Self-cultivation after the cannon fodder

"His Majesty!"

Zhu Sining enthusiastically waved to Zong Qihao by the window: "Here!"

Zong Qihao nodded, and walked quickly towards Zhu Sining: "Zitong..."

Zhu Sining pointed in another direction: "The door is over there."

Zong Qihao completely forgot what he wanted to say: "..."

Zhu Xiuyong, who was following Zong Qihao, shook his shoulders slightly, tried his best to hold back his laughter, and left before Zong Qihao found out.

"Why would Your Majesty want to come here?" Zhu Sining led Zong Qihao around, "Didn't Big Brother take His Majesty to the study? There are more military books over there, Your Majesty should like it."

Zong Qihao took out a copy from the nearby bookshelf: "Isn't Zitong here?"

Zhu Sining shook his head: "The books here are all brand new, and their only purpose is to put them here as a prestige."

Zong Qihao rubbed the book in his hand and didn't speak.The pages of the book exude a pleasant scent of ink, and the corners are neat without any wrinkles.

Indeed, as Zhu Sining said, the books on the entire bookshelf are like this, and those with occasional traces of flipping through are all strange anecdotes.

Zong Qihao stroked those books one by one with his fingers, watching Zhu Sining through the gap.

He was sitting on the other side, talking to a few maids about the affairs of the palace, mainly about the food in the imperial dining room, and encouraged them to study harder, learn their skills, so that they would not worry about getting married in the future.

The maids were all stunned by his thick skin: "My lord, you can do nothing but eat. Who gave you the courage to say such a thing?"

Zong Qihao wanted to laugh a little, and almost couldn't help but speak up for him. Of course, he gave him the courage.

"I'm married." Zhu Sining defeated them with a single sentence, and said convincingly, "It's very important to have a skill. If you have a good skill, you can enjoy it wherever you go."

If it wasn't for remembering that Zong Qihao was still there, Zhu Sining would have been beaten by the servant girls.

Zong Qihao was not interested in flipping through the books on the bookshelf. Zhu Sining's room was similar to that of the sons and daughters of the aristocratic families in Beijing, except that their stationery and books were necessities, while Zhu Sining was an ornament and hadn't been seen for hundreds of years. I have to use it once.

Zhu Guang hadn't come back yet, Zhu Xiuyong said he was going to arrange a banquet and he didn't show up again, a few maids made a fuss for a while, seeing the seriousness of the emperor, they restrained themselves, put down the tea and stood a little far away.

Zhu Sining: "Your Majesty, don't you have any books you like? It's good to just pick up one to pass the time, I'm afraid Dad will have to wait a little longer, and just sent someone to urge you."

"It's okay, the King of Qin is busy with state affairs, I'm here to drink tea and gossip, I should wait for him." Zong Qihao smiled, "With such a subject, the superior should be happy."

Sure enough, he is a Mingjun, but his ideological consciousness is different.

Zhu Sining hurriedly poured tea for Zong Qihao: "Your Majesty, please drink tea."

Putting down the teacup, Zong Qihao looked down and saw that there seemed to be a large black mass under the tea table.

"What's below?" Zong Qihao knocked on the lower table.

"Bottom?" Zhu Sining reached out to touch it, and took out several volumes with curly edges, all of them were almanacs, and there was also a book full of grids.

It is for Zhu Sining to play Sudoku when he is bored.

Seeing such a slovenly side by Zong Qihao, Zhu Sining was embarrassed: "The books I read in the past, I stuffed them casually after reading them, and the maid didn't find out, so I didn't clean them up."

Zong Qihao flipped through it casually, and asked, "Zitong likes this kind of book?" In the margins of the book, there were some analysis written by Zhu Sining, and there were many characters and symbols Zong Qihao couldn't understand, which were very scribbled.

When you touch it with your finger, you can feel a layer of gray.

"It's okay. When you have nothing to do, let's calculate to pass the time. It's all written in charcoal," Zhu Sining reminded, "Don't touch it, Your Majesty, it's very dirty."

Zong Qihao's eyes followed the few miscellaneous books on the edge of the bookshelf to the curved bow hanging on the other wall.That was the only thing in the room linked to the son of general Zhu Sining.

The bow body is made of high-quality golden wood, the length and thickness are very uniform, the corners are made of buffalo horns, the deer tendons are used as strings, and the fish maw is boiled and glued together.

There is no doubt that this is a good bow.

There is a three-pronged arrow inserted into the bow handle and arrow rest. Apart from the sharp blade in the middle, the arrow has protruding blades on both sides. It is very sharp. Once it is shot into the body, it is extremely difficult to take it out.

Zong Qihao noticed that there were several dark spots on the body of the bow, which did not seem to be born from natural textures. Coupled with the dark and faintly red three-pronged arrow, the whole bow and arrow gave Zong Qihao a very strange feeling, especially like ...splattered with blood.

The former Emperor Qihao never thought of getting to know Zhu Sining, he only thought that he was a good-looking display, and later he had constant disputes with Zhu Sining, and he was even more annoyed that Zhu Guang did not teach his son properly. No, Zhu Guang and his son actually have the courage to rebel for him.

Of course, Zong Qihao would not improvise at that time and return to Qin-Wang Mansion with Zhu Sining.

Zong Qihao sipped his tea calmly, and asked casually, "I see a bow hanging on the wall, is it Zitong's previous practice?"

How can it be possible to use this kind of bow to practice bow and arrow? No matter how much Zhu Guang loves his youngest son, he won't let Zhu Sining use such a powerful gun when he loses his head. three-pronged arrow.

This is not teaching bow and arrow, this is abolishing Zhu Sining.

"No, that's my mother's bow."

Zong Qihao was taken aback, he had no impression of Princess Qin, only heard that she seemed to be a commoner woman with stunning appearance, because of her appearance Zhu Guang took a fancy to her, and became a princess in one step.

In fact, Zhu Guang's facial features can only be regarded as ordinary, but he has been in a high position for many years and has developed an extraordinary aura.Therefore, Zhu Xiuyong's extraordinary looks must have been inherited from Princess Qin.

Zhu Sining said every word, solemnly: "She is a hero, a real hero."

When he wore it, Princess Qin had passed away, but this did not hinder his admiration for Princess Qin.No matter where he goes, he will take this bow with him, and when he completes the task and leaves the palace in the future, this bow will also leave Beijing with him.

Concubine Qin passed away early, Zong Qihao didn't want to say more about this, so he asked instead: "Where does Zi Tong know the place with the largest collection of books in the world?"

Of course Zhu Sining didn't know: "Where? Is it the imperial palace? Or His Majesty's imperial study?"

"Neither of them," Zong Qihao gave the correct answer, "It's the Imperial Academy."

The ancient books and rare books that have been handed down from generation to generation are the greatest wealth of the Hanlin Academy. Even if outstanding scholars can be selected to repair each imperial examination, the books in it are still not finished, and the manpower is far from enough.

Zhu Si Ning: "It feels very powerful." After all, it is the place where the protagonist stays, and the author would be ashamed to write it if it is not forceful.

Zong Qihao: "In addition to the literature and history sage books in the Imperial Academy, there are also a lot of these miscellaneous books. Maybe Zi Tong can find books he is interested in."

In Zhu Sining's view, the Hanlin Academy is a place where cultural people gather. He has been a man for two lifetimes, and he doesn't know where the front door opens. Unexpectedly, Zong Qihao directly opened the back door for him.

"That place, can I go?" Zhu Sining even forgot to call himself.

Zong Qihao bent his lips, his eyes were full of smiles: "I will take you there."

"Okay, then thank you, Your Majesty." Zhu Sining was not impolite, he also found out that whenever Zong Qihao found out that Concubine Lu Gui was playing cards with him, his expression would not be too good-looking.

—Maybe he was worried about the color of the hat.

Zhu Sining thought it would be good to find something else to pass the time.

Zhu Guang didn't come back until noon, and when he saw Zhu Sining, he couldn't speak completely.

"Is... is it Aning?"

Walking in front of Zhu Sining in three steps at a time, Zhu Guang hugged Zhu Sining excitedly: "Great! Ah Ning is finally back! I thought I would never see you again!"

Zhu Sining patted Zhu Guang's shoulder to comfort him at first, but Zhu Guang hadn't seen his youngest son for a long time, and his excitement couldn't be relieved for a while, so he had no choice but to put on a stiff face and let Zhu Guang move.

Zong Qihao suspected for a moment that he had misjudged the person. Zhu Guang didn't speak much in the hall, but everything he said was quite normal. He turned his head to look at Zhu Xiuyong, and the other person looked familiar .

It seems that Zhu Guanger's control of this attribute became more and more serious as Zhu Sining's departure time increased, and Zhu Sining began to seek off-court help.

Eldest brother Zhu Xiuyong had given up on rescuing his old father Zhu Guang and turned his head to avoid Zhu Sining's pleading eyes.

"Cough, cough..." Zong Qihao coughed, trying to get Zhu Guang's attention, "King Qin?"

Zhu Guang automatically blocked, hugged Zhu Sining and did not let go: "How are you doing in the palace? Why do I feel thin again? Are the people in the palace easy to get along with? How is the food? Does it suit your appetite? Why did you come out?" What? Did His Majesty beat you?"

"Everything is fine, and His Majesty treats me very well." Zhu Sining replied repeatedly, reassuring Zhu Guang, "Your Majesty is here too, and he brought me back."

Only then did Zhu Guang notice that there was Zong Qihao next to him.

"I didn't expect His Majesty to be here..." Zhu Guang immediately became serious, putting on the airs of the King of Qin, "Your Majesty is laughing, this is the first time I have been away from my humble minister for such a long time when I grow up so big."

If Zhu Sining hadn't said that he was often alone, Zong Qihao would have believed it.

"If the King of Qin misses the Queen, he can visit the palace. I won't refuse."

Zhu Guang laughed, but didn't answer.

In the past, father and son hadn't seen each other for a long time, at least he knew that Zhu Sining was safe.He was skeptical about wishing Sining to enter the palace, and even thought about breaking the marriage contract, even if Zong Qihao suspected that he had a different intention.

Today's meal can be counted as a door-to-door banquet.

Zhu Guang's attention was all on Zhu Sining, adding vegetables and bowls constantly, which made Zong Qihao look over frequently.

He was obviously sitting in the middle, but it seemed like he was sitting on the edge.

Zhu Xiuyong looked as usual, and said calmly: "Your Majesty laughed at me. Father dotes on Aning very much. After he entered the palace, he couldn't even sleep well. I hope Your Majesty will not be offended."

After Zhu Guang finished the dishes, he took the time to turn to Zhu Xiuyong: "You don't look good when Ah Ning comes back, did you talk about him again? How many times have I said that Ah Ning is a younger brother, you should take care of him as an older brother Let him go, let him..."

Zhu Sining leaned towards Zong Qihao, and said softly: "Your Majesty, please don't laugh, my father is like this, look at me for everything..."

He drank some wine, his voice became long and sticky, and he spoke intermittently, and the words became lower and lower. Zong Qihao couldn't hear what was behind him, so he had to echo him: "My lord's words are somewhat reasonable, I don't think so. It's nonsense."

Zhu Sining laughed out loud: "What nonsense are you talking about? A father's love is like a mountain covering his eyes."