Go through this year?

I subconsciously frowned: "Why is this year?"

Fu Badai still did not look back or answer me, but just walked forward slowly. Although I supported him, I couldn't hold him back to ask in detail at this time. I could only help him halfway and half follow him forward.

Go through this year...?

Although I am unwilling to do so, I understand that this battle must be fought, but the problem is that the other party is always preparing for the war. Pei Yuanhao clearly knows the other party’s intentions, but why hasn’t there been a specific measure until now, and instead has to survive this year? Will this year have any impact on the future battle situation?

Moreover, let Pei Yuanhao and I hold on—

I looked at the back of Fu Badai's head and asked softly: "How can I hold on after this year?"

Fu Badai didn't look back, but he just smiled in his voice: "If you have a three-pointer today, the emperor will hold on one point, and Xichuan will hold on one point. How do you say, how can you hold on?"

My steps subconsciously stagnated.

After this stagnation, he dragged his hands for a while, causing Fu Badai to shake his body, and turned to look at me: "Hmm?"

I looked at him: "What does the teacher think will happen to Nishikawa?"

He smiled slightly: "Qingying, you are in the hall, speaking in front of all 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 there are some people in Nishikawa who may not really listen to me."

"Look at me, it's not the case."

As he spoke, he walked forward slowly with a cane. I stood there for a moment and hurriedly followed. The two of them turned a corner and walked into a long corridor. On both sides were towering red walls, which seemed to have surrounded this place into a closed space. The sound of his cane snatching the ground echoed inside the red wall, which was inexplicably astonishing.

I followed him: "Teacher...?"

He still walked forward calmly, and then slowly said: "Although your brother's mind is hard to guess, if you want to speak, he may not tell you. Xichuan has been tightening for many years. He has not been confused with the group of people in Jiangnan. But his mother may not be as clear as him."

My brows subconsciously frowned - Xue Qian.

Indeed, since I returned to Xichuan, I also understood that all her thoughts were placed on her father's last wish. Once a person is persistent, he will gradually become blind. If she must do something, it will be some obstacles to Yan Qingchen and me.

This is indeed a problem.

but--

As soon as my mind changed, I heard Fu Badai speak again. But this time, his voice was a little sad: "As for Qinghan-"

My hand holding his arm subconsciously froze.

He sighed lightly and said, "He doesn't have to listen to you, he knows what he should do."

“…”

"Sometimes, you should still listen to him."

"Listen to him?" I felt a little weak and shook my head gently: "He never wanted to say anything to me."

Hearing me say this, Fu Badai listened to it, turned his head to look at me. I thought he was going to say something, and looked at him quietly, but saw that his chaotic eyes were helpless. After a long time, he sighed, and said nothing, and continued to walk forward.

After taking a few steps, he slowly said, "I don't want to say much about you two. I have already said everything I should say."

While holding his arm and accompanying him step by step, I said, "I understand what the teacher means, but now - I don't want to leave the capital yet."

"Why?"

"My daughter, Miaoyan's illness has not been cured yet, and I cannot leave her at this time."

His breath paused for a moment, immediately became clear, and sighed softly: "I understand."

Although, there is another reason, I didn't tell him.

I also wanted to find an opportunity to meet the Master of the Guardian. I wonder if this is a good thing. The chance to meet her several times slipped away from her. Until today, I finally managed to deal with the matters of the inner court, but Chang Qing was sick again. When Pei Yuanhao finished handling his affairs, I would still mention it to him again.

Fu Badai seemed to have not seen through what I was thinking, but just continued to move forward, with a little bit of old age and powerlessness, and said, "Of course, I won't force you to do this, and no one can force you. When you do it, you will understand it yourself."

"..." Hearing his words, I couldn't help but think a lot in my heart and asked subconsciously: "What do the teacher thinks I should do?"

"I?"

He seemed to smile: "I just got in the Imperial Study Room. What should I do? Haven't I reported it and received the money?"

I was stunned and immediately came to my senses-

"Amendment of History?!"

He laughed twice.

My eyebrows were frowning even more: "Didn't the teacher have seen that there is a likely fire in the war this year. If - if we can't hold on, why should the teacher do this now?"

He said calmly: "How long and short the fate of the dynasty is, you have read a lot of books, so I don't need to teach you. But there are some things that are much longer than the fate of the dynasty. That is the real wealth, no matter how the stars change, it will never change. In my life, I protect these important things. If I can do it, I will help the emperor. If I can't do it..."

Speaking of this, he and I stopped.

We have arrived at Jixian Hall, and there are the long steps in front of us.

He reached out and gently pushed me away, and wanted to walk forward with a cane. I subconsciously said, "Teacher, you can't see it, so I'd better send you back."

He chuckled, but groped himself and walked up the steps, and smiled faintly: "With your eyes, it's not as clear as that."

“…”

"You, look at things, too shallow."

As he said that, he continued to walk forward with a crutch. After walking two more steps, he suddenly stopped again and said to me as he stood at the steps, "By the way, since the emperor has agreed to start editing the history, then next, I will ask for an order to open a living and annotation hall."

My heart suddenly moved.

He said calmly and almost silently: "You can come and help."

After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.

I was still standing under the steps, unable to say a word, but my heart was already filled with waves.

Open a living room!
Chapter completed!