Fang Xing came to the political affairs hall. Meng Ying was listening with a group of veteran generals. When he heard that the Tatar department had all turned into herdsmen, he asked, "ah Tai has given up his ambition?"
Fang Xing said, "I don't know, but if he is willing to follow him to Beijing, no matter how big his ambition is, it will be in vain."
Meng Ying said with a grim smile: "when you were away last year, I advised your majesty to prepare for a better life for ah Tai. Now it seems that you are worried too much."
"Yes, it's a hidden danger to let him stay there. If we deal with it as soon as possible, Daming will be able to accept the hearts of the herdsmen as soon as possible."
If ah Tai were here, he would probably feel the cold in his bones and run away.
"Huazhou is a good place. As a barrier to the Ming sea, what do you think?"
Meng Ying asked another question, but no one answered.
Fang Xing didn't want to answer. He got up and said, "Your Majesty has no opinion on this matter."
Then he nodded and prepared to go back.
Meng Ying got up and sent him out. When he got out of the gate, he told him a message: "Marquis Yang Wu can't do it."
The mood of waking up in an instant is extremely bad.
Knowing his mood, Meng Ying said, "Marquis Yangwu is more than 70 years old. The imperial doctor said that his body and bones are good, otherwise his early battle will save him ten years."
Fang Xing left the city with a heavy heart. Then Fang Jiazhuang spoke to the outside world, saying that Fang Xing was not in good health and needed to rest for a while.
The whole city of Peiping was saying that the emperor's evil dog would come back and bring blood, so when they got the news, they all celebrated with each other's hands.
But in Fang's study, Fang Xing, who said he was going to rest, was receiving guests.
"... maybe they are afraid of you, so they don't dare to do it for the students who become officials in the Academy, but many of the petty officials who study science by themselves have been done down, mostly stigmatized."
Xie Zhenliang said angrily, "I went to see Yang Rong at that time. Yang Rong said he would tell his majesty about it, but after a long time, there was still no news. It can be seen that they are all together."
"Don't worry."
Fang Xing's anger is rushing upward, but he knows not to move blindly.
But Xie Zhenliang was very angry: "mountain leader, more than ten people were beaten and disabled!"
Fang woke up and his eyes turned red. Xie Jin coughed and said, "Dehua, calm down, calm down!"
Fang Xing repressed the murderous spirit and said, "Mr. Xie, I'm very calm."
Xie Jin is also in his 60s, but he looks good physically and mentally.
He said slowly, "at first, I didn't know why you went out. After the people in the East Hall attacked the Imperial College, I knew that these were all your Majesty's games. You were just chess pieces."
Fang Xing's mood gradually calmed down, "yes, since I went out to show weakness, your Majesty was playing chess, and then kowtow was a big game of chess, but finally... If you have a utilitarian attitude, I think it's very good, not better."
Xie Jin felt that his mood was wrong. "Innovation should be promoted step by step. If you wait until your majesty... The day when science still can't compete with Confucianism, Dehua, you are laying a curse for the Ming Dynasty. The chaos at the end of the Han Dynasty is not far away!"
Fang Xing argued, "that situation will not happen. Your majesty will live a long life!"
"Stupid!"
Xie Jin's fierce drink was connected with a severe cough, which worried Xie Zhenliang. He hurried to persuade him: "father, calm down and take care of your body."
Fang Xing quickly poured a cup of hot tea. Xie Jin took a sip, and then slowly slowed down.
"For the problem here, let the imperial doctor write a prescription and take advantage of the opportunity of spring to cure him."
Fang Xing pointed at the bottom of his throat and said, but Xie Jin didn't appreciate it. He continued to refute: "you're taking Daming for your experiment, just like those physical and chemical experiments, but it's nothing if the physical and chemical experiments fail, but what about Daming? You're taking a risk!"
He said angrily, "I've wanted to tell you for a long time that science has been seeking survival in the cracks since the beginning, relying on the support of the emperor. But how long can the emperor support?"
"Once it fails, there will be a liquidation within Daming. Just like the liquidation after the failure of countless innovations in history, Confucianism will launch crazy revenge on science and its children. What other Daming will there be at that time?"