Xiyu hurriedly stepped forward, bowed slightly, and raised the tray.
Zhu Biao placed the stack of rice paper on the tray, deliberately coughed twice, and then sat down.
A cursory look at the mahogany tray revealed that the homework handed in by Ah Biao was at least seven or eight pieces of rice paper as big as A3 paper. It was densely covered with words. With the writing speed of this era, it would take an hour to copy it, and even more.
Not to mention writing.
No wonder Zhu Biao died suddenly in history. This guy worked hard and didn't regard the liver as an organ at all.
‘As expected of our eldest son! He really makes us look good!’
Lao Zhu's eyes lit up, and the embarrassment just now disappeared.
‘Brother is mighty!’
Xiao Zhu Si also cast an admiring look at Zhu Biao.
"Brother, Biao'er's homework was discussed with us until midnight last night. If there is anything wrong in it, please feel free to point it out."
Lao Zhu had a smile on his face, and what he said seemed to be true.
"Ah, yes, yes, I was there last night."
Xiao Zhu shouted four times in a row to keep up.
Ji Boying glanced at the two father and son, I believed you two.
But I didn’t pay much attention to it. This is also common. For example, in a three-person research group in a university, often only one of them is doing the work, and the other two are just for credit.
Old Zhu Di and Old Zhu all looked at Fatty Yongle and Fatty Jianwen, while Hong Xi and Zhu Gaochi looked at Hong Xi and Zhu Zhanji with a hint of resentment.
We all treat others as sons, and our surname is Zhu. Why are you three so useless?!
As for Emperor Xuande, his son is a waste.
"For the other four groups who have not handed in their homework, I will not punish them this time."
"However, although punishment is exempted, memory must be long."
"After the practical observation class ended, Jianwen, Yongle, Hong Xi, and Xuande all stayed in class to copy the first volume of "Zhuan Xi Lu". They could not go back until they finished copying."
Biography?
Everyone was stunned when they heard this. They searched through the Four Books and Five Classics and the scriptures of sages. They were sure that they had never heard of this work.
Of course, what they actually care about is not the content of the first volume of Chuan Xi Lu, but how many words it contains.
After all, they usually only check a box when approving people, but it is too difficult to punish them.
"Everyone of them is unseemly and ruins the style of our Zhu family!"
"If anyone dares not to complete the Immortal Master's lessons in the future, even if the Immortal Master bypasses you, we will whip you!"
"Did you hear everything?!"
Lao Zhu stopped drinking at the right time.
"I heard it!"
Everyone is upright and responds to the love from Emperor Taizu.
After the last class, these emperors and princes have already adapted to this classroom atmosphere.
But it was the first time for the five new auditors to see this scene. Xu Da crossed his legs and watched with interest. The more he watched, the more interesting it became. Anyway, he didn't study, he was just here to make soy sauce. p>
The artillery commander Liu Sheng, who was standing next to Old Zhu Di, twitched his eyes when he heard this, and his heart was filled with shock. What kind of fierce man is this immortal master? How dare the Emperor of Ming Dynasty punish him?!
Dao Yan was always staring at Ji Boying as before, as if there was only Ji Boying in his world, and that was the end of true love.
Yu Qian's focus was on the biography that Ji Boying had just mentioned. His intuition, shaped by his years of literary literacy, told him that this biography must be the masterpiece of Mr. Yangming.
As for the King of Han Zhu Gaoxu, this bearded man was kneeling alone beside the podium, thinking that he should not be punished for copying if he did not teach his homework, but should be punished for kneeling!
"Before the class officially starts, I need to make a change to the topic of the first practical observation class."
Change?
The emperor and the princes all looked condensed.
After Ji Boying finished speaking, he stood up and came to the huge rice paper on the back board.
Raising her hand slightly, Lianxiang on the side had already stepped forward, bowed and respectfully presented the pen.
The pen moves like a dragon and a snake, the silver hook and the phoenix dance, and a line of big characters has already fallen.
"On the legendary life of the Mingbao Sect"
The eye-catching big characters fell into everyone's eyes, and everyone's eyes were full of doubts.
Baozong?
Why not the Ming God of War?!
"Brother, aren't we going to meet Zhu Qizhen, our Ming Dynasty God of War?"
"What is this Baozong?"
When he mentioned the four words Ming Dynasty God of War, it was clear that Lao Zhu’s eyes were shining.
He was ready to praise this descendant of the God of War when he saw him. He even wrote the words "The God of War of the Ming Dynasty is invincible" with his own hands last night to commend the great achievements of the God of War of the Ming Dynasty. Not only Lao Zhu, but Lao Zhu Di also has gleaming eyes.
"Master Immortal, allow me to ask."
"Is this Baozong the temple name of Qi Zhen?"
Having said this, Old Zhu Di frowned slightly and continued with some doubts.
"The word "fort" is really rare. I have never seen anyone use this word in a temple name in the past dynasties. I don't know what it means. I would like to ask the immortal master to explain it."
Emperor Xuande was also stunned.
Shall I strangle you?
It turns out that the Ming God of War you have been talking about is our son Zhu Qizhen?!
Our son is so awesome?!
No, since my son is the God of War, why did the immortal master specifically ask me to dethrone his crown prince?
As for the others, they were all shocked. They all heard the name Zhu Qizhen for the first time.
In addition to Zhu Biao, for other emperors and princes, whether it is Jianwen Zhu Laosi or the three Zhu Gaochi and others, Zhu Qizhen is their descendant, even if Zhu Qizhen was not born in their dynasty. p>
Among our descendants, there is a God of War player comparable to Li Er of the Tang Dynasty!
What an honor this is!
Especially Yongle Zhu Zhanji and Hongxi Zhu Zhanji, their faces were filled with pride when they learned that the Ming God of War was their unborn eldest son.
Naturally, Xu Da, Dao Yan, Liu Sheng, and Zhu Gaoxu, who were listening, had never heard of Zhu Qizhen's name. They only thought that the Ming God of War sounded extremely powerful.
Only Yu Qian is sitting in the fifth position.
The moment the word "Baozong" came out, my face turned red.
Damn, this is so embarrassing.
Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi and others, with a faint smile on his lips.
"Fort Zong is not a temple name."
"The word "fort" comes from a place, which is the place where the Ming God of War fought to become a god."
As soon as Ji Boying's words came out, Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi, Hong Xi Dapang, and Emperor Xuande all held their breaths, and their faces were filled with excitement.