'There was a loud sound in the sky, and I made a shining appearance.'
Ji Boying listened to the remaining rumbling sound in his ears, which was the incidental BGM of the time-travelling arrival.
Somewhat helpless, he just wants to be a low-key macho man.
'Huh? Who is this guy?'
With his legs crossed and half leaning on Lao Zhu's dragon chair, Ji Boying looked at the strange figure in the hall. This young man looked very handsome...a bit like Zhu Laosi.
Ji Boying had never met the young Zhu Di, but he only felt that this young man was very similar to Zhu Laosi from Jianwen Time and Space.
After the thunder, a slightly embarrassing sound of dry coughing sounded in the hall.
Ah Biao patted Zhu Laosi on the shoulder again.
Suddenly, the dragon chair in the Emperor's Palace flashed across the corner of his eyes, and he saw Ji Boying sitting on the dragon chair, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Be bold!"
Zhu Si also saw Ji Boying and shouted loudly.
"Be bold!"
And at the next moment, another bold voice sounded in the Fengtian Hall.
Just when Zhu Di was confused, he felt his butt being kicked hard and he was thrown forward. Just when he was about to turn around and fight back, Lao Zhu's fierce face came into his eyes.
thump.
Zhu Si immediately knelt down.
"Father, holy bow!"
Zhu Biao on the side looked shocked. Zhu Si scolded Ji Boying because he was sitting on the dragon chair, but his father was angry because his fourth scolded Ji Boying.
This means that my father agrees that Ji Boying is qualified to sit on the dragon throne.
Zhu Biao's heart was in turmoil.
This is the supreme dragon chair that only the emperor can sit on. Even if Zhu Biao is the prince, as long as he has not ascended the throne for a day, anyone who comes near this dragon chair will be guilty of treason.
'What exactly happened the hour after my father and Ji Boying left?'
Zhu Biao was shocked and confused. It was clear that an hour ago, his father wanted to kill Ji Boying, and he was still thinking of ways to save Ji Boying's life. How could it happen like this?
Could it be possible that he really went to the Jianwen Dynasty?!
In fact, Zhu Biao was skeptical about going to Jianwen Dynasty, and he was more inclined to think that this was Zhu Di's trick of transforming people into a living person.
"Father."
Zhu Biao looked at Zhu Yuanzhang before he could ask.
"Mr. Ji is our sworn brother, your imperial uncle, and our immortal master of the Ming Dynasty. Mr. Ji's words are our words, and Mr. Ji's orders are equal to our will. What do you think of Mr. Ji?"
, respect me more than you do!"
'Uncle Imperial?'
Zhu Biao and Zhu Di were confused when they heard this. All of Lao Zhu's brothers had died long ago. Why did a sworn brother suddenly appear?
I saw Lao Zhu talking as he walked up the palace steps, came to the dragon chair, and sat down on the right side.
In fact, the dragon chair is 1.6 meters wide, so it is not crowded at all for two people.
"It's not that I want to sit in your chair, it's just that there's something wrong with the operation."
After all, this was the first time Ji Boying took someone to travel through time. When he took Lao Zhu from Jianwen back to Hongwu, he accidentally reversed the landing points of the two people.
However, this dragon chair is really uncomfortable to sit on. It is too tight on the buttocks and is not as good as a sofa.
"It's just a chair. If brother likes it, I'll find someone to make another one that's exactly the same tomorrow."
Lao Zhu didn't mind at all, and then looked at Xiao Zhu Si kneeling in the hall, his eyes instantly turned cold.
I just came back from the Jianwen Dynasty and witnessed with my own eyes the successful rebellion of Zhu Laosi of the Jianwen Dynasty. Although between Zhu Yunwen and Zhu Di, Lao Zhu finally chose Zhu Di.
But that is based on the fact that Zhu Yunwen is a waste who cannot hold the throne, and Zhu Di has used his own ability to prove that he is more suitable for the throne.
As far as Lao Zhu is concerned, it is still the same sentence.
Everything in heaven and earth is yours if we give it to you. If we don’t give it to you, you can’t take it away.
Lao Zhu felt somewhat unhappy about Zhu Di's rebellion to seize the throne.
Zhu Si, who was kneeling, suddenly felt a thump in his heart. He immediately went through the things he had done in the past few months in his head. He thought to himself that he had been very honest recently, neither stealing chickens nor walking dogs.
I originally wanted to ask for an imperial edict to be granted vassal status, but I didn't dare to open my mouth even a single word.
"If you fart, hurry up and get out of here."
Lao Zhu said coldly, and Zhu Di was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat on his forehead, thinking that he was unlucky today, and his mind was in a mess, and he didn't know what to say.
"Father, in a few months the fourth child will be turning 20. According to the rules, he should go to Peking to join the vassal state. Please give me your permission."
Zhu Biao said.
In his opinion, this is a normal thing. After all, applying for a vassal status is just a formality. The second and third sons who obtained vassal status in the past two years followed this process.
"Just a vassal?"
"Just shit!"
Lao Zhu patted the dragon chair and glared at the kneeling Zhu Di. When he thought that Zhu Laosi would raise troops from Peiping to rebel in the future, even though it was not his own rebellion, he became very angry.
In addition, Lao Zhu has another small idea.
'Whether things can be changed in the future, Master Immortal Cai did not say directly just now. In other words, it is possible that they cannot be changed.'
Lao Zhu is a father, but he is also an emperor. In Lao Zhu's eyes, the foundation of the Ming Dynasty comes first.
If the future cannot be changed, his eldest son Zhu Biao is destined to die, and his eldest grandson Zhu Xiongying is destined to die young, then Lao Zhu will have to think in advance about his successor.
The Jianwen Dynasty's Jingnan had proved that Zhu Yunwen was a waste.
As for his fourth son, he was the most outstanding among the princes both in literature and martial arts, so Lao Zhu did not plan to let Zhu Di go to the vassal, but kept him by his side to train him as a backup for the prince.
Zhu Si didn't know what Lao Zhu was thinking.
‘Dad, what do you mean?!’
At this time, Zhu Si was both scared and angry. The second and third sons had all gone to the feudal land to live freely. Why should he not be allowed to join the feudal clan himself?
"Speaking of Fan, I suddenly remembered something."
A calm voice sounded from the other side of the dragon chair.
"Chongpachi, have you established a system for the inheritance of titles for future generations?"
‘Chongba?!’
Zhu Biao and Zhu Di's eyes trembled again when they heard this. In the whole world, only their father's wife, Queen Ma, dared to call them double eight, and that only when there was no one else around.
The two brothers looked at Lao Zhu subconsciously and were even more stunned.
Because Lao Zhu showed no signs of being angry at all, instead he was grinning.
"right!"
Lao Zhu smiled like an emperor weighing more than a hundred pounds. He seemed very satisfied with his system.
"Biao'er, come and tell your imperial uncle about the clan title system we have set."
As the only founding emperor in history who came from a grass-roots background, Lao Zhu was a farmer at heart, just like what tens of millions of farmers in this land said.
What do you want to live for in this life? Not for your children and grandchildren.
Precisely because he has suffered too much, Lao Zhu hopes that his children and grandchildren can enjoy happiness.
"yes."
Zhu Biao took a deep breath, looked at Ji Boying who was sitting on the dragon chair, and spoke with some embarrassment.
"Uncle Imperial."
"My father has set a total of eight levels of titles for his descendants: prince, county king, general of Zhenguo, general of auxiliary state, general of Fengguo, lieutenant of Zhenguo, lieutenant of auxiliary state, lieutenant of Fengguo. From the time of lieutenant of Fengguo, there will be no more titles.
After he is demoted, his descendants will all be conferred the title of lieutenant."
Lao Zhu listened to the idea of a title system that he had spent more than a dozen nights thinking about. The more he listened, the more he smiled. His proud expression was clearly visible.
In his opinion, this is simply a genius design.
"Among the many reasons for the fall of the Ming Dynasty, this title succession system should be the first crime."
As soon as Ji Boying's voice fell, the smile on Lao Zhu's face froze instantly.