Jin Sili was driven out in a dirt state, and Fang Xing happened to return home.

"Husband."

The news had reached Fangjiazhuang, and Zhang Shuhui was also very sad for the woman named Yan Niang.

Xiaobai was already bizarrely angry, "Young Master, I must drive all the Oirat people away next time!"

"good."

Fang Xing smiled and seemed very calm.

"Master, the Duke is here."

As soon as they met, Zhang Fu looked at Fang Xing's expression. When he saw that he was still calm, he said with confidence: "Dehua, you did nothing wrong with this matter today, you were just a little impulsive."

Fang Xing's eyes were calm, and Zhang Fu shook his head slightly and said, "You could make an excuse at that time, for example, if you searched for letters from them, all of which were arranged by His Majesty's personal army and the troops. That way..."

"I'll have nightmares if that happens!"

Fang Xing rubbed his face with his hands and looked up and said, "I think I am used to life and death. From Nanzheng to Nanzheng's sadness of death, I gradually ignored it when I was in the Northernzheng. Brother, but I can't face those eyes!"

After breathing a long sigh, Fang Xing kept shook his head and said, "I will be angry about the Oirats plundering the Ming soldiers and civilians, but at most I will only kill more Oirats in the subsequent battles."

Zhang Fu looked at the coldness between Fang Xing's eyebrows and thought that if this happened before the Northern Expedition, Fang Xing would definitely be even more crazy.

Fang Xing touched the pair of ceramic horses on the table and said with a blank look: "But this happened in my Ming Dynasty. I can't imagine what the Ming officials who followed the mission did, and they could turn a blind eye to these things!"

Zhang Fu sighed: "Those officials only need to ensure that fewer people die along the way. As for the others, hey!"

"Without those people, what do they eat? Do they eat shit?"

Fang Xing's eyes were a little red: "Without those soldiers, would they just rely on their mouths to fight against the enemy?"

"Will there be a Ming Dynasty without these thousands of soldiers and civilians?"

Fang Xing stood up, pointed to the Ming map on the wall, and almost roared: "How many ancestors of those civil and military officials are farmers with their backs facing the loess and faces facing the sky, but suddenly they are rich and noble. The speed of forgetting their roots is faster than the speed of light!"

Zhang Fu didn't understand what the speed of light was, but when he saw Fang Xing's emotions were excited, he had to point the knife outside at the entrance of the study, signaling him to pay attention to the surroundings and not allow others to get close.

Xiaodao nodded, leaving only Xin Laoqi at the door, and he wandered out by himself.

Fang Xing's mood improved a little, and he shook his head slightly and said, "No sense of honor and no nationality. This is the problem of my Ming Dynasty!"

When Zhang Fu heard the sense of honor and nationality, he was shocked and hurriedly listened carefully.

"From the three generations, until the Han Dynasty, hundreds of years of Han Dynasty made future generations call themselves Han people."

"But the Jin Dynasty destroyed all this, and then the Tang and Song dynasties. Only the Tang Dynasty had some national prototypes..."

Zhu Zhanji, Ma Su, and Huang Zhong, who had just returned from visiting her, happened to come over. When he heard these words, Zhu Zhanji waved his hand to Xin Laoqi and signaled not to tell Fang Xing.

"Ahem!"

But how could Xin Laoqi listen to him? He immediately reminded the Fangxing inside with a dry cough.

The voice inside paused, and Zhu Zhanji hurriedly went in and apologized: "Brother Dehua, don't blame me, I just can't bear to disturb you, please continue."

Huang Zhong's eyes were shining brightly and he bowed and said, "My Lord, please hear it again, Bo Li dares to hear it again."

"Teacher..." Ma Su's eyes were bright and full of curiosity.

Fang Xingqiang smiled, and then continued, "No nationality, there is no way to talk about the sense of honor! Without a sense of honor, officials will have no bottom line in their hearts, soldiers will have no fighting spirit, and the people will be indifferent to the country, and everything will rise up."

After waved his hand, Fang Xing said indifferently: "Let's just stop here today. Brother, I have offended me after hearing my complaints for a long time."

Seeing Fang Xing's expression was exhausted, Zhang Fu stood up and said, "Dehua, if you are in a depressed mood, then go out for a walk, or go to the temple to listen to the scriptures for a few days."

Fang Xing nodded, and after seeing Zhang Fu off, he said to Zhang Shuhui, and took Xin Laoqi and Xiaodao out.

Xiaobai said worriedly: "Madam, where are you going?"

Zhang Shuhui frowned lightly and sighed: "Don't ask, there are some things that your husband likes to be bored, and he will naturally say when he wants to."

"oh."

Xiaobai stood at the door in a coquettish manner with Dahuang in her arms, with a bell at her feet. After Fang Xing's back could not be seen, she panicked and said anxiously: "Madam, will the young master come back, right?"

Zhang Shuhui shook her head: "No, my husband will come back at most three days."

...

Fangshan, as the night was approaching, Chen Sancai stood outside his yard, looking at the sky and muttered: "This day is really evil. Isn't it snowing this year?"

For farmers, as long as the next snow is not heavy, it is a good thing, and the harvest next year should be better.

Turning around, Chen San saw his son playing by the well, and suddenly became angry and shouted into the room: "Guihua, your son is about to fall into the well!"

"Then you won't go and pull it! Really!"

With the complaints, a woman in a civilian rushed out of the kitchen, grabbed the child by the well, and slapped her ass and eggs.

"You are told not to come to the well, and your father will not cover the manhole cover. What if you fall down!"

After a few slaps, the woman pushed the child in front of Chen Sancai and said angrily: "Look at the big kid, I still have to cook!"

"This woman has been in a good mood all day long. Big baby, come, dad, see if her butt is swollen."

"Dad, no, mom is useless."

The big kid giggled, lay in Chen Sancai's arms, and suddenly pointed at the door and said, "Dad, someone is here."

Chen Sancai thought he was a neighbor, so he turned around with the child in his arms, but there was a young man he didn't know standing at the door.

"Is there anything wrong with a noble man?"

Chen Sancai glanced at the fabric on the young man and the two men outside the door who looked like guards, and immediately asked in a trembling manner.

Fang Xing looked at the smoke from the roof and said slowly: "Brother, we are going to visit Fangshan, but we missed Sutou. If it is convenient for the family, I want to stay overnight, Xiaodao."

Xiaodao walked in, took out a silver horn with a smile and handed it to Chen Sancai.

"Don't worry, brother, my master is just coming out to relax. We are not strong men."

Chen Sancai rubbed his hands and wanted to take over the Yinjiao, but he was worried about the origin of Fang Xing and the other two.

At this time, the household registration system of the Ming Dynasty was really perverted and strict. If there was no road to cause trouble, you would be arrested as soon as you investigate.

Xin Laoqi stepped forward and took out a sign and lit it: "If you are worried, you can ask someone to check it."

"No...no need, please come in."
Chapter completed!