"Father, can you bring me some gifts?" Zhu Gaochi's children made a request, he took Liu Chun's big stack of gymnastics sketches, and he hadn't returned the gift yet, which was not the style that the eldest son of King Yan should have.

A few days ago, Xiao Chubby Dun didn't have the courage to do so, but after Liu Chun and Zhu Di quarreled, it was obvious that Yan Wang's face was not so cold, and Zhu Gaochi's courage was also bigger, and he dared to put forward "thinking about non-separation"!

Zhu Di snorted, "No! ”

Xiao Chubby suddenly lowered his head in fright, people just can't get carried away...... Suddenly, Zhu Di said again: "This king will not be your messenger, you have to send things yourself!" ”

The little chubby dun was stupid, Xu Miaoyun covered her mouth and chuckled, and slapped her son's buttocks.

"Silly boy, take the gift and go with my father!"

Zhu Gaochi's eyes widened, and he was pleasantly surprised!

Turning his head, he went straight to the kitchen.

After a while, he carried a food box about the same height as him, and chirped out, and it was full of delicious food!

Zhu Di stretched out his hand to take the food box, handed it to Zhu Neng casually, and then hugged the little fat dun in his arms and rode a big dark horse together!

"Father taught you how to ride a horse!"

……

King Yan took the eldest prince out of the city, surrounded by guards, like a gust of wind, to the city gate.

Coincidentally, an ox cart came on.

"It's Master Daoyan!"

Zhu Di hurriedly dismounted, put the little fat dun aside, and took the initiative to go over to give a salute.

The old monk Dao Yan, who looked like a sick tiger, got out of the car with a smile.

"Lord Wang, is this hunting again?"

Zhu Di's old face was slightly red, and what he said seemed to be how unscrupulous he was.

"Master, look at this."

Zhu Di handed over the things painted by Liu Chun to Dao Yan. The old monk took it, looked at it carefully for a long time, and was suddenly shocked!

"Lord Wang, this, this is the method of refining the body, where did you get it from?" Dao Yan's voice changed, and he was surprised: "Lord Wang, since ancient times, famous generals have trained their troops, and they all have their own subtle and unique methods. Such as Wei Wushu, such as Qin Ruishi, such as tiger and leopard riding, are all trained in this way. It's a pity that these methods of military training are rarely circulated, but they are the way of using soldiers, and they are full of sweat. But you must know that if you don't have elite soldiers, how can you use it! ”

The old monk Daoyan really had two shots, and Zhu Di nodded frequently. Who says no, like Sun Tzu's Art of War, Thirty-six Strategies, there is never a shortage of books on the way of using soldiers and conspiracy, but there are very few ways to make an ordinary person become an excellent soldier!

This is like a lot of wealth stories, entrepreneurial experiences, about the sky, but few people mention, where does the most precious first gold come from!

Without start-up capital, you make a fart fortune!

Without enough background, dropping out of school in junior year, hiding in an underground garage, three or two people can make the richest man in the world?

Isn't this a liar!

Zhu Di has been working for many years, of course, he knows that without elite soldiers, everything is empty talk!

"Master, you said that these things can train elite soldiers?"

The old monk smiled dumbly, "How can it be so easy!" Lord Wang, the old man thinks that this method is just the foundation, and I don't know if there is any further content! If there is, maybe you can really train an elite soldier for His Highness who can fight! ”

Dao Yan was in the fifteenth year of Hongwu, and traveled thousands of miles from Beijing to Beiping.

That year, Zhu Yuanzhang's beloved Empress Ma died, and the heartbroken Emperor Hongwu sent a senior monk to each of his sons and asked them to pray for Empress Ma.

It was under this circumstance that Daoyan came to Beiping, speaking of which Yao Guangxiao was only seven years younger than Zhu Yuanzhang, and they became monks almost at the same time.

But the life trajectory of these two people is simply one in the sky and the other underground...... Zhu Yuanzhang participated in the Red Turban Uprising, from a big-headed soldier to a hegemon, and then swept away Liuhe, swept the Eight Desolations, and became the emperor!

Dao Yan, he first became a monk, and then went to learn the Taoist Yin and Yang Mathematics, what astronomy and geography, divination, side doors, power and scheming, he is all fine.

It's just that when Dao Yan came out of the teacher and wanted to show his skills, the troubled times were over, and Zhu Yuanzhang sat firmly in the country and ruled the country with an iron fist...... Dao Yan is stupid, he has learned so many skills, all of them are useless, and he is about to grow old and achieve nothing!

It's the same two little monks, why is the difference so big?

After a short period of grief, Dao Yan put his hope on Zhu Di, maybe this martial His Royal Highness King Yan can realize his wish to go down in history!

When he saw something that could increase Zhu Di's strength, Dao Yan was simply happier than anyone else.

He was glad to accompany Zhu Di to the barracks together, and in this way, the "Jingyan Iron Triangle" that will dominate in the future came together.

It's just that these two people don't have the slightest feeling of sympathy, on the contrary, they still have their own hearts.

First of all, it was Dao Yan, he took a closer look at Liu Chun, a layer of thick hair stubble had emerged from his bare braincase, his facial features were delicate, his body was straight, and he looked good.

But the problem is that he is too young, at most thirteen years old!

How could he have a clever way to strengthen his body? This thing is not like articles and poems, you can rely on talent, any kind of fist and foot kung fu, exercise method, even the simplest one by tree, there are skills.

It takes a lot of people and a long time to polish it out, and it is by no means a slap on the brain.

Therefore, Dao Yan immediately concluded that there was someone behind Liu Chun, and he was a master!

Whether it is friend or foe, Dao Yan feels that it is a threat!

The old monk entered the combat mode in advance, hanging his triangular eyes, and kept patrolling and scanning Liu Chun.

As for Zhu Di, why didn't he have any doubts, he caught Liu Chun by himself, this kid not only didn't hold grudges, but also gave his son a way to refine his body to lose weight, this kid would have such a good heart?

Don't have any plans, right?

Compared with the suspicious ghosts of the two adults, the young man is much simpler, and the little fat dun is like offering a treasure, and he takes out the same food for Liu Chun...... Sauce elbow, braised carp, white-cut chicken, lion's head, called flower chicken...... It's all fat and oily dishes, which is very in line with Chubby's hobby!

Liu Chun looked at it, they were all big roads, and he couldn't help but hesitate, "Childe, the palace will eat this?" ”

Little Fat Dun shook his head, "Of course not, this is only available during the New Year's holiday, and there are usually only one or two meat dishes." ”

"Oh." Liu Chun couldn't help but exclaim, "The prince is really thrifty!" ”

Xiao Chubby Dun held his fat chin and said with a smile: "It's the emperor's grandfather, his old man only eats four small dishes per meal, and the rice is still grown by himself!" ”

Zhu Gaochi did not lie that Zhu Yuanzhang received the millet from the local tribute, which was very delicious, but Emperor Zhu was afraid of disturbing the people, so he told the local government that as long as he had seeds, he would cultivate them in the palace and eat them by himself, and he would not allow the local tribute to pay any more tribute.

When it comes to loving the people, emperors throughout the ages, Zhu Yuanzhang is called second, and no one is called first!

"It turns out that Your Majesty doesn't eat whatever you want." Liu Chun chewed the chicken leg and said vaguely.

Suddenly, Dao Yan probe came to Liu Chun's face.

"Young man, these dishes are still out of sight? Have you ever eaten better? The old monk laughed furiously.

Liu Chun hurriedly said vigilantly: "No, I haven't eaten it, I've just heard it!" ”

"Who have you heard?" The old monk asked again.

At this time, Zhu Di also came over and said coldly: "This king also wants to know, it is said that you are just the son of a mountain people, you have lived in the mountains since you were a child, and you don't even know what year it is outside!" Isn't it God-granted? ”

Liu Chun finally understood, Zhu Di came to force the palace to ask about the case!

Ya's vigilance is really strong!

A set of radio gymnastics aroused his suspicions, Zhu Laosi, you live carefully enough!

Liu Chun threw aside the gnawed chicken leg bones, wiped the grease on his hands, and said calmly: "I didn't want to say it, but the prince asked, so I can only tell the truth, I am the heir of the Guo family!" ”

"Guo? What Kwoks? Zhu Di was still stunned.

Dao Yan exclaimed, "Guo Shoujing? Who is he? ”

Liu Chun's face was not red, and his heart was not beating, "It should be the master, or the ancestral master!" ”

"Oops!" Dao Yan's eyes lit up, and he was pleasantly surprised, "I found it, there is really a Guo family heir alive!" ”

It's the first time Zhu Di has seen Dao Yan lose his temper like this, this old monk can't be evil, right?

At this moment, Dao Yan actually forgot the existence of King Yan, and hurriedly squatted on the ground, humbly asking for advice, almost humble, "Little friend, can you give the old man, uh no, it's the little monk, give the little monk the tricks in the "Time Calendar", the little monk is grateful!" ”