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Zhu Di came again, but he came quietly without notifying anyone, and the only one accompanying him was Zhu Zhanji.
The morning classes at Zhixing Academy were quite fulfilling, but as the winter vacation was approaching, the students were a little excited, so much so that they were laughing and joking during the exercises.
"Everyone, be honest!"
Today, it was Tian Xiucai¡¯s turn to supervise the morning exercises. Seeing that the students were somewhat relaxed, he waved the branch he had just broken off and shouted.
At the end of the run, after taking a short rest, today¡¯s instructor Xiaodao blew the whistle.
"Line up!"
No one dared to laugh anymore, everyone took their own "musket" and started to form an array.
"Beep!"
"kill!"
"Beep!"
"kill!"
Zhu Di and Zhu Zhanji were standing in the corner next to the playground. Yuan Da, who was detained by the guards and was not allowed to report the news, was begging in a low voice with a grimace, but the guards were unmoved.
"kill!"
Those students were of varying ages, but their movements were uniform. The continuous assassinations naturally carried an evil spirit, an untested evil spirit.
Zhu Di frowned and asked, "Why do you need to teach these?"
Although Confucianism has six arts and archery, they have long been abolished.
¡°You don¡¯t even have enough time to endorse, and you still want to learn riding and shooting. Are you crazy?¡±
Zhu Zhanji said: "Grandpa Huang, this is what Xinghe Bo advocated. He said that although the Ming Dynasty cannot have all the people as soldiers, it must still make the people bloody, so as not to make a joke that a few thieves can sweep across the land. .¡±
"Furthermore, Xing Hebo also said that if Confucianism continues to develop like this, most of what will be taught will be fake Taoism that cannot be restrained, and the people believe in them the most. If they follow their example, I, the Ming Dynasty, will be in danger. That¡¯s it!
People look to officials and scholars; local authorities look to their superiors and the court.
Social atmosphere can never be destroyed overnight. Xing Hebo said that if we can't revive the atmosphere before those sissies become the mainstream, then my Ming Dynasty will never be able to find usable soldiers in the future.
??Shangwu, Grandpa Huang, and his grandson feel that if the Ming Dynasty wants to revive the glory of the Han and Tang Dynasties, the trend of devastation cannot last long, and the spirit of martial arts should be encouraged! "
Zhu Di snorted noncommittally. To be honest, the martial arts of the Ming Dynasty at this time were really not as good as those arrogant generals at the founding of the country.
At that time, when the Ming Dynasty¡¯s army left the fortress, the remnants of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty almost fled, and they had to chase them all the way to the North Sea, that is, to the other side of Lake Baikal.
After the assassination, everyone was rushed to wash up. The knife held a tin trumpet and sprayed these students until they wanted to commit suicide.
"Look, who is that? You're still dawdling. Did you have an erotic dream last night? Hurry up, I'll cancel breakfast if you're late!"
"You bastard! Don't you know towels cost money? You use them to wipe your feet! Look at the beating!"
After a period of excitement, the students lined up and entered the cafeteria.
Yuan Da was also hungry. When he saw his son Yuan rushing into the cafeteria, he said, "Sir, your Majesty and His Highness probably haven't even had breakfast. Do you want me to take you in?"
In the first half of his life, Yuan Da thought it would be an eye-opener for him to see the prefect, but he didn't expect that after coming to the academy, his grandson would see him often. He didn't expect that even His Majesty would come today.
The guard thought about it and went over to ask.
Zhu Di nodded and said: "Okay, I will also see how the food in the academy is today."
Yuan Da quickly led Zhu Di and his grandson all the way to the cafeteria.
Walking into the cafeteria, the seats were neatly arranged, and the students were queuing to receive breakfast in an orderly manner.
Xie Jin hurried in from outside. When he saw the burly figure in front of Zhu Zhanji, he had mixed feelings and wanted to kneel down.
A guard picked up Xie Jin and whispered: "Your Majesty does not want to reveal his identity today."
Zhu Di heard the movement behind him. He turned around and saw Jie Jinhou, frowned slightly, and then said, "I'm here!"
Xie Jin nodded, and after cupping his hands, he went over to explain to Ma Su, and then left.
Ma Su came over with some restraint, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, do you want the students to bring some food?"
Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "No, Grandpa Huang and I are just here to take a look today. Just mind yourself."
Ma Su nodded, but did not dare to neglect, so he went to find the chef Deng Nengliang.
"Is there anything wrong with today's breakfast?"
Ma Su was not worried about poisoning, he was just worried that there would be overnight meals, and it would not be a trivial matter to give Zhu Di diarrhea.
Deng Nengliang patted his big belly and cursed and swore: "Don't worry, Ma Su. I, Deng Nengliang, will always be the first to eat the food made by me. If it is poisonous, then poison me first, so that my uncle will not peel me off and cause cramps, and bring trouble to the children." .¡±
This guy was assigned after being trained by First Freshman for a period of time. His skills are pretty good. Although I dare not say he can compare with Hua Niang, everyone in the academy is very satisfied with him.
Ma Su nodded, and then whispered to Ms. Zhou who was preparing rice: "Aunt Zhou, there are two people from outside the academy today, please be careful when you are preparing rice later."
Since Mrs. Zhou arrived at the academy, her son Li Ermao has been diligent and studious. She was arranged to help cook in the cafeteria and lived a good life.
"Is he a noble person?"
Mrs. Zhou brought a boiled egg to a student, and then said with a smile: "Don't worry, Ma Su, I know it!"
After the students finished their meals, Zhu Di came over awkwardly holding a stainless steel dinner plate.
Mrs. Zhou smiled and served Zhu Di a bowl of meat porridge, a portion of dumplings, and finally an egg and a glass of fruit and vegetable juice.
"Older people have to drink porridge. It's good to drink porridge to nourish the stomach. This is what Uncle Xinghe said."
It was rare for Zhu Di to hear such words. After being stunned for a moment, Zhu Zhanji appeared and said with a smile: "Aunt Zhou, I want more meat."
When Mrs. Zhou saw it was Zhu Zhanji, her eyes widened with a smile, and she said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, your highness should eat meat at your age, so you should eat more."
So two big meat buns were placed on Zhu Zhanji¡¯s dinner plate, plus a piece of fried tenderloin.
The two of them found a table nearby with their dinner plates and sat down. Zhu Di tasted the meat porridge and then the dumplings. He said with satisfaction: "It's really good. It tastes no worse than the ones in the palace."
Fang Xing finally came. After learning from the door that Zhu Di was inside, he didn't go in. He just asked someone to get him a bowl of noodles.
¡°Add more chili pepper.¡±
When the noodles came out, Fang Xing squatted on the edge of the canteen and started eating with a few cloves of garlic.
Zhu Di and his grandson finished a satisfying breakfast, and then waved to Ma Su to come over.
"What's in that cup? Why does it taste weird?"
Ma Su glanced at Zhu Zhanji and said, "Your Majesty, this is the teacher's arrangement. It is said that people must eat some fruits and vegetables every day so that the body can be balanced and coordinated."
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Zhu Di has been in the north for a long time, and his diet is heavy on meat, and meat is indispensable.
After leaving the cafeteria, Zhu Di saw that the students had arrived in the classroom and said, "Let's go and have a look."
"Suck!"
Hearing the sound, Zhu Di's footsteps stagnated, and when he turned his head to look, he suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.
It¡¯s really enjoyable to have a bowl of spicy hot noodle soup in the morning in winter!
Fang Xing finished eating a few times and stood up to return the bowl. Then he saw Zhu Di looking at him curiously.
"You are the first of these Ming Dynasty relatives who can squat down and eat noodles like a country man." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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