Chapter 676

Zhu Di came again, but quietly, without notifying anyone. Only Zhu Zhanji was accompanying him.

The morning courses of Zhixing academy are quite substantial, but the students are so excited that they are laughing when they go out for exercises.

"Be honest!"

Today, it was Tian Xiucai's turn to supervise morning exercises. Seeing that the students were a little relaxed, he waved the newly broken branches and shouted.

After running and taking a little rest, today's instructor's knife blew the whistle.

"Line up!"

Everyone dared not laugh any more. Everyone began to line up with their own "guns".

"Beep!"

"Kill!"

"Beep!"

"Kill!"

Zhu Di and Zhu Zhanji stood in the corner beside the playground. Yuan Dazheng, who was detained by the guards and was not allowed to report, pleaded bitterly, but the guards were unmoved.

"Kill!"

Those students are of different ages, but their actions are neat and uniform. The continuous assassinations naturally bring a sense of evil spirit, which has not been tested.

Zhu Di frowned and asked, "why teach these?"

Although Confucianism has six arts and shooting Royal, it has long been relaxed.

You don't even have enough time to endorse and learn to ride and shoot. Are you crazy?

Zhu Zhanji said, "Grandpa Huang, this is advocated by Xinghe Bo. He said that although Daming can't be a soldier, he should also make the people bloody, so as not to make a joke that a few thieves can sweep the place."

"And xinghebo also said, he said that if Confucianism continues to develop like this, most of them teach false Taoism without binding chicken power, and the people believe in them most. I'm in great danger!

People look at officials and scholars; places look at the top and the court.

The social atmosphere can never be destroyed overnight. Xing Hebo said that if we can't revive the atmosphere before those sissies become the mainstream, then I can't find any available soldiers in Daming.

Martial arts, Grandpa Huang and his grandchildren feel that if Daming wants to revive the grandeur of the Han and Tang Dynasties, the rage cannot last long, and the spirit of martial arts should be encouraged! "

Zhu Di gave a noncommittal hum. To tell the truth, Daming's martial arts at this time really can't compare with those arrogant soldiers and valiant generals at the founding of the country.

At that time, when the army of the Ming Dynasty went out of the fortress, the remnants of the Mongolian Yuan almost fled at the sight of the wind, so that they had to catch up with the North Sea, that is, the other side of Baikal Lake.

After the assassination, everyone was driven to wash. With a knife and a tin horn, they sprayed the students to suicide.

"Look, who's that? You're still procrastinating. Did you have a spring dream last night? Hurry up, I'll cancel the breakfast later!"

"Son of a bitch! Don't you know the towel costs money? It's used to wipe your feet! Watch it!"

After a while, the students lined up into the canteen.

Yuan Da's stomach was also hungry. He saw his son yuan rush into the canteen and said, "Sir, your majesty and your highness probably didn't have breakfast. Why don't you take you in?"

In the first half of his life, Yuan Da thought it would be an eye opener to see the magistrate, but he didn't expect that TAISUN often saw it after he came to the Academy. He didn't expect that even his majesty came today.

The bodyguard thought so, so he went and asked.

Zhu Di nodded and said, "OK, I'll see how the food in the academy is today."

Yuan Da hurriedly led Zhu Di and his grandchildren all the way to the canteen.

Entering the canteen, there were seats neatly placed, and the students were lining up to get breakfast in good order.

Xie Jin hurried in from the outside. When he saw the burly figure in front of Zhu Zhanji, he wanted to kneel down with mixed feelings.

A bodyguard picked up Jin and whispered, "Your Majesty doesn't want to reveal his identity today."

Zhu Di heard the noise behind him. When he turned around and saw that it was Xie Jin, he frowned slightly, and then said, "I'm here!"

Xie Jin nodded, arched his hands, went over and explained to Ma Su, and then left.

Masu, somewhat restrained, came over and bowed and said, "Your Majesty, do you want the students to fight for food?"

Zhu Zhanji said with a smile, "no, Grandpa Huang and I just came to have a look today. Just take care of yourself."

Ma Su nodded, but did not dare to neglect, so he went to find chef Deng Nengliang.

"What's wrong with breakfast today?"

Ma Su is not worried about poisoning, but about overnight meals. It's not a small thing to let Zhu Di have diarrhea at that time.

Deng Nengliang patted his big belly and swore, "don't worry, Ma su. The food I Deng Nengliang made is the first to eat. If it's poisonous, poison me first, so as to save my uncle from peeling me and cramping and tiring my family."

This guy was arranged after the first fresh training for a period of time. His skills are good. Although he dare not compare with Hua Niang, all the people in the academy are very satisfied with him.

Ma Su nodded, then whispered to Zhou who was cooking: "aunt Zhou, there are two people outside the Academy today. Be careful when you cook later."

Since Zhou's arrival at the Academy, her son Li Ermo is diligent and studious. She is arranged to help cook in the canteen. She has a good life.

"Is it a noble man?"

Zhou took a boiled egg to a student and said with a smile, "don't worry, Ma Su, I know!"

After the students finished the meal, Zhu Di came over with a stainless steel plate.

Zhou smiled and filled Zhu Di with a bowl of meat porridge, a dumpling, and finally an egg and a cup of fruit and vegetable juice.

"Old people have to drink porridge. It's good to drink porridge and nourish their stomach. That's what xinghebo said."

Zhu Di seldom heard such words. After being stunned, Zhu Zhanji came out and said with a smile: "aunt Zhou, I want more meat."

Seeing that it was Zhu Zhanji, Zhou's eyes narrowed with laughter and even said, "well, your highness, it's time to eat meat at this age. You should eat more."

So two big meat buns went into Zhu Zhanji's plate and a fried tenderloin.

The two men took the plate and sat down at a table on the side. Zhu Di tasted the meat porridge and then ate the dumplings. They were satisfied and said, "it's really good. It's not worse than the taste in the palace."

Fang Xing finally came. After learning that Zhu Di was inside outside the door, he didn't go in. He just asked someone to get himself a bowl of noodles.

"Add more pepper."

When the noodles came out, Fang woke up and squatted on the side of the canteen, eating with a few cloves of garlic.

Zhu Di and his grandchildren had a satisfactory breakfast, and then waved Ma Su over.

"What's in that cup? It tastes strange."

Ma Su glanced at Zhu Zhanji and said, "Your Majesty, this is the teacher's arrangement. It is said that people have to eat some fruits and vegetables every day so that their bodies can be balanced and coordinated."

"Play tricks!"

Zhu Di has been in the north for a long time. His diet focuses on mouth, and meat is indispensable.

Out of the canteen, Zhu Di saw that the students had arrived in the classroom and said, "go and have a look."

"Suck it!"

Hearing the sound, Chu Di's footsteps stagnated. He looked sideways and couldn't laugh or cry.

It's really enjoyable to eat a bowl of hot soup noodles in winter morning!

Fang woke up a few times and finished eating. He got up to return the bowl. Then he saw Zhu Di looking at him curiously.

"You are the first person who can squat and eat noodles like an old man in the countryside."