Section 291 Moves, no moves

Hu Hu was very angry, and he had been preparing for a long time. But in the end, these preparations were not used to give him the name of Qingliu to compete for the world, but to wash away the name of Qingliu's incompetence.

The white snow fell, and the Ming Emperor Zhu Qiyu took the queen, the concubines, and the concubines to enjoy with the people.

is this ability to make dumplings, Zhu Qiyu wasted dozens of catties of noodles, which barely made some characteristics.

"I'm not on my knees today, get up, get up!" Zhu Qiyu no longer remembered how many times this was the first time he had bent down to help the people who gave him a big salute, and on a whim, he raised his hands and shouted loudly: "Today I will add another order, all my people of the Ming Dynasty." Those who have reached the age of sixty and whose descendants have contributed to the Ming Dynasty will be exempted from kneeling when they see me. ”

said that it was free to kneel, but the entire square was still on its knees.

Bai Minghe stood in the northeast corner of the square with a cigar, a position close to home, and he was ready to go home and eat dumplings at any time. It's too cold in the open air, and Shira-naka doesn't like to eat dumplings stuffed with pork and cabbage.

Dumplings filled with shrimp, lean meat and green onions have been prepared at home.

"How long have you been preparing for this scene?" Yu Qian suddenly appeared beside Bai Minghe.

There is no accident with the white crane, and the people who can get close to him without being blocked by the guards can be counted in Daming. Even if some people can't stop it, some people will come and remind the white crane.

"It's not a good thing that a party is strong!" Bai Minghe replied.

"It's just that you're too ruthless. Hu Hu will hate you. Yu Qian kindly reminded.

Bai Minghe turned around: "Presumably, my brother must have sued Lord SΓΉ, I was only the penultimate when I took the exam." In jargon, it is one place higher than Sun Shan. ”

"You ......" Yu Qian didn't know what to say.

"For adults, Confucianism also has different people. Lord Yu's Confucian handsomeness, Lord Li Bing's iron bones, and Lord Jiang Yuan are no longer pure Confucians. If you really think that the sage rules the world. If Cheng Zhu Lixue is authentic, then our friendship ends here. For the first time, Shirakawaru said something like this, and there was no room for relaxation.

Yu Qian didn't rush to answer. Instead, he said, "Your brother has come to a story about offering snacks on the table." ”

Bai Minghe pressed it on his forehead, he had no memory of it.

Yu Qian asked again: "With you now, how would you start in the face of the dim sum on the table." ”

"A few snacks on the table. Look at the world and build a few more high-quality dim sum shops. In the future, the snacks on the table will be offered by my white crane, and stealing them is just a child's mind. I have already started a family, although I have not started a business, but I can also do something for the Ming Dynasty and my Huaxia. ”

"I think of Confucianism, know astronomy, know drought and flood. Six virtues: wisdom, faith, holiness, benevolence, righteousness, and loyalty. Keep the six elements: filial piety, friendship, harmony, marriage, appointment, compassion. Recognize the six arts: etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics. Yu Qian is a Confucian, and when he said this, he lowered his voice: "Fang Xiaoru and others are not my kind, what is the difference between the former Song Chengzhu and your script." If you suppress my Confucianism. I will fight with you to the death! ”

Yu Qian also said a cruel word.

"Do you want to go to my place and eat dumplings?" Bai Minghe's completely irrelevant words almost choked Yu Qian out of his illness.

"Let's go, let me taste the craftsmanship of your house!" Emperor Zhu Qiyu of the Ming Dynasty didn't know when he came to Bai Minghe and Yu Qian. No one knows how many words he heard Yu Qian and how many words Bai Minghe said. I only heard Zhu Qiyu say: "Yu Aiqing, I originally thought that in the history books, Tang Zong and his subjects were just a kind of praise for virtue, but today I know that the ancients did not deceive me!" ”

"Hooray!" Yu Qian gave a bow very respectfully.

Originally, Bai Minghe didn't plan to give a big gift, but with Yu Qian here, Bai Minghe could only bow a long bow.

"White Crane. Your etiquette is not standard. The finger should be like this, and quickly ask Banzai for sin. "Yu Qian really choked the white crane this time. After the please. Bai Minghe understood why Yu Qian was like this, because Bai Minghe despised Confucianism, and Yu Qian wanted to fight back.

It is not a counterattack against Bai Minghe's personal small mistakes, but a counterattack of a real Confucian.

Zhu Qiyu just glanced at Yu Qian and Bai Minghe, what are these two fighting, Emperor Ming is very interested. They are all loyal and good ministers. The styles are different, but they are all dedicated to the public.

However, the Ming Emperor did not ask, and there was no need to ask.

The atmosphere in the square has reached a small climax, and there is still a process from chopping meat to wrapping into dumplings. The Ming Emperor took a few close courtiers to the White Crane Mansion. A royal feast has been prepared there. No one would expect the Ming Emperor to really eat the kind of dumplings that I don't know if they are cooked with the people in the ice and snow.

To the east of the capital, a convoy is approaching the capital.

Sitting in the convoy was Lu Qiyuan, the master of the white crane, and one of the most important guests of the New Year this time. Mo Long, who came from Little Luzon, started to get off the ship in Tianjin, just to familiarize himself with various etiquette rules and strengthen the study of Chinese and Chinese characters. Accept the rules of conduct in various environments such as the dining table, the court, the living room, and the study.

Wearing a set of red scribe's robes, Mo Long had seen far more than he imagined along the way.

A Tianjin Wei was enough to surprise, at least he would not think that a village on the side of the road was a tribe of chiefs like he was in Little Luzon, but when he encountered the first county seat, he even thought that this was the capital of the Ming Dynasty.

Lu Qiyuan did not explain, only said that it had not yet arrived.

Finally, seeing the legendary Daming capital, Mo Long shouted and jumped out of the car, looked at the city wall several feet high, shouted, fanatical, and bowed.

"That bun is the big leader of Little Luzon?" Standing inside the city gate, an elite general of the forbidden army did not understand why he would ask the honor guard of the forbidden army to line up in the east of the outer city, just to welcome such a small person from the barbarian land.

"How do you feel about the Northwest Granary?" The commander of the Praetorian Army suddenly appeared behind him.

"What do you mean by this?" The general was very nervous in his heart.

"If you talk nonsense again, I'll transfer you to the northwest to guard the granary." The boss was smiling, but the words were threatening.

The conversation between the two generals is over, and the honor guard itself is here, they are the pomp and circumstance of the Daming capital, not to greet anyone.

Iron is invaluable in Little Luzon, and steel is an unimaginable artifact for the people of Little Luzon.

But the elite of the forbidden army of about fifty people in front of the city gate were armed to the teeth, and the bright leaf armor on the body almost covered the whole body, bows, knives, daggers, and guns. Each of them had at least four weapons on them, and the only one with few weapons wore even more gorgeous armor, patrolling back and forth.

The people of the past only thought that there was a great ceremony today, so the forbidden army guarded the city gates.

Mo Long looked at these mighty forbidden troops, and wanted to get closer when he looked at them.

When he took a step in front of the forbidden army, fifty forbidden soldiers shouted in unison: "Evade! ”

Only then did Lu Qiyuan pull away Mo Long: "You are not allowed to get close to the guards." There are rules for this, and no one can harass the guards at the sentry post. ”

Mo Long nodded as if he didn't understand. It was originally arranged, and the forbidden army coincidentally performed a changing of the guard in front of Mo Long, not only Mo Long, but also ordinary people like this kind of powerful and spirited changing of the guard ceremony. Then the laid-off sergeants did not disperse either, but left in formation.

This is the soldier of the Ming Dynasty.

There were three kinds of Ming soldiers in Mo Long's heart, one he had seen in the port of Manila, those soldiers had a cheerful personality, always seemed to laugh, always so happy. But it is very disciplined, everyone strictly follows the regulations, and it is rare to see a soldier who makes a mistake and is punished, even if he walks on the street, these soldiers will not scatter, and there will be a whole team.

The second is the one seen next to the white crane, the Ming Armed Forces, full of murderous spirit, and the army that is enough to make people feel frightened with their eyes.

The third is the right moment, which is mighty and gives people an invisible pressure.

Moron fought in the war.

From a young age, follow the tribe to fight for territory with another tribe, chaotic and ridiculous battles. At least that's how Moron saw the war at the moment.

Later, after seeing the kind of battle with a strong sense of rhythm when the Daming sailors cleared the bandits, he felt for the first time that he didn't know how to fight at all, and his martial arts could only be compared with ordinary soldiers in the Ming Dynasty.

"Let's go to Lord Bai's mansion first, the Forbidden City is not ready to enter at any time."

In front of the white crane's mansion, you can see the Forbidden City, in addition to the red high walls, the mysterious Forbidden City makes Mo Long's imagination limitless.

Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's a deliberate arrangement.

When Mo Long entered the White Mansion, it was the time when the Ming Emperor had a banquet with Bai Minghe and several close ministers.

"Hooray, Moron has arrived." After receiving the report, Bai Minghe got up and said to Zhu Qiyu.

Whether it's a coincidence or not, Zhu Qiyu doesn't care about this anymore. When Mo Long arrived, he naturally wanted to see him. Under the guidance of the eunuchs of the inner palace, Mo Long relearned the etiquette of meeting the emperor, and there were some rules that needed to be paid attention to. The banquet has also been paced, and the main hall has been cleaned.

Mo Long changed into a clean new clothes and stood in front of the main entrance and waited. But I felt that my heart was beating faster and faster, and I couldn't imagine what it would be like to see the Ming Emperor, who was high above and could raise millions of troops at any time. What will it feel like.

Finally waited for the signal to enter the house, and Mo Long forgot everything as soon as he entered the house, and all those etiquettes and other things were left behind. Kneeling on the ground, Mo Long said loudly: "Your Majesty, Emperor Ming Dynasty, I, Mo Long, want to be your retainer." Your honor is the honor of my Mo Long, and your enemy, I, Mo Long, will definitely rush to the forefront to slash and kill. ”

Hahaha!

Zhu Qiyu smiled heartily: "I just said that he will definitely forget those troublesome etiquette." ”

"Mo Long, get up. Banzai has promised you that the ceremony will be held on New Year's Day. The white crane spoke. (To be continued......)