Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Zhu Di came again, but came quietly, without notifying anyone, and only Zhu Zhanji was accompanying.

The morning classes at Zhixing Academy are quite substantial, but as the winter vacation approaches, the students are so a little excited that they are all laughing and joking during exercise.

"Be honest!"

Today it was Tian Xiucai's turn to supervise the morning exercises. Seeing that the students relaxed a little, he shouted while waving the branch that had just been broken down.

After running and taking a short break, today's instructor knife blew the whistle.

"Line up!"

Everyone dared not laugh anymore, each holding his own ‘musket’ and began to line up.

"Beep!"

"kill!"

"Beep!"

"kill!"

Zhu Di and Zhu Zhanji stood in the corner of the playground. Yuan Dazheng, who was restrained by the guards from reporting the letter, pleaded with a bitter face, but the guards remained unmoved.

"kill!"

The students were of different ages, but their movements were neat and uniform, and the continuous assassinations naturally carried a suffocating aura that had not been tested.

Zhu Di frowned and asked, "Why teach these?"

Although Confucianism has six arts, and it has the art of shooting, it has long since been abolished.

You don’t even have enough time to endorse, and you still learn how to ride and shoot. Are you crazy?

Zhu Zhanji said: "Grandpa Emperor, this is advocated by Xing Hebo. He said that although Daming cannot be a soldier, he must also make the people **** so as not to make a joke that a few thieves can sweep the ground. ."

"Furthermore, Xing Hebo also said that he said that Confucianism has developed in this way. Most of the teachings are false Daoism without the power to restrain the chicken, and the people believe in them the most. Come on!

The people look at the officials and the literati; the locals look at the top and the court.

Social atmosphere can never be destroyed overnight, Xing He Bo said, if we can't reinvigorate the atmosphere before those sissy become mainstream, then I will never find usable soldiers again.

Shangwu, grandpa emperor, grandson think that if Daming wants to revive the majesty of Han and Tang dynasties, the majestic style cannot be sustained, the spirit of martial arts should be encouraged! "

Zhu Di snorted noncommitantly, Daming's martial arts at this time, to be honest, really can't compare with the arrogant soldiers when the country was founded.

At that time, Daming's army went out of the fortress, and the remnants of Meng Yuan almost fled away watching the wind, so much so that they had to chase to the North Sea, which is on the side of Lake Baikal.

After the assassination, everyone was rushed to wash, and the knife held a tin horn, spraying the students to commit suicide.

"Look, who is it? You're still daunting, did you have a spring/dream last night? Hurry up to Lao Tzu, and the breakfast is cancelled late!"

"Asshole! Don't you know that the towel costs money? You actually use it to wipe your feet! Watch it!"

After a while, the students lined up into the cafeteria.

Yuan Da's stomach was also hungry. He saw his son Yuan rushed into the cafeteria, and said: "My lord, your majesty and your majesty didn't have breakfast, right? Would you like to take you in?"

In the first half of his life, Yuan Da felt that it was an eye-opener to see the prefect, but he did not expect that after coming to the academy, Taisun would often see that even his Majesty came today.

The guard thought about it, so he went over and asked.

Zhu Di nodded and said, "Okay, I will also take a look at the academy's food today."

Yuan Da hurriedly led Zhu Di to the canteen.

Walking into the canteen, the seats are neatly arranged, and the students are lining up to receive breakfast, in order.

Xie Jin hurried in from outside, and when he saw the burly figure in front of Zhu Zhanji, he wanted to kneel down with mixed feelings.

A guard held him to understand Jin and whispered: "Your Majesty does not want to reveal his identity today."

Zhu Di heard the movement behind him. He turned around and saw that it was Xie Jin, frowned slightly, and said, "I am here!"

Xie Jin nodded, and after arching his hands, he went over to explain to Ma Su, and then left.

Ma Su came over with some restraint and bowed and said, "Your Majesty, do you want the students to get some food?"

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said: "No, grandpa and I just came to have a look today, you can just take care of yourself."

Ma Su nodded, but did not dare to neglect, so he went to find chef Deng Nengliang.

"Is there anything wrong with today's breakfast?"

Ma Su was not worried about poisoning, but he was afraid that there would be overnight meals. It would be no small matter to have Zhu Di diarrhea by that time.

Deng Nengliang patted his big belly and cursed and swears: "Don't worry, Ma Su, the food I Deng Nengliang made is the first one to eat. If it is poisonous, then poison me first, so that my uncle will not get me cramped and tired. ."

This guy was arranged after the first fresh training for a period of time. The craftsmanship is good. Although I dare not compare with Hua Niang, the people in the college are very satisfied with him.

Ma Su nodded, and then whispered to Zhou who was cooking, "Aunt Zhou, there are two people outside the academy today. You will be more careful when you are cooking."

Since Zhou came to the academy, his son Li Ermao is diligent and studious. She was arranged to help the cook in the cafeteria and had a good life.

"Is it a nobleman?"

Zhou gave a boiled egg to a student, and then smiled: "Don't worry, Ma Su, I have a count!"

After the students finished cooking, Zhu Di walked over with a stainless steel dinner plate a little awkwardly.

With a smile, Zhou gave Zhu Di a bowl of meat porridge, a dumpling, and finally an egg and a glass of fruit and vegetable juice.

"Older people have to drink porridge. It is good to drink porridge to nourish the stomach. This is what Mr. Xinghe said."

It is rare for Zhu Di to hear such words. After a moment of stun, Zhu Zhanji appeared and said with a smile: "Aunt Zhou, I want more meat."

Zhou's eyes narrowed when he saw Zhu Zhanji, "Okay, okay, your majesty should eat meat at this age. You have to eat more."

So two big meat buns were put on Zhu Zhanji's dinner plate, plus a piece of fried pork loin.

The two of them sat down at a table with their dinner plates. Zhu Di tasted the meat porridge, then ate dumplings, and said with satisfaction: "It's really good, and the taste in Bizhi Palace is not bad."

Fang Xing finally came. After learning that Zhu Di was inside, he didn't go in, just let people get a bowl of noodles for himself.

"You need to add more chili."

When the noodles came out, Fang Xing squatted by the side of the cafeteria, and started eating with a few cloves of garlic.

After Zhu Di's grandfather and grandson had a satisfying breakfast, he beckoned to let Ma Su come over.

"What's in that cup? Why does it taste weird~www.NovelMTL.com~ Ma Su glanced at Zhu Zhanji and said, "Your Majesty, this is the arrangement of the teacher, saying that people have to eat some fruits and vegetables every day. , The body can be balanced and coordinated. "

"Pretend to be a fool!"

Zhu Di has been in the north for a long time, and his diet is heavy, and meat is indispensable.

Out of the cafeteria, Zhu Di saw that the students had arrived in the classroom, and said, "Go, go and see."

"Suck!"

Hearing the sound, Zhu Di stagnated, and when he tilted his head to look, he suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

A bowl of spicy noodle soup in the winter morning is really enjoyable!

Fang Xing finished eating a few times, got up to return the bowl, and then saw Zhu Di who was looking at him curiously.

"This Da Ming honorable fellow can squat and eat noodles like a country old man. You are the first to wake up."