The father and son were stunned for a moment, and then, Zhu Houzhao's gaze moved downward, looking at the wooden stick in his father's hand, and Zhu Youzhang's gaze also moved downward, looking at the desk in front of the emperor.

There were books on the desk, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and from this distance, you could even faintly see the black handwriting on the paper, and the brush was still holding in the prince's hand.

This....

Zhu Youzhang's breathing became a little short of breath inexplicably, he thought that this might be his prince reading and writing, but he was really afraid that he would be happy, and there were actually things written on it.

Under this mood of surprise and worry, he couldn't help but walk towards the plan, wanting to take a clear look.

And this scene fell in Zhu Houzhao's eyes, that is, the father came to beat himself with a stick and murderously, as for why he beat himself, there were too many reasons, and he could come up with seventeen or eighteen in an instant.

But he didn't have time to think about the specific reason, Zhu Houzhao just quickly hugged his head and shouted: "Father, the son is wrong!" ”

However, Zhu Youzhu ignored him, at this time his attention was all attracted by the handwriting on the paper, and when he got closer, he saw what was written on it, and his spirit was even more shocked.

"Zi said: For politics and morality, such as Beichen, live in its place and all the stars are together; Zi said: "Poems" three hundred, in a word, said: thinking is innocent; Zi said: The way is to govern ......"

The crooked, dog-like handwriting on it was muttered by Zhu Youjiao, and his eyes were moist when he read it.

Obviously, he didn't cry ugly at the handwriting.

Rather, it was due to the strong sourness that surged in his heart, which caused his nose to sour.

My own emperor, this is really sensible....

is really reading and writing, and it is actually a serious scholar.

After reading the things on it word by word, Zhu Youzhu took a few deep breaths, and then he finally froze his mind, and then he turned his head to look at Zhu Houzhao, and asked with a loving face: "What did the emperor shout loudly?" ”

Looking at his father's loving face, Zhu Houzhao felt as if he was not here to beat himself, but he still held his head and didn't dare to relax, looked at the stick in Zhu Youzhang's hand, and asked cautiously: "Father, are you here to beat the child?" ”

"Father beat you so much, it's too late for my father to be happy." As he spoke, Zhu Youzhu also noticed the stick in his hand, and without hesitation, he threw the stick out casually.

The stick hit the ground, making a crisp sound, and Zhu Houzhao quickly stood up, haha, he really didn't come to hit himself.

Hongu is wrong.... Bah!

What's wrong with Hongu? Hongu is right!

Looking at his smug and energetic appearance, if it was a weekday, Zhu Youzhu would have to preach two sentences - as the prince of the country, he will inherit the throne in the future, what does he look like at every turn?

But at this time, he had no intention of preaching, but how to look at it and how pleasing to the eye, and then he sat down next to Zhu Houzhao, and looked at the dog-like handwriting with satisfaction, and then asked gently: "Why is the emperor so sensible today, and he actually copied the study of politics in this Analect?" ”

Although Zhu Houzhao is absurd and stubborn, and has many shortcomings, he is not without advantages, one of which is that he is extremely upright in the face of this father who loves him, never lies, and answers whatever he asks.

Therefore, he did not hide it, and said directly: "This is the homework assigned by the master to the child." ”

Zhu Youzhu was a little dazed, homework?

Literally, this is homework done at home, and what caught his attention even more was the master in Zhu Houzhao's mouth.

He thought about it, and estimated that this so-called master was the one newly recognized by the prince.

Give his son this unheard-of homework, and the prince can still do it obediently.

At this moment, Zhu Youzhu had a strong curiosity and affection for this master, what kind of strange person is this?

He knows this son too well, if he wants to pick up a knife and play with a stick, he will never say anything about jumping up and down, but if he reads and writes, he will simply hate it.

The teachings of so many great Confucian masters did not lead him to the right path, but became more and more stubborn as he grew older.

Sadly, this situation was caused by Zhu Youjiao, who spoiled this only son too much, and he was spoiled since he was a child, and now he has been determined, but it is a little late to want to educate.

What's more, he is busy with government affairs on weekdays, and he doesn't have much time to discipline his son, so he is helpless and helpless now.

But now it seems to be different, because he found that there is a person who can make the prince read and write obediently, and this discovery is not hesitant to shine a strong light in his heart, and it seems to have been beaten with a heart booster.

made his whole body comfortable.

After pondering for a moment, Zhu Youzhu opened his mouth and asked, "Can you tell your father about your master?" ”

When this topic was mentioned, Zhu Houzhao immediately came to his senses, and his eyebrows fluttered: "Father, this master that the child worships is a hermit master, with peerless magical skills, do you remember the five uniques of the Central Plains that the child told you last time?"

He is a figure like Wang Chongyang, the first in the world in martial arts, father, you just wait, wait for the sons and ministers to succeed, and then they will definitely lead the troops to fight in Tatar, and I will be ashamed of the civil fort of the Ming Dynasty! ”

Zhu Houzhao said happily, and he was even more eager to lead the troops to fight, but the more Zhu Youzhu listened, the more he frowned, because this was clearly different from what he imagined.

According to his assumption, even if this master is not a great Confucian, at least he must be a scholar, and he can say it from the prince's mouth, how can he listen to it more and more like a charlatan?

He never believed in such a thing as peerless magic, so he very much suspected that his prince had been deceived by others.

When he heard the battle of the leading troops at the end, Zhu Youzhu turned pale directly, and reprimanded sharply: "Nonsense! The emperor inherits the expectations of the world, and the prince is the successor of the world.

Since he is a king, he should be re-educated, understand the legal code, be good at admonishment, strictly punish himself, reward and punish, choose the virtuous to go to the people, and be diligent in government affairs, instead of leading the army to conquer, and do the things of the generals! ”

“......”

Zhu Houzhao was stunned, this was the first time he confided his ambition to his father, but he didn't expect that not only did he not get praise, but he was taught a lesson, and he couldn't help but retort: "But the ancestor Emperor Taizong...."

"Taizu, Emperor Taizong won the world immediately, but how can he rule the world right away? You can tolerate your playfulness and willfulness, but you must never mention such a ridiculous thing as leading troops to conquer again! Don't think about it anymore! ”

Speaking of the back, Zhu Youzhang's tone unconsciously increased, and even a little anger and fear surged out of his face, he was really afraid, afraid that this prince would go to do something after inheriting the throne in the future, and then there would be another change in the civil fort in the Ming Dynasty.

"Oh...."

After a moment of silence, Zhu Houzhao responded cowardly, and he suddenly found that his father and his own thoughts were different, and he didn't understand himself.

This gave him an unparalleled sense of frustration and loss.

He wanted to ask: "Father, aren't you ashamed of Tumu Fort?" ”

At the beginning, he knew about this past, but he didn't eat for three days, and sometimes he slept until midnight and suddenly opened his eyes, gritting his teeth to greet his great-grandfather.

At that time, although he was young, he was deeply ashamed of this matter, and later studied the art of war, arranged the troops, danced guns and sticks, in addition to interest, because he thought that one day he could lead the troops to sweep Mobei, and he was ashamed.

His idea was simple.

Since this shame was caused by his disgraceful ancestors, let his descendants wash it away, and why should he borrow the hands of others.

The hall was quiet for a while, and Zhu Youzhu also realized that his tone just now was a little heavy, so he sighed to calm his mind down, and then continued: "And your master, how can there be any peerless magic in this world, my emperor is afraid that people will be deceived, and you will have to ..."

"Yes." Zhu Houzhao suddenly interrupted.

Zhu Youzhu was stunned for a moment, "What's there?" ”

"There are peerless miracles."

Zhu Houzhao looked determined, serious like a scumbag who said to a girl I love Ling, serious like a Mediterranean teacher standing on the podium, holding a paper in his hand, telling you that this is a compulsory exam question this year, and quickly circle it to mark the key points.

"And Erchen has already begun to learn."

Zhu Youzhu was a little silent by his solemn appearance, and after a few seconds, he suddenly laughed, "Okay, tell your father how you learned this magic skill?" ”

"The master first asked Erchen to read, saying that he wanted to study all the four books and five classics, and memorized them one by one, saying that this was to hone his state of mind, and the master also said that the heavens would descend on the people of Si and ......"

Zhu Houzhao was not ambiguous at all, and explained everything about the process of practicing Shengong, and explained in detail what these practices were practicing, and explained that these are all indispensable and important processes for practicing Shengong.

The purpose is to make his father admit the existence of peerless divine skills, which is his last stubbornness.

And after listening to these things, Zhu Youzhu practiced his muscles and bones, carried a bucket to practice his arm strength, and read while practicing, and couldn't help but be silent again.

After a long time, a serious expression appeared on his face, even a little more serious than Zhu Houzhao just now.

Then he stretched out his hand and patted Zhu Houzhao's shoulder, and earnestly instructed: "This peerless miracle must remember to study hard, and my father is looking forward to the day when your divine achievement will be completed." ”

Zhu Houzhao was obviously excited again, "Father believes in the existence of peerless miracles?" ”

"Well, my father naturally believes it." Zhu Youzhu nodded again and again, and then he looked at the homework on the case, and said seriously: "This homework must also be related to that peerless miracle, the emperor must be good at copying, and he must not be slack." ”

After saying that, Zhu Youzhu stood up and said, "I still have some government affairs to deal with, so I won't disturb Wu'er to practice divine skills, and I'll go back first." ”

Before the words fell, and without waiting for Zhu Houzhao to answer, he turned around and walked outside the hall, walking hurriedly, with a little anxiety, and the eunuchs who accompanied the emperor hurriedly followed when they saw this.

Zhu Youzhu was in a hurry at this moment, and he felt that he might laugh out loud at any time.

Gotta get out of here.