Hua Houwei also wanted to get some money to spend first, but when he thought about time, he shook his head: "Let's go do business first. Master is really kind to us. If we eat and drink first, I feel a bit sorry for him."

Zhu Houzhao nodded reluctantly, looked at the delicious food on the street tangledly, and said sadly: "Okay, then I will listen to you. Liu Jin! Don't go shopping yet!"

Liu Jin was helpless. The prince was good at everything, but this kid had such a bad temper. Compared with His Highness, ugh! He had no choice but to turn around and go straight to the pastry shop.

After a while, Liu Jin came back with a four-color gift box, and Wang Zhi also appeared on Qianmen Street.

After the four people gathered together, Wang Zhi directly took Ma Hua Houwei and put it on his neck. Hua Houwei looked down at the crowds of people coming and going on Qianmen Street comfortably. Zhu Houzhao looked at Hua Houwei enviously, and Liu Jin knelt down: "Master,

You come up too!"

Zhu Houzhao shook his head: "Forget it, I can still walk. Liu Banban, you can't compare to Wang Zhi, but your loyalty is not bad; I can't compare to my brother, I am stronger than him!"

"Brother, Ming, you will get up early too, and we will practice boxing together. Who will be strong in the future is still uncertain!" Hua Houwei said leisurely on Wang Zhi's shoulder, and towards Zhu Houzhao, Hua Houwei's feelings for Zhu Houzhao became more and more complicated. At first, he just wanted to

Shifting the blame, my feelings gradually deepened, and I gradually realized that I really regarded Zhu Houzhao as my own brother. Moreover, Zhu Houzhao's many advantages were also highlighted. He was sincere, filial, and flexible in mind. The most important thing was,

Don't be greedy for enjoyment, exercise is very exciting.

Sure enough, Zhu Houzhao became interested: "Brother, what are you practicing... Oh, it's useless to ask you. Wang Banban, can you teach me?"

Wang Zhi smiled: "Sir, as long as you are willing to learn, what am I not willing to teach, Lao Wang? Liu Jin, you come too. My safety is all on you, what can I do if I don't have any ideas or skills?"

Liu Jin was also very happy. This was the former Governor of the West Factory! He had fought in and out of an army of thousands of horses. He could learn a few moves. Maybe after the crown prince ascended the throne, he could make a Governor of the East Factory.

Dangdang! Then he said diligently: "Eunuch Wang, can even a young child learn? Isn't it too late?"

"It's okay, as long as you practice hard, you won't be able to succeed. You are not a martial arts leader, just have three axes." Hua Houwei explained carelessly that Li Cunyi, a master of Xingyiquan, practiced Xingyiquan in his thirties.

Prevent him from becoming a master.

The four of them were talking and laughing all the way, and arrived at Wang Hua's house unknowingly. The concierge asked about their origins, and Zhu Houzhao threw his jade pendant on the table and said, "Show this to the teacher!"

The concierge did not dare to neglect and immediately ran in to report. After a while, a vigorous young man came out to greet Wang Hua. Hua Houwei pulled Zhu Houzhao, and the two of them bowed to the ground: "Well, teacher!"

Wang Hua hurriedly asked his son to return the gift: "Bo'an, greet the prince and His Highness for me. Prince, Your Highness, this is the dog Shouren."

Wang Shouren? Thirteen Incenses? Oh, wrong, Wang Shouyi Thirteen Incenses. Why are they so familiar? Hua Houwei thought hard and finally found relevant records in his few historical memories. This is Wang Yangming!

Holy shit! The last saint of Confucianism, one of the most admired Chinese people in Japan, a superhuman being with superb civil and military skills!

Wang Shouren looked at Hua Houwei strangely. His Highness was so strange. Why was he always staring at him? His eyes were weird, as if a pervert was staring at a beautiful woman. Oh, this metaphor is inappropriate. Anyway, it was quite strange. Wang Shouren had one ear.

They are all about legends about Hua Houwei, some from his father and some from the streets. Wang Shouren also has a copy of "Journey to the West", and I am fascinated by the weirdness and weirdness in it.

Now I saw a real person, a pink and tender boy who looked like a cute child. There was nothing strange about him, but his eyes were strange. Wang Hua pointed at the room with a trembling hand: "Come on, let's go in and talk."

The group of people entered the room, and the guests and hosts took their seats. Regardless of etiquette, Hua Houwei ran directly to Wang Hua, stretched out his hand to touch Wang Hua's forehead: "Master, you don't have a fever! Do you have a headache?"

Wang Hua loved Hua Houwei the most, and in Wang Hua's eyes, his recklessness was a sign of pure filial piety. "Your Highness, you are fine. It's just that you are weak, dizzy and can't attend classes, which has delayed your Highness's studies.

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"Hey, what does that mean? People are always important, and only those who have everything have everything. Master, let me tell you, there is no cure for this cold. You can only sleep more, and it will be fine."

Wang Shouren was stunned and couldn't help asking: "Your Highness, sacrificing one's life for righteousness is the most important thing. Why is talent the most important?"

Hua Houwei smiled and stopped Wang Hua from scolding his son: "Master, I will discuss it with my senior brother. Senior brother, it is true to sacrifice one's life for righteousness, but that is an extreme situation. If they all sacrifice one's life for righteousness, who will grow food? Who will defend the territory? No one has any left.

A country? If you save people and lose land, you will eventually get it back. If you save land and lose people, you will have nothing."

Wang Hua tasted it carefully and shouted loudly: "Your Highness, great talk! Save people and lose land, save land and lose people, how wonderful!"

Could it be bad? This is the core of "On Protracted War". How can a great man's judgment not be subtle? Wang Shouren murmured and repeated this sentence, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Zhu Houzhao was not interested in these, and he could not forget the roast chicken on Qianmen Street... Listening to the endless talk of several people, he felt bored: "Teacher, we have to go to Chongwenmen Sanxin Company later, so I won't bother you more."

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Wang Hua nodded: "Okay, it's just a minor illness in the first place, and I'm still bothering the prince. Your Highness comes to see it, and I feel uneasy. Your Highness, Prince, please help yourself."

Hua Houwei smiled: "Senior brother, come with me. This Sanxin Company is new and has something to offer."

Wang Shouren looked at Wang Hua. Of course Wang Hua was happy for his son to get close to the prince and his highness, and nodded lightly. Then Wang Shouren said: "Then I will follow your highness."

After leaving Wang Hua's house, several people walked towards Sanxin Company. On the way, Wang Shouren pulled Hua Houwei and kept asking questions: "Your Highness, I am very interested in the copyright you mentioned. Why do you want to set a time limit of sixty years?"

Hua Houwei thought to himself, how do I know? This is what the country has decided. So he started to make excuses: "Brother, one year is basically a person's life span. This book actually means that people can inherit one generation. Too long will easily breed arrogance and extravagance.

Desire. The main purpose is to encourage scholars and at the same time emancipate their minds, so that everyone in Ming Dynasty can be like a dragon!"

Wang Shouren's eyes shone: "Everyone is like a dragon? Your Highness, if that time comes, the rule of Yao and Shun will not be far away."

Hua Houwei shook his head: "Brother, I don't agree with this. What is the rule of Yao and Shun? It's all nonsense. Don't be angry first. People are selfish. How can there be so many people who are selfless? No one has seen the rule of the Three Generations.
Chapter completed!