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

Chapter 3 Old Zhu's first time travel

"Sir, did you make a mistake?"

Zhu Biao was the first to ask the question. It wasn't that he didn't like Zhu Yunqi, who had just turned four years old, but from the perspective of inheriting the great lineage, Zhu Yunqi, who was neither a descendant nor an eldest son, had no qualifications to compete at all compared with his grandson Zhu Xiongying.

Unless, something happened to Zhu Xiongying, who is the eldest grandson.

Lao Zhu did not speak, his eyes were fixed on Ji Boying.

"Sorry, wait a minute."

Ji Boying took out a pack of cigarettes from his underpants pocket, and then pulled out a pack of matches as if by magic.

Lighting a cigarette with a splash, putting out the fire with a wave of hands, the whole set of actions was done in one go.

Under the gaze of Lao Zhu and A Biao, he opened his mouth slowly.

"Jiyoushuo in May of the 15th year of Hongwu, the grandson of the emperor's eldest son Xiongying died. He mourned for leaving the court and was buried in Zhongshan. The courtiers were all dressed in plain clothes. They went to the funeral on foot.

After the words were settled, Fengtian Hall was as silent as ink.

When Lao Zhu thought that his brilliant grandson died young, his heart felt like a mess.

"Hmph, talking nonsense."

Lao Zhu slapped the dragon chair. When a person is faced with a fact that he does not want to accept, choosing not to believe is the best comfort for his heart.

"It seems that His Majesty doesn't believe it."

Ji Boying stood up and calmly looked at the Hongwu Emperor who ruled the world.

"If that's the case, then follow me to have a look."

"Go and see?"

Old Zhu looked puzzled.

"Yes."

Ji Boying pushed the sunglasses hanging on the bridge of his nose.

"I'll take you to Jianwen Dynasty to have a look."

As soon as these words came out, Lao Zhu's face changed slightly, and it was clearly visible that there was anticipation in those eyes. I would like to ask which founding emperor would not want to see the future generations of the dynasty he created with his own eyes.

"Can I go together?"

Zhu Biao said anxiously, he also wanted to join in the fun.

"No."

Ji Boying directly refused.

It's not that he doesn't take Zhu Biao to play, but that there are certain restrictions on traveling through parallel time and space, and he can only take the emperor to travel through. Although Zhu Biao was honored as Emperor Xiaokang in the Jianwen Dynasty, he has never done anything serious after all.

"Biao'er is in no hurry, let's go and have a look first."

"Ji Boying, how are you going to take us to Jianwen Dynasty?"

In Lao Zhu's view, such things as traveling through the future are simply fantasy.

Ji Boying took the cigarette butt from the corner of his mouth, threw it on the ground and stomped on it.

"Just take it like this."

The words fall.

Swish.

In Fengtian Palace, the figures of Ji Boying and Lao Zhu have disappeared, only the cigarette butt that Ji Boying stomped out is waving faint white smoke.

Standing on the steps of the temple, Zhu Biao's heart was shocked, and he looked at the empty dragon chair in disbelief.

"His Royal Highness King Yan has an audience...!"

At this time, a voice came from outside the hall.

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"Time and Space: Jianwen"

"National time limit: 276"

"Number of Remaining Kingdoms Refreshed: 16"

"Note: After Guozuo is refreshed, the number of refreshes can be obtained every ten years, and each time and space can be obtained up to 1 times at a time"

The Xiaoling Tomb of Ming Taizu in Zijin Mountain is inside the Xiangdian where the gods are enshrined.

hiss... hoo...

Ji Boying held a cigarette he had just lit, and looked at the back of Lao Zhu standing in front of the god. As expected of being a commoner, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty who fought all the way, had a stable mind and perfectly interpreted "Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, but his face remained unchanged".

Lao Zhu's eyes, apart from glancing at his own tablet at first, kept staring at another tablet, Empress Xiaoci Gao, Lao Zhu's first wife.

It can be seen from the eulogy next to the altar that Empress Ma died on Bingxu Day in August of the 15th year of Hongwu.

Lao Zhu couldn't accept the reality that the girl he loved the most had a short lifespan of less than three years.

"Mr. Ji, can everything be changed?"

This "Sir" indicated that Lao Zhu's attitude towards Ji Boying had changed.

In fact, the moment he appeared in the hall of enjoyment, Lao Zhu had already believed in Ji Boying's identity as a banished immortal.

Seeing the tablet of his beloved with his own eyes, Lao Zhu felt sad.

"Come on one?"

A few steps forward, Ji Boying and Zhu Yuanzhang stood side by side.

Lao Zhu looked at the cigarette Ji Boying handed over, hesitated for a moment, took it anyway, and imitated Ji Boying's appearance and put it in the corner of his mouth.

draw.

Ji Boying lit a cigarette for Lao Zhu, and with a flick of his hand, the fire went out.

Lao Zhu frowned slightly, took a tentative breath, then his pupils shrank, and he coughed violently while clutching his chest.

"Don't inhale too hard, inhale slowly and exhale through the nose."

Under Ji Boying's guidance, Lao Zhu took a few more tentative mouthfuls.

"What is this? I feel dizzy."

Lao Zhu looked at the ash cigarette in his hand with doubts in his eyes.

"Forget worry grass."

After Ji Boying finished speaking, he looked up at the throne of Empress Ma.

"Fate is fixed, I don't know if I can change your wife's life, but I can try."

"Let this Empress Ma prolong her life for a few years, maybe the Great Ming Guozuo in Hongwu Time and Space can be continued." '

Ji Boying thought to himself, at this moment, the wind of the heat wave was blowing in, pouring into the hall of enjoyment, both Lao Zhu and Ji Boying turned their heads to look outside the hall, and saw billowing black smoke billowing into the sky in the distance.

"Hey, why is that place of burning smoke so familiar?"

Taking a deep breath of Wangyoucao, Lao Zhu said.

"That's your house."

With Ji Boying's words, Lao Zhu felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and the cigarette at the corner of his mouth suddenly lost its fragrance.

Our Forbidden City was burned? ? !
"Which thief set the fire, we will kill him alive!"

As soon as Lao Zhu's words came out, an embarrassing figure with disheveled hair climbed up the steps of the hall of worship, muttering "rebellious ministers and thieves", and happened to show half of his head, meeting the murderous light in Lao Zhu's eyes.

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at the same time.

The Forbidden City, outside the Meridian Gate.

Zhu Di in battle armor, surrounded by Zhu Neng, Li Jinglong and other generals, was about to pass through the Meridian Gate on his horse. At this time, Zhu Laosi was so excited that he tied his head to his belt for more than four years. He was born and survived all dangers.

This supreme position is finally close at hand now.

And he Zhu Laosi has the capital to be proud. Looking at the more than 1000 years after the first emperor, he was able to rebel successfully as a vassal king, and Zhu Di was the only one who counted.

At this moment, a editor of the Imperial Academy rushed out from the welcoming officials and stood in front of Zhu Di's horse.

"Who dares to stop him?!"

Li Jinglong, the first God of War of the Ming Dynasty, wearing a handsome red robe, reined in his horse and shouted loudly.

Facing the intimidation and coercion from the God of War, the young Hanlin did not have the slightest fear, but just watched Zhu Di calmly.

"The minister is Yang Rong, the editor of the Imperial Academy. You should ask His Highness."

"Go to the mausoleum first, and ascend the throne first."

After one sentence was settled, Zhu Di's expression changed suddenly. Realizing the seriousness of the problem, he hastily turned his horse's head around.

"Decree Yingtian Baiguan to pay homage to Xiaoling Mausoleum with this king."

The seemingly simple order of visiting the mausoleum and ascending the throne is actually a matter of whether Zhu Laosi is right or not.

According to the ritual system of the Ming Dynasty, before the new emperor ascended the throne, he had to pay homage to the tomb of the first emperor. Therefore, Zhu Di first visited the Xiaoling Mausoleum to explain to the world that Zhu Di's throne has nothing to do with Zhu Yunqi, but he inherited it from Emperor Taizu Gao.

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