Back to Ming Dynasty as Zhu Biao

Chapter 108 A man is a boy until he dies

Back at the inn, Zhu Xi had been waiting impatiently for a long time. Seeing Zhu Biao come back, he rushed up and said, "Brother, have you been away for so long? I want to go out and make sure not to cause trouble. Will it work?"

Zhu Xi's tone was very excited, his chest was slapped, and he made a vow.

Seeing Zhu Biao come back, Yu'er poured some tea and said, "Master, the Second Prince and the others are almost exhausted these few days."

The few of them have never been out to play since the founding of the country, and they are still children at heart, so they smiled at Mu Ying: "After you put the two boxes away, take them out for a few laps, so as not to cause trouble."

Zhu Biao smiled when he saw Zhu Fang and Zhu Xi leaving the gate of the inn.

Men die as teenagers and only hope that they will still be teenagers years from now.

"Fourth, aren't you going?" Zhu Biao looked at Zhu Di who was beside him.

"I'm not going, the second brother and the third brother are like kids, they're so boring." Zhu Di said solemnly.

Zhu Biao gave him the pastry, shook his head and said, "Fourth Brother, tell Big Brother why you call me."

"I'm not good? I saw that during Uncle Xu's Northern Expedition, many soldiers there called me, and you see, the emperor also called us."

Zhu Di is like this, he is young, he is quite ghostly, he is a master who is not afraid of pain or suffering since he was a child, and he does not suffer.

"Brother, I'm not bragging. I used to think that Song Lian taught you to be a fool when I saw you studying all day long. Look at me, it's so fun to fight.

When I was six or seven years old, I dared to get into the grain cart and sneak to the battlefield.The second brother and the third brother are still crying at home, beating Chen Youliang, I have seen it too. "

Zhu Biao flicked his head and gave him a thumbs up with a smile.

The more I am with them, the more I feel young and energetic. Regardless of my previous life, I am happy with my brothers now.

Zhu Biao thought about coming to Suzhou, but didn't take a good look at it, so he pulled Zhu Di up: "Let's go, brother will show you around."

"Brother, let's go to see the boulders on the chest of the performers on the street. I like that."

"Then let's go." Zhu Biao hit it off with him.

The simplest thing is to find a performer on the street.

The ancient people also liked to watch the excitement. There were three floors inside and three floors outside, and the cheers couldn't stop.

Especially when the boulder on the chest of the performer was cracked with a hammer, some people shouted like crazy.

"Amazing."

"The slate is broken, good!"

"Fourth." Seeing that Zhu Di was like a loach, he squeezed to the front of the crowd after a few swipes.

A few soldiers behind him surrounded Zhu Biao, and they had to keep their eyes on the fourth prince who ran to the front.

Except for the broken boulder in the chest, it was just two men competing in martial arts.

Broken boulders can also have skills, and the martial arts competition is a genuine hand-to-hand fight for the reward of money for the onlookers.

Zhu Di stood in front and applauded.

In the blink of an eye, the big man with long legs swept over, and although the little man was not too tall, his body was extremely flexible.

Like an octopus, his legs were tightly wrapped around the big man's waist, and he couldn't get rid of him no matter how he shook it.

"Good!" Everyone cheered loudly.

Immediately afterwards, the big man began to exert force continuously, spinning, shaking, leaning forward and backward, peeling the little man off his body.

Everyone watched enthusiastically, wanting to see the little ones fall to the big ones.

"Throw him! Throw him."

Taking advantage of the moment when the big man was proud, the little man elbowed his backhand, and the big man immediately fell on his back.

"it is good!"

The shouts are flying like sand and rocks, and on weekdays, they work at sunrise and rest at sunset, just to go to the market to watch the fun.

Zhu Biao shook his head, obviously for the sake of approving the onlookers, the little man fell down as soon as he touched the big one.

"Fathers and folks, our brothers came to Suzhou City for the first time, and everyone who has money will make money." The little man clasped his fists and said to the surroundings.

The people stopped shouting, and when the plate of money was thrown in front of them, everyone would take a step back, shake their heads and leave.

When he got to Zhu Biao, he took it out of his arms for a long time, but he didn't take out anything.

"Here." Zhu Biao squeezed over, handed two copper coins to Zhu Di, and said in a low voice, "Hurry up and take it."

Precious banknotes are used in large amounts, and copper coins can be used for sporadic things on weekdays. Knowing this, Zhu Biao came out with a dozen copper coins.

Zhu Di got the copper coins, proudly put two coins on the plate, very happy, handed over to the man, and left the crowd.

"I also rewarded money."

After watching the excitement, people dispersed.

The two buskers packed up their things and were about to leave. Zhu Di felt itchy, and walked over to the two of them and said, "Can I compete with you in martial arts?"

"Fourth, don't mess around." Zhu Biao went over to pull him.

With so many personal soldiers, it is easy to compare with anyone when you go back. If you compare with others, what should you do if you hit him badly?

Zhu Biao shook his head and disagreed.

Zhu Di took out some copper coins from his pocket and handed them to the man, coaxing: "My brother and I will compare with you."

The two men looked at Zhu Di and Zhu Biao's innocence, they were just two little fair faces, and they were a little embarrassed: "You guys can't beat them."

"It's a man, compare with me." Zhu Diguo pointed to the little man and said, "Brother, let's compare with them."

Glancing at the copper coins in Zhu Di's hand, the busker agreed.

In their eyes, he is a big man who walks the rivers and lakes, and it is easy to put down the two little boys.

The little man came over, rolled up his sleeves, put on an undershirt and said, "You are too small, your brothers can't beat you."

The surrounding people joined in the fun again: "Oh, these two scholars will definitely lose."

"That's right, she's so innocent, no one is a rival for performing arts, she will definitely suffer."

Hearing this, Zhu Biao quit.

"If you don't try, how will you know?" Zhu Biao bowed his hands to the entertainer.

The busker glanced at the two of them, weighed the money and said with a smile: "We won, and we will give you all the money we brothers have today."

"Call first, then talk." Zhu Di laughed loudly, and his self-confidence doubled.

Zhu Biao also nodded, he learned boxing from Mu Ying every day, and he also has the foundation before, so it should be no problem.

"Brother, come on." Zhu Di turned his head and smiled at Zhu Biao, and the two attacked at the same time.

The little guy is a performer, with flexible hands and feet, a solid foundation, and a lot of strength.

According to Zhu Biao's habit of shooting, the two brothers changed their positions back and forth.

Seeing that Zhu Biao was bigger than him, the little man asked the big man to attack Zhu Biao.

Seeing the big man attacking Zhu Biao, Zhu Di didn't want to, so he hit the small man's tailbone with his bare hands.

He took out the melee combat he learned on the battlefield.

"Ah!" Zhu Di hugged the little man's waist tightly with his hands like iron hoops, and lifted it up vigorously.

The little man hugged Zhu Di with his backhand and wanted to throw him to the ground, but Zhu Di smiled and said, "Brother, you can't do it."

As he said that his legs were exerting strength, the little man with his arms stuck on the master of the show, pressed his backhand on the ground and did not let go, fearing that he would retaliate.

Loudly said: "As far as I click, I won."

After speaking, let go of the little man.

In Zhu Di's mind, a man should be decided by martial arts, direct, simple and particularly rough, the winner is king, unlike those civil servants in the palace who care about each other, mothers-in-law and mothers.

The big man competed with Zhu Biao.

"Brother, attack him."

When Zhu Biao heard Zhu Di's words, he quickly shot, punched a few times and caught the big man's punch.

Seeing that the little man had been defeated by Zhu Di, the big man was anxious, he let out his breath, stretched his arms and rushed towards Zhu Biao's nose.

　Ask for collection, ask for recommendation.

　　


(End of this chapter)