Zhang Zhou and Zhu Houzhao fought back and forth on a simulated battlefield similar to a chessboard.
Zhu Youtang wanted to listen for a while, so he went in and scolded Zhang Zhou, asking Zhang Zhou to teach his son the contents of the Four Books and Five Classics.
After all, Zhu Youtang is not good at martial arts. Every father's original intention is to hope that his son can be like him.
But when Zhu Youtang discovered that the sandbox drill played by Zhang Zhou and Zhu Houzhao was not just for fun, but also contained various tactical concepts, Zhu Youtang couldn't bear to go in and interrupt.
"...The weather is judged, the dice is rolled, six, it is heavy rain, it is broken, my infantry can only camp!"
"Your Highness, it's such a pity. Although you have surrounded my two men and horses, the weather is not at the right time. With this rain, my cavalry can still move fast. You are not even qualified to catch up with my men and horses for a decisive battle." .”
"well!"
A sigh came from Zhu Youtang.
Because Zhang Zhou initially played with Zhu Houzhao, the scene was relatively small, and the situation was clear to Zhu Youtang. Zhu Youtang also discovered that this was probably his son's best and only chance to win.
As a result, due to the weather, the encirclement that his son had painstakingly arranged failed to trap Zhang Zhou's cavalry...
After this opportunity is over, the rest of Zhang Zhou's troops can quickly detour behind the enemy's rear and capture Zhu Houzhao's unguarded cities one by one.
"It's still too aggressive." Zhu Youtang sighed softly.
"His Majesty?"
Dai Yi was also a little confused when he heard it.
The emperor actually devoted himself to this game like his son, as if he and his son were connected?
What we are seeing in front of us should not be regarded as studying. This should also be played. Aren't fathers here to teach their sons a lesson and let them study hard?
"Your Highness, the three cities behind you have been captured by me. The prince has lost!" Zhang Zhou said with a smile.
Zhu Houzhao was very disciplined when he was playing, but when he lost, he became less disciplined and threw the flag on his hand to the ground: "Zhang, how brave are you to beat me?"
These words almost caused Zhu Youtang, who was hiding on the side, to spit out a mouthful of blood.
I just thought my son had made some progress, but then he did this after losing?
The true colors are revealed!
Zhang Zhou calmly said: "Victory and defeat are common matters for military officers. Don't be arrogant in victory and don't be discouraged in defeat. If the prince cannot even face the most basic victory and defeat calmly, how can he govern the country with the same heart?"
"You...what qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson?" Zhu Houzhao was not convinced, but he was still convinced in his heart.
more importantly……
This game seemed to be interesting only if he played it with Zhang Zhou. He didn't understand many of the rules. How could he expect Liu Jin and the others to play with him?
Don't be like listening to martial arts scripts again, a bunch of nonsense.
Zhu Houzhao is not stupid. He knows very well that Zhang Zhou is not his official and has no obligation to accompany him in the East Palace all day long. At this time, he can only learn to be soft.
"But what you said makes some sense." Zhu Houzhao changed his tone and seemed to be much more humble. "If you play another game with me, I will definitely win this time."
Liu Jin next to him quickly flattered: "Your Highness, this thing was created by Zhang Jieyuan. He must have played with others many times and he is familiar with the tactics. He has only played two games. Your Highness is already much better than the first game." , you almost surrounded and annihilated his troops."
Zhu Houzhao has a strong sense of victory and defeat, and he doesn't like others to flatter him at inappropriate times.
If I win, I'll be happy if you flatter me.
Now that I am losing, if you tell me that losing is less than winning, I want to stick the sole of my shoe in your face.
"Bah! You are blind, and you don't even look at it. He gave me nearly twice as many men and horses, but I still lost! Is the difference in strength just a little bit?" Zhu Houzhao is quite sensible. , knowing that his tactics were used improperly.
Zhu Youtang, who was not far away, felt instantly more comfortable after hearing this.
Not only did his son learn to be courteous to the virtuous corporal, but he also learned to assess the situation. He actually understood that Zhang Zhou still gave way to him in terms of paper strength.
But in the actual "battlefield", Zhang Zhou played seriously with Zhu Houzhao, which made Zhu Houzhao realize that he could win the game without relying on the majesty of the prince.
You have to rely on your own strength.
Zhang Zhou said: "Your Highness, what I am simulating is exactly the battlefield in the northwest of the Ming Dynasty."
Zhu Houzhao said: "How to say?"
Zhang Zhou pointed to the sand table: "Prince, please look here. It can be regarded as Datong Town. This side is Xuanfu, and the pass next to it is our border pass of Ming Dynasty."
Not only Zhu Houzhao and a group of eunuchs around him were looking at him, but even Zhu Youtang couldn't help but take a look.
Although the Ming Dynasty's map drawing was not very accurate, judging from the terrain and orientation, Zhu Youtang knew very well that Zhang Zhou was not lying.
Zhang Zhou continued: "I am simulating the Tatar side, because my main troops are light cavalry, which travel quickly and have higher combat effectiveness than infantry. The goal is not to capture cities and seize territory, but to quickly rush in and seize territory everywhere. Will the fortresses, villages, and places where the prince has stationed many supplies and supplies also be cleared by me one by one?"
Zhu Houzhao suddenly said: "I understand, the Tatars just like to come to our Ming Dynasty to plunder the border areas. They rely on the speed of their own horses. Even if their number of soldiers and horses is not large, it is difficult to encircle them. It is really nerve-wracking." ah."
These words made Zhu Youtang look at him with admiration.
The simplest truth is that this is not a profound strategy for ordinary soldiers, but for a child who is only eight years old, he can understand this level without being specially taught. It is rare.
Zhu Youtang didn't even know that his son was really good at this.
Zhu Houzhao was a king who advocated martial arts since he was a child.
It was precisely because Zhang Zhou was familiar with history that he took advantage of the fact that Zhu Houzhao was still a naughty child and prescribed the right medicine to suit his needs.
Zhang Zhou said: "His Royal Highness, most of the people on the side of the Crown Prince are heavy cavalry and infantry. They move very slowly, and are more affected by the favorable weather and location. Just like before, the Crown Prince had a chance to form an encirclement on my advancing troops, but because of the unfavorable weather, factors, it cannot be completed.”
"Hey." Zhu Houzhao's little eyes were shining, "Let's do it again, I will definitely win next time."
Zhang Zhou nodded and said: "Your Highness, in the next game, we will add the option of recruiting soldiers. All soldiers, horses, food and grass need to be recruited by ourselves, which will increase the resource settings."
What Zhang Zhou wanted to play for Zhu Houzhao was a strategy simulation game.
But after all, the conditions are limited, which requires the person who set up the game to explain it more, and then multiple people to play with it, and there are also referees... Probably only in the palace, where there are so many people who can take orders, can the game be arranged The scene of this kind of game is supported.
"Then tell me, how to recruit troops?" Zhu Houzhao refused to admit defeat.
Anyway, the basic conditions were similar, and he still had an advantage. This game was so fun, and it suited his martial appetite. He was more interested in listening to Zhang Zhou's rules.
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Just before the game started, Zhu Youtang finally walked out.
Originally, Zhu Youtang wanted to hide for a while, but after all, his arrival was gradually discovered by the regular servants of the East Palace. In the end, even Zhu Houzhao and Zhang Zhou followed the gaze of the servants and discovered him.
"Father!"
Zhu Houzhao was usually fearless, but seeing his father, he felt a bit like a chicken seeing an eagle.
I don’t know if he’s just pretending, but at least on the surface, he looks much more well-behaved.
"Your Majesty, Zhang Zhou, is here to see you."
Zhu Youtang smiled and nodded: "Prince, Zhang Qing's family, what are you doing?"
Although he had been peeking for a long time, he still pretended that he had just arrived.
Zhu Houzhao said excitedly: "Father, Zhang Qing's family made this for me. It is called a sand table for military exercises. You can simulate fighting on it and divide it into different arms. Now that I have just learned, there are only light cavalry and heavy cavalry." There are three types of infantry and infantry. It is said that there are many more types of troops, including those necessary to capture cities and territories, and you can also add general options..."
Zhu Houzhao looked excited, thinking that his father also liked this game as much as he did, and was actively promoting it.
But Zhu Youtang suddenly said with a straight face: "Didn't I tell you to study hard?"
"..."
Zhu Houzhao was startled.
It turns out that dad doesn't like it... why waste your son's saliva?
Zhang Zhou said: "Your Majesty, I have neglected my duty and failed to tutor the prince in his studies."
"No, this has nothing to do with you."
When Zhu Houzhao heard that Zhang Zhou was admitting his mistake, he thought to himself, you bastard, you thought I couldn’t tell that you didn’t want to play with me anymore, so you deliberately told your father that you didn’t teach me well and wanted my father to kick you out. ?
Not that easy.
"Father, you must not wrong me, nor Zhang Qing's family. My son first memorized all the meanings of the classics before he came out. I also studied the Analects of Confucius. If my father doesn't believe it, let me know." Take it out and show it to your father!"
With that said, Zhu Houzhao quickly waved his hands to Liu Jin and others.
Liu Jin also hurriedly handed over the homework that Zhu Houzhao had memorized before to the emperor.
Zhu Youtang lowered his head and looked at the handwriting on the rice paper...it was crooked, and it was indeed his son's handwriting.
"Did you memorize this?" Zhu Youtang was a little surprised when he read it. There were two pages full of calligraphy.
After all, the prince has been giving lectures for less than a year, and the lecturer in the East Palace will not give too much homework now. Zhu Youtang did a little calculation, and in normal times, it is probably enough for this brat to do two or three days of homework, right?
Zhu Houzhao said: "Yes, I memorized it first and then wrote it down silently. If you don't believe it, you can ask Zhang Qing's family."
Zhu Youtang looked relieved when he heard this, even a little happy.
He didn't even have to ask.
Not to mention that these were memorized, even if the son copied them, he, as a father, would feel satisfied.
When had you ever seen your son study so hard before?
Zhang Zhou said: "It is true that the prince memorized it, but there are still mistakes in it. The prince should correct it in time."
"Bingkuan." Zhu Youtang put down his son's homework and said with a smile, "If the prince makes any mistakes, you will come to correct him from time to time and teach him well. I also hope that he will become a wise king in the future."
Zhu Houzhao wrinkled his nose: "My father is in his prime, why are you talking about this? I just want to be a good minister of the Ming Dynasty under the wise leadership of my father."
Zhu Youtang said with a straight face: "You will be responsible for the country and the country sooner or later. But you must study hard... I have other things to do, you guys... continue."
"Father, are you letting your son play with this?" Zhu Houzhao grinned, with indescribable joy on his face.
It seems that his father has never recognized him so much.
Zhu Youtang smiled and touched his son's head and said: "I'm not unreasonable. As long as you study hard and play appropriately, I won't punish you. And I think... this sand table exercise is quite interesting. Study hard!" "
"My son, I obey the decree." Zhu Houzhao jumped up.
Being able to have fun and be recognized by his father is also a great sense of accomplishment for Zhu Houzhao.
