Chen Biao brought a large amount of military raw materials on the road, which made Li Wenzhong very jealous.
"You heartless boy, why aren't you so nice to me?" Li Wenzhong picked up Chen Biao and shook him.
Chen Biao stretched out his hand and pulled Li Wenzhong's cheek. "Why don't you learn something else? Learn from Brother Zheng? When I was younger, I didn't have so many things. When I had something for Brother Zheng and Brother Ying, when did I ever give you less? Don't shake it! If you shake it again, your things will be gone!"
Li Wenzhong quickly placed Chen Biao upright on the chair.
Give in!
The two cousins were playing around on the boat, and Yan Qian was pulling his beard when he heard them.
Through the playfulness between cousins Li Wenzhong and Chen Biao, Yan Qian discovered that Chen Biao had many more secrets than he had imagined.
My cousin was just killed for treason. My lord, do you trust me too much?
Yan Qian was extremely nervous.
When Chen Biao called him "Uncle Yan" in a crisp childish voice, he felt even more nervous.
My Lord, please don't call me that! It will shorten my lifespan!
But Chen Biao's current identity is the son of Chen Guorui. Chen Guorui is Shao Rong's good friend who saw him off to his death, and he is Shao Rong's cousin. The lord fabricated an identity for him as "Chen Guorui's cousin who takes care of his good friend", so he really has to respond to the call of uncle.
Even though his father said Yan Qian could be trusted, Chen Biao didn't like Yan Qian.
Who made Yan Qian the cousin of Shao Rong who almost became a kidnapper?
No matter how much Chen Biao dislikes someone, he remains polite on the surface and is a fully qualified businessman.
As a businessman, even if you curse someone in your heart, you still have to keep a smile on your face, because harmony brings wealth.
But every time Yan Qian was called "uncle" by Chen Biao, he looked embarrassed, which made Chen Biao feel a little bit of bad taste in his heart.
So he deliberately got close to Yan Qian, calling him "Uncle Yan long" and "Uncle Yan short", ordering Yan Qian around, and secretly amused himself by seeing Yan Qian's increasingly embarrassed expression.
Li Wenzhong secretly pinched Chen Biao's earlobe and laughed at Chen Biao for being "evil-minded".
Chen Biao raised his young face with an innocent expression.
What are you talking about, cousin? I'm just a child. How could a child have any bad intentions?
Oh, how can I bully Uncle Yan today? I might as well let Uncle Yan make a kite for me!
So Yan Qian, a general with great military achievements, moved a small stool and sat on the bow of the boat. He used the sword he had seized from the Yuan general to cut wooden strips for Chen Biao to make a kite.
Chen Biao also moved a small stool and watched Yan Qian make the kite with his hands on his cheeks.
He found that Yan Qian was a very typical honest and chivalrous man in the feudal era, so he was not so resistant to Yan Qian.
The “bullying” he experienced afterwards was just a joke between the younger generation and the indulgent elders.
But it’s so fun to bully honest people!
"Uncle Yan, I heard you come from a family of poets and scholars, and your family is poor, so you want to preserve your ancestors' manuscripts?" Chen Biao asked curiously, "Is that true?"
Yan Qian expertly cut wood strips to build the kite frame and nodded quietly, "Yeah."
Chen Biao asked, "Uncle Yan, I heard your ancestors were very famous?"
Yan Qian said, "Not very famous. My ancestor's name was Yan Su. He was a Jinshi in the reign of Emperor Zhenzong of Song and served as a direct scholar in the Longtu Pavilion."
Chen Biao said: "Longtu, so powerful!"
Longtu Pavilion Scholar is an honorary title, and Bao Zheng is also "Bao Longtu". This title proves that Yan Su was trusted and valued by Emperor Zhenzong of Song at that time.
Chen Biao held his chin with his hand and tilted his head: "Yan Su...sounds a little familiar."
Li Wenzhong didn't want to sit on the small stool, so he brought out a chair and looked down at the two of them: "Brother Biao, you have read so many books, you must have seen the story of Yanlongtu in the history books."
Chen Biao tilted his head to the side and said, "It's not this kind of familiarity. Well, I can't put it into words. Let me think. Brother Zhong, aren't you tired of looking down at us?"
Li Wenzhong said, "Not tired."
Chen Biao said, "I'm tired! Uncle Yan, take Brother Zhong's chair away and let him sit on the small bench with us!"
Yan Qian put down the sword and wooden stick in his hands, stood up and stretched his wrists.
Li Wenzhong grabbed the chair with both hands and shouted exaggeratedly: "What do you want to do! Deputy General Yan! You are my deputy general! Do you listen to me or him?"
Yan Qian said expressionlessly, "Listen to Master Biao."
After saying that, he pushed Li Wenzhong and his chair onto the deck.
The other guards on board couldn't help but twitch their faces and tremble their shoulders. Chen Biao clapped his hands, laughed out loud, and shouted, "Good fall!"
Li Wenzhong climbed up from the deck, rubbed his butt, and cursed: "This is insubordination!"
Yan Qian said nothing, sat back on the small stool and continued to make a kite for Chen Biao.
A good subordinate must first know who his true lord and general are. Yan Qian now listens to Chen Biao, but when he arrives in Hongdu, he'll listen to Chen Biao and Chen Ying. Who do you think you are, Li Wenzhong ?
Seeing that Li Wenzhong was still trying to straighten the chair, Chen Biao jumped up, dragged the light bamboo chair with him, and ran away: "If you say you can't sit, then you can't sit! You can only sit on the bench!"
Li Wenzhong was so scared that he ran after Chen Biao: "Oh my little ancestor! Be careful! Don't hit your feet! Don't run, don't run! Be careful not to fall into the water!"
Under Chen Biao's mischief, Li Wenzhong had no choice but to move a small stool and sit opposite Yan Qian, and make a kite for Chen Biao together with Yan Qian.
Chen Biao left his family early this year and had no one to fly kites with him, so Li Wenzhong naturally fulfilled Chen Biao's wish.
The two of them quickly finished shaving the wood. But Yan Qian looked at the wood Li Wenzhong had shaving and, disgusted, trimmed it again himself.
Li Wenzhong said awkwardly, "I've never made a kite before. I didn't expect Yan Langya to be so skillful."
Yan Qian muttered, "Handicrafts are a family tradition. When I was little, my family was broke and we couldn't sell our ancestors' manuscripts, so I relied on this craft to make a living."
Yan Qian's ancestor Yan Su lived during the reign of Emperor Zhenzong of the Northern Song Dynasty. By his generation, the family was just a farming and scholarly family.
However, such farming and reading families can easily become refugees in times of chaos.
If the Yan family did not have the reputation of being a farming and scholarly family and had an ancestor named Yan Longtu, who had married into the local powerful Shao family, I'm afraid that even if their family gave their lives, they would not be able to protect their ancestor's manuscript.
For a family of scholars like this, losing their ancestors' manuscripts would be like destroying their ancestral tablets, a fate worse than death. Therefore, even if the Shao family only cared about the Yan family's reputation, the Yan family still considered the Shao family their benefactors.
Yan Qian is not only Shao Rong's cousin, but his wife is also a member of the Shao family. Her name is Shao Hui and she is a talented woman.
In the original history, when Yan Qian was transferred to Ankang as a general, he met Shao Zuo, the eldest son of Shao Rong, who was in exile and was about to die of illness.
In order to leave a bloodline for Shao Rong, the couple replaced Shao Zuo with their eldest son Yan Xiang, who was sent into exile. Zhu Yuanzhang acquiesced to this.
This kind of thing seems incredible to later generations, and the couple felt very sorry for their own child. But at the time, it was truly a heroic act.
Furthermore, the couple did not abandon their eldest son. His eldest son was healthy and brave, and Yan Qian was a general, so he could openly protect his eldest son and replace Shao Zuo without suffering too much.
Yan Qian's consideration was not wrong. His eldest son, Yan Xiang, served as a soldier under Fu Youde, who took good care of him. Yan Xiang rose all the way to the position of Chief of Ankang, and his descendants inherited the military position. He also did not lose his scholarly skills and passed the imperial examination, leaving the military.
Although Shao Zuo, who was rescued by Yan Qian, died in battle in the 14th year of Hongwu, he left behind a bloodline. Later, Zhu Yuanzhang pardoned the Shao family members based on the military exploits of Yan Qian and Shao Zuo reported by Mu Ying, and some of Shao Zuo's descendants also inherited military positions.
The Yan family did repay the Shao family.
In this world, Shao Rong reconciled with Zhu Yuanzhang before his death. Zhu Yuanzhang would take care of Shao Rong's descendants who were exiled to the army. Yan Qian probably didn't have to replace Shao Zuo with his most beloved and valued eldest son.
But as fate would have it, Yan Qian ended up becoming a subordinate of the future Prince Mu.
But now, Yan Qian only recognizes the young lord Chen Biao, and does not know Mu Ying.
Perhaps doing handicrafts can help relax the mind. When Yan Qian was making the kite, he talked more and introduced his ancestors.
Yan Qian's ancestor Yan Su was not very famous in this era.
Although Yan Su was a poet and painter, the reign of Emperor Zhenzong of Song was the time when a group of literati appeared in Northern Song Dynasty textbooks. Yan Su was comparable to this group of people in terms of official position, but was far inferior in literary achievements.
Moreover, Yan Su’s greatest achievement was not literature or painting.
Among the manuscripts he left behind, there was not a single poem or drawing, but only designs of various instruments.
The south-pointing chariot, the mileage-recording drum, the lotus clepsydra… and many other unnamed, unmade scientific instrument manuscripts…
Chen Biao's eyes widened, like a shocked kitten: "I remember! It's him!"
Li Wenzhong was puzzled: "Is it him? What is he?"
Chen Biao jumped up from the small stool, spun around a few times with his short hands behind his back, and then threw himself into Yan Qian's arms.
Yan Qian froze.
Chen Biao opened his eyes as wide as possible, making his expression look as pitiful as possible: "Uncle Yan! I am your junior, right?"
Yan Qian was at a loss: "Ah...right?" He didn't know whether the young lord could be considered his junior!
Chen Biao very servilely climbed onto Yan Qian's lap and knelt, clasping his hands together like a kitten bowing: "Uncle Yan! As a junior, may I have a glimpse of Mr. Yan Su's manuscript? If Uncle Yan agrees, I would like to have Mr. Yan Su's manuscript printed into a book!"
Li Wenzhong frowned. "Brother Biao, don't be so willful. How could you allow Yan Langya's family heirloom to be published publicly?"
Chen Biao raised his voice and said, "Brother Zhong! You don't understand! That's Mr. Yan Suyan! If you've read about his life in history books, you'll know I'm not being willful. Mr. Yan would definitely want future generations to complete his manuscripts and then publish them in a book for all the people to use! I just want to grab the title of Mr. Yan's disciple. How can I be willful?"
Li Wenzhong was silent for a while, then said, "Biao'er, didn't you say you didn't want to become my disciple?"
Chen Biao said, "I inherited Mr. Yan's knowledge. How can I call it a disciple? At most, it's called recognizing the ancestor! You read the Analects, do you dare to say that you are a disciple of Confucius?"
Li Wenzhong: "...Mr. Yan is so powerful?"
Chen Biao rubbed his hands.
Yan Su's literary and artistic achievements are also very outstanding, but his paintings are treasured in the Palace Museum.
But that was not his main achievement.
In addition to being a painter and poet, Yan Su’s most important title is “scientist”!
Yan Su was one of the most famous scientists of the Northern Song Dynasty, proficient in astronomy and physics. Even Western historians call him "China's Leonardo da Vinci"!
In fact, there were many scientists in the Song Dynasty, and science and technology, especially in mathematics and physics, developed very rapidly.
For example, the Pascal triangle in geometry was discovered by Jia Xian in the Northern Song Dynasty and sorted out by Yang Hui in the Southern Song Dynasty. It is the "Pascal's Triangle" recognized by the modern mathematical community.
Yan Su was a dazzling star in the Northern Song Dynasty, an era of brilliant science.
Unfortunately, due to the almost interrupted development of theoretical science in ancient China for hundreds of years, the works of ancient scientists were lost. Only historical books and sporadic folk legends recorded their achievements, but there was no evidence of their contributions, which led to the fact that later generations of scientists did not recognize their achievements.
Even for the "Pascal's Triangle," an example with a clear historical record, Chinese mathematicians had to fight for decades before they could barely gain the recognition they deserved.
What is even more sad is that many people do not understand why Chinese mathematicians have spent so much time and energy fighting for the naming rights of the "Pascal's Triangle".
Some say it's vanity, some say it's a matter of filling in the gaps, and some say it's a lack of cultural confidence...
As a science student, Chen Biao was bound to take advanced geometry and mathematics in college. His math teacher was somewhat of a Western-minded person, praising everything foreign countries had to offer. But on this particular matter, he firmly stated, "Restoring our ancestors' reputation isn't vanity, nor is it a sign of cultural insecurity. It's what we should do!"
Yan Su's manuscript... Yan Su's handwritten manuscript has not yet been lost! He still exists in this world!
Even though the Yan family was starving and cold, they still protected Yan Su's manuscript!
Chen Biao's eyes sparkled, almost filled with tears.
At this moment, he actually ignited a little bit of the passion of a time traveler.
"Uncle Yan..." Chen Biao knelt on Yan Qian's legs and begged, "Please give me a chance to help Mr. Yan Su organize and publish the manuscript! Please! Please! I'll pay for the printing and give it all to you! I don't want a single copper! I'll pay for the craftsmen's fees!"
Yan Qian came back to his senses and said in shock: "Master Biao, do you really know my ancestor?!"
Chen Biao said loudly: "Of course! He is a scientist, a scientist! A scientist who should be remembered in history forever!"
Li Wenzhong was puzzled: "What is a scientist?"
Chen Biao held his head and shook it.
This era has already valued literature over science. Although it has not yet reached the point where science is denounced as a gimmick, the importance attached to science is far from enough.
Chen Biao could only explain to them from the beginning what "science is the primary productive force" and "productive forces determine production... social thought" meant.
People originally ate raw meat, then used wood and stone to make fire and grilled it, and then cut the meat into thin slices to make soup and other delicacies, which increased the body's utilization of food;
Humans originally hunted and gathered, and later raised livestock and planted crops. A piece of land could support a larger population, which led to the emergence of later civilizations.
What drives all this is the development of science and technology.
Originally, humans were just exploring tools, knowing what they did but not why they worked. When people began to study the universal theories behind these technologies, science emerged.
Chen Biao pointed at the kite and asked, "Why can kites fly into the sky?"
He then pointed to the surging river and asked: "Why can the river lift the boat?"
Chen Biao pinched his winter clothes and asked, "Why do clothes keep you warm?"
"If we understood the underlying principles, could we create a vehicle capable of carrying people into the sky, fulfilling our dream of flight? Could we build stronger yet cheaper ships, allowing all people to explore the ocean? Could we invent a cheaper yet warmer fabric, allowing people who can't afford cotton or silk to not freeze to death?"
Chen Biao sighed, "This is science. Science is so important, but everyone is obsessed with becoming an official and only studies the Four Books and Five Classics for the imperial examinations, ignoring that the Four Books and Five Classics only serve to guide people's thinking. When it comes to accomplishing things, one cannot rely solely on passion and righteousness."
How to control water without knowing the hydrological conditions?
How can we guide people in farming if we don’t know the geography and seasons?
In the past, scholars had to learn arithmetic. Some scholars in the Ming and Qing dynasties could not even do the simplest addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.
Such scholars would be laughed at, not to mention the Han and Tang dynasties, even in the Northern Song Dynasty. No matter how weak and short-sighted the scholars of the Northern Song Dynasty were, they could at least solve multivariate equations!
Chen Biao pleaded again, "Uncle Yan, this is the only time in my life I'll ask for your help... Oh? Uncle Yan, why are you crying?!"
Yan Qian's tears and snot flowed out, and he cried even more miserably than when Shao Rong died.
Chen Biao was already used to helping wipe his father's face when he cried, so he immediately took off the sweat towel from his waist and wiped Yan Qian's nose and tears.
Yan Qianxian sat calmly but awkwardly, shedding many tears. When Chen Biao helped him wipe his face clean, he suddenly hugged Chen Biao tightly.
Li Wenzhong's body trembled, and he instinctively wanted to take back the flag.
When he saw Yan Qian's red and swollen eyes and sobbing silently, Li Wenzhong withdrew his hand.
He didn't understand why Yan Qian suddenly burst into tears, but it was probably a good thing.
Maybe from now on, godfather won’t have to worry about Yan Qian betraying Biaoer.
Li Wenzhong pinched his chin, sighed, and felt a little envious of Yan Qian.
His son Biao'er could see the immortal children of the future. Biao'er praised Yan Qian's ancestor so highly, so even if Yan Qian's ancestor named Yan Su was not well-known now, he must be very famous in the future.
I'm so envious, I also want ancestors like this.
Yan Qian hugged Chen Biao tightly for a long time before calming down and said awkwardly, "Master Biao, I..."
Chen Biao's eyes were full of stars. "Uncle Yan, why call me Master Biao? You are my elder, so just call me Biao'er!"
Since you're holding me so tightly, you'll definitely give me the manuscript, right?
Rub your hands together.
China's Da Vinci?
No! The West is currently in the early stages of the Renaissance, so I immediately spread my ancestors' works overseas.
From now on, Leonardo da Vinci is the Yan Su of Italy!
Yan Qian's throat moved for a long time before he lowered his voice and said, "Biao'er."
Chen Biao nodded vigorously and continued to rub his hands with starry eyes.
Manuscript manuscript!
Yan Qian laughed, tears streaming down his face again. "I'll give it all to you, the manuscripts. I don't want any money. We have failed to meet our ancestors' expectations. We can't understand our ancestors' manuscripts. We have only inherited a little bit of their craftsmanship. If you, Biao'er, can improve our ancestors' manuscripts, I..."
Yan Qian shook his head vigorously. "No, it doesn't matter if it's imperfect. As long as the ideas of our ancestors can be passed down... you will definitely understand it, right?"
Chen Biao patted his chest vigorously: "Don't worry! I can definitely understand it!"
I'm betting my dignity on getting excellent grades in all the subjects of advanced mathematics, linear algebra, and geometry in college!
Li Wenzhong said, "Biao'er never promises something he can't do. If he says he can do it, just trust him."
Chen Biao continued to pat his chest and said, "That's right! I'm different from Dad. I never brag!"
Yan Qian laughed.
He could see that the relationship between the young lord and his lord was very close, and the lord seemed to have no airs (face) in front of the young lord.
Yan Qian picked up Chen Biao and placed him on a stool. He knelt on the ground with his forehead touching the ground. “To interpret and improve the manuscript of our ancestor Yan Su is the wish of the Yan family for generations.”
Chen Biao was so scared that he jumped up from the stool and knocked it over.
He tried hard to support Yan Qian, but with his small body, there was no way he could lift Yan Qian up. "It is my honor to be able to organize the manuscript for the sage. Besides, Uncle Yan is my father's good friend and my uncle. This is what I should do! Brother Zhong, what are you doing standing there? Help me help Uncle Yan up!"
Li Wenzhong: "Oh oh."
He felt very sad.
Woohoo, I also want to have an ancestor who can be valued by Biaoer.
After today, Li Wenzhong couldn't sleep for several nights in a row because of the pain.
When Chen Biao learned about Li Wenzhong’s “heart disease”, he was speechless.
He immediately pulled out an elementary math book for his younger brothers from the bottom of his bookcase. "Brother Zhong, you're such a loser. Why don't you rely on yourself instead of your ancestors? Why don't you just become a scientist who will go down in history? If you can understand this book on your own, I'll teach you something even better and make you a scientist."
Li Wenzhong hesitated: "Can I really do it? My ancestors were just farmers..."
Chen Biao said, "Mr. Yan Su also came from a poor family."
Li Wenzhong snatched the elementary school mathematics textbook and ran away.
Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I can do it too!
Later on the way to Hongdu, the captain of the guard team, Li Wenzhong, and Yan Qian both kept studying elementary school mathematics.
Chen Biao became the little teacher of these two people and stopped harassing and bullying Yan Qian.
For the sake of Mr. Yan Su's manuscript, Yan Qian will be my uncle from now on!
What Shao Rong? Can a dead person compare to Mr. Yan Su's manuscript?
Aaaaaaah, I'm so excited!
Naturally, what happened along the way soon reached Zhu Yuanzhang's ears.
Chen Biao was the apple of Zhu Yuanzhang's eye, the apple of his eye, and the apple of his eye. Even if Zhu Yuanzhang was fighting Zhang Shicheng on the front line, he had to know Chen Biao's situation as quickly as possible.
After learning that Chen Biao had "conquered" Yan Qian, Yan Qian now treated Chen Biao just like Zhu Yuanzhang's other confidants. Even when Chen Biao walked a few steps on the ground, he became extremely nervous, fearing that Chen Biao would be tired. Every day he wanted to hold Chen Biao in his arms and be treated as a human mount by Chen Biao.
Zhu Yuanzhang tilted his head, and his expression was very similar to that of the confused Chen Biao.
At this time, it was not known who between the father and the son learned from whom, whether Chen Biao was called Little Zhu Yuanzhang, or Zhu Yuanzhang was called Big Chen Biao.
"My Biao'er..." Zhu Yuanzhang was puzzled. "How come he always comes up with something I can't predict? Who is Yan Su? Is he really that powerful? Biao'er didn't get this excited even when he mentioned Confucius."
Chang Yuchun was worried that Zhu Yuanzhang's words would offend the scholars, so he immediately said, "If Biaoer could get the manuscript of Confucius's handwriting, he would definitely be so excited."
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded vigorously: "Oh, that's right. Then who knows who Yan Su is?"
This time when Zhu Yuanzhang went to war against Zhang Shicheng, all his advisers were mobilized, even Wang Xi, Ye Zheng, Ye Chen and others who were serving as prefects returned to Zhu Yuanzhang's side.
Wang Xi said, "Yan Longtu was proficient in poetry and painting, and was skilled in both craftsmanship and music. The South-Pointing Chariot and the Jili Drum Chariot had been lost for many years, but he recreated them using only historical materials. Unfortunately, he was a man of few words, rarely promoting himself, so most of his works have been lost. It's a surprise that his manuscripts still exist."
Song Lian said, "Yan Longtu's Lotus Water Clepsydra was so accurate that Emperor Renzong issued an edict promoting its use. Whenever Yan Longtu served as an official in other places, he would inscribe the Lotus Water Clepsydra's production method on a stone tablet and make samples to promote it. He was a very kind-hearted person."
Liu Ji frowned and asked, "The real Lotus Leak has been destroyed by the Yuan Dynasty, right?"
Calendar timekeeping was also an aspect of dynasties' struggle for legitimacy, so the actual lotus clepsydra has been lost.
Song Lian smiled and said, "This further demonstrates the foresight of Yanlongtu. The stone carvings and samples he passed on to the public back then would definitely not all be destroyed."
Liu Ji stroked his beard and said, "I heard that his manuscripts are full of drawings of various ingenious tools. He may value his identity as a craftsman more than that of a scholar."
Ye Zheng shook his head. "No, Bowen, Biao'er said that those who only know the facts but not the reasons behind them are craftsmen, while those who delve into the underlying principles are called scientists. Isn't this also a way to gain knowledge through the study of things?"
After hearing this, several scholars nodded.
Biaoer said that this is called physics, the principles of things.
Studying physics, isn't that the pursuit of knowledge through investigation of things? Mr. Yan is a great scholar who studies the study of things!
"My Lord, you don't have to worry about Yan Qian now?" Ye Chen said with a smile, "You put him next to Biao'er, and you worry every day that he might harm Biao."
Zhu Yuanzhang scratched his head and laughed dryly: "I know Yan Qian is a righteous man, but I'm still worried. But Biao'er really makes his father proud! Hehehe, back then, people also bowed down to me wherever I went!"
When Zhu Yuanzhang was still serving as a captain under Guo Zixing, Li Shanchang knocked on the gate of the military camp and stated that he wanted to join Zhu Yuanzhang.
Only when Zhu Yuanzhang took a stroll alone would people kneel down and submit to him.
What is destiny? What is a natural emperor?
Zhu Yuanzhang was proud.
Look! My son and I are destined to be emperors! This is what a father and son look like!
Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang was bragging about his son, he started to brag about himself, and his confidants rolled their eyes at Zhu Yuanzhang.
Except Chang Yuchun.
Chang Yuchun still hasn't gotten used to it. How dare his lord's trusted circle give him the cold shoulder? Aren't you afraid that when your lord becomes emperor, he 'll chop off your heads for disrespecting you by not landing with both feet on the ground when you pay him respects?
Zhu Yuanzhang saw that everyone was joking with him, except Chang Yuchun, who was in a daze. He asked in confusion, "Boren, what are you doing?"
Chang Yuchun came back to his senses. "Oh, oh, I was thinking, Biao'er said there will be books on the study of things and knowledge that are more advanced than elementary school math, such as physics, chemistry, and biology. I wonder what they are about and whether I can understand them...?"
Chang Yuchun took a step back in fright when he saw the eyes of his colleagues around him light up instantly.
What's wrong with you guys?! Why are you looking at me like someone who's been starving for days just saw a meat bun?! Don't look at me like that, I almost pulled out a machete on reflex, you know!
Zhu Yuanzhang, however, tugged at his beard and said worriedly, "Biao'er has many hidden abilities. I may not show them to you, but I will definitely teach them to me. But there's so much I need to learn. It's so difficult. I don't want to learn."
Others showed indignant expressions.
Li Shanchang had intended not to yell at his lord today, but he couldn't help himself: "Lord, if you don't want to learn, you can let Biao'er teach us first!"
Zhu Yuanzhang bared his teeth: "How can that be? I must be the first to learn the book written by Biao'er. If I don't learn it, you won't be able to read it!"
I am the first, the first!
Li Shanchang rolled up his sleeves.
Song Lian and Liu Ji were already very skilled at trying to stop the fight, holding Li Shanchang's arms on the left and right.
"Bai Shi, forget it,"
"My lord is teasing you, please don't be fooled."
"Anger harms your body, liver, and lungs. Calm down!"
"Even if you hit him, it's your fist that'll hurt. The lord has thick skin and you can't hit him. Don't waste your energy!"
Chang Yuchun looked at this scene woodenly. It was the first time he saw it, but it was obvious that it had happened countless times. Only these people were so skilled at stopping fights. He was completely dumbfounded.
Who am I, where am I, is this still my lord and colleague?
Do I really want to imitate these people and get along with them?! I don’t dare!
…
"We're finally here. Poyang Lake is truly spectacular. When peace is restored in the world, we can go boating on the lake and pretend to be talented and romantic men." Chen Biao exclaimed.
This Poyang Lake is much more magnificent than the Poyang Lake that Chen Biao saw in modern times.
Li Wenzhong said, "Can't you be more ambitious and become a truly talented and romantic scholar?"
Chen Biao glanced at his stinky cousin who was trying to stop him with his own words and said, "No, I don't want to be a playboy. I want to cultivate my character. Humph, when you get married, I will tell my cousin's wife that your ambition is to be a playboy and have hundreds of beautiful concubines at home!"
Li Wenzhong: "...Am I afraid of you?!"
Chen Biao said, "Well, since you're not afraid, I'll announce it in Yingtian before you choose your cousin's wife. You'll have to take in hundreds of beautiful concubines right after you get married."
"Puff..." Yan Qian, who was drinking water, spit out a mouthful of water, "Ahem, Biao'er, ahem, if you do this, he won't be able to get married."
Chen Biao bared his teeth, revealing a few dark holes: "Isn't he afraid?"
Li Wenzhong immediately admitted his mistake with a bitter face: "I was wrong. You wouldn't do that to your close cousin, right?"
Chen Biao jumped from the boat to the shore: "Hehe, it depends on your performance and my mood. Eh? Where are Brother Ying and Brother Zheng? Why didn't they come to greet me?"
Li Wenzhong and Yan Qian quickly jumped onto the shore, protecting Chen Biao on the left and right.
Li Wenzhong said, "Maybe we caught the wind and arrived earlier than they expected... Look, they're coming!"
Chen Ying galloped on his horse and shouted from a distance, "Biao'er!"
Chen Biao took a few steps forward, passed Li Wenzhong and Yan Qian who were protecting him, and jumped up and down, waving his hands: "Brother Ying!"
Chen Ying smiled brightly, "Biao'er!"
Chen Biao jumped up and down and waved his hands: "Brother Ying!"
"Biao'er!" Chen Ying slowed down and prepared to get off the horse.
Chen Biao had already stood on tiptoe, ready to be picked up by Chen Ying.
Li Wenzhong tilted his head to the side and said bitterly, "These two guys give me goosebumps..."
Chen Biao didn't care about Li Wenzhong. He stood on tiptoe, smiling so hard that only the holes in his teeth could be seen, and he waited for Chen Ying to get off the horse so that he could pick him up and spin him around in circles.
At this moment, a black horse suddenly jumped out.
The man on the horse raised a wooden stick and hit Chen Ying's red horse's belly hard, and at the same time kicked Chen Ying hard on the horse's back with great difficulty.
Chen Ying was unable to react in time, and his horse staggered after being hit by the wooden stick. He himself also fell to the side, and it took a lot of effort for him to tighten the reins and steady his body.
Li Wenzhong held his forehead with one hand and sighed deeply.
Yan Qian was so frightened that he quickly protected Chen Biao: "Who is this...huh?"
Looks familiar, isn't he an enemy?
Zhu Wenzheng, who had succeeded, laughed heartily and arrived first. He jumped off his horse, picked up Chen Biao and spun around: "Biao'er, did you miss me?"
The stunned Chen Biao is still stunned (nonsense literature).
Chen Ying jumped off the horse, touched the horse's head with a distressed look, and roared, "Zhu Wenzheng!"
Zhu Wenzheng held Chen Biao up and jumped up on the spot, doing a swing dance: "Why are you yelling so loudly? You are not as good as others in riding, how can you have the nerve to yell?"
Chen Biao's two little feet swayed back and forth, and finally came to his senses. He stepped hard on Zhu Wenzheng's face and roared, "Cousin! Brother Zheng! What are you doing! What if Brother Ying fell? Brother Ying's legs are fine!"
Zhu Wenzheng took Chen Biao back into his arms and rubbed him, then continued to laugh: "If he fell, he fell. From now on, his name will be changed to Ying Quezi, hahahaha."
Zhu Wenzheng rubbed his unshaved face against Chen Biao: "Did you miss me? Did you miss me?"
Chen Biao pushed Zhu Wenzheng's face hard: "No, get out!"
Zhu Wenzheng said: "I know, you must miss me very much. Come on, fly another one !"
Zhu Wenzhen raised Chen Biao again and started swinging and tap dancing.
Chen Biao continued to roar: "Put me down!"
The onlookers all showed shocked expressions.
Zhu Wenzhen is famous for his bravery and brutality, and many people saw his...mentally retarded side for the first time.
Yan Qian has never seen it!
"This...this?" Yan Qian looked at Li Wenzhong.
Li Wenzhong shrugged: "A silly brother finally saw his long-missed brother, and became even more silly."
Chen Ying walked up to Li Wenzhong, put his hand on the scabbard, and looked very fierce.
Zhu Wenzheng of XX! Just wait!
Yan Qian looked at Chen Ying, then at the laughing Zhu Wenzhen and the ferocious-looking Chen Biao.
What scene haven't I seen?
I have never seen this scene before!
Zhu Wenzheng was a formidable and gifted general. From his first command, he consistently achieved remarkable success. He rivaled Chang Yuchun and Hua Yun in bravery, Xu Da and Shao Rong in cunning, and possessed a haughty disposition, defying anyone but Zhu Yuanzhang. While Zhu Wenzheng treated his officers impartially and would never intentionally insult them, he was also not known for his friendly demeanor.
Who is this fool who is constantly being stepped on in the face by Biaoer?
Is he the only adopted son given the surname "Zhu" by the Marshal, and a great general among the young generals whose military exploits can rival those of the veterans?
etc……
Yan Qian lowered his voice and asked, "Wen Zheng's real last name..."
Li Wenzhong: "My surname is Zhu."
Chen Ying: "He is Biao'er's cousin."
Li Wenzhong: "I'm Biao'er's cousin."
Chen Ying: "Biaoer and I grew up together. I'm his only sworn brother. The only one!"
Although the others are the adopted sons of their adoptive father, they are not Biao'er's adopted brothers! No!
Zhu Wenzheng finally had enough of Chen Biao's quarrel, and hugged Chen Biao and interrupted: "Well, brother, hahahaha."
Chen Ying: “…” Ha your head!
Chen Biao said weakly, "Put me down."
Zhu Wenzheng jumped onto the boat and said, "No, let me see what good things you brought me."
Chen Biao was horrified: "Don't move! Hold him down!"
Ahhhh, I have a shipload of munitions materials!