After the Holy Birthday Festival, Zhu Jinghong's life returned to normal.
In addition to eating and drinking every day, I have to go to Wenhua Hall to listen to classes in the morning, and free time is in the afternoon.
When he went to Shanglin Garden a few days ago, Zhu Jinghong was ordered to go, otherwise he would not be able to get out of the palace.
Today, three days have passed since the last time he left the palace, and everything has become extremely boring.
"Thirteenth Master, the Analects of Confucius Zihan... have you memorized it?" Liu Qingyi, the lecturer, asked calmly.
This person is a bachelor's degree lecturer. He is about fifty years old. Most of the princes are his students, even the sixth son Zhu Jingyuan is no exception.
"Zi rarely talks about profit, fate and benevolence..."
Zhu Jinghong recited it without emotion, he really recited it for the sake of reciting it, which made Liu Qingyi's face twitch.
He couldn't understand why such an interesting article and such profound truth could not be liked by the person in front of him.
"If you don't think about it, how far away can you be!"
After hearing Zhu Jinghong recite the last sentence, Liu Qingyi looked extremely ugly, and then asked: "Does Thirteenth Master know the meaning of this article?"
"Xueshi Liu...my father only told me to memorize it, but he didn't tell me to understand it!" Zhu Jinghong said casually.
Zhu Jingchun and Zhu Jingchun were envious of his "brave" appearance. They did not dare to stand up to their husband like this.
As long as Liu Qingyi snitches, they will suffer a serious crime.
Looking at Zhu Jinghong who looked indifferent, Liu Qingyi suddenly smiled and said: "I forgot to tell the Thirteenth Master something. Yesterday, His Majesty ordered someone to pass on the oral instructions. In the next two days, I will test the knowledge of several His Highnesses!"
"What?" Zhu Jinghong couldn't sit still.
She had been angry with Zhu Jinghong all these years, and seeing him in a panic now, Liu Qingyi felt much better.
While Liu Qingyi was waiting, Zhu Jinghong asked for advice, but he heard the latter say: "The last time I was tested by the old man was in March this year... I was given twenty sticks at that time, but it was not a big deal!"
You can never spur someone who behaves badly. Zhu Jinghong has this kind of virtue now, which makes Liu Qingyi's mood suddenly fall to the bottom.
"Xueshi Liu...it's almost time, so I'll go back first!"
Watching Zhu Jinghong pack his things and leave, Liu Qingyi was so angry that he couldn't do anything at the moment.
People are not even afraid of the imperial staff, so what else can Liu Qingyi do.
"Your Highnesses, don't you care about the exam tomorrow?"
Looking at Zhu Jingchun and Zhu Jingchun, Liu Qingyi's tone was extremely unkind. At this moment, he could only pinch these two soft persimmons.
The two brothers were really afraid that Liu Qingyi would file a lawsuit, so they immediately picked up the book and started reading. They were completely obedient and good students.
Let's say that Zhu Jinghong left the Wenhua Palace and soon arrived at Chengmingyuan, where he saw Jiang Yinchun and others waiting outside.
Seeing Zhu Jinghong appear, the group of people immediately came over to greet him.
"Thirteenth Master, I'm so lucky to have lived up to my destiny... before the twelfth lunar month, I wrote out the information!"
Seeing everyone presenting memorials one after another, Zhu Jinghong took a book at random, and when he opened it, he was surprised at first sight.
These generals look rough, but the characters they write are evenly sized and well structured. Although they are not calligraphy works, they look pleasing to the eye.
"It seems that I have to practice calligraphy... I will be able to write letters or comment on chapter memorials in the future so that I can be good at it!"
With these thoughts in mind, Zhu Jinghong began to read the contents carefully.
After about a few minutes, Zhu Jinghong put together the memorial and said, "I can see... you all put your heart into it!"
Surrounded by everyone, Zhu Jinghong slowly walked towards the dormitory, with a slight voice, "I will hand over the memorial in a moment. If the Holy One summons you in the next two days, you must respond properly when asking questions!"
After bending his waist and following Zhu Jinghong, Jiang Yinchun replied on behalf of everyone: "Don't worry, Thirteenth Master, I know what I know!"
"This errand can be completed without your benefit. Now I only have one request!"
"Please give me the Thirteenth Master's orders!" Everyone responded.
"Generals and soldiers who participated in the training last time, you must restrain them. These people will be the next instructors and are the key pillars for getting the job done!"
"I understand!"
"Um!"
When he reached the steps, he turned around and looked at the people below. Zhu Jinghong said in a deep voice: "You go back first and wait for the order!"
"Your Majesty, please leave!"
After everyone left, Zhu Jinghong came to the study and read all the memorials carefully.
After he had some sense of proportion in his mind, he took Zuoshu out of Qianqing Palace and walked all the way towards Qianqing Palace.
Arriving outside Qianqing Gate, there were more than a dozen officials waiting for summons.
Seeing Zhu Jinghong directly enter the palace gate, most of the people were surprised, but they quickly guessed Zhu Jinghong's identity.
Now that the year is approaching, high-ranking local civil and military officials are coming to Beijing to report on their duties. It is normal for these people not to recognize Zhu Jinghong.
Let's say that Zhu Jinghong came outside Qianqing Palace and asked who was being summoned inside. He went into the palace and found a place to sit down, and someone immediately brought tea and snacks.
"Who's in there and how long?"
"Reporting to the Thirteenth Master, this is the Commander-in-Chief of the Rear Army Governor's Mansion, Deng Youquan, the current Commander-in-Chief of the Qinghai Xingdu Commandery!"
"When will he come out!"
"This...servant can't tell for sure!"
The emperor summoned him, but it was indeed uncertain. Zhu Jinghong waited for more than 20 minutes before he saw someone coming out of Nuan Pavilion.
Logically speaking, the summons should be made in order, but now that Zhu Jinghong was in the store, the eunuch responsible for summoning did not speak, which shows that this person is very sensible.
After straightening his sleeves, Zhu Jinghong walked towards Nuange. There was an eunuch in front of him to guide the way.
"Your Majesty, the Thirteenth Master wants to see you!"
"Tell him to get out... This bastard has turned upside down. Who asked him to come here?" Zhu Xianming said in a bad tone.
He already knew about Zhu Yunsheng's riding, and the emperor was furious. He called Zhu Jinghong and scolded him severely, and also whipped him twice.
Of course, if Zhu Yunsheng was injured while riding, it would be more than just two whips.
"Dad... my son has something serious to report, which is related to the stability of our country and the country of the Ming Dynasty!"
After saying this, Zhu Jinghong walked into the hall.
Zhu Xianming was about to scold him, but when he saw the memorial in Zhu Jinghong's arms, he was stunned.
What kind of trick is this?
"What did you get?"
"Dad, the generals who participated in the military parade thought that the method of military training was of great benefit, so they wrote these memorials. I hope my son will submit them to my father for review!"
While saying this, Zhu Jinghong walked to the side of the imperial case and placed more than a dozen memorials in front of the emperor.
Picking up a book at random, Zhu Xianming opened it and said, "Really? Do they want to write it, or do you let them write it?"
"Dad...you know everything!"
Although he was surprised on the surface, from beginning to end, Zhu Jinghong never thought that he could hide it from the emperor.
After all, he couldn't really find an uninhabited place and gather these people together to plot something. That would be too taboo.
Warn them that whatever they say to the outside world is just to silence other people.
"Can you hide it from me?"
"How dare my son hide this from you!"
Zhu Xianming himself also has thoughts on the application of military training methods in actual combat.
After on-site observation, he did not think that such an idea was child's play, so he was reading the memorial very seriously at the moment.
Although these young people's writing style is immature, their enthusiasm between the lines makes Zhu Xianming very satisfied. This is the future of the Ming Dynasty's army.
After reading it, Zhu Xianming turned to look at Zhu Jinghong aside and asked, "Have you read all of this?"
"I've seen it all!"
"Then what are your plans?"
(End of chapter)
