Although the Son of Heaven does not talk much, but he is very approachable, and now, even those Thorn soldiers are also overwhelmed by the bearing of the Son of Heaven, and they are no longer rebellious and difficult, and even, the Son of Heaven has learned archery and riding skills with Na Delson and others. Detachment and the others not only enthusiastically taught, but even explained to the Son of Heaven the characteristics of their Mongol archery skills.

After the Son of Heaven was captured, he was depressed for a short time, and after that, Ha Ming found that the Son of Heaven never showed even a trace of frustration.

Whether it is under the city of Xuanfu, or under the city of Datong, where the sword master is added, or under the city of Jingshi who is in a cage, the Son of Heaven seems so fearless and resolute. Thinking of what the Son of Heaven did under the Jingshi City, the Son of Heaven was full of foul words and cursed, while beating those tile thorn guards through the cage The scene made Ha Ming and Yuan Bin so surprised that they almost bit off their tongues, but on the contrary, it made the two of them, as well as those Ming prisoners of war who saw this scene, feel that the image of the Son of Heaven was more lofty and majestic, and there was a little more intimacy.

How is it not worth following the Son of Heaven who dares to face the sword and axe and fights for himself? From that moment on, even if Zhu Qizhen wanted him to die, Ha Ming never had even the slightest hesitation in his heart.

"It's okay, even if I can really go back now, I'm afraid it's not a good thing. After all, I'm inferior to my brother. Zhu Qizhen said lightly and then asked Yuan Bin to move a small table, Yuan Bin knew that the Son of Heaven was going to start his homework every time, and quickly prepared the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Studying the ink, looking at the pipe pen made by the wild goose flying feather that the Son of Heaven picked up in his hand, it was just the flying feathers of the wild goose that the Son of Heaven took off from the wild goose shot by the tile thorn tartar, and made it himself to the extreme of a simple writing tool, as soon as he thought of this, Yuan Bin felt sour in his heart.

Think about the four treasures of the study used by the Son of Heaven in the palace, which one is not the best imperial tribute in the world? Today, I can only use the most ordinary inkstone, ordinary ink, rough paper, and a pen that is so simple that it is outrageous.

However, Zhu Qizhen, who was a traverser, was not affected by Yuan Bindi's grief in the slightest, took the quill, glanced at what he had copied yesterday, and began to interrogate Yuan Bin and Na Ha Ming about everything he wanted to know.

…… The guards lived in one place, ploughed and defended, and were temporarily dispatched by the imperial court during the war. However, in my eyes, it is inextricably linked to the government military system in the Tang Dynasty. Or it should be said that the guard system of this dynasty is a generational continuation of the Tang Dynasty's government soldier system.

For example, in the battle of Tumubao, in addition to the three battalions of the Beijing Division, nearly tens of thousands of soldiers and horses were also transferred from the surrounding guards.

This is also the reason why after the entire Beijing Division became defense-empty, it could only draw large armies and various reserve troops from the surrounding areas to defend the Beijing Division, which was completely a forced move.

While listening to the mutual complementarity of the two, Zhu Qizhen quickly put pen to paper on the paper, and felt like a college student who will take the college entrance examination tomorrow.

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Because, Zhu Qizhen is very clear about his future, but he doesn't want to repeat that period of history, so before that, he must work hard to absorb all available knowledge, after all, to do a line of work, you have to love a line, since you want to do the high-risk profession of the emperor, and you have to face countless opponents and even enemies in the future, so, prepare a day earlier, you can have more certainty, while saving your own life, to reverse the original historical process, let it change its track, at least let it crook its ass, Going on a different path, this is the glorious deed of the shamelessly almost despicable good traversers to do.

And Zhu Qizhen is also a member of the traverser, and naturally he will not be resigned to being left behind, in one sentence: "Brother is here, this world, this era, should rotate with my brother, let my brother splash ink ......" The shameless traverser Zhu XX wrote on the first sentence of his transcription notes.

For these almost vernacular transcripts transcribed by Zhu Qizhen, it was difficult for Yuan Bin and Ha Ming to understand, and what they didn't expect was that the questions raised by the Son of Heaven sometimes made them feel extremely depressed, such as the cabinet scholars and officials are qualified to do it, what are the commanders doing, and the household department is still in charge of financial issues, and other extremely naïve and even idiotic questions. But they still worked very hard to cooperate, racking their brains, trying to answer every question mentioned by Zhu Qizhen.

However, what they admired was that no matter how tired and bitter they were, every night, Zhu Qizhen would take out one to two hours to transcribe or ask questions, and even sometimes, he would also call Na Tursun to offer mare's milk wine to this thorn tartar, and ask him a lot of topics about the steppe, as well as a lot of things about the Mongols, and even the living customs of the Mongols he had to inquire carefully bit by bit.

Although Tarson is a middle-level general of the thorns, he is not wary at all, or he thinks that there is nothing to keep secret, and many times even takes the initiative to reveal a lot of information, for example, the Mongols like spirits, every time they go south to plunder, their companions will even fight each other for a jar of wine, although spirits are not prohibited in trade, but the share of this trade is not high, after all, spirits need a lot of grain to brew, although the Ming Dynasty is not short of food, However, food is not so extravagant that it is necessary to make wine later, and there are no food crops in the steppes, so naturally it cannot be brewed, so most Mongolians can drink their own low-alcohol mare's milk wine.

There are often various kinds of friction between each tribe...... In short, Yuan Bin and Ha Ming never thought that the Son of Heaven would use such a very simple way to let them hear many things that they originally thought should be confidential.

For example, the Son of Heaven only needed to write on a small piece of white paper the amount of meat, tea and mare's milk wine that each Tile Thorn soldier needed to consume every day, and then he could quickly get the consumption of tens of thousands of Tile Thorn troops per day.

I'm afraid that even the most old and spicy tent can't compare to the intelligence of the Son of Heaven, and at that moment, the original series of childish behaviors of the Son of Heaven gradually became unfathomable in their eyes.

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ps: Friends, the collection is more than 10,000, wahahaha...... Refreshing! Yiniang is not a failure, but an expectation, how can there be only one girl in my brother's book, and the emperor wants to have a girl, so it is strange that people don't laugh to death. Brother is not writing romance,

In addition, some people say that the elder brother abuses the master, and the elder brother laughs and does not speak......