Back to Ming Dynasty as Zhu Biao

Chapter 12

"What I'm laughing at is... Old Master Zhu Xi, if he hears this, he will surely come back to life." Zhu Biao couldn't stand it anymore, so he directly stopped him.

"Biaoer." Zhu Yuanzhang interrupted Zhu Biao, and said to Hu Weiyong, "We treat Mr. Hu as our own, and this kid is also like this, and he doesn't pay attention to what he says."

Hu Weiyong was dissatisfied in his heart, but he didn't say anything more, and said with a smile: "It is my blessing, Hu Weiyong, to be taught by the son of the world."

When there was only half of the incense left, Zhu Yuanzhang got up and yawned, "Weiyong, it's getting late, you can rest in our mansion."

"Superior——Weiyong dare not, I will go back now." Hu Weiyong's trowel showed a flattered expression on his face.

Hu Weiyong left at ease after his mouth was worn out. He asked Lao Zhu to arrange for Liu Bowen to write about it.

Obviously let Liu Bowen offend Lao Zhu.

Liu Bowen's temperament is one is one, and the other is two. He will never do things like Zhang Guan Li Dai, messing up his ancestors, and he will definitely offend Lao Zhu.

At that time, Liu Bowen will be blamed, and Lao Zhu will become a joke about misidentifying his ancestors...

This little ninety-nine.

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……

Burn the incense and burn it out.

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, and scratched his back with his hands behind him. He couldn't reach the itchy spot for a long time, looked at Zhu Biao and said, "Scratch for us."

"Yes."

Scratching and scratching, occupying the bodies of two generations of old Zhu's family, it doesn't matter if you put in a little effort.

"Just now you said that the poem was not about the relationship between a man and a woman?" Zhu Yuanzhang hummed with his eyes closed, seemingly very happy, and did not blame Zhu Biao at all.

"No, it means something else." Zhu Biao said truthfully.

"We don't study much, but we also know who Hu Weiyong is. He just likes to flatter."

Zhu Yuanzhang felt in his heart that he had lost face. He loved reading, but his culture was acquired, and he felt a little indescribable.

"Old Master Zhu's poem describes the scenery, depicting the beautiful scenery of spring, not about the love between men and women, but actually the old master's good wish to pursue the way of saints in troubled times.

The son didn't understand why Hu Weiyong called this a meeting with a beautiful woman.Sishui clearly refers to the water in Shandong, how could it become Si in Sizhou? "

"how do you know?"

"This, Mr. Song taught me."

Zhu Yuanzhang thought about it for a long time, and finally felt that he had a good vision and the teacher he chose for his son was right.

I didn't expect our own son to be so powerful and able to pick on Hu Weiyong's words. If this is in a few years, wouldn't it be even more powerful.

Zhu Biao felt that he had to be a little childish on purpose in doing things, and he couldn't be too slick, and it's not good to do things too much, so he also meant to correct Hu Weiyong face to face.

According to what Lao Zhu said in the end, he was somewhat brainwashed by Hu Weiyong, who doesn't want to have a good family background.

You can’t choose when herding cattle, but now you want to be an emperor, you must pack yourself.

But Zhu Biao didn't think so. In history, Hu Weiyong didn't seem to have made a big mistake, but in fact he kept thinking carefully.

Doesn't this mean that Zhu Xi is just a well-dug hole.Although no one has said clearly about this kind of thing after a hundred years, but doing it is definitely laughing out loud.

"Do we recognize Zhu Xi? If we don't, I'm afraid we will be laughed at as a monk for herding cattle."

Zhu Yuanzhang said with a headache.

It is impossible for a man to change his name and surname, and he cannot forget his ancestors. Zhu Biao said directly: "It has been more than 160 years since Zhu Xi passed away, and there are only six or seven generations. Father is the founding king, and the people will also meet later. On the other hand, if it is not for the common people to treat it as a joke, it will definitely not be done.”

The way Zhu Yuanzhang was said by Hu Weiyong was a little enthusiastic, and he couldn't listen to Zhu Biao's words for a while.

"Hu Weiyong said that it is an honor to find a famous person as an ancestor, otherwise our background would be laughed at by the people, so how can the people obey our rule." After Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, he urged Zhu Biao to go to bed.

This time, my "son" couldn't speak well.

Because he slept late and the room was quiet, Zhu Biao slept until the afternoon.

When she woke up, Yu'er pushed the door in with a bowl of porridge and two side dishes.Seeing that Zhu Biao was awake, he said softly, "My lord, look at what delicious food Yu'er has made."

After looking at the porridge, Zhu Biao was very satisfied.

If you are tired in autumn and sleepy in spring, you will be more energetic after taking a nap at noon. Greasy things are not suitable, and porridge and side dishes are light and refreshing, which is the most suitable.

The most delicious ingredients often require only simple ingredients to cook.

Zhu Biao picked up the bowl and drank it all. Yu'er knelt by the bed to help him pinch his legs, took a few peeled fruits to quench his thirst, and looked at him tenderly.

Thinking of what happened last night, Yu'er tidied up the house obediently, and Zhu Biao turned around and left the yard.

Apart from homework, Zhu Biao is quite free.

There was a dog barking from Ma's yard, and when Zhu Biao entered the house, he saw the dog being led by Zhu Xi's little follower.

Seeing Zhu Biao approaching, Mrs. Ma got up and put down the female red in her hand, and said, "Biaoer, you sleep well, that Jin'er and Sanbao in your yard helped me buy needles and threads."

"Mother, just tell them if you have something to do." Zhu Biao didn't hesitate, and said straight to the point: "Mother, I need my mother's help."

"You don't need to tell mother that you know that your father wants to recognize Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty as his ancestor, and it won't work for you to persuade him, right?"

Mashi took the needle and poked it twice on his head, looked at his son dotingly and continued to do the work in hand.

Zhu Biao nodded, and said to Ma Shi: "I have an idea, but mother must help me."

"any solution."

After listening to his son talking for a long time, Mrs. Ma understood what it meant, put down the female celebrity in her hand and said: "Just do it like this, my Zhang Liang plan won't work, so you can help your mother borrow the wind."

"I will be enthroned on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, and it will be a moth on the eighth day." After Ma Shi finished speaking, he went to the house to prepare, and Zhu Biao went to invite Lao Zhu.

After half a stick of incense.

Old Zhu came in from the door, and asked Zhu Biao anxiously, "What's going on, this Ma Xiuying."

"Ma Xiuying?"

"Ma Xiuying!"

Stepping into the door, Lao Zhu was startled.

Mashi took a long strip of cloth and wrapped his big feet like rice dumplings, round and round.

"Sister, what are you doing? Tell us something, why are you binding your feet?" Zhu Yuanzhang walked over to untie the cloth strips on Ma's big feet.

"Chongba, my big feet used to travel all over the world to rescue you and help you, but now it is a shame." Ma Shi bound her feet, crying out in pain, "I want to wrap three-inch golden lotus."

Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that he shook his sleeves and sat by the bed: "You are kidding me."

"Don't dare to joke, this feng shui turns around. You Zhu Chongba will soon be the emperor, and sooner or later you will dislike my big feet.

But what should I do, in order not to make you dislike it, I can't chop it with an axe, use a knife to cut it, so I have to wrap it hard, if I can't wrap it up, go back to my hometown, lest people think my foot is too big, find me a substitute. "

"Sister, what are you doing? Let's talk if we have something to say. You know we can't do without you."

Zhu Yuanzhang aggressively pulled her foot to untie the cloth strip, but was stopped by Ma Shi: "Chongba, don't stop me, I don't want to be replaced like your ancestors of the Zhu family."

"Biao'er, come here and help us persuade your mother." Zhu Yuanzhang frowned helplessly.

Zhu Biao didn't speak, just pretending he didn't hear.

"When did we despise your big feet? I have half the credit for your big feet in this world. It's our dignity." Zhu Yuanzhang sighed and stared at her big feet.

"The ancestors of our old Zhu family had children and raised daughters for a lifetime. Now Chongba, you are going to be the emperor soon. They don't even have a title. They are more miserable than me."

Without saying a word, Zhu Yuanzhang helped Mrs. Ma untie the cloth strip and said, "Hu Weiyong and the others helped us figure this out. We'll talk about it later."

Knowing that Ma Shi's place is not ready today, Zhu Biao had no choice but to withdraw first and carry out his borrowing.

"Chong Ba, tell me why the glory of our old Zhu family is given to Zhu Xi."

There were two voices in the room.

(End of this chapter)