On the second day, the Forbidden City.

Zhu Qian lay steadily on the bed, extremely peaceful. The spring outside the house was bright and the breeze was dawn. According to Zhu Qi's biological clock, he would have to sleep for at least another hour. But today he was going to Jinwu Guard to give a lecture on martial arts, so Zhu Qi ordered the inner officials to call himself when it was time to go, but he must not be late.

I originally thought that when I opened my eyes, I would see the dark night. At that time, I could also say leisurely: "It's just as dark as Yingtian at 4:30 in the morning."

But when he opened his eyes in a dream and saw the transparent sky, Zhu Qi's heart stopped tactically.

Damn, why no one called me! I was late for martial arts talk!

Zhu Qi suddenly got up, his mind was blank, and he shouted:

"Come here! Come here!"

Zhu Qi's shouting like a pig slaughtered a pig immediately attracted the palace maids and eunuchs outside. The inner officials rushed in, surrounded by His Royal Highness the Liao King, looking confused.

He saw that His Highness of the Liao King had already gotten up by himself, grabbed a handful of clothes and started trying to put them on, shouting:

"Damn it! Why are you still standing there? Come and help me put on clothes! Why is this clothes so difficult to wear?"

Soon a palace maid came up to help Zhu Qi put on his clothes, and an internal official said carefully:

"Your Highness, Your Highness, the Crown Prince sent someone to say that the martial arts speech this morning has been cancelled, so let us not disturb Your Highness's rest."

Zhu Qi was stunned. His first reaction was that Prince Zhu Biao. Did he realize that he and Zhu Di were going to the brothel? But if this really happened, how could he let himself rest well?

"It's really cancelled, then what should I do if I invest? Is the agreement still valid..."

Zhu Qi was talking to himself there, but there was a burst of anxious voices coming from outside:

"Third brother! Third brother!"

As soon as he heard this, he knew that it was Zhu Di's child. Although Zhu Qi was panicked, he still looked very calm on the surface and asked Zhu Di:

"The martial arts talk has been cancelled, do you know?"

When Zhu Di heard Zhu Qi's question, he was stunned and asked:

"No, right? Third brother, don't you know yet?"

Zhu Qi was stunned. Zhu Di sat down and smiled on his face, saying:

"Stern brother, I got up early in the morning and wanted to go to Jinwu Guard to attend the martial arts lecture, but before I went out, someone came to tell me that my father went to court as usual today and he didn't give any martial arts lectures anymore. Then when I saw that I didn't give any martial arts lectures, I went to morning class normally. Then I was in class, and I heard that Teacher Song Lian grabbed third brother and you were praised!

Only then did I realize that it was the sand table map you made yesterday, the third brother, who was seen by Uncle Xu last night, and then used it as a treasure to dedicate it to his father. At this moment, a group of generals are still surrounding the sand table map and must study it!"

When Zhu Qi heard this, he was really stupid. He looked like there was nothing special about the sand table map. Whether it was the proportion or the grid, these were common sense, right?

Zhu Di was still praising Balabala over there, and his words were also written by Zou Zou. It was probably all the words Song Lian praised in class.

Zhu Di was praising him, and another internal official came outside. When he saw that the Liao King Zhu Qi had woken up, he hurriedly ran over the old man happily and said:

"Your Highness, I have woken you up. Your Majesty said, "Your Highness, you can hurry up and go with me after you wake up."

Well, I don’t need to ask, and I know what I’m doing. It must be for the sand table map.

Since Zhu Yuanzhang called him, Zhu Qi did not dare to neglect any of it. He quickly changed his clothes and followed the inner officer.

After passing through the palace gate, I soon arrived at the imperial study room. I saw a group of military generals in the imperial study room, and the prince Zhu Biao was also there. In the room, there was a sand table of map made yesterday, Zhu Yuanzhang stood by, and Xu Da was facing the map and talking to Zhu Yuanzhang.

When Zhu Yuanzhang saw that Zhu Qi was coming, he hurriedly called Zhu Qi in and said in the first sentence:

"My son Zhu Qi made this sand table. How about it? Isn't my son Zhu Qi very popular with the general?"

This scene is like an old father who praises everywhere with certificates. But if he praises normally, it would be fine. It would be like a general from now on. How could he bear it! The Ming Dynasty is no more than other dynasties, especially Zhu Yuanzhang, who has high hopes for every son, hoping that every son can be the God of War in the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Qi was really clear about how much he had on the military level. He could copy poems, draw them at will, and do business at will. However, this is a general who led troops to fight and became a general, which is definitely not a joke. Wars will kill people!

At that time, Zhu Qi blushed and waved his hands repeatedly to deny it, claiming that he was poor and had no such thing as a general!

Xu Da immediately said: His Highness, who is not so humble, not arrogant or impatient, is worthy of being His Majesty's son.

I won’t mention the following matters, it’s out of control, and I’ll praise Zhu Qi for a while.

Even though he knew that the prince was Zhu Biao, the strongest prince of the Ming Dynasty who had no suspicion of his younger brothers in history, Zhu Qi's heart was still trembling and panicked when he heard it.

After finally praising it, Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and asked Zhu Qi to go back.

Zhu Qicai walked out of the imperial study room and realized, "What a good guy, is he calling himself over and being praised?"

Forget it, look at the expressions of the generals, I must be very satisfied. I guess the one thousand taels of silver investment funds of the Crown Prince Zhu Biao could not be eliminated. As for the others, Zhu Qi didn't understand and was too lazy to care about them. There were so many talents in Hongwu, and they were holding on to them when the sky fell!

Thinking of this, Zhu Qi waved his sleeves, went back to draw comics, and wrote a store plan.

…………

When Xu Da left the palace and returned home, it was already evening.

He went out yesterday in the evening sunset, but today he went home in the evening sunset again. The most worried thing is naturally his family.

It happened that he was having a meal at home. Xu Da sat down on the main seat and looked at everyone's expressions. He knew that his family was very curious about why Xu Da had entered the palace for so long.

Xu Da smiled and said:

"You don't have to worry. Your Majesty did not mean to blame me for the previous defeat. This time I went to the palace for a day, mainly because of His Highness the King of Liao."

Xu Zengshou asked in confusion:

"Is it the King of Liao who recovered from serious illness last month?"

Xu Da nodded:

"That's right, His Highness the King of Liao's illness seemed to be a blessing in disguise. I won't say that it's too detailed. Anyway, it's all military affairs, but His Highness the King of Liao is indeed talented and humble, and I am very optimistic about His Highness."

Xu Miaoyun said with a smile:

"It's rare to hear my father praise others."

"His Highness of the King of Liao is not an ordinary person. He not only has talent but also literary talent. Some time ago, he wrote a poem called "Song of Drinking Under Flowers". I will read it to you..."

Xu Da was reading there, but Xu Miaoyun's expression changed after listening to it. This poem... was written by someone in Xiaoxiang Pavilion that day!
Chapter completed!