Although he has decided to pass the throne to Zhu Gaochi in his heart, it does not mean that Lao Zhu Di has no feelings for his second son, on the contrary, he feels a little guilty about the second son, and wants to compensate from other aspects, such as adding money.

And Zhu Zhanji, who was about to say goodbye to Old Zhu Di and Ji Boying, was stunned the moment he heard this question.

Second uncle?

The second uncle is already cooked!

Although the objective facts are true, the words must not be said like this, otherwise with the temperament of Lao Zhu Di, a violent beating is inevitable.

Zhu Zhanji's expression changed like flowing water, his eyes welled up with sadness, and he sighed.

"Second uncle, he died unexpectedly."

"When I sent the imperial doctor, it was too late."

As soon as these words came out, Ji Boying was stunned.

Accidental death?

Is it the kind of accident that accidentally fell into a vat that was being roasted by the fire, and then 100% of the whole body was extremely charred on the outside and tender on the inside?

Good guy, it's different to be an emperor, your skin has thickened, and you don't have to pant when you lie, if I hadn't read a few years of history, I would really have believed it.

Ji Boying didn't expose it on the spot.

In the final analysis, how Zhu Gaoxu died, this is a family affair of his old Zhu family.

And there are some lies, which will have to be punctured sooner or later.

For example, when you give a lecture, you occasionally mention it.

There will inevitably be a scene of three Zhu Di beating Xuande Zhu Zhanji in class, and such a scene makes me a little excited when I think about it.

"Dead?"

Old Zhu Di frowned, and looked deeply at his eldest grandson, who was familiar with imperial techniques.

After a moment of silence.

"Immortal Master, let's go."

"Hmm."

Ji Boying nodded.

Suddenly.

If there is a gust of wind, it will blow in this Qianqing Palace.

When Zhu Zhanji looked at it again, the old Zhu Di and Ji Boying in front of him had already disappeared.

gasped violently, and Zhu Zhanji's pupils shrank.

If it weren't for all this happening in front of him, he wouldn't have believed that there was such a rare thing in the world, but he survived the critical illness and the existence of the silver wind chime in his hand showed that everything was real.

After taking a short breath, Zhu Zhanji's eyes were deep.

"Summoning the cabinet Sanyang."

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Yongle time and space, the Forbidden City, the palace of rejuvenation.

When Lao Zhu Di returned to his own world from Xuande time and space, the whole person looked a little trance.

Taking a deep breath, Old Zhu Di looked at the silver wind chimes in his hand and was silent for a long time.

"Jack Ma."

A shout.

Eunuch Ma, who was guarding outside the palace of the residence, hurriedly entered.

"Your Majesty."

"Go and summon the crown prince and grandson immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, he added another sentence.

"Call me for the second and third children."

Ma Yun paused slightly, and spoke continuously.

"Your Majesty, you issued an order an hour ago to expel the King of Han to the domain, and the King of Han estimated that he had been taken out of the capital by Jinyiwei......"

"Then chase me back."

Old Zhu Di went to this encounter with Hong Xi and Xuande, and his heart was very complicated.

His eldest son collapsed after ten months of succession, his eldest grandson also collapsed ten years after he ascended the throne, and his second son, who was most like him, died unexpectedly......

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Hongwu time and space, drunken immortal building.

The wind is bleak and cold, and there is a sense of early spring in the loneliness.

Ji Boying stood by the window, looking at the Qinhuai River, where the lights were reflected brightly, the moist wind fell on his cheeks, revealing tiredness.

Leaving from Xuande time and space, he first gave Lao Zhu Di three wind chimes, and after sending him back to Yongle, he went to Jianwen time and space again and gave Zhu Laosi two wind chimes.

In the end, he returned to Hongwu Drunken Immortal Tower.

"Master, it's time to rest in the middle of the night."

Pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, the two daughters stand on the side of Ji Boying, with long hair and waist, graceful posture, and a thin skirt looming.

These two daughters obviously did not leave alone, but wanted to serve Ji Boying and rest together.

In this regard, Ji Boying's heart is like water.

"Hmm."

Turning back to the table, Ji Boying spread out two pieces of rice paper, dipped the brush in ink, and drew it.

When he was a child, he practiced calligraphy for a few years, and his pen posture was quite good.

After a while, he put down the brush and handed the first piece of rice paper to Lianxiang.

"Tell me to go down and let people arrange the main hall of the Drunken Immortal Building overnight according to the drawings."

"Yes, master."

Lian Xiang respectfully took the rice paper, and just glanced at it, her beautiful eyes were full of surprise, she had been to many high-ranking mansions to perform when she was a prostitute in the Jiaofang Division, but she had never seen such a unique hall layout.

"Cherish the jade, take this down, and order someone to find a jade craftsman to make it overnight."

Ji Boying handed Xiyu another piece of rice paper, on which there were eleven pictures of jade plates.

"Yes."

Xiyu bowed and took the rice paper.

At a glance, the flower was discolored, and the proclamation in his hand almost shook off.

She didn't see the whole picture of the eleven jade plates, but just the three words of the first one, she was already scared and her liver trembled.

The content of this first jade plaque is very simple, divided into three lines.

First line, name: Zhu Yuanzhang;

Second line, year name: Hongwu;

The third line, student number: Ayi.

"What's the problem?"

Ji Boying looked at Xiyu.

"Lord, master, jade craftsman in the city, I'm afraid that no one dares to comply with the master's conditions."

Xiyu said in a low voice, for fear that Ji Boying would be angry.

Ji Boying was stunned and reacted instantly.

He forgot about the stubble of "for His Holiness", after all, even if later generations talked about it on the Internet, they didn't dare to mention those names, let alone the Ming Dynasty.

"Is there another one kneeling downstairs?"

"You give him this drawing and let him go to Zhu Di, the king of Yan."

When Xiyu heard this, she saluted and said yes.

A quarter of an hour later.

In the private room on the top of the attic, Ji Boying leaned on the bed, thinking about how to hold the first class tomorrow.

Babble~

The door opened.

Pity the fragrance, cherish the jade, and walk in slowly.

The second daughter came to the bedside and knelt to serve, lightly dressed in tulle, and her eyes were like silk.

"Everything that the master has told has been done."

Why don't you go back to your room to rest?

Ji Boying felt deeply that he had suffered the pain caused by his appearance, glanced at the second daughter who was rubbing his legs and shoulders, and then glanced at the black moon outside the window, the moonlight had sunk, and it was time to sleep.

"If you're tired, do it yourself."

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Outside the Drunken Immortal Building, the night was quiet, Li Jinglong, dressed in a red robe, holding a scroll of drawings, trembling his legs and crossing the threshold under the attention of many "Wuling Boys" and "Fengyue Women" outside the building.

This look looks like it has been squeezed dry.

"What do you see? Get out of here! ”

Bowing his head and yelling at the crowd, Li Jinglong dragged the door frame and was about to straighten up, when he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and subconsciously looked up, a pair of cold and fierce eyes were looking at him.

Cao Guogong Li Wenzhong and Li Dadudu, with a face like black charcoal, carried a bright and dangling horse chopping knife in his hand.

"Dad, if I say I didn't actually do anything, you... Do you believe it? ”