There was a loud bang in the sky, and Lao Tzu appeared brightly. ’

Ji Boying listened to the residual rumbling sound in his ears, which was the incidental BGM of the crossing arrival.

is a little helpless, he just wants to be a low-key macho man.

'Huh? What is this? ’

Bracing Erlang's legs, half-leaning on Lao Zhu's dragon chair, Ji Boying looked at the strange figure in the hall, this young man who looked handsome with his own three points... It's a bit like Zhu Laosi.

Ji Boying had never seen the young Zhu Di, but he only felt that this young man was very similar to Zhu Laosi in Jianwen Time and Space.

After the thunder, a slightly embarrassing dry cough sounded in the hall.

Ah Biao patted Zhu Laosi's shoulder again.

Suddenly, the corner of his eyes flashed over the dragon chair in the palace of the Son of Heaven, and he saw Ji Boying sitting on the dragon chair, and his face changed suddenly in an instant.

"Bold!"

Zhu Si also saw Ji Boying and shouted loudly.

"Bold!"

And in the next moment, another bold sound sounded in this Fengtian Temple.

Just when Zhu Di was confused, he felt that his buttocks were kicked violently, and a dog was planted in front of him, and just as he wanted to turn around and fight back, Lao Zhu's fierce face came into his eyes.

Thump.

Zhu Si knelt down in an instant.

"Father, the Holy Bow!"

Zhu Biao on the side was shocked, Zhu Si scolded because Ji Boying was sitting on the dragon chair, but his own father was angry because the fourth child scolded Ji Boying.

This means that since the father acquiesces that Ji Boying is qualified to sit on the dragon chair.

In Zhu Biao's heart, the river turned over and the sea turned upside down.

This is the supreme dragon chair that only the Son of Heaven can sit on, even if he Zhu Biao is the prince, as long as he does not ascend the throne for a day, anyone who comes to the side of this dragon chair is guilty of rebellion.

'What happened the hour when my father and this Ji Boying left?' ’

Zhu Biao was suspicious in his heart, obviously an hour ago, his father was still bent on killing this Ji Boying, and he was still thinking about trying to save this Ji Boying's life, how could this be like this?

Could it be true that I went to the Jianwen Dynasty?!

In fact, Zhu Biao was skeptical about going to Jianwen Dynasty in his heart, and he was more inclined to this as Zhu Di's trick to change people.

"Father."

Zhu Biao looked at Zhu Yuanzhang and didn't wait for him to 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, Mr. Ji's life is equivalent to our will, you should respect Mr. Ji more than us!"

'Uncle Huang? ’

Zhu Biao and Zhu Di were stunned when they heard this, Lao Zhu's brothers had already died, why did a righteous brother suddenly appear?

I saw Lao Zhu talking as he walked up the hall steps, came to the dragon chair, and sat down on the right side.

In fact, the dragon chair is one meter six wide, and 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 a bit of a problem with the operation."

After all, this is also the first time that Ji Boying has taken someone through, and when he took Lao Zhu back to Hongwu from Jianwen, he accidentally reversed the landing point of the two.

However, this dragon chair is really uncomfortable to sit on, too sloppy, not as good as the sofa.

"It's just a chair, if my brother likes it, let's find someone to fight it again tomorrow, it's exactly the same."

Lao Zhu didn't mind at all, and then looked at Xiao Zhu Si who was kneeling in the hall, and his eyes instantly became cold.

Just came back from the Jianwen Dynasty and witnessed 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 was based on the fact that Zhu Yunwen was a waste who couldn't keep the country, and Zhu Di used his own skills to prove that he was more suitable for the throne.

For Lao Zhu, it's still the same sentence.

Everything in heaven and earth, we give it to you, it is yours, we don't give it, you can't rob it.

Regarding Zhu Di's rebellion and seizure of the throne, Lao Zhu was somewhat unhappy.

Zhu Si, who was kneeling, suddenly felt a sigh in his heart, and instantly went over what he had done in the past few months, thinking that he had been very honest recently, and he hadn't stolen chickens or walked dogs.

Originally, I wanted to open my mouth to ask for a decree, but I didn't dare to open my mouth for a word.

"If there's a fart, let it go, let's get out of here."

Old Zhu said coldly, Zhu Di was already so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, thinking that he had poured blood mold today, and his brain was even more mushy, and he didn't know what to say.

"Father, the fourth child will be twenty in a few months, and he should go to Beiping to become a vassal according to the rules, and ask my father to give permission."

Zhu Biao said.

In his opinion, this is a very normal thing, after all, the request is just a formality, and the second and third members of the first two years are all in this process.

"Domain?"

"It's a fart!"

Lao Zhu patted the dragon chair and glared at the kneeling Zhu Di, he thought that Zhu Laosi would rebel from Beiping in the future, although he was not rebelling himself, he was not angry.

In addition, Lao Zhu also has a careful thought.

'Whether the things in the future can be changed or not, the Immortal Master didn't say directly, that is, it may not be able to be changed. ’

Lao Zhu is a father, but he is also an emperor, in Lao Zhu's eyes, the Ming foundation is the first.

If the future cannot be changed, his eldest son Zhu Ming is destined to die, and his eldest grandson Zhu Xiongying is destined to die early, then Lao Zhu has to think in advance about the choice of his successor.

The martyrdom of the Jianwen Dynasty has proved that Zhu Yunwen is a waste.

And his fourth son, not only is the most outstanding among the princes, so Lao Zhu does not plan to put Zhu Di to become a vassal, but to train him by his side and use him as a spare tire for the prince.

What Lao Zhu thought, Zhu Si didn't know.

'Daddy, what do you mean?!' ’

At this time, Zhu Si was both scared and angry, the second and third children all went to the domain to be at ease, why didn't they let themselves be in the domain?

"Speaking of the domain, I suddenly remembered something."

A calm voice sounded from the other side of the dragon chair.

"Chongba, have you set up a system of title succession for future generations?"

'Heavy eight?! ’

The corners of Zhu Biao and Zhu Di's eyes trembled when they heard it again, in the whole world, only the father's wife Queen Ma dared to call it a heavy eight, and it had to be in the absence of anyone else.

The two brothers subconsciously looked at Lao Zhu, and they were even more stunned.

Because Lao Zhu didn't show any signs of anger, but grinned.

"Yes!"

Lao Zhu smiled like an emperor of more than 100 catties, and seemed to be very satisfied with his system.

"Biao'er, you come to tell your imperial uncle about the clan title system we have set."

As the only founding emperor in history who was born from the grassroots, Lao Zhu is a peasant at heart, just like the words of tens of millions of peasants in this land.

What do you live in this life? Not for the sake of children and grandchildren.

It is precisely because he has endured too many hardships that Lao Zhu hopes that his children and grandchildren can enjoy happiness.

"Yes."

Zhu Biao took a deep breath, looked at Ji Boying sitting on the dragon chair, and opened his mouth a little in response.

"Uncle Huang."

"The father and emperor have set a total of eight titles for future generations, prince, county king, general of Zhenguo, general of auxiliary country, general of Fengguo, lieutenant of Zhenguo, lieutenant of auxiliary country, lieutenant of Fengguo, and lieutenant of Fengguo.

Lao Zhu listened to the knighthood system that he had pondered for more than a dozen overnight, and the more he listened to it, the more smiling his face became, and the smug expression was unobstructed.

In his opinion, it was simply a genius design.

"Among the many reasons for the death of the Ming Dynasty, this set of title inheritance system should be the first crime."

As soon as Ji Boying's voice fell, the smile on Lao Zhu's face instantly froze.