him the emperor.

Zhu Zhanji was stunned, and then laughed with the Crown Princess.

The Crown Princess lowered her head and touched Wanwan's soft head, and smiled and said, "Okay, Mr. Fang is yours."

Zhu Di, who was far away in Peking, also received information from the capital and letters from Zhu Zhanji.

"I want to come back? Hahahaha!"

Zhu Di suddenly burst into laughter, then waved the letter in his hand and smiled: "The crown prince has just arrived in the capital and wants to come back soon."

Yang Rong next to him also smiled and said, "Your Highness the Emperor is missing Your Majesty. If I had known it, I wouldn't have gone back. Can't you practice martial arts even if you were by your Majesty?"

Zhu Di was even happier when he heard this and took the initiative to explain to Zhu Zhanji: "This is the first time Zhanji can make decisions, so how can he stand it."

"It seems that your Majesty still needs your Majesty's guidance!"

Yang Rong smiled and said, indeed, it aroused Zhu Di's complacent feelings.

"Zhanji has been following me since he was a child, and he is skilled in bows and horses. I don't know that Fang Xing might satisfy him."

Yang Rong was good at making decisions and his military strategy was deeply trusted by Zhu Di, so he said, "Your Majesty, Fang Xingchen has heard of this. He is also a young hero. He only uses military training, so I have nothing to say."

Zhu Di looked at the information sent by the Jinyiwei, and after wailing, he handed the information to Yang Rong.

"Look at it."

After Yang Rong looked at it with a look of ten lines, he pondered for a moment and said with a look of surprise: "This Fang Xing was beyond my expectations. I didn't expect that he had some military strategy and knew to practice military discipline and formation first."

Zhu Di was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that Fang Xing, a scholar, would dare to have a quarrel with the Ministry of War, and would also train the soldiers in a very exciting way.

"One of the soldiers is just the word "Dao" first. I have some essence when I wake up. I don't know if it was a mistake."

Of course, a fierce man like Zhu Di knew the way to train troops, so he pointed out Fang Xing’s key points one by one.

...

"Be brave and fearless! No matter whether there are swords, guns, or horse hooves in front of you, as a military order, you must rush forward for me!"

Fang Xing stood in front of the queue, watching the ten hundred-man teams standing neatly, he said: "When you arrive on the battlefield, once the front team retreats, the back team can be killed! The back team retreats and the supervisor team will be killed!"

"On the battlefield of blood and fire, only the brave can live to the end, gain merits and wealth! And the timids do not die under the swords and guns of the enemy and the supervisory team, but will also die on the road to escape. Therefore, I hope you can be brave!"

Fang Xing's words echoed in the training ground. One hand was fat pork and the other hand was machete, so that these soldiers knew what they should do and what they should not do.

Zhu Zhanji appeared with a haggard face, but his eyes were very bright.

"Start practice!"

Fang Xing took a few steps back, gave the place to Xin Laoqi, and then met Zhu Zhanji.

Seeing Zhu Zhanji's appearance, Fang Xing couldn't help but tease him: "I said what's wrong with you? Could it be that he was beaten up by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Zhu Zhanji did not laugh, but just walked side by side with Fang Xing.

"Brother Dehua, I have roughly looked at the administration and army of the previous dynasty these days, and found that the problems were all in the middle and late stages. There were even emperors who were incompetent and incompetent, causing chaos in the country..."

Fang Xing listened with a smile, and after he finished speaking, he said with satisfaction: "No, but we still have to continue to find the rules and examine the role played by each class in this cycle of chaos."
Chapter completed!