My father Yongle, building a five-good family

Chapter 7 Shangshu, you make me feel cold

A martial arts arena.

Zhu Gaochi was fat and weak, and Zhu Gaoyu was only five years old. At this stage, neither of them was suitable for high-intensity training.

Zhu Gaochi had just walked a few quick laps in the martial arts arena, and while Zhu Gaoyu was still relatively unharmed, Zhu Gaochi had already started to breathe faster and his face flushed.

Especially when walking, Zhu Gaochi would stop from time to time to massage his knees.

Obviously, just walking like this put a lot of pressure on him.

Just when Zhu Gaochi was panting with exhaustion and was about to give up, he heard shouts of someone whipping his horse from behind.

Zhu Gaoyu turned around and saw that the second and third brothers were riding horses, with their horses' hooves kicking up dust, and they were galloping freely in the huge martial arts field.

When passing by Zhu Gaoxu, Zhu Gaoxu raised his eyebrows proudly.

He held the reins, signaling the horse to slow down gradually. Then, he lowered his head and looked at Zhu Gaoyu with a malicious smile:
"Want to ride? Call me second brother and I'll take you on the horse."

Zhu Gaoyu scratched his ears, as if he didn't quite understand what was said:
"What did you call you?"

"Second brother."

"Eh!"

The routine is old, but it works.

Zhu Gaoyu silently made the sign "yeah" in his heart.

Zhu Gaoxu's face turned green.

The third kid next to him couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Watching Zhu Gaoxu leave in disgrace, Zhu Gaoxu, with his chubby hands behind his back, sighed with some melancholy:
"Life... is so invincible and lonely..."

Before he could finish his sigh, Zhu Gaochi slapped him on the forehead:

"You are so young, how can you have so many emotions? Hurry up and wash up, because you have to go to Wenhua Hall to study."

Zhu Gaoyan covered his forehead with his hands: "Oh..."

But children's thoughts are always jumping.

Soon, Zhu Gaoyu thought of something and immediately became alert.

"My eldest sister married Yuan Rong last year. I haven't seen her for a year! I wonder if I can see her and Yuan Rong today..."

Zhu Gaochi slapped him again:
"That's Yibin! You keep calling her Yuanrong. How old are you?"

Zhu Gaoyu was furious: "Stop slapping me on the forehead all the time! Brother, you can't touch a man's head!"

Zhu Gaochi slapped him again and couldn't help laughing: "What kind of man are you?"

Zhu Gaoyu: “…”

Thirty years to Hedong, thirty years to Hexi!
Don’t look down on me, Zhu Gaoyu, because I’m young!
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Wenhua Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang himself was a model worker. He had to attend the early morning court at yin hour. Many civil servants of the Ming Dynasty had to get up at around four o'clock.

In winter, braving the cold wind.

In summer, it is even more so under the scorching sun.

Even though he was wearing the scarlet flying bird court robe, he could only shiver in the howling cold wind and sweat profusely in the unbearable heat.

As descendants of Zhu Yuanzhang, although they did not read a book a hundred and twenty times, they were indeed diligent in their studies.

Because Zhu Gaoyu was young, Zhu Yuanzhang specially allocated a side hall for this boy to study and attend classes.

After seeing this, Zhu Gaoyu was a little unhappy.

Discrimination!

This is naked differential treatment!

He was still waiting to skip a grade and enter the class of his eldest brother and his classmates, to punch and kick everywhere, to show these uncles and cousins ​​in the palace a good look at the dimensionality reduction attack from a child prodigy.

But when Zhu Gaoyu tried to sit in for a while, he walked out of the main hall in a depressed mood as if he had been drained of energy. Why... why are the classes here different from those in Beijing?

They are all very complicated, why... why is it that what I learn here is so incomprehensible... so unfamiliar...

In front of the main hall, Zhu Gaoyu slightly raised his head, letting the warm sunlight shine on his cheek at a 45-degree angle. At the same time, his lips moved and he uttered a sad whisper:
"Shangshu, you chill my strange heart..."

Xiao Jixiang was standing aside, his face looking unusually calm.

His Highness has been ill for more than one or two days.

While Zhu Gaoyu was lamenting, Zhu Gaoxu was sitting in the study of Wenhua Hall, looking at the books in front of him and listening to the lengthy arguments of the gentlemen. For a moment, his mood miraculously resonated with Zhu Gaoyu's.

——He wants to go back to Peking!

……

The morning time passed quietly in the school.

When it was time for dinner, Zhu Gaoyu became energetic again.

By the time Xiao Jixiang came to Zhu Gaoyu in small steps with the food box in his hand, Zhu Gaoyu's stomach was already rumbling with anger.

He opened the food box and saw the food inside. He was immediately surprised and said:

"Brother, look, we have mutton soup buns today! There's also a stack of lamb chops with sauce and condiments poured on them... Mm! So delicious!"

Don't even say it.

After hearing what Zhu Gaoyu said, everyone was inexplicably aroused by their appetite.

Especially when he saw Zhu Gaochi seeing the mutton soup steamed bun, the little nephew not only did not eat it himself first, but instead ran to Zhu Gaochi's side, stood on tiptoe, and let him eat first, regardless of the residual warmth of the steamed bun.

This tender and affectionate scene made many people present feel uncomfortable.

The person who felt the most uncomfortable was probably the Crown Prince.

He had never experienced such a warm and loving relationship between brothers, nor would he ever think of experiencing it.

In his opinion, if he wanted to take the highest position, he was destined to stay away from this path...

Regardless of what he thought of Zhu Di before, even Zhu Yunwen was a little envious when he saw the scene before him. He wondered how Zhu Di, a rough man who was good at marching and fighting and had a cruel heart and ruthless hands, could teach his sons to be so harmonious...

As soon as this thought came to their mind, they saw Zhu Gaoyu holding two steamed buns. He blatantly ignored the second brother Zhu Gaoxu, walked past him without even looking at him, and distributed the steamed buns in his hand to Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Gaosui.

The young uncles were speechless after seeing this scene.

Fine.

It seems that Zhu Di's family is not a united group.

The surface seems calm, but secretly, there are still turbulent waves...

Zhu Gaoxu had been driven crazy by studying.

If it weren't for this, just because of Zhu Gaoxu's "differential treatment", Zhu Gaoxu would have admitted defeat if he hadn't been hit on the butt a few times.

but……

Zhu Gaoxu walked forward and looked at the remaining mutton soup steamed bun in the food box. Although his expression did not change, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The fourth kid, after all, didn't forget him completely.

With a powerful enemy outside, let’s put aside the internal fighting and grudges between brothers for the time being.

Zhu Gaoxu thought about it and took a big bite of the steamed bun.

Don't tell me yet.

It tastes really good.

Although the eldest son is not a very good person, his sister-in-law is very kind and gentle. She even arranges all the meals for him during school days.

The second update is here, see you tomorrow!

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