Zhu Yunxi got up extra early, even earlier than usual.
After practicing a set of military boxing that I had learned many years ago, under the guidance of Sun Cheng, I started to practice the sword skills and boxing skills of the Ming Dynasty army.
Now that we are in the Ming Dynasty, if we want to try to control... the joy of going into battle to kill enemies, it is naturally essential to start practicing martial arts now.
After practicing the exercises, Zhu Yunxi was already sweating all over. After eating enough meat buns and a large bowl of white rice porridge under Cai Die and Cailian's service, he washed himself and put on a blue shirt.
When Zhu Yunxi's full head of black hair was combed behind his ears, Cai Die standing behind him couldn't help but blush and said shyly: "Your Highness is so beautiful."
"You girl!"
The older Cailian stood aside with her hands clasped together, carefully looked at Zhu Yunxi's face, and scolded Cai Die with a smile.
Zhu Yunxi looked away from the bronze mirror with satisfaction, turned around and gently pinched Cai Die's fleshy cheeks: "When has your Highness not looked good?"
Under Cai Die's annoyed expression, Zhu Yunxi chuckled and went out.
Today is the first day that the main hall is reopened. In addition, the tutor was specially invited to the palace by himself and will play a big role in the future. Zhu Yunxi naturally has to pay special attention to Fang Xiaoru.
The main hall has a long history.
When Zhu Yuanzhang expelled the Yuan people and reshaped the orthodox Han people in the Central Plains, he had not received much education since he was a child, but he was particularly concerned about the education of his children.
The Dabentang was founded based on such prerequisites. At that time, Zhu Biao was still underage, and the underage princes of the clan, as well as the school-age children of the noble family of Chao Zhongxun, all studied in the Dabentang.
However, as the prince came of age and participated in political affairs, the main hall gradually stopped.
This is also the reason why Zhu Yunxi and Zhu Yunwen have opened separate schools in the East Palace in recent years.
Now that the main hall has been reopened and arrangements have been made for the tutor, everything else can just follow the past.
Zhu Yunxi and Sun Cheng walked slowly down the unreachable corridor in the palace, thinking about something.
But I heard a cry from a distance.
"Yunxi!"
"The main hall reopened today, and you were the first to come."
When Zhu Yunxi heard the sound and looked up, he saw that he had arrived at the main hall at some point. The sky had not yet lightened up and the classes in the main hall had not started until half an hour.
And at the door of the main hall, a young man of about the same age as him, with an impressive figure, was looking at him with a smile on his face.
Zhu Yunxi hurried forward and saluted respectfully: "Yunxi has met Uncle Seventeen."
The visitor was none other than Zhu Yuanzhang's seventeenth son, Zhu Quan, Prince of Ning in the Ming Dynasty.
Looking at this seventeenth uncle, Zhu Yunxi didn't dare to slack off.
If the original history were to be followed, Zhu Quan would seize Daning soon after this year, and then guard the north like Yan King Zhu Di, fighting against the remnants of the Yuan people all year round, and in his hands was the Duoyan Three Guards, who had the most powerful combat power in the world.
If it weren't for various reasons, it would seem that the power of this seventeenth uncle is stronger than that of the fourth uncle.
Zhu Quan nodded with a smile and asked: "There is still half an hour before Mr. Arrival, why are you here so early?"
Zhu Yunxi replied: "Mr. Xizhi was forced to take over and enter the palace to teach. It was originally his nephew's doing. Today is the first day, so I came over early to see if there is anything missing in the main hall. It's seventeen.
Why did uncle come so early?"
Zhu Quan had a gloomy look on his face, and looked around the main hall with a nostalgic look: "You must also know that probably this year, your Seventeenth Uncle will take over Daning."
Zhu Yunxi nodded. When the princes of the Ming clan grow up, they must follow the instructions of the emperor's ancestors to establish vassal states and guard the vassal states for the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Quan said a little lonely: "If we weren't your grandpa's son, how could we be willing to leave home?"
Zhu Yunxi tilted his head and took a few more glances at the seventeenth uncle in front of him, thinking that this man would be able to command the Duoyan Three Guards, 80,000 armored soldiers, and 6,000 chariots under his name not long after he became a vassal.
Is it true or false?
He smiled slightly: "If Uncle Seventeen doesn't want to leave the capital, just go and ask Grandpa Huang to live in Yingtian City for a few more years."
Zhu Quan looked at Zhu Yunxi, smiled bitterly, shook his head and said nothing.
At this time, there was a series of footsteps coming from ahead, together with the noise of young people, teenagers, and children.
Zhu Yunxi and Zhu Quan both turned around and looked over.
Wuyangyang, seven or eight princes from the Ming Dynasty clan, ranging in age from eighteen to nineteen, down to five or six, all dressed in brocade, gold and jade, have already come hand in hand.
Facing the gaze of this group of people, Zhu Yunxi hurriedly bowed and clasped his fists: "Yunxi has met Uncle Thirteen."
"I've met Uncle Fourteen."
"I met Uncle Fifteen."
"..."
"I've seen...Uncle Twenty-Third..."
Looking at the twenty-third uncle Zhu Huang, who was only five years old this year, he looked at his chubby little face, with an expression that looked like he was still mumbling, and blinked his big round eyes sleepily.
Zhu Yunxi couldn't help but sigh deeply in his heart.
For such a big kid, he has to respectfully call him Uncle Twenty-Third.
The old man really has the spirit of dragon and horse!
However, the Thirteenth Uncle Yu Wang Zhu Gui on the side snorted coldly: "After reading for so many years, I finally stopped a few years ago, but now it's good, we have to come back here to study again."
Although Zhu Gui did not mention him by name, anyone who heard his words would know that he came for Zhu Yunxi.
The fourteenth Han King Zhu Mei glanced at Zhu Gui, the thirteenth prince and the oldest prince in the palace now, and his eyes flashed.
He looked at Zhu Yunxi with a smile: "It's good that before we left the capital to join the feudal clan, my brothers, nephews and nephews gathered together to study together. I think it would be a great aftertaste to spend a few years here."
Zhu Yunxi smiled and did not pay attention to the insinuations of Zhu Gui, the Thirteenth Division's King Yu.
Zhu Gui's nature was like this, otherwise he would not have been deprived of the throne as soon as Zhu Yunwen came to the throne. Although Zhu Di later restored his title to the king, within a few years he was dismissed many times by Zhu Di because he did not repent.
He was reprimanded and even took away the royal guards.
It's just that he proposed to reopen the main hall in front of the old man yesterday, not only for Fang Xiaoru, but also for the Hongwu princes of the Ming Dynasty in front of him.
He never spoke.
The little twenty-three Zhu Huang, who was shaking his head in a daze, seemed to feel that the atmosphere at the scene was getting colder, and he opened his round eyes with excitement.
"hungry……"
Zhu Huan said in a sweet voice that he was hungry, which immediately caused everyone present to burst into laughter.
Zhu Yunxi couldn't help but take out a piece of meat pie prepared for him by Cai Die from his arms, squatted down in front of Zhu Huang, and patted the kid on the head: "Uncle Twenty-Third, eat it, it's still warm."
Zhu Huang's eyes widened immediately, he grabbed the meat pie that Zhu Yunxi brought to him, took two mouthfuls of it, and muttered vaguely: "Yunxi is better!"
Zhu Gui, who was not willing to come to the main hall to study again, snorted again: "What kind of book is this? What can Xiao Ersan, a child who can't even live without his mother and concubine, understand? According to us
I mean, it’s better to live by the past.”
Is this what someone who is an older brother or uncle would say?
Zhu Yunxi's eyes couldn't help but sink, and he couldn't help pinching the fleshy little face of his 23rd uncle, Zhu Huan, who was eating meat pie with all his heart.
He turned around and looked at his thirteenth uncle Yu Wang Zhu Gui calmly.
"I dare to ask Uncle Thirteen, what do you think studying should be like?"