my brother-in-law is the prince

Chapter 450 Reborn
People are inertial.

Even if there are all kinds of unaccustomed at first.

But gradually, Zhu Gaochi has become familiar with the current life.

Of course, this has something to do with the fact that he doesn't expect an overly generous life on weekdays.

After all, his father was a great general, and he never got used to the excessive luxury and enjoyment of his children and grandchildren.

Whether it is for Zhu Di to see, or sincerely from the heart, Zhu Gaochi's life in the East Palace is far from being a luxury.

What's more, Zhu Di was not used to reviewing drafts and memorials in the East Palace every day to work on the papers, so many things were left to Zhu Gaochi, the prince.

So in order to satisfy the emperor Zhu Di, sitting for a long time every day is actually a kind of pain.

Now that he is gradually adapting to the life in the camp, Zhu Gaochi can accept it instead. Even comparing this with reviewing memorials in the East Palace, although the form of pain is different, it is only comparable.

He is the current crown prince and the heir apparent, at first he had airs, and everyone was very attentive to him, but Zhu Gaochi has a gentle temperament, slowly getting close to others, but also very pleasant to get along with.

Only Qiu Song was the most stern and demanding. Although Zhu Gaochi practiced hard at night for self-esteem after the exercise, he still couldn't meet the standards of others.

So Qiu Song's punishment was almost inevitable.

This not only discouraged Zhu Gaochi, but also unavoidably aroused a bit of a competitive heart.

After more than half a month, Zhu Gaochi has begun to change his appearance. His body is still fat, but if you observe carefully, 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 worked hard every day with paperwork, but he had to go on a diet. He could only rely on his favorite desserts to pass the day, but after a day, he still felt hungry.

But the food in the model camp can be guaranteed, and the daily food is enough.

Sometimes he can't help but be ashamed of whether he eats too much, but when he looks at other people, he can't eat less than him.

Ever since, the impetuous heart slowly settled down.

The training in the camp was actually just an appetizer, other than that, it was just marching with the equipment.

Often this kind of training requires full armor, from Qixia, to the Zijin Mountain, and then camps in the Zijin Mountain, and then practice for a few days before returning.

Just getting used to the rhythm of this battalion, it turned out that a more intense trial was coming soon.

The teams assembled, fully equipped, and then began to march.

Zhu Gaochi's legs and feet were not good, and he was carrying a heavy load. He was out of breath within an hour after leaving the camp.

Zhu Yong came galloping proudly, dismounted in front of Zhu Gaochi, and said courteously, "Your Highness, ride a horse, ride a horse... ride my horse! Your Highness, you can't suffer like this, I feel sorry for you."

Zhu Gaochi stared straight at the tall horse in front of him, and then agreed without hesitation.

The fatigue on his body also seemed to be reduced in an instant.

He was about to roll over.

Zhu Yong turned his head at this time, his face returned to his original indifference, and said to Zhu Gaochi's fellow team members: "The fourth team in the left camp is one person behind. Those in the same team will be fined to camp and then dig a cesspit."

The captains on the same team as Zhu Gaochi were all speechless.

The army marched, and they were fully armed. After walking for more than half a day, they were already exhausted. The most painful task was digging a dung pit near the camp. After all, when they arrived, everyone would get down.
But all the captains still said in unison: "Decree."

"Ah, Your Highness, why did you dismount again? You can't, you can't!" After Zhu Yong gave the order, he turned his head, but he saw that Zhu Gaochi had already dismounted, and he picked up the luggage on the ground and put it on his back without saying a word.

With a sullen face, Zhu Gaochi said with a bit of stubbornness: "When did I fall behind?"

"Ah..." Zhu Yong said with a look of pity: "Your Highness, I love you..."

Zhu Gaochi didn't say anything, just silently carried the weight of his whole body, stepped forward without saying a word, and squeezed directly into the crowd.

"Hey..." Zhu Yong laughed and said, "Look at Your Highness, you still have a temper."

Zhang Zai scratched his head and said, "Brother-in-law Mo Ruo's brother-in-law! Brother is really good at predicting things, even this is counted."

Zhu Yong said with a bitter face: "Will His Highness bear a grudge against us?"

Zhang thought for a while and said, "Probably not."

"What?"

Zhang Yiyi said seriously: "A person will only remember the one who treated him the worst..."

As he said that, he fixed his eyes on Qiu Song, who was covered in gunpowder bags 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 sighed.

Days passed by, and another month passed, and Zhu Gaochi was completely used to the life here.

The exercises are hard and monotonous.

Gradually, he felt that his strength was growing, but here, no one cared about his weight.

But he was still fat.

But looking at it carefully, this is not considered fat, but should be regarded as big and round.

In addition to his growing strength, his complexion has darkened a lot, but his spirit is quite different from before.

Now he hardly ever has to punish his teammates.

And his strengths are starting to show.

For example, in the literature class in the model camp, he is much better than others. Whether it is reading and writing, or arithmetic, as well as more complicated algebra and functions, he is far superior to other school captains.

At this time, Qiu Song changed his domineering attitude and began to think of Zhu Gaochi.

In Qiu Song's words, this bird man is a fucking genius at math!

But Qiu Song didn't finish his sentence, so Zhang Bai covered his mouth: "You don't know how to speak, so just say a few words 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 can be regarded as the real elite, and the others are not so good.

And the artillery battalion is not as simple as the artillery in the past, it's as simple as firing a fucking cannon.

This is the most technical arm of this era, and it has high requirements for mathematics. Every member of the artillery battalion needs to have expertise in mathematics.

After all, the power of the artillery is a matter for the craftsmen, but where the shells fall is the matter of the gunners.

How to ensure the impact point, this involves a problem of mathematics.

Of course, Zhu Gaochi has no interest in such an invitation.

Although he has gotten used to the life here, he has not forgotten that his real identity is not a soldier, he is the current prince, and he does not intend to be a gun for the rest of his life.

In addition, Zhu Gaochi has another advantage, which 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, or Ning Wang Zhu Quan, or other kings, and then to the third generation Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu, Zhao Wang Zhu Gaosui, this is probably the case.

After all, since they were born, they had enough meat to supplement their physical strength, and their development was very different from ordinary people when they were young.

And now the school lieutenant recruited by the model battalion, although they have been carefully selected, but the children of ordinary people, the innate conditions are here!
Even if he was in the camp, he received preferential treatment, had meat every day to replenish his physical strength, and practiced a lot to strengthen his body, but compared with people like Zhu's family who were born with a lot of nutrition, they still had some shortcomings.

When it comes to development, Zhu Gaochi is absolutely superior to everyone. The reason why he is different from his uncles and brothers in the end is only because...he is obese.

But now, the fat all over his body has been transformed into fat under the day and night practice. At this time, he was so weak that he suddenly seemed to be like a wall.

No one would have expected that His Royal Highness, who used to be out of breath after walking a few steps, and needed people to wait on him in his daily life, now if he encounters martial arts and wrestles with others, even with his bare hands, he can be so close to ordinary people. body.

Zhu Gaochi was actually dizzy about this change in himself. After two months, this physical change gradually became more and more obvious.

Naturally, following that, there is also a very good work and rest.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 him.

It's as if... the whole person has been reborn.

It's just... why does it have such an effect?
You must know that when he was young, he had stayed in Yanshan Guard, so he began to carefully distinguish the actual difference between Yanshan Guard and the Model Camp.

Horse lessons 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 all about riding. It can be said that he has long been a theorist of riding.

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 panting and exhausted.

But now, he is in good health. Although he is still fat, he is obviously much more dexterous. After a while, with his profound knowledge of horses and riding theory, the riding class and even the team officer can only obediently observe the class , only Zhu Gaochi was eloquent, talking about various essentials of riding a horse.

It was March in the barracks, and it seemed like three years had passed outside.

However, there are too many affairs in the camp. The daily thunder and thunderous work and study almost make every strong young man breathless, and he has no time for outside affairs. This place is like a temple in a busy city. Once you go deep into it, It's like forgetting everything in the world.

On Zhang Anshi's side, the Ministry of Maritime Affairs has finally been established. From Shang Shu, Shi Lang, down to the head and doctor, they are all in place, and then they start to operate like other ministries.

The Ministry of Maritime Affairs has the Navy Governor's Mansion, the Maritime Trade Department, the Customs, the Cleaning Department, the Sea Route Inspection Department, the Maritime Safety Administration and other institutions. Zhang Anshi, the minister, does not often go to office, and it is almost the left servant Yang Pu who is in charge. .

In fact, Zhang Anshi can be considered to be free. Whether it is the maritime administration or the new administration, there are already people doing it for him. What he has to do is to make some decisions.

In the early winter, the Honglu Temple was busy, but in the desert, the leaders of the Tatar, Wala, and Duoyan tribes came to visit.

The surrender of the grassland tribes had already begun, after all, they were hit by Ming Dynasty.

At the same time, after seeing the military power of the Ming Dynasty, even if they are as rough as them, they also know that robbing Daming is the way to death!Therefore, he paid tribute every year, and obediently promised to protect the business path for Han merchants to leave the customs.

Naturally, although the ministries have lost their livelihood of robbing, now they are slowly starting to make a new livelihood.

Although the desert is huge, it is a barren land after all. Using fur, cattle and horses to trade with Daming, they can only support their families.

Therefore, they simply spent a lot of money to purchase a large number of goods in the pass, and then sold them to farther places through the desert and the Western Regions.

They are used to migrating, and the bitter cold in the desert and the Western Regions is actually unbearable for ordinary Han merchants, but as second-hand dealers, they earn the difference in the middle price, and slowly start to make a difference.

This time the leaders of the three ministries came to see them in person, so there was a consideration for expanding trade.

At first it was the Tatar Khan who invited him to Beijing first, but the news leaked out quickly, so Duoyan and the Wara tribe also rushed here.

They were afraid of what contract the Tatar Khan made first, and what advantage he would gain in the process of compradors.

Zhu Di summoned him personally, and Zhang Anshi and the officials were naturally among them.

The three khans performed the salute and shouted long live the most holy emperor.

Zhu Di sat calmly, only nodding slightly to them.

Zhu Di was born in the King of Yan, and he was an old acquaintance no matter if he was from the Wara tribe, the Tatar tribe, or the Duoyan tribe.

He couldn't understand the habits of these birdmen very well.

So he said some high-sounding words and made a decree to hold a banquet in a few days.

The three great Khans came to their senses, and the Yanbu Khan kowtowed and said, "Your minister has dancers, so you can use dancers to cheer up your Majesty."

Zhu Di didn't have the slightest interest in the singing and dancing in the grassland, so he pondered for a moment and said: "I heard that there are blogs in various tribes. This custom has not diminished so far. Let's use blogs to add to the fun."

Sanhan looked at each other in blank dismay.

This so-called blog is actually wrestling.

They all originated from Mongolia. When the Mongols went west, poke was already popular, and even became the most important entertainment in the tribal assembly.

After the Yuan Dynasty, they carried forward this even more. It is recorded in "Yuan History Second Ji": "All the divisions of the Banchao heard that the crown prince had one person each. Commanded by Gongwei Zhidu, Ma Mou Shajiao arrived at the genus and awarded the victory from afar. Pingzhang is down to business."

In other words, at that time, if the wrestler won the wrestling, he could be directly awarded to a high-ranking official like Pi Pingzhang.

In addition, in order to manage effectively, an official management agency, the Yong School Office, was established in the early Yuan Dynasty to specialize in the management of poker.

Zhu Di is obviously more interested in this kind of fighting and killing.

And it is obviously very entertaining to let the three wrestling movies be entertained.

After listening to Sanhan, how dare you not follow?Then they all said, "obey the order."

Zhu Di boldly said: "Whoever wins the first prize will be rewarded with a gold belt and [-] yuan for encouragement."

Sanhan's eyes suddenly began to change a little bit.

When it comes to gold, they have something to say.

After dismissing Sanhan, 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 the tribes in the grassland and helps my blog, he has a spirit in the sky, and he will be greatly relieved."

Zhang Anshidao: "That's right, Emperor Taizu Gao thought in his heart and said repeatedly that the enemy of Ming Dynasty will always be in the north, and his descendants should always remember it. At this time, never would he have thought that His Majesty would easily flatten the grassland."

Zhu Di laughed twice, then nodded and said: "This blog entertainment, you arrange it! Be sure to be safe, all officials will participate, and the children of Xunchen will come to see it, and invite some common people to teach them You know, I am also a martial artist in Ming Dynasty."

Zhang Anshi replied: "Yes, I obey the order."

Zhu Di said, "Okay, go get busy."

"Resignation." Zhang Anshi saluted and left obediently.

Zhu Di looked at Zhang Anshi's leaving back, sat down, but sighed.

Yi Shiha, who was waiting on the side, said with concern: "Your Majesty, why are you sighing?"

"I thought of the prince." Zhu Di said.

Yi Shiha said: "Since Your Majesty has thought of the Crown Prince, why don't you ask His Highness the King of Wuhu..."

Zhu Di said quickly: "When I asked him before, I saw that he was ashamed. Obviously... Zhang Qing had something to hide. I simply didn't ask. Anyway, the period of three to five months is almost here."

Yi Shiha said: "If His Royal Highness Wuhu County knows that His Majesty has taken pains to save him from embarrassing him, I don't know how grateful he will be!"

"He's grateful for the bird." Zhu Di cursed, but didn't continue.

Yi Shi laughed and didn't take it seriously, he was used to it.

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The bamboo whistle blew suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, everyone in the entire model camp was fully armed and rushed to the school grounds to assemble.

This sudden assembly was either an emergency drill, or it was a temporary accident.

So almost all the captains had doubts in their hearts.

The assembly is complete.

After everyone lined up, Zhu Yong shouted: "I am hereby ordered to invite the chiefs of Wala and Tatar tribes to a banquet tomorrow at Yubayashi Zuowei. The model battalion is in charge of the guards. So let's start now, and it will be convenient for us to station at Yubayashi Zuowei tonight." , I will be in charge of the garrison tomorrow, and each battalion and team should do their own thing, and then make arrangements after arriving at the Zuowei Camp, and now... I will give you two sticks of incense, pack your bags, and prepare to go."

Everyone said loudly: "Here."

After Zhu Yong finished speaking, he pressed the knife, turned around and muttered to Zhang: "He eats wine, we stand guard, and eating a meal is such a big show."

Zhang Dao: "Why don't the second brother go talk to the eldest brother?"

Zhu Yong shuddered hurriedly, and said: "No, no, no, I dare not! Big Brother must have his magical effect for such an arrangement, we will just listen to him."

Speaking of this, he seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and he cheered up all of a sudden, saying: "Perhaps...these Tartars from the grassland came, and it may not be possible to borrow our prestige to kill the Tartars. After all... ...We haven't fought against the Tartars for a long time, I'm afraid they will forget the pain when their scars are healed."

Zhang held his chin, with admiration in his eyes, and said: "In this way, brother is really thoughtful, amazing, amazing!"

(End of this chapter)