During the conversation with Xu Mingde, Xu Mingwu gradually understood the national conditions of the Ming Dynasty and had a rough understanding of the world.

Suddenly one day, Xu Mingde privately said to Xu Mingwu: "Brother, I have to remind you that you must not have a close relationship with the second prince."

"Why?" Xu Mingwu said in surprise.

Xu Mingde approached and whispered a few times, with a serious face.

"What? The second prince killed someone when he was eight years old?" Xu Mingwu sighed in a low voice.

Xu Mingde nodded and said, "Not only did he kill him, but he also killed him when he was eight years old."

After listening to his brother's story, Xu Mingwu was shocked and murmured: "I asked my son to chop people since he was a child? This is a cruel family!"

Only then did he realize that the Tianwu Emperor could lift up the late Ming Dynasty, which was not as simple as having money, but greater courage and ruthlessness!

Xu Mingde continued: "Neither of these are the best-in-class people. My father once warned me not to have a close relationship with any prince, even if the crown prince has been made the crown prince!"

Xu Mingwu asked tentatively: "Don't my father want to take the team early?"

Xu Mingde shook his head: "My father has already taken the team."

"The old man has already taken the team?"

Xu Mingwu was shocked and was about to ask which team at Pingyang Hou Mansion, but saw his brother waved his hand and said, "Mingwu, just study hard and improve every day! As for other things, let me leave them to my father and elder brother!"

Looking at his brother's serious face, Xu Mingwu felt warm in his heart. His father had also said this to him.

It is said that the elder brother is like a father. As the eldest son of the Marquis's family, it is not easy for Xu Mingde to have such a friendship with his youngest son born to be a concubine.

At this moment, Xu Mingwu felt a sense of belonging in his heart and began to slowly regard himself as a person from the Pingyang Marquis Mansion.

Just when Xu Ershao was moved, he heard his brother say, "Brother knows that you are smart, so I specially signed you for a foreign language interest class!"

Xu Mingwu was speechless for a while. It’s the 17th century. Why is the interest class still popular?

He questioned: "What are you doing when learning a foreign language? Isn't our Ming Dynasty strong? Do you need to learn from foreigners?"

Xu Mingde said: "I asked you to learn foreign languages, not to learn foreigners, we are for war!"

He blurted an earth in the air and pointed at one of them, "Look, our Ming Dynasty is now the overlord of the East. In the future, we will inevitably fight with England and France to compete for the Western world. As an officer of the Ming Dynasty, we must know ourselves and our enemy. If we want to know ourselves and our enemy, we must master the opponent's language!"

Xu Mingwu widened his eyes: "Brother, is our Ming Dynasty so awesome? Are you all thinking about unifying the world?"

"That's a must! Your Majesty is not yet in his forties, and we are all young, so what should we do without war? Also, from an economic perspective, when the country's economy develops to a certain extent, we must launch an external battlefield."

Xu Mingwu was completely convinced. Since entering the Imperial Ming Military Academy, I often heard people say this. It seems that all the officers here are eager for war!

"Brother, how many languages ​​do you know?"

"I don't know much, just Shiguo. I am currently studying Russian hard and trying to pass the assessment at the end of the year."

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Pressure, full of pressure, in this way, under the intense intensity of the language genius brother, Xu Mingwu entered a heavy study career

In May, the spring flowers bloom in the Imperial Ming Military Academy, and the scenery is peaceful.

That night, Xu Mingwu had just finished his French class, walked out of his elder brother's study, and walked in a secluded small garden.

Flowers and trees are flourishing, the warm wind blows on the face, the scenery is pleasant, a bright moon rises quietly in the sky, and the bright moonlight sprinkles a piece of silvery white, shining on the branches where the spring buds are just dewed.

Xu Mingwu walked along the moonlight and unknowingly arrived at the pond of the artificial lake.

Looking at the sparkling water surface, the floating lotus leaves swaying in the wind, and the frogs screaming from the lotus leaves, Xu Mingwu was on a whim and wanted to write a poem.

So he said loudly: "Frogs, frogs, croaking in the quiet night, leisurely on the lotus leaves, poking and jumping!"

Suddenly, I heard a sharp scolding sounded from the depths of the willow shade on the shore: "Who is it!"

Xu Mingwu didn't expect that there was someone by the pond, so he was shocked. He looked in the sound and saw two people walking out from under the shade of willows.

Both of them were wearing military uniforms from the Imperial Ming Military Academy. They looked alumni, but it seemed that the military uniforms of these two people looked more upscale.

The two walked over with swagger. With the moonlight, Xu Mingwu roughly saw the appearance of them clearly.

The guy on the left of the two had long eyebrows and a beautiful body, and was gentle and elegant. He was about 1.8 meters tall, and he was a standard handsome guy.

The one on the right is thin, with a fair face, big eyebrows and big eyes, and is very delicate, about 1.6 meters tall.

Especially in conjunction with the shout just now, it gave Xu Mingwu a sissy feeling.

I heard this guy come over and shout in a sharp voice: "I don't go back to the barracks late at night, why are you doing sneakily here?"

Xu Mingwu was treated as a thief in the middle of the night, so he started to argue: "I don't go back to the barracks to recite poems and essays late at night, it's all your business! I think you are sneaky!"

The other party is all born in military uniforms, so Xu Mingwu has no need to be polite!

The young man laughed three times when he heard this, and said sneering: "You are still at your level and you can recite poems and essays? It's so funny!"

Xu Mingwu was about to scold the little man, but saw the big man next to him standing tall and powerful without anger. The corners of his mouth slowly rose three points, as if he was disdainful of his literary talent.

Xu Mingwu stood up with his anger, put on a pretentious look and said, "The poem I just said, "The poem "Ode to the Frog" is my only replica. Two great talents, why not give me the previous one?"

The little white face sneered: "What a "Ode to Frog", he humiliated Luo Binwang, one of the four heroes! I don't want to fight with you for poetry!"

Xu Ming was happy and pointed at him and smiled, "At first glance, you are an uneducated person. If you don't know, you will say no, you will talk about it. You are all martial artists, so you can pretend to be a cultural person!"

"You are not educated!"

The little white face was a little anxious: "Who said I can't write poetry!"

"Then you have one!"

"Come on!"

The little white face gasped for a few breaths, then turned his eyes and opened his mouth to write a poem: "Chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, crowed in the sky, call the bright moon at the third hour, and call the morning light at the fifth hour!"

Xu Mingwu was speechless and was obviously even more clever when he was a little white-faced, and he used his spear to attack his shield with his spear.

"How about it? How about my song "Ode to the Chicken"?"

The young man arrogantly took his hands behind his back and took two steps forward, showing the spirit of competing with Xu Mingwu.

"Zhiwei, forget it."

The tall and handsome guy next to him finally spoke. He nodded slightly to Xu Mingwu and said, "It's just a misunderstanding, it's a mess. It's a shame."

Zhiwei? I'm still fucking Erkang!

Xu Mingwu felt sorry for his heart, but seeing that this handsome guy was quite polite, he didn't bother him, and he smiled and said, "Everyone is a colleague and comrade-in-arms. It's okay to have some trivial matters. How dare you ask your brother's name? Do you have time to recite poems and essays under the moon in front of the flowers?"

The tall young man smiled and said, "I'm here Zhu Fan, how dare you ask me about my name in Taiwan?"

"Xu Mingwu!"
Chapter completed!