"Immortal Master, do you know, what is the strength of this Xinhua country?" Emperor Jiajing asked, he couldn't help but want to compare his Ming Empire with Xinhua hundreds of years later. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tan Ke lowered his head and thought for a moment, and said in a way that Jiajing could understand: "Xinhua is about three times the size of the Ming Dynasty, has a population of 140,000, an annual output of about 80,000 tons of steel, and an army of 2.3 million. ”

"Immortal Master, does such a divine kingdom really exist?" After listening to Tan Ke's introduction, Jiajing jumped up from the futon, not that he didn't want to believe it, but that the data that Tan Ke said was too amazing! Not to mention that the area is three times larger than that of the Ming Dynasty, the population is 140,000, and the population of the Ming Dynasty is only 10,000 on the books! Even if the population is large, such a precious thing as steel can produce 80,000 tons a year, isn't this the whole country of Xinhua can be armed to the teeth by armor and weapons made of steel?

As for the army, Emperor Jiajing didn't care very much, in a country of 140,000, the army was only 2.3 million, which was really not much. It seems that after the founding of the new Chinese country, it was negligent in armament and put Nanshan on the horse. This can't be done, my Huaxia clan can't die at the hands of the Hu people anymore!

Not knowing that Jiajing remembered that Xinhua wanted to guard against Hu Ren, Tan Ke picked up a cup of tea on the table and drank it. Just spoiled the history of more than 400 years with Jiajing, Tan Ke felt very enjoyable. This kind of refreshment emanating from the pores of the whole body makes him feel very refreshed.

"Immortal Master." Emperor Jiajing suddenly stopped Tan Ke.

Tan Ke put the teacup back on the desk and looked at the emperor, who was in a fluctuating mood, "Your Majesty, what's the matter?" ”

"If I hadn't met the Immortal Master, I don't know how long I would have lived?"

Da Ming died eighty-three years later, and Jiajing was very sad. But it was only a shock, because Jiajing knew that he could not live another eighty-three years. is not the king of the dead country, then Jiajing's regret is regret, and he will not be too sad. And the question he asked now has a lot to do with himself, without the injection of the blood of the fire god, how many years can I still rule this empire?

"Six years."

"......" Emperor Jiajing was speechless for a long time.

After a long time, the emperor asked in a somewhat embarrassed tone: "After me, who is the Son of Heaven?" ”

"His Royal Highness King Yu is the Son of Heaven, but King Yu was blessed not long after, and unfortunately died after six years on the throne."

"After that, ......, forget it, I won't ask." Emperor Jiajing originally wanted to ask about the genealogy of the emperor below, but he felt that he was unhappy. Yes, what's the point of asking again, at that time, I have already become a dry bone in the grave, and this Ming is no longer my Ming.

"Your Majesty, if you actually want to know what will happen next, you can read this book."

Tan Ke took out a book from his sleeve, and on the blue cover of the book, two large characters were neatly written - History of the Ming Dynasty.

Tan Ke's move directly made the onlookers in the live broadcast room explode-

"Hasty, hasty, hasty! Anchor! You're too slippery, aren't you? Do you show Jiajing the history of the Ming Dynasty? ”

"Anchor, will this give Jiajing a feeling of admiration?"

"Brother in front, don't suddenly start filming!"

“+1s！”

"Same as +1s!"

"Anchor, you've really played big this wave! Show the emperor the history of the Ming Dynasty, it's simple! ”

……

Tan Ke smiled at the surprise barrage, he had long thought of the explosive effect that this scene would have on the audience in the live broadcast room. It was with this kind of evil anticipation that Tan Ke did so.

Smash it! History! Now that I'm here! Well, you won't be on track!

Different from Tan Ke's calmness, Emperor Jiajing, who had been barely holding his emperor's frame in front of Tan Ke, really didn't care about his identity and temperament this time, he almost snatched the Ming History in Tan Ke's hand by robbing it.

Emperor Jiajing trembled and opened the history of the Ming Dynasty, and he almost asked Tan Ke in a roaring way: "Is this the history of the Qing Dynasty for this dynasty?" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Tan Ke remained calm and calm on his face. It's just that his heart has long become a hot fire, and Tan Ke understands that since Emperor Jiajing opened the first page of this Ming history, history has opened a new chapter. No one can be sure where the history of this plane will end up!

"Someone's coming!" Emperor Jiajing suppressed his desire to read the history of the Ming Dynasty, and he suddenly called Feng Bao, who was standing outside the Yuxi Palace, in.

Feng Bao sent the other eunuchs away early, and stood alone outside the Yuxi Palace trembling. Hearing the emperor's call, Feng Bao didn't care about his stiff body, so he pushed open the door and hurriedly ran towards the Yuxi Palace.

"The Emperor...... Emperor! Feng Bao knelt on the ground, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his voice seemed to be frozen in his throat by the cold of this New Year.

Jiajing stood up and walked in front of Feng Bao, he patted Feng Bao on the shoulder, "Feng Bao, you are very good." I see your faithfulness. ”

Hearing Jiajing's praise, Feng Bao, who was still trembling, suddenly felt that his heart was like electricity. The grievances and sins suffered over the years after entering the palace are like ice and snow under the scorching sun, all of which have melted away like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

"Your Majesty! Slaves, slaves, slaves, ......" Feng Bao choked up and couldn't speak, as long as the emperor knew his loyalty, then no matter how much he suffered, what was it?

"Feng Bao, I want you to do something now. Can you do it? ”

After Feng Bao calmed down, Jiajing continued to speak.

Facing Emperor Jiajing's expectant gaze, Feng Bao kowtowed without hesitation, "The slave is willing to die for the emperor!" ”

"Good! Very good! Jiajing patted Feng Bao's shoulder again.

Feng Bao's bones were lightened by Jiajing's intimate action, however, the emperor's next sentence made Feng Bao's heart fall into extreme coldness again.

"Feng Bao, you dispose of all the eunuchs around me. Then find me a group of eunuchs who are deaf, dumb and illiterate to serve me. ”

"Your Majesty?" Feng Bao was stunned by Jiajing's words.

"What? You don't want to? Jiajing's gaze turned stern.

Feng Bao came to his senses suddenly, the person in front of him was the emperor, his master. Although the Ming Dynasty is big, the only one he can rely on is the emperor.

After figuring out the joint, Feng Bao, who was already in charge of the East Factory, of course would not be afraid to do this kind of thing, he gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "The emperor can rest assured, the slave and maid will definitely handle this matter properly!" ”

Feng Bao received the order, but did not retreat directly. Instead, he opened his mouth, as if he was about to say something.

"What, what do you want to say?" Jiajing knew at a glance that Feng Bao had something to say. Now Feng Bao is absolutely his own person, so Jiajing is not angry with Feng Bao's crime of dereliction of honor.

"Your Majesty, the eunuchs around you are all in charge of Husband Lu, and I dealt with these people, Husband Lu's side?"

Feng Bao winked at Jiajing.

Emperor Jiajing waved his hand disappreciatively, "You don't have to worry about this matter. Lu Fang, I will come forward to solve it. Just do it. ”

With the emperor's endorsement, Feng Bao retired with confidence.

After Feng Bao took him to the palace gate, Emperor Jiajing turned around and looked at Tan Ke, who was sitting quietly behind the veil and drinking tea, "Immortal Master, you say, can I change my life against the sky, reverse the fate of my Ming Dynasty, and let my Ming Dynasty be glorious for a thousand years?" ”

Tan Ke stood up from the futon and bowed to the emperor, "Your Majesty, I don't know if the Ming Dynasty will last for a thousand years, but I know that this world will remember Your Majesty for a thousand years!" ”

(To be continued.) )