Daming prepares the emperor

It was already early summer at this time.

The room was lit, and Ma Xiuying was sitting at the table. The moonlight poured down from the screen window behind her and shone on her side face, making her face appear to be on and off, blurred and unable to see the expression clearly. .

Li Li hugged the newly rescued child and stood beside the curtain, frowning and patting the baby gently.

Liu Chubai squatted at the door, licked his nose, stared at the lights that were beating due to the wind, and after a while glanced at the scattered stars outside, without saying a word, and forced himself to go back when he wanted to scream .

It is a dog that can read the atmosphere very well.

After a while, Li Li saw that the child was asleep, so he called softly, "Madam..."

Ma Xiuying hummed.

"Should the maidservant send the young lady back to Aunt Sun's room first?" Li Li asked, "I heard that they have been arguing for a long time, and Aunt Sun has been crying and quarreling to hang herself. It is said that the king in the room Mom hasn't woken up yet, she's so faint that splashing water doesn't help..."

Ma Xiuying said: "Let's stay here, there is a lot of fuss over there, it's useless to send this child there, it's better to be clean here."

Li Li nodded, and just about to speak, Ma Xiuying continued: "Besides, Biao'er hasn't come back yet, we don't know what's going on, we can't do things indiscriminately."

When Zhu Biao was mentioned, the oppressive atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavier, and the air seemed to be frozen and pressed down like a weight.

After a long while, Ma Xiuying continued: "In the morning, he asked Xiaobai to bring a note, saying that he was going out to find Ying'er, but there was no one in the morning, and I still excused him in my heart, thinking about him. Maybe the place I went was a bit far away, and I didn't realize it was wrong until someone from Sun's side came to report that the child was lost..."

Ma Xiuying's head was throbbing with pain, she was angry, so she breathed a sigh of relief before continuing: "It's midnight now, and he asked Xiaobai to bring the child over again, but I still don't know where I'm fooling around, I really don't know what's going on here The little bastard keeps what I'm doing all day long."

Li Li immediately said: "This shows that the young master is both wise and brave."

Ma Xiuying said: "He? He is the only one who is both wise and brave? I think he is exactly the same as his father. He is extremely reckless in doing things, don't die!"

During the conversation, Liu Chubai suddenly moved his nose, turned around, and ran out quickly.

When he came back, Zhu Biao had already followed behind it.

Ma Xiuying originally planned to raise her eyebrows, and she had already thought of a lot of curse words in her mouth. When she really saw Zhu Biao, her heart softened like a ball of cotton, and she couldn't move even after viciously jumping. When she saw the blood and dust, even her eyes turned into soft water of worry.

Zhu Biao said wearily: "Mom, I'm back, how is my sister?"

Ma Xiuying said softly: "Sister is fine, Biaoer, come here and let mother see you."

Although Li Li was also worried, he couldn't help laughing silently.

Zhu Biao walked over obediently, but before he reached the place completely, Ma Xiuying hugged him with his big sleeves, dragged him abruptly, and leaned into her arms.

Her hand also touched Zhu Biao's hair.

"What's the matter with your blood? Are you injured? Did you not eat today?"

Zhu Biao said immediately: "I didn't eat anything, I drank a cup of tea when I got up early."

Ma Xiuying immediately said: "Xiao Li, go and get some food, put the child in the side room first, and find someone to watch over."

"Yes. I'll bring some porridge and side dishes for the young master. These things can be made quickly."

"Ah."

After Li Li went out, Ma Xiuying continued to ask: "Who took the child away? Spirit or human? Did you chase after him?"

Zhu Biao said: "Oh, mother, let me tell you, this is very strange..."

Ma Xiuying was expressionless, and said calmly: "Let's make a long story short, make it clear, it doesn't matter if it's strange, mother can understand."

Zhu Biao recalled the days when Ma Xiuying single-handedly held him, swallowed back the words that came to his lips, brought the truth out of his stomach, and made an exchange.

After listening to the whole process and details of the matter, Ma Xiuying pondered for a while, and then said: "You have to tell your father about this and let him make up his mind. You and that Mr. Liu have reasonable ideas, but they are not accurate after all."

"Inaccurate?"

Ma Xiuying said: "It's not as accurate as your father. There are so many girls in the world, and today is not a special day. Why are the ghosts and goblins just watching your sister and stealing?"

Zhu Biao said: "What does mother mean--they came after my father? What they want to take away is actually my father's luck?"

Ma Xiuying said: "Not necessarily, Xu is an enemy of the Sun family. She is Ma Shixiong's adopted daughter, and she may have offended others."

"Where's Fengdu? What does mother think?"

"I don't know." Ma Xiuying said, "I think that Mr. Liu of yours seems to know a lot about such things, you can ask him more. Your father invited him over, and he is willing to come. From now on, he will be a servant of the Zhu family Yes, it should."

Zhu Biao nodded, hesitated for a long time, and found that Ma Xiuying had regained his composure, and even became a little careless, so he couldn't help asking: "Mother, aren't you worried?"

"worry about what?"

Ma Xiuying glanced at the light in the kitchen, thinking that it was nothing but her child's porridge.

"Worried about my sister and father!"

Ma Xiuying smiled: "What is there to worry about? They only dared to come here secretly, which means they are still afraid of your father. If they don't dare to follow the right path and use some crooked methods, it means that your father has the upper hand. What am I afraid of?"

Li Li just opened the curtain to come in at this time, heard the words and said with a smile: "Young master, Madam came here in the wind and waves, crawled out of the dead, and saw everything with the master, why are you so easy to worry?"

Ma Xiuying took the porridge in her hand and stirred the heat with a white porcelain spoon.

"Madam, the panic just now and that night was all because of you, young master."

Zhu Biao looked over in a daze, and Ma Xiuying was raising her hand to taste the temperature of the porridge for him.

The three were speechless.

Liu Chubai lay on the ground, gradually falling asleep.

When it was almost dawn, Zhu Biao went out from the house. When he came, his clothes were dirty and he was hungry. When he came out, he was clean and his stomach was full.

Walking to the middle of the courtyard, Zhu Biao felt that he was out of Ma Xiuying's surveillance, and he changed suddenly. His fatigue was gone, his eyes were bright again, and his steps became brisk. He didn't look like a person who stayed up all night to chase.

His martial arts are not practiced in vain.

Liu Chubai followed beside him, and his four legs were also tossing very fast.

Exhaustion was just a trick to fool her mother. Although Ma Xiuying was not fooled, she did feel distressed. From the results of both parties, it was a win-win situation.

This evening, it was the first time for Zhu Biao to clearly realize the wisdom and courage of his mother. Ma Xiuying usually cares about his basic necessities of life, and handles almost everything by herself, but she is very lenient towards his studies. Looking at things, she has no objection to Zhu Biao going out to take risks.

She is just worried.

This is the true combination of a loving mother with "no bottom line" and a wise and brave woman.

No bottom line comes from selfless maternal love, wisdom and bravery come from the dark and difficult past and rich and colorful experiences.

Zhu Biao sighed while bathed in the moonlight. He thought of all the stories about immortality in the book, and suddenly understood why human beings are always so persistent in their pursuit of time. Sometimes death is not terrible. It is scary when people leave.

He is only eight years old now, and he has started to think about how to keep his family affection for a long time.

Unlike previous lives, these ideas are all possible.

Of course, these are all detours, Zhu Biao still needs training, and he is too immature to take over the huge empire. He doesn't want to reach Zhu Yuanzhang's level, at least he has to be on par with his mother.

The morning light floated from top to bottom, over the broad walls of Yingtian City, over the painted boats over the Qinhuai River, and tens of thousands of bustling people who got up early, stirring up the humanity and anger of the entire ancient city and arriving at the commander-in-chief's mansion.

One hand was propped on the tree trunk, stable like a stone statue, and a black sleeve hung quietly above it.

Zhu Biao seemed to be aware of it, and said sideways: "Wu Ce?"

The leaves rustled a few times, Wu Ce swiped down from the tree, cupped his hands respectfully and said, "My subordinate is here."

"You've been here all the time?"

Wu Ce smiled: "No, this subordinate was originally doing something about the commander-in-chief, and rushed here when he heard something happened in the mansion."

"Hmm..." Zhu Biao pondered, "When did you arrive?"

Wu Ce smiled and said: "When Liu Chubai comes back."

While saying this, he also looked down at the white dog rubbing against Zhu Biao's leg.

Liu Chubai stared fiercely, let out a low growl of warning, and the hair all over his body was blown up a little.

Zhu Biao glanced at Wu Ce, he was still the same, with a treacherous and sinister smile, but with that very respectful taste, there was an inexplicable sense of loyalty.

"When will father come back?"

"This subordinate doesn't know." Wu Ce said, "But it's almost too soon. This subordinate came back this time and brought someone else with him."

"Who did you bring?"

"My son, your master."

After Wu Ce finished speaking, he added another sentence: "It's an ordinary master who teaches poetry and books."

Zhu Biao was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, it was actually time, so he nodded: "You should be busy, and pay more attention to the safety of the Shuai Mansion."

Wu Ce bowed his head deeply: "Yes."

After some repairs, Zhu Biao discovered that this ordinary master was not ordinary at all the next afternoon.

Li Shanchang is a talent who knows everything. As long as Comrade Zhu wants it, he can find a way to get it.including talent.

This year was a harvest year for personal talents. Liu Ji, Song Lian, Zhang Yi, and Ye Chen were all recommended by him to Yingtian Mansion. Song Lian here was the master Zhu Yuanzhang arranged for Zhu Biao.

The most famous work Zhu Biao knows about Song Lian is the "Preface to Sending a Horse to Dongyang". He memorized it for a long time when he was in junior high school. It's very cold, the inkstone is hard, and the fingers cannot be bent or stretched, so don't be lazy.

Well written, but really hard to memorize.

When they arrived at the place where Ma Xiuying specially ordered to clean it up, Song Lian was already waiting inside.

He is 50 years old this year, not a young age for the ancients, but in this world full of aura, he is not considered a very old age. Snowflakes fell, but the waist was still straight.

Maybe it was to leave a good impression, Song Lian kept himself very clean and neatly dressed, with a serious expression on his long face, his mouth was tightly pursed, and the line of his jaw was even tightened, Zhu As soon as Biao came in, he squinted his eyes and looked straight at him.

This is a born good master.

Zhu Biao hurriedly bowed and saluted, trying to let his respectful signal spread out: "Disciple Zhu Biao, I have met the teacher."

Seeing that he was a well-behaved and obedient child, Song Lian's expression became softer, and he responded, "Get up."

There are simply three desks in the study, one for Zhu Biao, one for Song Lian, and one for teaching tools such as books, pens and ink.

There are a few potted flowers by the window, they are simple, neither showy nor too plain.There are landscape paintings on the walls, but nothing else.

Song Lian looked at Zhu Biao and said with satisfaction, "Sir, please sit down."

Zhu Biao immediately said: "Master, sit first."

The situation is special, so we have to discuss it differently, just like you call me brother and I call you father.Zhu Biao is the superior, but Song Lian is also a teacher. Song Lian can't go too far, and Zhu Biao can't be too presumptuous.

But on Song Lian's side, he can only do some superficial work properly.Being a teacher for one day and being a father for the rest of your life, let’s not talk about feelings. Whether or not one respects a master will seriously affect a person’s reputation. Moreover, in the eyes of the ancients, a master-student relationship is simply an unreliable relationship. Zhu Biao worshiped Song Lian as his teacher. Because they have been permanently bound together.

Song Lian brought a few books, Zhu Biao took one for himself, and read: "Book of Songs, Book of Rites, and Spring and Autumn Annals, learn these first."

He suddenly said again: "Hmm... I guess you have already studied the Three Character Classic and Analects?"

Zhu Biao said: "I have learned it."

"Where are the words? Have you ever copied a post? How are you practicing?"

"I've copied it and practiced some Tang people's posts."

Song Lian tested Zhu Biao for a few sentences, and found that he answered very well, so he couldn't help being more satisfied. He stroked his beard and smiled and said, "Very good, my master's foundation is very good. After learning the Five Classics a little, you can learn some historical records and other books. You don't need to be an official, and you don't need to learn too much, the main thing to learn these things is to be wise."

Zhu Biao heaved a sigh of relief. It seems that Song Lian is not a particularly pedantic literati. He not only knows how to teach students according to their aptitude, but also chooses key points to teach. His study life should not be particularly painful.

He thought so only because he studied well and was obedient.When Zhu Xi and Zhu Wen went to school, and Song Lian was assigned the task of teaching temporarily, he was afraid that he would be pissed off by them, and the soles of Comrade Zhu's shoes would then have more tasks besides walking.

The two got along for an afternoon, and they had good first impressions of each other. One was more respectful because of the master's talents, and the other was more satisfied because the apprentice was neither arrogant nor impatient. After saying goodbye happily, they each walked in different directions.

Before entering the yard, Liu Chubai came out to meet Zhu Biao with his tail flicked, his tongue sticking out, panting, and rubbing against Zhu Biao's waist.

Zhu Biao patted the white hair on the dog's head fiercely, thinking that he would get up early tomorrow to meet Liu Ji.

The next day was foggy, and the dew gathered on the fallen leaves, paving the ground wet.

The boy came to report that Zhu Yuanzhang had returned.