C12 (1/2)
”It is true that Lee Family has saved my son's life, but now that my son is different from the past, it doesn't mean that father is unreasonable. ”young lady can be a concubine, but not a proper concubine.”
”Father, His Majesty gave Father the title of a fifth rank official. Even if he is a third rank Commander, he is still a military man. Father doesn't like Sis Yuvniang's feet, maybe their Lee Family doesn't even like our family's military identity. ”
”They dare! You and I are of First Emperor Gao's bloodline, how can an ordinary military brute compare? This Lee Yuvniang is four years older than my son, so how many people in the world would be able to find a wife and concubine that is older than they are? ”
No matter how useless the political status of a clan was, it was still the pride of every clan disciple. The father and son pair stared at each other. Zhu Yisu couldn't bear to see his son kneeling, so he waved his hand and said, ”Stand up and speak up. Kneel down for a woman. If this gets out, you won't be afraid of being laughed at!”
”Get up. Your son wants to marry Sis Yuvniang as his wife.”
”Being a concubine is not an option.”
”Then I won't marry, I won't marry anyone, I'll be a monk!”
”Son of a bitch!” Zhu Yisu slammed the table and said angrily, ”This is not filial!”
Second Elder Brother Zhu raised his chin and looked his father in the eye without fear.
”Forget it. You must think this through carefully. If you marry Lee Yuvniang, your career in the future will at most be halted at a small household. Your authority might as well be a small county.”
”A good man's name will be given immediately, why is there a woman named He Yi?” Jiro is going to marry a wife who will accompany him for the rest of his life, not a worthy name. ”
”Hmph, my son isn't that big, but his tone isn't small at all.” Although he said that, Zhu Yisu was still satisfied with Second Elder Brother Zhu's ambition, as he placed his hands behind his back and said: ”We, father and son, have transferred to Xinping Fort, and this Xinping Fort is at the border. If it were not for the military's support, you and I would not have been able to maintain our lives, let alone the fact that it would have been difficult for us to make a move! ”
”If someone wants to kill us, let's kill our way back.” ”His Majesty is kind. Father and son have the responsibility of guarding the earth. If worst comes to worst, we'll just die on the battlefield and repay the country with our bodies.”
The slogan still needed to be shouted. Second Elder Brother Zhu also knew that the Ming Dynasty's Acropolis Academy's system had collapsed in the middle of the night. If he didn't shout out the slogan, how could he train under Zhu Yisu's watch?
Even a ten-year-old son had such an insight, causing Zhu Yisu's face to turn red. He asked in a muffled voice: ”Aren't you afraid that father will bring up the marriage tomorrow? Before the family marries your Sis Yuvniang, will you and I die by the hands of the Horse Bandit?”
”I want to marry Sis Yuvniang, and Sis Yuvniang is not tired of me. If the marriage was arranged, your son would immediately be conferred the title of marquis. She would be the first-in-command. Your child unfortunately died for her country, and she should be widowed for her child. ”
Second Elder Brother Zhu was very sure that he could put up a good fight if the situation was critical.
”My son's ambition is not small. I, your father, had intended to marry a tiger girl from the family of generals after taking office for my son, thinking that my son was relying on me. ”Since my son is going to be married to Lee Yuvniang, my father will marry him.”
”Thank you, Father, for agreeing.”
”Don't be in such a hurry to thank me. How could it be so easy? If you can complete the transcribing of four books, five classics, three books of army, and three days of the Vajra Sutra, your father will do as you say. If it doesn't work, then I still have to listen to my father's opinion on Erlang's marriage. ”
How could Zhu Yisu be so easy to let go? Marrying a tiger-like girl to Second Elder Brother Zhu would be of great help to his family as they were able to integrate with their Datong Town. Otherwise, the father and son duo would still be outsiders, and if they occupied the Xinping Fort, they would be deceived by the border army's general s sooner or later.
This matter was related to the future of father and son. No matter how much Zhu Yisu loved and doted on Second Elder Brother Zhu, he couldn't listen to Second Elder Brother Zhu.
A total of eleven books, each with over 160,000 words. Let him write, but not for two months. The so-called ”3 days to finish” was a mission that could not be completed.
The task of transcribing books was a boring one, requiring a high level of concentration. This could easily lead to mental exhaustion. He had to be slow, and it was easy to write wrong when he was fast. Wrong 1 The whole piece of paper was ruined and was about to start again.
But how did he know that Second Elder Brother Zhu had such a sharp tool like the goose feather quill? How could he know how many notes Second Elder Brother Zhu had copied with a pen in his previous life? Furthermore, he didn't know that Second Elder Brother Zhu had a very high control over his body, so it was hard for words to be wrong.
Second Elder Brother Zhu calculated in his heart. He could write about 3,000 words every hour, about 16 hours and 7 hours every day, for a total of 50 thousand and a half. With all the horsepower available for three days, a million and 60 thousand words was no problem.
He immediately raised his hand and said, ”It's a deal. I swear it with a smack of my palm.”
”Pah!”
Zhu Yisu thought his son would ask for a longer period of time, so his bottom line was ten days. He didn't expect this brat to be so impulsive, giving him hope. He then jumped into the pit. After thinking about it for a while, he felt relieved. After all, Jiro was still a child.
”For the next three days, I hope that Father does not interfere with Erlang's transcription. Erlang will go and prepare for it now.”
With that, Second Elder Brother Zhu hurried out of the door. He was angry at Zhao Qi for being slow and still hadn't bought the paper yet. He first went to the side room across the street and followed the orders, picking out snacks and snacks that could be eaten quickly by the gentry. After that, he filled two basins with cool well water and prepared them.
All six goose feathers were cut and processed and tied with strips of cloth. Then, he tidied up the desk and placed the books that needed to be copied on it properly. He had already memorized the Four Books and Five Classics, and was not familiar with the traditional Chinese characters.