My Brother-in-law is the Prince

  Chapter 450 Reborn

  People have inertia.

   Even if there are all kinds of unaccustomed at first.

   But gradually, Zhu Gaochi became familiar with the present life.

  Of course, this has something to do with his not expecting an overly generous life on weekdays.

   After all, his father is a general, and he has never been used to the excessive luxury and pleasure of his children and grandchildren.

  Whether it is for Zhu Di to see, or sincerely from the heart, Zhu Gaochi's life in the East Palace is far from being a luxury.

   What's more, Zhu Di was not used to reviewing drafts and memorials in the East Palace every day, and Zhu Di was not used to reviewing drafts and memorials, so many things were handed over to the prince Zhu Gaochi.

  So in order to satisfy the emperor Zhu Di, sitting for a long time every day is actually a kind of pain.

   Now that he is gradually adapting to the life in the camp, Zhu Gaochi can accept it instead. Even comparing this with reviewing memorials in the East Palace, although the form of pain is different, it is still comparable.

  He is the current prince, he is the heir apparent, at first he still had airs, and everyone was very attentive to him, but Zhu Gaochi has a gentle temperament, slowly getting close to others, but also very pleasant to get along with.

  Only Qiu Song was the most stern and demanding. Although Zhu Gaochi practiced hard at night for self-esteem after the exercise, he still couldn't meet the standards of others.

  So Qiu Song's punishment was almost necessary.

  This not only discouraged Zhu Gaochi, but it also unavoidably aroused a bit of a competitive heart.

   After more than half a month, Zhu Gaochi has begun to change some of his appearance. His body is still fat, but if you observe carefully, Zhu Gaochi is now more energetic than before, and his strength is obviously much stronger than before.

  The most important thing is that in the East Palace, he worked hard every day with paperwork, but he had to go on a diet. He had to rely on his favorite desserts to pass the day, but after a day, he still felt hungry.

   But the meals in the model camp can be guaranteed, and the daily meals are sufficient.

   Sometimes he can't help but feel ashamed whether he eats too much, but when he looks at other people, they all eat less than him.

  So, the impetuous heart slowly settled down.

  The drills in the camp are actually just appetizers, and other than that, it is just marching with equipment.

  Often this kind of drill requires full armor, from Qixia, to the Zijin Mountain, and then camps in the Zijin Mountain, and then practice for a few days before returning.

   I just got used to the rhythm of this battalion, and it turned out that a more intense trial was coming soon.

  The teams assembled, fully equipped, and then started to march.

  Zhu Gaochi's legs and feet were not good, and he was carrying a heavy load. He was out of breath within an hour after leaving the camp.

  Zhu Yong came galloping proudly, dismounted in front of Zhu Gaochi, and said courteously: "Your Highness, ride a horse, ride a horse... ride my horse! Your Highness, you can't suffer like this, I feel sorry for you."

   Zhu Gaochi stared straight at the tall horse in front of him, and then agreed without hesitation.

  The fatigue on his body also seemed to decrease in an instant.

  He was about to roll over.

  Zhu Yong turned his head at this time, his face returned to his original indifference, and said to Zhu Gaochi's teammate: "The fourth team in the left camp is one person behind. Those in the same team will be fined to camp and dig a cesspit."

  The captains on the same team as Zhu Gaochi were all speechless.

  The army was marching, and they were fully armed. After walking for more than half a day, they were already exhausted. The worst part was digging cesspit near the camp.

  But all the captains still said in unison: "Decree."

   "Ah, Your Highness, why did you dismount again? You can't, you can't!" After Zhu Yong gave the order, he turned his head, but he saw that Zhu Gaochi had already dismounted, and he picked up the luggage on the ground and put it on his back without saying a word.

  Zhu Gaochi sullenly said with a bit of stubbornness: "When did I fall behind?"

   "Ah, this..." Zhu Yong said with a look of pity: "Your Highness, I love you..."

  Zhu Gaochi didn't say anything, just silently carried the weight of his whole body, stepped forward without saying a word, and squeezed directly into the crowd.

   "Hey..." Zhu Yong smiled and said, "Look at Your Highness, you still have a temper."

   Zhang scratched his head and said, "Brother-in-law Mo Ruo's brother-in-law! Brother is really good at predicting things, even this is counted."

  Zhu Yong said with a bitter face: "Will His Highness bear a grudge against us?"

  Zhang thought for a while and said, "Probably not."

   "Why?"

  Zhang said solemnly: "A person will only remember the worst thing for him..."

   As he spoke, he fixed his eyes on Qiu Song, who was covered in gunpowder packs in the distance, and was trekking with the artillery battalion.

  Zhu Yong wiped his eyes: "Then I also feel sorry for my third brother."

  Zhang nodded and said, "Yes, I feel sorry for him."

  The two sighed.

  Days passed by, and another month passed, and Zhu Gaochi was completely used to the life here.

  Drills are hard and monotonous.

   And gradually feel that his strength is growing, but here, no one cares about his weight.

   But he is still fat.

   But looking at it carefully, this is not considered fat, but should be regarded as big and round.

  In addition to his growing strength, his complexion has darkened a lot, but his energy is quite different from before.

   Now he almost never has to punish his teammates.

   And his strengths are beginning to show.

  For example, in the literature class in the model camp, he is much better than others. Whether it is reading and writing, or arithmetic, as well as more complicated algebra and functions, he is far superior to other school captains.

   At this moment, Qiu Song changed his domineering attitude, and started thinking about Zhu Gaochi.

  In Qiu Song's words, this bird man is a **** genius at math!

  But Qiu Song didn't finish his sentence, so Zhang Bai covered his mouth: "You don't know how to speak, so just say a few words less."

  Qiu Song wanted to transfer Zhu Gaochi to the artillery camp.

  In Qiu Song’s mind, only the artillery battalion in the model battalion can be regarded as the real elite, and the others are not so good.

   And the artillery battalion is not as simple as firing a **** cannon like the artillery in the past.

   This is the most technical arm of this era, and it has high requirements for mathematics. Every member of the artillery battalion needs to have expertise in mathematics.

   After all, the power of the artillery is a matter for the craftsmen, but where the shells fall is the matter of the gunners.

  How to ensure the impact point, this involves a problem of mathematics.

  Of course, Zhu Gaochi has no interest in such an invitation.

  Although he is used to the life here, he has not forgotten that his real identity is not a soldier, he is the present prince, and he does not intend to be a lifelong prostitute.

  In addition to this, Zhu Gaochi has another advantage, which comes from the genes of the old Zhu family.

  From Zhu Yuanzhang to many of Zhu Yuanzhang's sons since then, they all have one specialty, that is, they are tall and tall, and they are born to be generals.

  Thus, whether it is Zhu Di, or Ning Wang Zhu Quan, or other kings, and then to the third generation Han King Zhu Gaoxu, Zhao Wang Zhu Gaosui, this is probably the case.

  After all, they have enough meat to supplement their physical strength since they were born, and their development is very different from ordinary people.

  Now the captains recruited by the model camp, although they have been carefully selected, but the children of ordinary people, the innate conditions are here!

  Even if they entered the camp, received preferential treatment, had meat every day to replenish their physical strength, and practiced a lot to strengthen their bodies, compared with people like the Zhu family who were born with a lot of nutrition, they still had some deficiencies.

  In terms of development, Zhu Gaochi is absolutely superior to everyone. The reason why he is different from his uncles and brothers in the end is only because...he is fat.

  Now, the fat all over his body has been transformed into fat meat under day and night practice. At this time, he was so weak that he suddenly seemed to be like a wall.

No one would have expected that His Royal Highness, who used to be out of breath after walking a few steps, and needed people to wait on him in his daily life, now if he encounters martial arts and wrestles with others, even with his bare hands, he can be so close to ordinary people. body.

  Zhu Gaochi was actually dazed about this change in himself. After two months, this physical change gradually became more and more obvious.

  Naturally, along with it, there is also a very good schedule. The routine in the camp was very fixed, completely different from doing whatever he wanted in the East Palace, so that he got enough sleep every day, which made him look brand new.

  In fact, even he himself began to feel that this person was not like himself.

  It's as if... the whole person has been reborn.

  It's just... why does it have such an effect?

  You must know that when he was young, he had stayed in Yanshan Guard, so he began to carefully distinguish the actual difference between Yanshan Guard and the Model Camp.

  Horse lessons are also what Zhu Gaochi is most interested in.

  Because this is also his specialty, Zhu Di loves horses, so in order to please his father, Zhu Gaochi has a good knowledge of riding. It can be said that he has long been a theorist of riding.

  Of course, it was just a theory in the past. After all, due to limited physical conditions, every time I got on the horse, it was a challenge. Even if I got on the horse, I was already panting and exhausted.

But now, he is in good health. Although he is still fat, he is obviously much more dexterous. After a while, with his profound knowledge of horses and riding theory, the riding class and even the team officer can only obediently observe the class , only Zhu Gaochi was eloquent, talking about various essentials of riding a horse.

  It was March in the barracks, but it seemed like three years had passed outside.

However, there are too many affairs in the camp. The daily thunder and thunderous work and study almost make every strong young man breathless, and he has no time for outside affairs. This place is like a temple in a busy city. Once you go deep into it, It's like forgetting everything in the world.

   Zhang Anshi finally built the Ministry of Maritime Affairs, from Shangshu and Shilang, down to the chief officer and doctor, all in place, and then began to operate like other departments.

The Ministry of Maritime Affairs has the Navy Governor's Mansion, the Maritime Trade Department, the Customs, the Cleaning Department, the Sea Route Inspection Department, the Maritime Safety Administration and other institutions. Zhang Anshi, the minister, does not often go to office, and it is almost the left servant Yang Pu who is in charge. .

  Zhang Anshi is actually quite leisurely. Whether it is the maritime administration or the new administration, there are already people doing it for him. What he has to do is to make some decisions.

  In the early winter, the Honglu Temple was busy, but in the desert, the leaders of the Tatar, Wala, and Duoyan tribes came to visit.

  The surrender of the grassland tribes had already begun, after all, they were hit by Ming.

   At the same time, after seeing the military strength of the Ming Dynasty, even those as rough as them knew that robbing the Ming Dynasty was the way to death! Therefore, he paid tribute every year, and obediently promised to protect the business path for Han merchants to leave the customs.

  Naturally, although the various ministries have lost their livelihood of robbing, but now, they are slowly starting to have a new livelihood.

  Although the desert is huge, it is a barren land after all. Using fur, cattle and horses to trade with Daming can only support the family.

  So, they simply spent a lot of money to buy a large number of goods in the customs, and then sold them to farther places through the desert and the Western Regions.

  They are used to migrating, and the bitter cold in the desert and the Western Regions is actually unbearable for ordinary Han merchants, but as second-hand dealers, they earn the difference in the middle price, and they slowly start to make a difference.

  The heads of the three ministries came to meet in person this time, so there is a consideration for expanding trade.

  At first, it was Tatar Khan who invited him to Beijing first, but the news leaked out quickly, so Duoyan and the Wara tribe also rushed here.

  They were afraid that Tatar Khan would preemptively conclude any contract, and gain any advantage in the process of comprador.

  Zhu Di summoned him personally, and Zhang Anshi and the officials were naturally among them.

  The three great sweats performed the salute and shouted long live the Holy Emperor.

  Zhu Di sat calmly, only nodding slightly to them.

  Zhu Di was born in King Yan, and he was an old acquaintance whether it was the Wala tribe, the Tatar tribe, or the Duoyan tribe.

   He couldn't understand the habits of these birdmen very well.

  So he said some high-sounding words, and made a decree to hold a banquet in a few days.

  The Three Great Khans came to their senses, and the Yanbu Khan kowtowed and said, "Your minister has dancers, so you can use dancers to cheer up your Majesty."

  Zhu Di didn't have the slightest interest in the singing and dancing in the grassland. He pondered for a moment and said: "I heard that there are blogs in various tribes. This custom has not declined so far. Let's use blogs to add to the fun."

   San Khan looked at each other in blank dismay.

   This so-called blog is actually wrestling.

  They all originated from Mongolia. When the Mongols marched west, Boke was already popular, and even became the most important entertainment in the tribal assembly.

After the Yuan Dynasty, they carried forward this even more. It is recorded in "Yuan History Second Ji": "All the divisions of the Banchao, listen to the crown prince and set up one person each. The command of Gongwei Zhidu made Ma Mou Shajiao arrive at the genus, and the remote confers Pingzhang is down to business."

   That is to say, at that time, if the wrestler wins, he can be directly awarded to a high-ranking official like Pi Pingzhang.

  In addition to this, in order to manage effectively, the official management agency dedicated to the management of woke sports, the Yong School Office, was also established in the early Yuan Dynasty.

  Zhu Di is obviously more interested in this kind of fighting and killing.

   And let the three wrestling for entertainment, obviously also very entertaining.

  San Khan listened, how dare he not follow? Then they all said, "obey the order."

  Zhu Di boldly said: "If anyone wins the first place, I will give a gold belt for encouragement, and I will give a hundred thousand gold."

  San Khan's eyes suddenly began to change a little bit.

   When it comes to gold, they have something to say.

   After San Khan was sent away, Zhu Di was already very interested.

  He left Zhang Anshi behind with a smile, and said to Zhang Anshi: "Zhang Qing, you see, if Emperor Taizu Gao knew the tribes in the grassland and helped my blog, he has a spirit in the sky, and he would be greatly relieved."

  Zhang Anshidao: "Yes, Emperor Taizu Gao thought in his heart, and said repeatedly that the enemy of Ming Dynasty will always be in the north, and his descendants should always remember it. At this time, never thought that His Majesty would easily flatten the grassland."

Zhu Di laughed twice, then nodded and said: "This blog entertainment, you arrange it! Be sure to be safe, all officials will participate, and the children of Xunchen will come to see it, and invite some common people to teach them You know, I am also a martial artist in Ming Dynasty."

  Zhang Anshi responded: "Yes, I obey the order."

  Zhu Di said: "Okay, go get busy."

   "I will take my leave." Zhang Anshi saluted and left obediently.

  Zhu Di looked at the back of Zhang Anshi leaving, sat down, but sighed.

  Yi Shiha, who was waiting on the sidelines, said with concern: "Your Majesty, why are you sighing?"

   "I thought of the prince." Zhu Di said.

  Yi Shiha said: "Since Your Majesty has thought of the crown prince, why don't you ask His Royal Highness the King of Wuhu..."

  Zhu Di said: "When I asked him before, I saw that he was ashamed. Obviously... Zhang Qing had his own secrets. I simply didn't ask. Anyway, the period of three to five months is almost here."

  Yi Shiha said: "If His Royal Highness the King of Wuhu knows that His Majesty has taken pains to save him from embarrassing him, I don't know how grateful he would be!"

   "He is grateful for the bird." Zhu Di cursed, but did not continue.

  Yi Shi laughed, he didn't care, he was used to it.

  ...

  The bamboo whistle blew suddenly.

   Immediately afterwards, everyone in the entire model camp was fully armed and rushed to the school grounds to assemble.

  These sudden gatherings were either urgent drills, or some accidents occurred temporarily.

  So almost all the captains have doubts in their hearts.

  The assembly is complete.

After everyone lined up, Zhu Yong shouted: "I have ordered you to hold a banquet at Habayashi Zuowei tomorrow to invite the chiefs of Wala and Tatar tribes to have a banquet. The model battalion is in charge of the guards, so we are going to set off now, and it will be convenient for us to station at Yubayashi Zuowei tonight." , I will be responsible for the garrison affairs tomorrow, and each battalion and team should do their own thing, and then make arrangements after arriving at the Zuowei Camp, now... I will give you two sticks of incense, pack your bags, and prepare to go."

  Everyone suddenly said: "Here."

  After Zhu Yong finished speaking, holding the knife, he turned around and muttered to Zhang: "People are eating wine, we stand guard, and eating a meal is such a big show."

  Zhang Dao: "How about the second brother go talk to the eldest brother?"

  Zhu Yong shuddered hurriedly, and said: "No, no, no, I dare not! Big Brother must have his magical effect for this arrangement, and we will just listen to him."

Speaking of this, he seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and he cheered up all of a sudden, saying: "Perhaps...these Tartars from the grassland came, and it may not be possible to use our prestige to kill the Tartars. After all...we It's been a long time since I fought against the Tartars, I'm afraid they'll forget the pain when their scars heal."

  Zhang rested his chin, with admiration in his eyes, and said: "In this way, big brother is really thoughtful, amazing, amazing!"

  (end of this chapter)