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

Chapter 196 Li Er: Summon Wu Meiniang!300 years of braids!The emperor Lao Zhu admires most!
The dark gun barrel revealed the remaining fire salt from the last time.

Direction, precision.

Xiao Zhusi only needs to pull the button slightly, and the fate of the old slave of Taichang will be released.

As for why the flintlock gun in Lao Zhu's hand was in the hands of Xiao Zhusi, the reason is also simple. Xiao Zhusi is about to lead the fleet to sea, and this flintlock gun is Lao Zhu's farewell gift to Xiao Zhusi.

Looking at the old slave of Taichang again, when he saw the black hole gun pointed at him, his pupils shrank sharply, and a scene seemed to emerge in his mind.

It was a piece of snow, and with a bang, his skull was lifted off.

Where does this memory come from? !
The old slave subconsciously covered his Tianling Cap with both hands and took two steps back. He couldn't help but be filled with doubts. He was sure that he had never seen such a firearm before.

Xiao Zhusi was also puzzled. I pointed my gun at your little bird of fate. What are you doing covering your head?

'Space-time synchronic memory? '

Ji Boying, who was on the side, glanced at the old slave and saw the abnormal movement of the flintlock gun. From the familiarity in the old slave's eyes, he roughly guessed something.

'Is it because an old slave in another time and space died abnormally, so some profound memories of the fragments before his death will be synchronized across time and space to other time and space peers to help other time and space peers avoid disaster? '

However, this is just Ji Boying's guess about parallel time and space.

After all, some parallel time and space science fiction films I have watched generally use this set of logic.

He glanced at Xiao Zhusi and gave Xiao Zhusi a look that meant he was holding his gun back.

Pure intimidation will most likely be ineffective against this generational hero.

Ji Boying looked at the old slave of Taichang.

"I'll give you two options now."

"One, he was beaten to death by the people present."

hum.

The old slave was stunned.

If you want to kill, just kill. If you stick your head out, you can kill him with a knife. If you blink, I, Nurhachi, am not a man.

Beaten with fists and feet?Don't be so humiliating!

"Two, finish this lesson for me. If I am satisfied with the results of your lesson, I will tell you everything that happened in the Jin Kingdom you established in the next 300 years."

Hearing these words, the old slave of Taichang paused subconsciously.

'The next 300 years? '

'Is the Daikin I created not dead? ! '

The old slave can not care about his own life or death.

After all, winners and losers.

Back then, from the moment he chose to rebel against the Ming Dynasty, he had already been mentally prepared for failure, knowing clearly that he had no way out now.

but.

The old slave could also clearly realize that his failure this time was full of inexplicable weirdness. A bunch of powerful warriors with unknown origins appeared, and even Li Rusong, who had been dead for decades, crawled out of his grave. Cut yourself.

If he could know everything that should have happened, if he could know Daikin's future, Lao Nu would definitely not be able to refuse the temptation brought by this condition.

Silent, more silent.

Finally, the old slave took a deep breath and looked up at the line of words on the rice paper on the panel.

"Confessions of the Jiannu - An in-depth analysis of self-rise"

"I promise you."

The voice fell.

Ji Bo raised the corner of his eagle mouth slightly and sat down on the Taishi chair.

The next moment, along with the Taishi chair, his figure floated back and landed accurately on the edge of the podium.

Like Li Er before him, the old slave Taichang shrank his pupils in shock when he saw this miracle. He further confirmed his guess, and also determined that the person in front of him was an immortal.

'God willing. '

'It turns out that God wants to destroy me, Dajin. '

'However, as the immortal said, my big gold originally has 300 years of national destiny. '

"Let's talk."

Ji Boying spoke lightly.

Suddenly, a light flashed.

'Let's talk. '

'That's a nice name. '

'Future faculty classes will be defined by this name. '

"Li Er of the Tang Dynasty is the first guest of the Lecture Bar. He can also be a permanent guest."

Old rules.

A plate of pistachios and a cup of Dahongpao, the mother tree of Wuyi Mountain.

This kind of expensive tea is different from the fast tea that costs 399 a cup in teahouses. It is expensive but not marketable, and it is bright and beautiful. The more you drink it, the better it gets. No wonder rich people like to raise it themselves.

The old slave from Taichang, who was shackled at the hands and feet, was silent for a while, then raised his head, took a deep breath, and began to speak.

"All of this started on a dark and stormy night..."

Time goes by bit by bit.

The old slave taught this class very carefully.

From the time his father and grandfather were accidentally killed, to the time he became a slave of the Li family, during the narration process, his eyes did not look at anyone present. He seemed to be completely immersed in his own memories, and he remembered the dozens of memories he had made. The soldiers and horses of the year came eloquently.

Rather than saying it to these great emperors and princes, it is better to say that this is his inner monologue, his own redemption.

One hour, two hours, three hours.

When the setting sun of Hongwu time and space spilled through the window into the main hall of Zuixian Tower like blood, Taichang Lao Nu's self-report lesson finally came to an end.

this class.

It is not only the experience learned by the emperors of the Ming Dynasty, but also the life summary of the old slave's history of self-struggle.

"good."

Listening to people speak in person is much more comfortable than reading an autobiography.

Ji Boying finished smashing the last pistachio in his hand and patted the Zha Zhahui in his hand.

Stand up.

Looking across these princes and princes, Ji Boying saw some deep thoughts and doubts in their eyes.

Having these is enough. If you can gain enlightenment and doubts, you will have thinking, and you will have accumulated gains. These are all improvements in soft power.

And since the old slave has finished his lecture as promised, Ji Boying will naturally have to fulfill his promise.

"Watch carefully."

"What you are going to see next is the great fortune you have built and the fate of the country in the next 300 years."

The voice fell.

The old slave of Taichang trembled. Before he could prepare, the 36D holographic projection was turned on, and the surrounding scenery changed instantly.

Lao Zhu and all the princes and princes of the Ming Dynasty also tightened their minds. They all stood up subconsciously, looking solemnly, and stared at the changing scene around them.

They also wanted to see how the Braided Dynasty, which had replaced the Ming Dynasty and took over the Central Plains in its original trajectory, was doing.

The projections this time are all edited in a fancy way.

Act One: Huang Taiji ascends the throne, suppresses North Korea, changes the country to the Qing Dynasty, and achieves a great victory in Songjin.

The second act: Shunzhi ascends the throne, the Qing army enters the pass, decides the trip to Yanjing, Yangzhou Ten Days, and Jiading Three Massacres.

The third act: Kangxi ascends the throne, captures Obai out of his wits, flattens the Three Feuds, China and Russia sign the Treaty of Nerchinsk, conquers Galdan personally, and seizes the legitimate son in Kowloon.

Act [-]: Yongzheng ascends the throne, spreads his men into acres, and marches westward to Qinghai. He establishes a secret reserve system, rectifies the administration of officials, returns the land to the locals, establishes a military aircraft office, and strengthens the monarch's authority.

Act Five: Qianlong ascended the throne, visited the south of the Yangtze River six times, and composed tens of thousands of poems, one after another, two, three, four, and five.Six, seven, eight or nine pieces flew into the reed flowers and disappeared.

Act Six: Jiaqing ascends the throne, the White Lotus Sect uprising, He Shen is killed, the Tianli Sect uprising, and duck pianism is banned.

Act [-]: Daoguang ascends the throne, bans British cigarettes, the British army bombards Humen, destroys cigarettes in Humen, the first duck war breaks out, and signs the "Treaty of Nanjing", "Guangzhou Contract", "Sino-US Wangxia Treaty", "Sino-French Whampoa Treaty" 》.

Act Eight: Xianfeng ascends the throne, reorganizes the Military Aircraft Department, the Taiping Rebellion, the Second Duck War breaks out, the "Tianjin Treaty" is signed, the British and French allied forces burn the Old Summer Palace, and the "Yenjing Treaty" is signed.

Act [-]: Tongzhi ascends the throne, the Xinyou coup, the empress dowagers of the two palaces listen behind the curtain, Cixi comes to power, the Shaanxi-Gansu rebellion breaks out, the Youyang mission case, the Agubai rebellion, and young children go abroad.

Act 4.5: Guangxu ascends the throne, Cixi becomes dictatorial, the Treaty of Yantai is signed, Japan invades Ryukyu, the Sino-French War, the Battle of Mawei, the Sino-Japanese War of Sino-Japanese War, the Treaty of Shimonoseki is signed, the Hundred Days Reform, the [-] Coup, the Boxer Rebellion, and the Eight-Power Allied Forces Invaded China, signed the "Xin Chou Treaty", and compensated [-] million taels of silver.

Scenes changed rapidly.

Finally, the scene freezes at the moment when the "Xinchou Treaty" was signed and finalized.

The surrounding scenes disappeared like a dream.

Everything within sight has returned to the main hall of Zuixian Tower.

"This is what will happen 300 years after your death if I don't come to this world."

Ji Boying glanced at the old slave and said lightly.

He really couldn't arouse any interest in the braided dynasty of the Qing Dynasty.

Although one thing is undeniable, that is, with the passage of time, under the three dynasties of Kangxi, Yongzheng and Qianlong, the national power of the Braided Dynasty did reach its peak, and its land area reached the most prosperous in China, with more than 300 million square kilometers.

However, it was at its peak at the beginning.

Especially when it comes to Qianlong, this conspicuous man, who ate up the massive benefits left by his father Yongzheng, and insisted on saying that he was a struggling generation.

He didn’t talk about his legacy all day long, he didn’t mention the literary inquisition, and he just started the seclusion of the country.

Just like this, the name will be passed down to future generations, ah!
When it comes to the prosperous age of the Qing Dynasty, it refers to the prosperous age of Kangxi and Qianlong.

In this regard, Yongzheng, who was stuck in the middle and was working hard, was left out. Kang Qian was considered a jerk, and Yongzheng was the real one.

As for the Qing emperors after Qianlong, it is even more difficult to describe.

Starting from Daoguang, when the first "Treaty of Nanjing" was signed, the descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasties, who have a glorious history of about 5000 years, were dragged onto a road of shame.

If a great man hadn't come to this world...

"Qing."

At this moment, the old slave of Taichang had a very complicated expression on his face.

When he first saw the first few scenes, he was still very excited. After all, his long-cherished wish had come true. But when he saw the back, especially when he saw that the entire Qing court had become a villain who exploited the people of the country for the foreigners. When you are a dog, your whole body is in a state of intense blood pressure.

Is this enough to be a descendant of Nurhaci? !
Old Zhu Abiao, Old Zhu Di and other princes and princes of the Ming Dynasty also frowned.

After quickly watching the rise and fall of this wave of braided dynasty, combined with the lessons they had taken before, they all realized one thing deeply, that is, the consequences of falling behind in the Age of Discovery.

They also deeply understood once again why the immortal master repeatedly mentioned the great voyage to them.

One step late, one step late.

Those who fall behind will be beaten, and poverty will be controlled by others.

Especially the 4.5 million silver, which shocked the jaws of Lao Zhu and other great emperors. With so much silver, it was equivalent to selling the country's flesh and blood.

How on earth was this word signed?

"Having been weak for a hundred years, we have lost our power and humiliated our country."

"It's okay not to have such a Qing Dynasty!"

The old slave took a deep breath.

Turn around and move slightly.

The shackles on his body made a jingling sound, and the old slave of Taichang bowed deeply towards Ji Boying.

"God be damned, I have no regrets."

What the old slave means by this is to give him a good time.

Ji Boying looked at the old slave of Taichang who was saluting him. He was a little surprised by what the old slave said just now.

He could clearly feel that after watching the projection of Braid Chao just now, the unwillingness in the old slave's heart completely disappeared.

It's like you were originally thinking about creating a child, expecting this child to fly into the clouds and become a dragon.

then.

One day, you suddenly get an opportunity to truly see this child's future, which is a life ending of sloppiness and shame.

If you still had the chance to put him on the wall, what would you choose?

"I have promised you before that if you satisfy me in this lesson, then I will give you a chance to choose your own death."

After Ji Boying finished speaking, he flicked his hand.

The old slave Taichang subconsciously held it, and in his hand, there was a small white plastic bottle.

"This is the soul-returning pill."

"After swallowing this whole bottle, you will be free from pain and worry, and your soul will return to Jiuquan in your sleep."

"Now, you can choose the place you most want to go to as your destination, and I will send you there."

After hearing this, the old slave of Taichang first lowered his eyes and looked at the small white bottle in his hand that he had never seen before, and then raised his head slightly. The setting sun shone through the window eaves and fell on him, creating a twilight scene.

A smile spread across his face. "Excuse me, Immortal Master, please send me to the bank of Chibi River."

Chibi.

This is the place that the old slave has longed for all his life.

His favorite book in his life was "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", which he read back and forth at least a hundred times. Even some of his insights on the art of war came from this book.

"The broken halberd sinks into the sand and the iron is not sold, and it will be washed and washed to recognize the previous dynasty."

"If Dongfeng doesn't make friends with Zhou Lang, Tongquechun will lock Erqiao deeply."

The old slave recited this poem from Du Mu's "Red Cliff" with emotion.

Ji Boying glanced at Taichang Nurhaci, spoke lightly, and slowly raised his hand.

Fingertips, drop.

"as you wish."

sound off.

The figure of the old slave of Taichang suddenly disappeared from the place.

Ji Boying sent him to the bank of Chibi in Taichang time and space, where the relics of the Battle of Chibi still remained, and the water of the Yangtze River continued to surge.

As for the final outcome of this old Taichang slave, it is no longer Ji Boying's concern.

High probability.

The old slave of Taichang will be on the bank of Red Cliff, facing the wind of the Yangtze River and the sunset, paying homage to the relics of the war a thousand years ago, and finally laughing three times to the sky and swallowing the bottle of sleeping pills.

He was buried in Chibi, his final destination, and he still had the demeanor of a great hero.

After sending away the old slave of Taichang, it was equivalent to announcing the complete end of the Liaodong War in Taichang time and space. The remaining Jurchen tribes and the remnants of the Jin Kingdom in Taichang time and space could not escape the Ming Dynasty's killing.

of course.

There is no need to fight across time and space for such small matters, Taichang time and space can handle it by itself.

If you can't figure this out, you can just ask Emperor Taichang to take the red pill.

Then, Ji Boying's eyes swept over the princes and princes of the Ming Dynasty present.

"I hope you will listen carefully during the lecture. After class, you will summarize what you have learned, draw your own things from it, and integrate it into yourself."

“Instead of having a sudden enlightenment while listening, and then turning around and forgetting about it after class.”

"Listen carefully, this is the homework for this class. Regarding what Li Er and Lao Nu said today, everyone should write a summary and hand it in before the next class."

"Listen clearly, it's everyone, not every group."

The voice fell.

The emperor and princes present all straightened their backs and nodded in agreement.

Especially Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen, he benefited greatly from Tang Li Er's lectures on the way of kings and ministers, and he understood his own weaknesses deeply.

"Ah."

"After everyone's summary is handed in, Abiao is responsible for the initial scoring."

"The one with the lowest score will be punished by thunder."

Hearing this, the hearts of all the emperors and princes present were pounding.

Thunder punishment?Just kidding!
This is just a homework, there is no need for the immortal master to be so big!

Ji Boying glanced at A Biao, who was also sitting on the podium. As an assistant to the Immortal Master, correcting homework was of course a basic task. Ji Boying could not be allowed to do it by himself. After all, he was too lazy to even look at it.

"Master Immortal, I, I, can I?"

Abiao was excited when he heard that he actually had the right to make corrections, but his eyes shone with a little unconfidence.

"The man I like can't do it."

Ji Boying smiled faintly and gave A Biao a look that believed in him.

Immediately, Ji Boying slapped the ruler on the table.

"get out of class."

Crash.

The emperor and princes who were sitting on their seats all stood up and saluted Ji Boying respectfully with anxiety.

One of them will definitely be struck by lightning in the next class.

After walking off the podium, Ji Boying walked up the mahogany stairs. Old Zhu Abiao and the trio of Yongle's grandfather and grandson quickly followed. When they were halfway up the stairs, Ji Boying suddenly thought of something.

He stopped and turned his head to look.

"You two, come up together."

The people that this gaze catches are the Jingtai Emperor Zhu Qiyu and the Tianshun Emperor Blackened Zhu Qizhen in the "Jingtai-Tianshun" time and space.

In the eyes of others with surprise and envy, Zhu Qizhen and Emperor Jingtai quickly followed.

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at this time.

Zhenguan time and space, Taiji Palace, Lingyan Pavilion.

Li Er stood in front of Qin Qiong's portrait in Lingyan Pavilion, and behind him, Wang De, the chamberlain, and several Qianniu Guards (Tang Dynasty palace forbidden army) officers stood with happy faces.

Fortunately, someone found him, otherwise everything would be over.

The moment Li Er suddenly disappeared, Wang De was so frightened that he almost went crazy.

The thousands of Qianniu Guards in the palace turned the entire Tai Chi Palace inside and out, but no sign of the saint was found.

After Li Er paused for a long time, until his eyes returned to their usual calmness, he took a long breath and glanced at Wang De and others behind him.

The appearance of these people and the search for themselves can prove that they have indeed gone to another world just now, and they have been there for an hour.

'It turns out that it really wasn't a dream. '

'What does the pronunciation that the immortal master means?How to answer the voice call? '

After thinking about it for a while, Li Er realized that he couldn't figure it out now. It would be better to ask the immortal master himself when he has a chance to go there next time.

then.

Li Er thought of Wu Zhou and Tang Dynasty that he saw in another time and space.

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Since we already know what will happen in the future, we must not let it happen.

"Send my will."

"immediately."

"Summoning talent Wu Meiniang."

Li Er said it in one sentence.

Wang De, who was standing by his side, was stunned.

What is the saint doing?
It's only been an hour since lunch, is it about to meet the concubine?
Are you in such a high mood today?

Wu Cairen…

Wang De couldn't remember who this concubine was for a moment.

But since it was the will of the saint, Wang De naturally did not dare to violate it.

"According to the order."

"Sage, are you driving now?"

Wang De asked subconsciously.

after all.

For something like this to happen to you, you need to have a scene, props, delaying elixirs, and all kinds of preparations for bathing and fragrance, etc. You can't do it here in Lingyan Pavilion.

"No, I'll wait here."

The voice fell.

Wang De was stunned.

Is there a concubine in Lingyan Pavilion?

When did the saint have such fun? !
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Taichang time and space, beside Red Cliff.

A lonely figure stood alone on the reef, looking at the rolling waves of the Yangtze River, watching the late evening sun shining slantingly, and a heroic voice echoed along with the waves of the river.

"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero."

"Success and failure turn empty."

"Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns."

"The white-haired fisherman on the river Nagisa is used to watching the autumn moon and the spring breeze."

"We are happy to meet each other over a pot of turbid wine. Many things in ancient and modern times are all talked about with laughter.

"It's all a joke."

"Ha ha ha ha……!"

The sound of laughter that looks up to the sky echoes.

Nurhachi unscrewed the white bottle in his hand and drank a hundred tablets in one gulp.

Then he slowly sat down against a big stone and let the waves of the river wet his clothes.

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Hongwu Time and Space, Zuixian Tower.

There is an elegant room on the top of the pavilion and an elegant seat by the window.

Old rules.

Ji Boying and Lao Zhu sat facing each other from the north to the south, while A Biao and Lao Zhu Di sat side by side on the side of the table.

As for Yongle Fatty, Yongle Xiaozhu, Emperor Jingtai and Emperor Tianshun, given their seniority, they could only stand aside and wait.

There were seven people who went upstairs with Ji Boying, but these seven people had three different things to do.

Lao Zhu and A Biao went upstairs this time.

It was because Ji Boying planned to work with the two of them to determine which of the first batch of teachers in the teaching class would be more suitable to be recruited from foreign emperors.

In Ji Boying's view, these selected emperors from foreign dynasties do not necessarily have to be all outstanding emperors. Some negative teaching materials can also be considered.

For example, Song Huizong.

After all, failure is success fucking.

The third grandfather and grandson of Yongle went upstairs because the country Zuo in Yongle time and space reached 428 years. Ji Boying planned to take their third grandfather and grandson to see the follow-up country Zuo in Yongle time and space.

As for Emperor Tianshun and Emperor Jingtai.

Ji Boying wanted to explain some things to them and break the situation in their time and space.

Otherwise.

The Jingtai-Tianshun time and space situation has always been trapped. No matter how much you learn, it is all in vain if you cannot implement it. Guo Zuo has always been difficult to improve.

Although Ji Boying asked the emperors of each time and space in the classroom to roll up, for Ji Boying himself, what he wanted was not one or two time and space emperors.

His ultimate mission is to build the sixteen Ming Dynasties in time and space, and all of them must be 500 years old, even if one is missing.

"Brother, this tea is good, better than the last time."

Lao Zhu looked at the blood-colored black tea in front of him, took a sip, and praised it with a smile.

Ji Boying nodded slightly.

Can it be bad?

This stuff costs tens of millions per pound, and it’s still expensive but not marketable.

"Lao Zhu, tell me what you think."

"Which foreign emperor do you want to come to class?"

Ji Boying picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The aroma was fragrant and floral, high and long-lasting, but slightly bitter, with obvious rocky charm, and there was also a light scent of osmanthus.

heard.

Lao Zhu pondered for a moment and then spoke.

"This man is the emperor we admire most in our lives, besides my brother."

Zhu Chongba’s idol?who? !
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PS: After brainstorming, brothers think which emperors are qualified for the first teaching class, and which qualities in them are worth learning from or learning from.

Outstanding representatives: Li Shimin, Xxx…

Negative examples: Zhao Ji, Xxx…

The next class is about to enter the time and space of the Apocalypse, and the nine-thousand-year-old Wei Laogou in the Liushen costume is about to appear. Please vote for me! ! !

(End of this chapter)