But gradually, Zhu Gaochi became familiar with the current life.
Of course, this is related to the fact that he does not expect an overly generous life in his daily life.
After all, his father was a general, and he had never been used to the excessive luxury and enjoyment of his children and grandchildren.
Whether it was for Zhu Di to see or sincerely from the heart, Zhu Gaochi's life in the East Palace was far from luxurious.
What's more, in the East Palace, he was busy with documents every day. Zhu Di was not used to reviewing drafts and memorials, so many things were left to the prince Zhu Gaochi.
So in order to satisfy the emperor Zhu Di, sitting for long periods of time every day was actually a kind of pain.
Now that he has gradually adapted to the life in the camp, Zhu Gaochi can accept it. He even compares this with reviewing memorials in the East Palace. Although the form of pain is different, it is no different.
He is the current prince and the heir apparent. At first he was a bit arrogant, and everyone was very attentive to him. However, Zhu Gaochi had a gentle temperament and gradually got close to people, but he also got along very happily.
Only Qiu Song was the most severe and demanding. Although after the exercises, Zhu Gaochi continued to practice hard at night for self-esteem, but he still could not meet the standards of others.
So Qiu Song's punishment is almost inevitable.
This not only discouraged Zhu Gaochi, but also aroused a bit of competitiveness.
After more than half a month, Zhu Gaochi has begun to change some of his appearance. His body is still fat, but if you look closely, you can see that Zhu Gaochi now has better energy than before, and his strength is obviously much stronger than before.
The most important thing is that in the East Palace, he had to work hard every day on paperwork, but he had to go on a diet. He had to rely on his favorite desserts to pass the time, but at the end of the day, he still felt hungry.
However, the food in the model camp can be guaranteed, and the daily meals are enough.
Sometimes he felt ashamed whether he had eaten too much, but when he looked at the others, none of them ate as much as he did.
Ever since, my impetuous mind slowly calmed down.
The drills in the camp were actually just an appetizer. Other than that, it was just marching with the equipment.
Often such drills require people to be fully armed, march from Qixia into the Zijin Mountains, and then set up camp in the Zijin Mountains, and then practice for a few days before returning.
I have just adapted to the rhythm of this camp, and the results are fast. A more intense trial is coming.
Each team assembled, geared up, and started marching.
Zhu Gaochi had poor legs and feet and was carrying a heavy load. Less than an hour after leaving the camp, he was out of breath.
Zhu Yong flew over proudly, dismounted in front of Zhu Gaochi, and said diligently: "Your Highness, ride a horse, ride a horse... ride my horse! Your Highness, you can't bear such a crime, I feel sorry for you."
Zhu Gaochi looked straight at the tall horse in front of him, and then agreed without hesitation.
The fatigue on my body seemed to be reduced in an instant.
He was about to turn over.
Zhu Yong turned his head at this time, his face returned to its original coldness, and he said to Zhu Gaochi's team members: "The fourth team of Zuoying, one person is lagging behind, and everyone in the same team will be punished to dig a cesspit after camping."
The captains in the same team as Zhu Gaochi were all speechless.
The army was marching, and they were heavily armed. After walking for more than half a day, I was already exhausted. The most painful job was to dig a cesspool near the camp. After all, when they got there, everyone was about to lie down. How could they care about this?
But all the captains still said in unison: "It's an order."
"Ah, Your Highness, why did you dismount again? You can't do it, you can't do it!" After Zhu Yong finished giving the order, he turned his head and saw that Zhu Gaochi had already dismounted, silently picking up the luggage on the ground and carrying it on his back.
Zhu Gaochi said with a sullen face and a bit of stubbornness: "When did I fall behind?"
"Ah, this..." Zhu Yong said with a look of pity: "Your Highness, I feel sorry for you..."
Zhu Gaochi didn't say anything anymore, he just silently carried the weight of his whole body, opened his legs without saying a word, and squeezed directly into the crowd.
"Hey..." Zhu Yong said with a smile: "Look at His Highness, he has a very good temper."
Zhang scratched his head and said, "I know my brother-in-law is like my brother-in-law! My eldest brother is really good at predicting things. He even figured this out."
Zhu Yong said with a grimace: "Will His Highness hold grudge against us?"
Zhang thought for a moment and said, "Probably not."
"Why?"
Zhang said seriously: "People will only remember the one who treated him the worst..."
As he said that, his eyes were aimed at Qiu Song, who was covered in gunpowder packets in the distance and was trekking with the artillery battalion.
Zhu Yong wiped his eyes: "Then I also feel sorry for my third brother."
Zhang nodded and said, "Yes, I feel sorry for him."
The two of them sighed.
The days passed day by day, and another month passed, and Zhu Gaochi was completely accustomed to the life here.
Training is hard and monotonous.
And gradually he felt that his strength was growing, but here, no one cared about his weight.
But he is still fat.
But if you take a closer look, you can see that this does not mean he is fat, but he should be considered big and round.
In addition to his growing strength, his complexion has become much darker, but his energy is completely different from before.
Now he almost doesn't have to punish his teammates anymore.
And his strengths are beginning to show.
For example, in the literature class in the model camp, he was much better than others. Whether it was reading, writing, arithmetic, or more complex algebra and functions, he was far superior to other school captains.
At this time, Qiu Song changed his arrogant attitude and started to have Zhu Gaochi's idea.
In Qiu Song's words, this birdman is really a fucking genius in arithmetic!
However, before Qiu Song could finish his words, he covered his mouth with a pale face: "You can't speak, so just say less."
Qiu Song wanted to transfer Zhu Gaochi to the artillery camp.
In Qiu Song's mind, only the artillery battalion in the model battalion is truly elite, and the others are just a little bit inferior.
The artillery battalion is not as simple as firing a damn cannon like the artillerymen of the past.
This is the most technical military branch in this era, and it has very high requirements for mathematics. Every person in the artillery battalion needs to have mathematical expertise.
After all, the power of the artillery is the business of the craftsmen, but where the shells land is the business of the gunners.
How to ensure the impact point involves mathematics.
Of course, Zhu Gaochi had no interest in such an invitation.
Although he has become accustomed to the life here, he has not forgotten that his true identity is not a soldier. He is the current prince, and he does not intend to spend his whole life playing gunpowder.
In addition, Zhu Gaochi has another advantage, which actually comes from the genes of the old Zhu family.
From Zhu Yuanzhang to many of Zhu Yuanzhang's sons since then, they all have one specialty, that is, they are tall and tall, and they are born to be generals.
Therefore, whether it is Zhu Di, Ning King Zhu Quan, or other kings, or the third generation Han King Zhu Gaoxu, Zhao King Zhu Gaosui, this is generally the case.
After all, they have had enough meat to supplement their physical strength since they were born, and their development has been very different from ordinary people since childhood.
Although the captains recruited by the model camp are now carefully selected, the innate conditions for the children of ordinary people are here!
Even if you get preferential treatment in the camp, eat meat every day to keep your body strong, and do a lot of exercises to keep your body strong, there are still some shortcomings compared with people like the Zhu family who are born with a lot of nutrients.
When it comes to growth, Zhu Gaochi is absolutely better than everyone else. The reason why he is ultimately different from his uncles and brothers is just because... he is fat.
But now, after practicing day and night, the fat all over his body has been transformed into fat. At this time, he has never been weak, and he suddenly seems to have become a wall.
No one could have expected that His Highness the Crown Prince, who used to be out of breath even after walking a few steps, and who needed to be attended to in every aspect of his daily life, would now be able to do martial arts, fight with others, and do things that ordinary people couldn't even approach with his bare hands.
body.
Zhu Gaochi was actually dazed by this change in himself. After two months, this physical change gradually began to become more obvious.
Naturally, along with it, he also had a very good routine. The routine in the camp was very fixed, completely different from doing whatever he wanted in the East Palace, so that he got enough sleep every day, which made him look brand new.
In fact, even he himself began to feel that this person was not like himself.
It's like...the whole person has been completely transformed.
But...why does it have such an effect?
You must know that when he was young, he had never stayed in Yanshan Guard, so he began to carefully distinguish the essential differences between Yanshan Guard and the Model Camp.
Horse classes are also what Zhu Gaochi is most interested in.
Because this is also his specialty, Zhu Di loves horses, so in order to please his father, Zhu Gaochi knows riding skills well. It can be said that he has been a theorist of riding skills for a long time.
Of course, it was just a theory in the past. After all, due to limited physical conditions, every time I got on the horse, it was a challenge. Even if I got on the horse, I was already out of breath and exhausted.
But now, he is in good health. Although he is still fat, he is obviously much more agile. Soon, with his profound knowledge of horses and riding theory, the riding lesson was so good that the team officer could only listen to the lesson obediently.
, only Zhu Gaochi kept talking, talking about various horse riding essentials.
It's March in the military camp, but outside it seems like three years have passed.
However, there are too many affairs in the camp. The non-stop work and study every day almost make every strong young man breathless. He has no time for outside matters. This place is like a temple in a busy city. Once you get inside,
It's like forgetting the things in the world.
On Zhang Anshi's side, the Ministry of Maritime Affairs was finally established. From the Shangshu and the Minister to the chief minister and the lieutenant, all were in place. Then, it began to operate like other ministries.
The Ministry of Maritime Affairs consists of the Navy Governor's Office, Maritime Trade Department, Customs, Cleaning Department, Maritime Inspection Department, Maritime Safety Bureau and other agencies. Zhang Anshi, the minister, does not often go to work. Yang Pu, the left minister, is almost in charge.
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Zhang Anshi is actually now at a leisurely pace. Whether it is maritime affairs or new affairs, there are now people taking care of things for him. All he has to do is make some decisions.
In early winter, Honglu Temple became busy, but the leaders of the Tatar, Oara, and Duoyan tribes in the desert came to see them.
The surrender of the grassland tribes has already begun, after all, they suffered a blow from the Ming Dynasty.
At the same time, after seeing the military power of the Ming Dynasty, even as rough as them, they knew that robbing the Ming Dynasty was the way to death! Therefore, they paid tribute every year and obediently promised to protect the Han merchants' trade routes out of the customs.
Naturally, although the various tribes have lost their livelihood of robbery, now they are slowly starting to have new livelihoods.
Although the desert is large, it is a barren land after all. They can only support their families by trading furs, cattle and horses with the Ming Dynasty.
Therefore, they simply spent a lot of money to purchase a large amount of goods in the customs, and then traveled through the desert and the Western Regions to sell them to further places.
They were accustomed to migrating, but the bitter cold in the desert and the Western Regions was actually unbearable for ordinary Han merchants. However, as second-hand dealers, they earned the difference in price and slowly began to make a splash.
This time the leaders of the three tribes came to meet in person, and they considered expanding trade.
At first, the Tatar Khan took the lead in inviting people to come to Beijing, but the news soon leaked out, so Duoyan and Oarabu also hurriedly arrived.
They were afraid of what kind of contract the Tatar Khan might have entered into first and what advantages he might gain from the comprador process.
Zhu Di personally summoned him, and Zhang Anshi and other ministers were naturally among them.
The three great Khans performed the great ceremony and shouted long live the Holy Emperor.
Zhu Di sat calmly and just nodded to them lightly.
Zhu Di was born in the King of Yan, and he was an old acquaintance of him whether he was from the Oara tribe, the Tatar tribe, or the Duoyan tribe.
He couldn't understand the habits of these bird people very well.
So he said some high-sounding words and made a decree to hold a banquet in a few days.
When the three great Khans became energetic, the Great Khan of the Yan Department kowtowed and said: "I have dancers, I can use them to entertain Your Majesty."
Zhu Di had no interest in the singing and dancing on the grassland. He pondered for a moment and said: "I heard that various tribes are good at Bock. This custom has not declined so far. I might as well use Bock to add to the fun."
The three Khans looked at each other.
This so-called Bock is actually wrestling.
They all originate from Mongolia. During the Mongols' Western Expedition, Bock was already popular and even became the most important entertainment in tribal gatherings.
After the Yuan Dynasty, they carried this forward even further. "Yuan History·Second Chronicles" records: "In the Ban Dynasty, each of the bureaus was appointed by the crown prince. To defend the direct capital, Ma Moushajiao was commanded to defeat the subordinates.
Let's get down to business."
That is to say, at that time, if the person who won wrestling could be directly awarded a high-ranking official like Pei Pingzhang Zhengshi.
In addition, in order to effectively manage, the early Yuan Dynasty also established an official management organization to specifically manage the sport of boxing - Yong School Office.
Zhu Di was obviously more interested in this kind of fighting and killing.
And having three wrestling parts for entertainment is obviously also very entertaining.
After the three Khans heard this, how dare they disobey? They all said: "I obey the order."
Zhu Di said boldly: "If anyone comes out on top, I will give you a gold belt to encourage you, and I will give you one hundred thousand gold."
Sanhan's eyes suddenly began to change a little bit.
When it comes to gold, they have something to say.
After sending away the three sweats, Zhu Di was already very interested.
He left Zhang Anshi behind with a smile, and said to Zhang Anshi: "Zhang Qing, you see, if Emperor Taizu Gao knows about the tribes in the grassland and helps me Boke, he will be a spirit in heaven, and he will be greatly relieved."
Zhang Anshi said: "Yes, Emperor Taizu Gao thought deeply about it and repeatedly said that the enemies of the Ming Dynasty will always be in the north. I want our descendants to always remember it. At this time, I never thought that His Majesty could easily level the grassland."
Zhu Di laughed twice, then nodded and said: "It's up to you to arrange this Boke entertainment show! It must be done properly. All officials must participate, and all the ministers and disciples will come to see it, and invite some common people to teach them."
You know, my Ming Dynasty is also very good at martial arts."
Zhang Anshi responded: "Yes, I obey your order."
Zhu Di said: "Okay, go and do your work."
"I excuse myself." Zhang Anshi saluted and left obediently.
Zhu Di looked at Zhang Anshi's leaving figure, sat down, and sighed.
The person waiting on the side also lost his temper and asked with concern: "Your Majesty, why are you sighing?"
"I thought of the prince," Zhu Di said.
Yi Shiha said: "Since Your Majesty is thinking of the Crown Prince, why don't you ask His Highness the Prince of Wuhu County..."
Zhu Di then said: "When I asked him before, I saw a look of shame on his face. Obviously... Zhang Qing had his own secrets. I simply didn't ask. Anyway, the March and May period are almost here."
Yi Shiha said: "If His Highness the Prince of Wuhu County knew that Your Majesty had taken such pains to save him from trouble, I don't know how grateful he would be!"
"He's so grateful." Zhu Di cursed and stopped talking.
Yishi laughed and didn't take it seriously, he was used to it.
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The bamboo whistle suddenly blew.
Immediately afterwards, everyone in the entire model camp was fully armed and rushed to the school grounds to assemble.
This sudden gathering was either an emergency drill or some sudden accident.
So almost all the captains had questions in their hearts.
The assembly is complete.
After everyone lined up, Zhu Yong shouted: "I have an order to hold a banquet at the Yulin Zuowei tomorrow to invite Oara and the Tatar chiefs to a banquet. The model battalion is in charge of the guard, so we set out now. It is convenient to station at the Yulin Zuowei tonight.
, I will be in charge of garrison affairs tomorrow. All battalions and teams should go their own way. We will make arrangements after arriving at Zuowei Camp. Now... I will give you two sticks of incense, pack your bags and prepare to set off."
Everyone shouted: "Here."
After Zhu Yong finished speaking, he pressed the knife, turned around and muttered to Zhang: "While others are drinking, we are standing guard, and having a meal can be such a grand event."
Zhang said: "How about the second brother go talk to the eldest brother?"
Zhu Yong shuddered and said: "No, no, no, I don't dare to do this! Brother's arrangement must have some magical effect. We just listen to him."
At this point, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and his spirit suddenly cheered up, and he said: "Maybe... these Tatars from the grassland are here, and they may want to use our prestige to kill the Tatars. After all...
…We haven’t fought against the Tatars for a long time, and we’re just afraid that they’ll heal their scars and forget about the pain.”
Zhang held his chin up, with admiration in his eyes, and said: "In this way, eldest brother is really thoughtful, awesome, awesome!"