Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

As soon as Ning Fan walked into Xina's palace, he felt a strange emotion.

Seeing the forced yet twinkling smile on Xina's face, Ning Fan realized that something might be wrong. His first reaction was whether his hair was green. However, when he thought of this, the palace Ning Fan gave up. Got this idea.

After chatting absently with Hina for a few words, Ning Fan looked around. He keenly felt that there was not only himself and Hina in the room, but also another person.

This was not because Ning Fan had a keen sense of smell or because Ning Fan's ears heard some sounds, but simply from Xina's reaction, Ning Fan judged that there should be another person in the room.

Ning Fan quietly walked toward the small door on the side, and at this time, Xina finally became nervous.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Xina stopped in front of Ning Fan in a panic.

After seeing Hina like this, Ning Fan became more determined in his thoughts. He shook his head slightly towards Hina: "Tell me, who is hiding inside?"

Seeing that Ning Fan had seen through her little trick, Xina stopped lying. She blinked at Ning Fan, then pointed lightly at Ning Fan, signaling Ning Fan to look at it himself.

Ning Fan was even more confused, but he might have guessed something. When Ning Fan came to the house, the person hiding in the house finally couldn't bear it any longer. He pushed the door open and walked out, and suddenly bumped into Ning Fan. A full heart.

"Sister-in-law, why are you here?"

When Ning Fan saw Concubine Rong in front of him, her mouth could almost fit an egg in astonishment. At this time, Concubine Rong's face was filled with blush.

At this moment, Concubine Rong wished that there was a gap in the ground that he could get into. The shameful feeling made her almost cry.

"It turns out I'm the one who disturbed you. Since the emperor's sister-in-law is going to rest here tonight, I'll go back first."

Ning Fan saw Concubine Rong's embarrassment and didn't want Concubine Rong to be too embarrassed, so he took the initiative to smooth things over and give the other party a step up.

"I want to go back too."

Concubine Rong panicked and tried to run away, but she was caught by Xina. She heard Xina say with a smile: "No, didn't you say you are scared to sleep alone in the palace? Let me cook for you. , just stay here tonight.”

"By the way, Your Majesty, there is a big bed outside. If you don't want to go back, you can sleep here tonight. We can still talk through the curtain."

Xina blinked ambiguously at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan was speechless for a while, naturally he knew what this girl meant, but he still waved his hand and said: "It's not appropriate for me to stay here, I'd better go back."

Winter turned to spring, the heavy snow began to slowly melt, the weather began to warm up, and Ning Fan focused all his energy on the battle in the northwest.

As the reforms in the seven provinces south of the Yangtze River continued to deepen, a large amount of resources were released, and a large number of soldiers began to gradually transform into regular armies, constantly providing reinforcements towards the northwest and Pingnan Pass.

In less than a month, Pingnanguan has gathered a large number of Dakang troops, and these troops are all well-trained and more than enough to resist the rebels.

Now it depends on who can provide more timely logistics supplies, because the entire Dakang Dynasty has begun a tug-of-war with the northwest rebels. As long as Ning Fan gives the order, Huang Chao's 100,000 troops will pounce like tigers and leopards. To rebel.

"Look, everyone, a new article has been published in the new issue of Ta Kung Pao. It's so happy, so happy. This article simply portrays the face of the entire upper class vividly."

A group of scholars took today's Ta Kung Pao and read it with gusto. Each one of them was in awe, with sparkling eyes.

In such a large courtyard, there were actually hundreds of scholars gathered today. Each of these scholars had a high-spirited and scolding look on their face, and each of them had a special badge on their chest.

If you look carefully, you can faintly see that the four characters engraved on this badge are Fuxing Society.

"Your Majesty, your badge is a little crooked."

Today's Ergou was also dressed like a scholar in Tsing Yi for the first time. He took two steps to come to Ning Fan and carefully put on the badge hanging on Ning Fan's chest.

This is the fourth time that Ning Fan has participated in the activities of the Fuxing Society. Of course, he did not attend the activities of the Fuxing Society as an emperor, but under the pseudonym Zhuo Bufan.

The meaning is also very obvious, that is, outstanding.

"Look, everyone, the president is here."

I don’t know who saw Ning Fan first, and then a group of scholars suddenly surrounded him, with expressions of admiration and admiration on their faces. At this moment, Ning Fan slowly entered the courtyard of Fuxing Academy, just like everyone else. Like the stars and the moon, he was surrounded by many scholars.

"President, what is our topic today?"

Some people shouted loudly and couldn't wait, because every debate activity held by the Fuxing Society had refreshing viewpoints, and everyone felt that they had benefited a lot.

These scholars, who had studied hard and studied hard before, suddenly became experts in debating. Each of them had extremely flexible minds. Even the group of civil and military officials in the imperial court could not even think nonsense in front of this group of active-thinking scholars. neither.

"Today's debate topic is reform. Let's discuss the reform of the seven provinces in the south of the Yangtze River. Don't worry about whether the future destiny of our country is good or bad. Feel free to express your own opinions."

Ning Fan found a chair and sat down.

There was no rostrum in the entire club, nor was there a position for the club leader. Everyone was scattered in a circle to show the equality of all living beings, and Ning Fan also sat casually in a corner.

He just raised an issue, and all the scholars became excited. They all criticized Fang Qiu and expressed their opinions.

Hundreds of scholars are divided into dozens of debate circles, and they will compete for a debate master in each of their respective debate circles. In the end, these debate masters will be promoted step by step, and finally generate the most recognized views today.

During the whole process, Ning Fan only chatted with three or five core figures of the Fuxing Society and talked about some recent events.

Of course, these four core members, Tang Dahu, Zhu Qingshan, Wen Zhengming, and Xu Changqing, were never far away from Ning Fan.

Among the four people, in fact, Ning Fan is most optimistic about Zhu Qingshan. Zhu Qingshan is calm and has sharp views. Tang Dahu and the other three are all talented in literature, but are not suitable for an official career. These people are too scholarly. To put it bluntly, it is too naive.

But Zhu Qingshan is different. He has been calm and mature since he was a child, and many of his views coincide with Ning Fan. In Ning Fan's mind, Zhu Qingshan's future growth path is to follow Zhou Qun's path. Those who go the other way may be able to compete with Zhou Qun in the future.