My father Yongle, building a five-good family

Chapter 159: Just win like that?
"Eggs?"

Zhu Gaosui chewed on this word and couldn't help but speak:
"What does it mean?"

Zhu Gaoyu glanced at him, his eyes lingering on a certain spot:
"you have not?"

Zhu Gaosui was speechless for a moment.

Late at night.

The two of them stopped talking nonsense at this moment, tidied up and went to sleep.

But before going to bed, Zhu Gaosui seemed to be still thinking about something. He tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Zhu Gaoyu always fell asleep in a daze, and was then woken up in the middle of the night by his tossing and turning.

This repeated two or three times, and he finally couldn't help but say:
"What are you thinking about?"

“I wonder what it will be like after I die.”

Isn't it?

Zhu Gaoyu woke up immediately from his doze.

He raised his body, walked to the third brother, stretched out his hand, and patted his cheek:
"Third brother, you must live well. We are all one family, all brothers. We don't ask to be born in the same year and month, but we ask to die in the same year and month!"

In the darkness, Zhu Gaosui felt as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He finally pushed the little fat boy away and was able to stand up straight, breathing deeply.

It took Zhu Gaosui a long time to come to his senses.

However, when he began to think about what Zhu Gaoyu had just said, he suddenly felt relieved.

Yes.

They are all family.

Since we are a family, we should share the joys and sorrows, advance and retreat together, and live and die together.

Thinking of this, Zhu Gaosui suddenly understood.

He lay on his back on the bed, tucked in the quilt, closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

But in the darkness, there was always a resentful gaze lingering on Zhu Gaosui.

Zhu Gaoyu bit the corner of the quilt and gritted his teeth in hatred.

Zhu Gaosui fell asleep soundly, and he felt more energetic!

……

The next day.

Wake up in the morning.

Zhu Gaosui was shocked.

He looked at the two dark circles under Zhu Gaoyu's eyes and couldn't help but look around in the yurt.

Zhu Gaoyu felt a little puzzled, and even his temper, which had been irritable due to poor sleep, calmed down a little.

"Third brother, what are you looking at?"

"I wonder if there are mosquitoes in here. They kept you awake all night. But it's strange that I slept well last night. I didn't even have any dreams..."

As he was speaking, Zhu Gaosui suddenly stopped talking.

Because he suddenly discovered that Zhu Gaoyu's expression had become extremely ugly.

Zhu Gaosui seemed to realize something. He glanced at his younger brother, coughed unnaturally, and then spoke:
"Oh, maybe the mosquitoes flew away in the middle of the night. Okay, get up and go eat milk lumps."

As soon as Zhu Gaoyu heard about food, his attention was diverted, and his originally frowned brows relaxed:
"I don't like milk lumps. They're sour..."

"It's so easy, just add some sugar!"

"Third brother! You even brought candy?"

"Isn't this what you like to eat?"

"…Tsk, don't think that this will stop me from being angry!"

……

early morning.

The morning light is dim.

On the endless grassland, the fiery red sun slowly rises and turns into a brilliant glow.

Zhu Gaoyu frowned and gnawed on a lump of yogurt that had a strange smell. In line with the principle of not wasting food, he stuffed the thing into his mouth.

Just after I finished eating, another bowl of milk was handed to me.

Before Zhu Gaoyu even drank it, a pungent fishy smell almost made him feel dizzy.

He calmly put down the goat's milk, then pushed it aside, looking as if he was gazing at the distant mountains in fascination.

However, this is only a stopgap measure. By the time Zhu Gaosui comes to his senses, he will have finished the bowl of goat milk sooner or later.

Perhaps they heard Zhu Gaoyu's inner expectations, and at this moment a few Mongolian boys about seven or eight years old came over.

Among them were Baoyin and Bater.

Because of Zhu Gaoyu's title, although they looked aggressive at first, they still bowed to him when they saw him, and then spoke:
"Prince Dinghai, are you going to participate in this wrestling tournament?"

Zhu Gaoyu raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at the group of people in front of him.

He felt a little unhappy. He thought he really needed to grow taller when he returned.

How do these Mongols look? They are all tall and strong, but even though they are young, they look almost like calves.

Facing these people's questions, Zhu Gaoyu put his hands behind his back and said calmly:
"What if I participate? What if I don't?"

Hey.

Look at this damn kid.

It can be said that if Zhu Gaoyu was not the Prince of Dinghai, if he was not the son of the Prince of Yan, if he was a Mongolian child among the three Wuliangha guards...

Sooner or later he would get a good beating.

The leading calf stared at Zhu Gaoyu for a long time before he slowly spoke:
"My name is Suhe. Suhe means axe in Mongolian, which represents bravery. Do you dare to fight me in the wrestling competition today?"

Zhu Gaoyu looked at him with a very natural expression, as if he was saying something very ordinary:

"I'm going to get first place anyway. You'll meet me sooner or later."

Su He, Bao Yin and even Bater and his group were all stunned.

So arrogant?!
They looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, Su He suppressed his twitching face, gritted his teeth, and finally calmed down the desire to beat someone up. He then spoke to Zhu Gaoyu:
"...Okay! I'll wait!"

He wanted to see what confidence this little fat guy had!
Does he think that he can defeat these undefeated generals who are proficient in wrestling just because he is short and has a low base?
Having said that, Su He shook his head and strode away.

Zhu Gaoyu was silent for a long time after he left.

Just when Zhu Gaosui next to him thought that he had suffered a great blow, Zhu Xiaosi suddenly picked up the goat milk next to him with a fearless attitude and swallowed it down with gulps.

Zhu Gaosui's eyelids twitched as he watched.

……

The wrestling tournament was actually just a small activity among the three Wuriankhai guards before the spring hunt.

For these adults, the greatest pleasure is to see their children and grandchildren win honors at the conference, or to beat up their mortal enemy...

But today's wrestling meeting seems to be a little different...

Many people's eyes fell on Zhu Gaoyu and Zhu Gaosui.

But to be precise, more attention was still on Zhu Gaoyu.

Zhu Gaoyu loosened his belt, and then, in front of everyone, he held his breath, put on a bluffing posture, raised his chin, and said arrogantly:
"I'll go first, who's going to come?"

Su He had already rolled up his sleeves and was ready to go, but now Bater couldn't wait.

He hurried forward and said to Su He:
"You can go up later. If you go up and defeat this little prince, he will cry and refuse to wrestle anymore. Who will we play with then?"

Su He thought about it and felt that this was indeed the case.

He retracted his steps and showed a calm face:
"Well...then you try it first..."

As he said this, he withdrew his hand and looked like a bystander.

The people around also came over, seemingly whispering to each other, but in fact their eyes were focused on Zhu Gaoyu.

Although on the surface no one seemed to be surprised by the fact that he and Zhu Gaosui had come to the territory of the Three Wuliangha Guards,

But in fact, leaders including Tuoer Huochar were secretly paying attention to Zhu Gaoyu's movements while they were talking.

Looking at Bater's figure, Zhu Gaoyu felt a little sour in his heart. He told himself again and again that he was just striking back, and only then did he calm down.

Zhu Gaoyu still knew the basic rules of wrestling.

This isn't his first time wrestling.

When they were in Peking before, perhaps because Peking was close to the grassland, the Prince of Yan would occasionally let them practice wrestling.

But to wrestle with challengers one after another in front of so many people, it requires not only skills, but also abundant physical strength and a calm mind.

Battelle on the opposite side didn't think so much.

He glanced at Zhu Gaoyu and found that he kept a low center of gravity, with his feet shoulder-width apart, his knees slightly bent, and his body slightly leaning forward. His expression changed from the playful look just now to a serious look.

Seeing this, Battelle couldn't help but feel worried.

Judging from the situation...it seems that this is not Zhu Gaoyu's first time trying wrestling?
trouble!

He muttered to himself, and then he put on airs.

When the wrestling suddenly broke out, Zhu Gaoyu did not act as aggressively as he did when he made the threats just now. Instead, he took steady steps and showed a blocking posture.

Although he looks a bit stout, it doesn't prevent him from moving briskly.

On the contrary, Bater, eager to win, failed to produce any results after multiple takedowns, shoulder throws and leg sweeps. Instead, due to Zhu Gaoyu's amazing strength, his lower body was almost unstable, and Bater finally showed some anxiety.

During this process, Zhu Gaoyu had been silently observing Bater's performance.

After a moment, just as Bater suddenly kicked out and swept the ground, Zhu Gaoyu took advantage of his unstable lower body and burst out with a huge force in his hands, directly lifting Bater up, slightly off the ground, and then threw him over his shoulder perfectly.

After such a smooth set of moves, not only Battelle was stunned, but even the crowd watching nearby were stunned.

Among them, Hucibanhu of Taining Guard couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He is Battelle's biological grandfather.

Hucibanhu has always been proud of having a grandson like Bater.

Because in the trajectory of his growth, Battelle truly lived up to his name and was a strong and brave little hero.

But right now, this strong little hero, facing Zhu Gaoyu, who is only six years old and a head shorter than him, just...

A complete failure?!
(End of this chapter)