When Erhu heard this, he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and the young master was really wronged this beating......

After Zhu Yunxi entered the Xiangdian Palace, he originally wanted to cry miserably, which won Lao Zhu's pity and asked him to forgive himself for a few days.

However, he only stayed inside for a while and immediately discovered something even more fun.

The Chinese martial arts of the Xiangdian Hall are divided into two classes, and they are actually holding a crying spirit competition!

For a while, the voice of the civil official was one point higher, and for a while, the voice of the military general was two points higher.

Although the number of generals on the side is not superior, this is not a comparison of poetry and songs, and they are still evenly matched with the opposite side.

It wasn't until the return of the emperor's relatives that the weeping spirit personnel on the military general's side were greatly replenished, and only then did they completely suppress the civilian officials' side in terms of voice and momentum.

Because most of the daughters of the old Zhu family were married by him to the generals and nobles, that is, the daughters of the founding nobles who were also mostly married by the princes.

Therefore, the military generals of the Ming Dynasty are basically either relatives of the emperor or relatives of the emperor.

In short, all these people were brought together by Zhu Yuanzhang with the net of blood, which was also the most common stability maintenance routine of ancient emperors, and it was very effective.

Of course, in order to do this, there is a prerequisite, that is, the emperor must be productive enough.

Zhu Yuanzhang had twenty-six sons and sixteen daughters in his life, and even if he removed a few who died early, there was a team of nearly forty people, which was definitely a prolific emperor, so there were enough consumables to get married.

After Lan Yu also joined the Weeping Spirit Regiment, the military general's side not only achieved an absolute advantage, but also defeated the civilian official group with an overwhelming victory.

The reason why such outstanding results can be achieved is due to Lan Yu, the weeping leader.

As soon as the civil official's side started the tune, Lan Yu's voice "snorted", disrupting the rhythm of the other party.

He then applied the sound of the marching drums to the weeping spirit.

A moment is a dense general's order.

"Woo woo woo wow wow wow ......wow

For a while, it was a majestic marching order.

"Woo wow wow ......"

As soon as these two sets of tactics are used, the civilian side has no choice but to lose completely.

Lao Zhu also heard that the crying voice was wrong, and when he saw Lan Yu's old horseman kneeling at the front, stretching his neck and crying, he felt a headache.

This guy is hopeless, and he wants to win or lose anything!

It's just a matter of fighting for other things, and you want to fight for things like crying spirits, is there a hole in your brain?

Although the civil officials can't have a good voice, they still have a huge advantage, that is, the referee is in line with them!

Zhao Mian, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, saw that His Majesty was coming, and hurriedly ran over to sue Lan Yu for his troubles.

"Your Majesty, Weichen impeached Liang Guogong for disturbing the order of the mourning hall, and suggested that he be blasted out of the mourning hall!"

Lan Yu was crying vigorously at this time, and suddenly heard Zhao Mian dare to sue him, and immediately got up from the ground to refute it.

"Zhao Laoqi, can't you cry!"

"Lao Tzu is crying loudly to the prince, the prince is our nephew and son-in-law, what is the sad point of our uncle crying in the way of you!"

"Your Majesty, take a look, this Liang Guogong is just messing around like this!"

"According to the Book of Rites, this crying spirit is particular and restrained, and he can't preside over it anymore if he tosses the old minister so much......"

Lao Zhu saw that Lan Yu was going to pick a son when he was angry with Zhao Mian, so he hurriedly walked over and kicked Lan Yu.

"Get out of here and stay out, don't disturb the peace of our emperor here!"

"Superior, you're not right, how can you pull the shelf, it's obvious that Zhao Laoqi doesn't like me......"

"Are you going to get out?"

"If you don't get out, let's let Jinyiwei blow you out with a stick!"

Lan Yu was immediately stunned when he saw Lao Zhu's anger, and he drooped his head and muttered.

"Then I'll go to the door and cry......"

When Lan Yu was leaving, when he passed by Fu Youde, he patted Fu Youde on the shoulder, the meaning is obvious, we have been kicked out, and the rest of the matter depends on you.

Fu Youde understood in his heart, and soon took over the position of the weeper after Lan Yu left, and then under his leadership, he once again overshadowed the civil official group in crying.

Then, the civilian clique used the referee privilege to coax Fu Youde out, followed by Feng Sheng.

However, after the three bigwigs of the military were blasted out one after another, the civilian clique still couldn't cry on the side of the generals.

Because today's military generals group is like playing chicken blood, although there is no "leading crying" of the three grandfathers, they listen to the drum all the year round, even if they don't need to cry, they can still cry sonorously and powerfully, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

Finally, in the weeping spirit confrontation, the military representatives won an absolute victory.

Not only did he win the top three in the single crying spirit project, but he also won the first place in the group crying spirit competition, leaving the civil official group, the vassal king group, and the princely group far behind.

Of course, the Crying Spirit Competition, whether it is a competition item or an award ceremony, is completed in Zhu Yunxi's mind, and outsiders have no way.

After the weeping was over, the people in the imperial dining room prepared a light meal.

Egg soup and steamed buns.

Usually they don't look at such shoddy food.

But it's been a day, and I've been crying for so long, everyone sees the steamed bun as if they see the "****", and they pounce viciously.

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However, the civilian clique that failed miserably in the Crying Spirit Contest also lost in the battle for steamed buns.

Before the civil officials even finished eating the "guaranteed steamed buns" one by one, the military generals had already eaten up the steamed buns in the basin.

When the civil officials went to replenish the supplies, not to mention that the steamed buns were gone, even the soup pot was empty!

A group of martial arts officials looked at the civil officials with a bewildered face, and they were secretly proud in their hearts, comparing the speed of eating with us, and you couldn't catch up if you were tired!

Amid the loud laughter of the military attachés, the civilian clique could only tighten their belts aggrievedly, and then stared at the leaves along the way on the way back.

If it weren't for the fear of being embarrassed, they would all want to take a handful of leaves and stuff them into their mouths.

In fact, there is no shortage of this stuttering on the military attaché's side, they are just suppressed too hard by the civilian clique.

Now seeing Zhu Yunxi, the perfect "noble spokesperson", slamming the brazier and beating the flag, their long-suppressed emotions are just a little release.

Lao Zhu had already seen that their signs were wrong, but he was just too lazy to take care of them when they were making a fuss.

On the way back, Lao Zhu found Zhu Yunxi and squeezed out a big bad wolf smile on his face.

"Eldest grandson, get in our carriage and go back!"

"Humph!"

Zhu Yunxi snorted at Lao Zhu, and then jumped into Zhu Li's carriage, and when he closed the curtain, he didn't forget to make a grimace at Lao Zhu, and the angry Lao Zhu blew his beard and glared.

"Hey, you little rebel grandson, you wait for tomorrow morning, see how we fix you!"

Lao Zhu put down the curtain hatefully after saying a cruel word, and then leaned on the carriage and fell asleep.

He was also tired today, but he kept holding on and didn't want to show it, and he just beat someone up, and he was even more tired and closed his eyes.

Zhu Yunxi sat in Zhu Li's carriage and complained to his third uncle, who was a big wrongdoer, for Lao Zhu's tricks.

"Third uncle, I don't want to stay in the capital anymore, you help me write a book to intercede, let your father quickly seal me the throne, and send me far away!"

Zhu Li was very happy to see Zhu Yunxi close to him. But suddenly hearing his words, his eyebrows immediately raised.

"Why?"

"Grandpa Huang didn't like me, he beat me every day, and always punished me for doing homework that I couldn't finish at all, just bullying me for being a child without a father and mother, whoa, whoa, ......whoa,

Zhu Yunxi was crying while peeking at Zhu Li. As everyone knows, his little action has long been seen by Zhu Li in his eyes and scolded in his heart.

Hum!

Eldest nephew, all of your tricks are left over from your third uncle's childhood!

"How much homework did your imperial grandfather assign you?"

"Three thousand words!"

"Let me finish it in one night and turn it in tomorrow!"

"Third uncle, you say, how can this be written!"

"Hiss......"

Zhu Li also gasped when he heard this, his father's homework was indeed excessive.

When he was studying in the palace, he only wrote 100 big characters a day. Why did he get to his eldest nephew and suddenly multiply it thirty times?

Even if the heavens will descend on the people, it's not such a hard work and a way to work their bodies, right?

"Eldest nephew, did you make your imperial grandfather angry?"

When he mentioned this, Zhu Yunxi was even more angry, he did everything he should have done and what he shouldn't have done, but he didn't make a mistake.

If you have to say that there is, it is to persuade the Lu family, but that thing itself is acting on orders, so you can't blame him, right?

"Third uncle, your father just deliberately found fault and beat me!"

"If you are still my father's own brother, you should hurry up and help your eldest nephew and give your eldest nephew a way to live, woo woo woo woo ......"

Zhu Li glanced at Zhu Yunxi unhappily.

"Be respectful to your imperial grandfather, don't be big or small!"

"Humph!"

"I don't have a grandfather, whose grandfather is okay and always beats his grandson to play!"

"Hey!"

When Zhu Li saw this grandson say this, the little grumpy came up, pressed Zhu Yunxi on his thigh, beat him fatly, and after beating him to cry wolf, he took his neck and threw it into Lao Zhu's carriage.

"Father, the son sent your precious grandson, and please discipline him strictly!"

Lao Zhu was in a daze and saw the little rebel grandson crying, and his heart was happy.

This rebel grandson must have gone to his third uncle to sue us, thinking that his third uncle could face him, which Cheng wanted to be beaten by his third uncle again, hahaha!

"Let your third uncle beat you?"

Zhu Yunxi stubbornly raised his head.

"Nope!"

"My third uncle is kind to me, and he said that he would take me to his feudal country to play, woo woo woo woo ......"

"Then why are you in our carriage, go to your third uncle!"

"I ......"

Zhu Yunxi was speechless by the old Zhu, and he cried out with a "wow" in anger.

"You all bullied me, bullied me for not having a father......"

As soon as Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he took out the wicker from behind him and patted it on the carriage.

"If you don't want to be beaten, shut up!"

"Let's sleep if we quarrel, let's see how we beat you!

Seeing this, Zhu Yunxi had to pout, and then silently wiped his tears. Although he cried miserably along the way, he didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of annoying this bad old man.

The speed of returning to the city was much faster than when they came, and it took less than half an hour for the royal team to enter the city first.

As for the low-level officials and small soldiers who accompanied the funeral, they could only rely on two legs to slowly hurry.

But no matter how slow it is, you can still get back in the evening.

After all, the total is only twenty miles away, and even if you climb it in an afternoon, you can climb back.

When Lao Zhu entered the palace, he deliberately walked through the Donghua Gate, and when he threw Zhu Yunxi at the gate of the prince's mansion, he didn't forget to scare him.

"Don't forget to do your homework, when we check tomorrow, if we find a word missing, hum ......"

Lao Zhu originally wanted to scare the rebel grandson, and planned to use his homework to scare him and let him come out of the grief of losing his father as soon as possible, but he didn't expect him to write much at all.

Even if he didn't write a word tomorrow, he just continued to scare a few words.

However, Zhu Yunxi took it seriously, thinking that if he didn't succeed, he would die.

After writing dozens of words, Zhu Yunxi immediately realized that it would definitely not be possible to complete it if it continued like this.

So, he came up with a brilliant idea, which was to tie five brushes to a wooden strip at certain intervals.

Then you can use this special brush to write five lines at a time.

After experimenting with the effect, Zhu Yunxi couldn't help but applaud his ingenuity. In this way, he only needs to write 600 words to write 3,000 words!

"I'm such a genius that I can even think of such a solution!"

"Old Zhutou, I can't imagine that I can really finish it, hahaha......"

When Zhu Yunxi laughed proudly, a certain two tigers who did not want to be named jumped off the wall of the courtyard with ease.

"Do you want to tell the emperor about this?"

"As long as the emperor doesn't take the initiative to ask, let's treat it as if we haven't seen anything!"

"But the 'old Zhu head' has to be omitted, so as not to anger the emperor's body......"

"Yes!"

"We are for the good of the emperor, not deliberately concealed!"