The First Gongsheng of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 79 Resisting the Invading Enemy
When Zhu Houzhao brought people to the door of Zhang Zhou's house.

But when the courtyard door was open, someone was moving things inside...

Zhang Zhou's courtyard is being renovated.

Zhang Zhou was talking about the quality of life. Although the courtyard bestowed by the emperor was large, it used to be used as an official residence, and the people who lived there were temporary officials, or used it as a warehouse. It would be strange if it could be maintained well.

Now that Zhang Zhou is rich and powerful, in order to make his family live comfortably, he naturally has to tidy up the yard.

Zhang Zhou also wanted to realize the awesomeness he once boasted about.

But because of this, Zhu Houzhao was given a chance to break through.

"My lord, do you want to let the slaves go in first to communicate?"

Liu Jin followed Zhang Zhou, he was very reluctant to follow to such a place.

He didn't even have the qualifications to come forward to say a word to those who inspected wood, stone, and literature. Only then did he have a chance to follow up, but he only had an errand of calling a door or something.

It was Zhang Zhou's mansion...

It's strange for him to feel happy.

"No need! Ben Gong can go in personally!"

Zhu Houzhao stepped into the gate of Zhang's family with steps that his relatives did not recognize.

The main courtyard is very lively.

Many craftsmen were repairing the roof with scaffolding, knocking, and in the corner beside it, there was a four or five-year-old girl, Sui Sui, Zhang Zhou's eldest daughter, playing with mud there.

The family is tidying up the yard and needs to use mud. When the father is not at home, the children will follow suit.

Suisui's elder brother, Zhang Jun, went in to fetch water with a basin.

Brother Zhang Jun and his sister are fairly clean, and they use clear water to make mud. Children like to play with urine and mud. It is the most common entertainment for young children in this era, and it has long been commonplace for children.

But for Zhu Houzhao...

This is an appalling way to play.

When he saw the puddle of mud, the half of the house piled up with mud next to it, the little girl's dirty hands, and the sizzling sound when it was mixed with the mud...

Zhu Houzhao's eyes were shining blue, a hundred times more pleasant than what he saw on the sand table.

"Son..."

When Liu Jin found that Zhu Houzhao couldn't help walking towards the little girl, it was too late to stop her.

"You... Ben Gong will play with you, okay?"

Zhu Houzhao usually looks old-fashioned, but he is only a seven-year-old child. He walked up to Sui Sui and squatted down uninvited. Before Sui Sui could express anything, he reached out to grab the mud.

The tactile sensation when the hand touches the mud, and when you lift your hand up, you can see the mud on your hand...

Zhu Houzhao's face was full of intoxication.

He almost sighed to God, finally let me play the most fun game in the world.

"who are you?"

Sui Sui, on the other hand, looked at the boy who came out of nowhere with a puzzled face, with a bit of grievance in his eyes, "This is my house, you...you occupy my brother's place."

"It's okay, let's play together."

Zhu Houzhao also forgot what he was here for, grabbing the mud and stirring it.

Then grabbed a handful and, quite unceremoniously, smeared mud on the half-built mud house, and...

The mud house collapsed.

"Well……"

Sui Sui was not happy.

This person just ran into her own house for nothing, and even destroyed her brother's house. It's like bullying others.

But Sui Sui is strong in the end, endured it, and did not cry.

At this time, Xia Zhi, who was in charge of taking care of the children in the front yard, had already noticed the person coming, and she hurriedly asked, "Who are you?"

Because of the Jiangnan accent, he spoke in a hurry, and almost no one present could understand him.

It was Jin Yiwei who stepped forward to separate the people.

Seeing this scene, Sui Sui finally shed tears, but she was still just drying the tears up until now.

Zhu Houzhao said: "Don't cry, don't cry, you see, I piled it up again for you, I didn't mean it, why are you crying?"

Zhu Houzhao didn't grow up, besides his younger sister, this was the first girl he knew, and he obviously didn't have any experience in communicating with girls of the same age. Seeing that Sui Sui was crying, he couldn't help comforting her.

Zhu Houzhao is usually very arrogant, but he is still very good to his sister Zhu Xiurong.

"It doesn't look good to cry anymore!"

Zhu Houzhao took out the means to deal with his younger sister, stretched out his hand, and wiped the mud on Sui Sui's face, "Hey, this looks good, come here a few more times! Hahahaha... just like a little cat!"

"Wow……"

Sui Sui is not Zhu Xiurong after all, this stranger not only broke her clay sculpture, but now he has done it.

She finally couldn't help it, and burst into tears.

It's okay to cry...

Zhu Houzhao was stunned.

What kind of magical creature is this?

"Don't cry!"

In a panic, Zhu Houzhao could only use the majesty of the prince to scare people.

At the same time, Zhang Jun, who was fetching water in the yard next door, heard his sister crying and ran out aggressively. He saw a boy who was almost as tall as him bullying his sister. How could he bear it?

"Where did the villain come from, dare to come to bully my sister? I think you are tired of work! What are you looking at? Come and drive people away!"

After all, Zhang Jun is the young master of this family, and everyone was invited back by the family.

Zhang Jun naturally wants these people to help.

All the craftsmen in the yard stopped their work at this time.

Craftsmen are only hired to work, if it's just a child's mischief, they can take care of it, but except for the troubled children, everyone around them is tall and mighty with swords, and they don't look like ordinary people.

Either strongman...

But where is the strong man in broad daylight under the feet of the emperor in the capital?
Other than that, there is only one explanation, which is that they are all from the government.

Who dares to challenge the government?
"Hey, how do you talk, kid?"

Zhu Houzhao still restrained at this time.

Because he also knew that he was wrong first.

"I bullied your sister because I was careless. Who knew she was so fragile? I just collapsed her mud house and wiped her face a few times, just like a dead mother."

But it's fine if he doesn't speak, Zhang Jun couldn't help it.

His father taught him that when foreign enemies come, especially when they bully his younger sister, he must assume the responsibility of protecting his family like a man.

Then he...

He grabbed the mud and threw it at Zhu Houzhao unceremoniously.

"Pfft!"

Zhu Houzhao originally wanted to reason with Zhang Jun, but when he lowered his head and saw a big mud ball appeared on the front of his front, after splashing away, half of his chest was covered with mud...

This scene also stunned Jin Yiwei who followed in.

what's the situation?
Anyone dare to attack the prince?
It's just a six or seven-year-old kid?
If you hit the prince with mud, it shouldn't be considered an assassination, right?
But the prince was attacked, does this kid not want to live anymore?

This should be Zhang Xianshi's son, right?
Bad thing!
What is Zhang Xianshi's status in the palace now?Don't let the Zhang family father and son have nothing to do in the end, blame the prince's attack on our lack of protection, let's dismiss us and investigate?
"Oh, don't hurt your temper!" Liu Jin who was next to him was elated.

Great.

This kid looked like Zhang Zhou's son at first glance. Zhang Zhou was very spoiled, but his son was not that sensible.

His son beat the prince, how to deal with it is another matter, just say that the emperor and the prince can still treat him as a sweet potato?
Play a few more times!

Correct!
Change your posture and hit again.

"Your uncle dares to hit me?"

Zhu Houzhao was angry at first, the kind of unwillingness to be beaten. When the guards rushed up to take Zhang Jun down, he sternly said: "No one comes, let's see how I teach him!"

Then Zhu Houzhao grabbed the mud and threw it at Zhang Jun as well.

But Zhang Jun's agility was much higher than Zhu Houzhao's, and he dodged the thrown mud with a slight flash.

then……

Zhang Jun grabbed the mud again and continued to throw it at Zhu Houzhao.

"Who are you calling uncle? Your uncle!"

"Your uncle!"

Zhang Jun is six years old and his birthday is in March of the lunar calendar, while Zhu Houzhao's seventh birthday is in September of the lunar calendar. The age difference between the two is less than half a year.

In addition, Zhang Jun is in good physical condition... It is also because Zhu Houzhao has a sick father, so that the two are about the same size, and Zhang Jun is even slightly taller than Zhu Houzhao.

The tempers of the two are exactly the same.

They are all unwilling to admit defeat.

When a gentleman fights, he can't lose with his hands, let alone with his mouth.

You scold my uncle, of course I have to retaliate and scold you, so that it seems equal!

At first, the two were throwing mud balls while respecting each other's uncle, and then they were not relieved. When Zhang Jun came up, he grabbed Zhu Houzhao's clothes and wanted to press Zhu Houzhao into the mud!

developed to this point.

Jin Yiwei finally couldn't just sit idly by, but they also knew that this was the son of the "Master Zhang", and they didn't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face.

They rushed up and separated people in a hurry.

"My day, your uncle!"

Zhang Jun's words of cursing started to escalate, because the person who arrested him was brought from the opposite side, which is equivalent to saying that he was beaten by the crowd in his own yard.

As for the swearing words, he learned his father's way.

But Zhu Houzhao was not to be outdone: "I also like your uncle! Hey! This is very interesting!"

Zhu Houzhao's face was not as resentful as Zhang Jun's, and he was even secretly smiling.

For Zhang Jun, this is to resist the invading enemy.

But for Zhu Houzhao... from playing with mud, to throwing mud eggs at each other, to swearing at each other, it's all about playing.

……

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the other end.

Zhang Zhou is still busy in his own workshop, which is not far from home, not because it is cheaper to rent a yard around, but because...

He didn't bother to move.

If he had to walk a long way to get to the workshop every day, he would rather spend a little more to get the workshop and laboratory close to home.

In his theory, time is the only thing that a traveler cannot waste.

Time is the biggest cost for travelers to realize their own value.

When he learned from the hired people that a group of people had come to his house, he thought it might be someone from the palace, so he hurried home... At the door, he saw Xiao Jing who had rushed over after hearing the news, and the two looked at each other back……

Stepping into the yard together...

Together again, I saw the scene of two children fighting and quarreling.

At this time, Zhang Jun was being pulled up and dragged aside by Jin Yiwei. Zhang Jun and Zhu Houzhao were covered in mud, but Zhu Houzhao's situation was even worse.

Not badly.

No one is hurt.

But yelling at each other... This involves the issue of disrespect.

But Zhang Zhou also thought about it.

I was thinking in my heart, you two scolded well.

The uncle who scolded the emperor and the prince... Sorry, Daming is the eldest son inheritance system. Except for the son of the unlucky Daizong, no prince or emperor has a grandfather who is still alive.

As for Zhu Houzhao's scolding Zhang Jun... that's even more scolding.

Zhang Zhou also wanted to scold his brother into the ditch, so he thanked this kid for his help.

……

At this time the deadlock was broken, Zhang Jun was held by Jin Yiwei's arms, Zhu Houzhao was holding a handful of mud in his hand, and was about to wipe Zhang Jun's face.

"stop!"

Zhang Zhou shouted violently.

Zhu Houzhao's body trembled, the mud in his hand was too thin, and part of it slipped into his sleeve, so he flicked his sleeve to shake the mud out.

The Jin Yiwei next to him couldn't help but take a few steps back.

It's not that Jin Yiwei's psychological quality is not good...but... Zhang Zhou is currently recognized by this group of Jin Yiwei's fairy family, who knows if this guy will call a lightning bolt from the sky in a fit of anger and kill people?
The rumors about Zhang Zhou's ability in the palace were very strange.

Things like thunder and fire are not something ordinary people can do. Who knows if it was calculated, or Zhang Zhou did it himself?
Jin Yiwei let go of Zhang Jun's arm.

Zhang Jun had to be free, and quickly ran behind his father, as if he had found a backer, he said: "Father, they came to bully my sister!"

Zhu Houzhao said: "Hey, don't spitting blood, okay? When did I bully her? Just knocked down her pile of mud..."

"Also! You made my sister cry..."

Without saying a word, Zhang Tuesday slapped Zhang Jun on the ass.

"Snapped!"

It just sounded loud, using the back of his hand, and Zhang Zhou was just putting on a show in front of people.

I'm still saying...

Son, I'm sorry, you have lived up to your father's cultivation, but your father and I have nothing to do.

Now it's beating and scolding the prince, this matter can be big or small.

Zhang Jun turned his head and stared at his father.

With a look of grievance and disbelief, his outlook on life seems to have been subverted...

(End of this chapter)