Zhu Gaoxu, King of Han Dynasty, was arranging his big beard.
Ever since he fought against himself in Hongxi time and space, ever since he knew his original fate, Zhu Gaoxu has completely figured out one thing.
If you are as tough as you were in the other two time-spaces, you will have no future.
To do things, especially big things, you need to use your brain.
Therefore, last night he buried himself in the vast sea of history books, reading almost all the people who usurped the throne in history, just to choose someone to emulate.
Including those who failed to usurp the throne, I also read them all. After all, failure is a success.
Finally, at 3:30 pm (5:45 am), Zhu Gaoxu finally chose the target of his struggle.
The king of Han, Chen Jun, Wang Mang!
'From today on, I will learn from Wang Mang's forbearance and establish an image of being loyal to the emperor and serving the country! Gain the trust of the boss and nephew!'
Taking a deep breath, Zhu Gaoxu looked at the Yangju Hall in front of him, and his brows couldn't help but wrinkled. Although the roll call had been called for so long, why didn't anyone call him into the hall?
According to past experience, as long as the father is in the palace, he will be summoned soon.
He came today to request an order to go to Le'an Prefecture to join the feudal clan. In Zhu Gaoxu's view, this was the first step in his path of forbearance.
Once he chooses to become a vassal, it means that he announces to the outside world that he, King Zhu Gaoxu of Han Dynasty, has completely given up his desire to seize the direct descendants. In this way, all the forces in the court that were already leaning towards him will all turn to Prince Zhu Gaochi.
And this is Zhu Gaoxu's purpose. He wants to take the initiative to cut off his own wings in order to achieve the ultimate intention of paralyzing his opponent.
"Second brother!"
At this moment, a voice came from behind.
The arrogant layman Zhu Gaosui quickly ran up from behind, looking very excited.
"Second brother, what are you doing? I heard that you want to ask the old man for an order to go to Le'an? Are you not awake? There is something wrong with your brain?!"
Zhu Gaosui said anxiously.
"Oh."
Zhu Gaoxu glanced at Zhu Gaosui and said nothing.
'Wonderful little shit.'
At this moment, a eunuch ran out of the Yangju Hall and quickly came to Zhu Gaoxu.
"His Royal Highness the King of Han, Your Majesty has summoned you."
After Zhu Gaoxu heard this, he took a deep breath and changed his face, trying his best to look like he had seen through the power and had reformed his past.
"Um."
Zhu Gaoxu nodded, and then walked up to the Yangju Hall.
Zhu Gaosui behind him also subconsciously wanted to follow. After all, this process had been done in the past, but this time he was stopped by the eunuch.
"Um?"
Zhu Gaosui was stunned and stared at the eunuch. He, the majestic King of Zhao, was actually stopped by a young eunuch.
"Arrogant!"
After saying this, the eunuch didn't panic at all. He bowed respectfully to Zhu Gaosui before speaking.
"His Royal Highness, King Zhao, has a will."
Ding.
Zhu Gaosui was stunned for a moment, and then he knelt down in front of the little eunuch with a snap.
The little eunuch looked at Zhu Gaosui who was kneeling obediently, snickering secretly, then cleared his throat, straightened his body and spoke out.
"His Majesty's Oral Order."
"I ordered Zhao Wang Zhu Gaosui to leave Beijing immediately and join the feudal clan. There must be no mistake."
"Appreciate this...!"
As soon as the sound fell, Zhu Gaosui was stunned.
Leaving Beijing to become a feudal lord?!
The one who came to ask for a vassal was the second child, so he was doing his own stupid thing? Did Dad make a mistake?!
Zhu Gaosui subconsciously wanted to enter the palace, but was blocked by the young eunuch.
"Your Highness, His Majesty's instructions are for you to leave the capital immediately. Please prepare as soon as possible."
The little eunuch left a word and ran away.
at the same time.
Stay in the palace.
When Zhu Gaoxu crossed the threshold of the main hall, his nose twitched slightly, and there was a scent in the air that he had never smelled before, but it smelled very good.
For a moment, I felt my scalp was slightly numb and my mouth watered.
Subconsciously he looked up and saw five people sitting at a royal table in front of the palace, all eating something he had never seen before.
'Grandpa Taizu, Immortal Master...'
'Why are the boss and nephew here?'
‘What are they eating? It looks so delicious, I want to eat it!’
Feeling uneasy and suppressing his desire to feast, Zhu Gaoxu stepped forward and bowed respectfully to each of them.
"Meet the Immortal Master, Imperial Grandfather, and Imperial Father."
Say it.
Zhu Gaoxu paused for a moment, then bowed to Zhu Gaochi again.
"My dear brother, see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, see His Royal Highness the Grand Sun."
In terms of status, both Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji have been registered as princes, so they are kings, and Zhu Gaoxu is a minister. There is a distinction between king and minister, and they should be respectful.
I thought I would get some repercussions for such a showy move.
As a result, no one paid attention to him.
Just when Zhu Gaoxu was muttering in his heart.
"Second child."
Old Zhu Di, who was sitting on the right side of Ji Boying, put down his chopsticks after finishing a piece of tripe and looked at Zhu Gaoxu, who was standing in the hall.
Old Zhu Di finished his words.
Eight royal guards entered the palace carrying a large vat.
With a 'bang' sound, the vat fell to the ground.
‘?!’
Zhu Gaoxu glanced at the large brass vat beside him, his pupils shrank sharply, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He recalled what Hong Xi and Zhu Gaoxu had said to him. In the end, Xuande Zhu Gaoxu died of being cooked alive in a vat.
Is the old man going to roast himself?!
My legs couldn't help but tremble and tremble.
Old Zhu Di wiped the red oil from the corners of his mouth and then stood up.
Ji Boying and Lao Zhu did not speak out on how to deal with Yongle Zhu Gaoxu.
For Ji Boying, this is a matter of Yongle time and space. He is only responsible for clarifying this matter. He is only responsible for the elder Guo Zuo.
As for how to deal with it in the end, that is a matter for Old Zhu Di, Yongle, to take the lead.
As for Lao Zhu, it can be said that Lao Zhu, who was in the 13th year of Hongwu, had no relationship with Zhu Gaoxu at all. In the opinion of Lao Zhu, he cut him off directly to avoid future troubles.
Old Zhu Di walked towards Zhu Gaoxu step by step.
The satin embroidered handkerchief flicked in his hand and landed directly on Zhu Gaoxu's face. Then he pulled a knife from the hand of the Jin Yiwei next to him and threw it at Zhu Gaoxu's side with a clang.
"Want to rebel?"
"Give you a chance to kill me."
The voice was very soft, but when it fell on Zhu Gaoxu's ears, it was like a lightning strike.
thump.
Zhu Gaoxu knelt down and his back was completely soaked.
"Dad, dad..."
"Son, I don't dare, I don't dare to rebel!"
"My son, I came to the palace this time just to ask for permission to join the vassal state! From now on, I will never ask about state affairs again! Please give me permission, Father!"
A ringing sound of 'Bang'.
Old Zhu Di came to the kneeling Zhu Gaoxu and squatted down.
He slowly raised his hand and landed on Zhu Gaoxu's head.
There is love deep in those wrinkled eyes, which is the love of a father for his son.
But this fatherly love deep in his eyes.
The next moment, he was ruthlessly replaced by the emperor.
In the eyes of an iron-blooded emperor like Old Zhu Di, nothing in the world can beat the inheritance of the empire, not even his favorite son.
Just like when Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty killed his favorite Gou Yi in order to preserve the inheritance of the throne.
"Put it in."
Put your hands away and stand up.
The Jin Yiwei immediately stepped forward and lifted up Zhu Gaoxu who was stunned.
"Father!"
At this time, fat Zhu Gaochi stepped forward quickly and lowered his voice and spoke beside Old Zhu Di.
"Father, the illusion that the Immortal Master showed us just now is only a possibility for the future, not an established fact."
"What's more, the second child has not rebelled. If my father cooks him to death, what will all the officials think of him in the future? What will the clan think of it? What will the people of the world think of it?"
"Tiger poison will not eat its children, let alone the fact that my father is the Son of Heaven."
"Besides, since it is now known that the second child has the intention to tolerate rebellion, my son and Zhan Ji will be more careful about the second child in the future. Otherwise, they will be like Hong Xi's second child, imprisoning all his beings in the imperial capital, and granting him
It is better to live a life of wealth and honor than to talk about it in future generations."
Old Zhu Di looked at his eldest son and frowned.
Throughout his life, because of Jing Nan, he has already gained a reputation for usurping the throne and killing his nephew. If he now carries the reputation of killing his son again, how will future generations speak of his Yongle era?
"From now on, all the guards of the King of Han will be removed, and all the guards of the King of Han will be banned. No one will be allowed to leave even half a step without an edict from the emperor."
"Violating the order will be punished by execution without mercy."
"In addition, give Zhu Zhanqi, the second son of the King of Han, a glass of poisonous wine."
As soon as he said this, Zhu Gaoxu, who had just been thrown into the vat, felt his heart buzzing and his whole face looked confused.
I stayed up all night last night and finally selected someone to study with. I was preparing to survive until the old man passed away, and then started to gradually implement my plan. Why was it that I was already cold before I even took the first step?
ah!
Damn, I don’t want to play anymore!
Then, Old Zhu Di waved his hand.
Zhu Gaoxu, including himself and the vat, were carried out by the Jin Yiwei.
Outside the hall, Zhu Gaosui, who was confused and angry at the moment, was thinking about how to find a way to meet the old man.
Suddenly, he saw eight Jinyi guards walking out carrying a large vat, and a bearded head hanging on the edge of the vat, so they quickly got closer.
"Second brother, what kind of novel way is this?"
At this time.
Inside the palace.
"Master Immortal, how are we doing with the state of Zuo?"
"If it still doesn't work, I will immediately add a decree to kill the second child to avoid future troubles."
Old Zhu Di quickly came to the table and looked closely at Ji Boying, thinking about the elder Guo Zuo in Yongle time and space.
‘Guo Zuo?’
Big Fat and Xiao Zhu were stunned for a moment, and then they all reacted instantly.
Both of them were students in the training class for the Emperor and the Crown Prince. After attending so many classes, they naturally knew about the existence of the hanging board next to the podium in class.
'It turns out that in this class, the results of Guo Zuo in various time and space were announced, but I just don't know how the Guo Zuo in other time and space are like?'
Big Fat Xiao Zhu was thinking in his heart.
"Um."
Ji Boying took a sip of hot pot noodles, put down his chopsticks, and wiped the oil from the corners of his mouth.
As his mind turned, he refreshed the state of Yongle time and space again.
In front of the light screen, numbers are flowing rapidly.
Single digit: 9.
Tens digit: 9.
Numbers in the hundreds are still circulating at an extremely fast speed.
Finally, gradually stop.
Hundreds digit: 3.
"399."
Ji Boying glanced at Old Zhu Di and spoke calmly.
There is only one year left to reach 400.
This result is very strong.
Suddenly, Old Zhu Di's face, which had been cold for a long time, finally smiled.
"Okay, now you can summarize it yourself."
"Lao Zhu, it's time for us to leave."
Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu. Next, he would take Lao Zhu to visit homes in several other time and space, and conduct a major rectification on the problems in each time and space.
Lao Zhu put down his chopsticks and nodded.
As for the Yongle time and space of 399 years, which is 24 years longer than his Hongwu time of 375 years, he no longer feels much about it. Perhaps it is because of Zhu Gaoxu's episode that Lao Zhu underestimated this achievement.
Swish.
The figures of Ji Boying and Lao Zhu disappeared.
"Father, how many years have Zuo been in the states of other time and space?"
"Yes, Grandpa Huang, tell us quickly."
Big fat little Zhu looked at old Zhu Di and asked repeatedly, his face filled with comparison.
The old Zhu family are all kings of rolls.
(Zhu Yijun: Volume? Destroy it, whatever you like.)
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Jianwen Time and Space.
Yingtian, Prince Yan's Mansion.
At this moment, in the study room, Zhu Laosi and Monk Dao Yan were sitting face to face, with wooden cards placed on the table in the middle.
Each wooden sign is engraved with different words, including "nobility", "office salary", "cabinet", "military system", "imperial examination", "Wang Tian Zhan Bi" and so on.
Since taking the class, Zhu Laosi has developed a habit. Every time a reform is implemented, he must make a small wooden sign with his own hands and carry it with him anytime and anywhere.
As if to remind myself not to forget these modifications.
"Your Highness, the construction of the Royal Tiangong Institute has been handed over to the Ministry of Industry for implementation. The first batch of candidates are also being selected. It is estimated that a prototype will be available in one quarter. The Royal Medical Institute and the Chinese Academy of Sciences are also being reorganized."
"These are the new policies that have just been implemented. The country has not been extended as expected. The problem should not arise here."
Dao Yan looked at the small wooden plaques on the table, stroked his beard and said.
"Um."
Zhu Laosi nodded, he agreed with Dao Yan's view.
"Then what does Master think the problem is?"
Zhu Laosi frowned. He was extremely dissatisfied with the fact that his time and space had only extended Guo Zuo's achievements by 39 years.
"I think the problem lies with the southern gentry."
Dao Yan's words made the point clear.
"The various restructuring laws promulgated by His Highness are simple to enact in the temple, but once they are implemented downwards, they will definitely encounter many obstacles."
"This group of southern gentry has their hearts set on Jianwen, and they are not one and the same with His Highness."
After hearing this, Zhu Laosi's brows furrowed even more tightly.
His original plan was to wait until the Jingnan was successful, then immediately build a palace in Peiping and start moving the capital.
In this way, the restrictions of the southern gentry can be cut off as quickly as possible. As long as these gentry are moved to the north and their intricate foundation is lost, there will be no trouble.
But after attending many lessons, Zhu Laosi finally understood the meaning of what the immortal master said to him when he first met him.
The world in the future will be an era of great changes in the world for a hundred years, an era of great navigation, and an era of Ming Dynasty in which the sun never sets all over the world. This makes the geographical location of the south even more advantageous.
In addition, with the establishment of the Royal Tiangong Academy and the rapid development of firearms, within fifty years, the Tartars in Mobei would be nothing more than a group of living targets and would no longer pose a threat to the Ming Dynasty.
"Master's words are also the result of loneliness."
For more than half a year, Zhu Laosi has been deeply constrained by this group of southern gentry, and Jianwen also gets sick from time to time.
The ministers in the court, although all of them appeared to be submissive, shouting that they only obey the orders of the Regent.
But in the next dynasty, when it is really necessary to govern, most of them are stumbling in secret, or they are passive and sabotage.
This can be seen from the incident of conquering Japan.
The progress of raising military supplies alone was extremely slow. In anger, Zhu Laosi ordered the execution of several officials who were responsible for raising military supplies, so that the military supplies could be completed as scheduled.
And this is just a small microcosm.
Furthermore, due to historical issues, especially the division of Han people into Han people and Southerners during the Yuan Dynasty, the conflict between the north and the south has intensified.
Although during the Hongwu period, Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang did many things to bridge the rift between the north and the south.
For example, the debate between Hua and Yi can rekindle people's identification with Chinese history and reshape the sense of national unity.
For example, a large number of northern scholars were recruited, and officials from the north and the south were exchanged.
Such as moving a large number of southerners to the north and other measures to promote the integration of the north and the south.
But in the hands of Zhu Laosi, this contradiction between the north and the south still exists.
He also thought about how to solve it, but apart from moving the capital, he really couldn't think of anything else to add to Taizu's plan.
Zhu Laosi has always wanted to consult the immortal master on this issue, but he has never found the opportunity.
The words fall.
"Problem found?"
A voice sounded in the study room.
Zhu Laosi and Dao Yan were both startled, and then quickly stood up and saluted.
"Immortal Master, Father Emperor (Emperor Taizu)."
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ps: Recently, some friends in the group mentioned Nan Ming.
Let me give you some accurate information first. Although Nanming was excluded from Guozuo, the four emperors of Nanming could write it.