I am not Song Qinzong

"Forget it, they all look the same, why bother to hurt each other." Chen Zhenpeng said.

It was helpless to say that, the 48 personal guards were all blind.

This is the norm.

Although the imperial court has widely promoted education, it still cannot benefit remote and poor places.

The personal guards were all soldiers from the Northwest Army, so naturally they had no chance to be literate.

Just like Chen Zhenpeng, if he could read and write, his official rank would definitely rise, and he would never be reduced to the prince's personal guard.

After persisting for five laps, Zhao Huan stopped running. After a short rest, he practiced Taizu Changquan twice and then stopped.

After wiping off his sweat, Zhao Huan greeted, "Fengying, let's go."

Zhu Fengying came over bouncingly with the book between her arms, and said, "Brother-in-law, the Three Character Classic is so easy to understand, I've already memorized it."

"So fast?" Zhao Huan was surprised.

"Of course." Zhu Fengying acted like she was coming to praise me.

"Second sister is really amazing!" Zhao Huan said again: "Lectures are held in the evening, so please take care of the second sister."

"Brother-in-law, don't worry!" Zhu Fengying patted her chest, which was not too bulging, and assured, "Brother-in-law has written such a simple and easy-to-understand book, there is no reason why it can't be taught well."

She was completely unaware that Zhao Huan praised her in order to catch a free labor force.

Apart from the young handymen, there were seventy or eighty children who signed up to study in the mansion, ranging from six or seven to thirteen or fourteen years old.

With so many people, many accountants and scribes in the mansion have been transferred, but it is still not enough.

Even with such helplessness, the literacy rate of servants in the Eastern Palace is surprisingly low.

Therefore, letting Zhu Fengying take charge of teaching the youngest girls' class is also a good use of knowledge.

After eating and tidying up his appearance, Zhao Huan went out.

Zhu Fengying sent her out and called out, "Brother-in-law, please come back, Mr. Zhou, I want to practice martial arts too."

Brain pain.

However, Zhao Huan could only smile and said, "Second sister, don't worry, a gentleman's words are hard to follow."

Today, he is going to visit Zhou Tong and ask him to be Donggong's martial arts teacher.

In this regard, the prince is full of confidence.

So when playing last night, Zhao Huan really praised Zhou Tong.

As a result, Zhu Fengying listened, and completely ignored everyone's ladylike demeanor, just wanted to learn martial arts.

What can the prince do?I can only promise her!

Who would have the heart to refuse a well-behaved and cute girl?What a beautiful sister-in-law.

At this time, there were already many pedestrians on the street, and Zhao Huan was riding on the horse, looking left and right.

The so-called six arts of a gentleman, etiquette, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and mathematics, have evolved so far. There are few people who can drive a car, and it is good to be able to ride a horse.

Thanks to the extensive and strict education of the royal family, Zhao Huan's riding skills are acceptable, and his transportation is no problem, but he is too far behind in battle.

As for ejaculation... if the bed counts, he does.

drink~

ha~

Before arriving at the Yuquan gymnasium, he heard continuous shouting and shouting, obviously many people were practicing martial arts.

The doors are wide open and no one is on duty.

It's normal to think about it, here are all swordsmen and guns, who dares to ask for wildfire?

Dismounted and went straight in, Bingchen followed behind with several guards holding gifts.

When I entered the door, I saw a huge courtyard where more than a hundred strong men were sweating.

Beside, there are also a few old men and urchins, punching like playing.

While looking around, a big man came over, cupped his hands and asked, "May I ask who the distinguished guest is looking for?"

"Dare to ask big brother's name?" Zhao Huan asked back.

The big man said: "Next week, Yunqing will teach a few fists and kicks here for a living. I don't know why the distinguished guest came here?"

"But Mr. Zhou's son face to face?" Zhao Huan asked again.

Zhou Yunqing saw the clue and said with a smile: "It turned out that I came here for my father, please come with me."

"Thank you Brother Zhou for leading the way." Zhao Huan thanked.

"polite."

Zhou Yunqing saw the various gifts that everyone was holding, but he didn't pay attention to them.

Zhou Tong is well-known all over the world, and it is not uncommon for someone to come to learn art with generous gifts.

Bypassing the school grounds, everyone went to the backyard.

The courtyard is not big, only five or six steps long and wide, and the old man is leisurely punching.

After watching for a while, Zhao Huan realized that it was Taizu Changquan.

Although it is slow, it has a different charm. Chen Zhenpeng has taught too much with these two knives.

"Father is practicing, please wait for distinguished guests, let me call you." Zhou Yunqing apologized.

Zhao Huan waved his hands and said: "I am also practicing Taizu Changquan today, but I don't know how to use it. I happen to watch Master Zhou's method, so I can learn one or two tricks."

Zhou Tong was right in front of him, so Zhao Huan had to be patient.

Looking at his face, he is over sixty years old and has a ruddy complexion and thick black hair.

Just relying on this effort to strengthen his body, Zhao Huan must invite him back.

While watching, Zhou Tong had already stopped, and said: "The spectator's footsteps are weak and his limbs are weak. It must be the beginning of practice. If this is the case, just find one or two old army professors, and there is no need to spend a lot of money."

Bingchen took the initiative to step forward, bent down to salute, and said: "Bingchen has seen the teacher."