Chen Jingke got up extra early that day, earlier than usual.
After less than a lap around the yard, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Xiongying also arrived one after another.
After a simple salute, the three of them ran a few laps together and then performed Tai Chi.
As early as ten days ago, Zhu Yuanzhang joined them and exercised with them whenever he had nothing to do.
At first, Chen Jingke was very reserved, but as time went by, he gradually got used to it.
Lao Zhu is very talkative when not angry and has no airs.
Of course, just because he's nice to you doesn't mean you can slap him in the face.
The etiquette between monarch and minister must never be abolished.
Chen Jingke always abides by etiquette and never breaks the rules.
After practicing the exercises, all three of them were covered in sweat. They rested for a while and then started eating.
Breakfast is as simple as ever, steamed buns, white porridge and a plate of pickles.
"Today is the first day of classes in the main hall. Jing Ke, you should go too and get to know the gentlemen."
Chen Jingke swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "Yes, I will go there with my grandson."
Before, he was a little worried about going if he wanted to, and whether he would annoy his husband if he didn't want to go.
With Ye Dui as the main speaker, this hidden worry disappeared.
Zhu Yuanzhang didn't speak any more. He finished the food silently, got up and left.
This is his habit. After exercising and eating, he goes to morning.
Chen Jingke and Zhu Xiongying finished the rest of the meal, packed up and headed to the Dashan Hall.
Today is the first day that the main hall reopens, and they have to arrive early out of etiquette.
Walking through the corridor to the Dashan Hall, as soon as I approached the main hall, I heard someone shouting in the distance:
"Hero."
Zhu Xiongying said happily: "Uncle Twelve, I knew you would come here early."
Chen Jingke also knew the visitor. He was Zhu Yuanzhang's twelfth son, Zhu Bai, who was only eleven years old this year.
"See King Xiang."
Zhu Bai was very polite to him: "Mr. Chen, no courtesy."
Then he said to Zhu Xiongying: "Haha, we thought of going together. I also guessed that you would arrive first."
"Yesterday at the canonization ceremony, you were so majestic, haha."
Zhu Xiongying chuckled and said, "Yeah, I think so too."
Zhu Bai came closer and said, "If I encounter trouble in the future, you will have to help me."
Zhu Xiongying patted his chest: "Uncle Twelve, don't worry, I'll be with you in everything."
"I can rest assured that."
Chen Jingke stayed by the side and remained silent.
He didn't know much about Zhu Yuanzhang's sons, and he only knew a little more about the older ones.
I only learned about Zhu Bai after time travel, so I don’t know what he did in his previous life.
Through the few contacts he had, he found that this man was very cheerful and had no airs.
Zhu Xiongying also often mentioned him. Although there was a three-year age difference and a gap in seniority, he was a good friend who shared the same ideals.
Before Chen Jingke appeared, the two of them had the best time.
After waiting for a while at the entrance of the main hall, the rest of the people arrived one after another.
There are five or six Wuyangyangs, the eldest is fourteen or fifteen years old, and the youngest is only five or six years old. They are all princes of the Ming Dynasty wearing brocade.
Seeing Zhu Xiongying, everyone came up to salute.
"See your grandson."
With a smile on his face, Zhu Xiongying greeted each one one by one: "Uncle Eighth, Uncle Ten, Uncle Eleven..."
Chen Jingke just bowed and continued to follow silently, looking at the princes.
He has never met most of these people, and he doesn't know their personalities.
But it doesn't matter, with Zhu Xiongying and Ye Dui here, they are not afraid of being offended.
Two of these people left a deeper impression on him.
One is the eleventh son of the emperor, King Zhu Chun of Shu. He is only eleven years old, but he is gentle and elegant.
One is the emperor's thirteenth son, King Zhu Gui of Yu. He is only eight years old, but his face is full of anger.
The first thing he said to Zhu Xiongying was: "Why do you open a big hall like this? It makes me unable to sleep well."
Although he didn't say it explicitly, everyone could hear the accusation against Zhu Xiongying in his words.
The older princes frowned and moved slightly away from him.
The young one didn't realize the problem yet, so he stood there stupidly, and even felt in his heart that he was right.
Zhu Bai, who had the best relationship with Zhu Xiongying, scolded with anger on his face:
"Shut up, your grandson is the king. Don't blame me for punishing you for disrespecting your elders."
Zhu Gui's face was full of dissatisfaction, but he seemed a little afraid of this brother. He muttered a few words and did not dare to speak.
Chen Jingke shook his head secretly. He is older at the age of three and older at the age of eight. If this person does not undergo a big change, he will most likely be a disaster in the future.
Stay away from it in the future.
With Zhu Bai standing up, no one dares to be disrespectful.
After all, he was born into a royal family and could feel the class differences more than ordinary people.
In the past, Zhu Xiongying was just their junior, but now it's different.
The Lord of Heaven and Earth is a personal teacher, a monarch and a minister before uncles and nephews. Anyone who dares to be disrespectful to him will be punished.
Soon several more people arrived, the oldest one was eighteen or nineteen years old, and the youngest one was eleven or twelve years old.
They are all wearing gorgeous clothes and robes, and they are all the sons of high officials.
Chen Jingke didn't know any of these people, but after they introduced themselves, his eyes focused on two people.
A boy of eleven or twelve years old.
Xu Zengshou.
Xu Da's son was the hero of Jingnan.
There are two dukes in the Xu family, and one of the dukes was earned by him.
The other one is even more famous, Li Jinglong, the first generation 'God of War' in the Ming Dynasty.
At this time, he was eighteen or nineteen years old. He looked majestic and powerful, and he looked like a general at first glance.
However, Chen Jingke knew that this person was not as good as Zhao Kuo and Ma Su.
Zhao Kuo and Ma Su had no experience in leading troops independently for the first time, so it was understandable that they lost.
Li Jinglong had been fighting for several years without making any progress, and he had destroyed hundreds of thousands of Zhu Yunwen's troops.
His defeat was not because his opponent was too strong, but because he was too stupid.
You must know that it took Zhu Di four years to launch the Jingnan Campaign to reach Nanjing.
During this period, Li Jinglong changed his opponents several times, and no matter who he fought, he always lost.
The first idiot is worthy of his name.
It's really a waste of all this good skin.
Chen Jingke has always kept a low profile and always stood behind Zhu Xiongying.
But he still saw that many of the ministers' sons looked at him with disdain.
But no one was stupid enough to humiliate Zhu Xiongying in front of him.
After a while, Ye Dui arrived with Ye Yunliu.
Zhu Xiongying led everyone to salute him.
After Ye Dui returned the gift, he ordered someone to open the main door of the main hall.
A very spacious room filled with chairs and benches.
First, everyone was assigned seats, and Zhu Xiongying naturally sat in the middle of the first row.
Originally, Ye Dui wanted Chen Jingke to sit in the front row. He had already thought of the reasons, so Taisun's reading companion naturally had to sit next to him.
But he was rejected by Chen Jingke. He didn't want to be so conspicuous.
Ye Dui thought of Zhu Yuanzhang's instructions and let him sit in the last row without forcing him.
After arranging these chores, the first class officially began.
