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

Chapter 144 Old Zhu: We want to meet Li Zicheng (4.8k order required!)
Zhu Zaiyi's abrupt voice broke the classroom atmosphere in an instant.

'Snapped'.

The crisp sound of slapping suddenly sounded.

Immortal Jiajing had the quickest reaction, and he slapped Zhu Zaiqi with a backhand, which directly stumped the little shooter.

Emperor Longqing used his personal experience to tell us a truth, showing his true feelings and telling the truth, sometimes what he got in return was not necessarily the approval of others, but it might also be the father's coercion.

"You nonsense, unfilial son, what dirty things are you thinking about all day long?!"

Zhu Zaixi subconsciously covered his swollen left cheek, and couldn't help but feel angry. After all, he had been emperor for more than five years, and he felt a little bit of pride in his heart.

But when he inadvertently saw the mace raised and put down in the grandfather's hand, he realized it instantly.

The father slapped me just now, it was not slapping me, but loving me properly!

It's much more comfortable to be punched by the old man than to be beaten by the great grandfather's mace.

"If you have three points of heroism like me, why did you become what you are now!"

Immortal Jiajing added another sentence.

Ji Boying was stunned by these words, are you three points heroic?

If there are three points of heroism, it is estimated that Guozuo of the Ming Dynasty will end in Wanli.

"Zhu Zaiyi."

Old Zhu stared at Zhu Zaidi with an indifferent voice and cold eyes, and Zhu Zaidi was so startled that his back felt chills and his heart skipped a beat.

"Great, grandpa."

Bite the bullet, Zhu Zaiyi bowed to listen to the training.

"Can't you see that brother just used this illusion to warn us that, as the emperor, we should abide by our body and mind, and remember the troubles of beauty and water."

"Starting from today, you are not allowed to get close to women for one year. If you dare to disobey, we will directly abolish you."

Obviously, the 'abolition' mentioned by Lao Zhu is not the abolition of the throne.

But physical scrapping.

From a medical point of view, it is a physical crit that cuts off the ability to reproduce.

Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu, he really didn't want to warn these emperors to abide by their bodies and minds.

It is perfectly normal for an emperor to marry more wives. After all, the number of heirs is also an important indicator in the evaluation goal of an emperor.

A Biao at the side spoke in a deep voice.

"In this first illusion, taking Tang Minghuang as an example, it can be seen that the change of the king affects the world."

"A woman cannot fundamentally affect the survival of the empire."

As soon as the words came out, everyone's thinking instantly changed from what Lao Zhu said about "beautiful women and troubles", and combined with the theme of "the king and the people" mentioned before entering the illusion, there was an instant sense of enlightenment.

Lao Zhu was taken aback when he heard this, embarrassed, and seemed to be mistaken again.

"Ah."

Ji Boying nodded slightly, and gave A Biao an appreciative look. It has to be said that this kid is getting better and better, and he is a little closer to becoming an assistant teacher of the immortal teacher.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that beautiful women are in trouble, such as Concubine Xi of Xia, Daji of Shang, Baosi of Zhou, Li Ji of Jin, and Yang Yuhuan of Tang Dynasty.

The historians unceremoniously pinned the cauldron of the dynasty's downfall on these women's heads, and wrote a big book, accusing these women of harming the country and the people and charming the monarch. All kinds of unofficial histories are constantly competing.

However, the death of a country was really because of a woman who did not exercise authority (Cixi's abuse of authority is not counted)?
From the history books of Zhenger Bajing, Daji and Baosi have never been seen to interfere in the government.

In fact, the death of Xia was due to the tyranny of Xia Jie himself, the death of Shang was due to the long history of the dynasty, and the death of the Western Zhou Dynasty was more due to the internal turmoil of the royal family.

As for Li Longji's failure in the late festival, it was because in his early years, in order to improve the efficiency of the border town and to allow the border town to act cheaply, he delegated all the military, government, financial and three powers to the local governors.

The plan at the beginning was to wait until it was stable, and then exercise restraint. As a result, after the Tang Dynasty entered the prosperous age, Li Longji immediately drifted away, and his heart was so big that he completely forgot about it.

Even if there is no Yang Yuhuan in the Tang Dynasty, An Lushan should still oppose it.

And even if there is no An Lushan, there will be Li Lushan and Wang Lushan in the future, but it is only a matter of time.

Then, Ji Boying patted Lao Zhu's shoulder beside him again.

"What Lao Zhu just said just now has some truth. When dealing with female sex, you should be careful and not overindulge."

Express agreement with Lao Zhu's views, and appropriately ease Lao Zhu's embarrassment in front of his children and grandchildren.

The words fall.

All the emperors nodded in agreement, among the sixteen emperors of the Ming Dynasty, not many were obsessed with women.

"Especially you, Zhu Zaiyi."

Ji Boying looked at Emperor Longqing who was covering his face in pain.

"Since your Zhu Family Taizu has ordered you not to get close to women for a year, you have to obey the order, and I will supervise this matter together."

"If you commit a crime, heaven will punish you."

After hearing this, Zhu Zaixi's heart skipped a beat.

Originally, what he was thinking was that anyway, he and Grandpa are not in the same time and space. I secretly play small games to entertain the body and mind at home. How would Grandpa know that Grandpa can still stare at me for twelve hours day and night?
But it is different now, the immortal master represents the heaven.

God, it's everywhere...!
'How will I live in the days to come? '

'Shooting me is not the same as killing me! '

Ji Boying ignored Zhu Zaiqian's almost collapsed expression.

Originally, he was going to give Zhu Zaiyi a break-up treatment, but this time Lao Zhu came out, which was just right, saving him trouble later on.

"The first question, remember it well."

Ji Boying swept across the crowd, the princes and princes were all stunned, and their ears were pricked up.

"How to ensure the consistency of the monarch."

In history, there are many Ming emperors who are not guaranteed in the evening, such as Duke Huan of Qi and Emperor Wu of Liang Xiao Yan.

Just a few short years without guarantee at such a late date is enough to cause irreparable damage to the entire country.

In the era of absolute monarchy, the monarch is the inseparable core factor of the empire's basic disk. It is nonsense to talk about the empire's basic disk without talking about the king of this country.

"This problem is difficult to solve, so remember it first."

"We'll talk about it together after we finish reading the next part of the illusion."

Ji Boying took a breath.

"The fundamental basis of maintaining an empire lies in people, and people are divided into kings and people."

"What we saw just now was Jun."

"Next, look at the people."

Ah Biao added a sentence at the right time.

"Water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn it."

Just as Ji Boying was about to start the next projection, Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao suddenly spoke, with doubts on his face.

"Master Immortal, I still don't quite understand how the basic empire is divided into kings and people, and what is the connection between them?"

"Why aren't those dignitaries and gentry included in this basic set?"

As soon as these words came out, most of the others showed the same puzzled look.

After all, in their cognition, the powerful and gentry should be the backbone of the empire.

Obviously, these emperors and princes didn't understand at first, but they pretended to understand. Only Wu Zong Zhu Houzhao bravely asked his doubts.

Ji Boying glanced at the crowd and was silent for a moment.

"I'll explain it to you after the next illusion is over."

When the voice fell, the surrounding scene changed instantly.

In an instant, there was the sound of cannons and fighting.

All the emperors and princes looked around, and suddenly found that this place is obviously in the city, with many private houses, but now it has been reduced to a battlefield.

"Huh? Why does this city gate that is being attacked look familiar?"

Fatty Yongle looked at the city that was being attacked ahead, and subconsciously raised a question.

"Father, this is the door of our house, the Zhengyang Gate of the Nine Gates of the capital."

Yongle Xiaozhu often runs around in the capital, and he is very familiar with the Nine Gates of the capital.

Old Zhu frowned.

His Hongwu time and space has not yet been in Shuntian, so Lao Zhu can't tell where it is, but Lao Zhu Di and a group of later kings, they have lived in Shuntian Mansion for decades, so they can naturally recognize it.

'The inner gate of the capital was attacked? ! '

It's not that my heart tightened, and I roughly guessed what was going on.

Especially for old Zhu Di, his chest had already begun to rise and fall.

"Brother, what is this battle?"

Although there was already some speculation in his heart, Lao Zhu still asked.

"The last battle for the demise of the Ming Dynasty."

Ji Boying spoke lightly.

All of a sudden, everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they held their breath subconsciously. They never expected that they would still be alive to see the scene of Da Ming's fall.

"This battle doesn't look intense."

"And these soldiers who attacked the city wore so messed up their armor that I, Daming, died at the hands of these mobs?"

Zhengde Zhu Hou looked after him for a while, then said subconsciously.

The Dashun Army was originally a group of peasants and deserters. Even if there was temporary military training, the organizational structure was very rough.

But at this moment, the city gate, which was originally impenetrable by storm, suddenly opened.

The peasant army who was attacking the city suddenly rushed into the city like a tide.

"This…!"

Old Zhu was taken aback.

Old Zhu Di was instantly furious.

But anyone with a little intelligence knows what happened.

Judging from the siege momentum and siege equipment of the peasant army, the nine gates of the capital are strong, so as long as they resolutely guard, the probability of the gates being breached is very low.

It's a pity that there was no Yu Qian at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and there were only a bunch of young people.

"The one who ordered the opening of the city gate was Zhang Jinyan, the new minister of the Ministry of War."

"By the way, this person was promoted to Minister of the Ministry of Military Affairs by the Military Division."

From being promoted from the seventh rank to the second rank, if the promotion speed is normal, it is naturally grateful for the mighty grace of the emperor.

But now that the soldiers are approaching the city, it is a typical "others steal the donkey and you pull out the prong".

"Zhang Jinyan."

A cold light flickered in Lao Zhu's eyes, and he memorized the name firmly.

He decided in his heart that when he went to the Chongzhen Dynasty, the first thing to do was to hammer Zhang Jinyan to death with his own hands.

"Of course, what you are seeing is the last door to Ming Dynasty."

"Prior to this, Du Zhizhi, the eunuch of the Juyongguan Supervising Army, and Tang Tong, the commander-in-chief, surrendered without a fight and surrendered Juyongguan. The eunuchs guarding the city took the lead in opening the Guangning Gate on the west side of the outer city of the capital to welcome the anti-king into the city."

Ji Boying's voice was very soft.

But when it fell into the ears of Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi and a group of working emperors, it was like five thunderbolts in an instant.

Even Zhu Zaidi, who was thinking about how to 'shoot from the sky', was furious when he heard it.

This is simply, being sold all the way!

Lao Zhu even memorized the names of 'Du Zhizhi, Tang Tong, Li Jiantai' and so on in his heart.

When the time comes, one will cut the other.

Swish.

The surrounding scene changed again in an instant.

The sound of fighting disappeared, this time, it was the scorching sun at noon, and the sound of noisy cheers entered my ears.

"Deshengmen."

Yu Qian, one of the important ministers, frowned at this moment.

During the defense of Beiping back then, as the commander-in-chief, he personally guarded Deshengmen.

Here he repelled Wala, saved Daming, and made an immortal feat through the ages.

In the holographic projection, Yu Qian's position at this moment is the place where he used to guard. Looking at the already opened Desheng Gate and the mighty anti-king army entering the city, there is a bit of sadness in his eyes.

'The city gate that I used to guard with all my might was not breached from the outside, but was opened from the inside. It was not breached by foreigners, but was trampled down by my own people. '

'How sad. '

"This person is Chuang Wang Li Zicheng."

"The person who destroyed Ming Dynasty with his own hands."

Ji Boying raised his finger, and among the large army entering the city, there was a man surrounded by him in the middle, with prominent cheekbones, deep-set eye sockets, looking like eagles and wolves, wearing a red armor, riding a tall white horse, his face was written all over. 'I'm too good' five characters.

Old Zhu looked over upon hearing this, his eyes instantly turned cold.

"Brother, if we go to Chongzhen Dynasty, can we meet this Li Zicheng?"

"We have to fight him a few tricks with our own hands."

Lao Zhu held the mace tightly, and his eyes showed the fierce look of a gladiator.

Looking at Lao Zhu's posture, it seems that he is planning to play a 1V1 duel with Huang Lai'er (Li Zicheng's nickname).

"And I."

"I want to fuck him too!"

"Add me one!"

"........."

(Li Zicheng: Isn’t it 1V1 as promised?!)

Just as the other emperors and princes were all looking at Chuang Wang Li Zicheng.

Only A Biao's eyes fell on both sides of the street from the very beginning, on the people who were cheering for the Dashun army to enter the city, and there was a complicated and unspeakable compassion in his eyes.

"The rebels broke through the city and entered the capital, and the people of the capital lined up to greet them like this."

"When the hearts of the people are lost so far, how can the world not be lost, how can the country not be overthrown, how can the country not perish."

"The death of my Ming Dynasty was not caused by Li Zicheng, but by the hearts of the people."

"The second question that the immortal master said, I think it should be."

"How to stabilize the hearts of the people in the world."

A Biao's voice fell, and the other emperors and princes were stunned. They really didn't find out about this detail.

And this is the key to this illusion.

"It seems that there is only A Biao who is serious about class."

As soon as the fairy master said a word, the illusion disappeared instantly.

Ji Boying glanced at these emperors and princes with sharp eyes.

"You guys, what are you doing with your brains? It's useless to keep the brains around your neck, just find a piece of tofu and kill them as soon as possible."

Shout out.

None of these emperors dared to say anything.

"Everyone go back to their seats and reflect seriously."

A word out.

The princes and princes all lowered their heads and quickly returned to their original seats.

"Brother, when will we go to the Chongzhen Dynasty? Can we make it earlier?"

Lao Zhu lowered his voice and said beside Ji Boying.

This is the third time that Lao Zhu has asked Ji Boying this question. It can be seen that Lao Zhu's obsession with the Ming dynasty and the Chongzhen dynasty has been rooted.

It's no wonder Lao Zhu, any founding king couldn't bear to sit back and watch the dynasty he created with his own hands collapse.

Ji Boying could even imagine that once he went to Chongzhen time and space, Lao Zhu would probably take the lead in beating Chongzhen up, and then he would sit on the dragon chair and start taking over time and space.

But even that is of no use.

The quagmire of the Chongzhen Dynasty was no longer a problem that could be solved simply by changing the emperor.

"No rush, soon."

Ji Boying patted Lao Zhu on the shoulder, signaling Lao Zhu to return to his seat first.

Lao Zhu took a deep breath, nodded, and then sat back.

Then, Ji Boying moved onto the table of the podium a little earlier.

The holographic projection is on.

However, this time it was not to project a certain historical fragment, but to project an interesting three-dimensional structure on the table according to Ji Boying's needs.

This structure is divided into upper, middle and lower layers.

On the bottom first floor, there are densely packed villains, piled together to form a circle.

On the second floor in the center is a black gold imperial crown. Beside this imperial crown, there are two circles of hats of various sizes and shapes floating silently in a circular shape.

The third floor on the top is the Kyushu Continent. With the support of the emperor's crown and the villain, this continent stands on the top.

All the emperors, princes and ministers were all attracted by the novelty on the table, and couldn't help wondering what it was for.

"This will solve the doubts in your hearts."

After the explanation tools were ready, Ji Boying glanced at Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao.

"Guiyi, repeat the question you just asked out loud again."

"Guiyi" is the student name of Emperor Zhengde Zhu Houzhao.

"Yes!"

Emperor Zhengde stood up quickly, and repeated the question he had just asked aloud with emotion.

"Why is the empire's basic board divided into kings and people?"

"Why aren't the dignitaries and gentry included in this basic set?"

The words fall.

Ji Boying waved to Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao.

"you come up."

Wu Zong Zhu Houzhao's expression was overjoyed, and he hurriedly got up to the podium, huddled beside the table, and looked at the projected three-layer structure from a close distance, with a look of impatient novelty.

"Master Immortal, how do you play this?"

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PS: I wrote it at 03:30 last night and almost sent it.

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