Jinyi champion

Chapter 58 Mr. Zhu

To start class, make a blackboard first.

No problem!
Zhu Hao and Zhu San came out of the yard together, Jing Hong followed behind, reminding in a low voice: "Lu Dianzhan won't let us go out."

Zhu San dismissively said: "You listen to him? We're not going out of the palace...Zhu Hao, where do you want to go?"

Zhu Hao looked at Lu Bing.

After all, this is Lu Song's son, who was sent by Lu Song to act as an eyeliner.

But at this time, Lu Bing's small eyes were shining brightly. Obviously, he heard that there was something interesting, so he didn't care what he was doing for his father, and he could even charge ahead himself, leading Zhu Hao.

"Let's go to the east courtyard... Although the barn burned down, there is more than one place to store wood in the Wangfu. Besides, some were rescued during the firefighting. There should be ready-made ones. In addition, you need to plan and polish the tools. You have to help... Jinghong, if you don't want to go, just stay here and study, we can go there by ourselves."

After Zhu Hao finished speaking, he left with Zhu San and Lu Bing.

Jinghong really didn't dare to go at first, but when stimulated by Zhu Hao's words, there was an unyielding energy in his heart... Huh, I dare not?
Then I will show you!
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Several children came out of the school yard.

It's not okay to walk along the narrow road to the palace, there are guards guarding the door, but if you go out and make a detour, there is no problem.

Zhu San was very familiar with driving, and he took the lead in the front. When he arrived at the door, he didn't even say hello to the gatekeeper, so he led a few children through the dam in the front yard and walked towards the east yard.

To say that the palace is really not too wary of these children.

Zhu San was raised as an eldest son, Lu Bing was Lu Song's son, Zhu Hao was also a celebrity in front of the palace, only Jinghong looked unfamiliar, but when they walked together, after a little thought, he knew that he was a companion recruited by the palace. , or the son of the magistrate's family.

This combination...

As long as it is not entering the inner courtyard or exiting the gate of the palace, basically no one cares, after all, no one wants to make trouble for themselves.

Coming to the east courtyard, Zhu Hao felt a burst of relief. After all, he had lived here for more than ten days and was already familiar with the surrounding environment. He revisited the old place and went directly to the carpentry courtyard to find Lao Song who was working.

"Uncle Song."

Zhu Hao greeted with a smile.

Old Song asked in surprise, "Zhu Hao? You...how did you come here?"

Lao Song's eyes quickly fell on the children behind Zhu Hao.

Zhu Hao said: "I'm here to find some boards... I remember that I rescued a few boards from the fire before? It shouldn't be useful, right? If it's inconvenient, I can buy them with money... I want to make a big board and wipe it down." Put black paint on it and write something on it."

Lao Song had a good relationship with Zhu Hao, so he didn't shirk after hearing the words, and took Zhu Hao to another warehouse.The barn where Zhu Hao used to live has been burned to the ground, and the workers are currently clearing up the ruins, and will rebuild on the spot after the cleaning is completed. Lao Song was making girders for the new house before.

"The salvaged boards are all piled up there, the surface is blackened, it is probably not reliable anymore, it is considered waste... If you use it, just take it."

Lao Song couldn't do it with other masters, but he gave Zhu Hao a few broken boards, and no one seemed to care.

Zhu Hao walked over and picked.

At this moment, Li Shun came out of the warehouse and saw Zhu Hao's face twitched. He didn't care what the little guys were doing, and walked away quickly as if hiding from the plague god.

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After Zhu Hao selected the board, he went to look for the tools at hand.

Next, he needed to smooth the surface of the board with a plane, a razor knife, and sandpaper, and then asked Lao Song for some black paint to smear on the surface, and went to the warehouse to choose a few pieces of talc.

It is obviously not possible to make chalk now, but talc is often used by carpenters. It can be used as a marker pen, or it can be made into talc powder as an additive to white paint.

Zhu Hao kept busy, and he stopped the carpentry work when he felt that it was almost done, and called Lu Bing and Zhu San over to help with sanding.

Zhu San showed his little princess temper: "Such a hard job...Xiao Jingzi, come here."

Jinghong was originally friendly towards Zhu San, after all, in his mind, this young master is the heir of the palace and the future King Xing, so he can't disobey the other party's wishes.

But at this moment, he still couldn't help protesting: "My name is Jinghong, you can call me by my first name."

"Little Jingzi sounds so nice, why change it? Don't be stingy, work!" Zhu San handed the sandpaper to Jinghong.

Jinghong reluctantly took the sandpaper, and when he squatted down to work, he still didn't forget to give Zhu Hao a look: "Why don't you call him Xiao Haozi?"

Zhu San's eyes narrowed into two crescents: "This is a good idea... But I just like to call you Xiao Jingzi... Xiao Jingzi Xiao Jingzi Xiao Jingzi, work!"

Jing Hong was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

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Zhu Hao sat on the side to rest, watching the carpenters in the east yard busy.

When there was no one else around, Zhu Hao leaned forward and asked Lao Song, "Uncle Song, how is Jianmaoying?"

Old Song said: "He was sent to the government to deal with it. I heard that he was beaten badly. He will probably be sent to the army... He asked for it. He dared to set fire to the palace... It's just a habit."

The words are still resentful, probably because Hou Chun suppressed the people below too much, and Jian Maozhen bullied others, Lao Song suffered unspeakably, now that Jian Maozhen was finally handed over to the government for accountability, the anger accumulated in Lao Song's heart was finally vented.

Zhu Hao was very curious. When something like setting fire to his own family happened in the palace, it should be dealt with in a low-key manner. What does it mean for Yuan Zonggao to send Jian Maojun to the government?
Just thinking about it, Lu Bing and Jinghong got into an argument over polishing the board.

Zhu Hao walked over, touched the surface of the wooden board, felt that it was already smooth, and said, "Leave the rest to me."

Then he finished the finishing work, brushed it with black paint several times in a row, and after it dried a little, he asked Lao Song to help nail a frame.

Lao Song, a skilled old carpenter, was extremely reliable in his work. After nailing it, he felt that it was not perfect enough, so he made hanging corners around the blackboard, so that the blackboard could be easily fixed to the wall.

"Uncle Song, I'll treat you to dinner later, thank you." Zhu Hao thanked politely.

Lao Song usually has no airs, so he went to work on his own with a smile, while Zhu Hao handed over the blackboard to Jinghong and Lu Bing to carry it, and the children returned to the west courtyard.

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It was already noon when we returned to the small courtyard next to the road on the west side of the palace.

Zhu Hao took out the hammer and nails he borrowed from Lao Song, and fixed the blackboard on the wall behind the desk. Several children watched with wide eyes. Although it was something Zhu Hao proposed, everyone The children are all involved and there is an unparalleled sense of accomplishment.

"Hey, Zhu Hao, you are quite talented. This thing...does it use talc to write and draw on it? I will write first..."

Zhu San couldn't resist picking up the talc and leaving his handwriting on the blackboard that hadn't been defiled by anyone.

Zhu Hao shook his head, thinking to himself, how could it be the princess's temper?She wants to enjoy the good things first, and she rushes ahead of the wasteful things...

Zhu San wrote some memorized sentences on it, and Jing Hong also wrote a few words on it curiously.

As for Lu Bing, he randomly drew something that looked like a fish on it. In the end, the three children filled the entire blackboard and looked at Zhu Hao together.

"Zhu Hao, there is no room, what should I do?"

Zhu San obviously didn't play enough.

Zhu Hao sat there, and said angrily: "I made the blackboard for you to use in class, and you actually made it like this... You don't plan to listen carefully, do you? It's okay, it's okay, I'll turn around Make an eraser, you can erase the handwriting on it, but now you can only use a rag...does anyone have it?"

The children were unprepared, and after searching for a long time, they found a moldy rag in the corner of the yard.

Zhu Hao asked Zhu San to throw away the rag in disgust, and then said: "It's not early, it's time for lunch soon, I will prepare everything after dinner, you can come to class in the afternoon... separate yourself Alright."

It was almost three o'clock at noon, Zhu San looked out of the window to look at the sky, the sun was already in the middle, so he could only reluctantly put down the talc in his hand, and took Lu Bing to the inner courtyard.

Jinghong looked at the backs of the two and asked, "Why did Lu Bing go to dinner with you?"

Zhu Haodao: "Because Lu Bing's father is a prince of the royal family, his mother...in short, the treatment is different from us, you can eat small stove at noon... let's go, let's go to the canteen of the west courtyard to eat, it may not be late of."

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The canteen on the west side of the courtyard, since guards mainly come to eat, has richer dishes than that on the side of the east courtyard. What's rare is that there are meat dishes such as pickled pork with preserved vegetables and rotten meat and cowpea.

This time Jinghong learned from the experience and lessons of starvation yesterday, and added rice three times in a row, and his stomach was full, so as not to starve at night.

Sitting on the chair and hiccupping several times, Jinghong gave Zhu Hao an embarrassed look, and then asked, "You said Shizi still has a younger brother named Zhu Si? Where is he?"

Zhu Hao smiled and said, "You have a lot of questions, why, your father asked you to ask them?"

Jinghong was told by Zhu Hao, and he quickly denied it with a guilty conscience: "No."

"It doesn't matter if you have one. It is rumored that King Xing has only one son, the son of King Xing, but how do you know whether King Xing has a bastard or an illegitimate son? A bastard is a son born to a concubine, and an illegitimate son is... oh, you and I They are all children, and you may not understand these adult things after I tell you."

As Zhu Hao said.

After Zhu Hao uttered his analysis, Jing Hong opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth wide, with a dull expression on his face.

The son of a concubine?

What the hell is an illegitimate child?

The relationship sounds complicated.

"If you want to know more details, you can only ask Zhu San...she knows her own family affairs better than anyone else, as for whether she will tell you...hehe."

After Zhu Hao finished speaking, he stood up and patted his buttocks, ready to leave.

Jinghong hurriedly asked: "Zhu Hao, why do you know people in the palace? Have you really... lived in the palace for a while?"

Zhu Hao didn't turn his head back, and left a sentence: "I said that I had some experience in the palace, you think I lied to you? Well, hurry up and pack up, go back to the room and take a nap, there are classes in the afternoon."

Jing Hong was full of doubts.

He also wanted to ask, why Zhu San is so strong towards me and Lu Bing, but treats you with a pleasant face, as if he treats you as an equal friend?
But Zhu Hao didn't give him a chance to ask questions.

He didn't know that although Zhu San had the temper of a princess, he was good at playing around the wind.

Zhu Hao is good at catching rabbits, and there are so many novel, delicious and fun things. If Zhu Hao is offended, there will be no good fruit to eat. Besides, in Zhu San's mind, Zhu Hao is also stingy and vindictive.

Since this is the case, I will coax you, aunt, and deceive you with all the good things on your body, and it will not be too late to treat you when the time comes.

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Before long, Zhu Hao showed up at the academy with Jing Hong.

Zhu San had already brought Lu Bing back one step earlier, and the two of them also brought a dry cloth, which was soaked in water and wiped vigorously. Although the talcum powder was wiped off, a lot of the black paint was also wiped off.

When Zhu Hao came, Zhu San actually felt ashamed of doing something wrong, so he didn't dare to look at Zhu Hao.

Zhu Hao frowned: "Why didn't you wait for me to come? Let's see what it looks like? I'll ask Uncle Song to paint the black paint later...Stand aside and watch me."

After the blackboard was dry, Zhu Hao took a relatively rough linen cloth and wiped off the talcum powder traces left on it with a little wiping.

"Now I teach you how to read... You can answer quickly to see who knows it. If you answer correctly, you will be rewarded. You can also guess what the word is. I can give you some hints, such as understanding the literal meaning, so that you can remember it. some……"

In his previous life, Zhu Hao taught Chinese language at a university in Beijing, and he has rich experience in teaching and educating people.

Teaching a few children in this life, isn't that easy and familiar?
(End of this chapter)