The Qinhuai River reflects, and the stars break at dawn.
The diligent and poor people have already gone out to work, while those who control 99% of the wealth are sleeping soundly at home with their beautiful concubines in their arms.
Zuixian Tower, main hall.
Ji Boying and Yu Qian sat facing each other.
There were two cups of coffee on the table, with smoke rising slightly. Next to the coffee, there was a piece of red triangular cake.
"This thing is called red velvet. Yu Shaobao can try it."
Ji Boying took a spoonful of cake and a sip of coffee.
Yu Qian just looked at it and took a deep breath instead of eating or drinking.
"Yu Qian has already thought about the immortal's problem last night."
Ji Boying said nothing and waited for Yu Qian to continue.
"The battle of Ruitumubao was not a great defeat, but a great victory."
"I will choose King Xiang Zhu Zhanzhen."
Yu Qian, who made this choice, has obviously obtained the secret of the mind, broken through the constraints of the world, and guided everything according to the direction of the heart.
Ji Boying took a sip of coffee.
‘King Xiang Zhu Zhanyi.’
King Xiang Zhu Zhanzhen was later called the most powerful imperial uncle in the Ming Dynasty.
He and Xuanzong Zhu Zhanji were brothers from the same mother. They were both born to the Empress Dowager Zhang. He was known as a wise king. He oversaw the country twice in his life and was infinitely close to the supreme imperial power three times.
This kind of person who is most likely to be killed by a new king actually lived through seven dynasties and six emperors safely, and died at the age of seventy-two.
Historical records: He is dignified and alert, and has a good reputation.
For the Ming Dynasty vassal kings who did not hold real power, this kind of praise was already extremely high.
Although it is said that the vassal kings of the Ming Dynasty were not allowed to serve in politics, so Xiang Wang Zhu Zhanzhen did not leave any commendable achievements in the history books, but if you say that this kind of person has few brushes, you will not believe it.
"Well, I understand."
Zhu Zhanzhen has one of the greatest advantages, that is, he lives a long time, and his talents are not inferior to Zhu Zhanji no matter how you look at them.
If Tumubao is victorious, the Ming Dynasty's national fortunes continue to prosper, and Zhu Zhanzhen succeeds to the throne, the Ming Dynasty will be stable for at least forty years, and the overall national strength may reach a higher level.
But for Ji Boying, once Zhu Zhanzhen takes over the Ming Dynasty in the orthodox time and space, the order of inheritance of the emperors in the orthodox time and space will instantly change, and it will be uncertain in the future. This is Ji Boying's biggest dilemma.
However, there is an old saying.
It cannot be broken or established.
As soon as Ji Boying finished speaking, footsteps came from outside the door.
I saw Xiao Zhu Si dressed in brocade clothes and looking heroic, quickly stepping across the threshold and entering the main hall.
It's hard to say about other aspects. When it comes to class, Xiao Zhusi is the most active, but from a certain perspective, he is also the most idle, so it is natural that he comes early.
"Meet the Immortal Master."
Xiao Zhu came to Ji Boying's table with a smile and saluted respectfully.
"Who is this?"
When I discovered Yu Qian's existence, I couldn't help but be a little surprised, what a new face!
"My guests, today we will participate in our first practical observation class."
As soon as Ji Boying said this, Xiao Zhusi's face immediately became solemn.
"Since you are a guest of the Immortal Master, you must also be the Supreme Immortal of Tianque."
"Zhu Di, pay homage to the Immortal."
Xiao Zhu Si bowed to Yu Qian respectfully.
‘Zhu Di?!’
Before Yu Qian could react, he took a closer look at Xiao Zhu Si. When he was sure that Xiao Zhu Si was indeed Emperor Yongle, Yu Qian was shocked and stood up, bowing as well.
"I, Yu Qian, come to see the late emperor!"
Yu Qian?
Never heard of it!
Late Emperor? Who are you cursing?
"Okay, how about you two just stay here and worship heaven and earth?"
Ji Boying interrupted with a word.
Xiao Zhusi straightened up and looked at Ji Boying.
"By the way, Master Immortal, didn't that old guy Li Shanchang come to Zuixian Tower to cause trouble last night?"
"In the morning just now, this old guy dared to slander Immortal Master that you are a demon in front of the court."
"hey-hey."
Xiao Zhusi chuckled.
"Master Immortal, guess what happened to my father?"
Yu Qian, who was standing next to him, narrowed his eyes when he heard this.
Li Shanchang? Mr. South Korea? These are all characters in the book!
"Sinking into the river?"
Ji Boying glanced at Xiao Zhusi.
"Yeah, right!"
Xiao Zhusi slapped his thigh, which was called schadenfreude.
"My father was so furious that he cut off all of Li Shanchang's official positions, ordered the Jinyi Guards to sink him to the Qinhuai River, and at the same time exiled his three clans to Lingnan."
"When this old boy was carried out of the Fengtian Palace by the Jinyi Guards, everyone was stunned. He must have sunk to the bottom of the river."
For Lao Zhu, Ji Boying was destiny.
Lao Zhu was originally unhappy with Li Shanchang because of the Hu Weiyong case, but this old boy dared to slander our immortal master. He was simply running around the streets with a basket of dung on his back - looking for shit.
"Well, that's good."
Ji Boying nodded.
He felt that he was showing kindness and helped Li Shanchang and his family.
After all, according to the old boy's original ending, he was to be executed together with his wife, daughter, brother, nephew, and more than 70 people in his family. But now, apart from being drowned in the river, his wife, children, and children are just exiled.
Being alive is better than anything else.
In the middle section of the Qinhuai River, Li Shanchang, who was imprisoned in an iron cage and had just hit the bottom, was blowing bubbles, as if he was singing a familiar song: Thank you, because you have warmed the four seasons.
"Brother!"
A strong voice came from the door,
I saw Lao Zhu striding into the main hall of Zuixian Building with a layer of evil spirit still on his face.
According to Lao Zhu's murder routine, since he killed one Li Shanchang, the whole thing behind Li Shanchang's buttocks has probably been dealt with.
Ji Boying just raised his eyes and looked at Old Zhu, while Little Zhu Si quickly knelt down.
"My son, I pay homage to my father, and my father pays his respects."
Yu Qian stood stunned.
Isn’t Zhu Di’s father Zhu Yuanzhang?!
wco?! Emperor Taizu Gao! Why does he look different from the painting!
Accustomed to the national policies of Hongxi, Xuande, and Zhengtong dynasties that favored scholar-bureaucrats, Yu Qian did not kneel down, but bowed as a courtesy.
"The later minister Yu Qian paid homage to Emperor Taizu Gao."
Lao Zhu was slightly startled, and glanced at Yu Qian, convinced that he did not have such a high-profile figure in the government, and that only future generations would call him "Emperor Taizu Gao".
"Um."
Without saying anything, Lao Zhu walked to Ji Boying's side and sat down in his own seat on the podium.
"Brother, when will the class start?"
"We were so excited about this class that we couldn't sleep for a long time last night."
Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu and handed a bottle of something to him, and Lao Zhu also took it.
"This is?"
"Imported melatonin, which helps you sleep."
"If you encounter trouble sleeping at night, take two pills."
After saying this, Ji Boying picked up the coffee, took a deep sip, then stood up and walked onto the three-foot podium.
It was also at this time that the door to the private room at the top of the pavilion opened. Lianxiang Xiyu, who had replenished her moisture, had finished dressing, swaying her slender and graceful figure and walked down the stairs, taking their respective positions according to their division of labor.
"Class begins."
Ji Boying finished speaking.
Lianxiang picked up the small silver hammer and struck the big bell gently. The rich but clear bell sound rang out, blended into nothingness, penetrated the barrier, and stirred eight silver bells from other time and space.