"If I know that one person will cause a big problem in the future, and it will harm the Ming Dynasty and the country, what should I do?"

Fang Xing left the palace and went to the Han Palace. He came to express his gratitude.

After receiving the news that the sons of Xunqi were reviewing, the King of Han took the potatoes to the Han Palace as if they were playing tricks, practicing equestrians and muskets all day, just to prepare for this day.

Zhu Gaoxu's face was a little swollen. He rubbed his face and said, "I drank too much during the Chinese New Year and felt confused. But last time you said you would quench your wine and let someone go."

Fang Xing's expression changed. Before he refused, Zhu Gaoxu shouted: "Prepare wine and food."

Fang Xing's throat surged and he said, "Drinking alcohol in the early morning is not good for his health."

Zhu Gaoxu yawned and said, "What's good or bad? I have nothing to do, what to do if I don't drink?"

The wine and food came up soon. Zhu Gaoxu was drunk until the glass was dry, but he woke up and seemed to be drinking poison.

Not to mention the morning, Fang Xing was unhappy to drink during the whole day.

He saw Zhu Gaoxu holding a pig's trotter and gnaw it happily, and after he finished gnawing, he said, "There are many ways to inspect it, and there is no new idea in shooting willows. What does Your Majesty want to do?"

After giving up against his elder brother, Zhu Gaoxu became the darling of the royal family. The rewards were always the first. He went to the palace and was unscrupulous and did not dare to care if he scolded the emperor because he would be criticized by the emperor for "mediating others".

Such a prince should be moist, right?

But Zhu Gaoxu still can't restless at heart. Being rebellious is his motto, and he is born unable to sit still.

He threw the bone in his hand, then took a big sip of wine, burped, and said with satisfaction: "I don't know what it means to say that I want to make each family bright in its family's family's background, but maybe it's not just for the boys from each family to take action. Your family is really a bit bad, just those servants."

He didn't say it clearly, but Fang Xing knew it.

Drinking during the day was what Fang Xing hated the most, but he took the initiative to raise his glass to drink.

So after returning home, Fang Xing became a little drunk.

When the woman at home saw him like this, she couldn't help but mutter a few words, and then the three women worked together to serve Fang Xingshu comfortably and calmly.

It was dark this time. Fang Xing's head was numb and gradually woke up.

"I just want to sleep forever in my life, and waking up is a dispute!"

Fang Xing recited a sour poem, and the knock on the door outside rang out.

"Dad, it's time to eat!"

Well, Fang Xing, who was drowsy and had some life insights, broke the atmosphere by his daughter, got up, washed and had dinner.

The head of the family appeared and supper began.

Adults think that the Chinese New Year is too greasy, so it’s okay not to eat supper, but the children feel hungry.

They naturally wouldn't mutter to Tudou Ping'an, but Huanhuan felt that her father would sleep in broad daylight, which was inconsistent with the principles taught by her mother.

So he felt a little unfair, but his family was a child and the authority of the adults was still there.

Things are uneven and roaring, so Huanhuan gets angry.

"Dad, I want to light a candle to play."

The simple words made Fang Xing look up at his young son. Seeing that he was a little aggrieved, he remembered that the child was hungry, so he picked up a fried tofu ball for him and asked, "What can I order?"

He asked Mo Chou this.

Mochou laughed, then covered his mouth and said, "Master, Huanhuan is sometimes sleepy, so I told him the principle of walking on the night with candles."

Everyone was happy when they heard this. Zhang Shuhui looked at Huanhuan, and couldn't help but think of the potatoes of the past: "This child looks lucky."

Xiaobai also said generously: "In the future, the three brothers should support each other and not lose the face of the young master."

Mo Chou bowed slightly to express his gratitude. Both bosses expressed optimism for Huanhuan. As long as the three brothers get along well, they will naturally be a family in the future.

Tudou and Ping'an were also very sensible to pick up vegetables for Huanhuan, so the whole family became harmonious.

Only Wuyou, she kept dozing off.

Fang Xing took action to hold it up to prevent Wuyou's chin from slamming into the dining table.

Wuyou opened her eyes and was stunned for a moment. The cute and cute look made Fang Xing smile, then rubbed the top of her head and asked, "What's wrong with my daughter?"

Zhang Shuhui smiled and said, "In the afternoon, Wuyou said he was worried that you were sick, so he went to see you later. If you ran too much, you would lose your energy."

Fang Xing felt soft and said, "Then just eat some light food and go to bed."

At this time, the powerful families had some rigid rules, and this was even more so between father and son.

But in the Fang family, Fang Xing is the rule.

After dinner, I woke up and called Tudou to the study.

Ping An gave Tudou a look behind his back, which meant to make him more alert.

This look did not escape Fang Xing's observation, but he ignored it.

Children are growing up and have some estrangement from adults. This is not a contradiction, but they are gradually getting in touch with the outside world and their three views are under construction.

When I arrived at the study, Xiaodao came in and lit a candle. When he went out, he looked firm and calm, Tudou felt a little relieved.

When Xiaodao went out and brought the door, Fang Xing saw Tudou being compulsive and calmed down. He smiled in his heart and said, "The King of Han accepted you as a disciple. It seems to be a nonsense, but it is related to something after the New Year."

Tudou forgot his uneasiness, leaned forward slightly, and said, "Dad, is the child going to go to war?"

Fang Xing said in surprise: "You little kid are still going on the battle? You...forget it. After the New Year, if you want to take the path of a warrior, then go to Jubaoshan Guard to practice. If you don't want to, you will be allowed to do it."

Tudou thought for a while and said, "Dad, the child doesn't know."

Fang Xing encouraged, "Just say it, you won't interfere too much for your father."

This father-son relationship is rare at this moment, so Tudou feels warm and says his thoughts.

"Dad, my child likes the days of academy. I feel energetic when I go out for exercise in the morning, and I feel extremely fulfilled when I read. But my child's studies are almost done and I should have graduated a long time ago, so I thought about it for a long time."

"In the end, the child will be a martial honor in the future, but he will lose his position in doing things. That is to live a life that he will die, but it is not the life he wants."

"Congwu, Dad, you said that the foreign enemies of the Ming Dynasty were almost defeated in your generation, kid..."

Fang Xing raised the teacup and Tudou shut up.

After taking a sip of tea, Fang Xing put down the tea cup and pointed to the slightly yellow tea soup and said, "This tea comes from the mountains in the southwest, where clouds and mist are covered all year round, so good tea is produced. There are also places in the southeast Fuzhou and other places, and rock tea in those places also comes from the mountains, and there is also the saying that good tea is produced on the cliff."

Tudou listened to these words respectfully and knew it was a warning.

Fang Xing said: "Good tea is in danger, and good people are trying harder. I have been indulging you brothers before, but I just stick to my studies. Now that the innovation of the Ming Dynasty has entered the middle and late stages, both civil and military affairs are critical moments, and countless talents are needed."

He took another sip of tea and felt it smelled mellow and had a long aftertaste.

"But talent is rare. Even if you are my son and do not have that ability, you will not ask for help for you as your father. It is only second to be unable to afford this person. I am afraid that you will mislead the country."

When Tudou heard this, she stood up and stood beside her hands.

Fang Xing suddenly asked, "What are your expectations for your whole life?"

This is a big question. Potato is not the child of the past, and can be answered as a question like "What do you want to do when you grow up?"

He was thinking very carefully, but Fang Xing did not urge him to drink tea slowly.

After drinking a cup of tea, the potatoes were also ready.

"Dad, my child only wants to protect his family and then make achievements in this life."

If this answer is in other powerful families, it is probably a high score.

But Fang Xing still asked lightly: "Who will make achievements for?"

Tudou subconsciously said, "For Your Majesty."

Fang Xing had wrinkles between his eyebrows and sighed, "Why is this still the case? Our family has friendship with His Majesty. I understand that you put him above the Ming Dynasty, but after all, the country was before the emperor, and His Majesty also agreed with this."

"As for taking good care of family, this is true. My father also thought so and did this."
Chapter completed!