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

Chapter 89 Bao Zong: Why is it too urgent to meet each other!Jiajing 25 years! (5.4K asking for a monthly pass!)

Who wants to betray me? !
A word to awaken the dreamer.

Originally, Emperor Jingtai had just turned around and his consciousness was still in a daze.

The moment he heard the word '骟', he felt numb from head to toe, and he woke up completely.

He thought it was Zhu Qizhen who specially sent someone to kill him in order to take revenge on him.

He almost became the first emperor in history to lose jer.

bang.

The moment Zhu Qiyu opened his eyes, the young eunuchs, including the novice craftsman, were so frightened that they knelt down.

"His Majesty…!"

"You finally woke up~!"

"But it scared the old slave to death."

The Xing'an eunuch burst into tears with excitement, and quickly helped Zhu Qiyu up.

In the Ming Dynasty, the eunuchs with the seals of the ceremonial supervisors were all bound to the emperor. The emperor lived and had unlimited glory. When the emperor died, he could only guard the mausoleum of the Daxing emperor.

And this Xing'an eunuch knew in his heart that now that the Supreme Emperor was restored, he might not even be able to guard the mausoleum.

Zhu Qiyu, who was supported by the Xing'an eunuch and sat on the bed, took a deep breath, and frowned tightly while covering his stomach, feeling the unbearable colic pain, and his whole body felt even more top-heavy.

He leaned quietly, bowed his head and remained silent.

The dull air pressure made the old eunuch Xing'an dare not say a word.

call…

A long exhalation.

The hostility in Zhu Qiyu's eyes disappeared at this moment.

Especially after experiencing the blood-vomiting and fainting just now, Zhu Qiyu has completely figured it out.

Now that the matter has happened and the seizure of the door has become a fact, no matter how angry I am, it is useless.

not to mention…

This Emperor Jingtai smiled suddenly, as if he was muttering to himself, or asking the old eunuch beside him.

"If I collapse, what will happen to the world and what will happen to the country."

"This…"

The old Xing'an eunuch naturally didn't dare to answer.

When the anger returned to calm, the first thought in Emperor Jingtai's mind was, what would happen to this country, this world, and this country if he really died.

"Perhaps letting him be the emperor is the best choice at present."

"Father chose him back then, and that position originally belonged to him."

Thinking of this, his heart completely calmed down.

And as an emperor who was never born and seriously ill, he actually had no choice.

Hundreds of officials wanted to make Zhu Jianshen the crown prince, and the reason why he planned to come to court today was because he planned to accept the advice of the officials and agreed to appoint Zhu Jianshen along the way.

For Zhu Qiyu, there is essentially no difference between Zhu Jianshen's ascension to the throne and Zhu Qizhen's ascension to the throne.

"I want to go out for a walk."

"Hey, take it easy, Your Majesty."

Xing'an carefully supported Zhu Qiyu.

When the feet just landed and the little eunuch was putting on shoes for Emperor Jingtai, Emperor Jingtai who was sitting on the bed looked up subconsciously.

Beside the censer by the window in the Warm Pavilion, two figures stood in his eyes, one of which he believed he had never seen before, and the other, Zhu Qiyu's vague childhood memory quickly told him the answer.

Zhu Qiyu smiled, very happily.

"It seems that my time is really approaching."

"I actually saw the first emperor."

With cloudy eyes, Emperor Jingtai slowly raised his hand.

He still remembered that when he was a child, his father seldom came to see him, and every time he went to say hello, he would watch his father hold his elder brother's hand and make fun of him.

At that moment, he longed for himself to be the one being held.

"Father, are you here to take me home?"

In Yuji Tianxia, ​​he became emperor for eight years, and in this lonely city, Zhu Qiyu never felt that the Forbidden City was his home.

Trapped in power and desire, I have long forgotten where I am.

Zhu Qiyu's voice heard that all the eunuchs, including Xing'an eunuch, were taken aback. The group of eunuchs subconsciously followed Zhu Qiyu's gaze. The little eunuchs are okay, most of them entered the palace during the Jingtai period, and they didn't recognize anyone.

But these old eunuchs in Xing'an shrank their pupils in shock, and knelt down with a plop, their scalps numb from fright.

"First, first emperor!"

They all bowed their heads on the ground, not daring to look up, and they all recited Amitabha Buddha in their hearts, thinking that they must burn some incense to the Buddha after returning home.

'This Emperor Jingtai is much better than I expected. '

Ji Boying looked at Jingtai Emperor Zhu Qiyu, who was sitting on the edge of the bed with a thin face, how he could still care about the world when he was dying.

For this alone, Jingtai Zhu Qiyu can be regarded as a wise king, much better than that of Baozong.

Most of the historiography of later generations classifies Jingtai Zhu Qiyu as a mediocre and weak master.

There are even some popular books that would rather whitewash Bao Zong into a white lotus bewitched by others, but also turn Emperor Jingtai into a scheming villain.

So that the people of later generations who don't know much about history, the first impression of this Emperor Jingtai is that he does nothing every day, and he is busy with only one thing from morning to night, and that is to set up a reserve for his son.

Movies and TV dramas are even more nonsense. Emperor Jingtai is slovenly, even his clothes and hair are messed up.

But Ji Boying wanted to give Zhu Qiyu an evaluation: Emperor Jingtai is a good man and a good emperor.

foreign.

In the battle of defending Beiping, the world attributed the credit to Qian's body, and most of them ignored the emperor Jingtai.

But reality is not the case. A ship that is tossing in the wind and rain, if there is no captain who can stabilize the market, no matter how powerful the helmsman is, it will not escape the fate of capsizing.

Without Emperor Jingtai, there would have been no great victory in the Battle of Beiping. There is hardly any controversy on this point.

Therefore, the sword is certainly sharp.

But the person who uses this knife is more important.

Inside.

Yu Qian, Li Xian, Shang Ren, Wang Yue, Wang Wen, Chen Xun, etc...

This group of capable ministers who left their names in later generations was not inferior to any dynasty in history. The only eunuch Xing'an he trusted was an honest man, even Yu Qian praised him.

There is no need for too many words to express the praise of the virtuous and corporal, the employment without doubt, the kindness to the subjects, the compassion for the people, and so on.

No matter internally or externally, Emperor Jingtai can be called a wise king, and he Zhu Qiyu is worthy of the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty.

And the reason why he is a good person is easier to understand.

If Jingtai Zhu Qiyu is not a benevolent generation, Zhu Qizhen still wants to win the door?
An emperor who holds great power in office really wants to do it, but can he still do it with a stick?
If this is changed to Datang Li Er.

The first possibility is that Bao Zong will die in Wala with a high probability. After all, the grassland is so big, and the tribes migrate frequently. It is completely normal for someone to get lost occasionally, and then be gnawed to the bone by wolves.

The second is that even after Bao Zong was brought back, his body might suddenly become ill and he died in an unknown night.

There are simply not too many ways for Zhu Qiyu to kill Zhu Qizhen, and he doesn't even need to move his hands, as long as there is an instruction, someone will naturally do it.

To sum it up.

It's hard to say what Zhu Qiyu was like before he ascended the throne.

But after ascending to the throne, Zhu Qiyu, who has lived as an emperor for eight years, can definitely be regarded as a qualified, even excellent emperor.

The only downside.

This guy doesn't know what he has done all these years to make a mess of his body, especially the reproductive function, which is most likely damaged, which is what later generations often call acquired infertility.

Facing Zhu Qiyu, Emperor Xuande remained silent, and stepped up to Zhu Qiyu.

Under the influence of the idea that he should be the son, since Zhu Qiyu was born, his eyes have been on Zhu Qizhen, and basically he didn't pay much attention to this second son, and he didn't even think about it when he became the crown prince.

But it turns out that he was wrong.

Not compared with his court emperor, at least compared with his eldest son Zhu Qizhen, Zhu Qiyu is simply a cloud in the sky and a castle in the palace.

"As a father, I am proud of you."

Emperor Xuande raised his hand and stroked Jingtai Zhu Qiyu's head.

At this moment, Zhu Qiyu was stunned.

His eye sockets quickly turned red, and tears welled up.

He didn't cry when the country was about to fall, he didn't cry when his only son died, and he didn't cry when his elder brother robbed him of the door.

But at this moment, under Emperor Xuande's few words from his father, he cried like a 30-year-old child.

Because, this is the approval from the father.

Regardless of the emperor or the common people, this is the highest evaluation that any Son of Man can hope for.

In this scene of affection between father and son, Xing'an eunuch immediately winked at the surrounding young eunuchs, and the kneeling young eunuchs immediately lowered their heads and quickly crawled out of Xinuang Pavilion.

"Father, my son is tired."

"Take Erchen away."

Zhu Qiyu looked up at Emperor Xuande, his rosy eyes were full of tired sincerity, he really didn't want to live anymore.

The persecution by all the officials, the serious illness, and the covetousness of his elder brother all made him exhausted.

"You can't go yet."

A voice broke this rare father's true love at this moment.

Ji Boying walked up slowly, and looked at Zhu Qiyu for a while.

"Eat this, there is a specific dosage plan on it."

Throwing it casually, more than a dozen pills fell on Zhu Qiyu's dragon couch like snowflakes.

"This……"

Zhu Qiyu was taken aback looking at these 'medicines' that he had never seen before.

"Give me medicine to cure your illness."

Ji Boying recognized Zhu Qiyu's illness at a glance, acute gastric ulcer.

The reason why his judgment was so accurate was because Ji Boying himself had to live through it. He was sent to the emergency department when he burst into liver code words.

The medicine he gave Zhu Qiyu was also the medicine he had taken before, some commonly used western medicine for treating acute gastric ulcer.

Because the acute gastric ulcer caused colic in his body, he couldn't eat, and he couldn't infuse nutrient solution these days, so Emperor Jingtai lost weight so quickly.

In fact, if this disease is released to future generations, it will not be a major problem. As long as it is sent to the hospital for treatment in time, some people in good condition may not even need to stay in the hospital.

But in this era, if you delay the reason for not being sure for a period of time, it would be a desperate attempt.

Once the acute gastric ulcer is prolonged, it will start to worsen, and when it is severe, it will lead to gastric perforation and massive bleeding. In this era, once a large organ bleeding occurs, it is basically the end of the game.

In fact, in ancient times, many people died of minor illnesses that were delayed and severe, and a large number of people could die from colds and fevers.

Historical records: Emperor Jingtai vomited a lot of blood before his death, and more than [-] doctors were helpless.

With a high probability, it is worn.

"Listen to the immortal master and take the medicine."

Emperor Xuande ordered in a condensed voice.

Zhu Qiyu was silent for a moment.

Dare you not come to take me away?Are you here to treat me?
"After taking the medicine, ask the imperial physician to prescribe you some prescriptions for nourishing blood and nourishing qi. Take a good rest for a few days, and then go to see your courtiers."

The moment he saw Zhu Qiyu, he had already made up his mind that Zhu Qiyu had to take care of this day.

"Sir?"

Hearing this, Zhu Qiyu burst out laughing.

"I'm afraid the immortal master doesn't know, I've already..."

"The matter of seizing the door has been settled, you just need to promise me one thing."

Ji Boying's eyes under the sunglasses glanced at Zhu Qiyu.

"After you recover from illness, Zhu Jianshen will be appointed as the crown prince."

"Don't feel resigned."

"Originally, after your death, Zhu Qizhen cut off your title of emperor and gave you the posthumous title of 'ruthless'. It was Zhu Jianshen who rehabilitated you after ascending the throne and restored your title of emperor."

Let Zhu Qiyu continue to be in power, and then pass on the throne to Zhu Jianshen, which is also helpless.

Ji Boying has had gastric ulcer, so he can give Zhu Qiyu medicine according to his symptoms.

But he never suffered from infertility!
Moreover, infertility is a difficult and miscellaneous disease even in later generations, such as sitting for a long time, which may lead to rice worm disease, let alone this age of lack of science.

Seizing the door settled? !

Zhu Qiyu was startled, he subconsciously looked at Emperor Xuande.

After getting the confirmation from the old father, he took a deep breath, stood up with his sick body, and bowed deeply to Ji Boying.

"Zhu Qiyu, thank you immortal master for your kindness in recreating!"

"Ah."

"After you get better, don't overdo it, eat lightly."

"Put this bunch of wind chimes away, and come to class when you recover a little bit."

After saying that, he shook the wind chime and it fell into Zhu Qiyu's hand.

Then Ji Boying's figure disappeared in place, and Emperor Xuande left with him.

Zhu Qiyu, who was holding a wind chime, was a little dazed.

Disappeared? !

After being stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on the medicine on the imperial couch, and the hope of life burned in his heart.

at the same time.

The land of Fengtianmen.

All the people who had gathered here had disappeared.

According to Ji Boying's arrangement for him, Yu Qian led his ministers to the Qianqing Palace to meet Emperor Jingtai and stabilize the world.

And Zhu Qizhen, the crazy critic, after beheading Shi Heng, Xu Youzhen, and Cao Jixiang one after another, even though his whole body was broken, he was still running around like crazy in Fengtianmen Guangting. Without the order of Emperor Jingtai, no one dared to arrest him.

Only at the corner of this door, there is a curled up figure.

'Did you forget me...'

Zhu Toubao, with tears in his eyes, looked up at the sky in despair.

Suddenly, the pupils shrank.

Because wearing a black robe, with blood-red eyes and holding a machete, the blackened Tianshun Emperor was walking towards him with inhuman steps after he couldn't find any other targets to vent his anger on.

'? ? ? ? ? ? '

Zhu Toubao was stunned for a moment, endured the pain and forcibly climbed up against the wall, turned around and started running.

As for the Heihua Tianshun Emperor who was behind, he quickened his pace and tried his best to catch up.

'Big brother, I am you! '

'You are me! '

'Why cut yourself? ! '

'It's born from the same root, so why rush each other! ! ! '

Zhu Toubao felt that he had received enough beatings today, but he never expected that he would be beaten by himself in the end.

The one who ran in front was so painful that he couldn't move an inch, like a pig crawling.

The one who was chasing after him had fractures all over his body and walked like a zombie.

In this way, the two Zhu Qizhens ran wildly in this Fengtianmen courtyard at an average speed of five miles.

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

In Hongwu time and space, the main hall of the Drunken Immortal.

When Ji Boying came back, this group of emperors and princes (except Lao Zhu and A Biao) were writing hard, copying the first volume of "Biography and Xilu".

All the real dragons who haven't handed in their homework, please copy it again.

As for the old Zhu Di and Emperor Xuande, they were punished to copy them twice.

Under the supervision of Lao Zhu, the teaching director, there is no way to find someone to copy.

This group of emperors and princes who usually don't even bother to type a √ have just written a hundred words, and their hands are already numb.

"Brother, you are back."

Old Zhu was supervising his children and grandchildren's punishment for copying, swearing a few words from time to time, drinking tea leisurely, seeing Ji Boying and Emperor Xuande appearing on the podium, he smiled and stood up to greet them.

Emperor Xuande returned to his seat very consciously, looked at the rice paper and examples on the table, and silently copied them.

"Ah."

Ji Boying nodded.

"Master~"

Xiyu came with lotus steps to serve tea to Ji Boying.

Taking the teacup, Ji Boying took a sip, then swept towards the sitting emperors and princes, counted the number of people, and frowned slightly.

The number of emperors and princes is the same when they leave and return, and there are no fewer.

But he always felt that he had missed someone, but for a while he couldn't remember who he had missed.

"Old Zhu, did you miss someone?"

Ji Boying looked at Lao Zhu.

"what?"

"No, the number of people is just right."

Old Zhu chuckled.

"Brother, didn't you say you could only stay for an hour before, why did we go for so long this time?"

In fact, Lao Zhu wanted to ask this question before, but he was too busy beating people, so he never asked.

"updated."

Ji Boying replied briefly.

Old Zhu was taken aback.

renew?

What do you mean?
"Father, the immortal master has his own way, so there is no need to ask too much detail."

Ah Biao was beside Lao Zhu, whispering softly.

"Ah, that's right, Biao'er is right."

Then Old Zhu simply stopped thinking about it, took a deep breath, and looked at Ji Boying with some eagerness.

"Brother, since these bastards don't have to go back immediately, let's finish the lesson we left earlier?"

"We can't wait!"

As soon as these words came out, all the emperors and princes who were punishing copying suddenly raised their heads.

They also want to know what the answers to these doubts buried in their hearts are.

"Ah."

Ji Boying nodded, and then said.

"I'll make an announcement first."

"Next, theoretical courses will be added with certain practical courses."

This word just fell.

Lao Zhu's eyes lit up instantly.

After a practical observation class, he still felt that the field was more interesting.

"Of course, this is different from the practical observation class. The pure practical observation class still exists, and the two are still independent courses."

Ji Boying raised his hand, and Xiyu took the teacup respectfully.

Then, get up.

"Okay, let's all stop first, let's continue the class and continue the topics we left in Tumubao."

Lianxiang, the teaching assistant at the side, had already gotten used to Ji Boying's lecture style, and stepped forward quickly, bowing and handing over the ink-soaked brush.

Ji Boying picked up the pen and took the pen away from the silver snake, and wrote "Juntun" on the rice paper behind him.

"The three keywords mentioned in the civil castle, let's talk about this one first."

"But before that."

"We have to go to a place first, and analyze the last glory of the military colony on the spot."

The eyes of the emperors and princes lit up again.

Simple classroom listening, no matter how focused you are, there will be times when you are tired. For example, young people like Xiao Zhusi and Yongle Zhu Zhanji will fall asleep without paying attention.

There is a good saying in the monkey saying: If you have both style and style, you will not be afraid to travel all over the world.

"Brother, where are we going?"

As soon as he heard that he was going to go out, Lao Zhu immediately became more energetic. He stopped drinking tea, and handed the teacup to Xiao Zhusi who was beside him.

"In the 25th year of Jiajing, Dengzhou Wei."

The moment the word Jiajing came out, the eyes of the three Zhu Di including the little Zhu Si and the three Qianjin Zhu Gaochi all lit up, their hunger and thirst like wolves and tigers made people tremble with fear.

"that…"

Zhu Biao on the side looked hesitant, hesitant to speak.

Taking a deep breath, he still chose to open his mouth.

"Master Immortal, can you take me with you this time?"

A Biao looked at Ji Boying enthusiastically, and his voice was three parts pitiful, three parts begging, three parts disturbed, and one part angry.

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