"The heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, and the universe is vast and vast. The sun and the moon are full of brightness, and the Chen is standing in Zhang. Cold and heat are coming and going, autumn harvest is harvested and winter is hidden. The leap year is coming and going, and the lunar calendar is adjusted to the sun. The clouds rise and the dew is formed into frost. Gold produces Lishui, and jade comes out of Kungang..."

Seeing that the other princes and princesses picked up the books and read them loudly, Zhu Chenhao also pretended to pick up a book "Thousand Characters" and started reading it.

Well, thank you Lao Yue for his memory, so that he can understand what is written in the book.

While reading "Thousand Characters" and looking at the entrance of Wenhua Palace with his eyes, Zhu Chenhao wanted to see who could scare a group of princesses into such a look.

It was an old man wearing a scarlet official robe, about fifty or sixty years old, with a slightly gray hair, with a stern face and expressionless face swept across the princes and princesses reading aloud, giving people a sense of old-fashionedness and sternness.

"No wonder I can control these princes and princesses. It turns out that they are a fourth-rank senior official."

Zhu Chenhao saw Yun Yan on the old man's scorching official uniform, combined with the poor and pitiful historical knowledge in his mind, and came to such a conclusion in his heart.

Of course, he also knew very well that it was not the old man in front of him who could suppress the prince and princesses, but the emperor.

A fourth-rank civil servant definitely has the right to face a saint. If the old man sued him, they would probably be even more displeased, who had no status in the emperor's mind.

What's more, in the Ming Dynasty, especially in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the combat effectiveness of civil servants was very strong. Not to mention a group of underage princes and princesses who were not valued, even the emperor still argued. Some awesome even dared to point at the emperor's nose and scold them, and took pride in his advice to death.

Such a tough civil servant, these underage little princes and princesses, are not afraid, not respectful, or fearless!

The old man didn't say much when he came to Wenhua Palace. He just stroked his beard and looked sternly, and walked around seriously, just like a teacher who was in the early reading of the post in his previous life.

The princes and princesses of the Ming Dynasty were very miserable. They didn't say anything when they got up at five o'clock in the morning, and read for two hours in the morning, and then they had to go to the queen and the queen mother to pay their respects.

The prince and the princess were bothering, and Zhu Chenhao was even more miserable.

Because after paying homage, other princesses can still go to their mother's place to have a meal.

Where is Zhu Wushi's mother? What is the situation now?

Zhu Chenhao didn't dare to ask, so he had to let the eunuch make arrangements for himself.

Don’t ask, ask, “You are not feeling well today, just do it!”

Food and other things were brought by the eunuch at the imperial kitchen. The simple four dishes and one soup cannot be said to be rich or simple.

Does it taste?

True!

After all, Zhu Chenhao is just an unpopular prince, and he can't starve to death. Do you really expect a special imperial chef to clean up the delicacies for him?

In addition, the seasonings in ancient times were not only small, but also expensive. In addition to cooking for the imperial kitchens, the chefs were more likely to cook for the emperor and the queen, and the others were just like that.

Don’t blame the chefs in the imperial kitchen for being snobbish, but the interior of the palace is really complicated and the hearts of people are even more complicated.

After breakfast, Zhu Chenhao and his personal eunuch came to Wenhua Hall again and sat there, seemingly closing their eyes to rest, but in fact they were eavesdropping on the whispers of the princes and princesses around them.

Don't blame him for being useless, he is also helpless.

Without inheriting the original owner's memory, he could only take every step in this complex palace and protect himself carefully.

Of course, he did not spend all his time on eavesdropping, and he spent more time thinking about the Huashan School martial arts in his mind.

Jinyan Gong is a light skill. The place is too small and cannot be used, so I won’t consider it for the time being.

Xiyi's sword technique and the Deathly Chain Three Immortal Swords require a long sword to be used, so he now devotes his main energy to Hunyuan Gong.

Although Hunyuan Gong emphasizes the use of the outside to the inside, it does not practice martial arts horizontally. Instead, it transports people's qi and blood through standing and boxing, refining essence into qi, and transforming essence into internal qi of warriors.

Zhu Chenhao was thinking about Hunyuan Gong's method of standing in his mind, and he was eager to try it. Seeing that there was no one around and it was still early before class, he couldn't help but try it.

The upper body is as usual, but the lower body leaves the stool, like riding a horse, grabbing the ground with both feet and shaking the limbs through special techniques.

This is the method of standing in Hunyuan Gong, called Hunyuan Pile.

Zhu Chenhao was just curious to try it, but he didn't know that it wasn't long before he stood there when he felt a heat current rising from his limbs, making him warm and very comfortable.

"Yes, my mother is really powerful. In just a while, Hunyuan Pile was introduced."

Zhu Chenhao didn't think much about the entry into Hunyuan Pile, but he just felt that Lao Yue's cultivation experience was really useful. Before the time for half a cup of tea, he felt the existence of his internal energy.

That's right, the heat flow that Zhu Chenhao felt before was the legendary internal energy.

As long as he can control his internal energy, he will be a warrior, although he is only a warrior who is not a good man.

"Gugu!"

Just as Zhu Chenhao was happy, he suddenly felt very hungry and even his stomach was "gurgling", forcing him to suspend the practice of Hunyuan Pile.

"No wonder they say that they are poor, civil and wealthy. After just eating, the Hunyuan stake that has been practiced for less than a while has left their stomachs empty. If they really let go of their practice, they would probably be able to eat a cow in a day, which would be strange if ordinary people can bear it."

Zhu Chenhao rubbed his stomach and thought helplessly.

When warriors start to practice, they all refine essence into qi.

Where does the essence come from?

It's not the grains that you usually have.

Therefore, if you want to practice martial arts, the prerequisite is to have enough food.

I can’t even eat enough, so what kind of martial arts can I practice?

Zhu Chenhao had no choice but to look around, and could only endure hunger in his stomach and wait for the teacher to arrive.

About half an hour later, a young official wearing a green oriole-embroidered official uniform walked in.

This man was about thirty years old, with a jade-like face and a handsome and extraordinary appearance. He walked to the lesson plan with a book of "The Analects of Confucius" and bowed to the princes and princesses below, saying, "Huang Shichu has met your highness. Today, the officials told you about the first chapter of "The Analects of Confucius" to your highness. This is the study of the saints. I hope your highness will study it carefully."

"The Master said: Isn't it a saying to learn and practice it from time to time? Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar? People don't know and don't be angry, aren't they a gentleman?"

"A Master said: It is rare for a man to be a filial piety and brother, but he likes to offend the superiors; it is never possible for a man to be aware of the superiors and he likes to cause chaos. A gentleman is concerned about the foundation, and the foundation is established and the Tao is born. Those who are filial piety and brother, are they the foundation of benevolence?"

"Zengzi said: I examine myself three times a day. Are you unfaithful when you plan for others? Are you unfaithful when you make friends but don't believe in them? Are you unfaithful when you pass on them?"

"The Master said: The country of thousands of vehicles should be respectful and trustworthy, and be loyal to others with utmost importance, so that the people can be kept in time..."

This young official named Huang Shichu took everyone to read the first chapter of "The Analects of Confucius" several times, explaining the true meaning of it one by one, and finally said: "Today's course is about this. In the remaining time, please copy the content you have learned today three times and attach your own insights. The emperor will send the best articles to His Majesty for review."

When he heard Huang Shichu's words, some prince was disdainful and some prince was eager to try, but only Zhu Chenhao was stunned.

He looked at the four treasures of the study on the desk and felt that there were two villains quarreling in his mind.

Brain: You know, write it quickly.

Hand: I don't know!

Brain: This homework is very simple, just write it casually.

Hand: I don't know!

Brain: You really know it!

Hand: I really don’t know!

Brain: You fucked it, you don’t know where?

Hand: I can’t write calligraphy!

Brain:...

Zhu Chenhao was stunned.

In the cultivation experience given by Lao Yue, he did not write a brush calligraphy.

"I had a mistake. If I had known this, I would have asked my Yue to give him a copy of his calligraphy experience."

After writing two big words that were like a dog crawling, even he couldn't see, Zhu Chenhao completely gave up.

This brush is really not used by humans!

If you ask him to write hundreds of brush words on a piece of A4-sized white paper, it would be better to kill him with a knife.

Who knows what the font of Zhu Wushi looked like before, but I think it would definitely not be a dog reptile, so in order to avoid leakage, Zhu Chenhao had to hand in the blank paper sadly.

As for the consequences of handing in the blank paper, he no longer cared about it.

What can he do, he is also desperate.
Chapter completed!