Zhu Zhang's heart tightened, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

But before he could turn his head and slip away.

I heard Zhu Biao shouting from afar:

"Second brother, why do you run away when you see your eldest brother? Did you make a mistake and don't want your brother to know? ”

Zhu Zhang's heart sank, and he understood that Zhu Biao already knew about today's lecture.

He could only laugh awkwardly and walk towards the mouth of the alley.

Hippie smiled and said:

"How can you, big brother, don't you know me yet? How can I make any mistakes, since I followed Mr. Lin to the class, we are much more honest. ”

Zhu Biao snorted, about to say something, but he saw Zhu Bai following behind.

Thinking about it, he still saved some face for Zhu Fan and did not directly reprimand him.

Instead, he asked Zhu Bai:

"Ah Bai, your second brother took you out to play today?"

For some reason, Zhu Bai was not afraid of Zhu Fan at all, but in front of the prince, he was a little weak-hearted.

Hearing this, he actually shrank behind Zhu Fan.

But it seems to realize that it is rude to do so.

He poked his head out again and said:

"Brother Prince, Mr. Lin's lecture today is very interesting."

Zhu Biao saw the appearance of the little broken child, and he didn't bother to correct Zhu Bai's name for him.

After saying something boring, Zhu Biao arranged for a eunuch to send Zhu Bai back to the palace first.

Then he stretched out his hand to Zhu Fan, who was ready to slip away at any time.

"Big brother, what do you mean? Didn't you go out with money? ”

Zhu Fan didn't know if he was deliberately pretending to be stupid, or if he didn't understand what Zhu Biao meant.

As he spoke, he put his hand into the money bag and pulled out a few treasure bills from it.

Zhu Biao was pretending to be stupid by the second child, and the flesh on his angry face was shaking.

He snorted:

"Second child, you stinky boy, dare to put the treasure money in my hand, don't think about receiving monthly money in the future!"

Zhu Zhang's hands trembled when he heard this, but he put more treasure money.

It was pulled out of his money bag and scattered directly on the ground.

Then, it was swept by the wind and blown into the downtown not far away.

Just when the eunuchs who were waiting nearby were running after the treasure money.

Zhu Fan was very reluctant and handed over the formula of 'garlic medicine' to his eldest brother.

After reading it carefully, there is no problem with the formula.

Zhu Biao carefully smoothed out the crumpled piece of paper.

Then he recruited a eunuch who helped him hold the seal.

Zhu Biao folded the formula and put it into a box with a large seal.

And the seal inside was thrown by him on the step at will.

"Big brother, this is your prince's golden seal."

Zhu Fan was directly shocked by Zhu Biao's operation, and his eyes were about to fall out.

He swallowed and foamed, and said:

"If my father knew that you had abandoned the golden seal, he would definitely not spare you."

Although the crown prince's golden seal is Zhu Biao's own seal.

Even if it's used for water rafting, it's no problem.

But this represents the prestige of the royal family, and if Lao Zhu knew it, it would be worth it.

Zhu Biao doesn't care:

"My crown prince Golden Seal is not even as good as dung compared to the mysterious formula given by Mr. Lin."

"If my father knew about this, he wouldn't have praised me for keeping it properly."

These words attracted Zhu Fan, and he wanted to complain frantically.

As a result, Zhu Biao changed his words and coldly reprimanded:

"Did your kid get water in his brain when he washed up this morning?"

"The formula that Mr. Lin took out is a fetish for the benefit of the country and the people, you just have to take it, and what are you questioning?"

"Moreover, Mr. Lin will reform the medical care of the Ming Dynasty, you kid can just follow the topic and ask, if you have to drill the horns of the bull, shout and kill the imperial doctor of the Tai Hospital, and you don't even distinguish between priority and priority."

Zhu Fan bowed his head in shame.

Maybe it's because there are other people who are listening to the lecture with him today.

He didn't know why he was questioning the garlic medicine formula provided by Lin Che today.

I haven't grasped the point of the course.

On the contrary, they are entangled in whether those royal families died at the hands of quacks.

Zhu Fan looked at Zhu Biao sincerely and admitted his mistake:

"Big brother, I know it's wrong, I will never again..."

"Stop."

Zhu Biao was not angry and interrupted Zhu Zhang's apology.

He pointed to the Confucius Temple Mansion and snorted coldly:

"If you want to apologize, it should be Mr. Lin."

"That is, Mr. Lin has a good temper with you, if your father is here, he would not be so polite to him."

"And you are like today, with repeated rude questioning, even if I am the prince, I will not be reprimanded."

Zhu Fan buried his head lower.

It was then that he realized that his husband was not only knowledgeable.

Moreover, there is no stinky frame of reprimanding students.

It's just that Zhu Fan didn't realize that Mr. took special care of him in the past.

So much so that he not only ignored this, but also often raised the bar.

It's a bit of a no-brainer.

"Okay, if you apologize, I'll think about it later."

Zhu Biao's vision of his own education made Zhu Fan realize his mistakes.

changed the subject:

"Now follow me back to the palace and apologize to the twelve."

Zhu Fan raised his head in disbelief.

looked at his eldest brother and asked, "Big brother, you just asked me to respect Mr. Lin." ”

"And the old twelve just came to listen to the class today, and scolded Mr. a few times."

"I hit him to help my husband get angry, why should I apologize to him?"

Zhu Biao ignored it, and Zhu Zhang's tone was full of grievances.

He said with a cold face:

"Why, just because you are the second prince of the Ming Dynasty and his elder brother."

Seeing that Zhu Fan was a little unconvinced.

Zhu Biao added another sentence:

"I don't know, how did you tell the twelve."

"Otherwise, you kid, just wait for your father's wrath."

Zhu Rong's expression froze when he heard this.

There are no more ideas to refute.

After all, before he came, his father had greeted him and asked him to tell the twelve.

My brother really didn't do a good job.

The younger brother makes a mistake, and it is right to be beaten by the elder brother.

This was a normal thing in the feudal era.

Thinking of this, Zhu Fan could only be honest and follow Zhu Biao to sit on the road.

Return to the Royal Palace.

Zhu Biao took the lecture record back to the East Palace to sort out the record.

Zhu Fan came directly to the imperial study.

Except for the eunuch on duty at the door, there was no shadow of Zhu Yuanzhang at all.

After asking the eunuch, I found out that Zhu Yuanzhang was dragged by Master Fu Youwen to the Imperial Garden to see the sweet potato seedlings.

"Father, why do your sweet potato seedlings grow so luxuriantly?"

Zhu Fan hurriedly ran to the imperial garden, and saw a small patch of lush green vines from afar.

The appearance is exactly the same as the sweet potato seedlings he took away at the beginning.

But the vines and branches and leaves are much thicker and fatter.

Apparently the transplant has been successful.

Zhu Yuanzhang heard the exclamation of the second child, and smiled at Fu Youwen who was waiting aside:

"The cultivation of sweet potato seedlings is all due to Fu Aiqing."

"If the sweet potato seedlings you removed are not growing well, ask Fu Aiqing for advice on how to plant them."

When Fu Youwen heard Zhu Yuanzhang's praise, he couldn't help but feel a little complacent.

These days, after he finishes his official duties, no matter the wind or rain, he will come to the Imperial Garden for a few laps.

The degree of care for sweet potato seedlings is a hundred times more dedicated than when he cultivated his son.

The wives of the family mistakenly thought that he was raised outside.

There was also a big fight with him.

(End of chapter)