Girl, let me check it out.

However, Buddhism was inexplicably wiped out during Fang Qianyi's reign, and the largest temple in Luojing, Luoguang Temple, was burned down to ruins.

This event had a significant impact at the time and was known in history as Emperor Wu's destruction of Buddhism.

I don’t know why Fang Qianyi did this... Shouldn’t Buddhism help him rule the country better?

Maybe he doesn't like bald guys?

Fang Weihan didn’t quite understand.

"Our main goal is to send out the money so that the people can survive in Changming City, rather than to collect the interest and principal."

Fang Weihan said with a smile.

"So don't worry too much about this matter. You can relax the assessment standards for those people."

"Remember your highness's orders."

Ji Gang quickly bowed and agreed.

Fang Weihan glanced at him.

He discovered that Ji Gang's entire spirit and energy had changed since he had killed Dr. Song in the Evil Elimination Prison last time.

Only a tiger that has let go of its hatred can better rule the mountains and forests.

Fang Weihan was thoughtful.

"Ji Gang, have you ever thought about what you want to do in the future?"

he asked suddenly.

Ji Gang was stunned for a moment.

"I have never thought about it."

He scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"I was just a deserter from Changyuan. If it weren't for your Highness's rescue, I would probably be one of those people living in darkness and unable to see the light."

"Now that His Highness trusts me and lets me manage so many people, how can I expect to have anything to do in the future?"

Hearing him say this, Fang Weihan smiled.

"Look at what you said. I just helped a little. Your current status is mainly due to your own efforts."

Fang Weihan walked to the window and looked at the people coming and going outside.

"Changyuan, what a familiar yet strange word."

“Although God longs for it, he cannot reach it physically.”

“Do you miss it there?”

he asked.

Ji Gang hesitated for a moment before answering in a low voice:

“Somewhat nostalgic.”

"Although it's not as remote and cold as Changyuan, and sometimes even can't guarantee basic food and clothing, I still miss it."

"After all, the brothers are all fighting for the country to resist foreign enemies. We are united and work together. Even if we die, we can still be awarded a little honor, and it won't bring disgrace to our hometown when the news is sent back."

"People say that joining the military is the worst choice in life, but I feel that if you can really stick with it, it's actually not bad."

He smiled naively, his eyes a little absent-minded, as if he was thinking about his brothers in Changyuan.

"It's a pity...I couldn't hold on..."

Ji Gang's voice gradually faded away.

Fang Weihan said nothing.

"Do you think it's honorable to be a Changyuan Tieyi?"

he asked suddenly.

"Of course it's glorious!"

This time, Ji Gang blurted out without any hesitation.

"We really fought with the barbarians with real swords and guns, just for a few taels of silver at the end of the year, but more for our homeland behind us."

"Although there are many deserters in Changyuan every year, most of them do so because the treatment is too poor and life is too hard. Even among the deserters, many are actually like me, regretting it all the time."

"In my opinion, the Changyuan Iron Guards are much better than the imperial guards in the capital who prey on the people."

Fang Weihan listened to his powerful words and couldn't help looking a little dazed.

Ji Gang is right.

The Great Zhou Dynasty has been established for more than a thousand years, but has never experienced a large-scale war. The character of the army may have been wiped out in the wind and sand for thousands of years.

Character and fighting power are two different things.

The Xuanzhong guards are extremely powerful in combat, but can you say they have character?

In the far north, the group of soldiers on the thousands-mile iron wall of Yanmen in Yunzhong may be the only army that can be called the iron-willed army of the Great Zhou.

Together with the iron walls and high walls beneath them, they built a Great Wall with steel as the foundation and flesh and blood as the bond, to resist the iron hooves of the northern barbarians and isolate the bitter cold storm from the northern desert outside the Middle-earth.

Once they fall, where will the Great Zhou go?

Taikang...

Every time Fang Weihan thought of this word, he would involuntarily feel worried.

Changyuan collapsed, the nine borders fell, and all the people in the Central Plains suffered.

But now in Changming City, the aristocratic families and the emperor are still chasing after trivial matters in the web of power. They have no sense of responsibility as the ruling class and are turning a blind eye to the threat from the northern barbarians.

How can people sit back and enjoy peace?

"Ji Gang, maybe one day, I will do something that may be a little unexpected. I may need your help then. For the sake of our friendship today, please don't refuse."

Fang Weihan said calmly.

"For example, I will rebuild the Changyuan Iron Guard south of Changyuan."

"The people of Middle-earth will never know that what is truly important in the Great Wall is not the iron wall, but the people stationed on it."

"Changyuan may collapse, but the Changyuan Iron Guard will never perish."

"And then, it will be our mission."

"do you understand?"

Ji Gang suddenly raised his head and looked at Fang Weihan in shock.

He was not a fool, so of course he could hear the hidden meaning behind the words of His Highness the Prince.

For the first time, Ji Gang realized that the noble man in his life probably had grand ideals in his mind that were not limited to being an ordinary wealthy prince.

He has a bigger goal.

"Ji Gang, I am willing to sacrifice my life for your Highness."

He was extremely excited, and felt his blood boiling for the first time in a long time.

"Even if Your Highness requires me to sacrifice my life, I will still do it without hesitation."

When saying this, Ji Gang did not feel any psychological burden.

After all, his old mother has passed away and he has never married. He is alone and does not have to be responsible for anyone.

It is enough to repay His Highness for his kindness.

This favor is so great that in Ji Gang's opinion, it is worth repaying with his life.

As for the father who left them, an orphan and a widow, Ji Gang no longer considered him a relative.

"Oh, you can't die. I'm still waiting for you to become my right-hand man in the future!"

Fang Weihan laughed and patted Ji Gang's shoulder heavily.

Ji Gang also laughed.

He is now very grateful to himself for making the decision to rob that day. Otherwise, perhaps his fate would be completely different from what it is now.

"Okay, then you continue to deal with things here. I won't stay any longer."

Fang Weihan did not stay here for too long.

He nodded and said goodbye to Ji Gang.

Fang Weihan was walking on the way back to the palace, thinking about other things.

My current short-term goal is to break through to the fourth level of Mingwu, and all other things must give way to this.

The Wang family of Shangyuan had just been dealt a heavy blow by me, so they probably wouldn't make any big moves recently, especially after the Xiao family of Lanling made their attitude clear.

Unless they are crazy and really intend to completely break off relations with Lanling Xiao family and the royal family.

Fang Weihan felt that he could put things here aside for a while.

The ultimate goal of all my actions is to survive and gain more living space in the future Taikang Theory.

Of course, it would be best to avoid this.

Whether it is a butterfly of South America, a petrel of St. Petersburg, or both, it all depends on my luck.

Fang Weihan thought so.

As the sun sets, he walks quickly on the streets of Changming City, brushing past people of all kinds, like a fish swimming upstream.

Fang Weihan couldn't help but feel a sense of heroism in his heart.

Alas, it’s a pity that there is no background music that matches my excited mood.

He sighed and silently quickened his pace.

Time is the fastest process from birth to death chosen for you by fate. Wasting time is undoubtedly speeding up this process. So what is the meaning of life?

To sum up, the faster you die, the slower you die.

So Fang Weihan didn't want to die.

There was nothing to do in the next few days, so he decided to seize the time and practice hard.

This is a few days that Yunshu has been away. I miss her and have gotten used to it.

……

Time passed quickly, and in the following few days, Fang Weihan's behavior was very regular.

He shuttled back and forth between the academy, the palace and the outer city area, leading a life that revolved around these three points.

Going to the academy is for cultivation, and going to the outer city area is Ji Gang's request.

He said that if he showed up more often in the outer city area, he could greatly improve his reputation among the civilians and spread the reputation of King Guangling as a benevolent and people-loving person, which coincided with Fang Weihan's idea.

Otherwise, why would he admire Ji Gang so much and decide to train him as one of his future team members?

This Hongnong man is a man of great talent, but he is also very meticulous. Although he is a soldier, he can actually do the work of a clerk. He also has rare and valuable leadership skills and is an extremely capable subordinate.

He would go to Tianjie every day to tell stories to little girls. This was his only entertainment activity these days.

While Fang Weihan was busy practicing and holding a meet-and-greet, he also did not forget to ask Master Zhao to investigate Tangtang's background.

Of course, Fang Weihan had no intention of kidnapping the girl and selling her to be his own daughter.

He was just curious about the family background of this little girl, to see if there was any room for him to mediate.

During these few days, Fang Weihan had almost no free time and his life was very fulfilling.

It’s just like taking the college entrance examination or the postgraduate entrance examination.

He met Shen Yuanxing and Wang Zhiyou in the academy several times, and every time they came to take Fang Weihan to Huanhua Tower with great enthusiasm.

I guess he tasted the sweetness after seeing Fang Weihan pull so many flower cards last time.

When Fang Weihan ate meat, they would drink the soup.

But Fang Weihan rejected them all with righteous words.

Alcohol and sex are harmful to people, so he would never get involved in these things.

However, after practicing hard day and night these days, the effect is very obvious.