Knowing that his talent is photographic memory is of little use to Zhu Zhanchen, but at least he no longer has to worry about studying, and at least this troublesome matter has been solved once and for all.
After class on the second day, Zhu Zhanzhen was still tinkering with his steam engine. The original one was taken away by his fat father and he had to make another one.
"Fifth brother, come with me." Third brother Zhu Zhanyong with a loud voice shouted.
Zhu Zhanchen was puzzled: "Third brother, what's going on?"
"The mother-in-law called us over."
The two brothers arrived at the Crown Princess's courtyard. Already there were their eldest brother, the good sage Sun Zhu Zhanji, and a slim girl beside them.
In my memory, this girl had entered the palace many years ago. She was brought into the palace by Princess Zhang's mother, Mrs. Peng Chengbo. She was Zhu Zhanji's childhood sweetheart. Of course, his eldest brother said that she was his child bride and she would be the future Empress Sun.
Sun Ruowei is the Empress Sun who gave birth to the Ming Dynasty God of War Zhu Qizhen.
The two talented men and beautiful women grew up together since childhood and had a deep relationship. Everyone knew that Sun Ruowei was going to marry Zhu Zhanji.
"Mother."
"Mother."
The two brothers saluted in turn.
Crown Princess Zhang took some pastry to Zhu Zhanyong but did not give it to Zhu Zhanyong. Instead, she asked: "I heard that your father beat you yesterday?"
"My son's body and bones are good. It's okay. My father only hit me twice. My mother doesn't have to worry."
Mrs. Zhang said angrily: "Who said I feel sorry for you?" She almost laughed in anger and then said: "If you beat me well, I have to beat you for your naughty temper. What if you grow up to be naughty again."
Next to him, the equally naughty Zhu Zhanji hid his cricket cage deeper.
"Mom, my father also praised me yesterday."
Naturally, Mrs. Zhang knew what had happened. This boy actually passed all the exams for the prince, so the prince could not continue to beat him.
Mrs. Zhang shook her head with a wry smile, and Zhu Zhanji spoke to his younger brother: "Mom, the fifth child has learned how to memorize it, and it will be fine if he sleeps for a while."
"If you spoil your brother like this, you will be spoiled for the rest of your life."
Although she was helpless, her three sons were very close to each other. Seeing them as brothers and sisters made her very happy as a mother.
"Mother, why are you looking for the three of us today?" Zhu Zhanji couldn't wait to fight with crickets.
Mrs. Zhang rolled her eyes at him angrily: "Mom, would you like to see you?"
"Okay, of course it's okay. Zhan Yong Zhan Yong goes and beats mother's legs."
"Don't be ridiculous, there are serious things to do."
Mrs. Zhang was very angry and funny towards her eldest son: "On the first day of next month, His Majesty is going to the West Camp to review the soldiers. Your father asked you to take your two younger brothers to see it with you. You have been there several times.
Neither your father nor I will go there, so you have to keep an eye on your two younger brothers."
"Don't worry, mother, I'll leave first."
Zhu Zhanji has followed Zhu Di since he was a child. To him, these are just small scenes and he doesn't take them to heart at all. But this is the first time for Zhu Zhanji and brother Zhu Zhanji to do this.
Zhu Zhanji took his child bride and trotted away.
Mrs. Zhang sighed and said seriously: "You two, please don't imitate your brother. Remember not to have stage fright during the review next month. Don't have stage fright no matter what. You, the emperor, were killed on the battlefield. You hate timid people the most."
You little shrinking bastard, do you understand?"
"I understand, concubine."
"Also, if Grandpa Huang asks you to answer questions during the exam, you just don't understand if you don't understand. There's no need to force your answer, just don't act coy."
After saying this, Mrs. Zhang called the maid next to her to come over. The maid was holding a wooden tray with some fabrics of various colors on it.
"You two, see what color you like. I'll order someone to make a Feiyu suit for you, so you can wear it then."
Zhu Zhanyong was overjoyed, and he immediately picked his favorite dark blue, which was almost a navy blue color. Zhu Zhanyong couldn't get it, so he chose a dark red color of black, red, and black.
There were restrictions on the use of colors in ancient times. For example, only the emperor could use gold, and some specific colors such as bright yellow and dark yellow could only be used by the royal family.
Zhang ordered the palace maid to measure their body shapes, and naturally they had to be tailor-made.
After Ms. Zhang's earnest instructions for a while, she let the two of them go.
On the way back, Zhu Zhanyong said: "Fifth brother, I heard that General Zhang Fu in Jiaozhi won another battle and put down the rebellion. Grandpa Huang is very happy. There have been many happy events recently. I must be in a good mood for the review at the beginning of next month. Let's not mess with him.
He'll be fine soon."
"What Third Brother said is absolutely true."
Zhang Fu knew that he was the son of Zhang Yu, the famous Jingnan general of the Ming Dynasty. He was also an example of a heroic son. He conquered Annan in all directions, which is what later became Vietnam and was now called Jiaozhi. This led to the inclusion of Jiaozhi four hundred years later in the Tang Dynasty.
The territory of our country.
It's a pity that he died in the Tumubao Incident. If he had the chance, he could meet a famous general.
The first day of next month is seven days from now.
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Five days later.
Zhu Zhanzhen got the arrangement from his fat father and ordered someone to take him out of the palace to Zheng He's house.
The carriage passed through the bustling city, and when I opened the curtain and looked outside, I saw a lively scene.
Zheng He had already been waiting at the door. When he saw Zhu Zhanzhen, he personally came to the carriage to greet him.
"Your Highness, Fifth Prince."
"Please, Lord Zheng, please greet me personally."
"Your Highness, please come inside. There are many people in the mansion who are looking forward to your arrival."
Zhu Zhanyi followed Zheng He into the mansion. There were four mighty soldiers standing at the door of the mansion. As he walked through the mansion, he saw that there were already more than 20 soldiers guarding him.
"Master Zheng, there seems to be a lot of troops in the house."
Zheng He was also not shy: "There are 35 guards in the mansion, all of whom are good soldiers in the army."
It is normal to have troops in the palace. Someone must look after the house and protect the courtyard. Public security in ancient times was not like modern times. There were many private soldiers in noble families. As long as it was not an organized army, the imperial court generally ignored dozens of soldiers.
However, Zhu Zhanzhen was worried. The soldiers who were not under the jurisdiction of the imperial court only took orders from the nobles. It was fine in the capital, but in places far away, they could easily become accomplices of the local gentry and nobles.
Just imagine, forty or fifty people, not to mention well-equipped soldiers, are very ordinary soldiers, at least young and middle-aged. It is very simple to bully the local people and make them dare to be angry and dare not speak out.
In ancient times, information was limited, and it was not uncommon for local officials to oppress the people. However, when they were discovered, the matter was often already serious, and the court could only send troops to suppress it. Officials bullying the people and rebelling were the main reasons for ancient peasant uprisings.
Zhu Zhanyi followed Zheng He to the main hall of his house. At this time, the four craftsmen were already looking forward to it. It seemed that the person coming was really a child, and the expression on his face was extremely wonderful.
There were people who were surprised, shocked, smiling, and rubbing their hands.
I knew that the idea of the steam engine was the brainchild of the fifth son of the Prince, but I was still shocked to see that such a wild and unconstrained idea actually came from the mind of such a child.
