The Christmas parade officially started at five o'clock in the morning, and the mighty phalanx of the Guoshu Academy was subdivided into small squares of each department.

Zhu Biao returned to the position of the magic department, but since he was the only one in the magic department, and it was known that he was the confidant of the four princes, Zhu Di used his privilege to transfer the magic department to the head of the department, closely following him and the phalanx of the faculty and staff, and no one said anything about it.

They came out from the north gate of the front, the torrent generally overflowed the empty field in front of the door, through the brilliant archway, Zhu Biao looked up, the sky has been thin and dawning, the light will project the shadow of the archway, translucent overlay the top of everyone's heads, so that he has a kind of illusion like a world away.

Each large parade has a float, and when it enters the high/high tide, it will find someone to perform on the float, the tradition of the Guoshu Academy seems to be the lion dance, Zhu Di did not change the meaning of this tradition, the teachers and students of the two departments of Tan Leg and Wing Chun rehearsed for a long time, and then stood majestically on the top of the float with a lion's head, and saw the students below showing admiration.

There are many schools in the Wudaokou area, and Zhu Biao guessed that their school leaders had held a small meeting in advance, so everyone just staggered the time when they went out, so as not to have the embarrassment of traffic jams. The phalanx of the Guoshu Academy quickly walked out of the alleyway, and there was no inspector to maintain discipline, but both the teachers and the students consciously kept quiet, so that Zhu Biao did not dare to open his mouth to make a sound.

He hugged the bare-ass baby with clothes in his arms - for the sake of beauty, he couldn't wear a nursery belt today, he could only hold it with his hands, and from time to time he had to hold up the butt of the little bastard - peeked ahead, and then turned back to look at the back, Zhu Di symbolically arranged an independent position for his magic department, so he didn't match the front and back, and he walked alone in the gap-like vacancy, no matter which way he turned, he felt a little miserable, and no one wanted a pitiful little place.

He was a little surprised, because the faces he saw were so similar, solemn and resolute, as if they were not going to a festive parade, but to the battlefield to defend their homeland and country.

He thought, did he still underestimate Emperor Zhu's status in the minds of the Ming people? In his native country in the earth era, perhaps only the National Day can inspire such a united piety, could it be said that Emperor Zhu has been equated with the creator of the Ming Dynasty and has become the faith of the people?

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Half an hour later, the square of the Guoshu Academy turned into the main street, Beijing City was originally a square "Hui" character structure, the interior extends in all directions, the street is either due south and north or due west and east, think about it, in addition to their small team, at the same time, there are similar large and small teams in each street are heading towards the main road, overlooking from the sky, it will definitely be crowded, like a hundred rivers returning to the stream.

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and Zhu Biao had calculated in his heart that they had already walked out of a kilometer on foot, starting from the Wudaokou of the Fourth Ring Road, and three kilometers away from Jimen Bridge, the starting point of this group of processions.

As the road widened, there were no tall shelters in front and rear that obstructed the view, and Zhu Xiaodi finally saw other processions: the large number of people is generally the organizational unit with statutory bodies as the main body, such as schools, institutions, companies, etc.; Smaller, but full of passion, are participatory civil society; There are also scattered people who chat about small melons while walking, so unorganized and undisciplined, they must be idle people in the society, commonly known as soy sauce.

Although it has not yet arrived at the starting station of the parade, so many people are crowded on the road, and some characters who are born crazy can't help but be weird, such as another phalanx a hundred meters away in front of the Guoshu Academy, I don't know which school is nearby, their float is a three-story starship, and the bottom is really equipped with a jet.

Zhu Di beckoned, Xing Yiwei, who was dressed in brocade clothes, immediately attached his ears to it, nodded frequently while listening, turned his head and learned to beckon, a green-robed official came over flatteringly, Zhu Biao was attentive to observe what they said, and the jet of air in front of him had already diffused, plunging the front and back into the clouds.

After a while, he heard the noise of gongs and drums on his float, and the lion dance team became excited for some reason, dozens of feet stepped on the board loudly, and after a round of drums danced, a few bright yellow fires suddenly lit up in the fog, as if someone had lit the cannonball, and then the whole string was thrown out!

The sound of "crackling" cannons was deafening, with the explosion of firecrackers, there were neat exclamations from the team in front, as well as the sound of people running and trampling each other, the parade was most afraid of chaos and stampede, Zhu Biao just gave birth to a little worry, and heard the sound of the four princes without a trace of fluctuation penetrate the hustle and bustle, and calmly sent into everyone's ears.

"Stop, and then move forward in ten minutes."

He listened as he said, but he heard the same neat "click" sound from the front and back, left and right, and everyone heard the voice of the fourth prince and obeyed his order without thinking.

It's unbelievable, he thought, this is not an army, the four princes have not systematically trained them, why does everyone, including him, trust him unconditionally and are willing to obey from the bottom of their hearts?

This is the domineering spirit of the so-called leaders?

In Zhu Biao's thoughts, ten minutes passed quickly, and the air flow that affected his eyesight also dissipated cleanly, Zhu Biao looked left and right, and looked back, and was surprised to find that not only the team of the National Academy of Arts, but also several other teams around them also obeyed the orders of the four princes, and honestly stood in place, and there was neither panic about emergencies in the team, nor did they turn their heads and ears inappropriately, but craned their necks and looked forward with curiosity.

The smoke cleared, and the team in front of them also showed its original form, but it was not as miserable as expected, and there were no injuries, but some of them were in tatters, their faces and bodies were covered with black ash and mud marks, and the red confetti from the explosion of firecrackers.

This group of people stared at the phalanx of the Guoshu Academy with hatred, and scolded with their mouths full of unclean scolding, the teachers and students of the Guoshu Academy were still a little sympathetic to them, but the more they listened, the more wrong they became, and they also became angry with the group. The two sides in front of him were about to clash, and the team led by the National Academy of Arts separated on both sides, Zhu Di walked out slowly with his hands on his shoulders, he didn't say anything, and stood there coldly.

The team in front of them withered in an instant.

In the end, the turmoil that almost caused a big stir because of the prank disappeared again, and the team retreated to the side of the road, allowing the phalanx of the National Academy of Arts to take the lead. The teachers and students of the Guoshu Academy consciously won the victory, and they were all high-spirited, and some unforgiving bear children continued to provoke with bared teeth, but they were all avoided by the other party in a fit of anger.

The other teams in the vicinity also moved, if the phalanx of the Guoshu Academy was the backbone, and those who voluntarily attached themselves constituted the branches and leaves, Zhu Biao could almost imagine what would happen in the future - as the parade progressed, the ranks following the phalanx of the Guoshu Academy would only grow more and more, and become more and more dense, just like a thriving tree, as long as the main trunk did not fall, one day it would be able to cover the sky and the sun, and a tree would reach the sky.

And this qiē is all because of Zhu Di.

He looked at the back of the four princes, the apricot yellow robe was so eye-catching among the red and green official robes, Zhu Di's figure was more than half a head taller than everyone, tall and steep, like a peak blade.

The personalities of the four princes are really ...... It's indescribable, Zhu Biao first had such a thought, it seems to be a deep and deep personality, and people often can't guess what he is thinking.

However, under that shell that is as tough as a mountain and calm as ice, there is a trace of madness.

Because of this madness, he sometimes acted as recklessly as he does today; Because of this madness, his hard shell burst out of cracks from time to time, revealing the fiery nature of magma.

Zhu Biao thought with affection that the people who could see his side really didn't know if they were lucky or unlucky.