C14

On the 6th of June, the Second Elder Brother Zhu's family got busy as the sky turned bright.

Zhao Qi was wearing a green robe and a blue scarf. He directed the four robust servant s to fold the rattan wooden boxes that were used to store books and the thick wooden boxes that were used to store clothes and tie them to the ox-cart.

Zhu Yisu had rented a total of six robust servant s from Jian Dianbiao's family. Each of them were in their prime, their fathers were the same as the Kan family, they were all former military men trained by Qi Jiguang. At the same time, all of them understood the way the Qi Family Army operated.

There was also a grandfather-grandson pair, an old man with a single eye, and a young man stuttering.

This old man Chen Xuanguang was a Yew-Crow man. Back then, Qi Jiguang had trained in the Ouroboros Clan's new army, and the old man's father was only a laborer. He was lucky to have been chosen. Chen Xuanguang became a member of the Qi Family Army during his youth. He worked as a civilian counselor, mainly in charge of military discipline. His hobbies were studying firearms, and his eyeballs were the cost of studying firearms.

Even Emperor Wanli, who was hiding in the palace, knew that his Garrison Army was crippled. The purpose of these servant s that he had rented from the Kan family was only to train the 1,100 plus guards under the customization of Xinping Fort.

The Thousand Clans Xinping Fort was right at the foot of the Great Wall. Zhu Yisu did not expect to be able to train an elite like the Qi Family Army, as long as there were a few hundred guards that could obey orders, it would be enough.

After all, Xinping Fort was also a strong city. If one discovered the enemy's situation and ignited their flames, with a few hundred guards listening to orders, they would be able to hold on for one or two days. Even if the surrounding guards and soldier s dawdled, they would still be able to rush over to provide support.

Zhu Yisu also had other thoughts, such as a team of obedient soldiers. Even if they can't beat them, they can protect the father and son while they escape.

Out of the 98 people, 6 of the robust servant s each had a Qi's Sword, and 3 of them had bows on their backs. The Chen family's grandfather and grandson were even carrying one long rod each. There were a total of eight combat units, both far and near. And there was secret service of the Ming Dynasty Little Flag Hee Chong, who was leading a school cavalry escort.

Second Elder Brother Zhu... No, to be more accurate, it was Zhu Hongzhao. He already had that name when they were betrothed yesterday. For the disciples of the clan, they had to register and then request for names, marriage, and other similar matters to be decided by the elders of Imperial Clan Court.

Now that Zhu Yisu and his son had stripped away their ancestral statuses, there was no need to go through the process of requesting a name that was stuck in the past. Zhu Hongzhao was a member of Mu Zi's generation, so he had to use the word 'Mu' in his name.

After struggling for so long, with the sun and moon shining brightly, he set himself up as the target of the Ming Dynasty and reluctantly convinced Zhu Yisu, which was why he had the name Zhu Hongzhao.

Zhu San'er, on the other hand, didn't receive the same treatment as he did. Together, they became known as Zhu Honglin. The name came from the fact that trees flourished because of the sun, and also from the fact that he was able to burn himself and light up the sky; and from the fact that he hoped that his son would flourish like a forest.

Originally, this name was given to his son by Zhu Yisu. Now, Second Elder Brother Zhu had his own proposal to change his name to Zhu Hongzhao. This very good name was given to Zhu San'er.

Summer was hot and dry, while the Northern Lands was scorching hot.

On the long journey, he had donned only a cotton jacket, a white paper fan at his waist, and a handful of vegetables to feed the twelve geese. He was calm and composed, dressed casually, yet made the servant s who were moving things not to underestimate him.

On the third day, he copied 4 books and 5 scriptures, "Sun Zi's Military Art", "Wu Zi's Military Law", "Sima Law" and one book of "Vajra Sutra", totaling over 170 thousand words. Every day, he copied nearly 60 thousand words on white paper. Being praised endlessly by Master He of Zhi Zhou, all the famous figures of Daizhou City fought to watch. Just by this alone, all the coarse men of servant found it hard to express their admiration for him.

The matter of Zhu Yisu and his son betting on copying the books was also spread out among the people of Zhizhou. At such a young age, Second Elder Brother Zhu's marriage to Lee Yuvniang had become a hot topic in the Daizhou.

These days, the commoners did not have much fun. Under the restrictions of information and knowledge, national affairs could not be discussed. The most popular topic of discussion was still being like scholars, liking to listen to the tune of talented people.

The commoners had no doubt that Second Elder Brother Zhu had copied thirteen books. With Second Elder Brother Zhu's imperial family and his father's reputation, it was not strange that he had such a strong foundation.

However, even if the scholars in Daizhou City beat Second Elder Brother Zhu to death, they would never believe that a ten-year old child could copy so many books within three days. They thought Second Elder Brother Zhu was faking it, but because Master He had spoken up, they didn't dare to say it out loud.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be a fake, but a fake one.

However, this faking had to be done, and the innocent students thought that it was a simple act. In any case, he just couldn't believe it, so he had to see it for himself. If Second Elder Brother Zhu was faking it, then he must resolutely beat it to the bone and expose it. This was the only way to get rid of this evil villain in order to get rid of the literati from the north of Jin Dynasty. If that was true, then it would be best to spread the news and show off the might of their Northern Jin disciples.

If Second Elder Brother Zhu had been a member of the clan before, they would not have acknowledged him as a scholar. Now that their clan's records had been stripped, their youth had become famous, and they had made up their minds to change their names as guards, everyone knew that they had brought glory to the students of Northern Jin.

As for those whose thoughts were impure, it was much simpler. If they couldn't do it, then Second Elder Brother Zhu definitely couldn't. Revealing Second Elder Brother Zhu's fake face just happens to be stepping on Second Elder Brother Zhu's reputation for his wisdom and courage to not fear rape.

After all, since his clan was destroyed, this Second Elder Brother Zhu was also of the imperial family, and his father was a thousand, so he could be on the same level as rape. It was best if Second Elder Brother Zhu and his son beat them up after they exposed him. That way, their reputation would be better …

A bunch of students with all kinds of thoughts left Daizhou City, but they didn't know that their target had already set off northwards, towards Datong Town.

At the Lee Family near the village entrance, Lee Yuvniang was holding a goose feather quill as she practiced her hard brush technique. Sometimes she would smile foolishly, and other other times, her face would flush red.

All the goose feathers that could be used by the five big white geese at home had been plucked, all because of the promotional contribution made by the lord of Daizhou, the prefecture, yesterday.

This He Kenzhou boasts of being a Qing Liu, and Zhu Yisu gave his son Zhu Hongzhao's book 4: 5 as a gift in return, giving He Kenzhou a precious treasure. After asking Zhu Hongzhao about the process of writing the book, he found out about the father and son bet. He liked the talent shown by Zhu Hongzhao at such a young age, and felt that Zhu Hongzhao had the temperament of an ancient scholar.

Without waiting for Zhu Yisu to speak, He Zhizhou took the initiative to recommend Zhu Hongzhao's Lee Family as the matchmaker. When the lord of Zhizhou came to this small village, the local gentry naturally gathered around to brush up on his presence.

The lord of Zhizhou wanted to be famous for Zhu Hongzhao, so the reputation of the quill went away. That day, when the Master of Zhizhou left, the other nobles who needed to be looked up to by the Lee Family took out their thick gifts and each of them begged for a few quills to return. It wasn't that there weren't any geese in their house, but that Lee Family had its own meaning.

Not to mention other things, Second Elder Brother Zhu's bet with his father on the marriage of young lady from the Lee Family to copy thirteen copies of the books at a tender age of ten would eventually become an ancient saying. If he didn't ask for a few goose feathers to be touched by the literary aura, how long would it take?

Old Man Liu, who had received three Soldier's Books in return, felt even more elated when he saw this. His words were filled with an unrelenting love.

Thus, Old Man Liu had even used his power to take advantage of others and sent Second Elder Brother Zhu's matter to the capital. This could also be considered as Li reporting as a peach. In secret service of the Ming Dynasty, there was no such thing as retirement. For a senior military officer like him, there was only one way to retire: by sudden death.

Now that Lee Yuvniang allowed Zhu Hongzhao, it was inconvenient for him to show his face, even if he had to cover his face with a veil. As a result, Lee Xiuhsing could only squat at home and look at her giggling sister with a sour feeling in her heart.

Right now, she was really envious of her sister. She had a talented, loving, and talented young master. And she? In his entire life, it would be hard to find a proper marriage. Even if he could get married out of it, it would still be a problem.

The two families were engaged to be married. Lee Yuvniang was currently fourteen years old, so it would be difficult to delay her for too long. The wedding was in two years, not long. Lee Xiuhsing felt that she should do something. She didn't want her younger sister to hide in her house forever after she got married. It would be too shameful.

Lee Yuvniang took up the pen and wrote down the three words, "Zhu Hongzhao". The more she read, the more she liked it.

Right now, she felt like she was the happiest woman in the world. Thinking about the interactions she had with Zhu Hongzhao for the past two months, she couldn't help but squint her eyes.

"Sister, what are you thinking about?"

"What?"

Seeing Lee Yuvniang wake up from her daze, Lee Xiuhsing swallowed the idea that she had just thought of. He only gave a small smile. "Is little sister thinking about Erlang?"

Lee Yuvniang's pretty face turned serious as if she was thinking for her family's business. However, her blushing face betrayed her, "Where's that? I was thinking about my uncle's idea of raising a goose. "

"Second Uncle's idea is good, but it is not a long-term solution. Goose feather brushstroke gift is fine, if used for business. The reputation that our family has built up is ruined. I guess grandfather also thought the same way, that's why he didn't agree to second uncle's suggestion. "

"Elder sister has a thorough understanding. Whoever marries such a virtuous wife will be able to prosper."

Lee Xiuhsing smiled along with him. How could Lee Yuvniang, who was immersed in happiness, notice the loneliness in Lee Xiuhsing's eyes?

Aside from the two ox-cart carriages, two other people who were riding on secret service of the Ming Dynasty were riding on it in the name of a government official. In addition, there was also a carriage gifted by Old Master Liu. It seemed that the old man had fallen in love with the exchange of courtesies.

On the official road, Zhao Qi was driving a carriage. On both sides of two guards riding on secret service of the Ming Dynasty, two ox-carts were pulling luggage and eight servant. This could also be considered as the 'high mobility' army of the Ming Dynasty.

Inside the carriage, Zhu Yisu wore a blue official uniform, and wore a black veil hat. In his hand, he held a folding fan to cool it down. The eldest son, Zhu Honglin, had a younger brother who had only just learned Daizhou, so he naturally seized every moment to study.

He was holding a book of "Analects" and reading the notes. Whenever he encountered something he didn't understand, he would ask his father, Zhu Yisu. Zhu Yisu shook his head and answered as he squinted his eyes and shook the carriage.

After ordering a Heaven's Foot, Zhu Hongzhao could be said to be satisfied as he saw the loli he liked as his wife and gave a name that suited his mood. Lying lazily on the deer skin, he held the folding fan in one hand and his chin in the other.

He had a strong opinion of this studious older brother of his. The shaking car was full of books and books, and after two attempts of persuasion, he refused to listen. Well, it's up to you, but it's not me.

Wan Li 48 years, I still don't know how long this old emperor will be able to hold on. To be honest, Zhu Hongzhao was very satisfied with his current living conditions. As Zhu Yisu became more distant, he was even more satisfied with the change in his political status.

If this old emperor could hold on for a hundred years, then there would be no need for us to work so hard to rebel. Rebellion was very dangerous, and the servant that he borrowed from the Kan family was not reliable either.

However, that old man called Chen Xuanguang was not bad, he was skilled. He might even be able to pull out the battle weapon, the Mini Rifle, from before the Industrial Revolution. If it could be mass-produced, it would be a godly weapon to kill gods and buddhas.

He understood the most basic principles of this thing. He had discussed it with others before, but had ended up getting his face beaten black and blue by someone for taking data. Impressive, knowing that this thing needed to be mass-produced in the early stages of industrialization, but with industrialization, after the rifle, who would use the Mini Rifle this backward, slow firing of the front-loading rifle?