Daming Zhu Di: Father, why aren't you dead? !

Chapter 129 Jiajing Immortal: Why Are You Targeting This Emperor? ! (Don't raise 5.8k!)

In Jiajing's eyes, now he has found out the mystery.

As long as the path is right, there will be a day of enlightenment.

At this moment, Jiajing glanced at the other emperors, feeling a sense of complacency as if everyone was drunk and I was alone.

Ji Boying glanced at the Jiajing Immortal who got up and saluted respectfully. He didn't know who the Jiajing Immortal learned from this strange disciple ceremony. It was very similar to the messy salutes of the fairy tales and puppet shows of later generations. It seemed that he would not be embarrassed His salute posture is not like a fairy.

Five Thunders?

Why don't you strike lightning?
I teach you, who will teach me? !

What is this old boy pretending to be in his head every day?
Originally, Ji Boying thought that after the Jiajing Immortal entered school, he would slowly wake up, but now it seems that instead of getting better, his condition has worsened.

"I'll stop by the office after class."

A word out.

Immortal Jiajing's body trembled violently, and the excitement in his eyes was hard to describe in words.

This reminded him of a storybook he read when he was still a prince, in which the patriarch also strictly asked the monkey to look for him alone in the middle of the night! (Note: The script is not a book)
'Master is finally willing to teach me fairy art! '

"Zhu Houcong would like to obey the teacher's order!"

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, with anticipation and reverence, Immortal Jiajing sat down again.

Is it possible that there is a 'five thunders' in the world?
The others subconsciously glanced at Jiajing Immortal, with doubts and a hint of envy in their hearts.

This is fairy art, who doesn't want to learn it?

As for Ji Boying, he glanced at Old Zhu and Old Zhu Di, as well as the eager emperors, and frowned slightly at their thought of going to the Chongzhen Dynasty.

The current Ji Boying doesn't have the courage to open the purgatory-level dungeon of Chongzhen Time and Space.

To extend the reign of Chongzhen Time and Space to 500 years, the difficulty is no less than that of chopping a Titan with a novice kitchen knife.

No, it should be harder than cutting titans.

"The death of the Ming Dynasty was not the fault of Chongzhen alone."

Ji Boying withdrew his gaze and gave his opinion on Chongzhen.

As the king of subjugation, Chongzhen Zhu Youjian, the emperor, cannot be blamed, and Chongzhen's own abilities are too useless, which cannot be denied at all.

Throughout Zhu Youjian's 17-year career as an emperor, there are indeed many places to spray, but the reason why the Ming Dynasty fell in his hands cannot be attributed to Chongzhen alone.

A brief list of the reasons for Chongzhen's subjugation:
First, the mess left by Shenzong is too bad. After all, people work on night shifts when they are not in court. Wanli really doesn’t work, and only Wanli can do it. It was just going through the motions, and the contradictions accumulated in the last few decades were concentrated and exploded during the Chongzhen period;
Second, there are constant party disputes in the temple, but whenever there is a meeting, even if it is to discuss which team building to go to tomorrow, Fengtian Temple can play a dog's brains.

Third, the annexation of land across the country has become heinously serious, especially in the affluent places in the south of the Yangtze River. The imperial court has been unable to collect taxes at all. In addition, a large amount of overseas silver has been intercepted, and the influx of overseas silver has been lost. It is common practice for the people to hide silver. The national finances are in deficit.

Fourth, in terms of the battle situation, outside the pass there is a rising rat-tail, inside the pass there is Huang Laier, the Chuang Wang who yells "Equity the land, free from taxes".

Fifth, it coincided with the Little Ice Age in the climate of the northern hemisphere. The 70-year ice age caused a severe reduction in grain production in the north during the Chongzhen Dynasty. Plagues were rampant in the four places, and the number of refugees affected by the disaster increased rapidly.

Sixth, Chongzhen himself.

Seven, metaphysics.

"Of course, Chongzhen's fault cannot be shirked."

"He is the cause."

On this point, I have to say that if the emperor is replaced by another capable emperor, even if the complete Ming Dynasty cannot be preserved in the end, at least he can retreat to the south of the Yangtze River safely, rule across the river, and follow the example of the Southern Song Dynasty to extend the country for more than a hundred years.

After all, history has proved that Chongzhen had many opportunities to move south, and even had the opportunity to temporarily stabilize Li Zicheng. After all, Li Zicheng never thought of destroying Daming at the beginning, but Chongzhen missed all of them.

Ji Boying looked away.

"Regarding the issue of Chongzhen, our practical observation class will naturally reach a corresponding progress in the future. The reason why I teach you today is to let your respective Great Mings avoid such tragedies of subjugation."

Old Zhu took a deep breath.

Seeing with his own eyes the collapse of the Ming Dynasty that he created alone, he felt a little bit uneasy.

At this time, Jianwen Zhu's fourth brother was silent for a while, looked at Lao Zhu and said.

"Father, the immortal master has his own arrangements, we still can't rush, and we will obey the immortal master's words."

"And what the immortal master said is very reasonable. The most important thing we should do now is not to go to the Chongzhen Dynasty to trouble this unworthy descendant, but to listen carefully to the immortal master's teachings and lay a solid foundation for our current Great Ming. Let us wait Future generations will never repeat this mistake."

The emperors of other dynasties also nodded after hearing the words.

Anyway, when Lao Zhu said he was going to go, they followed him enthusiastically, and when Zhu Di said that they would wait and go, they would wait and go. After all, in front of the two ancestors, they were both grandsons and did not have much say.

"What Chengzu said is very reasonable."

Zhang Cong, who was next to the Jiajing Immortal, suddenly opened his mouth for some reason.

As soon as the words fell, Jiajing Immortal's expression changed, and his heart was overwhelmed, wishing to sacrifice Zhang Cong to the sky.

'What is your identity?The emperors are talking, why do you interrupt? ! '

At the moment when the word "Chengzu" came out, the expressions of old Zhu Di and Zhu Laosi were instantly cold.

The knife man's eyes instantly fell on Jiajing's fairy double seat, and on Jiajing's head.

"Child Jiajing, after you go back from this class, immediately change my temple name back. Otherwise, every time you come to class in the future, I will hang you up and beat you up!"

"I have always said what I say and do what I say."

(Zhu Quan: Words must be followed??)
Old Zhu Di had just finished speaking.

Jianwen Zhu Laosi got up and moved away from the table, and came to Jiajing Immortal's table in two or three steps. This sudden arrival surprised Jiajing Immortal and Zhang Cong, who said "I don't know anything".

Zhu Lao Si, who had only finished Jing Nan for half a year, had a particularly murderous look on his body. He stepped on Jiajing's chair, leaned slightly, and looked down at Jiajing's eyes.

"solitary."

"Next time I have class, I will bring a knife."

Gollum.

Immortal Jiajing blinked, swallowed, his legs trembled a little, and then quickly turned to look at Zhang Cong beside him.

In an instant, his face was serious, and he shouted loudly.

"Zhang Fujing, it was you who insisted on making me change the temple name of Emperor Taizong. I have repeatedly said that it is necessary, and you insist! Look at the good things you did back then!"

"What are you doing in a daze?! Why don't you kneel down and apologize to Emperor Taizong, kowtow to admit your mistake!"

Zhang Cong was taken aback:? ? ?

Zhang Cong, who was dug out of the grave and started working for Jiajing again, took the fastest time to figure out what had happened in the court over the years, including Jiajing changing the temple name to Emperor Taizong.

This happened in the 17th year of Jiajing.

And Zhang Cong had already seen the King of Hades as early as the 14th year of Jiajing.

This pot can also be thrown on Zhang Cong's head, the Jiajing gods are indeed gods.

'Dog Emperor! '

I cursed in my heart.

Zhang Cong took a deep breath and recognized the reality.

This is the helplessness of wage earners, and it is also one of the basic skills of wage earners: the courage to take the blame for leaders.

Immediately, old man Zhang stood up, with a look of regret on his face, he knelt down and kowtowed to Zhu Laosi and old Zhu Di.

"Sir, you will die."

Zhu Laosi didn't even look at Zhang Cong. This little trick of embezzling flowers and plants did not fool him. He just patted Jiajing on the shoulder with a little deep meaning.

Leave a sentence: mice are juice.

Not far away, old Zhu Di's icy eyes were also staring at Jiajing Immortal.

"Yes Yes Yes…!"

Immortal Jiajing quickly nodded weakly.

His body, which looks like a crane, can't stand a few more beatings, the fractures from the last time are still not healed.

"Okay, about the topic of Chongzhen, the class will be suspended here, and we will start the corresponding discussion later when we go to the practical observation class of the Chongzhen Dynasty."

Ji Boying swept across the crowd.

''The passage I showed you just now is to tell you the evil consequences of the monarch's extreme suspicion. "

"Of course, this question belongs to the Son of Heaven."

"As for the issue of ministers' privacy, it belongs to you ministers."

His eyes fell on the eleven important ministers.

"Next, let's look at two hallucinations, which are another extreme privateness."

Following Ji Boying's words, he fell.

The scene of the entire main hall changed again.

This is another palace.

However, it is obvious that this is different from the Fengtian Palace, it is not a palace for discussing the dynasty, but a palace for the emperor's sleeping quarters.

In the picture, under this highness, a group of people are kneeling. Judging from the official uniforms worn by these people, it can be judged that they are not Ming official uniforms.

"This is Song?"

Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao got up, leaned closer to this group of people and began to observe carefully. He always liked to do things that others could not think of.

"To be precise, it was before Song Dynasty."

The ruler in Ji Boying's hand pointed towards the couch in the bedroom, which was actually by his side.

On the couch, lay a dying man with a waxy face, and beside the couch, there were kneeling a weeping woman and a child in yellow clothes with shaggy hair.

"This person is Chai Rong."

Words come out.

Everyone's eyes froze, Chai Rong's name, they who are emperors naturally know that he is also one of their role models.

During that war-torn era, a rare hero among the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, at the beginning of Chai Rong's accession to the throne, he once boldly said: I will use ten years to open up the world, ten years to support the people, and ten years to bring about peace is enough!
And his path is indeed proceeding according to this ideal. Chai Rong's six years of calming down the world is already unstoppable.

If God pretends that Chai Rong is the emperor for 30 years, there will be no more Song Dynasty in the future, and the entire history of China will completely go another way.

"Then who is this person?"

Lao Zhu got up subconsciously and stood side by side with Ji Boying.

In the illusion, everyone's location happened to be on the left side beside the sick bed.

It can be clearly seen that besides the woman and child who were kneeling and crying, there was another person who was summoned to the side of the couch alone. It was a majestic general who was still wearing armor.

"That's right, just as you thought."

Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu from the corner of his eyes, and finally his eyes fell on the general.

…………(beginning)…………

The wind of sorrow passed through the gaps in the palace and shuttled among the crowd.

The entire hall was filled with coolness.

Chai Rong on the sickbed, his eyes were fixed on Zhao Kuangyin who was kneeling beside the bed, as if he was making a decision.

At this moment, Zhao Kuangyin's eyes were red, he bit his finger without hesitation, and wiped the blood on his cheek.

"My lord, Zhao Kuangyin, today I swear by weeping blood that I will definitely help the young master to help Da Zhou in this life. If you have two hearts, you will die!"

After saying that, 'Bang' kowtowed down.

Tears well up.

The blood on the cheeks condensed into tears.

This is, weeping blood.

Chai Rong on the sickbed looked at Zhao Kuangyin who kowtowed and wept in front of the bed, and let out a long breath.

Speak with the last of your strength.

"Promote Zhao Kuangyin, for the inspector Taifu."

"In front of the hall, check in front of the hall!"

As soon as the words came out, the pupils of the kneeling Hou Zhou officials all shrank in shock.

The front of the hall is inspected, and he is the supreme commander of the forbidden army in the later Zhou Dynasty.

…………(end)…………

"I don't need to say more about the latter."

After the picture was frozen, Ji Boying swept across the crowd.

The emperors were all frowning, and the courtiers were also frowning.

They had only seen this scene in history books, but they didn't expect to see it with their own eyes today.

Zhao Kuangyin became Jiedushi at the age of 30, became the Supreme Commander of the Later Zhou Imperial Army at the age of 32, launched the Chenqiao Mutiny at the age of 33, added a yellow robe, and became Song Taizu in the history books of later generations.

These, of course, are clear to them in their hearts.

"Zhao people bully orphans and widows, they are quite heroes."

Lao Zhu's words were full of contempt for Zhao Kuangyin.

Everyone is the founding king of the country, and Lao Zhu Neng patted his chest and said: I am originally Huaiyou, and the world belongs to me.

I am a real genius who started a business with a bowl, went through life and death, and finally created the Ming Dynasty and became a generation of emperors.

As for Lao Zhao, who steals other people's family businesses, Lao Zhu despises them.

Of course, only Lao Zhu is qualified to say such things.

The other emperors are all emperors. The reason why they can sit on the throne of emperors is not by themselves, but by the legacy of their ancestors.

Even Zhu Di was the same, the most important reason why he was able to become the emperor, apart from Jing Nan's success, was that his father was the emperor.

If Lao Zhu doesn't succeed in starting a business, no matter how hard he tries, it will be useless.

"I know you may say that you are civil servants, and you have different backgrounds from generals like Zhao Kuangyin."

Ji Boying scanned these eleven civil servants, from Liu Bowen, Yao Guangxiao, Xia Yuanji, Yang Rong, and Yang Shiqi in the early Ming Dynasty to Li Xian, Yu Qian, Li Bing, Liu Jian, Wang Yangming, and Zhang Cong in the mid-Ming Dynasty.

Among these people, there are only three who have had personal experience in commanding troops.

Yu Qian, Li Bing, Wang Yangming.

"See you later."

The voice fell again, and the surrounding scenery changed again.

The courtiers, who had experienced a change in the illusion, got used to it this time and were not surprised. They all looked at the layout of the house.

And, in front of them, there was a person lying sideways on the couch, coughing violently.

Every time he coughed, a big mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, and the iron bowl placed beside the couch was completely stained red.

Seeing this scene, the faces of Lao Zhu and Wang Yangming changed instantly.

What Lao Zhu was worried about was Empress Ma's lung disease, but Wang Yangming had experienced it himself, although it was not so serious.

"This person is wearing an imperial robe made in Han Dynasty."

Zhu Houzhao, an expert in the study of ancient robes, stared at the person on the couch, and spoke again.

"There should be no emperor who died of lung disease in the Han Dynasty."

Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen frowned slightly, he leaned closer to the person in front of the couch, and carefully examined the person's face.

"According to my calculations, this person should be Cao Pi, Emperor Wen of Wei."

The Jiajing Immortal was wearing a green robe, stroking his beard with one hand, and counting with the other.

"I believed you, you bastard."

Zhu Houzhao glanced at Jiajing.

"That's right, it's Cao Pi."

In the holographic projection, the position of the podium is the couch, and Ji Boying is standing in the position of Cao Pi at the moment.

When Ji Boying's words came to an end, Jiajing Immortal suddenly became happy.

"Oh, I was really guessed by your old magic stick."

Zhu Houzhao was joking aside.

And at this moment, there were hurried footsteps, and an old man with white hair walked in with his back bent.

…………(beginning)…………

"Zhongda, you're here."

Cao Pi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and waved to Sima Yi who entered the hall.

Seeing Cao Pi vomiting blood, Sima Yi looked horrified, ran and crawled to the side of the couch, knelt down to support Cao Pi who was leaning on the couch, and looked at the blood in the iron pot in astonishment.

"see that."

"I contracted lung disease at the age of 17. It has been incurable for a long time, and I have no cure now."

Cao Pi wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth with silk.

Sima Yi took a deep breath.

"I don't know anything about this matter."

He really doesn't know.

Cao Pi glanced at Sima Yi and smiled lightly.

"Even the late emperor didn't know, how could you know?"

"If the late emperor knew that my life would not last long, he would never have let me succeed."

"Zhongda, now do you understand why I am so eager to defeat Wu?"

Sima Yi lowered his head, his lantern eyes drooping.

"I understand, Your Majesty wants to make a name for himself in his lifetime."

Cao Pi put down the silk handkerchief and let out a long breath.

"Zhong Da, if I had listened to your words earlier, maybe I would not have lost this battle. Now in my life, I will be nothing but a king of inaction after all."

Sima Yi paused.

"Your Majesty defeated Wu, why didn't you let the minister go?"

"I always dream of being able to contribute to His Majesty's battlefield."

Hearing this, Cao Pi leaned on the couch, stared at Sima Yi with deep eyes, then sat up straight, and gradually approached Sima Yi, his gaze was only a few feet away.

"Zhongda, I'm here to ask you."

"If you are in charge of soldiers, who will control you?"

A word out.

Sima Yi's body was as if struck by lightning, and he quickly bowed and kowtowed.

"My minister, Sima Yi, swears that in this life, he will never lead a soldier!"

Looking at Sima Yi like this, Cao Pi watched for a long time.

At last.

"Come on,"

Cao Pi snapped.

Suddenly, a person entered from outside the hall, holding an imperial decree in his hand, which was obviously drawn up a long time ago.

Cao Pi glanced at the person coming, and raised his hand.

"Proclamation."

Before Sima Yi could react, the decree had already been made.

"Sima Yi has been loyal to the royal family for 25 years. He has been diligent and assisted in the administration. He is wise and brave. He is hard-working and persevering. That is to say, he will be awarded the post of General Hussars. He will be in charge of state affairs with General Cao Zhen and Cao Xiu.

The moment the edict was read.

Cao Pi suddenly pressed Sima Yi's shoulders, coughing violently, and the blood sprayed Sima Yi's old face without any dead ends, especially the pair of drooping lantern eyes, the blood flowed straight down.

"Zhongda, Zhongda, Zhongda..."

"My, cough cough..."

"My son, my son...

…………(end)…………

As the picture came to an abrupt end, all the emperors and ministers who were watching were taken aback for a moment.

'What's behind my son? '

'Why don't you let it go? ! '

'It's the critical moment! '

Ji Boying raised his ruler, and the holographic projection was completely shut down.

"Go back to your places."

A word fell.

No matter how reluctant, no matter how unsatisfied, these emperors and ministers can only return to their respective positions.

"Now, answer my question."

"Chai Rong and Cao Pi's actions are right or wrong."

Ji Boying swept across the emperor ministers who had finished their seats.

In many versions of later generations, because the Sima family usurped the old Cao's family, the saying that Sima Yi has long been suspected began with Cao Cao.

But in fact, at Cao Cao's meeting, with Sima Yi's identity and status, he was not qualified to be suspected by Boss Cao.

In Boss Cao's eyes, Sima Yi was at best a talent and could be kept. In the end, Boss Cao closed his eyes, and Sima Yi had never been reused.

But when it came to Cao Pi's era, Sima Yi began to turn himself around completely, and the situation became prosperous. Cao Pi trusted Sima Yi very much, and treated him as a minister.

As soon as the words came out, all the emperors and ministers fell silent.

The entire classroom was silent for a moment, and even the wind of mosquitoes could be heard.

"No one answered?"

Ji Boying frowned.

"Since no one answered, I'll just roll the roll."

All of a sudden, the emperors shrank their pupils and lowered their heads one after another.

The eyes are erratic, you look at me, I look at you.

I thought to myself why you are not here, Brother Biao, if Brother Biao was here, there would not be so many moths.

"Well, it's just you."

"Don't look at the others, stand up and answer."

"Zhu Houcong."

The Jiajing Immortal on the seat was stunned: I am here to cultivate immortality, I can't answer questions...!
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