The young eunuch leaned forward and said with a smile: "His Majesty wants to learn archery. Your Majesty has approved it and asked you to find the Marquis of Xincheng."
He was ordered to deliver a message.
What Zhu Zhanyong didn't know was that Zhu Di was spinning around the loom in surprise at this moment, surprised and surprised that Zhu Zhanyong had folded the thing.
"Your Majesty, sit on it and try it. It's very comfortable." Empress Xu smiled and held Zhu Di's arm.
Zhu Di sat on the loom, stepped on the wheels like a bicycle, and the shuttle rotated at high speed. He couldn't help but marveled: "This is really an eye-opener for me."
He felt as light as a swallow. Although his posture was a bit strange, it felt wonderful. He turned his head curiously: "What kind of loom is this?"
"This is a riding shuttle loom. Oh, don't step on it." Queen Xu saw him stepping on the pedal with great force, and she felt distressed and pulled Zhu Di.
"Humph, it's just a loom! If you step on it, I'll pay it to you." Zhu Di said, but he was still secretly happy in his heart.
"It's just this fight, what are you going to pay for it!" Queen Xu confirmed that the loom had not been stepped on, while Zhu Di stood beside him angrily.
Arriving outside the palace, Zhu Zhanyong heard the sounds in Kunning Palace, and now he was only worried that Zhu Di would ask him how he did it.
What are you afraid of...
Seeing him, Zhu Di raised his head: "Did you make it?"
"yes."
Zhu Di nodded. Zhan Ji is so smart, and Zhan Yong, who is his half-brother, is also smart. It is not surprising. Speaking of strange people, he lives next to strange people. His brother, King of Medicine Zhu Ji, is a lunatic who is obsessed with medicine and is proficient in pharmacology.
At this time, Zhu Di had already realized that future generations would produce some weird things.
"Yes, you can go to Zhang Fu."
However, what puzzled Zhu Zhanyong was that Zhu Di just nodded.
Zhu Zhanyong left the palace, got on the carriage, crossed Chang'an Avenue, and came to the Marquis Mansion in Xincheng.
Now all he had to do was wait to see Zhang Fu, so Menzi quickly ran to inform him.
Zhang Fu was sitting high in front of the window, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand. There was a chessboard in front of him, and outside the window was a clear lake in the garden. When he saw the concierge running in, he frowned: "Why can't you wait for me to finish this game?"
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"Master Marquis, Your Highness Zhan Yong is here." The porter lowered his voice.
When Zhang Fu saw Zhu Zhanyong appearing in his house, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
Zhu Zhanyong looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.
He has a majestic appearance, a high nose bridge, high hair on the temples, quiet and energetic eyes, and his demeanor is somewhat similar to Zhang Shi.
Zhang Fu's title was not inherited from Zhang Yu, but was obtained by Jing Nan with one sword and one shot, and he was granted the title of Marquis of Xincheng based on his strength.
"I told Grandma Huang that I wanted to learn archery, and Grandpa Huang asked me to find Marquis Xincheng. I heard that Marquis Xincheng's archery skills are among the best among the three armies?"
Zhang Fu put down the chess pieces and stood up: "Does your Highness have an imperial edict?"
"without."
"My archery skills are not as good as those of Marquis Pingyang. Your Highness, please go find Marquis Pingyang."
Zhang Fu motioned to the doorman standing nearby to see off the guests.
Zhu Zhanyong froze, not expecting Zhang Fu to have the courage to refuse him.
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"I'm afraid my eldest brother won't agree..."
After leaving the gate of the Marquis Mansion in Xincheng, Zhang Xi burst out laughing: "Your Highness, you don't recognize me as a brother and think I am useless, but I am the only one who can help with this matter."
After saying that, he looked at Zhu Zhanyong with dull eyes, as if he was about to beg me.
Zhu Zhanyong raised his hand.
Zhang Xi, who was dominated by fear, immediately held his head and said, "I'm going to beg my sister!"
It was impossible for Zhu Zhanyong to really beat him, but this guy always made people unable to resist.
"Aren't you the second son of Xincheng Hou?" Zhu Zhanyong looked at Zhang Shi suspiciously, always feeling that he was not very smart. Zhang Shi was the second son and the eldest son was Zhang Zhong.
Where did this sister come from?
"My father was loyal during the civil war, and many of the lieutenants and bodyguards died. They were all my father's deceased brothers, so my eldest brother took their widows to raise them."
Asking Zhu Zhanyong to wait, Zhang Xi turned around and ran back to the mansion.
But Zhu Zhanyong was curious.
Following Zhang Xian, he turned around and entered Zhang's Mansion again. He came to the pavilion in the middle of the lake in Zhongyuan and looked at it from a distance.
A young woman, dressed in snow-white clothes, with a beautiful nose and mouth, graceful appearance and flawless white jade.
It's very beautiful, the kind that even his four legs couldn't catch in his previous life.
But Zhu Zhanyong didn't go there. It was the etiquette of an emperor's grandson not to ruin a lady's reputation easily.
He could vaguely hear the conversation between the two. This woman was as smart as ice and snow, and she revealed the powerful relationship between the court and the government with one word.
Li Zhilu looked at Zhang Xi with cold and stern eyes.
There seems to be a coldness that repels people thousands of miles away.
"Where's my loom."
"Sister...I gave it away."
Under her pretty and beautiful eyebrows, her snow-white and rosy skin contrasts with her fresh and alluring face, which makes her look a little angry.
Zhang Xian explained his intention.
Li Zhilu looks as cold as ice, but is very smart. The prince and the King of Han are clearly different, and the prince has just arrived in the capital.
She shook her head: "He doesn't want to learn archery, he just wants the eldest brother to make a decision. His Highness Zhan Yong has really good vision."
Li Zhilu didn't know yet, but the real person she was praising was standing not far away, listening to their words.
"Sister, that loom was given to His Highness Zhan Yong, and it is now at the Queen's house... Your Majesty has given permission for Your Highness to come to our house."
Li Zhilu didn't speak for a long time. In the silence, he asked in slight surprise: "Loom?"
"Yes, His Highness Zhan Yong has modified my sister's loom and can weave half a piece of cloth in one hour..."
Zhang Xian noticed that Li Zhilu's beautiful eyes were fluctuating.
Soon, Zhu Zhanyong saw Zhang Xi trotting out. He guessed a thing or two from the look on his face, but he still asked with some expectation:
"how?"
"Sister said, brother, you can't decide easily. This matter is related to the lives of my family."
"But she heard that His Highness Zhan Yong had invented a very powerful loom, so she agreed to talk to my eldest brother about it."
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Early next morning.
Zhu Zhanyong heard that Zhang Shi, the unlucky guy, got the job done.
Arrive at the campus in Beijing.
Since he came too early and there was no one in the school grounds yet, Zhu Zhanyong saw the bow and arrow in the weapons rack and planned to test his arm strength first.
There was a feeling in that place, and someone wanted to chat with him. As expected, it was Lao Zhu.
1: "Can you do archery?"
Zhu Zhanyong said honestly: "No."
1: "Let me teach you, hook the string with your thumb, press the string hard, go higher, and pull back hard. No, move your left leg slightly forward."
Zhu Zhanyong deliberately teased Zhu Yuanzhang: "But I like to go backwards."
1: "...Okay, it's up to you. I suggest you move forward."
Zhu Yuanzhang suppressed his voice and spoke patiently and calmly. They were related by blood, and Lao Zhu really loved his great-grandson.
Zhu Zhanyong remembered that Zhu Yuanzhang lost his father, mother and brother when he was young, his wife in middle age, and his son in old age. His life could be described as miserable.
When dealing with such an old man, I feel like I am a bit of a loser.
Zhu Zhanyong immediately said: "Grandpa Huang, I'm sorry, I was wrong. Let's move forward."
The sound of playing the strings is clear and crisp,
Fast, smooth, and right on target!
1: "Not bad, not bad."
There was a hint of approval in his voice.
Zhu Zhanyong smiled and said: "It was the great grandfather who taught me well."
Although he knew it was flattery, Zhu Yuanzhang still couldn't help but feel happy.
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ps: If you don’t understand this chapter, you may have to read the previous chapter because the author has changed some places. This chapter has been completed!
