Although the sixteen-year-old Zhu Youxiao is not as old as Ren Hongfei, he drinks no less often than Ren Hongfei, although he is the eldest son of the emperor, but since the death of his mother, there are few people in the entire Forbidden City who really care about him.

Zhu Youxiao has been a little stronger than his father Zhu Changluo in his life since he was a child, and it is only a little bit.

Although he didn't have to worry about food and clothing, he was like a prisoner, and he barely stepped out of Ciqing Palace before he was ten years old.

In the long six years from the age of ten to now, the number of times I have left Ciqing Palace has not exceeded one pair! On two occasions, Ren Hongfei secretly led them out.

Zhu Youxiao, who lives in this narrow cage, spends every day in boredom and boredom, numb and tired of the same court rules, tired of doing nothing every day, and tired of all the people around him, including his younger brothers and sisters, and even his father.

Until Ren Hongfei, the fifth brother, was three or four years old, he came to play with him in a bounce, although he was several years younger than him, it seemed to bring him a breath of fresh air.

This fifth brother is not bound by the rules of the palace and refuses to bow to anyone, this kind of temper and character makes Zhu Youxiao like it very much.

And Ren Hongfei often talked to him about some new anecdotes, although there were some myths, but he had never heard of them, which always made him refreshed.

For example, Ren Hongfei told him that in more than 300 years, the feudal imperial system that had lasted for more than 5,000 years in China would be abolished, people would be able to fly to the moon in huge metal houses, skyscrapers hundreds of meters high could be built, muskets with a range of 1,000 meters on the battlefield, a cannonball the size of a bed could kill 200,000 people, accurate gunpowder missiles could take people's heads thousands of miles away, and Japan would invade the Central Plains and kill nearly 20 million people. At the same time, there are also questions: Just because of the small Japanese country, dare to invade the Ming Dynasty? Didn't the emperor's grandfather Wanli send only tens of thousands of people to knock them out of North Korea?

But some of the myths that Ren Hongfei said made him yearn for it infinitely, such as being able to sit in the belly of an iron bird that can fly to the sky and look down on the earth, being thousands of miles away but talking face-to-face, not having to ask a painter to record himself in an instant and more real than the most clever painter, people are sitting in a kind of iron box with wheels to travel, faster than a thousand miles of horses, and there is a kind of thing called air conditioning, as long as it is in the house, it can be like spring all year round, no need to play a fan in summer, and no need to make a brazier in winter.

Zhu Youxiao worked hard to imagine the scene described by Ren Hongfei, his heart was full of yearning, and he couldn't wait to fly to that mythical world to feast his eyes, but unfortunately this was a dream that he couldn't realize no matter what.

So he could only grope for himself in depression and loneliness, until one day he suddenly became obsessed with carving, and at the age of twelve he learned to drink again.

Since his mother was beaten to death, Zhu Youxiao has become even more silent, nesting in the house every day and rarely going out, except for listening to the lecturer every day and doing his own carpenter work.

Practice makes perfect, not to mention that Zhu Youxiao is actually a very smart person, otherwise how could he be a carpenter genius, his carvers are no less than any master of his time, Ren Hongfei often gives him some drawings, and the strange items painted on it also make him expand a lot of ideas.

Zhu Youxiao is not sad about the death of this imperial grandfather, the tragic situation of his mother's death has made him numb with stimulation, but he is afraid that his father Zhu Changluo will not shed a tear when he dies now, and Zhu Youxiao is now most concerned about only two people.

The first is his wet nurse, his lover, and his relatives, Aunt Ke, and Ke Yinyue.

The second is the fifth brother Ren Hongfei, that is, Zhu Youzhen.

Since the death of the fourth Zhu Youmo, Li Xuanzhi took his daughter Zhu Huiyuan to close the door, Zhu Changluo was busy every day in order to stabilize his position, and the family rarely got together.

Listening to the teacher's stories, carving his own carpentry work, and fooling around with Ke Yinyue, these three points and one line of boring life made him accustomed to purity and loneliness, and he learned to drink at the age of twelve, basically every night, and no one cared anyway.

Although Zhu Youxiao just wants to be a carpenter quietly, he is still a little nervous and curious about his future, and Zhu Youxiao has already noticed some strangeness about Ren Hongfei, especially today's death of Wanli, he is not sad, but shocked by Ren Hongfei's words yesterday.

Because he knows this younger brother very well, although he is young, he is by no means the kind of person who talks nonsense, and the only conclusion is that Ren Hongfei already knew!

So he poured Ren Hongfei hard tonight, just to get something out of his mouth that he wanted to know.

Fortunately, although he was drunk to nearly eighty percent, he did not forget the premeditation buried in his heart.

Zhu Youxiao bared his tongue and asked, "Old, fifth, do you think I can become the emperor?" ”

Ren Hongfei was drunk with a red face, and replied with a big tongue: "When, of course it will, it should be soon." ”

Zhu Youxiao was shocked in his heart, he was about to become the emperor, which means that Zhu Changluo was dying?! This is impossible, Zhu Changluo is in his prime, and his body has no chronic diseases, how can he die young? The only conclusion can only be an accident! Accidents are accidents, anyway, there is not much emotion.

Zhu Youxiao said lightly: "I like to be quiet, I don't want to be this emperor, there are endless batches of scolding every day, endless scolding, I have to get up early to go to the court on the fifth watch, I just want to carve my wood quietly, who loves to sit on this throne, I don't sit anyway." ”

Ren Hongfei was drunk, didn't notice that he had already spoken, and said to Zhu Youxiao with a smile: "Is this the reason for you, who made you the eldest son." ”

Zhu Youxiao glanced at him and said, "You can be this emperor, anyway, we brothers are the same." ”

Ren Hongfei waved his hand again and again: "Do you think I can get up on the fifth watch?" For that reason, I wouldn't have sat on that dragon chair anyway. ”

Saying that, Ren Hongfei smiled treacherously: "You are the boss, who will pick this burden if you don't pick it, with your eldest brother on top, I, who is a younger brother, is free and comfortable, which is much more comfortable than being an emperor." ”

Ren Hongfei's face was comfortable: "At that time, you can eat whatever you want, you can bully whoever you want, how about the official university, anyway, there is no official university of my brother!" My brother is the emperor, and he is in charge of officials! ”

Zhu Youxiao looked at Ren Hongfei's scoundrel and smiled slightly, it seems that this fifth brother really has no intention of snatching the throne, Zhu Youxiao seemed to ask the second question casually: "Then how long can I be in office?" ”

Ren Hongfei's face changed under the candlelight, and he was much more sober, he still knows how long the emperor of the apocalypse has been, seven years! Ren Hongfei really can't bear to say it, this time is very desperate, seven years seems to be a long time, but it is also very short, and it will pass in a blink of an eye.

Ren Hongfei could only pretend to be drunk, shook his head and slurred his words: "Don't worry, boss, your reign will not be much less than that of the imperial grandfather." ”

Zhu Youxiao was relieved, the emperor's grandfather Wanli was the first person in the Ming Dynasty to be the emperor for forty-eight years, so he filled the wine glass again, and said with a smile: "Come, old five, let's go to bed after this cup." ”

Ren Hongfei picked up the wine glass and touched it with Zhu Youxiao and drank it all, and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed in his heart, because what he said was not much less than Wanli, this sentence itself is a sick word, less is definitely no more than forty-eight years, and this less is also too flexible, less than three or five years is less, and less than thirty or fifty years.

Ren Hongfei looked at Zhu Youxiao, who had great trust in him, and a wave of brotherhood surged into his heart: Boss, I don't want to be the emperor, I hope you can continue to be the emperor, I will do my best to help you, I hope to change this history, turn things around, and go against the sky!