Zhu Changluo, who was being watched by dozens of ancestors, felt very confused at this moment, with sincere fear in his heart, and his face was full of doubts.

Other emperors, except Lao Wanli, have already attended two classes.

These emperors and princes probably already know the teaching methods of practical observation classes.

The topics left over from the previous class generally refer to the next emperor.

According to the order of the emperor's reign, after Lao Wanli, it is naturally Zhu Changluo.

"This, this is me?"

It was not easy, but I finally reacted.

"One month?"

The moment he realized that he was the Emperor in January, Zhu Changluo was stunned and his pupils shrank sharply.

I had to endure it for thirty-nine years before I sent my father away, and then I became the emperor for a month?!

"To be precise, it's 29 days."

Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Changluo.

Cock!

Zhu Changluo felt the thunder in his heart roar again and his head was buzzing.

I’m not even a month old yet!

"Okay, let's wait until the next class to talk about the specific class content."

Ji Boying glanced at all the emperors and princes present.

The whole process of the Ming Dynasty’s Mysterious Case of the Red Pill is confusing.

Some say it was regicide, some said it was poisoning, some said it was suicide. Anyway, there are various inferences, and there are endless disputes in later generations. So far, there is no result, and it has become an unsolved case in the history of the Ming Dynasty.

This red pill process cannot be explained clearly in a short while.

Moreover, Ji Boying actually also had doubts in his heart about what was going on in the Red Pill case.

If you want to know the answer and the truth, you can only go to Taichang time and space in person to find out what this red pill is.

Of course, before going.

Ji Boying also needs to bring a few people, such as Li Shizhen and other medical masters, to conduct an expert consultation to avoid delaying the rescue.

"After this class, you must continue the reforms in your respective time and space."

"Especially the second batch of students."

"You will have half a year to a year to implement your own reforms. When the time is up, the wind chimes will ring, and your Taizu and I will assess each of your dynasties."

The words fell.

The students of the second period of Tianzi all felt a thump in their hearts, and they all lowered their heads and started flipping through their notes, just like the night before the final exam in college.

"get out of class is over."

Ji Boying waved his hand.

Announce the end of get out of class.

Just as the three Zhu Gaochi were preparing to run away with their buckets.

"B two, C two, D one."

A meal for three people.

"Stay and repair the door."

After Ji Boying finished speaking, he looked at Emperor Hong Xi and paused for a moment.

"Ding Yi (Hong Xi Da Pang) is not in good health, and Ding Er (Hong Xi Xiao Zhu) is taking over the job."

Hong Xi and Zhu Zhanji, who had originally planned to run away and go home, suddenly felt a thump in their hearts.

Repair the door? I can only tear it down!

After saying that, Ji Boying turned around and walked down from the podium, walked straight to the mahogany stairs, and walked along the stairs into the private room on the top of the pavilion. He planned to refresh what figures Guo Zuo had become in Wanli time and space.

He wanted to see what kind of improvement this braided battle would bring to Wanli Time and Space.

Lao Zhu winked at A Biao, who nodded, then stood up and left.

Lao Zhu, on the other hand, took the lead to follow Ji Boying, walked up the mahogany stairs together, and then entered the private room on the top of the pavilion. Lao Zhu Di and Zhu Laosi looked at Lao Zhu's back in silence for a moment, and then followed him.
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Hongwu Xiao Zhusi originally wanted to follow him, but after thinking about it, he finally turned around and left Zuixian Tower.

He had to continue preparing for the voyage, and now he had completely given up on the idea of ​​becoming a prince.

Now that you have given up, you must learn to consciously separate yourself from the decision-making level. This is the greatest help to the country.

Even though the emperors and princes of other time and space wanted to follow and join in the fun, they did not dare to follow.

After all, by status, they are all children and grandchildren.

Especially the second-term emperors, with Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen as the sub-class leader, frowned. They had to go back to review quickly, and then implement policies accordingly, preparing for the assessment from the immortal master and Taizu.

They all stood up, and then group after group disappeared in the main hall.

Only the Jiajing Immortal looked calm. Six years had passed since his Jiajing time and space. Zhang Cong had already done almost all the things he had to do in the early stage. This time when he went back, he only had to practice what he had recently learned.

In the main hall.

There were only three Zhu Gaochi, Hongxi Zhu Zhanji, and Emperor Xuande who stayed to repair the door.

Emperor Xuande, he stayed because he had other things to do.

Looking up at the top of the pavilion, Emperor Xuande, who originally planned to go find the immortal master immediately after class, saw Lao Zhu and several Zhu Di follow him into the top of the pavilion.

After thinking for a moment, I decided not to compete with Taizu for priority.

I decided to wait until Lao Zhu was finished before looking for the immortal master.

At this time.

Pavilion top elegant room.

Ji Boying sat by the window, Lao Zhu sat opposite him, and Lao Zhu Di and Zhu Laosi sat to the side.

"Eat first."

At this moment, it is already noon in Hongwu time and space.

I saw Ji Boying lightly tapping the corner of the table with his finger, and in an instant, nine dishes appeared on the table.

"Aged Huadiao Drunk West Wind Crab" "Steamed Eastern Star Spot" "Pompora Roast Rice Cake" "Teppanyaki Wagyu Beef Grains" "Braised Spicy Snail Pork" "Fish Maw Yellow Croaker Soup" "Crispy Squab" "…………"
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"These are some of Xinrongji's signature dishes. They taste average and are just okay."

Ji Boying spoke calmly.

‘New Rong Ji?’

Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, and Zhu Laosi, the three fathers and sons all repeated the name in their minds. They were sure that they had never heard of this store.

Subconsciously, I moved my chopsticks.

Lao Zhu first picked up a piece of pomfret, Lao Zhu Di picked up a piece of wagyu beef, and Zhu Laosi ate spicy snail meat.

Entrance to dishes.

In an instant, the eyes of the three of them suddenly went straight.

That’s not to say that the Ming Dynasty didn’t have cooks who knew how to cook. The craftsmanship of the royal chefs in the Forbidden City was definitely first-rate in the Ming Dynasty, but even their first-rate craftsmanship was no match for modern Hex technology.

The birth of a large number of seasonings and condiments has completely crushed the taste of some dishes.

Next.

The three people who followed us originally had something to do, but now they didn't say a word and just kept working hard.

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This made Zhu Gaochi, who was repairing the door of the elegant room, almost gulped down his saliva when smelling the aroma.

And Ji Boying.

It was during this period that the country of Wanli time and space was refreshed.

One hundred and ten, three numbers were flowing rapidly in front of his eyes.

Ji Boying didn't bother to look at the changes in these numbers.

Picking up a roasted and crispy squab leg with chopsticks, he slowly nibbled on it.

One bite, the skin is crispy and tender, melts in your mouth, delicious.

‘Well, Xinrongji’s food is indeed good.’
To be continued...