Daming: At the beginning, Zhu Yuanzhang simulated the National Games

Things were pretty much what Zhu Gaoxu thought.

Hu Weiyong really put a lot of effort into arranging these two thousand war horses.

First, he asked Lan Yu to transport more than a thousand horses from various armies. Then he bought several hundred horses with his own money.

Only then could Zhu Gaoxu manage to collect two thousand horses.

Of course, Zhu Gaoxu didn't bother to know this. All he could see now was the approaching two thousand BMWs.

Before the BMW arrived, Zhu Gaoxu asked someone to find Mao Xiang.

He is not omnipotent either.

He couldn't tell whether these horses could reach the level of war horses.

Of course you need to see a professional.

When Mao Xiang arrived at the gate of the military camp, two thousand war horses finally approached.

Then a man got off the horse, walked up to Zhu Gaoxu and saluted: "You must be the King of Nanyang County. I have been ordered by Hu Xiangguo to send you two thousand war horses. Please count them."

Of course we need to take stock.

Zhu Gaoxu winked at Mao Xiang.

Mao Xiang understood immediately and stepped forward to inspect the horses one by one.

One moment he looked at the horse's teeth, and the other moment he patted the horse's back.

Some horses will even get on the horse for a trial run.

After a long time, Mao Xiang finally looked at all the horses and nodded to Zhu Gaoxu.

Hu Weiyong was quite reliable in this regard and did not do anything to the horses.

Zhu Gaoxu nodded and waved his hand, and all the soldiers led the horses into the military camp.

Seeing Zhu Gaoxu accept the horse, the man bowed again and left.

Zhu Gaoxu looked at the man's leaving figure and frowned secretly.

It's too quiet.

Hu Weiyong suffered several losses at his hands, and his precious grandson was even ruined by him.

But Hu Weiyong didn't react at all, which is illogical.

At least Hu Weiyong had some means before, but after such a long period of time, Hu Weiyong has no means at all.

This is unreasonable!

You can tell from the fact that when Zhu Gaoxu scolded Hu Weiyong before, Hu Weiyong immediately found a killer.

Hu Weiyong is a shameless person, and he cannot tolerate sand in his eyes.

Even though he is now different from what he used to be, with much higher status and power, Zhu Gaoxu doesn't believe that Hu Weiyong didn't do anything at all.

It is impossible for Hu Weiyong to have such little ability and dare to be beaten without fighting back. This is not Hu Weiyong's style.

And he didn't believe that Hu Weiyong had nothing to do with him now.

So the more this happened, the more uneasy Zhu Gaoxu felt.

Thinking like this, Zhu Gaoxu couldn't help but combine it with history, and an answer suddenly came to his mind.

Could it be...

He quickly erased the answer in his mind. If it was really what he thought, then everything would have to be planned in advance.

Turning around and walking back to the military camp, Zhu Gaoxu found Mao Xiang and asked, "How is the quality of these war horses?"

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I have checked them thoroughly. They are all good horses. Most of the horses came from the military camp. There is no problem at all."

Hearing what Mao Xiang said, Zhu Gaoxu nodded and immediately began to issue new training tasks.

"Why are there horses now? Most of our soldiers have never ridden horses. We have added a training item and train them immediately. Let everyone get familiar with the horses first, and then we can train in depth."

Mao Xiang nodded after hearing this. He had already guessed that Zhu Gaoxu would do this.

He may not be familiar with other trainings and needs Zhu Gaoxu to explain.

But training immediately is his old profession, so there is no problem at all.

Zhu Gaoxu obviously knew this, nodded, and returned to his tent.

Just as he took out the flowers from the storage space and pointed them out, the scholar next to Song Lian came over again.

"Your Highness, it's time for class."

When Zhu Gaoxu heard this, he immediately slapped his forehead.

In order to avoid Song Lian's classes these days, he either stayed at the glass factory or came back to guide the soldiers in training.

Pretend to be busy.

Seeing that he was so busy, Song Lian didn't bother him.

It has been like this until now. The glass factory is completed and he has nothing to do. In addition, he has not been in class for a while, so he subconsciously forgot about Song Lian.

Now that Zhu Gaoxu had nothing to do, Song Lian finally found an opportunity as soon as he returned to the main tent.

There was no way, Zhu Gaoxu also knew that he had no choice but to shirk this time.

He nodded and followed the scholar to Song Lian's place.

Zhu Gaoxu did not forget the etiquette of the familiar desk and bench.

When entering the door, he saluted Song Lian.

"The student has met the teacher."

"Well, Your Highness, please take a seat."

As Zhu Gaoxu sat down, Song Lian finally spoke: "His Highness is far better than me in arithmetic. His Highness's poem at the banquet the day before yesterday astonished me even more."

"It is no exaggeration to say that His Highness is a child prodigy. As His Highness's teacher, I am actually under a lot of pressure at this time."

"His Highness happens to have something to do these days. After much thought, I finally have something I can teach you."

When Zhu Gaoxu heard what Song Lian said, he felt a little ashamed for a moment.

In terms of ability, Song Lian is actually much more capable than him.

But Song Lian didn't know that Zhu Gaoxu was so powerful solely because of the compulsory education of later generations and the plagiarism of later generations' works.

Pretending to be awesome!

The old man Song Lian no longer had confidence, and Zhu Gaoxu felt that he had unknowingly betrayed Song Lian.