Daming: The county magistrate cried poorly and Zhu Yuanzhang exploded in anger

"Teacher, I'm curious!"

"I'm curious, how did you get in?" Zhang Song was curious, obviously locking it himself.

And it's still a modern lock, not an ancient long copper lock.

It is impossible for ancient people to open the locks of modern people, right?
"I, I poked it open..." Zhu Hao looked at Zhang Song submissively.

Zhang Song saw the unlocked lock on the table, and there was no key inserted in it.

He said in his heart: "Okay, boy, he is a smart kid. A child can be taught..."

In ancient times, children who messed around like this would definitely be said to be ignorant.

But in the eyes of modern people, this is nothing at all.

"Teacher, I..." Zhu Hao trembled with fright. He was often scolded by his father Zhu Biao for this matter.

"It's okay, don't move around in the future. If you want to play, I have to guide you. It's very dangerous, you know? Many of these things are poisonous, and they will explode!"

Zhang Song didn't want to blame him.

I was so naughty and mischievous when I was a child.

A boy who was not naughty when he was young is not a boy.

No one likes a lifeless little child, does he?
Zhang Song led Zhu Hao out of the study, and Yuchan had already filled the gazebo in the backyard with food.

Zhu Hao was so excited to see something delicious!
"Go and wash your face before eating!" Zhang Song said to Zhu Hao.

"Okay." Zhu Hao turned around and disappeared in front of him.

"Hot pot, it's good!" At this moment, a voice came from outside the door.

Isn't this Zhu Mushi?
"It's really New Year's Eve, you wash your feet clean!" Zhang Song sat down first, and didn't care about Zhu Biao, who was already familiar with him, so he didn't care about the complicated etiquette.

"What do you mean? Washing your heels on New Year's Eve just happened to meet you eating hot pot. Does it matter if I can have a meal?" Zhu Biao asked puzzled.

Zhang Song told me about his superstition that washing feet at thirty makes it easy to eat.

Zhu Biao laughed.

"By the way, you didn't come here just to get some food, did you?" Zhang Song had already forgotten that he made an agreement with him three days ago to deliver the medicine for chronic stomach disease.

Too many things happened in the past two days, and he forgot.

"Brother, do you know the agreement we made three days ago?" Zhu Biao said with a smile.

"Eh? Look, I've been busy and confused these two days." Zhang Song said apologetically.

"Eat the hot pot first, and I'll bring it to you when you're done. I've already made it." Zhang Song motioned to Zhu Biao, don't be too polite, just sit down and have a delicious hot pot.

Of course Zhu Biao likes to eat hot pot from Zhang Song's house.

Only since the last time I ate it, I can't forget Zhang Song's food.

After returning to the East Palace, the food in the palace was boring.

After all, in the early years of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was so provocative, would not give the princes delicacies from mountains and seas.

It is a luxury to be able to eat pork every meal.

They also can only eat pork once every two days.

Moreover, Zhang Song can eat beef here.

"Father, why are you here?" After washing his face, Zhu Hao saw Zhu Biao and was immediately stunned.

And Zhu Biao was also very confused.

You are not staying in the East Palace, why did you come here?
"Did you come here alone?" Zhu Biao said with a bit of anger.

"Grandpa sent me here to study with Master Zhang." Zhu Biao said with a smile on his face.

This smile is full of dissatisfaction with Zhu Biaodong's style of education.

"Hey, you brat, what kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into your grandfather to send you here to enjoy the blessing?" Zhu Biao thought that Zhu Hao begged his father, who loved his grandson, so he did this.And Zhu Biao is also very envious of his son, in Zhang Song's place, it is simply heaven, there is nothing to do to grill a skewer, eat a hot pot, drink a few glasses of leather wine, it can't be more enjoyable.

What fun is it to be a prince.

All day long, you have to be polite like this, polite like that.

It looks majestic, but it is as tired as a dog.

Not physically tired, but mentally tired!

"Father, you have misunderstood. I didn't say anything to Grandpa. He thinks Master Zhang is very knowledgeable, better than those Ziyue Shiyun, let me learn, and then I can inherit our Zhu family's property." Zhu Hao said Finished, you're welcome, sat down and gobbled it up.

Seeing that his son is so rude, if he inherits Daming in the future, can he still be a majestic emperor?
"Okay, buddy...you can't educate children like this. Let children be happy when they are young. When the plants sprout, you press a stone, wouldn't that make the plant sprouts bend and grow?"

Zhu Biao heard that he didn't know any plants at all.

So Zhang Song gave him a detailed explanation of what plants are called.

"Yuchan? Did you come up with the sweet potato seedlings I ordered you?"

Zhang Song shouted in Yuchan's direction.

"It's ready. Master, don't you always eat sweet potato seedlings after eating fire?" Yuchan asked incomprehensibly.

Zhang Song said: "Come up!"

Hearing this, Yuchan hurriedly brought up the sweet potato seedlings.

"Brother, this is delicious. The glutinous rice has a lot of amino acids and trace elements, which is very beneficial to your brother's body. It is better than the ginseng and bird's nest that rich people often eat."

Zhang Song's voice fell.

Zhu Biao's head was full of black lines.

"What? Amino acids? Trace elements?"

Zhu Hao understood what Zhang Song said this time, so he helped Zhang Song do a science popularization on Zhu Biao.

He smiled bitterly: "Brother Zhang is really knowledgeable and knowledgeable, I have never heard of these..."

Zhang Song secretly smiled and said: You have to understand, you can build the Ming Dynasty into a prosperous Ming Dynasty with no one in the past and no one in the future.The wealth of the Song Dynasty is simply a joke.

"Liao praised it. Eat it, it tastes better than beef."

The reason why Zhang Song didn't persuade him to eat beef was because Zhu Biao had a hidden disease.

With a skinny body, it looks like he is surviving in a stressful environment.

In history, Zhu Biao also lived tremblingly under the powerful Lao Tzu, so that he died young.

"Bajibaji." After Zhu Biao took a mouthful of sweet potato leaves, he smiled all over his face: "It really is a delicacy! I have never eaten such a delicacy!"
"That's right. You can bring some back and fry them directly, or make them into soup. They are also delicious."

"So, thank you!" For this kind of food that he had never eaten before, he naturally praised it.

After eating hot pot for two hours, I chatted a lot with Zhu Biao.

Everyone felt that their stomachs were full, so they gave up.

At the end, Zhang Song took out the pills, ordered how to take them and what to pay attention to, and asked Yuchan to prepare five catties of sweet potato leaves for Zhu Biao.

After taking the things, Zhu Biao thanked him and turned around to leave.

Yuchan's old face was displeased.

Didn't you pay?

Seeing that he didn't pay, Zhang Song was too embarrassed to ask for it.

For people like Zhu Biao, he doesn't understand such things at all.

After all, he hadn't dealt with this kind of thing for more than ten years, and the concept of paying money had been erased from his mind.