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After everyone retreated, Fu Zhi also took Fu Tinghan back to the main tent, where the grandfather and grandson wanted to talk quietly.

Although Zhao Hanzhang was walking with Zhang Ru, her gaze still stayed on Fu Tinghan. When she saw them turning around and leaving in the other direction, she couldn't help but pause.

Zhang Ruzheng was talking about how powerful her third brother was in martial arts. When she saw Zhao Hanzhang looking back, he turned around to look back. She saw nothing and was puzzled, "Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Hanzhang turned around and said, "Nothing, so the third young master is also good at guns?"

Zhang Ru said: "General, six out of ten will use spears."

"Then what weapons do the eldest and second young masters use?"

Zhang Ru said nonchalantly: "They can do whatever they want."

In other words, none of them are particularly good at it.

Zhao Hanzhang couldn't help but laugh.

Yang Dan on the side couldn't help but said: "Girl, don't say that, the eldest son's swordsmanship is still pretty good..."

Fan Ying followed Zhao Hanzhang on the other side. When she found a gap, she lowered her voice and comforted her: "Don't worry, girl. Fu An is following. Young Master will be fine here."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded slightly.

Fu Zhi brought Fu Tinghan back to the tent. When he saw Fu An following behind, he ordered him: "If you haven't eaten well at the banquet, go to the kitchen and bring another bowl of noodles."

Fu An couldn't help but look at Fu Tinghan.

Fu Tinghan nodded slightly before he bowed and left.

Fu Zhi saw this in his eyes and felt a little relieved. He asked his grandson to sit on the mat with him, and then asked: "How are you doing in Hanzhang?"

Fu Tinghan said: "I'm living a good life."

Fu Zhi couldn't help but look at him. Seeing that his face was calm and he was sitting there as straight as a pine tree on a rock, he couldn't help but sigh and asked, "Don't you still remember what happened in the past?"

Fu Tinghan was slightly surprised. For several years, Fu Zhi never asked him about his memory. He thought that the other party didn't care anymore, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly mention it at this time.

Fu Tinghan hesitated for a moment, then shook his head truthfully, "I haven't remembered yet."

No wonder Fu Tinghan rarely took the initiative to write letters to him in recent years. Every time a letter came, it was either sent along with Zhao Hanzhang's letter, or he wrote a letter specifically to greet him and then replied.

Sometimes, he didn't even write a separate letter, but just added a few sentences at the end of Zhao Hanzhang's letter. He rarely asked about his parents and uncles. If he didn't tell them, he might not be able to remember these people, right?

Fu Zhi frowned, feeling even more sad.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "You wrote from your parents. They are struggling in Shu and want to return to Chang'an. However, Chang'an is not a long-term residence either, so I want them to go to Luoyang."

Fu Tinghan was stunned for a while. Not to mention here, even in modern times, he had no experience in getting along with his parents. He was a little at a loss for a moment, "They want to live with me?"

Seeing his grandson's confusion, Fu Zhi felt a little happier and couldn't help but smile, "You are a family. Isn't it right for parents and children to live together?"

Fu Tinghan said nothing.

Fu Zhi said: "Hanzhang has already paid filial piety, and you are of the right age. It is said that the wedding date should be set. When your parents come back, you can ask for a date to prepare for the wedding."

Fu Tinghan pursed his lips and couldn't find a reason to refuse. After thinking for a long time, he came up with a reason that was not a reason. "Grandpa, Han Zhang aims to stabilize the world. Now that the world is not at peace, how can we get married?"

Fu Zhi: "What does the world's peace have to do with whether you get married or not? Doesn't it mean that if the world is uncertain for twenty years, you won't get married for twenty years either?"

Fu Tinghan calculated the age of this body twenty years later and couldn't help but said: "It's not impossible."

Fu Zhi:......

He was angry, but looking at the serious Fu Tinghan, he didn't know how to express it.

Fu Zhi held his forehead and decided not to discuss it with him. He said directly: "It's settled. Tomorrow Hanzhang and I will discuss your marriage. I will send someone to pick up your parents and wait until they arrive in Luoyang. Days get married."

Then he asked: "Are you going to get married in Luoyang or go back to Yuzhou?"

Before Fu Tinghan could speak, he added: "That's all, Hanzhang and I will discuss this matter."

Fu Tinghan closed his newly opened mouth and pursed his lips.

Fu Zhi took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and raised another topic, "Zhao Shangshu wants to ask His Majesty to move back to Luoyang. Is this Han Zhang's idea, or Zhao Zhongyu did it privately, or he and Han Zhang deceived the emperor. ?”

Fu Zhi stared at Fu Tinghan with bright eyes. Fu Tinghan only looked up at him and then lowered his eyes.

Seeing Fu Tinghan avoiding his gaze, Fu Zhi felt a chill in his heart. Knowing that this was the last possibility, he calmed down and tried to force out a smile: "Now most of Sizhou is in her hands, and she has Beigong under her command. With powerful generals like Chun and Chen Wu, the stability of the Central Plains can be guaranteed. Luoyang has a dangerous natural environment and favorable geographical conditions, so it is indeed the most suitable capital city. His Majesty should be welcomed back to Luoyang."

Fu Tinghan knew that if Zhao Hanzhang hadn't offered the carrot of stability in the Central Plains, Fu Zhi would not have sent troops this time.

Thinking of Zhao Hanzhang's eloquence, Fu Tinghan nodded and said: "You are right, you can mention it to Hanzhang."

Fu Zhi said angrily: "If I could open my mouth easily, why would I ask you to come here?"

Looking at his grandson who was still calm, his anger suddenly rose. He tried his best to suppress it, his face became more serious, "Dalang, you have been familiar with poetry and books since you were a child, and you also had great ambitions. You must not indulge in gentleness and blindly obey." Hanzhang, she is good, but you should also have your own ideas."

Fu Tinghan nodded, "I have an idea."

"What's your idea?" Fu Zhi still couldn't hold it back, and his anger surged out, "I just wanted to say it last time in Luoyang, what did you do following her in and out? What have you done for the world and the people these years? What's the point? She's a girl. If she conquers Yuzhou and Sizhou, you will follow her and be called Young Master Fu. You will be in charge of several workshops. What will you use to match her in the future? "

Fu Tinghan opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time.

Fu Zhi recited it twice in his heart. He was so angry that he suppressed his anger and said seriously again: "You have to have your own ideas. After so many years of reading, there is no way it will be useless at all. Think about it for yourself." , Should Your Majesty return to Luoyang?"

Fu Tinghan pursed his lips and asked: "Grandpa, are you loyal to the world or to the Jin Dynasty?"

Fu Zhi looked at him blankly. Fu Tinghan's face did not change. He was as calm as ever, but the question he asked made Fu Zhi's heart tremble.

Fu Zhi stared at him sharply and asked, "Why do you ask this?"

Fu Tinghan said: "If you are loyal to the Jin Dynasty, then just pretend that I have not asked, if you are loyal to the world, is the Jin Dynasty in power really beneficial to the people of the world?"

Fu Zhi gradually lost his anger and asked him expressionlessly, "What about you? Are you loyal to the world or to the Jin Dynasty?"

Fu Tinghan said straightforwardly: "I am loyal to the world."

Fu Zhi's mood fluctuated twice, and then asked: "Why?"

"The Jin Dynasty is not worth it," Fu Tinghan said frankly: "They can't stabilize the world and make the people happy."