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

Chapter 199: Does Your Majesty want to take the Zen position?Physical examination for all employees!Zhu Laosi: Lao Wu, what are you tutting at? !

The time and space of the First Emperor.

219 BC was also the third year of the unification of the world, at the top of Mount Tai.

Burning wood and making a fire, a mysterious yet somewhat barbaric ceremony to worship the heavens was going on in an orderly manner.

Standing in front of this burning fire, the man in the middle is dressed in majestic black imperial robes, wearing an imperial crown, and a pair of red phoenix eyes that look down upon the world and look down upon the sky.

This person in the imperial robe and crown is the only one who unites the world, writes books and chariots, creates a unified dynasty, and establishes the title of "Emperor" Qin Shihuang Yingzheng.

Brother Zheng.

But at this moment, Brother Zheng felt very unhappy.

He traveled thousands of miles this time and brought a group of ministers and clans from Xianyang to the land of Qilu. There is no high-speed rail these days, even if it is Longhu, it will hurt your butt after sitting for a long time.

I ran this far just for this Mount Tai ceremony.

The purpose of Feng Chan was also simple, to tell all the people in the world that he had unified the world, ended the war, and established eternal achievements. The emperor he created was appointed by heaven and ruled all the people on behalf of heaven.

By the way, I would like to report my achievements to heaven. The dynasty has changed and the new generation has been established.

In order to perfect this ceremony, to ensure that this trip was not in vain, and to promote publicity after the enshrinement of Zen, Zheng Ge secretly summoned [-] local famous Qilu Confucian scholars at the foot of the mountain.

A decree was issued, instructing these seventy Confucian scholars to develop a set of custom-made Zen rituals suitable for the Central Plains rituals.

Who would have known that these Confucian scholars looked harmless, but all of them spoke in eccentric ways.

In anger, Zheng Ge fired all these Confucian scholars with a wave of his hand, without paying a dime of salary, and then directly built mountains and built roads, and climbed to the top of the mountain to offer sacrifices.

What was used was not the cumbersome etiquette of the Central Plains, but the etiquette of the Qin State in Yong to worship the Emperor of Heaven. In comparison, it was simple, direct and crude.

Because of this, Brother Zheng’s Taishan Fengchan ceremony has been ridiculed by Confucian scholars for thousands of years.

At this moment, this 'ceremony' ceremony has almost come to an end.

"God, if you can hear me, tell me, can my great Qin be passed down for eternity? Can it defeat Zhou and Shang?"

With firelight reflected in his eyes, he looked up at the sky.

The eyes of the First Emperor Ying Zheng shone with extreme confidence. In his opinion, if he annexed Liuhe, unified the world, created the world, and surpassed the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, the Qin Empire would surely last for thousands of generations.

Ask heaven.

But just go through the process.

"If you don't answer, then I will acquiesce."

Brother Zheng's lips slightly raised, and he was about to announce that the 'Female Ceremony' was over, and he would go to the nearby Liangshan Mountain for the 'Zen Ceremony'.

Suddenly.

A group of Qin officials and clan members who were kneeling at the back suddenly became commotion.

Everyone's eyes were full of horror.

Hearing the news, Brother Zheng also subconsciously looked forward, directly above the burning fire.

In the flames that rose several feet high, a picture appeared. Inside it was a human face, with a smoking object that had never been seen before in the corner of its mouth.

"God appears!"

"Your Majesty, God must be grateful for your Majesty's merits, and this is why the magic appeared!"

As the chief priest who presided over the sacrificial ceremony, Xu Fu was kneeling next to Zheng Ge. With an excited heart and trembling hands, he reminded the First Emperor in a trembling voice.

"I am indeed the right one!"

Brother Zheng smiled.

Then, he took a deep breath and stared at the face in the firelight, hoping for the answer he wanted to know.

But the more he looked at it, the more Brother Zheng frowned.

Because in his eyes, the God who appeared in this scene of flames, after taking off the unnamed smoking thing bitten at the corner of his mouth, he could see that his mouth was clearly speaking, but he couldn't hear a single sound clearly.

In other words, there was no sound at all.

The ministers of the Qin Dynasty at the rear all looked at each other in confusion. They all knelt on the ground with their heads lowered. They all looked at each other in private, guessing what God wanted to express.

As the eldest son of the First Emperor, Prince Fusu knelt in front of the ministers. At this time, he was using his intelligence and wisdom to analyze the mouth movements of Yu Yan's appearance, but he could not analyze a single word.

It would be really strange if this could be analyzed. After more than 2000 years, the gods and ghosts cannot speak to each other, let alone the first emperor just came to Liuhe, and the dialects in various places could not understand each other.

At this moment, Brother Zheng is waiting a little anxiously. He is eager to know the answer. He wants to know how glorious the future of the powerful Great Qin Empire he has built will be, and how many generations it will be passed down.

At this time, Xu Fu whispered beside the First Emperor.

"Your Majesty, the secret must not be leaked. Once it is made clear, it will definitely cause disaster to the world."

"This is God's message to you."

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"Suggesting that your mother is a fool, you idiot."

In Hongwu time and space, there is an elegant room on the top of the drunk fairy pavilion.

Ji Boying cursed, holding a cigarette in his hand, looking at the video scene in the light screen in front of him, feeling an inexplicable strong urge to kill someone.

'dog system. '

'Voice call, you can only speak but not listen. '

'Video call, you can only watch but not talk. '

'This is rubbish. It's been launched before internal testing. Please fire up the product manager as soon as possible. '

There was silence for a moment.

Ji Boying turned around and walked to the desk. Since it didn't work to say it with his mouth, he could just write it by hand.

But as soon as he picked up the pen, Ji Boying was stunned. He thought of something.

The dog system has a built-in language conversion function, which can automatically convert various languages. For example, the pronunciation of the Ming Dynasty is very different from modern Mandarin, but through the conversion of the dog system, Ji Boying can understand it.

At the same time, every word spoken by Ji Boying will be simultaneously transformed into a language that Lao Zhu and others can understand, and input into the ears of the princes and princes of the Great Tomorrow.

The same is true for Li Er of the Tang Dynasty. This can ensure barrier-free communication across time and space.

However, there is no conversion function for writing.

After the unification of the Qin Dynasty, the popular font was Xiaozhuan.

How could Ji Boying write this stuff?

After thinking for a moment, an idea flashed in Ji Boying's mind, and he started writing. No problem could stump a good young man who had completed nine years of compulsory education.

Since I can’t write, I can draw!

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The time and space of the First Emperor, the top of Mount Tai.

After listening to Xu Fu's words, Brother Zheng felt a little calmer.

Then he waited quietly. He was accompanied by a group of important officials from Great Qin, such as Li Si and others. These people were all kneeling on the ground, not daring to speak, looking up at the changing scenes in the firelight.

And right now.

God, who had suddenly disappeared for a short period of time, appeared again.

Moreover, there is something in the hands of God that they have never seen before. It is smooth and holy white. At first glance, it is full of charming texture.

Papermaking originated in the Western Han Dynasty, and by the time rice paper could be made, it was already the Tang Dynasty. The Qin Dynasty used bamboo slips, and nowhere had such high-end products as rice paper been seen.

However, compared to the rice paper, everyone including Qin Shihuang's eyes were focused on the patterns drawn on it, with doubts in their eyes.

Look carefully and distinguish.

That's two suns.

Rough pattern: →
'What does this pattern mean? ! '

The moment they saw the pattern, a question arose in everyone's mind.

It was also at this moment, when Brother Zheng wanted to continue asking "What is this?", the scene in the flames disappeared.

"God has departed!"

After Xu Fu finished speaking, he continued to speak anxiously.

"Your Majesty, please see."

After saying this, Xu Fu quickly stepped forward and squatted on the ground, and drew the exact pattern on the ground in front of the First Emperor.

"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed."

"Therefore, this pattern must be a warning from God to Da Qin."

"As the saying goes, there are no two days in the sky and no two masters in the country."

"Your Majesty, look, there are two suns in the warning pattern from the sky, and the '→' in the middle means replacement. It must mean that someone will soon be born to replace me in the world of Da Qin!"

This explanation is so damn reasonable.

The voice fell.

The eyes of the First Emperor were instantly cold, with overwhelming murderous intent running through them.

How could he, a member of the sixth generation of the Zhao family who had just unified the world, allow others to pick the peaches? !
"Xu Fu, you can understand the meaning of God, which shows that you have destiny and immortal destiny."

"Since God has appeared and given a warning, your plan to go out to sea to find immortals will be postponed. I now order you to thoroughly investigate the matter of Er Yang Qitian. I will give you one year to find out the people who threaten our Great Qin."

"If you can't find out within a year, I will sacrifice you to heaven."

Hearing this, he chuckled.

Xu Fu was stunned.

I just boasted, looked at the pictures, and analyzed them casually. Where did I get my destiny?

At this moment, Xu Fu wanted to slap some big words on himself. Why was he so mean-mouthed? !
Originally, after this wave of Taishan Fengchan was over, he didn't have to go back. In this Qilu land, he was ready to go directly to the sea.

With three thousand carefully selected boys and girls and countless gold and silver treasures, they crossed the sea to the island to become the emperor.

After all, his ability to deceive the First Emperor in the past few years has reached its limit. He feels that if he continues to deceive him, he may be chopped up by the First Emperor and fed to the dogs one day.

"My lord, my lord, my lord, take your orders."

Things have reached this point, and Xu Fu can only kowtow.

The First Emperor looked up to the sky slightly, his eyes stern.

"On this day, there can only be one sun."

"This land can only have one lord."

"Then, it's me."

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Hongwu Time and Space, Zuixian Tower.

After Ji Boying closed the video, he took a long breath.

'The dog system is out of line. '

He did not expect that the emperors of other dynasties would come to him to worship gods and ask questions. This business was too extensive, and the incense could not be cashed in, so it was of little use.

Ji Boying was very satisfied with the picture he drew for Qin Shihuang.

→

The sun on the left refers to today.

The sun on the right refers to tomorrow.

There is another symbol in the middle pointing to the sun on the right, which means "See you tomorrow."

It's so simple and easy to understand, it's just a drawing genius.

"Anyone with some brains can understand it."

Ji Boying smiled slightly, then put the rice paper with two suns aside and continued to think about his own affairs.

Regarding the issue of Brother Zheng, the First Emperor, we will discuss it in class tomorrow.

And before class tomorrow.

Ji Boying is also planning to do something big and give the emperors and princes of all time and space a comprehensive physical examination.

Especially the key ones, such as the three Zhu Gaochi who are fat, and whether Zhu Houzhao's infertility is congenital or acquired, these need to be carefully checked.

Pulling out a piece of rice paper, Ji Boying began to list the great doctors on the rice paper.

Li Shizhen was born in the 13th year of Zhengde and ended in the 21st year of Wanli. Comparing the time between Zhengde, Jiajing, Longqing and Wanli, only Li Shizhen from Jiajing and Longqing met the conditions.

In the end, Ji Boying chose Longqing Li Shizhen.

After writing the five words "Longqing Li Shizhen" on the rice paper, Ji Boying went through the most famous doctors from other Ming dynasties one by one and selected the most suitable ones to fill in.

For example, Wan Mi Zhai, Yang Jishi, Zhu Ju, etc...

'Liu Wentai. '

The pen just fell off.

Ji Boying was stunned when he looked at these three words.

My brain was short-circuited, and I suddenly lost my memory. I even filled in the name of the 'miraculous doctor' who killed two emperors in succession, and I quickly crossed it.

The night is becoming more and more intense.

By the window of the elegant room, I write vigorously.

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At the same time, in the Forbidden City, there was the East Nuan Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace.

From the warm pavilion, the cry of the grown man could be heard endlessly, and the eunuchs guarding outside frowned when they heard it.

"Good boy, don't cry."

With a loving look on her face, Empress Ma touched the head of Zhu Wenzheng, who was kneeling in front of her and hugging her thigh, soothing the nephew's injured heart.

In any case, Zhu Wenzheng was imprisoned and died in depression. It was most likely an injustice.

For Lao Zhu, Queen Ma and others, more than ten years have passed since this experience, but for Zhu Wenzheng who crawled out of the grave, everything seemed like yesterday.He didn't dare to say anything in front of Lao Zhu, but in front of Queen Ma, it was like meeting his own mother, and he was sore.

Lao Zhu looked on, pinching his beard, his eyes full of guilt.

In the Nuan Pavilion, A Biao and Liu Bowen were also standing aside. Neither of them expected that Zhu Wenzheng could cry so much.

This time he came to the palace late at night to report to Lao Zhu. While Zhu Wenzheng was crying, Lao Zhu had already read through the latest plan presented by A Biao and Liu Bowen.

It seems that Zhu Wenzheng is not only good at defending the city, but also has great endurance in crying.

"Marker."

"Since my brother has approved you in class, from now on, you can decide on whatever politics you have learned in class."

Lao Zhu put down the plan in his hand and looked at Abiao with a smile on his face. Every line showed his absolute trust in the good old man. He could make decisions freely even on plans such as reforming internal affairs. This was basically equivalent to giving up all the imperial power. Delegated to Abiao.

All I have to say is: Biao'er, prepare to rebel and ascend the throne. We have already prepared the army and war preparations for you.

"My son obeys the order."

A Biao nodded.

then.

Lao Zhu stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked toward the outside of Nuan Pavilion alone.

A Biao was just about to follow, but was stopped by Lao Zhu's look.

"Biao'er, you stay here with your mother and reminisce with your cousin."

Then, he glanced at Liu Bowen.

"Old sir, would you be kind enough to accompany us for a walk?"

Liu Bowen paused after hearing the words, and then bowed and saluted.

The title 'Old Sir'.

During Lao Zhu's entrepreneurial era, Lao Zhu's exclusive name for Liu Bowen was Lao Zhu's team. However, after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, Lao Zhu basically never called him Liu Bowen again.

And once this title is called out, it must be something important.

The two of them stepped out of the Nuan Pavilion one after another. The wind in the summer night was a bit cool.

Liu Bowen walked beside Lao Zhu, almost half a body slower. The two of them strolled among the corridors of the Qianqing Palace. A light rain began to fall, and the water droplets fell from the sloping tiles, dripping down. stop.

"After resurrecting, you still have to get used to it."

Lao Zhu's voice was calm.

Liu Bowen smiled.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. All the old ministers are fine."

"Ah."

"We have asked the Jinyi Guards to thoroughly investigate the death of your eldest son Liu Lian. All relevant persons involved will be jailed and held accountable."

Liu Lian mentioned in Lao Zhu's words is Liu Bowen's eldest son.

After Liu Bowen's death, Lao Zhu always wanted to reuse Liu Lian because of his longing for Liu Ji and because Liu Lian himself was indeed a rare national talent.

However, in the 11th year of Hongwu, Liu Lian, who was about to be promoted from a local official to the decision-making circle of the temple, was forced by Huaixi. Unwilling to be humiliated, and suffering from illness, he committed suicide by falling into a well while in office.

On the anniversary of Liu Lian's death the following year, Lao Zhu was deeply moved by Liu Lian's death. He personally wrote a memorial tribute to Liu Lian and sent envoys to pay homage to his spirit.

The evaluation of Liu Ji's eldest son Liu Lian in historical books: He is a virtuous son in his family, a good minister in the country, and a noble man.
If Liu Lian could live for several more decades in the Hongwu Dynasty, he would definitely be a good minister of the Hongwu generation.

"Life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven, this is Lian'er's destiny."

Liu Bowen replied calmly.

But it was clearly visible that there was an unconcealable loss deep in Liu Bowen's eyes.

Liu Lian was his eldest son, and he carried the mantle and teachings with him all year round. He taught all he had learned to his eldest son, and Liu Lian lived up to Liu Bowen, possessing both talent and learning, which Liu Ji cited. Be proud of it.

After Liu Bowen came back to life, the first thing he did was to ask where Liu Lian was now. When he learned that Liu Lian had fallen into the well and died, Liu Bowen's face did not change at all.

The next second, he fainted.

"Tomorrow in class, we will ask my brother to resurrect Liu Lian in the name of an important official of the country."

Lao Zhu has obviously figured out the immortal master's pulse, and the immortal master will agree to anything that is beneficial to the country without hesitation.

on the contrary.

When Guo Zuo was useless, the immortal masters ignored him.

Since Liu Bowen and Chang Yuchun can be resurrected, Liu Lian is not missing.

Hearing this, Liu Bowen was furious.

Then he took two steps back, knelt down towards Lao Zhu, and bowed respectfully.

"On behalf of Lian'er, I would like to thank Your Majesty."

Lao Zhu lowered his eyes slightly, looking at Liu Bowen who was kneeling and saluting, with a solemn look in his eyes.

"Since we agreed to do something for you, you should also help us answer my question."

The voice fell.

Before Lao Zhu could open his mouth, Liu Bowen had already spoken.

"Your Majesty wants to take the Zen position."

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The moon rises and the sun sets, the sun rises and the moon sets.

It goes round and round and remains unchanged forever.

When the first ray of morning light broke through the heavy clouds the next morning, the streets and alleys of the Imperial Capital of Ming Dynasty were already bustling with people.

With the implementation of various reforms, the vitality of the entire civil society is constantly being stimulated.

Imperial Capital is just a microcosm.

On the bank of the Qinhuai River, at Zuixian Tower, a large number of guards in brocade uniforms were guarding both sides of the river.

The people living by the river have long been accustomed to the fact that after the morning dynasty is over, His Majesty the Emperor's dragon will arrive at Zuixian Tower.

According to the emperor's security level, as long as the emperor is in Zuixian Tower, the entire Qinhuai River Strait will have to be sealed off. However, the emperor issued a special order not to disturb the people. Therefore, except for the period when Long Zhu arrives, the two sides of the Qinhuai River are free to pass. .

With a somewhat relaxed look on his face, Lao Zhu entered Zuixian Tower and crossed the threshold of the main hall.

Judging from the joy and pride on his face, he and Liu Bowen must have had a great conversation last night.

But as soon as Fang stepped in, Lao Zhu's brows instantly wrinkled.

because.

The main hall today looks different from yesterday.

I saw that the seats in the main hall were pushed to both sides and divided into seven rows in the middle. Each row had a table and two chairs.

On the side of the podium, there is one person sitting, doctor.

'What is this doing? '

With doubts, Lao Zhu subconsciously walked around, quickly walked up to the podium from the side, and looked at Ji Boying, who was sitting in the middle and drinking the Dahongpao of the Mother Tree.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Lao Zhu didn't notice it when he appeared.

The doctor sitting second on the left kept his eyes focused on Lao Zhu. Although he was mentally prepared, the cold sweat on his forehead still broke out from fear.

"Physical examination of all members."

"I remember I should have mentioned it to you before."

Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu, and then looked at the seven people sitting under the podium.

"These seven are all great medical experts in the Ming Dynasty."

Right to left.

Window No. 1, Longqing Li Shizhen.

Window No. 2, Jiajing Wanmi Zhai.

Window No. 3, Chongzhen Zhang Jingyue.

Window No. 4, Tianqi Miao Xiyong

Window No. 5, Zhengde Wangji.

Window No. 6, Yongle Zhuju.

Window No. 7, Wanli Yang Jishi.

Each of these seven people's medical skills were top-notch in their time, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are masters of the country.

Hearing this, Lao Zhu looked at each one one by one, and finally his eyes fell on Zhu Zhu, who was second on the left. He always felt that the old man looked a bit familiar. After looking at him a few more times, a young face popped up in his mind.

"Is this person the fifth child?"

There was a bit of surprise and surprise on Lao Zhu's face. After all, there is a miracle doctor in his son, which can also prove that Lao Zhu's genes are awesome.

"Well, it comes from Yongle time and space."

The moment the immortal master nodded.

Xiyu has sounded the bell that conveys all time and space.

Jianwen, Yongle, Hongxi, Xuande, Zhengtong, Jingtai-Tianshun, Chenghua...

As the sound of the bells echoed across time and space, figures appeared one after another in the main hall.

As soon as the emperors and princes of various time and space appeared, the expressions on their faces were the same as when Lao Zhu first came in. They found that their seats were missing, and they couldn't quite understand what the layout of the main hall was today.

However, the seven miracle doctors were very calm, because they all knew what was going to happen in advance, knew what they were going to do today, and had prepared themselves mentally.

Just when these emperors and princes were all filled with doubts.

Lianxiang Xiyu already had one person on the left and one on the right. There were a bunch of small wooden signs placed in the basket in her hands, and a sweet voice sounded.

"Your Majesty, please come to my two sisters to take your number."

“You’ll have to line up with your number for inspection soon~!”

"His Majesty Hong Xi, His Majesty Zhu Gaochi, and His Majesty Wanli, the master has stipulated that you must take the number at window No. 5~!"

As soon as these words came out, the emperors of all time and space were the first to take their numbers, while the princes were in the back row. After all, there had to be a ranking of status.

As for why the Three Big Fatty and Wanli took the number 5 window, it was because Wang Ji was best at cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, which are the chronic diseases that fat people are most likely to suffer from.

"Hey, who is he?!"

Suddenly, a voice from Xiao Zhusi sounded.

Everyone who had just taken their number subconsciously turned around and looked around.

Standing behind everyone was a young man who looked embarrassed and a little uneasy.

When they saw this person clearly, Old Zhu Di and Zhu Laosi's eyes instantly turned cold, especially Zhu Laosi's.

"Zhu Yunwen."

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere in the entire classroom instantly became strange.

Zhu Biao hasn't come yet, which means that the people present are all Yan Fan. Their wolf-like eyes fell on Zhu Yunwen instantly, their steps moved slightly, and they subconsciously looked at Zhu Yunwen. They surrounded him, scaring the little brother so much that he swallowed wildly.

"Brother, how did you get him here?"

Lao Zhu looked at Zhu Yunwen and frowned slightly. He was also quite surprised by Zhu Yunwen's arrival.

"Get a physical check-up to avoid early death."

No matter what Zhu Yunwen is like, there is one thing that cannot be changed.

That is, Zhu Yunwen is the namer of Jianwen Space-time. According to the rules of the dog system, in order to ensure that the door of Jianwen Space-time is open, this kid cannot cause problems.

"Okay, let's stop discussing in private and start the physical examination. Don't waste time."

Ji Boying raised his voice slightly.

After the physical examination, classes will continue.

In an instant.

The group of Yan Fans in the main hall all withdrew their eyes. After all, under the eyes of the Immortal Master, they did not dare to beat anyone casually without the Immortal Master's approval.

Then, under the guidance of Lianxiang Xiyu, all the emperors and princes began their physical examinations.

Zhu Laosi took the number from Xiyu, the number is 601, the sixth window, which is Yongle Zhu's window.

Zhu Laosi came to the second window on the left with a wooden number plate. He just sat down and put the wooden number plate on the table. Looking up, he always felt that this person looked extremely familiar.

"Fifth?"

I asked tentatively.

Zhu Ru smiled and nodded.

"Your Majesty, please extend your hand."

Zhu Di, who came from Yongle time and space, has become accustomed to calling Zhu Di his majesty.

Zhu Laosi didn't have any ink marks either.

He knew that Lao Wu was famous for his superb medical skills in Jianwen Shikong, and Yongle Shikong was even more superb, so he put his hand on the medical records.

Zhu Tie's hand rested on Zhu Lao's four meridians.

Suddenly, Zhu Xi frowned.

"Tsk."

Zhu Laosi's heart skipped a beat as his pulse was felt.

"Lao Wu, what are you tutting at?"

This time, I even thought about my will.

(End of this chapter)