Before dawn the next day, Zhu Zhen was dragged out of bed by Wang Defa and Mu Xiang.
This poor kid still had to go back to the main hall to study while he was in the palace.
His Royal Highness the King of Chu, who had completely lost the ability to stay up late, dressed and ate almost as if sleepwalking, and then was sent to the main hall lying on the back of an ox.
When he appeared in front of his brothers with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, Lao Qi smiled as soon as he saw him:
"Hey, what's wrong with the circles under your eyes, Lao Liu? It's definitely not because you studied too late. It was caused by someone beating it, right? You must have gone out of the palace to steal other people's things!"
So this person needs to be virtuous. He just laughed at Deng Duo’s panda makeup yesterday, and today he also put on panda makeup, making Lao Qi laugh...
"No big or small!" Zhu Zhen glanced at Lao Qi and leaned on the table. He didn't have the strength to deal with him today, so he said to Lao Ba: "After school today, I will let you ride the bull until dark."
Lao Ba, who originally had nothing to do with him, opened his eyes and reprimanded Lao Qi: "Brother Qi, how can you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air..."
"You turned your elbow outward again!" Lao Qi said angrily: "It's too easy to be bribed, isn't it?!"
"We are all brothers, how can we tell the difference between inside and outside?"
"I really despise you. I bought you with just one cow! When I become a vassal, I will raise 10,000 cows!" Lao Qi said fiercely.
"Then you won't be able to get into the palace." In order to ride the bull, the usually clumsy-tongued Lao Ba worked hard.
"You!" Lao Qi was so angry that his nose became crooked.
"Okay, we are all brothers, stop quarreling." Zhu Zhen sat up. He is now the boss of the main hall. If his brothers quarrel, he has to take care of it.
As he spoke, he took out a copper pipe from the hole in the table and said with a smile: "Here, let me show you something good."
"If you don't look, you'll get needle eyes." Lao Qi refused.
"What a good thing." Lao Ba ran over.
"Put your eyes on this hole and look at the rockery in the yard." Lao Liu carefully guided Lao Ba.
The old man followed the instructions and put his eyes to the small hole, looked into the distance, and immediately screamed excitedly.
"Ah! The rockery outside is in front of us!"
Then he set down the copper pipe.
"Oh, I'm back again."
Use the copper tube to look again. "Ah, here we are again."
Put it down again. "Oh, I'm back again..."
Lao Ba kept repeating it over and over again, oh oh ah ah.
"What's your ghost name?" Lao Qi finally couldn't bear the curiosity that killed the cat and came over.
"Don't scold me all the time. You can watch it if you want. Brother Six won't argue with you." Zhu Zhen took the copper pipe magnanimously and turned around and handed it to Brother Seven.
"This..." Lao Qi was a little embarrassed.
"You're welcome, my brother." At this moment, Zhu Zhen showed his brotherly demeanor.
The attendant who supervised the morning reading nodded secretly. After King Chu's experience, he had indeed grown up. He had to take the initiative to resolve conflicts.
How good it is to be harmonious as brothers...
Lao Qi finally put his eyes up, but didn't dare to take it. He was afraid that it would break and Lao Six would fall on him.
"Look." Lao Liu put one end of the copper pipe tightly against Lao Qi's left eye.
"Hey, why did my rockery get so far away?"
"No way, we think they all come close." Zhu Zhen said in a fuss.
"That's right, Brother Qi, you have a problem with your eyes." Lao Ba said helpfully.
"Impossible!" Lao Qi naturally didn't believe it.
"Change another eye." Zhu Zhen put the copper pipe on his right eye.
"How about this time?"
"Uh..." Lao Qi hesitated and said against his will: "Sure enough, he came closer..."
"Look, let's talk." Lao Liu and Lao Ba were very happy.
At this time, the cloud board rang, and it was officially time for class.
"Okay, okay." The officer who supervised the morning reading said to Lao Qi and Lao Ba: "Your Highness, come back quickly, puch..."
I saw a round ink mark on one side of Lao Qi's two eye sockets...
Seeing this, the seventh and eighth elders looked at each other, and the latter couldn't help but smile.
"What's wrong? Is there a stain on my face?" Lao Qi stretched out his hand and wiped it. My face turned into a stain.
"Hahahaha!" Even the reader couldn't help laughing, and the main hall was filled with a long-lost cheerful atmosphere.
"Aww, Lao Liu, you are not a human!" Although Lao Qi didn't know what happened to his face yet, he already knew who had hit him. He stomped his feet to cover his face, and ran out crying...
Zhu Zhen curled his lips, wiped the ink on one end of the copper pipe with straw paper, and said to the old man: "You see, he was the one who provoked me first."
"Well, Seventh Brother is a good person and loves to play." Lao Ba has completely betrayed, and even talks about Lao Liu's teachings. "Sixth Brother, what is this called?"
"This is called a telescope." Zhu Zhen handed the copper tube to him and said, "It's still a semi-finished product, just for you to play with. Don't look at the sun, you'll go blind."
"Hey, thank you Sixth Brother, Sixth Brother is the best!" Lao Ba immediately felt like he had found a treasure, and felt that his own mother and concubine were not as close to each other as Sixth Brother.
"Oh, the academic style has been lost..." The lecturer on the stage shook his head, and felt that the sixth child was too arrogant. Since returning from training, he has completely ignored the rules of the school.
They didn't have the skills of Liu Bowen and Li Xiyan, so they didn't dare to attack the prince.
There's no way to kick the seventh and eighth children out, because then there won't be a prince left in the class. What the hell are you going to do in class?
I can only pinch my nose and turn a blind eye...
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In that room, when the court was over in the morning, the civil and military officials were not in a hurry to leave the palace, but came to Fengtian Gate to have breakfast.
Even though Boss Zhu is notoriously stingy, he wants to treat officials as long-term workers. But he also has a kind side. He feels that the landlords are all taking care of the long-term workers, so he can't be inferior to Liu De, right?
So it was stipulated that every morning during the morning court, Guanglu Temple should prepare breakfast for all the officials, and after the court, the meals would be given in Fengtian Gate.
Fengtian Gate is said to be a gate, but it is actually a row of huge palaces with nine rooms in width and four rooms in depth. When the spring, summer and autumn are warm, Guanglu Temple will set up banquets outside the palace. In the recent cold autumn, Boss Zhu will set up banquets inside the palace.
The banquet is open.
Although due to the large number of people and limited conditions, we can only serve soups such as buns, glutinous rice soup, and wontons, along with noodles such as pancakes, steamed buns, and pot helmets, all of which are ordinary breakfasts.
But the officials were "dressed up with drums banging, it's too late to make an audience at the Meridian Gate", "the moon was shining brightly by the Yugou Bridge, the arches were half-opened but they were not going to the court", they persisted until now and were so hungry that their hearts were in front of their hearts.
Now, being able to warm up the soup and eat some pasta right away is enough to make them burst into tears of gratitude.
So they all wrote poems and poems, praising Boss Zhu for his unprecedented good governance...
So if a good person does good deeds throughout his life, no one may remember them.
A bad person occasionally does a good thing, which surprises everyone.
Of course, it may also be that everyone is afraid that Boss Zhu will one day feel that he has spent too much money and cut off the few benefits.
Is it easy to be an official in the Ming Dynasty? It is simply pitiful!
But why do you still have so many things you want to be?
ps. I got up in the morning and finished writing. Let’s continue writing.
