Chapter 139 Zhu Biao: Fourth, how are my sons? (4.6k please order!)
"Huh?"
After Zhu Zaijing pinched it a few times, he felt that it didn't feel right, but he didn't think much about it.
After all, the feel of this thing varies from person to person.
Then, habitually move your hands to both sides.
However, when Zhu Zaijing raised his hands, his brows suddenly wrinkled.
Because the feel of the clothes was different from what he expected, and it couldn't be taken off.
Generally speaking, when you stretch your hands to both sides, you should start with delicate and fragrant shoulders, and beauties will take the initiative to throw themselves into their arms.
With doubts, Zhu Zaijing subconsciously pulled open the silk covering his eyes. What came into his eyes was a fat face with a bit of honesty, and eyes with a hint of resentment.
Big Fatty Hong Xi: Big Fatty, my great reputation has been tarnished by this dirty sixth generation grandson!
"Who are you?!"
Zhu Zaijing's expression suddenly changed with fright, he jumped back half a foot, raised his finger and pointed at Hong Xi, who was so frightened that he immediately softened.
It seems that the little pills these days are really not very effective.
Much worse than Little Blue Pill.
Then, Zhu Zaijing's eyes subconsciously glanced left and right, and his scalp went numb instantly.
‘Why are there so many people wearing dragon robes!’
‘Is it possible that the rebellion in Chengdu has reached my palace?!’
"This person is..."
Just when Zhu Zaijing was wondering whether these people were rebels who wanted to assassinate the king, his eyes suddenly fell on a Taoist man in the crowd.
The familiar crane-like figure and the familiar thin cheekbones made him dream back to that unforgettable late night in Jiajing forty-five years.
In fact, for Zhu Zaijing, he was not very familiar with his father Jiajing Immortal.
After all, in line with the principle that two dragons should not meet each other, Zhu Zaijing has never seen his father Jiajing Immortal several times in his entire life. In addition, before he ascended the throne, Zhu Zaijing was famously cautious both inside and outside the court, and he just wanted to be silent.
I was lingering in his Prince Yu's mansion, never thinking about showing my face in front of my father.
The reason why Zhu Zaijing could recognize the Jiajing Immortal at this time was entirely because after Jiajing's death, as the successor emperor, Zhu Zaijing naturally wanted to pay homage to his father's body in person.
The faces of dead people are generally remembered more deeply.
Those who like to watch horror movies in the middle of the night should have a deep understanding of this.
As for the Jiajing Immortal, it’s different.
He really didn't know Zhu Zaijing and couldn't even recognize which of his sons he was.
It's not because the two dragons don't meet each other, it's purely because in Jiajing time and space, Zhu Zaijing was still too young, completely different from his current appearance in his thirties.
Unable to recognize him, in order to avoid the embarrassment of being taught the wrong name, Jiajing Immortal simply did not come forward.
Lao Zhu, on the other hand, frowned very tightly.
Lao Zhu glanced at the seven orchids who were so frightened that they were hiding in the palace, and then looked at Zhu Zaijing's dissolute appearance. Based on his temper, he really wanted to hammer this prodigal son to death with a mace.
"Your Majesty."
At this time, Zhang Juzheng, who was embarrassed by his boss, forced his way out of the crowd.
Seeing the familiar Mr. Zhang, Zhu Zaijing seemed to grasp at a life-saving straw and quickly grabbed Zhang Juzheng's arm.
"Let me introduce to Your Majesty..."
Enduring the scratching pain on his arm, Zhang Juzheng began to introduce Zhu Zaijing one by one. The first one was naturally Ji Boying, the leader of the Four Purities, the Xuanqing cultivator, and then Lao Zhu, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, and A Biao.
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‘Grandpa Taizu? Emperor Xingzong!’
Zhu Zaijing was dumbfounded. What kind of daydream was he having? He actually saw gods and ancestors!
"Your Majesty, these three are Emperor Cheng Zuwen."
Zhang Juzheng looked at Old Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi, and Xiao Zhusi all at once, and introduced them respectfully and in detail.
Deng.
Don't know why.
The moment he said this, Zhang Juzheng felt an inexplicable chill on his back, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He subconsciously looked forward and found three pairs of cold eyes staring at him.
‘Where did I say something wrong?’
‘It is said that Emperor Cheng Zuwen was moody and had the style of Emperor Taizu Gao. When I saw him today, it turned out to be true!’
‘It’s better to avoid it in the future.’
Complaining in his heart, Zhang Juzheng suppressed his numb scalp and continued to introduce others.
After the general introduction is completed.
Zhu Zaijing froze on the spot: numb, completely numb.
At a glance, they are all ancestors.
"I have put the country in your hands, and you are squandering it like this?!"
Immortal Jiajing stood up and scolded him sternly.
After all, he is a father, and it is unjustifiable not to say something in front of so many ancestors.
Zhu Zaijing's neck suddenly shrank in response and he lowered his head, not daring to say a word.
"Go back."
Ji Boying glanced at the Jiajing Immortal.
Immortal Jiajing turned sideways and bowed: "Okay!"
How dare you accuse others of squandering money?
Can you spend money playing shooting games?
When Long Qing took over the Jiajing treasury, there was less than two million taels of silver left.
The treasury that Longqing handed over to Wanli is a cornucopia of money that is constantly generating money. Otherwise, how could we have won the three major conquests of Wanli.
Of course, although these have little to do with Long Qing, the little shooting expert himself, as long as anything happened during the Long Qing Dynasty, all historical achievements must be attributed to Zhu Zaijing.
Ji Boying walked out slowly and came to Zhu Zaijing's side.
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the seven Orchid from the Western Regions who were kneeling on the ground in fear. This was exactly what was recorded in history books.
Zhu Zaijing had been suppressed for too long before he came to the throne. After he came to the throne, he began to indulge in wild sex. Later, he lost interest in domestic beauties.
Commonly known as: aesthetic fatigue (I don’t know if she looks good or not).
So I started to explore foreign countries.
This point is essentially the same as the pursuit of things like Taiyangma by some senior florists in later generations.
"There is only one thing I want you to deeply understand in this practical observation class."
As Ji Boying spoke, everyone stood up straight, their eyes fixed on Ji Boying, listening carefully.
Of course, this gaze is also on Zhu Zaijing.
"When it comes to treating your successor, you not only need to follow the system we set before."
"It is particularly important to teach the successors through words and deeds."
Long Qing: I...have become a negative example?
Ji Boying's eyes were especially on Zhu Qizhen, Zhu Jianshen, Zhu Youtang, and Zhu Houcong, the fathers of the mid-Ming Dynasty. These guys basically had no education for their successors.
Including Zhu Youtang.
I don’t know if Lao Zhu’s family is destined to die.
Several emperors in the early Ming Dynasty trained their successors step by step, but by the middle Ming Dynasty, each one was more bizarre than the other, and no successor had received complete training.
Ji Boying raised his hand and pressed it on Zhu Zaijing's shoulder.
It wasn't a very strong force, but Zhu Zaijing's legs suddenly became weak and he almost collapsed, but Zhang Juzheng on the side quickly supported him.
Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Zaijing and frowned slightly.
My face is pale and my energy is so weak, this is how much fun I have.
Your father took drugs to seek immortality, and you took drugs to seek longevity.
According to the original historical timeline, the current time and space of Longqing is already the autumn and winter of the fifth year of Longqing. By May of the sixth year of Longqing, the Longqing Emperor would have passed away.
‘The time is very close, we must give this kid a break from addiction.’
Once the space-time namer returns to the west, the space-time entrance will also be closed.
Therefore, Ji Boying could not let Long Qing return to the west as originally planned and had to extend his life.
And Zhu Zaijing's method of extending his life is actually very simple. If you really want to talk about it, this guy actually has no underlying disease. He just killed himself by indulging in lust and taking drugs.
As long as you start from now on, control your hands and handles, join the abstinence army with the determination to win, and be a person with no distracting thoughts.
Then coupled with a few months of medicinal and dietary conditioning, you can live at least twenty years longer.
"Okay, now go back and rest for a quarter of an hour, and then continue with class."
Transfer knowledge and prolong the country.
Time waits for no one and there is no time to delay.
Swish.
A large group of people in the hall disappeared in an instant.
The seven women from the Western Regions who shrank in fear all had their eyes open, and they were all stunned, and then they yelled in panic.
"Assassin!"
"There is an assassin!"
"Your Majesty has been captured!"
"…………"
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Hongwu time and space, the main hall of Zuixian Tower.
On the rice paper panel of the podium, in the row under "How to maintain the foundation of the empire", the original topic of Long Qing has been erased and replaced with a new row of topics. This made many people in the class confused.
Interested.
At the same time, he also frowned.
Everyone understands the literal meaning of the final glory.
"The Three Great Conquests of Wanli—The Last Glory of the Ming Dynasty"
This meeting is during the break time, the prescribed quarter of an hour.
Lao Zhu and A Biao stood in front of the podium and rice paper. Lao Zhu's eyes were on the "Three Great Conquests of Wanli - the last glory of the Ming Dynasty", while A Biao's eyes were focused on "how to maintain the basic foundation of the empire." In fact, Lao Zhu can almost calculate it. When he met the immortal master for the first time, he knew that the Ming Dynasty was in the year 276, and the Wanli calendar should be almost at the end of the country.
"Father, the Immortal Master spent so much time today and emphasized the importance of the Royal Tiangong Academy."
"It can be seen that the Royal Tiangong Academy will play a decisive role in the future development of our Ming Dynasty."
"This is what I think."
Abiao paused for a moment and continued.
"As the immortal said, science and education rejuvenate the country, and talents rejuvenate the country. Our Ming Dynasty is indispensable for the construction of Tiangong Institute of Talents."
"Now that the Imperial College is being renovated, it will definitely be too late to rely on imperial examinations to select talents from the Tiangongyuan in the short term. Therefore, I want to ask my father for permission and order all the ministers across the country to recommend outstanding talents. After they are selected and sent to the capital, it will be left to the imperial court.
Unified screening can gather a group of talents to build Tiangongyuan in the fastest time."
Abiao said in a solemn voice.
After hearing this, Lao Zhu frowned slightly.
Then, he patted A Biao on the shoulder.
"Biao'er, you've been in class for so long, how can you still not show your kindness to your brother?"
"Ah?"
A Biao was stunned. He really didn't quite understand what Lao Zhu meant.
"The key to ensuring the safe inheritance of the empire lies in the emperor's willingness to grant the prince a certain amount of imperial power."
If the emperor of any dynasty had said this to the prince, the prince would have plopped down on his knees, trembling with fear.
But Lao Zhu and A Biao are exceptions.
"I know."
"Well, in the future, if it is not a major military or national matter related to the country, you can make the decision yourself. Afterwards, you can just have someone write a memorial and submit it to me for reading."
Abiao took a deep breath and nodded heavily.
"Yes."
"After class, I will discuss with Mr. Bowen to decide on the recommendation method."
"Yeah."
Lao Zhu nodded slightly and glanced at the main hall.
At this moment, everyone is gathered together in twos and threes, and it’s really lively.
For example, Old Zhu Di took Zhu Laosi and Xiao Zhusi, and the three emperors Cheng Zuwen surrounded Zhang Juzheng, who didn't know his slip of the tongue, in a secret corner.
Immortal Jiajing made a pot of water with young Zhu Houcong and excitedly shared his cultivation experience, especially Immortal Jiajing's understanding of "H2O C → H2 CO". Hearing this, young Zhu Houcong was so excited that he started practicing on the spot. p>
The Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao was also with the young Zhu Houzhao. The two of them mainly discussed the victory of Yingzhou.
Young students such as Jianwen Zhu Gaochi, Yongle Zhu Zhanji, orthodox Zhu Qiyu, etc. also got together. Seniority didn't matter, it all depended on age, and they gathered around and started fighting crickets.
The black man Zhu Qizhen went to Wang Yangming, with a pious look on his face, and asked for advice on the secrets of spiritual learning.
Especially around Yao Guangxiao, there were many important ministers from different time and space gathered around him. They were all very interested in the prime minister in black who gave Zhu Di a white hat.
As for the others, they also accompany each other.
Only the orthodox Pig Head Fort was lying on the table alone, with boredom written all over his face. He wanted to talk to someone, but no one answered him. He wanted to fight with crickets, but was kicked out by Emperor Xuande. In the end, I had to focus on the newcomer Longqing Zhu Zaijing and walked over with a smile.
However, when Zhutoubao finished introducing himself, he thought that he was more or less an ancestor in front of Long Qing, so he still had some face, and he was looking forward to having a conversation with Zhu Zaijing.
Zhu Zaijing gave him a meaningful look, and then said: ‘Get lost.’
At the same time.
The elegant room on the top of the pavilion, the place by the window.
Ji Boying stood in the same position, quietly burning the cigarette in his hand.
Even if you don’t smoke, let the cigarette burn.
At Ji Boying's place, it takes almost a quarter of an hour for two cigarettes to burn out before you can go to class.
"Master Immortal, the student has a problem."
The sound came from outside this door.
"Enter."
Hey, the door is open.
The beginner is Zhu Qiyu, Emperor Jingtai of Tianshun Time and Space.
"How are you? How are you feeling lately?"
Ji Boying smiled and asked, "Gastric bleeding is not that easy to cure. Even if the acuteness is stopped, you still have to recover for a while.
The first time he asked the immortal master a question alone, Zhu Qiyu, who was slightly embarrassed, quickly smiled and said.
"Much better. Thank you Immortal Master for giving me the medicine."
"Well, sit down."
Ji Boying waved his hand, and there were two more cups of tea on the table by the window.
"It's a good thing to have questions. Just ask them. Students don't have to be reserved in front of the teacher."
Zhu Qiyu took a deep breath and nodded.
"Master Immortal, after the last class, Xingzong has already explained the previous class knowledge to us second-term students, but the students still have one thing that they don't understand."
"Does the silver expansion plan require silver to be obtained from Japan?"
Ji Boying looked at Jingtai Emperor Zhu Qiyu and did not reply immediately.
It seems that this problem was not only faced by Emperor Jingtai, but also happened in other time and space in the mid-Ming Dynasty.
And the reality of each time and space is completely different.
For example, for Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen, he could directly form an expeditionary force to do the job just like in the early Ming Dynasty. In the middle period of Chenghua, the treasury was full, the army was strong, and the Japanese country was experiencing chaos in village wars, so there was basically no suspense about winning it.
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The time and space in Hongzhi were different. In the 17th year of Hongzhi, the Ming Dynasty had an empty treasury and a depleted armament. It could barely hold the national border, let alone form a transoceanic expeditionary force. It was simply a fantasy.
"The fact that you can ask this question shows that you have thought about it seriously and deserve praise."
Ji Boying first affirmed Zhu Qiyu's attitude in class, and then was about to speak.
Xiyu quickly ran in from the door, her face looking a bit nervous.
"What's wrong?"
Ji Boying looked at Xiyu.
"Master, something is not right downstairs..."
Ji Boying frowned slightly, stood up and walked out quickly, and Jingtai Emperor Zhu Qiyu quickly followed behind.
Sure enough, looking down from the door of this elegant room.
The entire main hall was originally very noisy during recess, but this time it was so quiet that you could hear even a hair falling to the ground.
On the podium, Abiao looked dazed.
He just asked Lao Zhu Di a question casually on a whim, why was everyone suddenly quiet?
"Yongle Lao Si, how are my sons?"
"Why don't you speak?"
"Why doesn't anyone say anything?"
Old Zhu Di: Brother, my eldest brother, what do you want me to say?