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

Chapter 192 Who was the best in the country in the mid-Ming Dynasty? ! (Two-in-one please give me a monthly ticket!)

If you have a big head, you won’t have to worry about rain;
Others have umbrellas, and I have a big head.

Judging from this ballad, it seems that when Yuan Datou goes out on rainy days, he must not bring an umbrella.

but.

In this sequence of selecting the emperor, there is even Yuan Datou who is struggling to come online, but there are no emperors of the Qing Dynasty. It seems that even the system dog is extremely disgusted with Zhu Qing.

Moreover, this system also adds an annotation.

The general idea is that every foreign emperor also has their own parallel time and space, and there will be no butterfly effect on each other.

After scanning the selection, Ji Boying withdrew his eyes from the last list, and the light screen in front of him disappeared.

'Who is more suitable to teach the first lesson of the Emperor of the Outer Dynasty? '

For Ji Boying, instead of worrying about whether the people on the list meet the qualifications of the word 'Emperor', he is even more entangled in his own choice.

Brother Zheng?Hanwu?Li Er?Zhao Da?
after all.

The reason why he wanted to summon the emperors from other dynasties to Hongwu Zuixian Tower was not to let these emperors from other dynasties come here to make soy sauce.

Rather, I hope that it can play its due role. I hope that the foreign emperor here can combine his own ruling experience and say something meaningful, so as to improve the governance level of the Ming emperors and princes present.

As the saying goes, when we are walking among three people, we must have a teacher who can eliminate the disadvantages while retaining the advantages, and learn from each other's strengths to make up for the shortcomings.

"The head is gone!"

Just then.

Wuzong Zhu Houzhao burst into cheers.

Only then did Ji Boying's attention return to the surrounding holographic projections.

Basically, there is no suspense at all. At the moment when Chang Yuchun and Mang Gurtai crossed each other on horseback, the old scene of Wanli time and space appeared.

The fifth son of an old slave who killed his mother in Taichang time and space, Mang Gurtai, and the Guarja Ferdon who was known as the enemy of ten thousand people and could fire a dozen-stone bow at the age of 12 in Wanli time and space, The ending is no different.

With one strike, heads flew off.

Famous Quotes: Reject all bells and whistles.

——Chang Shiwan
"Chang Shiwan is indeed Chang Shiwan. He is really brave! If we can have a Chang Shiwan in our dynasty, I will definitely be able to double the territory of the Ming Dynasty!"

Old Zhu Di looked at the projection and easily smashed Mang Gurtai's head. Chang Yuchun, who was already the first to charge into the enemy's formation, couldn't help but sigh.

I have high respect for this Ming Dynasty’s first field god.

The same is true for Zhu Laosi, but for some reason, when he sees Chang Shiwanzhi, he always thinks of Zhu Gaoxu, and subconsciously looks at the projection where Zhu Gaoxu is.

"If my dynasty always encounters spring, why should I be afraid of the northern barbarians knocking on the pass?"

Jingtai Emperor Zhu Qiyu let out a long sigh, he was really worried.

after all.

Tianshun Time and Space is the closest dynasty to the Tumubao Incident. Even if the Peking Defense Battle is won, the national and military strength will still be severely damaged and will be difficult to fully recover in the short term.

Therefore, the current Tianshun time and space cannot create the martial arts achievements of Cheng Hua Chao.

And the most critical point is that the entire dynasty, from the temples to the people in the streets, all the people are in a state of extreme lack of self-confidence and fear of the Wala in the north, and there is no sense of national security at all.

To rebuild this sense of security and rebuild the country's trust, we must fight against the North.

In this short year, in addition to reforming the government, Emperor Jingtai Zhu Qiyu has been thinking about another thing, which is to attack Oara in the north and restore the prestige of the Ming Dynasty.

otherwise.

There was always a Wala watching from the north, extremely helpless.

He simply could not launch an expeditionary offensive against Japan, which was only separated by a sea, because once the domestic army gathered on a large scale and the domestic military strength fell into a state of emptiness, Oara from the north would definitely take advantage of it.

Although in Tianshun time and space, this guy was killed by his son-in-law for committing adultery with his own daughter.

Ok.

You heard it right, and you read it right.

A hero of the Wala generation also committed adultery with his biological daughter, and then was raped by his son-in-law.

Nomads is so exciting, so exciting, and so violently attacks your three views.

Although according to Mongolian custom, a son can inherit his father's wives and concubines, it is still very conservative when it comes to biological children.

After all, Tiger Poison is not an infestation.

It has to be said that the hero of the Wala generation was also a strong man at first. He really refused to eat and changed his mind.

After Ye Xian and his younger brother Boyan Timur went underground to report his death, the interior of Wala was directly divided into two parts. One part was the Dulbert tribe led by the eldest son, and the other part was the subordinate tribe. The Junggar tribe led by his son.

This is despite the fact that Wala looks to be in decline internally.

However, the overall offensive of Wala is still expanding externally, and the eyes of Wala's second division are always fixed on the fat piece of Ming Dynasty. As long as there is any emptiness in Ming Dynasty, they will never attack such a good thing as Autumn Wind.

After all, both Dulbert and Junggar want to imitate their father and surround Shuntian with a wave of soldiers. This is a business that will last forever.

Emperor Jingtai sighed when he thought of this, and was suddenly tapped on the shoulder.

Subconsciously, he turned around and looked around.

What caught Emperor Jingtai's eyes was the indifferent face of Emperor Tianshun who blackened Zhu Qizhen.

"My shame, I will take it back myself."

The blackened Zhu Qizhen stared at Emperor Jingtai and spoke lightly.

Hearing this, Emperor Jingtai frowned slightly. If he really handed over the power of the army to Zhu Qizhen, would he rest assured?

After all, if the black man Zhu Qizhen wants to rebel, he won't even have to wear a yellow robe.

But think about it.

Now that so many ancestors are present, and there are immortal masters intervening, his throne has been recognized by the ancestors and immortal masters, and he is absolutely secure, coupled with the blackening of Zhu Qizhen's Guixin Xinxue.

Especially in the last battle of Wanli, the performance of the black man Zhu Qizhen on the battlefield was really amazing.

"Ah."

Emperor Jingtai nodded.

Emperor Xuande on the side saw this scene and took a deep breath. His eyes couldn't help but turn a little red. After all, he was a father.

One on the left and one on the right, he raised his hand and patted the shoulders of these two children.

"Brothers are united, and their profits will break the gold."

One word of motivation.

Coincidentally, the Zhengtongbao Sect was also nearby and was moved by Emperor Xuande's words.

Just got together.

The blackened Zhu Qizhen didn't even look at the Zhengtong Baozong. He raised his leg and kicked the Zhengtong Baozong on the butt. He kicked the Zhengtong Baozong to the ground.

There's nothing wrong with kicking yourself.

Then, just as Baozong was about to speak, three eyes came to Zongbiao, the orthodox Baozong.

"roll."

The indifferent word "Go" caused Baozong's young mind to receive a heavy blow of more than ten tons.

Orthodox Fort Sect:? ? ?
Anger from the heart.

It doesn’t matter if others dislike me, but what if I dislike myself? !
no!I want to work hard!
"The establishment of the slave cavalry has begun to partially collapse."

"With one hundred thousand of our own, we are invincible in the world!"

at this time.

Wu Zong Zhu Houzhao, who focused all his attention on the battle situation, couldn't help but let out a cheer. For a moment, he couldn't find an outlet for his inner excitement, so he raised his hand and slapped him away.

Snapped!
Evenhanded, this slap.

Old Wanli, who was kneeling on the ground with his head hanging down and rubbing his knees, suddenly raised his head:? ? ?

He glared at Wu Zong Zhu Houzhao angrily, with tears of grievance in his red eyes, his mouth turned into an upside-down shape in grievance, and the red and swollen flesh on his face was trembling uncontrollably.

Are people and ghosts beating me these days? !
"how?"

Wu Zong glanced at Old Wanli.

"Dissatisfied?"

Old Wanli just wanted to get angry.

After all, the Longqing little bee hit him because it was his father, the Jiajing Immortal hit him because it was his grandfather, and the Wuzong Zhu Houzhao is nothing!

According to the blood relationship, they are three generations of blood relatives, so there is no need to burn paper for him!
Suddenly, the gazes of the ancestors were immediately cast over, and Old Wanli's back teeth gritted into pieces.

"Just obey!"

Holding back his blush, he almost roared.

Scream the most aggrieved words in the angriest voice.

Lao Wanli's heart was filled with torrential rains. He was used to it, and this would become his normal state in the future.

'A group of living treasures. '

Ji Boying glanced at these great emperors.

Don't look at the fact that each of these guys are emperors who stick to their word in their respective time and space, but when they arrive at Hongwu Zuixian Tower, every one of them is a joke.

"Brother, what are you going to do with this slave of Taichang time and space?"

In Wanli time and space, Lao Zhu had already had his head blown off.

Another headshot.

Lao Zhu was not very interested in this kind of repetitive work.

Ji Boying frowned slightly, rubbed his chin for a moment, and his eyes fell on the projection.

He is also thinking about how to deal with this old slave in Taichang time and space to make it more educational, how to squeeze out the remaining value of the old slave and use the waste.

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

In Taichang time and space, Chang Yuchun is on the battlefield.

In this wilderness, the field battle has become extremely chaotic.

After scanning the surrounding battle situation, Nurhaci's face had become extremely ugly.

Although the overall basic structure of the [-] Eight Banners cavalry he mobilized is still there, some of the structures have been constantly being broken down. Wherever the big red horse passes, it collapses.

and.

There is simply no one to stop.

After Mang Gurtai was beheaded by Yi Ge, in just half an hour, more than ten generals had been killed one after another, and no one could stop this red horse.

'Who is this? '

'When did the Ming army have such a tough general? His field combat ability is comparable to Chang Yuchun, the founding god of war of the Ming Dynasty! '

Just when the old slave was thinking about it.

Suddenly, a series of defeated soldiers came from a distance, covered in blood, with their helmets and armor discarded. It looked very miserable at first glance.

"Father, look in the direction of Liaoyang City!"

Huang Taiji's expression suddenly changed and he shouted.

Hearing this, Lao Nule turned his horse's head and subconsciously looked in the direction of Liaoyang City. He didn't know what to do, and his pupils shrank in shock.

'It's over! '

'Tune the tiger away from the mountain! '

'Damn it, I've been fucked! '

Aixinjueluo Nurhachi Qiang, who originally wanted to catch a big fish despite the waves, was dragged into the sea.

I felt like something was wrong with my whole body, and my back molars were all chipped.

Of course.

Also at this moment.

When Huang Taiji and Nurhachi could see the siege troops retreating from Liaoyang City, they could naturally see the Eight Banners cavalry on the battlefield.

Everyone is not a fool and can understand the situation.

Now that the troops attacking Liaoyang have been defeated, if they don't run away now, what they will encounter next will be the Ming army chasing after them in Liaoyang City, attacking from both front and back.

In an instant.

The overall structure that could barely be maintained collapsed in an instant.

It was also at this moment that the cavalry that originally stabbed into Lao Nu's camp like sharp knives, followed closely by Chang Yuchun's charging cavalry, spread out like fairy flowers and countless thorns in Lao Nu's camp. They began to strangle each other crazily on the battlefield.

As for Lao Nu's tens of thousands of cavalry, as the entire organization collapsed, they were immediately followed by being stabbed and running desperately.

"Don't mess up!"

"Don't panic!"

"Maintain the establishment! Counterattack!"

"Counterattack!!!"

The old slave reined in the horse, looked around the chaos, and roared at the top of his lungs.

Although he knew in his heart that once the army collapsed and morale was lost, this kind of roar would be basically useless.

However, he was not reconciled.

At this moment, an ownerless and frightened horse suddenly rushed out from the crowd and hit the old slave horse squarely in the belly.

The horse neighed, and in a horse accident, the old slave was thrown to the ground and ate a mouthful of mud.

Dust was flying, and when the old slave stood up from the ground, his head was already buzzing in confusion.

"Father Khan! Father Khan!!"

Huang Taiji, who was not far away, saw this and hurriedly rode over, jumping off the horse.

"Father, please mount your horse!"

The old slave came to his senses and shook his head.

"I am old."

Huang Taiji gritted his teeth and said urgently.

"Dajin can live without me, but it cannot live without you, Father Khan!" "Father Khan, please get on your horse!"

The old slave took a deep look at his son, patted Huang Taiji on the shoulder, finished his courtesy, then got on his horse and drove away.

Huang Taiji was stunned: He ran away now?I haven’t mounted my horse yet!This is a two-seater!
After a cup of tea.

The Eight Banners Army was completely disintegrated and began to trample on others.

As for the old slave, only a few thousand riders gathered on the road with him fled wildly, heading all the way to Shenyang.

After all, they came from Shenyang, and the old slaves still have thousands of people left in Shenyang.

however.

After running for dozens of miles, the old slave finally saw the Shenyang City Gate in his eyes.

Shenyang City Gate is open.

'Fortunately, with Shenyang here, as long as the scattered army can be reorganized, it will still be able to fight again. '

'This group of insidious Ming troops, I will never let you go! '

The old slave was relieved and at the same time cheering himself up.

Riding his horse and whipping his whip, he was about to enter Shenyang City.

Sudden.

The flag on the city head suddenly changed from the golden flag to the bright flag.

There was also a group of iron cavalry, howling and running out of the city, heading straight towards Lao Nu's wave of remnant soldiers.

Hit a drowned dog while it's hot.

"???"

Nurhaci was stunned for a moment, then for a second, and then again.

I was stunned for a moment. I was stunned that Shenyang City was taken back by the Ming army, and the speed was so fast. How dare I believe that the defenders I left in Shenyang City were just decorations?
I was stunned, which fucking grave did Li Rusong crawl out of? !
No matter how dumbfounded it is, why is it Li Rusong again? !

'Why on earth do I have to say it again? ! '

'Going crazy! '

Nurhachi suppressed the madness in his heart, and his head was full of bumps.

However, there was no room for him to think too much at this moment, so he turned the horse's head and ran wildly again.

"Dog slave, please leave!"

Li Rusong was as fast as lightning and quickly caught up with Lao Nu's remnant army, slashing wildly.

After all, this group of remnant soldiers ran dozens of miles from outside Liaoyang City in one breath. The horses didn't even have to drink water, and they were already exhausted.

At the same time, on top of the Shenyang City Tower.

The great sage Wang Yangming, dressed in Confucian robes, was calmly watching the battle situation.

Next to Sage Yangming, there were dozens of shirtless burly men, each with his general belly pointed out. Just looking at his belly showed that his lung capacity was astonishing. In front of them, there were all open-mouthed copper coins. bell.

Wang Yangming nodded slightly.

One.

two.

three!
Dozens of big men took a deep breath and shouted in unison.

"The one with the big beard is Nurhaci!"

There are dozens of loud bells, and their sound is like thunder, which can be heard for more than ten miles.

The old slave, who was in a state of confusion and was galloping on his horse, suddenly heard his ears ringing. Hearing this, he stabbed the beard on his face with the saber at hand. His mouth was filled with blood, which was shocking.

Just finished stabbing here, the old slave hasn't had time to put away the knife.

"The one without a beard is Nurhachi!"

Old slave: Fishing law enforcement? ? ?
Old slave: CNM! !
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Hongwu Time and Space, Zuixian Tower.

Ji Boying looked at this scene, especially when he saw the old slave's aggrieved expression as he wanted to overthrow Wang Yangming, and almost laughed out loud.

The Great Sage Yangming is really extraordinary, he can make a fool of you no matter what the situation is.

"A soldier never tires of deceit and deceit."

Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di and a few others recognized Wang Yangming very much.

After all, the most important thing on the battlefield is a word of victory. People like Wang Yangming who can manipulate the enemy's mentality with applause are the real strategies of a military strategist.

"If this Taichang Jiannu could escape Li Rusong's pursuit at the foot of Shenyang City, he would definitely flee all the way to Sarhu."

Old Zhu Di said.

After the words fell, everyone's eyes turned to where Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou were. The entire projection was filled with flames and soot everywhere.

Lao Nu's new capital city, Sarhu New City, has been burned to charcoal by General Qi.

After all, this Salhu New City was originally used by Lao Nu for transitional purposes, and the construction only took a few months. Therefore, most of the buildings were made of wood, and even fire prevention was not done in time.

He probably didn't want to do it either, because Lao Nu was only thinking about moving the capital to Liaoyang.

And Qi Jiguang was the ancestor who played with firearms.

"This will be Nurhachi's last appearance in our classroom."

"After he is captured this time, I will call him to class and ask him to make a retirement summary."

Ji Boying thought for a long time and finally figured out how to squeeze out the remaining value of the old slave.

heard.

All the emperors and princes were stunned, and they all gave a thumbs up in their hearts.

The fairy teacher is indeed a fairy teacher!
Killing hearts!

"Okay, let's move on to our next matter today."

Ji Boying said nothing.

Suddenly, the surrounding scenery changed, the projection disappeared, and returned to the original appearance of the main hall of Zuixian Tower.

Although today's class is over, things are not over yet.

Everyone returned to their seats, but Old Wanli was still kneeling alone.

"stand up."

Ji Boying glanced at Old Wanli lightly and said something.

It wasn't that he felt sorry for the old Wanli, but that the old guy weighed nearly [-] pounds and had high blood pressure, high blood fat, and high blood sugar. If he knelt like this for a long time, he would easily form a blood clot.

According to the original course of history, this old Wanli has only a few years left to live, so don't get ahead of schedule.

"Hey!"

When Lao Wanli heard this, his eyes were red with emotion, he nodded, and then he stood up little by little, holding on to the table, his legs and buttocks trembling uncontrollably.

"Next, we will announce the results of the second phase of Guozuo in each time and space."

Ji Boying put one hand behind his waist and held a ruler in the other. He stood in the center of the podium and glanced at the students of the second period of the Emperor and the Crown Prince.

As soon as he finished speaking, all the students in this second period took a deep breath and sat upright.

this will.

Xiyu was already prepared in advance, with a smile on her face and a special small bamboo basket in her hand, with small wooden signs neatly placed inside, and was preparing to update the Guozuo panel shelf next to the podium.

In the first issue (Hongwu, Jianwen, Yongle, Hongxi, Xuande), these five emperors and princes of time and space all have peaceful faces, and they can finally watch the excitement for once.

In the second period (orthodox - Jingtai, Tianshun, Chenghua, Hongzhi, Zhengde, Jiajing), the students from these six time and space all had solemn expressions, because what they want to announce this time is the results of their six time and space. .

After all, it has been in operation for a year, so it must be profitable.

In the third period (not yet enrolled) (Longqing, Wanli, Taichang), both Little Bee and Old Wanli looked confused. As for Emperor Taichang, he did not join this class.

"The third No. 4 will be announced first."

Ji Boying spoke lightly.

hum.

In the second period, all the emperors and princes felt uneasy in their hearts.

They want to be No. 4 or No. [-], but deep down they don't want to be No. [-] or No. [-]. After all, this is only a mid-range level.

"Fourth, orthodox - Jingtai time and space, Guozuo 313."

Call ~
The Regent Zhu Zhanzhen and the Regent Zhu Qiyu who were seated at the "Orthodox-Jingtai" time and space breathed a long sigh of relief. For them, as long as the results are not ugly, it will be fine.

Moreover, they are transparent in this class and basically do not speak.

but.

The two of them are obviously too good at governance.

In the orthodox-Jingtai time and space, after the great victory in Tumubao, the national prestige and military strength have reached their peak. There is no threat to the north in the short term, so they should take advantage of this wave of rapid expansion.

Coupled with a series of internal affairs reforms, this country has not been able to cope with so many lessons taught by the immortal master in less than 365 years.

"Third, Chenghua time and space, Guozuo 355."

The voice fell.

Emperor Chenghua frowned in his seat. Obviously, he was not satisfied with the result.

Why so little? !
In this one year, Zhu Jianshen didn't even have time to sleep with his little baby Wan Guifei, which made Wan Baobao have a problem.

Every day I bury myself in various reforms, and they are all very effective.

And his Cheng Huachao's martial arts are also extremely strong.

The north and the south were settled, the world was under great rule, and the Japanese island was captured. The silver expansion plan was being implemented, and the great rise of Chenghua was completed.

Originally, Emperor Chenghua Zhu Jianshen thought that with his hard work, even if he couldn't get first place, he would still be second. He never expected that he would be third.

"Next, it's No. 5 and No. 6."

Ji Boying spoke lightly.

hum.

The Hongzhi group and Tianshun group on the seats were stunned and became nervous.

Immortal Jiajing was also a little nervous, but not much, not to mention the confident Wu Zong.

"Fifth, Tianshun time and space, 308 years."

For Tianshun Shikong, who had experienced the Tumu Fortress change at close range and suffered from constraints everywhere, this was actually a good number.

If Tianshun Time and Space wants to achieve great development, it must get rid of constraints.

"Sixth, Hongzhi time and space, 188 years."

hum!
When the number 188 was exported, both Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youtang and young man Zhu Houzhao of the Hongzhi Group looked extremely ugly.

You know, at this point in the 17th year of Hongzhi, the Ming Dynasty had already lasted for 137 years.

This means that the dynasty estimate of Hongzhi time and space only has 51 years left, not even 60 years.

The voice came out.

Old Zhu Abiao and several Zhu Di all looked at the Hongzhi group and frowned. How could Hongzhi time and space be on the verge of subjugation?

Especially Lao Zhu Di, he was deeply touched.

After all, his Yongle Guo Zuo once fell to 89.

This also made Lao Zhu Di suddenly wake up and realize the importance of one thing.

A dynasty may appear to be extremely powerful and unstoppable from the outside.

But in fact, what destroys a dynasty may often be just a small, seemingly inconspicuous foreshadowing.

As an emperor, you should be cautious at all times.

Remember, there is no small matter in state affairs.

"You two don't have to worry."

Ji Boying glanced at Hongzhi and his son.

"After the results are announced, I will use your Hongzhi Time and Space as an example to give you an in-depth analysis."

The voice fell.

The father and son duo of Hongzhi looked even more bleak.

Good guy, he became a negative example and was executed in public.

"Brother, which time and space is number one in this second period, and how far has Guo Zuo reached?"

Old Zhu frowned slightly.

His eyes subconsciously fell on Jiajing Immortal and Wuzong Zhu Houzhao.

Originally, Lao Zhu had always been optimistic about Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen. After all, among the emperors in the mid-Ming Dynasty, only Chenghua Emperor could satisfy Lao Zhu.

But he never expected that the title of No. [-] in the middle of the Ming Dynasty would fall on these two "thick" generations.

One was a cultivator, and the other was almost killed by his ministers.

One is flammable in fire and the other is soluble in water.

Can't figure it out, really can't figure it out.

Not only Lao Zhu couldn't figure it out, Lao Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi, and even A Biao all frowned and looked at Jiajing Immortal and Wuzong.

Immortal Jiajing, who was sitting on the seat, no longer had stomach pains anymore and was energetic. His face was filled with excitement. Zhu Houzhao, the Wuzong sitting side by side with Immortal Jiajing, was also taking a deep breath.

The two of them looked at each other out of the corner of their eyes, both of them dissatisfied with each other.

Easily burned in fire and soluble in water.

Ji Boying glanced at the Jiajing Immortal and Emperor Wuzong, and then spoke calmly.

"Next, we will announce Guo Zuo No. 1 for the second period."

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