"Wait for me? If you dare to beat me, the Grand Marshal will not let you go!" the old scholar said loudly.

Zhu Zhen raised his foot and scared the two old scholars to escape like a stray dog, which made Zhang Chan laugh and applaud.

OK, little guy, you are free, go and play by yourself." Zhu Zhen picked up the book and was about to watch it.

Seeing the little guy pouting and a little bored expression on his face, Mengmeng said, "Brother-in-law, I'm so bored by myself. You don't let me play with my sister. Can you accompany me?"

Zhu Zhen felt that he had been intimate with Yu He just now, and felt that he was always feeling uncomfortable all over.

According to the knowledge that still exists in your brain, your body is in a very large stage of hormones during adolescence, and it is very difficult to control the things in lust.

"Then tell you a story?"

Zhang Chan shook his head, "No."

Brother-in-law, I heard that you have a musket, which is very powerful. Do you teach me to fire the gun?" The little guy suddenly remembered and looked at Zhu Zhen with an excited look on his face.

In this era, there were indeed muskets, with shapes similar to those of the earliest thunderous muskets, which were copper pipes with a root of more than 30 centimeters.

Not only is the power poor, but sometimes it will explode and take yourself away.

With firearms, there were not many people who appeared on the battlefield in the past.

Zhu Zhen used muskets to show his power on the battlefield that day, and many people even regarded Zhu Zhen's muskets as magical tools.

The guy also heard from the maid under his command, so he was particularly curious.

"No, that thing is too dangerous. It's not too late to teach you how to play when you grow up."

Zhang Chan shook his little head, "I don't care, I don't care, my brother-in-law takes me to play! Take me to play!"

The little guy inherited Mrs. Liu's genes. Not only did he look handsome, but he acted coquettishly, but he also couldn't get upset at all."

Let's go."

Zhu Zhen was not disgusted with raising children. On the contrary, he lived a long life in his previous life, fought for many years, and even had a wife, which made Zhu Zhen anxious.

Whenever I see someone walking on the street holding the child's hand, I think in my heart that the couple is a pair, and the evil thoughts the child gives me.

I have a cute baby on hand and I feel very happy.

After a while, he pulled the little guy into the kitchen.

The guy looked at the huge kitchen and the servants coming and going, but he stopped and did not dare to walk inside, but his eyes were full of curiosity.

"Why don't you go in?" Zhu Zhen said in confusion.

The guy had a bitter face, "Sir, a gentleman is far from a kitchen, and I will get beaten with a board when I enter the kitchen."

Zhu Zhen was able to meet this innocent and brilliant little baby, and he had to teach this group of old scholars for a few years and was absolutely without personality.

"Listen to me." Zhu

Zhen took the little guy's hand into the kitchen. A group of kitchen servants came over to stop him in panic.

Son-in-law, this is the kitchen, and people of your status cannot enter."

And the young master!" When a maid saw Zhang Chan, she felt dizzy and fainted.

Brother-in-law, why don’t we go? Because we are not punished for them." The little guy looked depressed.

It's okay." Zhu Zhen gently stroked the little guy's head, turned around and said to the servant, "If the Grand Marshal smells it, just say that the prince I brought here has nothing to do with you."

Brother-in-law, don't want it anymore." The little guy frowned.

Zhu Zhen looked at Zhang Chan and saw that the little guy's eyes were always staring at the kitchen utensils. He was very curious, but whenever he looked at those trembling servants, he would look unbearable.

Zhu Zhen knew in his heart that no matter what his identity was, he was kind-hearted.

Zhen took some materials from the kitchen and said with a smile: "Well, let's go for a picnic."

Zhang Shicheng's back garden is very wide. According to Zhu Zhen's visual observation, it is as big as two football fields.

I first dug a stove by the lake, then put the iron pot on it to make some soup.

The guy was holding a small shovel, sweating profusely and didn't care, his little face was full of smiles. In the end, he was so tired that he sat directly on the pile of soil and looked at Zhu Zhen with a smile.

Zhen instructed Yao Tianxi to cut two mangosteens, and he took a saw and saw it into a section and made a bamboo tube.

The kitchen of the Taiwei Mansion was very complete. Zhu Zhen took some mountain rice, put some spring water and lean pork into it, and then put it on the fire rack to bake.

The little guy was very active and added some fireworks.

Wan Niang and Duanmu Yuhe were watching the fun and wanted to participate, but Zhu Zhen informed that this was a man's game and women were prohibited from participating.

The mother frowned and said, "Miss, I'm afraid that my young master will ruin the prince of the Taiwei Mansion. Our life in the Taiwei Mansion will not be easy. When Zhang Shicheng investigates it, the young master will be in trouble again."

Yu He looked at Zhu Zhen from afar and said with a smile: "How could this be! This is a chaotic world. Reading those sage books will only become those nerds who are not diligent in four bodies and do not distinguish between grains. It is useless to educate children like this."

Not far away, Zhu Zhen looked at the little guy who was so panting and tired that he wanted to bake a bamboo tube, wiped the soil on his hands and said, "How are you, you're happy."

It is really cruel to force him to study at the age of four or five as he is just when he is active.

It is very good to participate in more outdoor activities, whether it is healthy or broaden your horizons.

The little guy clapped his hands and said happily: "Brother-in-law, my father handles a lot of official duties every day, saying that he only has free time to play when he is old. You said that when my father is old, I am old, and my son is old, the three of us are together. Can we play like this every day?"

The guy is really naive and doesn't know that this world has the end of time and life. However, Zhu Zhen couldn't bear to hit him and nodded with a smile.

I don't know how my father is.

I suddenly left the world that should belong to me. The old man suddenly lost his son, so he would definitely be very sad, right?

Looking at the sky and praying for blessings.

I hope my dad can be healthy."

Brother-in-law, do you miss your father anymore?" The little guy pulled Zhu Zhen's sleeve.

Hum? How do you know?" Zhu Zhen said curiously.

The little guy smiled brightly and handed Zhu Zhen a worn-out doll that looked very old and old. He whispered in Zhu Zhen's ear: "In the past, my father went to war for a long time, and I'm the same as you. Sister, this doll was given to me by my mother, very effective. With him making a wish, Dad will come back soon."

Zhu Zhen’s softness deep in his heart was moved by the little guy’s innocence and held the little guy in his arms.”

When people live in this world, they must make achievements, but they must not be without warmth.”

And this little guy helped him find the tenderness he had in the past.

After a long time, Zhu Zhen's mood calmed down and he put the little guy on the ground. Seeing that Zhu Zhen's mood had recovered, the little guy felt that he had done something very amazing.

Cracking, the surface of the bamboo tube slowly burned.

Zhu Zhen waved his hand, and Yao Tianxi quickly brought a table. Zhu Zhen split the bamboo tube, and a rich and fragrant fragrance came to his nose in an instant.

Mu Yuhe sat next to her and tried to pick up a little rice with her chopsticks into her mouth.

The rich aroma stimulates the taste buds, and I couldn't help but exclaim: "I didn't expect that the officials are not only good at fighting, but also Yi Ya's ability is also very good."

The guy clapped his hands and said excitedly: "Sister, there is me, and there is me."

Duanmu Yuhe was moved by the little guy's cuteness, hooked the little guy's nose and said, "And you."

The guy was excited to use chopsticks to pick up rice, but Zhu Zhen reached out to stop him.

"Little guy, teach you a poem. If anyone wants to sue you, you will recite the poem to your father. When will you recite it, you can eat this delicious food?" Zhu Zhen said.

"Ah! My brother-in-law also has to recite poems. You took me out to play!" The little guy wanted to refuse with a bitter face.

Zhu Zhen pretended to have a serious expression, "You even care about several servants, so you are not worried that your father will punish me!"

The guy was kind-hearted, and when he heard this, he immediately said seriously: "Brother-in-law, you said."

This poem is called "Praise for farmers". At noon, when the sun is hoeing, sweat drips down the soil. Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard to do." Zhu Zhen recited the ancient poem he recited in school when he was young.

In the past, the little guy learned things very slowly, which made several gentlemen very unhappy.

But today, because of Zhu Zhen’s personal experience, this simple ancient poem was just recited twice with Zhu Zhen and remembered it clearly.

Zhen handed the bamboo tube rice to the little guy. After eating a few bites, his eyes immediately smiled like crescent moons.

After taking a few bites, he suddenly remembered something. Looking at the remaining bamboo rice, he said to Zhu Zhen with anticipation: "Brother-in-law, can I give some to my father?" Zhu

He picked up a few good ones and said with a smile: "Go, go."

Zhu Zhen waved his hand again and gave a few instructions to the servants who were following the prince, and several servants hurriedly followed.

The little guy put the bamboo rice in a cloth bag, and his calves were like the wind blew, and rushed to his father's meeting hall.

Zhang Shicheng has been preparing to become king recently, and all matters are very smooth. The remaining refugees in various places have caused trouble, which has made Zhang Shicheng quite distressed. Who would have thought that his son was not worried and actually instructed Zhu Zhen to hurt the teacher who taught him. He was about to send someone to call Zhang Chan, but he saw the dirty Zhang Chan running over with his calf.

King, look at the prince's appearance, what kind of morality is this!" The old scholar who was complaining said immediately. Zhou

The adults who were discussing the matter looked at the prince's dirty appearance and frowned.

Shicheng's face suddenly became gloomy."

Bastard!"

Zhang Shicheng scolded.

Seeing that his father's expression was so stern, Zhang Chan immediately stayed there and started crying.

Zhang Chen, stay tuned me and locked me in the study and reflected on me." Zhang Shicheng said cruelly.

Dad, you don’t love me anymore. I don’t love you anymore." The angry little guy threw the bamboo rice and the worn doll directly on the ground, turned his head and ran back.

Chen hurriedly chased after him, stepped on a bamboo tube rolling out of the cloth bag, and the fragrance suddenly blew. Zhang Shicheng's stomach screamed twice.

"What is this?" Zhang Shicheng asked.

The servant at the door plucked up his courage to enter the hall and whispered: "Your Highness the Prince knows that you have worked hard recently and have personally prepared a meal for you."

"This!" Zhang Shicheng's ice-like expression suddenly melted.
Chapter completed!