They knew too little about Zhu Shangbing, and even Jin Yiwei didn't have many clues.

Why can this person stay safe and secure in chaos in the future?

It was clear that no matter which side, he had an advantage.

Zhu Yuanzhang was puzzled and even suspected that King Qin secretly erased the traces of his growth. After a long time, he sighed and turned to look at Fang Xiaoru.

Mao Xiang, who was on one side, realized what was going on and left on his own, leaving only the two of them in Kunning Palace.

The man raised his eyes and looked at Fang Xiaoru, who was at a loss, and ordered.

"Go and do something. Try to persuade Yun Wen and the two boys to go to the racecourse and see how they can ride and shoot."

It doesn’t matter who it is, you know it without having to say it.

When he heard this order, Fang Xiaoru was still a little confused, and then he was in a dilemma.

The eldest grandson is not good at riding and shooting. Wouldn't this push him into a pit of fire?

He complained endlessly in his heart, but when Zhu Yuanzhang took a look at him, he saw that although he was smiling, he was more intimidating than having a straight face, so he could only accept the order and leave here tremblingly.

A mute who eats Coptis chinensis cannot express the pain.

Fang Xiaoru regretted why he had taken this trip in such a hurry just to say a few words about Zhu Shangbing.

"I'm just shooting myself in the foot."

…

Inside the Linde Hall.

Looking at the cheap old man with mud marks all over his body, he had a smile on his face.

Unexpectedly, the next second.

There was a sound of willow branches breaking through the air, and Zhu Shangbing was caught off guard.

He was just a few steps late, so how could he suffer such a big loss? He didn't even see Zhu Xi pick up the wicker.

He didn't know how to stop beating someone. Instead, he held the willow stick in his hand and said loudly with a straight face.

"It's a father's fault if he doesn't teach him well! From now on, the six skills of a gentleman are indispensable."

Ritual, music, shooting and numbering are the six arts.

Zhu Shangbing was shocked when he heard that he wanted to learn from these things, and looked at the cheap daddy with a dissatisfied look on his face.

Hearing him talking about his future plans, he stopped him repeatedly.

"Wait a minute! Dad, you haven't learned these things, how can you lead by example?"

After saying this, the wicker rose again, but the words were stuck in my throat and I couldn't speak.

It seems that he really doesn't know how to do it, and he is often scolded for his schoolwork.

Seeing his silence, Zhu Shangbing couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In history, Zhu Yuanzhang valued family ties the most. Apart from Zhu Biao, he also valued Zhu Chong very much.

But it’s a bit harsher to say.

This King of Qin was somewhat ignorant and refused to change despite repeated admonitions.

If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer the consequences.

He felt pitiful for being poisoned to death by three old ladies.

And being entrusted with important responsibilities during his lifetime is enough to show his grace, but it is really disappointing!

Whether Zhu Shangbing can survive depends on whether his father can survive for a long time.

It was only a few years before King Qin was poisoned, and he could not stand idly by.

Just as Zhu Shangbing was planning the big time, Zhu Ping, who had been silent for a long time, spoke with firmness in his tone.

"My father has taken the lead to avoid wrong choices for you, son! Study hard, and my father believes that you will become a great person in the future."

Those who didn't know better thought he was sacrificing himself for others.

But the quiet palace was a little more energetic because of him. The temperament of King Qin in the fiefdom was not like this. Zhu Shangbing knew that this was to make him adapt.

Thinking of this, Zhu Shangbing turned around and walked out of the house with helplessness on his face, no longer looking at the cheap daddy.

But the smile on the corner of his lips revealed his good mood.

The next day, the news that Zhu Yunwen invited Zhu Yunxi to the racecourse reached the ears of Zhu Shangbing, who was drowsy at this time. He looked puzzled. Jianwen was not good at riding and shooting at all.

Why ask for trouble?

If you want to suppress Zhu Yunxi, you might as well hold a poetry gathering and overwhelm him and those martial artists Qiu Ba every minute.

He was just lamenting that those people were so unlucky, who knew a disaster would come from heaven.

A eunuch hurried over and saw Zhu Shangbing changing into his white robe. He paused slightly and spoke timidly with embarrassment written on his face.

"His Royal Highness, the royal grandsons invite you to the racecourse to compete in horseback riding and archery."

The emperor’s grandsons?

Both invited him. If he didn't go, he would be indirectly offending both the civil and military parties.

He lowered his head and glanced at the white cloud-patterned robe on his body, sighed and walked out directly.

They come, the security.

…

Inside the racecourse.

Zhu Yunxi was riding a strong bay-red horse, carrying a freshly-dead rabbit in his hand, looking at Zhu Yunqi with a vague look in his eyes. He was brought up by a military commander and had a natural advantage.

As soon as they arrived, they hunted a rabbit. When Lan Yu and other distinguished nobles from Huaixi saw it, they looked at the civil servants behind the prince with a proud expression.

"The eldest grandson is pampered and doesn't have much time to ride horses. It won't be a shame even if he loses to Yunxi."

Lan Yu pretended to be displeased and scolded the people behind her with a frown, her voice was loud enough to reach everyone's ears.

Including Zhu Shangbing, who is not far away.

He was hiding in the grass, growing obscenely, preparing to see what was going on and reappearing at the critical moment.

But he didn't expect that this moment would come so quickly.

Zhu Yunxi reined in his horse and turned to look in the direction of the racecourse entrance, frowning slightly and asking the eunuch not far away.

"Why hasn't Prince Qin come yet?"

"Are you afraid?"

Two questions in a row made it clear that he was laughing at him.

Before Zhu Shangbing could respond, General Huo began to gloat in his mind.

"Zhu Lang, can you bear this?"

If it hadn't been for such a teasing tone, perhaps Zhu Shangbing would really have said something intolerable.

He looked into the distance and shook his head slightly without saying anything. He looked for a black horse outside and came here. He pretended to have just arrived and greeted the two of them with a smile.

After he finished speaking, Zhu Shangbing appeared. Zhu Yunxi was a little embarrassed. He hummed lightly and rode away to a distance, pointing his bow at the full moon at the birds in the sky.

Just hearing a "whoosh" sound, the arrow flew out of the string and shot straight into the sky.

The sparrow's body was pierced and it fell to the ground, turning the green grass red.

"My brother is very good at riding and shooting. I am very envious of him."

If anyone else had said this, Zhu Yunxi would have turned black, but it was Zhu Yunwen who said this, with envy in his eyes.

Zhu Yunxi was in a good mood after being so praised by him. His eyes lit up when he saw a dark figure in the forest. He smiled and rode away, saying in his mouth.

"Guys, wait a minute, His Highness is going to hunt a deer today!"

From beginning to end, Zhu Yunwen sat quietly on the horse without moving.

This made Zhu Shangbing wonder whether his understanding of history was too one-sided. He even suspected that Jianwen and Zhu Gaochi of the fourth Zhu family had changed the script.

That's the kind of person that kid is.

How similar the two are...

Zhu Shangbing was still admiring the beautiful scenery, when a sound that disturbed the scenery suddenly appeared next to him.

I saw Lan Yu riding a good horse, her eyes full of contempt and disdain, and she spoke to the two of them.

"Why don't His Royal Highness and the Crown Prince leave? There may be some good prey in the forest. Why not use this as a bet to see who is better."

An inexplicable gambling situation appeared, and the initiator had a proud look in his eyes as if he was bound to win.

After hearing this, Zhu Yunwen looked at Zhu Shangbing with worry on his face, his eyes full of concern.

What the latter wanted to say suddenly stopped. For some reason, he always felt that Jianwen was right to become a monk, and it was indeed very compassionate.

The silence between the two fueled Lan Yu's arrogance, just when he was about to ridicule.

A stranger's voice came from behind.
Chapter completed!