Fangjiazhuang was very quiet in the afternoon, with only the sound of a breeze blowing across the earth.

Fang Xing sat in the study, holding his chin with his hands and napping.

Just as I was dreaming that I was punching the Japanese pirates and kicking Mongolia, a burst of rapid footsteps interrupted the good dream.

"Young Master, Young Master, there is someone named Zhang Taishun visiting you."

Fang Xing, who was interrupted by his beautiful dream, was very upset, and just raised his hand and said, "Please come in."

Even though alcohol still works in the brain, Fang Xing still holds his energy, rubs his face with his hands, and looks like a leisurely cloud and wild crane.

"Hahaha! Brother Dehua, I'm polite."

Fang Xing's hand was still covering his face. When he heard the sound a little familiar, he took a look through his fingers.

The young man in brocade robe looked energetic, wearing a delicately crafted head on his head, and was holding a folding fan in his hand, holding his fists to salute.

"Who are you……"

Fang Xing's face turned red with rubbing, and he felt that the young man looked familiar.

The young man smiled and said, "My little brother Zhang Taishun, I had a conversation with Brother Dehua a few days ago, which was shocking! So today I took the liberty to come to visit and was rude."

Although this man smiled, he had an inviolable aura on his body, and he was obviously not a child of an ordinary family.

Fang Xing slapped his forehead and said oh, "I remember, the next door Zhuangzi belongs to yours, right?"

This is Fang Xing who is trying to mess around with the matter that he refuted several literati that day.

Although the remarks were very irritating, the reason why most people now objected to moving the capital was to offend people.

After the two sides exchanged greetings and sat down, Xiaobai served incense tea, Zhang Taishun looked at the study room and said, "Brother Dehua, you didn't feel happy, so I came here today and I still want to ask about my dynasty's movement of the capital, and I would like to give you advice."

This is very polite, but it has a scent of undeniable.

What a great momentum!

Fang Xing instantly guessed the identity of this person, and finally felt that he should be an official, and the son of an official who was involved in the relocation of the capital.

Fang Xing wanted to refuse, but he thought that Emperor Yongle had been in power for a long time, so he had to pretend to sigh: "Corrupt Confucianism will ruin the country!"

Zhang Taishun listened with a smile.

This posture is very noble, which makes Fang Xing, who is born in an ordinary way, a little envious.

Fang Xing dipped his hands in tea and drew a circle on the table, which was roughly the same as the territory of the Ming Dynasty. Then he drew a line, and finally pointed out Jinling, looked at Zhang Taishun.

Zhang Taishun frowned and tapped his palm with a folding fan. After a long time, he said, "Brother Dehua means...far?"

"Resolute solution!"

Fang Xing pointed out the location of Peking again and said, "If my dynasty does not move the capital, then I dare to guarantee that if there are less than fifty years, the nine sides will inevitably be corrupt."

Fang Xing's expression was filled with worries about the country and the people, and he looked determined to go through fire and water for the sake of our Ming Dynasty, but he really agreed with moving the capital.

If he didn't move the capital, he might not be dead yet. The barbarians on the grassland would come to Peiping. Where can he hide at that time?

Zhang Taishun pointed at the location of Jinling with a folding fan and said with some confusion: "Brother Dehua, if our dynasty does not move the capital, even if the north warns, the capital can calmly mobilize the army to support!"

From Jinling, that is, the south mobilizes large army support, this argument is also very marketable at present.

Fang Xing saw Xin Laoqi shaking at the door, with a look of vigilance on his face, and smiled: "That's just wishful thinking!"

After all, he was still young. Zhang Taishun's face was a little shocked and asked in a hurry: "Brother Dehua, how can he explain this?"

Fang Xing was a little anxious, so he said without hesitation: "From Jinling to Beiping, thousands of miles away, when reinforcements arrived, the north would have been decayed."

"That Taishun, I'll go to change my clothes first and stay there!"

After Fang Xing finished his work happily, he found that Xin Laoqi was guarding outside the thatched cottage, looking vigilantly at the gate.

"Young Master, that Zhang Tai has brought two followers, it's interesting."

Xin Laoqi held Tang Dao in one hand and told Fang Xing about his discovery.

Something interesting?

That's a master!

Fang Xing took out a mint candy from his purse, stuffed one into his mouth, and threw it to Xin Laoqi two.

"Give it to the big girl later."

After shaking into the study, Fang Xing saw Zhang Taishun still writing paintings on the 'map'. After hearing the footsteps, he messed up the water marks on the table and turned around and said, "Brother Dehua, from your analysis just now, I think you are not optimistic about the Nine Borders of the Ming Dynasty, right?"

Fang Xing did not have the pressure of the imperial examination, so he said easily: "It will be sooner or later for something happening to Jiubian, and it will definitely be Jiubian who ruined my Ming Dynasty in the end."

After rubbing it, Zhang Taishun stood up with anger on his face, narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "Brother Dehua, please make it clear."

Fang Xing burped, and a smell of Maotai liquor floated out, and then he said leisurely: "The so-called Nine Borders are just guardian dogs. If the Ming Dynasty's military system does not keep pace with the times, it will sooner or later be the same as the Mongolians. This is not based on human will."

When he suffocated his mouth with his hand, Fang Xing saw that Zhang Taishun was still angry and thoughtful, and said, "You are still young. Go back and read more history books to see how those dynasties changed from prosperity to decline."

"Using history as a lesson, you can know the rise and fall!"

Fang Dali said with compassion.

At present, the Ming Dynasty's military front is in full swing, and the barbarians on the grassland can be scattered. It can be used for less than a hundred years, or even fifty years. The Ming Dynasty Yingzong, who favored Wang Zhen, will ruin the last morale of the Ming Dynasty at Tumu Fort. From then on, the Ming Dynasty's military front has never entered the grassland on a large scale.

The anger on Zhang Taishun's face disappeared magically. He sat down again, smiling as if he was another person just now.

"Brother Dehua, then look at the military system of the Ming Dynasty."

This topic is too big, and Fang Xing dared not speak nonsense, for fear of being cut off by the Emperor Yongle, so he said perfunctorily: "In the history of China, there are only the Han and Tang dynasties that have been destroyed by force."

Zhang Taishun recognized this, so his eyes looked at Fang Xing with a little hot look, which made him feel a little creepy.

"Cough cough!" Fang Xing coughed dryly, "With the Song Dynasty, the status of soldiers was the lowest in history, but do you know why the Song Dynasty could hold on for so long?"

Zhang Taishun said a little confusedly: "It's probably because of the outstanding literary and cultural discipline."

The civilized rule of the Song Dynasty was indeed "outstanding", and it was directly sharing the world with the scholars and officials.

Fang Xing glanced at Zhang Taishun, pointed at him and said, "You are not honest."

Zhang Taishun shouted injustice: "Brother Dehua, I am indeed what I say in my heart!"

Fang Xing said lazily: "The Song Dynasty relied on the benefits of opening the sea and the national treasury was full, so it was able to persevere until the Southern Song Dynasty without the protection of the Great Wall and the unfavorable environment of low status of soldiers. Even the Southern Song Dynasty almost dragged the Mongols to death."
Chapter completed!