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Seeing that Zhu Jingyuan was getting more and more outrageous, Zhu Jinghong didn't know what to say because he was completely scaring himself.
Not to mention killing Zhu Jingyuan, even to depose him as crown prince, the emperor had to pass the test of being a queen.
"Okay, at least it can give me a good time, and I don't have to die in a miserable way like the boss and the second child..."
The eldest brother, Zhu Jingyu, wanted to seize the throne and incited the courtiers to attack the prince, but was kicked to death by Zhu Xianming.
Later, it was discovered that the second-in-command, Zhu Jingzhan, was among them, so Zhu Xianming immediately deposed him from the throne and ordered him to be permanently imprisoned.
In the dilapidated palace, Zhu Jingzhan was worried and ignored, and he died within half a year.
Therefore, Zhu Xianming not only forced his father to kill his brother, but also showed no mercy to his own son.
With such a father around, it's no wonder that Zhu Jingyuan was filled with fear and thought that his father was going to do something to him too.
"Fourth brother, don't forget...my mother is still here!"
Queen Yang Qingyin was the mother who truly loved her son, and the one who gave Zhu Jingyuan the most warmth.
It is precisely because of her existence that Zhu Jingyuan did not grow crooked under oppression and planted kindness and kindness in his heart.
"Yes... I still have mother, and mother protects me!"
As he spoke, Zhu Jingyuan staggered up and moved towards the desk.
"Fourth brother, what's wrong with you?"
"I want to write a letter to my mother, she will save me..."
"Fourth brother, if you do this, you will really anger the old man, and I'm afraid it will be irreversible by then!"
"But what should I do? What can I do?" Zhu Jingyuan looked particularly helpless as he picked up the pen.
"The old man said we didn't do the job well, why don't we just do it well?"
"That's not easy!"
"It's just not easy, but it's not impossible!" Zhu Jinghong didn't take it seriously.
Before Zhu Jingyuan could ask any more questions, Zhu Jinghong took the pen away from his hand and said, "Fourth brother, rest first. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it later!"
"Your body is your capital. If your body breaks down, wouldn't it be an advantage for Lao Liu?"
After some consolation, Zhu Jingyuan was finally persuaded and fell asleep quickly after lying on the bed.
Both mentally and physically, Zhu Jinghong was really afraid that he would fall down, which would leave Lao Liu picking peaches in vain.
After leaving the main hall, Zhu Jinghong told everyone not to disturb him, and then headed towards the school grounds.
He Gujin is reviewing the case according to his intention. At this moment, he can only wait for the situation to develop and react to the latest situation.
This also means that he can only stay in the palace and cannot go out to wander around.
He Jiayan sent weapons and armor a few days ago. Zhu Jinghong has not used them yet, so he just wanted to try them out today.
After the order was given, the guards and officials were busy, while Zhu Jinghong went to change clothes.
At present, Tuanlongpao Yishanguan is obviously not suitable for strenuous exercise.
About half an hour later, in the racecourse on the west side of Yingtian Palace, Zhu Jinghong was wearing a simple black collar and tie, with his bow and arrow aimed at the target ahead.
The bow he used was a hard bow with an effective range of at least more than a hundred meters, which was better than the one issued by the guards. It was obviously a lot of effort to get He Jiayan.
In today's era, muskets have been used on a large scale, but due to their insufficient rate of fire, range and accuracy, as well as their relatively high cost, strong bows have not been squeezed out of the stage of history.
At least the bow in Zhu Jinghong's hand was definitely more lethal than a musket.
In addition to testing bows today, he also wanted to test armors and weapons, as well as the most difficult horse shooting.
After finally practicing it once, you have to practice everything you know, so that it can better fit this body.
After confirming that he was aiming forward, Zhu Jinghong loosened the bowstring.
With just a "swish" sound, the arrow flew away and hit the target easily, but unfortunately it didn't hit the target.
Objectively speaking, being able to shoot at this level from a distance of seventy meters is already considered the best in the military.
However, when the guards gathered around the scene, no one cheered because this was not Master Thirteen's "real level".
"Master Thirteen, do you want tea?" Eunuch Yu Hai asked.
Throwing the bow to Lu Yuxin who was standing aside, Zhu Jinghong turned around and walked towards the chair. Yu Hai followed immediately with a tea cup in hand.
"What kind of tea is this?" Zhu Jinghong asked casually.
"It's a tribute presented by Prince Zhongshun to the Lord. What is it called... I don't even know its name!" Yu Hai replied with embarrassment.
"It turns out to be Uncle Jiu..."
According to the memory of his predecessor, King Zhongshun Zhu Xianrong was not a close member of the royal family. His ancestor was a vassal king from the Yizong lineage, and he was a brother of the ancestor Zhu Shenzhuo.
It was passed down to Zhu Xianrong's generation, and according to the ancestral system of descending and descending titles set by the ancestors, he should have received the title of general of the first rank.
Just because Zhu Xianrong's father played a role in the "Donghuamen Incident" and later supported Zhu Xianming's succession to the imperial throne in a high-profile manner, he was especially favored by the prince.
Putting down his tea cup, Zhu Jinghong waved to Lu Yuxin who was not far away, and the latter quickly ran over.
"Now that the army is equipped with firecrackers, you can find a way to get me a few, preferably not all of them!" Zhu Jinghong said slowly.
Although firecrackers have not eliminated bows and arrows, they are no longer a new thing in the military.
Not to mention the Shangzhiqin Military Guard and the Beijing Camp, even the elite armies of the governors in various places are equipped with these things.
When he heard that he was asked to make a firecracker and a different one, Lu Yuxin felt like crying without tears.
He just wanted to have enough qualifications in the Dragon Guard, and then be promoted to an official position to honor his ancestors. He never thought that the first step would be so difficult.
In the past few days of brief contact with Zhu Jinghong, he had caught up with too many mistakes. There was no one in the world who was more difficult than him.
"Thirteenth Master, firecrackers are objects controlled by the military. We are collecting these things..."
Seeing Lu Yuxin's constipated look, Zhu Jinghong waved his hand: "Okay, I'm not asking you to do it in a few days. You can do it in a few months, right?"
"I just borrowed it to read, and then returned it after reading it. It's not a big deal!"
As long as he was thick-skinned, Zhu Jinghong would not feel embarrassed, and the difficult problem would be thrown to Lu Yuxin.
Of course, he didn't just exploit others. He just heard Zhu Jinghong continue to say: "Do things well and I won't treat you badly. When you want to go out, I will go to Fourth Brother to ask for a favor for you and find a job for you." What a job!”
Generally speaking, one's duty in the Dragon Guards is only five years, and one has to be released once the time is up. The quality of one's initial tenure will directly affect one's future promotion.
Therefore, Zhu Jinghong's words were a great encouragement to Lu Yuxin. Even the guards next to him were moved and wanted to take over the job for Lu Yuxin.
"Don't worry, Thirteenth Master. Even if I risk my life, I will find your things for you!"
Seeing Lu Yuxin "risking his life" like this, Zhu Jinghong smiled and patted him on the shoulder, looked around and said: "Look, you said it as if you were going to kill him. If there is nothing you can do, just forget it. I don't have to." No!"
Speaking of this, Zhu Jinghong felt very good and ordered his people to move the target farther away.
"One hundred and thirty steps, do you think... can you hit it?"
Before Lu Yuxin could say anything, a guard next to him said, "The Thirteenth Master has superb shooting skills, no one in the world can match him!"
"Even if it's one hundred and fifty steps, the Thirteenth Master is no problem!"
Even though most of them had never hit the target before, a group of guards still praised them like this, which shows that there is no bottom line for flattery.
Aiming forward again, Zhu Jinghong held his breath, determined the target and released the bow string.
Unfortunately, he still missed the target this time, and even the arrow flew out of the wall.
All the guards shut up. As good as they had praised them just now, they were slapped in the face so quickly now.
"Send someone out to check and don't shoot anyone!" Zhu Jinghong ordered.
Of course, there would be no one outside the racecourse, and the probability of hitting someone was basically zero, but Zhu Jinghong still asked people to go and take a look.
As he continued to practice, on the other side of the wall, Jia Yucun, the magistrate of Yingtian, was standing there in shock.
On the ground thirty centimeters in front of him, there was an arrow stuck in it, and the feathers on its tail were still trembling in the wind.
Jia Yucun broke out in a cold sweat. If he had taken another half step forward, his life would have been sealed here.
"It's so dangerous, so dangerous..."
