Ming Dynasty Zhu Di: Dad, why are you not dead?! Chapter 112 I am the Xuanqing Jiaohua Tianzun! Zhu Youtang! The Lord of Zhongxing? (Please subscribe for 6k!)
Chapter 112 I am the Xuanqing Jiaohua Tianzun! Zhu Youtang! The Lord of Zhongxing? (Please subscribe for 6k!)
Xing Wang Zhu Youqi, the fourth son of Zhu Jianshen, Emperor Xianzong of Ming Dynasty, and the father of Zhu Houcong, Emperor Shizong of Ming Dynasty.
He died in the 14th year of Zhengde's reign and was given the posthumous title "Xian" and was called King Xingxian.
After the Jiajing Immortal ascended the throne, he successfully competed with the ministers in the ceremony, and Zhu Youqian was promoted to the title of "Emperor who knows the sky and guards the way, Hong Deyuan, Ren Kuan, Mu Chunsheng, Gong Jian and Jing Documents", with the temple name Ruizong.
Throughout Zhu Youqi's life, he was content with his duties, devoted himself to eating and waiting to die, and actively developed various hobbies.
Especially Taoism.
Zhu Youqi is a loyal Taoist believer and a die-hard fan of Sanqing.
Influenced by his father Zhu Youqi, Jiajing Immortal Zhu Houcong practiced Taoism since he was a child, and he started practicing Taoism from a young age.
Ji Boying looked at the fifteen-year-old Taoist-robed boy in front of him. His eyes were alert and resolute. At first glance, he looked like a genius with a strong head and many clever ideas.
Ever since the Jiajing Immortal came to Beijing to take over the throne at the age of fifteen, and before he had even grasped the imperial power, he dared to fight with a group of old fat men outside Shuntian City. This can be seen from this, Jiajing's deep-rooted disobedience.
When dealing with gods, you must use the methods of gods.
Ji Boying clasped his hands behind his back, and his sunglasses shone with the sunlight from under the window eaves, which reflected on young Zhu Houcong's eyes.
‘This light is so dazzling!’
Don’t wait for Zhu Houcong to blink.
"This seat comes from the realm of Xuanqing. It is the creation of heaven and earth after the three pure realms. It is the fourth pure realm of the universe. Xuanqing taught and transformed Tianzun."
For a moment, Zhu Houcong was stunned.
‘Xuanqing teaches Tianzun?’
"I have only heard of the Yuqing Yuanshi Heavenly Lord, the Shangqing Lingbao Heavenly Lord, and the Taiqing Moral Heavenly Lord. Why did I come to Xuanqing to teach the Heavenly Lord? Do you think that I am a three-year-old child?!"
Ji Boying said nothing, just smiled.
This confident smile fell in the eyes of young Zhu Houcong, making Zhu Houcong feel a little surprised in his heart.
After all, he has been meditating in this temple since the morning. The temple is so quiet that any sound can be heard immediately.
However, the person in front of him appeared suddenly without making any sound, and Zhu Houcong was sure that the door of this palace had not been pushed open.
When this Taoist temple was first built, only one main entrance remained.
This is why Zhu Houcong immediately identified the person who came as a 'taoist friend'. He was sure that the person in front of him was an extraordinary person, but he did not believe that the person in front of him was a Taoist monk who could rival Sanqing.
"Tell me where you want to go most."
Ji Boying paid attention to the young Zhu Houcong.
As a member of the clan of the vassal king, Zhu Houcong had a respected status and had no worries about food and clothing, but he could not leave Anlu Prefecture in his life. Since Yongle, the vassal kings of the Ming Dynasty were raised like canary birds.
Young Zhu Houcong was silent for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Ji Boying.
"Wudang Mountain."
Taoist Holy Land——Wudang Mountain.
In the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Yongle favored Wudang Mountain and ordered the construction of Taiyue Taihe Palace in Wudang Mountain.
After that, more than 60 imperial edicts were issued to Wudang Mountain. According to the regulations of royal architecture, the entire Taoist palace was cleverly laid out in sequence, highlighting the supreme status of divine power, making Taiyue Taihe Palace achieve the "beautiful" level.
The artistic conception of "like a heavenly palace".
In the heart of young Zhu Houcong, this is a place of pilgrimage.
"Okay."
The sound falls.
Before the young man Zhu Houcong could react, he suddenly looked stunned, and then his pupils shrank sharply.
My Taoist temple has disappeared.
At this time, a door appeared in front of his eyes, with three words of dancing dragons and phoenixes on it: Pilgrimage Gate.
The Pilgrim Gate is the Tianmen that pilgrims must pass through. It is the gate to Wudang Golden Summit and enters the mountain. Like the three Tianmen, it was built by imperial decree during the Yongle period.
‘Anlu Prefecture is six hundred miles away from Wudang Mountain, but it can be reached in an instant.’
This is the style of an immortal! This is the style of a Taoist!
Take a deep breath.
Young Zhu Houcong's eyes flashed, he took three steps back, and with a 'plop' he knelt down towards Ji Boying.
"Disciple Zhu Houcong is willing to change his sect and join the sect of Xuanqing Jiaohua Tianzun!"
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, I will be bowed down to you three times by my disciples!"
Bang bang, bang bang bang.
Zhu Houcong kowtowed three times to Ji Boying.
‘Good fellow, you have abandoned Yuanshi Tianzun now, young man, you are so unstable.’
"Yuqing and I have a good relationship. You are his disciple and I can't accept you anymore."
Ji Boying spoke calmly.
When the young man Zhu Houcong, who had been deceived and became lame, saw this, his face suddenly became anxious.
"Don't be surprised, Taoist Master, I am actually not a disciple of Yuqing!"
"From now on, I, Zhu Houcong, am a member of the Xuanqing sect in life, and will be the soul of Xuanqing in death. I will never change it from life to life! I ask the Taoist Master for your enlightenment! I sincerely ask the Taoist Master to accept my disciples as my disciples!"
Bang, Zhu Houcong made another noise.
Then, he raised his head and looked at Ji Boying, his eyes full of fire.
Ji Boying looked at the young Jiajing who was looking at him with a look of expectation in his eyes.
After a pause, he raised his hand slightly and patted Zhu Houcong's head gently.
‘The Immortal caressed my head, and my hair was tied and I received eternal life!’
Zhu Houcong was ecstatic.
‘I am done!’
The popular understanding of these ten words is: if the immortal touches my head, I will live forever.
"Get up."
Withdrawing his hand, Ji Boying turned around and walked towards the Chaosheng Tianmen. Zhu Houcong quickly stood up happily and followed him.
"Master, are there any other disciples in our sect?"
Zhu Houcong followed him and asked curiously.
After all, there are twelve golden immortals under Yuanshi Tianzun, countless disciples of Lingbao Tianzun, and ten disciples of Daode Tianzun. These are all powerful people, but only Xuanqing teaches Tianzun, and Zhu Houcong has never heard of it.
"I don't like to have disciples, you are the second one."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Houcong was overjoyed. This relationship is good and he doesn't have to compete for resources! It's a certainty that he will become an immortal!
"Excuse me, Master, who is your senior brother?"
At this moment, Ji Boying's footsteps crossed the last stone step of the pilgrimage gate.
"Zhu Houcong."
Young Zhu Houcong: ‘???’
‘Same name and same surname?!’
Before Zhu Houcong could react, he realized that the scene in front of him had changed again.
"This is...Xuanqing Realm?"
"What the hell are these people?"
In the eyes of young Zhu Houcong, the entire 'Xuanqing Realm' table legs flew across the sky, and a group of guys wearing dragon robes were divided into several groups.
There were those who were beaten, mainly the two immortals Zhu Qizhen and Jiajing. There were those who beat others, such as Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Di. There were those who watched the fun, such as Zhengde Zhu Houzhao and A Biao, and there were those who shouted cheers on the side, like beatings.
The two tired Zhu Gaochi.
There were also confused faces, especially those who were attending class for the first time.
For example, Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen looked confused. He came in response to the wind chime and promised to go to class, but why was he so violent when he came?
And are they beating my father or the two fathers? Do I want to help?
The newly arrived orthodox Zhu Qiyu and Zhu Zhanchen also hunched their necks and stood aside. After all, at a glance, any one they picked out was older than themselves, and each of them was so violent that they did not dare to say a word. p>
"Master~!"
Lianxiang Xiyu had been standing by to break up the fight. At this moment, she noticed Ji Boying's return and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.
"I, we really tried to stop it, but..."
Xiyu lowered her head and said, somewhat at a loss because the master asked them to maintain order before leaving.
"Well, I know, it has nothing to do with you."
Ji Boying knew very well that the only one who could suppress these emperors and princes was himself.
He glanced over this chaos and frowned slightly.
At the moment, both Baozong were beaten and huddled under the table, unable to escape. Jiajing Immortal was even more powerful. The one being chased by Zhu Di turned into a gibbon. He was hanging on the beam and half of his body was dangling.
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Lao Zhu, who was supervising the battle, subconsciously glanced at the podium. When he saw Ji Boying, especially his frowning brow, his heart skipped a beat.
"Stop everyone!"
"What kind of decency does it have to be in a place where immortal teachers teach to fight wantonly?!"
Following Lao Zhu's loud shout, everyone above him also reacted. They all looked back. When they saw Ji Boying on the podium, their expressions suddenly changed, and they quickly put the stool legs behind their backs.<
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"Go back to your seats."
Ji Boying glanced at these emperors and princes, his voice slightly cold.
In the first Ming Dynasty training class, the emperors and princes from Hongwu to Xuande, except for Hongxi and Zhu Gaochi who were temporarily absent from school due to illness, felt Ji Boying's displeasure and hurriedly returned to their seats and sat upright.
"New to the second period, take your seats."
Last night, Ji Boying had already confessed his love for women and added six new rows of tables and chairs in the main hall, from Zhengtong-Jingtai to Jiajing, named Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, Gui and Zi respectively.
This naming method is also simple. After the ten heavenly stems are used up, the twelve earthly branches will be used.
"Your Majesty, Your Highness, your student ID cards have been placed on the table in advance. Please keep your student ID cards and take your seats according to the number plate~"
Lianxiangxiyu walked between the classrooms with a smile, guiding the emperors and princes of the second training class to take their seats.
Everyone else sat down in their own seats, but Zhengtong Bao Sect, Tianshun Bao Sect and Jiajing Immortal still did not choose to sit down.
The three beatings they received were too many. According to incomplete statistics, the Jiajing Immortal, who had committed the least serious crime, had already received three beatings.
Two got under the table, and the other hung himself on a beam.
In the end, it was Lao Zhu who came forward and announced in public that he would no longer inflict atrocities on the three of them as the Taizu of the Ming Dynasty. Only then did the three of them sit down cautiously.
"You also sit back in your seat."
On the podium, Ji Boying glanced at the confused young man Zhu Houcong next to him.
"Your Highness, please follow me."
Xiyu guided him, and Zhu Houcong followed Xiyu to Gui Er's seat in confusion. Zhu Houzhao, who was sitting in the first row, greeted him excitedly, but Zhu Houcong didn't respond at all.
Although Zhu Houzhao is his cousin, the two have never met. The young Zhu Houzhao does not know what Zhu Houzhao looks like.
To be more precise, the young Zhu Houcong did not recognize anyone in the room. Even the Jiajing Immortal, who had been cultivating immortality for many years and whose body resembled a crane, Zhu Houcong did not recognize that this was the middle-aged version of himself. p>
‘Didn’t I promise to cultivate immortality...’
‘What exactly is this going to do?’
I couldn't help but murmur in my heart.
On the podium.
Ji Boying scanned the classroom, which had doubled in number of people, and excluding Fatty Hong Xi, who was temporarily suspended from school, there were twenty people in total.
"I won't introduce them one by one. You will get to know each other after class."
As for the Jiajing Immortal and the young Zhu Houcong, they will gradually discover that cultivating immortals cannot change their destiny. Only knowledge, only learning, and only reading can change their destiny.
"Today's first class is a practical observation class. You can all see the theme."
Ji Boying pointed at the rice paper on the rear panel, on which a line of large characters with flying dragons and phoenixes was very eye-catching: "Spending money is like running water, my relatives, my treasure."
"Brother, who is this person who spends money like water?"
Lao Zhu understood this sentence literally and couldn't help but frown.
Spending money is like running water, he can understand.
After all, it is a major national matter and nothing should be done well without spending money.
As long as it is beneficial to the country, there is nothing wrong with spending more money.
For example, during the Yongle Dynasty, they conquered Annan in the south and Mobei in the fifth. Any of these activities would consume a huge amount of money, and the entire treasury would be drained to the end.
But this is beneficial to the country, and Lao Zhu supports it.
‘Relative.’
Lao Zhu frowned when he saw these two words, which reminded him of his sister.
Even if he wanted to grant marquisships to his sister's relatives, Empress Ma refused them all, which made Lao Zhu feel that his sister was virtuous and that this was the true mother's honor in the world.
Emperor Zhengde Zhu Houzhao subconsciously shrank his neck and thought to himself: ‘Is this sentence talking about my father?’
"Master Immortal, I see that the Renzi constellations are all empty. The theme of this practical observation class is whether they are students from the Renzi constellations."
Xue Babiao said aloud.
"Yeah."
Ji Boying nodded.
"The subject of this practical observation lesson is Zhu Youtang, the son of Chenghua, the father of Zhengde, and the emperor of Hongzhi. Later generations will call him a wise king and the master of ZTE."
Speak calmly.
One word.
Old Zhu Abiao, Old Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi, Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji, the ancestors of the first few dynasties after the founding of the People's Republic of China, all had bright eyes, and they liked this kind of accomplished descendants.
The Lord of ZTE sounds awesome upon hearing it.
‘Our old Zhu family finally has a promising man.’
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‘It seems that we just wrongly blamed Zhu Youtang.’
Lao Zhu was a little excited. After all, since the beginning of Baozong, Lao Zhu has never seen a good young man who can bring Ming Dynasty back to its peak. Either there is a problem here or there is a problem there.
"Before that, let's enter a fantasy world."
As soon as the word "illusion" came out, the emperor and princes in the first period all showed joy.
Among the emperors and princes in the second period, only Zhu Qiyu has experienced the mystery of the illusion, and no one else has experienced it.
The most excited ones are none other than the Jiajing Immortal and the young Zhu Houcong.
He was familiar with the term illusion.
The words fell.
The surrounding scene changes instantly.
This is a Feng Shui treasure land covering an area of thirty hectares.
At this time, on this geomantic treasure land, tens of thousands of officers and soldiers, naked and under the scorching sun, were building graves on this geomantic treasure land.
"Brother, are these soldiers building the imperial mausoleum?"
Lao Zhu frowned. This posture and scale are comparable to the imperial mausoleum.
Old Zhu Di became even more angry.
"How can we use the Beijing troops used for combat as laborers?!"
Zhu Laosi also frowned. These emperors in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China all valued sergeants very much. Ensuring the combat effectiveness of the army was the first and most important thing.
The main tasks of the Beijing army are to train, defend the country, and expand territory.
How can I be reduced to a laborer repairing graves?
"Master Immortal emphasized in the last class that improving the status of soldiers is an urgent matter. The status of the Beijing army cannot be guaranteed by such hard labor, let alone the ordinary guards in various places."
Abiao said solemnly, his tone extremely solemn.
Several big guys spoke one after another, but others didn't dare to open their mouths.
After all, in terms of seniority, the emperor and princes in the second period are four, five or six generations apart from Lao Zhu.
In their eyes, Lao Zhu and Zhu Di are serious ancestors.
However, Emperor Chenghua Zhu Jianshen in the crowd had his eyes a little dodgey.
The occupation of the Beijing camp was actually initiated by his father, Emperor Tianshun. Although Zhu Jianshen knew that this was not good, he did not depose it during his reign. However, it was only a small-scale deployment and would not affect the combat effectiveness of the Beijing army. After all, Emperor Chenghua knew very well that if he wanted to regain the Loop and clear the holes, he had to ensure the strong combat power of the Beijing army, otherwise everything he said would be empty talk.
‘This guy is really capable of causing trouble. He brought so many Beijing troops to build the mausoleum. If the Beijing army’s combat power declines, the Mongolian Tatars invade Hetao again, and the Jurchen remnants of Jianzhou are in chaos, what will happen then?!’
Thinking of this, Zhu Jianshen wanted to go back and beat up the six-year-old Zhu Youtang who had just been brought into the palace last night.
However, all the emperors suppressed their tempers. After all, the Immortal Master had just said that the Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youtang was hailed by later generations as a wise emperor and the master of ZTE.
Maybe, this is just an accident, after all, no one has fault.
"No, this building shouldn't be an imperial mausoleum."
The Jiajing Immortal stroked his beard and said, "It's not like he has never been to the Tailing Mausoleum where Zhu Youtang is buried.
Zhengde Zhu Houzhao kept silent. He was a person who experienced it. Of course he knew where this illusive land was.
"Not an imperial mausoleum?"
Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, A Biao and Zhu Laosi all spoke in unison and looked at the Jiajing Immortal.
"How can we use the soldiers of the Beijing camp if it is not the imperial mausoleum?!"
In the view of Lao Zhu and others, it is understandable to mobilize the army to build the imperial mausoleum. After all, previous dynasties have done this. After all, the emperor is the country, and serving the emperor is serving the country. This logic makes sense. p>
But when it comes to other things, I can’t bear it.
Even the Jiajing Immortal who had reached the early stage of the Golden Elixir could not help but break out in cold sweat when he was suddenly watched by so many ancestors.
"He's right."
Ji Boying spoke calmly.
"This is not an imperial mausoleum, but the tomb of Zhang Luan, father-in-law of Emperor Hongzhi Zhu Youtang."
Boom...!
Lao Zhu's heart burst and he was stunned.
Use tens of thousands of elite soldiers to build the tomb of a relative?!
Unbelievable, unbelievable!
And how could a relative’s grave be so large? It’s totally against etiquette!
Before Lao Zhu could get over his shock, the scene around him changed again.
This time it was not a cemetery, but a magnificent mansion under construction.
The scale of the construction of the residence, the magnificence of the pavilions and pavilions, the exquisite carvings of dragons and paintings of phoenixes, are no less impressive than those of the Emperor's palace. There are also tens of thousands of shirtless soldiers busy on the construction site.
"This is to build a house for Emperor Hongzhi's mother-in-law."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Zhu and others were stunned.
You use the Beijing Army to repair your father-in-law’s house where the deceased is a dead person, and you use the Beijing Army to repair the living mother-in-law’s house. You are such a good son-in-law!
Immediately afterwards, the scene changed again.
"This is the family temple palace built for Zhang's relatives."
One after another, the fantasy scenes changed seven or eight times, all showing scenes of large numbers of Beijing troops working as laborers.
All the emperors and princes: I’m numb, I’m completely numb.
It can be said that it lasted throughout the Hongzhi Dynasty.
The soldiers in the Beijing camp had only fought a few serious battles, and they were busy building various houses every day, and houses for dead people were more troublesome than houses for living people.
When Ji Boying turned off the holographic projection and restored the original scene of the main hall, all the emperors and princes in the audience fell into silence.
"In the last years of Hongzhi, more than half of the elite of the Beijing camp fled, and there is no longer the power that shocked the barbarians during the Chenghua period."
Ji Boying added lightly.
‘Bah!’
Lao Zhu slammed the armrest of the Taishi chair and stood up, his eyes widened.
‘Zhu Youtang!’
Old Zhu Di also stood up and punched the table.
Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen frowned. He did not expect that the spare tire he had hidden for six years would dare to do such things. In his hands, he defeated the Mongols and massacred the Jurchens' elite Beijing army.
In such a state of decline.
However, the emperors and princes still thought of what the immortal master said, 'A wise king is the master of ZTE'.
Lao Zhu suppressed his anger and sat down again patiently. Lao Zhu Di also retracted his fist. Zhu Laosi, Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Gaochi also frowned.
They are all waiting, maybe he can turn around, maybe this Hongzhi Emperor is the best in other aspects, both ancient and modern?
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For example, reforming old practices and eliminating disadvantages, rectifying officialdom, strengthening border troops, etc...
Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu and others, and decided to add more fire.
"In the 13th year of Hongzhi, the "Regulations on Punishment" were promulgated and added to the "Da Ming Code", which was the first time that laws and regulations were included. From the beginning, except for the ten evil crimes, all crimes could be purchased with money."
"When the "Regulations on Punishment" came out, all the officials praised the emperor for his wisdom and the emperor's sage."
Boom boom boom...!
Lao Zhu was completely confused and stupid.
If you use money to pay for your sins, aren’t the gang of officials down there extremely greedy?!
Which thief with ulterior motives made this up? Why did Hongzhi approve it? Is he in trouble?!
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PS: Many of the "Regulations on Penalty Questioning" are indeed beneficial to the country, but there are a few private items. I will pick out two important ones and show them to my brothers.
Article 1: "All military and civilian servants, as well as those who are willing to give up and judge, are indistinguishable from civil and military officials, supervisors, students, crown officials, Zhiyin, errands, yin and yang students, doctors, old people, and others.
Those who commit capital crimes such as whipping, cane, disciple, wandering, and other miscellaneous crimes will all be ordered to carry charcoal, carry bricks, collect materials, nanometers, etc. to atone for their sins.
The translation of this passage is: No matter who you are (including officials), except for a few treason crimes such as treason and treason, which must be punished by death, other crimes (including corruption crimes), whether it is whipping, cane, imprisonment, exile, or death.
, all can be redeemed by paying a prescribed amount of charcoal, bricks, rice and other property.
Article 2: Abolition of the death penalty for corruption. The maximum penalty is "sent to a nearby guard station and sent to the army." The word "nearby" is very spiritual. Maybe he will be sent back to his hometown to enjoy the blessings, and he will be reinstated in a few years.<
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Note: The second article is combined with the first article, and the price of the crime of corruption is reduced. After all, the price of the crime of military expropriation is much cheaper than the price of the death penalty.