Zhu Houzhao came to organize relay race registration, and naturally everyone signed up enthusiastically.

Brother Wen also divided the logistics team, the judging team and the competition team so that everyone can show their talents. Those who don't like to participate in racing can do other things.

After a lot of work, the first relay race in the East Palace officially kicked off. After Brother Wen introduced everyone to the precautions for the relay race, he started to do warm-up exercises with Zhu Houzhao.

The venue has also been arranged. The ground of the palace is not easy to paint on, so a member of the logistics team will stand there every hundred feet to serve as coordinates.

The Ming Dynasty's hundred feet is estimated to be about thirty meters, and Zhu Houzhao's small body can still run.

Brother Wen stretched his legs and feet seriously and asked Zhu Houzhao: "Your Highness is young and cannot run fast. How about we give you fifty feet here?"

When Zhu Houzhao heard, "I can't run fast," he immediately became unhappy. He immediately said, "I don't need you to give in!"

Mrs. Yang:""

Why do you suspect that this little prodigy did it on purpose?

Brother Wen didn't care what others thought. When he heard Zhu Houzhao said there was no need to give in, he immediately nodded and said to his three team members: "Did you hear that? We must respect our opponents and cannot cheat because His Highness is young, otherwise His Highness will be very angry.

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The players responsible for the first three sticks looked at themselves and then at their opponents, feeling that both sides were evenly matched and there was no need to give way.

Anyway, as long as they try their best to pass the baton to the little gentleman, the final victory or defeat will be decided by the prince and the little gentleman!

The contestants actively performed warm-up exercises with Brother Wen, who was in charge of sprinting.

There are really many talents in the East Palace. Not only did they get two light log sticks to use as batons, but they also selected a young chamberlain who was very good at ventriloquism to be responsible for blowing the whistle.

The logistics team was in place, the referee team was in place, and the two groups of contestants were also officially in place. Zhu Houzhao stood at the last baton position, imitating Brother Wen and turning his head to pay attention to the two little waiters waiting on the starting line.

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As soon as the whistle blows, let’s start!

Zhu Houzhao suddenly became excited when he heard the loud whistle.

He watched the little chamberlain on his side running forward, with the wind blowing under his feet. He felt the little heart in his chest was beating loudly, making an inexplicable noise. He saw that the baton was successfully passed to the second person's hand.

, he could not hold back his excitement, and kept shouting: "Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!"

It wasn't until the third person took the baton and ran towards him that he closed his mouth and imitated Brother Wen's gesture of waiting for the baton.

When the round short wooden stick fell into his hand, Zhu Houzhao suddenly found that his side was faster than Brother Wen's. He immediately smiled triumphantly at Brother Wen and began to run forward with all his strength.

.He has never run so fast in his life!

Brother Wen is not worried about the lagging behind of his group. After all, these are people from the East Palace. Those who can run during the registration time will definitely choose the prince's group.

He had already gathered his strength, grabbed the baton and rushed out. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with Zhu Sansui who was running towards the finish line. He passed by Zhu Sansui mercilessly and flew past him.

It's like rushing towards the finish line. It's only a hundred feet away, and it doesn't take more than a few steps!

After Brother Wen finished bullying the child who was three years younger than him, he handed the baton to the logistics team with a natural look on his face, turned around and stood at the finish line and smiled proudly at Zhu Houzhao.

At this moment, Zhu Houzhao's face was red, and he didn't know whether it was because he ran too fast just now, or because he was angry with Brother Wen.

Seeing that Zhu Houzhao was looking angry after losing the race, Brother Wen pretended to be relieved and said: "Oh, if His Highness had just started running immediately after taking over the baton, His Highness and your team might have won."

Who told him to show off triumphantly first? It is very important to run the last leg well!

Zhu Houzhao:""

Hearing what Brother Wen said, Zhu Houzhao became even more angry.

"Come again!"

Zhu Houzhao announced on the spot that the physical education class would be postponed.

Brother Wen ran with him for a few rounds, during which he lost and won. In relay races, there are always accidents. It is possible to fall or lose hands. There are many factors that affect the result.

Seeing that Zhu Houzhao could no longer run, Brother Wen told Zhu Houzhao that he was too tired to continue playing.

After hearing this, Zhu Houzhao agreed "reluctantly".

Then we returned to the room and each held the drinks prepared by the logistics team in advance and started drinking.

After resting enough, Brother Wen leaned on the short table and began to teach Zhu Houzhao.

"Zhi Zang Fu" is actually "Zhi Zang" and "Penal Fu", which means to reward those who have done well and punish those who have done poorly!

Zhuge Liang's passage in "Chu Shi Biao" emphasizes that both inside and outside the palace, the standard of rewards and punishments should be unified. You can't be selfish and reward them too heavily or punish them too lightly just because you are close to someone!

After hearing Brother Wen's explanation, Zhu Houzhao understood.

"If you do bad things in the future, I will punish you severely!"

Zhu Sansui announced this important decision with great momentum.

Brother Wen: “…………”

Why do you look forward to hearing your tone?!

Even if you mean to give me less reward???

Can’t you just hope for something better?!

Brother Wen complained about Zhu Houzhao in his heart, but on his face he could only say, "Yes, that's it."

This is something he taught himself. What can he do? Can he still say, "It's unnecessary for me."

After the two of them replenished their fluids comfortably, they both leaned on the back of the chair in a paralyzed posture, and both let out a sigh of relief.

Brother Wen gave Zhu Houzhao a heads-up, saying that he didn't exercise much at ordinary times and might be sore and sore tomorrow. He could take a bath tonight to feel comfortable and see if he could get some relief.

Zhu Houzhao denied it flatly: "I exercise a lot!"

Brother Wen nodded repeatedly and responded perfunctorily: "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

Zhu Houzhao: “…………”

So angry!

With so much exercise today, Brother Wen stopped arranging calligraphy lessons for Zhu Houzhao. Instead, he asked Zhu Houzhao to personally draw up the rewards and punishments for this small event in the East Palace.

After running so many rounds, did any of the contestants perform particularly well? Did anyone in the logistics team cheat? Did the referee team work hard? Who do you think can add chicken legs or duck legs to dinner, and who doesn’t have chicken legs or duck legs?

Edible?

Zhu Houzhao hummed twice and said to Brother Wen, "You don't have one!"

Brother Wen said slowly and authentically: "I'll have dinner at home, so your highness doesn't need to add chicken drumsticks."

When Zhu Houzhao heard this, he became even more angry.

"You go! You go!"

Zhu Houzhao stood up and kicked the table on the couch hard.

Brother Wen quickly pressed down the short boy who was almost kicked over by Zhu Houzhao with quick eyes and hands, and frowned and looked at Zhu Houzhao in disapproval.

I haven’t finished my drink and snacks, so I shouldn’t waste food!

If the cup and saucer were broken, the palace would have to purchase them at a high price, which would enrich the pockets of many people.

You must know that there have been many official procurement channels since ancient times. It is said that in the later period, an emperor wanted to eat fruit cakes. At that time, the chief food supervisor and the dessert room were all involved, and thousands of gold were spent.

When the emperor found out, he shook his head and laughed: "You can buy a large box of these cakes for five yuan at Goulan Alley on East Chang'an Street."

If a fruit cake can make such a big difference in price, isn't it true that the palace just pays the highest price for the most ordinary things?

After Brother Wen paid attention to the tea, snacks, cups and dishes, which were probably thousands of times cheaper than outside, he looked at Zhu Houzhao after making sure they were all fine.

This kid has a really big temper.

But it’s normal to think about it. Later generations only need grandparents and parents to fight, and the family will be able to get a "little emperor". Zhu Houzhao was a serious prince. With so many people spoiling him, it’s strange that he has a bad temper.

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Brother Wen doesn't like him.

If you let him ignore you now, you won't be able to shout and kill him in the future? This is purely making it more difficult for you to get involved in the officialdom in the future!

Brother Wen asked Zhu Houzhao unhurriedly: "Your Highness, you want me to leave now and never come to the palace again, right?"

Zhu Houzhao was a little angry because he didn't kick the short chair. After hearing Brother Wen's question, he looked up and met Brother Wen's rare serious look.

Zhu Houzhao panicked for no reason, and immediately raised his voice to deny, "I didn't say that!"

He never said that Brother Wen would never enter the palace again!

Brother Wen said: "Your Highness only lost his temper, but didn't explain clearly what I did wrong. Even if I said, 'I know I made a mistake,' I still don't know where I went wrong, and I might do it again next time.

Your Highness, think about it, is your temper gone?"

Zhu Houzhao said nothing.

Brother Wen continued to look at him and said, "Your Highness, you can tell me my mistakes now so that I can correct them."

How could Zhu Houzhao tell it?

He had a great time today, but he lost his temper when Brother Qiwen wanted to leave the palace and stopped playing with him.

Zhu Houzhao thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a reasonable reason.
To be continued...