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

Chapter 140 Zhu Biao: Fourth, how are my sons doing? (4.6k to order!)
"Ok?"

After Zhu Zaixi pinched it a few times, he felt that it didn't feel right, but he didn't think much about it.

After all, the touch of this thing is different from person to person.

Then, habitually move your hands to both sides.

However, when Zhu Zaidi pulled his hands together, his brows suddenly frowned.

Because the feel of the clothes was different from what he had expected, and it couldn't be taken off either.

Generally speaking, when one's hands are stretched out to the sides, it should be delicate and fragrant shoulders, and beauties will take the initiative to throw themselves into their arms.

With doubts, Zhu Zaiyi subconsciously pulled off the silk covering his eyes, and what came into his eyes was a big face with a bit of honesty in the fat, and the eyes with a bit of resentment.

Big Fatty Hong Xi: Big Fatty, my fame in the first generation was actually tarnished by this filthy grandson of the sixth generation!

"Who are you?!"

Zhu Zaixi's face changed suddenly in fright, he jumped back half a foot, raised his finger and pointed at Big Fatty Hong Xi, he was so frightened that he went limp.

It seems that the small pills these days are really not very effective.

Much worse than Xiaolanwan.

Then, Zhu Zaiyi glanced left and right subconsciously, and his scalp became numb in an instant.

'Why are there so many people wearing dragon robes! '

'Is it possible that the rebellion has reached my palace? ! '

"This person is..."

Just when Zhu Zaiqian wondered if these people were the rebels who assassinated the king, his eyes suddenly fell on a priest in Taoist robes in the crowd.

The familiar crane-like figure and the familiar thin cheekbones reminded him of that unforgettable late night in the 45th year of Jiajing.

In fact, for Zhu Zaiku, he is not very familiar with his father, Immortal Jiajing.

After all, based on the principle that the two dragons don't meet each other, Zhu Zaiyi has never met his father, Jiajing Immortal, several times in his life, and before he became the throne, Zhu Zaiyi was notoriously cautious inside and outside the court, and he just wanted to be silent. Living in his Prince Yu's mansion, he never thought of showing his face in front of his father.

The reason why Zhu Zaidi was able to recognize Jiajing Immortal at this time was entirely because after Jiajing passed away, Zhu Zaidi, as the heir emperor, naturally wanted to visit his father's body in person.

And dead faces are generally remembered more deeply.

Those who like to watch horror movies in the middle of the night should have a deep understanding of this.

As for the Jiajing Immortal, it is different.

He really didn't know Zhu Zaidi, and he couldn't even recognize which son he was.

It's not because the two dragons didn't meet each other, it's purely because Zhu Zaidi was too young in Jiajing time and space, completely different from his current appearance in his thirties.

Can't recognize it, in order to avoid the embarrassment of training the wrong name, Jiajing Immortal simply didn't stand up.

On the other hand, Lao Zhu frowned very tightly.

Lao Zhu glanced at the seven orchids in the palace who were hiding in fright, and seeing Zhu Zaiku's slutty appearance, according to his temper, he really wanted to beat this slutty boy to death with a mace.

"His Majesty."

At this time, Zhang Juzheng, who was embarrassed by the boss, bit the bullet and squeezed out from the crowd.

Seeing the familiar Mr. Zhang, Zhu Zaiyi seemed to have grasped at straws, and quickly grabbed Zhang Juzheng's arm.

"Let me introduce to His Majesty..."

Enduring the scratching pain from his arm, Zhang Juzheng began to introduce Zhu Zaiku one by one. The first one was naturally Ji Boying, the head of the Four Purities, and then Lao Zhu, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, and A Biao. .

'Great grandfather?Emperor Xingzong! '

Zhu Zaiyi was dumbfounded when he heard it, what kind of daydream was he doing!I actually saw the gods and ancestors!

"Your Majesty, these three are Emperor Cheng Zuwen."

Zhang Juzheng looked at old Zhu Di, Zhu Lao Si, and young Zhu Si all at once, and introduced them respectfully and in detail.

hum.

do not know why.

The moment he finished speaking these words, Zhang Juzheng felt an inexplicable chill on his back, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He subconsciously looked forward and found three pairs of cold eyes staring at him.

'Where did I say the wrong thing? '

It is said that Emperor Zuwen is moody and has the style of Emperor Taizu Gao. When I saw him today, it was as expected! '

'It's better to avoid it in the future. '

Complaining in his heart, Zhang Juzheng suppressed his numb scalp and continued to introduce other people.

After the general introduction of the circle is completed.

Zhu Zaixi froze in place: numb, completely numb.

At a glance, they are all ancestors.

"I entrusted the country to your hands, and you squander it like this?!"

Immortal Jiajing stood up and yelled loudly.

After all, he is a father, and in front of so many ancestors, it is really unreasonable not to say something.

Zhu Zaiyi's neck shrank instantly, and he lowered his head, not daring to say a word.

"return to."

Ji Boying glanced at Immortal Jiajing.

Immortal Jiajing bowed sideways: "Okay!"

Do you still have the nerve to say that people are squandering?

Can Xiuxian ask to burn money playing shooting games?
When Long Qing took over the Jiajing treasury, there were less than 200 million taels of silver left.

The treasury that Longqing handed over to Wanli is a cornucopia of continuous silver, otherwise how could it afford the three major Wanli levies.

Of course, although these have nothing to do with Long Qing, a young shooter himself, as long as it happened in the Long Qing Dynasty, the historical achievements must be counted in Zhu Zai's name.

Ji Boying walked out slowly and came to Zhu Zaiqian's side.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the seven orchids of the Western Regions who were kneeling on the ground in shock, which was exactly as recorded in the history books.

Before Zhu Zaixi took the throne, he was depressed for too long, and after he took the throne, he began to indulge in wild sex. After playing later, he no longer had any interest in domestic beauties.

Commonly known as: aesthetic fatigue (I don't know if she looks good or not).

So I started looking for foreign countries.

This point is essentially the same as some senior flower lovers in later generations pursuing things like Taiyan horses.

"In this practical observation class, there is only one thing I want you to realize deeply."

Following Ji Boying's words, everyone stood up straight, their eyes fixed on Ji Boying, listening carefully.

Of course, this gaze was also on Zhu Zaixi.

"When you treat your successors, you not only need to be limited according to the system we set before."

"Teaching successors by precepts and deeds is even more important."

Long Qing: I...have become a negative teaching material?
Ji Boying's eyes were especially on Zhu Qizhen, Zhu Jianshen, Zhu Youtang, and Zhu Houcong, the "fathers" of the mid-Ming Dynasty. These guys basically had no education for their successors.

Including Zhu Youtang.

I don't know if the fate of Lao Zhu's family has come.

The few emperors in the early Ming Dynasty all trained their successors hand in hand, but in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, each one was more unique than the other, and none of the successors had received complete training and set out on the road.

Ji Boying raised his hand and pressed it on Zhu Zaiqian's shoulder.

It wasn't very strong, Zhu Zaiyi's legs went limp in an instant, and he almost collapsed, but Zhang Juzheng who was at the side quickly supported him.

Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Zaiku, frowning slightly.

His face was pale, and his Qi was so weak, this is how much fun he had.

Your father took drugs for longevity, and you fucking took drugs for longevity.

According to the original historical timeline, the current time and space of Longqing is the autumn and winter of the fifth year of Longqing, and in May of the sixth year of Longqing, the Emperor Longqing will have to die.

'The time is approaching, and this kid must be detoxified. '

Once the time-space namer returns to the west, the time-space entrance will also be closed.

Therefore, Ji Boying could not let Long Qing return to the west as originally planned, and had to prolong his life.

And Zhu Zaiyi's method of prolonging his life is actually very simple. To be honest, this guy has no underlying disease, just pure indulgence and drug use to play himself to death.

As long as you start from now on, control your hands, control your handles, join the army of abstinence with the determination to win, and be a person with no distracting thoughts.

Then add a few months of medicinal diet conditioning, at least 20 years of life can be added.

"Okay, now go back and rest for a quarter of an hour, and then continue with class."

Pass on knowledge and prolong the country.

There is no time to wait, no time to wait.

Swish.

A large group of people in the hall disappeared in an instant.

The seven women from the Western Regions who shrunk in fright all opened their eyes, and they were all stunned, and then they shouted in panic.

"assassin!"

"There are assassins!"

"Your Majesty has been captured!"

"........."

..............................

In Hongwu time and space, the main hall of the Drunken Immortal.

On the rice paper on the panel of the podium, under the line "How to maintain the basic disk of the empire", the original topic of Longqing has been erased, and a new line of topic has been replaced, which made many people in the class feel Interested.

At the same time, he frowned.

The last glory, the literal meaning, everyone understands.

"Three Great Signs of Wanli——The Last Glory of Ming Dynasty"

This meeting coincides with the break time between classes, the stipulated quarter of an hour.

Lao Zhu and A Biao stood in front of the rice paper on the podium. Lao Zhu's eyes were on the "Three Great Marches of Wanli—The Last Glory of the Ming Dynasty", while A Biao's eyes were on "how to maintain the basic foundation of the empire."

In fact, Lao Zhu can almost figure it out. When he met the immortal master for the first time, he knew that Ming's Guozuo was 276 years old, and this Wanli should be almost at the end of Guozuo.

"Royal father, today the immortal master spent so much time explaining the importance of the Royal Tiangong Academy."

"It can be seen that the Royal Tiangong Academy plays a pivotal role in the future development of our Ming Dynasty."

"My son thinks so."

A Biao paused for a moment, then continued.

"As Master Xian said, science and education will rejuvenate the country, and talents will rejuvenate the country. Talents are indispensable for the construction of Tiangong Academy in Ming Dynasty."

"Now that the Imperial College is being rebuilt, it will definitely be too late to select talents from the Tiangong Academy through imperial examinations. Therefore, I want to ask my father for permission, and order all the people in the country to recommend strange talents. After the selection is sent to the capital, the imperial court Unified screening, so that a group of talents for the construction of Tiangong Institute can be gathered in the fastest time."

A Biao said in a condensed voice.

After hearing this, Lao Zhu frowned slightly.

Then, he patted Ah Biao on the shoulder.

"Biao'er, you've been in class for so long, don't you think you're still a big brother?"

"what?"

A Biao was taken aback for a moment, he really didn't quite understand the meaning of Lao Zhu's words.

"In order to ensure the safe inheritance of the empire, the core lies in the emperor's willingness to give the crown prince a certain amount of imperial power."

If the emperor of any dynasty said this to the prince, the prince would kneel on the ground with a plop, trembling with fright.

But Lao Zhu and A Biao are exceptions.

"My son knows."

"Well, in the future, if it's not a military matter that concerns the country, you can make up your own mind, and just ask someone to write a memorial and submit it to me for reading."

A Biao took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

"Yes."

"After class, Erchen will discuss with Mr. Bowen about the method of recommendation."

"Ah."

Lao Zhu nodded slightly, and glanced at the main hall from the corner of his eye.

At this moment, everyone is gathering together in twos and threes, very lively.

For example, old Zhu Di took Zhu Laosi and young Zhu Si, and the three emperors Cheng Zuwen surrounded Zhang Juzheng who didn't know the slip of the tongue in a secret corner.

The Immortal Jiajing had a pot of water with the young Zhu Houcong, and excitedly shared his cultivation experience, especially the understanding of "H2O+C→H2+CO" by the Immortal Jiajing. The young Zhu Houcong was so excited when he heard it, he began to practice on the spot.

Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao was also with the young Zhu Houzhao, and the two of them mainly discussed the great victory in Yingzhou.

Jianwen Zhu Gaochi, Yongle Zhu Zhanji, orthodox Zhu Qiyu and other young students also got together, seniority doesn't matter, it all depends on age, and they gathered together to fight crickets.

Heihua Zhu Qizhen approached Wang Yangming, with a pious face, asking for advice on the mysteries of the mind.

Especially around Yao Guangxiao, many important ministers from different time and space gathered. They were full of interest in the black-clothed prime minister who gave Zhu Di a white hat.

As for the others, they all accompany each other.

Only the orthodox Zhutoubao, this time there is a person lying on the table with boredom written all over his face, he wanted to talk to someone, but no one answered him, he wanted to fight crickets, but was kicked out by Emperor Xuande.

In the end, he had no choice but to focus on the newcomer Longqing Zhu Zaixi, and walked over with a smile.

However, when Zhu Tou Bao finished his self-introduction, he thought that he was more or less an ancestor in front of Long Qing, and he still had face, and was looking forward to having a conversation with Zhu Zaixi.

Zhu Zaiyi glanced at him meaningfully, and then said: 'Get out. '

at the same time.

The elegant room on the top of the pavilion, the place by the window.

Ji Boying stood in this old position, quietly burning a cigarette in his hand.

Let the cigarette burn even if you don't smoke it.

In Ji Boying's place, it takes about a quarter of an hour for two cigarettes to burn out before he can go to class.

"Master Immortal, the student has a problem."

The voice came from outside the door.

"Enter."

Yay, the door opens.

The beginner is Jingtai Emperor Zhu Qiyu of Tianshun Time and Space.

"How is it, how is your body feeling recently?"

Ji Boying asked with a smile, stomach bleeding is not so easy to treat, even if the acuteness is stopped, it still needs to be recuperated for a period of time.

It was the first time to ask the immortal master a question alone, and Zhu Qiyu, who was a little embarrassed, laughed quickly.

"Much better, thank you Immortal Master for giving me the medicine."

"Well, sit down."

With a wave of Ji Boying's hand, there were two more cups of tea on the table by the window.

"It's a good thing to have questions, just ask, students don't have to be restrained in front of the teacher."

Zhu Qiyu took a deep breath and nodded.

"Master Xian, after the last get out of class, Xingzong has explained the previous classroom knowledge to us, the second batch of students, but the students are still puzzled by one thing."

"Does the silver expansion plan have to take silver from the Wa country?"

Ji Boying looked at Emperor Jingtai Zhu Qiyu, but did not reply immediately.

This problem, presumably not only with Emperor Jingtai, but also with other times and spaces in the mid-Ming Dynasty.

And the reality of each space-time is completely different.

For example, for Emperor Zhu Jianshen of Chenghua, it was completely possible to form an expeditionary force just like in the early Ming Dynasty. In the middle period of Chenghua, the treasury was full, the army was strong, and the country of Wa was in the midst of village wars. .

However, the time and space in Hongzhi was different. In the 17th year of Hongzhi, the treasury of the Ming Dynasty was empty, the military equipment was slack, and it was barely enough to hold the national border, let alone form a transoceanic expeditionary force.

"You can ask this question, it shows that you have thought carefully, and it is worthy of praise."

Ji Boying first affirmed Zhu Qiyu's attitude in class, and then he was about to speak.

Xiyu quickly ran in from the door, looking a little nervous.

"what happened?"

Ji Boying looked at Xiyu.

"Master, something is wrong downstairs..."

Ji Boying frowned slightly, got up and walked out quickly, Jingtai Emperor Zhu Qiyu also hurriedly followed behind.

Sure enough, I looked down from the door of this elegant room.

The entire main hall was originally very noisy during recess, but this meeting was so quiet that one could hear even a hair falling on the ground.

On the podium, A Biao was in a daze.

He just asked old Zhu Di a question on a whim, why is everyone suddenly quiet?
"Yongle's fourth son, what happened to my sons?"

"Why don't you speak?"

"Why is everyone silent?"

Old Zhu Di: Brother, my eldest brother, what do you want me to say?
(End of this chapter)