It is a secret that Young Marshal Long visited Yongcheng outside, but naturally he could not hide it from others inside.

Zhang Jingzhi was slightly stunned when he saw Long Yue in Leng Sa's study and was not too surprised. He calmly stepped forward and stretched out his hand, "Young Master Long, don't be fine." He seemed to have no discomfort because of the change in his identity.

Long Yue also stood up and shook hands with him and returned the gift. He had no intention of looking down on Zhang Jingzhi because the Zhang family is now in a downturn. He was even more serious than when Zhang Jingzhi was the prime minister and his son.

Leng Sa sat on the side and looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "You two have seen each other, can we talk about the serious business?"

Long Yue smiled lightly and said, "Natural."

The three of them sat in the study and talked for another afternoon. After that, Zhang Jingzhi took Long Yue away and prepared to take Long Yue to the industrial area and automobile factory outside the city. Leng Sa received a call from Zhuo Lin.

When talking about Long Yue's visit, Zhuo Lin was not surprised. "The Long family has A Yue, so it will definitely not be bad in the future." But it is inevitable that it will not become a competitor of Fu Fengcheng in the future.

Leng Sa nodded in agreement, "Mr. Long is really not slow to react. I have just started the plan and he has arrived in Yongcheng before the beginning. Speaking of this, I have to thank my mother for fooling Mr. Zhang to the six southern provinces. Mr. Long is here to compete with me, right?"

Without Zhang Jingzhi, this plan might not be implemented in a few years. Both Fu Governor and Fu Shao don’t have the skill, Leng Sa’s interest is too scattered and he doesn’t have the patience.

Zhuo Lin smiled and said, "The eldest son of the Zhang family is not that easy to fool. If he doesn't mean that, I will be useless even if he talks apart."

Leng Sa played with the phone line while caring, "Is it okay for my mother to be in the capital?"

Zhuo Lin's voice was a little relaxed smile, "There's nothing wrong, but you, you have worked hard alone when you go out of Fengcheng. If you feel tired, throw everything back to Fu Zheng, and ignore what he said."

Leng Sa said, "I'm fine, and there's not much I need to do. It's better for my mother to be safe in the capital, so that Fengcheng will be less worried outside."

After chatting for a while, Zhuo Lin asked Xiao Shitou about his condition before hanging up the phone.

In the mansion where Zhuo Lin lives in Beijing, he just put down the phone and came to report, "Ms. Zhuo, Mr. Zhang is here."

Zhuo Lin was stunned and quickly said, "Please invite him in."

But after a moment, Zhang Bi walked in from outside and smiled at Zhuo Lin, "Have you disturbed Chief Zhuo?"

Zhang Bi has obviously grown a little over a year. Although he is still as pure as a slight man, he has a few more white hair on his temples and has become much thinner. He no longer wears an expensive suit, but instead puts on a long robe, looking like a wealthy man from an ordinary scholarly family.

Because of Zhang Zuo's affairs, Zhuo Lin has rarely had contacts in the past few months since he came to Beijing. Although Zhang Zuo's whereabouts are still unknown, everyone actually knows it.

Ren Nanyan and Qujing still have some whereabouts to chase after them, but Zhang Zuo seemed to have disappeared silently in the prosperous capital, most of which was really gone.

Zhuo Lin naturally knew more than Zhang Bi, but she didn't plan to tell Zhang Bi.

"What are you saying, senior? If you can come to my small place, I will be shining brightly. Please sit down." Zhuo Lin stood up and smiled.

Zhang Bi sat down opposite Zhuo Lin, and waited until the assistant brought the tea and looked at Zhuo Lin without saying a word.

Zhuo Lin was not in a hurry and sat aside with him and waited.

It was not until the tea in the cup had become warmer that I heard Zhang Bi smile and say, "I have never thought that you and Fu Zheng can continue their fate like this in recent years."

Zhuo Lin frowned slightly, and just as he was about to speak, Zhang Bi raised his hand to stop her and said, "I don't mean that. I still understand your temperament a little and never go back. It's just... The young master of the Fu family is your biological son after all, so this relationship can never be broken, right?"

Zhuo Lin nodded and said, "The senior came here specifically to say this? Why?"

Zhang Bi shook his head and suddenly changed the topic, "Jingzhi called me yesterday."

Seeing Zhuo Lin frowned, he smiled and said, "I didn't say anything on the phone. You know where I live... There are still people watching me now, so I can't say much on the phone. But I can still know a little, my junior... Are you planning to pave the way for Mr. Fu?"

Zhuo Lin was silent for a while before looking up at Zhang Bi and said seriously, "If I said no, the senior must not believe it. Have you ever thought about what An Xia will be in the future?"

Zhang Bi was stunned and didn't say anything, obviously thinking about this issue.

Zhuo Lin smiled and said, "The last time I chatted with my senior was last year. At that time, the time was wrong, so I could only say a few words in a hurry. In fact, I have always wanted to talk to my senior."

Zhang Bi looked up at her with deep eyes. Zhuo Lin looked at a magnificent map of the country on the opposite wall and said softly: "We all came from that era. How many people died in those years? Although you and I were far away from the battlefield smoke at that time, we were not completely unaware of it, right?"

Zhang Bi nodded silently, Zhuo Lin said, "I have counted a few years ago that Yunzhou alone, from 297 to the 6th year of the Xinli calendar, the population decreased by 800,000 in 10 years. This is because the four northern provinces are far away from the hinterland of Anxia and are separated by the Jingji area in the middle, and only a few external forces are fighting for each other. In those places in the Central Plains, all forces have finished their performances. One place has repeatedly tug-of-war several times. How many seniors have died? "

Zhang Bi sighed and said, "I know, the cabinet has counted that from 297 to the 6th year of the New Calendar, the entire Anxia population dropped from 360 million to 337 million."

Of course, this more than 20 million is not entirely due to war. Some are born, old, sick and died naturally, some are away from war and left their hometowns, and some are due to illness, famine and other reasons. But this number is still very terrifying, because there are so many people missing, and there are still people who will be born continuously, which means that more people die than this number.

Zhuo Lin sighed lightly and said, "So, will the senior do it again? Now this generation is not young, maybe they can't beat it and don't want to fight it anymore, but what about the next generation? When will it be the end? Let them decide the winner, is it enough to die another 20 million?"

Zhang Bi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of cold air. The nearly June 2018 checkpoint actually felt a little cold. After a while, he said in a deep voice, "A general's success has been done, and it's true that it is like this, let alone this country."

Zhuo Lin said lightly: "A general succeeds and thousands of bones are undone... Who stipulates that this country of thousands of miles must be whose? If you go back in circles and finally go back, why did you overthrow the Xiao family back then?"

Zhang Bi looked at her for a while before smiling bitterly, "You know that it was... a duck to be put on the shelves back then. Do you think everyone was really trying to overthrow the royal family and return the power to the people? No one really fantasized about kicking the emperor down and trying it on himself? It's just that all parties are not involved enough."

He was still young at that time, and in the face of the sudden chaos, he could only follow his father's instructions in a daze. When he came to his senses, he listened to his father's teachings and analysis to know how dangerous it was.

If Prince An had not made a quick decision, if it were not for the support of young and strong sects such as Long Xiao and Fu Zheng, perhaps An Xia would still be kneeling down and not know which Emperor Emperor.

Later, his father worked hard to become the prime minister, and in those years he struggled to maintain a fragile balance, for fear that a general who was holding heavy troops would come to the city. In those years, his father worked so hard that he consumed too much, so he died within two years after retreating from that position.

Zhang Bi sighed, shook his head and waved the past in his mind, "What do schoolgirls want to do?"

Zhuo Lin raised his head slightly and looked at him in a straight voice, after a while, he said in a deep voice, "Let An Xia never repeat the mistakes that have lasted for thousands of years, and eliminate everyone's desire to fight for imperial power. Re-become peacefully and become one."

Zhang Bi looked at him for a long time and said, "I didn't expect you to have such ambitions, but... did the Fu family agree?" The whole family will never fail to repeat the same mistakes.

No matter how powerful an empire is, it will eventually become a day of weakening and collapse, but who can really give up the possible world in front of you for the sake of an unknown future?

"Do you think Long Xiao and Fu Zheng supported Xiao Zhu's delegation of power instead of directly letting those people at that time get the position of the Dragon? Is it because they think they are the one who can ascend to the throne?"

Zhang Bi was silent, naturally not.

At that time, Long Xiao and Fu Zhengyuan were not as powerful as they are now, and they were even just forces under other bigwigs. The most different thing was that they were too young and had already made great achievements in combat.

Of course, it is impossible to say that they have no noble sentiments and predictions of the future. They just don’t have the intention to be emperor so urgently, and to some extent, they don’t think that the emperor species is necessary to exist.

If a person disagrees with something, he will naturally not think that it is so precious and important, and he will not have any obsession.

"Does Mr. Fu think so too?" Zhang Bi asked.

Zhuo Lin smiled faintly and said, "Or why am I here? Or... Otherwise, why did Jingzhi go to the six southern provinces? Are the Zhang family and Jingzhi really ready to assist and serve the next emperor?"

Zhang Bi laughed and shook his head and said, "It's me that I'm old. I understand what you mean. I will go back to talk to Yu Xiang when I have time. You have a good relationship. You can talk to him directly, and he should support you."

Zhuo Lin smiled and said, "It's too early. You know, to achieve these things, strength is indispensable."

Zhang Bi stood up and said, "If it can really be done, it will be enough for the Fu family to remain famous for the ages."

Zhuo Lin said lightly, "What will happen to the future generations after the ages is the matter of future generations. I only go the path before me."

"Then have you ever thought that all your efforts may eventually become another form of imperial power?" Zhang Bi asked.

Zhuo Lin looked at him, "Does he do nothing because of this?"

"You are right. In fact, if you can't figure it out, you can talk to Prince An." Finally, Zhang Bi smiled.

Zhuo Lin turned her head to look at him in confusion, "What are you talking about?"

Zhang Bi smiled and said, "No one in this world understands the emperor's style better than him. If you don't want to repeat the same mistakes, you can find him to learn about it or learn it."

"..." Zhuo Lin was speechless, "I don't know where he is yet." Since Xiao Zhu left Yongcheng last year, almost no one knows where he was except for occasionally sending a few letters.

Zhang Bi's voice came from outside the door, "If you want to find him, you will find it."

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Updated at 5:20 p.m., Momo~~~
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