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

Chapter 152 Invite the Immortal Master to Appear on the Altar!Talk about natural disasters! (Seek to follow up!)
Facing the question of the principal please eat steamed buns.

Although I was apprehensive.

But for Fatty Hong Xi who desperately needed energy supplements, he had to eat what he should. After all, this is a fairy bun, and eating it would definitely be good for his health.

After the three of them sat down, before Ji Boying could persuade them to eat, Fatty Hong Xi had already started to eat.

Ji Boying didn't stop him either.

White porridge, steamed buns, and a plate of pickled vegetables are all healthy and light meals, and they won't be too much of a burden for a person like Fatty Hong Xi who has just woken up from a serious illness.

Hongxi Xiaozhu and Emperor Xuande, these two Zhu Zhanji sat quietly on one side, without any intention of moving chopsticks, waiting for the fairy master to speak.

In the eyes of the two Zhu Zhanji, since the immortal master specially called them upstairs, there must be something wrong.

"The last time Guo Zuo announced, how many years are you two in each time and space?"

Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Zhanji with a beard and Zhu Zhanji without a beard, and took a pickle in his mouth.

Emperor Xuande was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head slightly, showing shame.

"Returning Immortal Master, 310 seven years."

During the break of the previous class, Emperor Xuande already knew that Yongle Time and Space had reached the astonishing 390 years Guozuo after correcting the problem.

This also means that among the first batch of students, Emperor Xuande's Xuande Time and Space is the lowest existence of Guozuo.

Although among the first batch of Tianzi students, my Xuande seniority is the lowest.

But even the folks say that the green is better than the blue because of the blue, but I still feel a little embarrassed about my face.

"What about you?"

Ji Boying looked at Hong Xi and Xiao Zhu.

At this moment, Fatty Hong Xi was chewing half of a steamed stuffed bun, so it was inconvenient for him to speak.

"Master Huixian, the time and space of Hongxi is 320 years."

Judging from the length of Guozuo, Hongxi Time and Space is ten years longer than Xuande Time and Space.

The policy strategies formulated by the two time and space are basically the same, and the reality of the two time and space, whether it is the internal and external structure of the country or the composition of the official system, is the closest, and even the main courtiers are the same group.

Still, this one comes close.

There is still a time gap of ten years.

In the past ten years, many things can be subtly changed.

For example, Emperor Xuande's suppression and control over these veteran officials who had held high positions in the temple since the Yongle Dynasty was obviously inferior to that of Hongxi Time and Space.

The reason for this is simple. The initial timeline of Hongxi Time and Space was only ten months, the year when Emperor Yongle had just passed away. Emperor Yongle's Yu Weiyou was still there, plus a new emperor Zhu Gaochi who had supervised the country for 20 years, and a murderous The new crown prince Zhu Zhanji, all the officials have to hold back even if they are angry.

In Xuande Time and Space, there is only Emperor Xuande, and it has been ten years since the first year of Hongxi. Because of Sanyang's management in the past ten years, the status of civil servants in Xuande Dynasty has been greatly improved.

Sudden.

Ji Boying frowned.

He seems to have found the key point of the problem.

Everything lies in three words: execution.

The same policy, implemented in the hands of different groups, or even the same group at different times, will inevitably have different effects.

It's like, the product manager has made an extremely perfect plan and handed it over to the same group of programmers, and the intentions of these programmers at different time periods will be directly related to the final results of this product.

"After your two time-space reforms started, what is the number of memorials opposing the reform?"

Ji Boying said a word.

This sentence seemed to hit the pain of the three of them.

Even Fatty Hong Xi, who was eating steamed buns, suddenly felt that the steamed buns in his hand were no longer tasty.

"Ugh……"

Fatty Hong Xi put down the bun in his hand and sighed.

"The fairy master doesn't know something."

"Since the restructuring began, the number of memorials submitted every day is as many as half a month in the past, and this number is still increasing. Most of them are against the restructuring."

Emperor Xuande nodded silently.

It seems that it was the same in his Xuande Dynasty, even more serious than that of Hongxi.

And they couldn't just grab Yan Song, a big mouse, and clean up the mouse's nest like Jiajing did. After all, the civil servant group headed by Sanyang didn't do anything too outrageous.

This is a subversive restructuring. Except for the salary increase of all officials, which can be thoroughly implemented without resistance, other reforms will inevitably cause discomfort to the entire bureaucratic system. These were originally expected.

For example, the Hongwu and Yongle dynasties actually had the same phenomenon during the execution process.

It's just that due to the powerful imperial prestige of Lao Zhu and Lao Zhu Di, even if they have complaints in their hearts, these bureaucrats dare not speak up, let alone compromise in execution.

After all, whether the head can continue to grow on the neck is more important than opposing the restructuring.

Lao Zhu's knife, that is to say, cut it as soon as it is said, and it is not ambiguous at all.

Although the old Zhu Di is slightly less ruthless than the old Zhu Di, if anyone dares to make troubles in the reform and anger the old Zhu Di, he will be ransacked and exiled at the least, and will also be killed at the worst.

And this is also why the Guozuo of Jianwen Time and Space did not increase as expected.

The main core is also the group of scholar-officials in the Jianwen Dynasty. Most of them are still interested in Jianwen, and they will naturally resist the series of new policies promulgated by Zhu Laosi.

Of course, Ji Boying had already reminded Zhu Laosi yesterday that he should use a knife to deal with these disobedient Jiangnan gentry.

As for Hong Xi and Xuan De.

The two of them naturally couldn't do what Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di did. This was not only due to their personalities, but also due to the situation in the court. Civil servants had already begun to have the capital to fight against the imperial power.

There is probably only one way to convince the officials to completely believe in the New Deal and implement it thoroughly.

at this time.

Emperor Xuande frowned, as if he had made up his mind after struggling, he stood up resolutely and bowed in salute.

"Zhu Zhanji dared to ask the immortal master to go to our court and show off his holiness on the altar."

The voice fell.

Not to be outdone, Fatty Hong Xi and Little Zhu Hong Xi hurriedly stood up.

Because his stomach was too big and he got up too violently, Hong Xi stood up so fat that his stomach almost lifted the table. The startled Ji Boying subconsciously stepped back and stood up, and the white porridge on the table spilled all over the table.

"This, this..."

Fatty Hong Xi rubbed his hands, feeling very embarrassed.

"No problem."

Ji Boying patted the porridge on his cuffs, and glanced at Hong Xi, big fat and little Zhu.

"You two don't need to say anything, I know what you are going to say."

The thoughts of Emperor Xuande and Emperor Hongxi coincided with what Ji Boying had just thought of.

'Since the imperial power cannot be suppressed, use divine power. '

All along, Ji Boying has never thought about one thing in the past, that is, to realize the divine power in his hands.

But when I think about it today, I suddenly feel enlightened.

Ninety-nine percent of the theocracy is a superstitious feudal dynasty, and it is a shortcut to help the emperors of various time and space implement policies.

Ready-made plug-ins.

This reminded Ji Boying of Europe in the Middle Ages, where the actual theocracy in the form of the pope was completely superior to the royal power.

Of course, in medieval Europe, theocracy was purely a tool used to enslave the people, imprison their thinking, and artificially obtain a higher rule.

The purpose of Ji Boying's theocracy is neither to enslave the people, nor to imprison the hearts of the people, nor to rule the world with theocracy.

His theocracy is to unify the hearts of Daming.

After all, this is Daming.

With the Zhu family's imperial power, there will be a privileged class, and there will be no such things as democracy and equality.

"I see, you go back and prepare."

Ji Boying spoke lightly.

Immediately, Emperor Xuande and Hong Xi Dafa and Xiaozhu all had joyful expressions on their faces.

In their view, as long as the immortal master agrees to appear as a saint, all these problems will be solved.

And what they have to do is to build up momentum in advance and fully expand the movement of the Holy Spirit.

"Yes!"

The three saluted in unison, turned around with smiles and walked downstairs outside the door.

They all decided in their hearts that after going back this time, they immediately summoned hundreds of officials and people to build the Fengtian Temple to welcome the immortal master.

In the name of Xuanqing's enlightenment of Tianzun, educate hundreds of officials and people, so that the new policies formulated can be implemented.

Ji Boying held his forehead, feeling a little helpless.

'It is necessary to appear in front of people. '

'I, Ji Boying, are the most unfamiliar with things like filling cups. '

However, Ji Boying doesn't intend to pretend to be both time and space, as the aesthetics will be too tiring.

Hongxi Time and Space can let old Zhu Di come down as an agent of theocratic power and go to Purdue.

The gang of officials in Hongxi Time and Space haven't forgotten what old Zhu Di looks like, and brushing his face works.

As for myself, I went to Xuande Dynasty.

After all, it has been ten years since the Xuande Dynasty and Hongxi, and many officials of the new generation in the temple have long forgotten the residual prestige of Emperor Yongle.

After thinking about it.

Ji Boying glanced at the table, picked up the last steamed bun in his breakfast, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Save food, start from you and me.

Then, stepped out of the elegant room on the top of the pavilion.

The main hall at the moment is very lively.

After these two classes, the students of the second phase of the emperor and the prince are already familiar with each other, and they get together to discuss in twos and threes, either talking about their respective time and space, or discussing the knowledge in the classroom.

After all, for those who are behind in time and space, those who are in front of time and space are proper living prophets, so don't ask more questions.

The reason why Zhang Cong gave Hu Zongxian a rocket after returning back was because when chatting with Zhang Juzheng from Longqing Time and Space between classes, he talked about Hu Zongxian who is quite capable.

Only Longqing Zhu Zaixi, this old man had a bloody white cloth wrapped around his head, his left hand and right leg were fixed with fragrant wood boards, most likely fractured, and he was burying his head in his seat with an aggrieved face Up, it looks very pitiful.

He vented his anger so many times, but it was the first time he was beaten out abruptly.

"Hey, what's wrong with you."

The orthodox Zhu Toubao cheerfully came to Longqing Zhu Zaidi, as if he saw himself three months ago, he was quite friendly, and he didn't care about Zhu Zaidi's previous disregard for his ancestor.

Emperor Longqing Zhu Zaixi stared at Zhutoubao, wondering why this hapless ancestor was so annoying.

I wanted to dismiss it with a few words, but it suddenly occurred to me that this kind of crime cannot be borne by myself.

"Fourth Patriarch, this is for you."

"This is a new medicine recently refined by my Chaotai Hospital. It can not only strengthen the body, but it can also treat bone healing. It is most suitable for people who have just recovered from fractures."

With difficulty, Long Qing took out a pill the size of a candied date from his bosom with his right hand, which was the Yin Yang Da Bu Pill.

"Oh? There is such a good thing?"

Zhu Toubao took the candied date pills, smelled it, and the fragrance was tangy.

"Yes, the fourth generation ancestor, the ingredients of this medicine are very precious, East China Sea coral, thousand-year-old velvet antler, snow ganoderma..."

"After the pill is made, it must be taken within half an hour. After three quarters of an hour, you have to take it now to prevent the effect of the medicine from passing away."

"The last time I was contemptuous of the fourth generation ancestor, I felt so guilty when I went back, so I specially brought this medicine with me this time, and dedicated it to the fourth generation ancestor as an apology, as a token of my heart."

Longqing and Zhu Zaiji said repeatedly, with sincerity written all over his face.

"Is that so?"

Looking at this precious pill, Zhu Tou Bao thought to himself that this is a good thing that the fourth generation of grandchildren filially respected himself, how could it be fake.

How can an ancestor doubt the filial piety of his descendants, that is a blasphemy against himself.

Without even thinking about it, I stuffed it into my mouth in one gulp, smacked it twice, with a look of satisfaction on my face.

"It tastes really good."

"As expected, my great great-great-grandson knows that my great-grandfather and grandpa have just recovered from their bone injuries."

Zhutoubao felt very happy, and smiled and patted the shoulder of the fourth-generation grandson who was ten years older than him.

Finally, someone in this class is willing to talk to me, and I am not alone.

After a few more greetings, Zhu Toubao returned to his seat contentedly.

At this time, Ji Boying had already walked down the mahogany stairs, and his eyes swept over the group of emperors and princes who were talking happily.

In this class, Ji Boying only called the emperor and the prince, but did not call the important ministers and assistants from different time and space. After all, the empire has to run, and the highest-level migrant workers in the empire have to work.

'What are these two guys doing? '

Ji Boying's eyes were attracted by the "Ziyi" seat. The Jiajing god and the young Zhu Houcong were gathering together with excited faces, wondering what they were thinking about.

Until, Ji Boying saw the iron box in their hands, and suddenly discovered that the young Zhu Houcong had the terrifying thought of opening the iron box.

Ji Boying's expression suddenly changed.

If this thing is opened, there is no need for this class.

Hastily let out a dry cough.

In an instant, the young Zhu Houcong withdrew his hand that stretched out into the abyss of evil.

Both of them looked at Ji Boying immediately, and the Jiajing Immortal put away the iron box at the speed of light.

When the other people heard the sound, they immediately stopped discussing, and returned to their seats one after another, straightened up, and waited for the immortal master to speak.

Ji Boying walked down the stairs and stepped onto the podium.

"Brother."

Lao Zhu sat on the side chair and greeted Ji Boying with a smile.

"Where's A Biao?"

Ji Boying sat down on the teacher's chair in the center of the podium, glanced at the crowd, and found that Zhu Biao hadn't arrived yet.

The voice just fell.

The door of the main hall was pushed open, Zhu Biao hurried in, and before coming to his seat, he took a few breaths before saluting to Ji Boying.

"Immortal Master, Zhu Biao took some time to teach the younger brother, please forgive me, Immortal Master."

(Zhu Tan, Zhu Gui: Can you use willow sticks to beat us and call it teaching? Corporal punishment of children breaks the law!)

Little Zhusi laughed.

"Brother, I will come to this kind of teaching in the future, I like it the most."

Ah Biao rolled his eyes at little Zhu Si, and sat down in his seat.

Apparently, Ah Biao was still remembering what happened to his sons, and he was holding his breath.

"Okay, since everyone is here."

"Then start class."

Ji Boying swept across the princes and princes present, and everyone stood up straight.

"On natural disasters."

Those three words fluttered into the ears of the emperors and princes.

"Now, who will tell me, what do you think of the connection between natural disasters and subjugation?"

His eyes swept across the princes and princes.

Ok?
Just when other people's eyes subconsciously fell on Xuebabiao.

Ji Boying suddenly found that the orthodox Zhu Qizhen sitting in the "Jisan" position, his face was flushed, his body was arching, and even the table case was being arched.

(End of this chapter)