? In the mansion of the Taifu in Wohu City, Zhao Xing was holding his hands behind his back and quietly watching the children in the yard learning fencing. The ages of these children were between eight and twelve years old, and almost half of them each accounted for half of them. They or their bodies were all filled with Zhao Xing's blood, which was the most precious "wealth" that Zhao Xing had after coming to this time and space.

As a father, Zhao Xing often cannot teach his children personally, cannot take them to the suburbs to fly kites in the spring season, cannot take them to the Fen River in midsummer season, cannot take them to the fields in the golden autumn season to experience the joy of farmers harvesting ears of grain, and cannot take them to build snowmen on the snow fields in the north in mid-winter season, but there is no doubt that the children all love their father very much.

Today, the children heard that their father was going to see them show the progress they had made since learning fencing, so they all wore martial arts uniforms carefully sewn by their mothers, and in front of Zhao Xing, they tried their best to show all the fencing techniques taught by Grandpa Tong.

Tong Yuan, whose hair and beard are white, has now settled in the Chouhu City because he likes the thriving and vigorous spirit in this city that has been built for more than ten years. Tong Yuan, a master who is nearly sixty years old, has traveled many places in his life and seen many miserable stories in the world. Therefore, when he is old, he enjoys the peace and peace in the Chouhu City that cannot be felt elsewhere.

Zhao Xing stood on the steps of the eaves, squinting his eyes at the children under the shade of the trees, while the children who had finished training looked at their father with anticipation.

Zhao Xing showed a satisfied expression and said to the children: "Children, I haven't come to see you practice fencing for a while. Everyone's progress is obvious. I am very satisfied. To reward your hard work during this period, my father will take you to hunt deep in Taihang Mountain in a few days, and catch a few little leopards to raise!"

"Ao, ao, ao!" After hearing the father's affirmation and the promised reward, the children were immediately excited and rushed up together to surround Zhao Xing tightly.

Not far away, two new employees of Zhao Xing were chatting with Chen Gui and Li Ru. Chen Gui complained with some dissatisfaction: "Guochang is good in everything else, just forcing the children to learn martial arts all day long, and they are not distinguishing between men and women. How can we ensure the inheritance and continuation of the country in the future?"

Chen Gui's words are obscure, but the general idea is that after Zhao Xing ascended the throne and became emperor, the children should be more in governing the country than fighting for strength and ruthlessness, so they should learn more about governing the country rather than martial arts.

After hearing Chen Gui's words, Tong Yuan said casually: "In addition to learning martial arts, how these children act, and even how to govern the country in the future, Guochangdu has formulated a special training plan based on the temperament of each child. I believe that it will not be much worse in the future. After all, Guochang himself is the one who teaches them!"

Li Ru nodded and echoed: "I heard from the lord that literature can promote the country, and military can maintain national affairs. The way of civil and military should not be neglected. Otherwise, either the country is weak and unable to protect the people, or the military is invincible and harming all directions. In short, it is difficult to escape the way of destruction. Teaching children to have the spirit of martial arts from an early age is very important for the Han people to sweep away all wildernesses in the future. Of course, the way of knowledge should not be neglected. It is also necessary to take the path of both civil and military affairs to be superior."

While the three of them were discussing the way of civil and military affairs, Zhao Xing had already asked the children to leave the yard to play. He slowly came behind several people. When he heard the topic everyone was discussing, he showed a gratified smile on his face.

"Recently, the master taught this group of children who have been spoiled by me, which has made you suffer!" Zhao Xing saluted Tong Yuan and expressed his gratitude.

Tong Yuan and his cheap apprentice are now very harmonious, so they make an exception to teach their disciples from generation to generation. He said to Zhao Xing: "If you stay in the city, if you don't find anything to do, it will make me feel uncomfortable all over my old bones. What's more, among your children, there are a few of them who are very good. If you teach me carefully, you may be able to achieve martial arts like Zilong."

Zhao Xing joked: "The master is still biased, why don't you praise my martial arts!"

Tong Yuan gave Zhao Xing a blank look and said, "You little brat, I don't know how you can think of so many sinister and vicious tricks. All moves are means of killing you. I dare not admit that you learned this from me!"

Zhao Xing was a special forces battalion commander in his previous life, so he was naturally very good at close combat and assassination techniques. The special forces fighting techniques he knew were the simplest and most effective means of killing carefully compiled and evolved by martial arts masters specially hired in the army. After reading this, Tong Yuan felt that the back of the back teeth was sore, so he felt that this apprentice really didn't seem to have learned from the secret books he passed on.

While the few people were talking, Li Jinsi used a handkerchief to wipe the sweaty face from the heat, and shouted to Zhao Xing from afar: "Brother Xing, Yuan Shao's turtle son was taken back to Shangdang by Peng Jian. Now he is locked up in the headquarters, and there are Yan Liang, Wen Chou, Ju Su, Feng Ji, Shen Pei, Xin Pi, Xun Chen..., Tsk tsk, there are so many people. I don't know what methods General Zilong and others used to capture Yuan Shao's minions so well!"

"Oh, Yuan Shao is here? Then what about Zhang Ji?" After hearing Li Jinsi's words, Zhao Xing did not show much anxiety. Instead, he was very concerned about whether the medical saint Zhang Ji came smoothly. In his opinion, the combined value of the ten Yuan Shaos is not as good as any of Hua Tuo, Zhang Ji, Ma Jun and others, because he knew very well that it was scientists who really promoted social development and progress, rather than politicians who played power.

When Li Jinsi was asked this, he felt a little unexpected. He thought that when Zhao Xing heard that Yuan Shao was taken to Wohu City, he would immediately take someone to teach this guy a lesson. Some time ago, after a large number of merchants in Jin State were arrested and brutally massacred, Zhao Xing cursed Yuan Shao's family a lot, and said a lot of harsh words that were ruthless.

Li Jinsi replied: "The Medical Saint Zhang Ji naturally came to Wohu City with the fleet heading north. I have asked someone to place it in the best villa in Yingbin Garden, and sent someone to invite Dr. Hua and several of his disciples to come to Yingbin Garden to welcome the medical Saint!"

"Well, very good. We are now going to Yingbinyuan. We will welcome the medical saint Zhang Ji tonight!" Zhao Xing said.

Li Jinsi asked hesitantly: "But Brother Xing, are those people Yuan Shao just locked up like this?"

Zhao Xing frowned and sighed, "I really don't want to see that old boy Yuan Shao. Although I wish I could shave him and slim his tendons, it would be useful to keep him in the future. As for the unruly and unruly civil and military followers under his command, I guess I will definitely attract a lot of insults when I go to see them now, so I will just shut them down for a few days. I don't want to see their faces!" ~


Chapter completed!