Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, Zhang Yue didn't have much experience in this sentence before, but now he has the real thing.

Just now, Zhu Di was still laughing heartily, like an ordinary elder, and at this moment, he suddenly smiled and asked such a heart-wrenching remark, if it is replaced by a person with a slightly worse psychological quality, even if he is not frightened, it is most likely that Ai Ai does not know what to say. Even if Zhang Yue's heart is calm, he can't help but be surprised when he hears this, thanks to his quick wit, he actually made a good statement between the lightning and flint.

"Your Majesty, the student was weak when he was young, and when he saw the two brothers dancing with guns and sticks, he was envious in his heart, and he also hoped that he would one day be healthy and able to make military achievements on the Prancing Horse Field. When I grew up and my body was getting better, the British government sent a few generals to teach at home, but although I followed the diligent study and hard practice, the martial arts were just ordinary. At that time, Mr. Du taught me that instead of being a laughing stock on the battlefield with half-baked kung fu, it is better to study diligently, and I can also make a fortune for my father and mother. ”

If Zhang Yue said anything to serve the country and cherish the world, Zhu Di, who was tired of hearing this kind of words, might only smile, but at this time, Zhang Yue directly came up with the simplest, most popular but also most credible reason, and he immediately laughed. After looking Zhang Yue up and down, he suddenly asked again: "Since you have practiced martial arts, is it possible to open a bow?" ”

"Back to the emperor, the student can pull out a strong bow with one stone, but the accuracy is limited." When he said this, Zhang Yue secretly glanced up at Zhu Di, and saw that he didn't think it was angry when he saw the smile on the corner of his mouth, so he deliberately added a sentence in his heart, "But the student's eldest brother can not only pull a two-stone strong bow, but also be able to penetrate Yang in a hundred steps. ”

"Your big brother...... Hmm, is that the eldest son of Zhang You, the general of the cochin? ”

Zhang Yue really didn't expect that this emperor would even know the situation in his own home, so he was stunned for a moment before nodding.

At this time, many of the scholars next to him have eliminated the original hostility, and even many people sighed for Zhang Yue - this is a rare opportunity, and it is time to show off his literary talents, what kind of martial arts? However, Yang Shiqi and Yang Rong secretly exchanged a look, and appreciated Zhang Yue's calmness. Even Wanshijie, who has always been lazy and uninhibited, is slightly surprised, and looking at Zhang Yue's gaze, there is a little more admiration - at this time, how many people will think of their brother?

"Okay, if you have a chance another day, I want Zhang Fu to take that kid with good martial arts for me to see!"

Zhu Di originally intended to test Zhang Yue, but after this question and answer, I saw that he was neither humble nor arrogant, and what was even more rare was that he was sincere, but he had a lot of good feelings. He has always been quite tolerant of military generals, and he was heartbroken when he died in the war Zhang Yu, so he would treat Zhang Yu's three sons well, but fortunately, Zhang Fu was young and heroic, and now he is a famous general.

At this time, he had a trace of regret - this young man has good knowledge and conduct, if he is brave, it is appropriate to pass on to Zhang Fuhei's British duke. Zhang Futang is a dignified prince of the country, and he is also a military general and an important minister, and he is over forty years old and has no children under his knees, which makes people feel uneasy after all.

While Zhu Di was pondering, Zhang Yue also quietly and carefully looked at this emperor who had both merits and demerits. If you want to talk about merit, the repeated defeat of Mongolia to pacify Jiaozhi and pacify Tibet, and Zheng He's trip to the West and the Yongle ceremony, no matter which one of them is a merit that other emperors can't get at all; To say, after the Battle of Jingjing, Fang Xiaoru and others were killed by ten clans, and then they reused Jinyiwei to hunt down dissidents on a large scale, and this cruel method was almost not inferior to his father Zhu Yuanzhang. Just standing in front of him at this moment, he could feel a terrifying momentum.

This is the real Yongle Emperor, not the kind of bluffing actor on TV!

It was rare to come to Yang Shiqi's house with great interest, and met an interesting little guy again, Zhu Di's mood became better and better. Hearing that today's meeting had just begun, he motioned for everyone to continue, and then instructed Zhang Yue to sit down and continue to copy.

There are no seats for anyone here, even if Zhu Zhanji, Yang Shiqi, and Yang Rong are all standing aside, Zhang Yue's seat is simply uncomfortable. When the ink was gone, he concentrated on the pen and began to write, and these chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down.

Zhu Zhanji has countless people watching in the palace on weekdays, and his every move must conform to the royal demeanor, and it is easy to see the opportunity on this day, so he refuses to stay next to Zhu Di and listen to other people's poems, so he slipped behind Zhang Yue. Seeing that he was concentrating, and the words flowing out of his pen were upright and round, and as if he was not paying attention to himself at all, he couldn't help but rub his chin thoughtfully.

"The Imperial Grandson."

"Ah, it's Lord Yang." Zhu Zhanji turned his head and saw that it was Yang Shiqi, so he nodded with a smile, "It's rare to see the imperial grandfather so happy, today's trip is really not in vain." ”

While he spoke, he pointed to Zhang Yue, who was deaf to him and only cared about copying, and stepped forward and whispered to Yang Shiqi: "That **** went to Guozijian and happened to meet Yuanjie, and I felt that he acted quite right to my spleen and stomach." After all, there are few people who don't speak without concealment. Since Grandpa Huang admires him quite a lot, can Lord Yang find an opportunity to introduce him to the East Palace? ”

Although this sounds ordinary, is Yang Shiqi an ordinary person? raised his eyes and looked at Zhu Zhanji, who was smiling easily, and his heart was as bright as a mirror - this Han King is now imprisoned, and he will soon fall, but as long as he does not die, his ambition may not stop there, and there is another King Zhao. Zhang Yue is the nephew of the British Gong Zhang Fu no matter what, and summoning people into the East Palace is undoubtedly a weather vane.

Yang Shiqi himself is ironclad*, but at this time he is extremely cautious. Seeing that Yang Rong was accompanying Zhu Di to laugh and comment on those poems, and didn't notice the situation here, he shook his head slightly: "Emperor Taisun, if the emperor really had this intention just now, he would have called Yuan Festival to read it for you." This matter needs to be considered in the long run, and there is no need to rush it for a while. He is now my junior, and if I have the opportunity, I will naturally explain some things to him slowly. ”

"That's good." Zhu Zhanji smiled slightly, the deep meaning on his face disappeared, and suddenly glanced back at Zhang Yue, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, "My companions are either wooden people who follow the rules, or people with deep thoughts, or simply guys whose hearts are higher than the sky and thinner than paper, if there is such an honest and wonderful person as him, I will not be so boring." ”

Neither Zhu Zhanji nor Yang Shiqi noticed that when these words were finished, Zhang Yue, who should be concentrating on writing, shook his shoulders slightly-Zhang Yue, who had excellent ears, never thought that he would one day get such an evaluation as an "honest wonderful person". It seems that it is necessary for him to continue to be honest.

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Well, that day, I also wrote a crooked poem in the new book for Xiaoyu's classmates: embroidered colors hide deep boudoirs, male and female flowers are bright. The gentlemen look at the railing, who holds the beauty and returns. Please watch "Embroidered Color", ISBN 1181356