First Prince of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 18

One night in October 1363, when the sun had already set, Zhu Biao personally sent his teacher Song Lian to leave the Guogong Mansion, even if he had completed a day of schooling.

Originally, I wanted to go directly to my room. After eating, I read a book and fell asleep, but I saw that the maid next to Ma's came safely, saying that my wife invited him over.

As for Ruyi, who was already married long ago, she was a pro-military general by Zhu Yuanzhang's side.

Xiao Zhu followed Ping An to the inner courtyard. He now lives next to Zhu Yuanzhang's study. He specially asked Lao Zhu to come here when he was six years old.

In front of him was Ping An and a servant who lit the road with a lantern, and there were two companions beside him to protect him, for fear that he would slip.

After walking into the inner courtyard all the way, Xiao Zhu looked at the direction, not to go to his mother's room, but to go to the hall in the backyard, presumably it was something serious.

Before he could get close, two maids came to greet him. Xiao Zhu asked a few questions. It turned out that the women and children in the backyard had already arrived and were waiting for him to leave school.

Arriving outside the hall, he didn't rush in, took the hot towel handed by the maid, wiped his hands, and asked how Ma Shi's appetite was in the past few days.

The lights in the hall were brilliant, and the air was filled with various fragrances. Everyone except Ma Shi stood up and prepared to welcome the eldest son of the mansion.

There were more than [-] women inside, those with children pulled up their children, those without children quickly stood up, and waited with lowered eyebrows.

Mrs. Ma sat in the upper seat and held up the tea, his eyes swept over calmly, especially those with children.

Not long after, an extravagant young man walked in, his face was smooth and white, his demeanor was warm, his eyes were clear, and there was always a small smile on the corner of his mouth, exuding a calm and refined air that only middle-aged celebrities could have.

Wearing a white robe with golden cloud patterns embroidered on it, it was woven from fine silk by the best beautiful women in the south of the Yangtze River. Her long black hair was tied behind her back by a gold ring set with sapphires, and she wore a sheep with a red thread around her waist. The jade pendant of Zhiyu Guanyin was surrounded by a group of maids.

Xiao Zhu went in, smiled and bowed to his mother, "My son pays respects to his mother.

He slightly raised his waist and bowed his hands to those women: "I have seen you concubines.

The women also hurriedly returned the salute: "The concubine is waiting to meet the eldest son"

Eight-year-old Zhu Xi led his younger brother Zhu Xi, while the Lin family took the young Zhu Xi and Zhu Chi out to salute: "My younger brother greets my elder brother."

Zhu Biao showed a soft smile on his four younger brothers' faces: "Okay, darling, let's go eat."

"Sit down, my sisters, and Biao'er, come and sit too. Mother asked the kitchen to make you your favorite eight-treasure balls, goose breast with rouge and chicken marrow shoots."

When everyone was seated, Zhu Biaoduan sat beside Ma, and below were the two brothers, Zhu Xi and Zhu Xi. As for Zhu Xi and Zhu Xi, they both ate at their mother's side when they were young, and the other concubines were at other tables.

The main seat on the left is empty, and that is Zhu Yuanzhang's seat.

Seeing that everyone was seated, Ping An glanced at his wife and then went to arrange the dishes. The dishes in the kitchen were already ready, and they were waiting for Zhu Biao to go to school.

Seeing that his mother didn't mean to speak, Zhu Biao turned around and asked about his younger brothers' homework. Song Lian is now teaching Zhu Biao's classmates, while Zhu Xian and Zhu Xing are taught by Song Lian's apprentices.

These two are not lovers of learning. As long as Zhu Yuanzhang is not in the house, he will spend three days fishing and two days drying the net, always thinking about playing.

After Zhu Yuanzhang returned to the house to inspect his sons' homework, he had to beat them. Every time, Zhu Biao interceded, so as to avoid the tragic incident of them being hanged and beaten.

In the early years, Song Shi still thought that Zhu Xi was only one year younger than Zhu Biao, and if Zhu Biao failed to succeed, his son would not have no chance...

But with the gap in reality, Song shi has long since accepted his fate. He has taught his two sons since childhood that he should ask his elder brother if he has anything.

The two children are not too young, and naturally they also know the difference in the status of the mansion, but the two feel that they are right, not only are they not as good as the eldest brother in reading, but they are not as brave as the eldest brother.

Seeing that the two of them couldn't even speak fully, and the eldest brother was still as gentle as jade even in front of the furious father, and he could always rescue the two brothers before they were beaten to death.

These two have become Zhu Biao's real young brothers since childhood, and have inexplicable admiration for him.

Seeing how the two brothers looked bitter when they talked about studying, Xiao Zhu was helpless. This is because he remembered to eat and not to fight. Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang was about to come back, he still didn't know how to crawl, read more books and take less hits. Looks like I'll be beaten again...

He glanced at Zhu Di indifferently again, Xiao Zhu had never thought of getting rid of the future Emperor Yong Le in advance, and he was not afraid of being unable to suppress him.

As long as he lives, Zhu Di can only be King Yan. If one day he really dares to rebel, he doesn't mind giving his younger brother a ride on the battlefield.

And in the future, he will also leave behind secret hands. If he still cannot escape the fate of early death, Zhu Di and a few ambitious younger brothers will be taken to the ground. No matter how bad his son is, it is still alright to govern a stable world. .

What's more, he is not only the son, but also has more than one son, and raising a good grandson for Lao Zhu is not in vain.

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　It's two o'clock soon... A book friend told me just now that this book is already No. 2 on the new book list in history, and it's on the list with only [-] words. It's really a surprise, thank you for your support.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)