"Third brother, what do you think, talk to your father like this."

Zhu Zhan and Zhu Zhan stood side by side, standing at the door of Renshou Palace.

Looking at Zhu Gaochi, who was huffing and twisting his fat figure away, Zhu Zhanrong tilted his head and looked at the third brother Zhu Zhanyong with a strange expression.

Zhu Zhan pursed his lips and said, "I just said what I thought in my heart." ”

As he spoke, he paused slightly, and said: "What the book thinks in his heart, says what he says in his heart, the gentleman is frank, no matter whether it is the father or the king in front of him." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Zhan nodded slightly, and said strangely: "That's what I said, but this doesn't seem to be what my son should say to Lao Tzu." ”

"Hmm." Zhu Zhanyong hummed softly, then looked ahead and said:

"When I saw the state of my eldest brother today, I was thinking, maybe it's because my eldest brother has too many things hidden in his heart.

That's why the double heart beats will be really confused. ”

"If you say and write everything you want to say on weekdays, and express your true meaning directly, you won't think about it anymore when you see through it, and your mood will be open-minded."

"It's just that in this way, we will have to suffer for our father."

Tsk, good guy, listen to this, is it so easy for a bitter father, don't you Confucians pay attention to human ethics? Are you really ruthless?

can only be said to be worthy of the old Zhu family, and the third brother has the style of 'killing his father'.

"Wow!" At this time, a gust of wind suddenly surged over the palace wall, blowing the robes of the two of them.

Zhu Zhanyong squinted, took his hand out of his cuffs, and spread out his palm to see three plates of oily and slippery copper plates lying there.

Zhu Zhan looked over curiously.

I saw the words "Hongwu Tongbao" written on the front of the copper plate.

On the back of the copper plate, the word "Jing" is written on the top.

Zhu Zhan Yong didn't understand what the third brother Zhu Zhan Yong meant, and couldn't help but look at him curiously.

"I made a hexagram for myself a few days ago." Zhu Zhan Yong said and put away the copper plate, held the cuffs in his hand, looked at the sky that was slowly gloomy, and said: "The sixth day of the first month, the ninety-two, the sixty-third, the ninety-fourth, the six-fifth, the ninth ......."

"If you don't help, you can't be poor, and poverty will become long-lasting."

"The gentleman is polite, the prince of heaven and earth is a teacher, benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith......"

Zhu Zhanyong said, his tone paused slightly, turned around and looked at Zhu Zhanrong who was completely stunned, and said:

"These are available or not."

"The fifth brother should also remember that he must not be pedantic like others, but be flexible."

Tsk, who is this 'other' implying by this?

But aren't you a Confucian fan? Is this rebellious remark really good?

Also, Zi Bu is strange and confused, you have started to tell hexagrams, isn't it too heretical?

Zhu Zhanrong looked at the third brother Zhu Zhanyong with a serious face, and was a little speechless.

But soon after, Zhu Zhanyong gave him a perfect explanation.

"Whether it is Confucianism or Dharma, it can be used, but it can also be used at any time." As he spoke, Zhu Zhan Yong stretched out his hand and gently put it on Zhu Zhan Yong's shoulder, and the immature but serious little Zhengtai showed a smile on his face and said:

"For our royal family, all the sons and hundreds of schools, the ancient sages, according to my heart, are all tools, and the royal people can't rely too much on tools."

"Uh." Zhu Zhan Feng blinked, wanting to say something, and finally found that there were only two words in his mouth: "!" ”

After thinking about it, he had to close his slightly open mouth, nodded heavily, and said, "What the third brother said is that he is really taught." ”

Zhu Zhan Yong looked at Zhu Zhan Yong, who was only one year older than him and only twelve years old, and would be the third brother of a sixth-grade elementary school student in the next generation.

The words are so insightful and profound, quite imperial.

Speaking of which, isn't this the age when you should shout 'Resurrection Love Silver'? You look like I, the undergrad of the future, am a waste, brother!

"Tsk, shouldn't I also say something in-depth, such as: revenge, no living legend, kill!"

"No, this occasion is not right, there is a suspicion of embarrassment......"

"Even if the country has long been broken, please bless me to be the king of the Ming Dynasty? Even if he loses his life for a time, he will definitely save the country. ”

"Only I can make Daming great again!"

"Eh, no, no, I'm afraid that the old man is going to eat people when these words are shouted! I'm not dead yet! ”

“……”

A very forceful sentence flashed in Zhu Zhandong's mind.

"Smack." At this time, a hand suddenly put on Zhu Zhandong's arm, and the nonsense thoughts in his mind instantly dissipated.

"If the fifth brother has anything to say in the future, you have to rest assured to say it, the third brother will protect you!" Immature and serious words came out of Zhu Zhanyong's mouth.

Obviously he is still a child himself, but he feels very weighty.

Zhu Zhan was stunned for a moment, his heart warmed, and then his eyes rolled and said, "Eh, third brother, can I trouble you now?" ”

"Huh?" Zhu Zhanyong was slightly surprised, put down his hand and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"Click, click, click." At this time, the rain of beans fell suddenly, quickly wetting the ground.

Zhu Zhan Rong beckoned to the door, dropped an umbrella into his hand, handed it to Zhu Zhan Yong, and said: "The old man asked my father to help me calculate the harvest of Lingtian, and people were angry with you and left, why don't you let his old man suffer and come back again?" ”

“……”

"Third brother, go slowly!" Zhu Zhan stood under the door frame of Renshou Palace, holding an umbrella in the rain, waving to the back of the fading away.

"Tsk." Zhu Zhan put down his hand, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "Give the third brother a step to apologize to his father, and send back another lesson." ”

"This lesson is called, people are sophisticated!"

“…… Class! After speaking, Zhu Zhanrong turned around with his hands behind his back, hummed a little song with satisfaction, and walked back to the house.

I really underestimated the third brother Zhu Zhanyong before.

I thought it was another person who was influenced by Confucianism like my father, but I didn't expect it to be at all.

It can only be said that the children of the royal family are indeed excellent, but they also have shortcomings, in the end, they are too young, lack of life experience, and lack of emotional intelligence.

For his father, even if he is tolerant, he has to give enough face to be a son, let alone the prince and the prince of a country.

This is also the strong family affection between the father and son of the Zhu family in the early Ming Dynasty, plus the benevolent and good-natured Zhu Gaochi.

If you change to another prince, hehe!

You're useless, and your future is absolutely gone!

……

In August and September, the temperature has already begun to drop.

Now, in mid-September, the weather is unpredictable, especially after yesterday's heavy rains, and the temperature plummeted.

Yesterday, Zhu Zhan and his father Zhu Gaochi calculated the yield per mu, and some details were finalized.

Calculated, one-third of the acres of spiritual rice, the approximate yield is 400 catties, this standard is calculated, one mu of spiritual field is 1200 catties to say the least.

According to the standards of later generations, Lingtian should belong to high-yield fields!

Coupled with the moisturizing and wonderful use of aura, there can be such a yield, but what disappointed Zhu Zhanyuan was that Lingtian did not reach the level of hybrid rice.

Otherwise, it can produce even higher!

Although looking at it this way, in the first round of technology and immortal cultivation, technology won, Zhu Zhanyuan will not be discouraged by this.

The yield of Lingtian is not good, and it is also related to the environment.

If it is the Da Ming Dynasty where the aura is revived, especially in the late stage, the Da Ming Dynasty has become a complete immortal cultivation world, then the spiritual field can be seen everywhere.

The yield per mu is even more incomparable.

Inshou Palace.

At this time, Dan was in the room.

Medium furnace, large furnace, extra-large furnace.

Zhu Zhan picked the big furnace in the middle.

Then, the mortal medicinal materials that were prepared in advance were put into the Dan furnace, and then they began to be refined with spiritual fire.

There are four steps in preparing the 'Ichor'.

First, first refine the mortal medicinal materials, take out the impurities, then dry them, crush them, and put them in a medicine jar to grind them into powder.

Of course, there is a strict order and investment ratio in this.

Second, start refining the elixir, use the same method, make it into powder, and put it into the second medicine jar.

3. Use the spiritual spring, respectively, the two kinds of medicinal powder, according to a certain proportion and time, and then assist in the spiritual fire quenching.

Of course, the spiritual spring mentioned in the Danfang given by the Taoist Sutra is the real spiritual spring of heaven and earth that is bred by spiritual veins or spiritual ores.

The conditions of the Ming Dynasty are limited now, so Zhu Zhan used the water attribute exercises in the Taoist Sutra to condense the spiritual stone into a spiritual spring.

Fourth, the last step is to start the preparation.

This process is the most difficult step, it needs to be absorbed drop by drop, and then the two are fused, and the process needs to be guided by divine consciousness.

If you are not careful, it will lead to the two drugs clashing with each other and will be scrapped directly.

It's like being in a laboratory with the help of microscopes, computers, and other high-tech instruments for drug discovery.

It's just that Zhu Zhan has only one immortal cultivator's brain, and a careful divine sense comparable to a microscope.

Rao is like this, and he still keeps failing!

And just when Zhu Zhan was working hard to dispense medicine, and his head, which was tortured by constant failure, was about to crack, a big incident happened in the Zhu family.

Zhu Zhanji disappeared, the kind that disappeared.

“……”