Chapter 1291: You say, how do you support it?

Survive this year?
I frowned subconsciously: "Why this year?"
Fu Bazhen still didn't turn back, didn't answer me, and just walked forward slowly. Although I helped him, I couldn't hold him to ask at this time. He could only hold him half and follow him halfway.
Through the year ...?
Although I do n’t want to, I still understand that this battle must be fought, but the problem is that the opponent is always preparing for the battle, and Pei Yuanzhang clearly knows the opponent ’s intentions, but why has n’t one The specific measures will last this year. Will this year have any impact on the future war situation?
And let me and Pei Yuanzhang support--
I looked at the back of Fu Bazhen and asked softly, "How can I support this year?"
Fu Bazhen did not return his head, but smiled a little in his voice: "If the emperor scores one point today, the emperor supports one point, and Xichuan supports one point. What do you say?"
Subtle lag in my steps.
With this stagnation, he also dragged his hand a little, dragging Fu Bayi's body shape, and turned back to me: "Huh?"
I looked at him: "The teacher thinks, what will happen to Xichuan?"
He smiled slightly: "Lightness, but you are above the hall, in front of the civil and military officials and so many people, what will happen to Xichuan, do you still need to ask?"
"But the teacher should know that some people in Xichuan may not really listen to me."
"My husband doesn't think so."
As he spoke, he walked slowly with a cane, and I stood there and walked for a while, then hurried to follow them. After two people turned a bend, they entered a long walkway. On both sides is a towering red wall, which seems to enclose this place into a closed space. The sound of his crutch stuck on the ground, snatched, echoed in the red wall, inexplicably strange.
I followed him: "Teacher ...?"
He still moved forward calmly, and then slowly said, "Although your brother's mind is not easy to guess, you have to speak, and he may not tell you. Xichuan has been tightening all these years. He doesn't talk to Jiangnan's A bunch of people are confused, but he is not yet confused, but his mother may not be as sober as he is. "
My eyebrows twisted subconsciously-Xue Yan.
Indeed, since I went back to Xichuan, I also understand that all her thoughts have been on her father's will. Once a person is attached, she will slowly become blind. If she must do something, it will be more or less I and Yan Qingchen stand in the way.
This is indeed a problem.
but--
My mind had just turned around, and I heard Fu Bazhen again, but this time, his voice was somewhat bleak: "As for the light cold-"
I held his arm's subconscious stiff.
He sighed and said, "He doesn't have to listen to you, he knows what he should do."
"..."
"Sometimes you're afraid you should listen to him."
"Listen to him?" I was a bit weak and shook my head gently: "He never wanted to say anything to me."
Hearing what I said, Fu Bazhen listened, turned his head to me, I thought what he was going to say, looked at him quietly, but saw his chaotic eyes just helpless, after a long time, sighed Without a word, he said nothing and continued to move forward.
After taking a few steps, he slowly said, "I don't want to say more about the two of you. I should already say what I should say."
While holding his arm, I walked slowly with him step by step, and said, "I understand the meaning of the teacher. But now-I don't want to, and I can't leave the capital."
"Why?"
"My daughter, Miao Yan's illness hasn't healed yet, and I can't leave her at this time."
He breathed a sigh of breath, immediately knowing it, and sighed softly: "I understand."
Although, there is another reason I didn't tell him.
I also want to find an opportunity to meet the protector of the country. I do n’t know if it ’s a good thing or not. The chance to meet her has slipped away from my eyes several times. Today, I finally managed to handle the matter of the inner court However, Chang Qing was sick again. When Pei Yuanzhang finished handling his affairs, I would like to talk to him again.
Fu Bazhen didn't seem to understand what I thought, but just kept walking forward, with a little bit of oldness and weakness, and said, "This thing, naturally, I will not force you, and no one can force you. You will understand how to do it yourself. "
"..." After hearing his words, my heart was in a state of thought, and I asked subconsciously: "The teacher thinks, what should I do?"
"I?"
He smiled as if: "Just now in the Imperial Academy, what should I do? I have already reported it, and I still have silver?"
I froze and immediately returned to God--
"Revision history ?!"
He laughed twice.
My eyebrows tightened even more: "Isn't the teacher already aware that the flames of war are likely to ignite within this year, if-if we can't sustain it, why is the teacher still doing this?"
He calmly said, "How long and how short the fate of the dynasty, you read a lot of books, I don't need to teach you. But there are some things that are much longer and much longer than the fate of the dynasty, that is The real wealth is the same regardless of the star-shifting. My husband's life is protecting these important things. If I make a shot, I will help the emperor. If Teng cannot make a shot ... "
With that said, he and I stopped.
We have reached the Jixian Hall, in front of which is the long step.
He reached out and gently pushed me away, and he was walking forward with a cane. I said subconsciously: "Teacher, you can't see, I'll take you back."
He chuckled, but grumbled himself up the steps, and smiled lightly: "It's far from clear when you look with your eyes."
"..."
"You look at things, it's too shallow."
Speaking, walking on crutches, and after taking two more steps, he suddenly stopped again, facing a little stupefied under the steps. I said, "Yes, since the emperor has agreed to start editing Shi, then next, you have to ask for a living note. "
My heart throbbed.
He calmly said calmly, "You can come and help."
After speaking, turned around and left without looking back.
I still stand under the steps and can't say a word, but my heart has set off a thousand waves.
Open a living note hall!
Living note, recording the words and deeds of the emperor's words and deeds in the past, that's what I always wanted to find after I found the remaining manuscript of the living note in the library