Wow oh oh -

With three rooster crows, the day of Zhangzidao began again.

Muren rubbed his eyes and climbed out of his hard bed.

In the morning light through the window, he could vaguely see a photograph taped to the wall of his bedroom.

This is a cropped photo from the "Daming Times", the Ming Emperor Zhu Fugui prancing on a horse and whipping, stepping in front of the burning Kyoto Imperial Palace.

Muren still remembers the headline of the news, which was called "Fireworks in the Sun Greet the Son of Heaven, and the Clown Jumps Away in a Hurry".

Needless to say, the Son of Heaven is naturally Zhu Fugui, and the clown who jumps off the beam refers to him Muren.

"Burn my ancestral home, this revenge is not shared, dog thief, I will lick you to death!"

Muren gritted his back molars, and then looked at Zhu Fugui's 24K handsome face, and licked the bitter gall of the pig on the beam.

The bitter and fishy temperature instantly rushed into his nasal cavity, and Muren almost vomited the overnight meal.

At this moment, the image of a series of historical figures such as King Goujian of Yue, Old Turtle Tokugawa Ieyasu, etc., who endured humiliation and burden, and finally turned the Jedi around, appeared in Muren's mind.

"Lie down and taste the guts, three thousand Japanese armor can be swallowed!"

"Although I don't even have three hundred soldiers, it doesn't matter, I can do it!"

Mujin cheered himself up and pushed the door open.

The temperature in July is relatively warm, but the sea breeze on Zhangzi Island is still slightly cool in the early morning.

Muren suddenly felt a little cold on his head, and subconsciously touched it with his hand, and then remembered that he had shaved his hair.

Speaking of which, Muren remembers that when he was a child, when the ministers sat high and talked about the Qing Dynasty, the most laughing thing was the braids of the Qing people.

I didn't expect to have such a hairstyle today.

And it's not just the braids, it's the original braids that are only the thickness of a mouse's tail.

If it is said that the previously improved big braids are actually desirable compared to the head of the Yue Dynasty, now this kind of braid is really ugly.

But the good news is that it's easy to go from a skull to a rat braid with just a few more shaves.

Muren shook his head, his heart and hair were just things outside his body, just to cut his hair to make sure he was right.

I'm bald, but I'm stronger!

With this in mind, Muhito picked up his braids, topless, wrapped a stone in sackcloth, and began to run around his cabin with a load.

If you look closely, you can also find that he still has a magazine in his hand, and every time he runs out of strength, he takes out the magazine and looks at it, and he can immediately grit his teeth and persevere.

The name of this magazine is "Sprout", and the name of the magazine implies the word "Ming", which is obviously also an official magazine of the Ming Dynasty.

And what Muren kept reading was one of the articles "The Contest in the Summer Camp".

The author of this article is none other than Muhito's No. 1 traitor, the Aizu Domain's samurai Morishita Noichiro, who has forgotten his ancestors.

However, although he is very disdainful of Morishita's dog and traitor, Muren still attaches great importance to the content of his article, and can almost recite it in full.

This is an old news from ten years ago, and Yu only remembered it by chance, so I will share it with you here.

It was the midsummer season of Bingchen, Yu returned to Yunnan with his father to worship his ancestors, and happened to pass by Yandang, Zhejiang, and he said that he was going to visit an old man.

Luckily, because of my family history, I met Banzai for the first time that day......

……

I was fifteen years old at the time, and I practiced drawing a knife every day, so how could I put a nine-year-old child in my eyes.

I offered to attend Banzai's special summer camp to show them the will of the samurai in Japan.

……

I failed, and I failed.

Whether it was carrying 50 kilograms, running 50 kilometers, or enduring hunger for a week, I and other Japanese teenagers were completely defeated by Banzai and his partners.

Looking at the figure of Long Live Lord, I am extremely ashamed.

At that time, I realized that Japanese teenagers had already lost at the starting line, and that the Japanese of the Edo period were the Beat Generation of Japanese.

But fortunately, I'm not Japanese, I'm from Yunnan.

But in any case, at that moment, I understood that if the East Asian nation wants to rejuvenate, only the boy in front of me is hopeful.

Long live the Lord took care of my face and did not spread the word.

After that, I returned to my father's side, and he had just finished his work, and we rushed to Qujing's hometown together.

This is the story of my first acquaintance with Banzai. ”

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Fifty kilograms, fifty kilometers of trail running!

Don't eat for a week, and temper your will with hunger!

Muren took a deep breath.

Is the gap between me and Zhu Fugui really that big?

That's just 9 years old!

I'm unwilling, unwilling!

Muren roared in his heart, but he didn't know that this issue of "Sprout" had long been withdrawn because of the misleading articles reported.

It's not that Zhu Fugui is dissatisfied with Sen coming down to touch himself, it's mainly that the things mentioned in this product are too outrageous.

Young people are growing up, and if someone really does what Morishita is talking about, the outcome can only be mild malnutrition and affect development, and severe gastric mucosal perforation, skeletal deformity, and a sports injury at a young age.

Now, whether it is the children of the Wadao Metropolitan Protectorate or the children of the Ming Dynasty, they are all their own people, and Zhu Fugui naturally does not allow such a thing to happen.

Therefore, Zhu Fugui personally asked the Ministry of Rites and Propaganda Department to withdraw the relevant magazines, and changed the relatively reliable content, such as His Majesty Fugui shooting down two geese with one shot, and His Majesty Fugui swimming in the Oujiang River in winter, and other things, and then re-publicized.

As for the original content, it was written by the external propaganda department and written into a Western version of "The Chinese in the Boy Scout Barracks", which was sent to the Western world for dissemination along with stories such as "Zhu Fugui Saves His Mother" and "Zhu Fugui's Little Bench".

It's a pity that Muren naturally doesn't know all this.

He went mad and ran with his pigtails in his mouth, until the cloth shoes under his feet wore out, and then a dog gnawed on the mud and fell to the ground, and the stones in the sackcloth were scattered all over the ground.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty! ”

At this time, Muren's Taizheng minister's sister Xiaolu Gongzhi held a cardboard box, ran over barefoot, and hurriedly helped Muren up, "Your Majesty, are you exercising in the morning again?" Please take care of your body! ”

As he spoke, Sister Xiaolu Gongzhi took out a rice ball from his arms again, handed it to Muren and said, "Your Majesty, eat some snacks!" ”

"Yaga, don't think that this level of temptation can shake me!"

Muren bit his lip and refused the food, "From today onwards, I ...... Woowoo woo ......"

Sister Xiaolu Gongzhi covered Muren's mouth, looked around nervously, and made sure that he was not noticed by the Qing army and shogunate soldiers stationed on Zhangzi Island, so he said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, be careful!" Now you are no longer the emperor of Japan, but the prince of the Qing Kingdom! ”