Daming: My grandfather is Emperor Hongwu!

Chapter 43
"You can't learn from the emperor of the Zhao family!"

There was a steaming pot of cabbage, tofu, and white meat on the table. The old man mixed soy sauce, vinegar, and garlic, and stirred it evenly. He put down his chopsticks, held the wine cup and said.

"What a wonderful world the Great Song Dynasty is. Once the home decorations come up, the people will be in dire straits!" The old man picked up a chopstick with five-flowered three-layer meat, dipped it in seasoning, and swallowed it in one gulp, with an expression on his face. Grinning his teeth, "Today this rebellion, tomorrow that rebellion, the world is in chaos!" As he said, he also took a piece for Zhu Xiongying, "Eat, eat meat to grow strong!"

Chirp, the old man took a sip of wine.

He continued, "That's all, but damn, when the Jin man came, there was a strong city inside, and soldiers of King Qin outside. His old boy actually took his son and became the king of subjugation, and people caught Liaodong to eat him." The sorghum rice has gone."

"Anyway, he is also the emperor, and he has no ambition at all. If you can't beat him, wipe your neck and go to the head office. After all, you have saved some face for your ancestors. When you meet your ancestors down below, you have something to say. At least, you have to show some face!"

"But look at him, his wife, daughters and concubines made the golden men rush, he still has the face to live in the Five Kingdoms City for those years! This old boy is simply shameless!"

Pfft, Zhu Xiongying was eating and almost choked.

Not because of anything else, but because of what the old man said, you can't beat it, can't you wipe your neck?At least I have some face!
Later, Chongzhen seemed to do just that.

As far as the old Zhu family is concerned, there may have been a few bastard emperors in history, such as Ming Yingzong, the war god of Ming Dynasty who was captured.But generally speaking, it's really more face-saving.

At least he is also the king of subjugation, Chongzhen has achieved life and death.

"Eat slowly, don't choke!" Seeing that Zhu Xiongying was choking, Empress Ma quickly patted her back, "Eat slowly, don't be like your grandpa, eating is like fighting a war!"

"Don't talk, we're teaching our grandson!" The old man frowned slightly, and said to Zhu Xiongying, "That prodigal son of the old Zhao's family has never done business all his life, only doing heresy things. The words are well written and the paintings are well done. , do you have a ball? As a meal, or as money?"

"If you want to teach your grandson, go to another place to teach it. This is my dining table, the place to eat!" Empress Ma said, "The child has been studying for a day, and you don't let him sit idle while eating, and you can't stop talking about it? "Speaking, seeing the old man staring, "Do you want to eat or not? I just follow the rules, you can find someone who is easy to find!"

The old man choked on his neck, looked at the dining table, his son bowed his head to eat and did not speak, his grandson laughed while eating, knowing that he would not be able to please him any further.

So, I picked up another piece of pork belly, stuffed it into my mouth, and started chewing.

"Hey, tell me!" However, the old man couldn't stay idle, he took two bites and said, "We eat meat now, why isn't it delicious in the past?"

"What did you eat in the past, what do you eat now!" Empress Ma said unforgivingly, but she still gave the old man hot soup, soaked it in rice, and handed it over, "It used to be that there was no oil in the stomach, but now these good things , I can’t even eat it.”

Seeing that the old man didn't think it was too hot, he wolfed down his meal, and hurriedly said, "Slow down, who is going to grab it from you! At this age, I still don't know what it means to eat slowly?"

The old man nodded and looked at Zhu Biao, "Boss, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about how the symbols created by Brother Ying today will be implemented throughout the country!" Zhu Biao said thoughtfully, "Since the founding of the People's Republic, government schools have been widely established in various places, and government schools have been set up in every prefecture, county, and county so that children from poor families You can read!"

"But in recent years, there have been more schools, but not many scholars. Jiangnan is better. Since ancient times, the style of writing has flourished, and there are schools in the village. But in the north, there are very few students now. , it is also full of southerners, and there are very few in the north!"

"There is certainly a reason for the good life in the south of the Yangtze River, and there is also a lack of famous teachers in the north, so students will inevitably fail to express their meaning when they study!"

"In Ming Dynasty's imperial examinations, my father respected Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism, and the scope of the examinations was also within the scope of these scriptures. Wei Chen thought, if a great Confucian is invited to comment on the scriptures and sentence sentences, then it will be easy for students to read. In just a few years, there will be more scholars!"

"Even if they are not all scholars who take the imperial examination, it is always good to read and understand characters!"

"It's up to you!" the old man said after drinking, "Tomorrow you will discuss it with those bachelors, and if you want money, please go to the household department."

Zhu Biao said seriously, "Father, you just let go of things that are related to enlightenment?"

"Our brain hurts when we see those plague scholars!" The old man snorted, "Besides, in a few days, the soldiers will be waiting for us to inspect the autumn exercises in the Beijing camp. I really don't have the time to spare!"

At this time, the soldiers of the founding of the Ming Dynasty were the masters of all battles.

Not only the food and wages are sufficient, but also the discipline is strict.There are two large-scale drills a year, spring drills and autumn drills, and the drills are all offensive and defensive battles involving tens of thousands of people.The competition between the various troops is more related to the face of the coaches and nobles, so it is very important.

"Grandfather!" Zhu Xiongying, who was eating sullenly, pulled the old man's arm and said with a smile, "Can you bring your grandson with you to watch the army review?"

"Don't leave the palace! Study hard!" Zhu Biao reprimanded.

"It's okay to go!" The old man enjoyed the intimacy of his grandson, and said with a smile, "Our Zhu family will win the world immediately, and he, the grandson of the emperor, can't concentrate on studying!" He said, stroking Zhu Xiongying's hair, "Besides, our eldest grandson will also make his debut among those old killers, let them take a good look, future master!"

(The word master is not unique to the Qing Dynasty. As early as when Zhu Yuanzhang attacked Yingtian Mansion and Liao Yongzhong came to join him, Zhu Yuanzhang said to him, in such troubled times, you wait for a warrior to choose a good master and seek wealth! However, this master , which is also fundamentally different from that of the Qing Dynasty.)
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It got dark not long after eating, and even the sons and grandsons of the dragon have no entertainment in this year.

Of course, the old man and Zhu Biao have endless pastimes, and Zhu Xiongying is still young, and he doesn't even have a pretty maid by his side.

After washing up, he lay on the bed bored, staring at the lights in the temple in a trance.

Suddenly, he had an idea and shouted, "Jia Gui!"

"Your servant is here!" Jia Gui tilted his shoulders and appeared flatteringly, "Your Highness, your name is your servant?"

"You, find some young eunuchs!" Zhu Xiongying laughed.

Jia Gui was slightly astonished, and immediately knelt down, "But the servant is not serving you well?" He said, crying, "Your Highness, you can't drive the servant away, I can't live without you!"

"Stop!" Zhu Xiongying said, "I told you to find some young eunuchs, not to let others replace you, go!"

Jia Gui stood up, wiped away his tears and left.

Not long after, several ten-year-old eunuchs from Kunning Palace came.

Xiaoshun, Xiaofu, Xiaoquan, Xiaoman, Xiaoan, Xiaokang and so on.

In today's Ming Dynasty, eunuchs have no status at all.Not only can't read, but can't even have a good name.The names of the few of them were given by Empress Ma herself.

It should be said that these eunuchs are also hard-working people, either descended from former criminal officials, or the sons of prisoners of war, who were castrated into the palace since childhood and became slaves.

"Slaves wait to kowtow to see Qiansui!" Several young eunuchs knelt in front of Zhu Xiongying.

Zhu Xiongying got off the bed and looked around at them, "Let Jia Gui go and talk to the internal officials tomorrow, and you will all work by Gu's side from now on!"

Several young eunuchs almost wept with joy.

Jia Gui looked at Zhu Xiongying with a bitter face.

"You all listen to Jia Gui!" After the words fell, Jia Gui turned into a smiling face again.

"Your Highness is in front of the errand, if you dare to slack off in the slightest, death will be light!" Jia Gui said viciously.

"Now you stand in a line and arrange them according to size!" Zhu Xiongying said while sitting on a stool.

Several young eunuchs looked at each other in blank dismay, then compared each other's leaders and lined up in a horizontal line.Zhu Xiongying frowned secretly, but it was just a simple line up, and it was uneven.

"Go, find a stick for Gu!" Zhu Xiongying said.

"Brother!" On the other side of the bed, Zhu Yunxi, Zhu Xiongying's younger brother, swung his calf over and asked curiously, "What are you going to do?"

Zhu Xiongying smiled, "Brother, I want to train soldiers!"

(End of this chapter)