Jianwen time and space.

Zhu Laosi, who presided over the government of the Fengtian Temple for the first time after the Jingjing, had just left the court not long ago.

Although he is not an emperor yet, he is just a regent, but the feeling of being the boss for the first time can not be used with a cool word.

Especially looking at Zhu Yunwen, who dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak out on the dragon chair, he could only nod his head with himself, and from time to time he said, 'The regent is reasonable', the grievances of the past four years have been gone.

Back in the luxury frame of Yanwang's mansion, Zhu Laosi and Zhu Gaochi rode together, this Zhu Gaochi is not so fat, dusty, and his face is full of tiredness.

After all, when Jing was in trouble, Zhu Gaochi had been guarding Beiping, and when Zhu Laosi was about to attack Yingtian, Zhu Gaochi received the news that he set off from Beiping, and only entered Yingtian City at dawn today.

"Gao Chi, put away this silver bell, this is..."

Zhu Laosi took out the silver bell in his hand, and just wanted to explain to Zhu Gaochi.

Suddenly, the silver bell rang slightly, making a pleasant sound.

"Father, what is this?"

Zhu Gaochi looked at the silver bell, his eyebrows and eyes puzzled.

At this moment, the frame had arrived at the palace, slowly stopped, and Zhu Gaoxu, who was riding a horse and following the frame, was full of spirit.

"Father, eldest brother, I've arrived at the house."

At this time, the relationship between Zhu Gaochu and Zhu Gaochi was not as stiff as it was in the future.

In a word.

Didn't get a response.

"Father?"

Zhu Gaoxu lifted the curtain and looked at it, and his face changed suddenly.

Subconsciously retracted his head and looked at Zhu Gaosui on the other side of the frame.

"Third child, take a look."

"See what?"

is only nineteen years old, but Zhu Gaosui, who is already quite arrogant, lifted the curtain indifferently, and his face changed suddenly.

"Immediately give an order to seal off the entire city."

Zhu Gaoxu reined in the reins and whispered in a condensed voice.

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Yongle time and space, the palace of residence.

After the next dynasty, the old Zhu Di, Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Zhanji, the three grandfathers and grandsons gathered in the Yangju Palace, waiting for the wind chimes to ring.

When the wind chimes rang, the faces of the three of them were flushed with joy.

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Hongxi time and space, several feasts.

It's dark.

The time difference between this time and space is four hours different from Hongwu.

"Dad, you're not in good health, you've been guarding the day, let's go rest first, just keep watch here."

Zhu Zhanji knelt in front of the spirit of Emperor Daxing and looked at Zhu Gaochi in front of him.

"Nope."

"If Dad leaves, the news will definitely spread and fall into the mouths of your second and third uncles."

"Most of the eunuchs in this palace have received your second uncle's golden beans."

Zhu Gaochi took a deep breath.

"Although your grandfather left a testament when he appeared, the edict is an edict, and the truth is for you and my father and son to do it."

From the moment Emperor Yongle died, Zhu Gaochi was no longer the Zhu Gaochi of the past, and the world finally understood that this prince, who looked fat and stocky, had strong political skills and long-term vision, and was already the best in the world.

Bite~...

The wind chimes that the father and son hung around their waists moved at this time.

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Xuande time and space.

After summoning the cabinet Sanyang again overnight, Zhu Zhanji slept on the couch in the main hall of the Qianqing Palace, and had never slept so soundly since the onset of the disease.

In his dreams, he seemed to hear the sound of bells.

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Hongwu time and space, drunken immortal building.

On the three-foot mahogany platform, Lao Zhu sat upright, with a majestic form, which was the consciousness of being an ancestor.

Ji Boying sat on the main seat of the podium, in order to cater to the atmosphere, he deliberately changed his clothes today, which was selected for him by mercy and cherishing jade, and then made it overnight according to Ji Boying's own design.

In the words of later generations, this style is the new national style.

Nothing more than that.

His eyes swept over the main hall, and he saw one figure after another, condensing from nothingness, removing Zhu Biao, who was still popularizing knowledge for Song Lian in prison, plus Lao Zhu, a total of ten people.

Except for Lao Zhu, even if it is Xiao Zhu Si, this will be a confused face.

Because he not only saw Zhu Laosi, but also saw Lao Zhu Di, his eyes were facing each other, and the atmosphere was embarrassing.

Of course, it's not just the three of them who are embarrassed.

The three Zhu Zhanji and the three Zhu Gaochi were also confused, especially the third Zhu Zhanji had just woken up, and he firmly believed that he was dreaming, until he saw Ji Boying on the podium.

'So fat after Gao Chi? ’

When Xiao Zhu Si saw the three Zhu Gaochi, his pupils shrank, and two of them had to weigh themselves.

Make up your mind to make a weight loss plan for the two-year-old doll Zhu Gaochi from now on.

"Your Majesty, please take your seats."

At this time, Pity Xiangxiyu was dressed in a glass gauze skirt, one black and one white, and entered with a smile, when the two of them drove last night, Ji Boying had already explained to them what they were going to do next, although they were shocked, but fortunately, they had made psychological preparations in advance.

Under the guidance of mercy and cherishing jade, the three Zhu Di, the three Zhu Gaochi, and the three Zhu Zhanji sat down in an orderly manner, and distributed their student number jade plates.

Lao Zhu's student number is "Jiayi", Zhu Biao's student number is "Jia2", Xiao Zhusi's student number is "Jiasan", Zhu Laosi's student number is "B1", Jianwen Zhu Gaochi's student number is "B2", Lao Zhu Di's student number is "C1", Yongle Zhu Gaochi's student number is "C2", Yongle Zhu Zhanji's student number is "C3", Hongxi Zhu Gaochi's student number is "Ding Yi", Hong Xi Zhu Zhanji's student number is "Ding Er", and Xuande Zhu Zhanji's student number is "Wu Yi".

This naming rule is very simple, Hongwu - Jianwen - Yongle - Hongxi - Xuande, corresponding to A-B-C-D-E, and one, two, and three correspond to the ranking in their respective time and space.

After the nine people sat down, they didn't dare to say anything, after all, Lao Zhu sat on the stage and watched them.

Even the two Zhu Zhanji, "Ding Er" and "Wu Yi", have never seen the appearance of their ancestors, but they can guess the identity of Lao Zhu with their intuition.

"Remember."

"From the moment you step here, forget your name, forget your identity, from now on, the student number of the jade plate in your hand is your only codename."

Ji Boying's voice was calm, and he glanced at the nine true dragons below, and found that it was not as difficult to distinguish as expected.

The three Zhu Di are young and old, which is very easy to distinguish, Jianwen Zhu Gaochi and Xuande Zhu Zhanji are also very different, and the only difficult ones are Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji of the Yongle and Hongxi dynasties.

The timelines of the two planes are so close that there is little difference in appearance.

"All deaf?!"

Lao Zhu broke off with a snort.

"Yes!"

The nine of them straightened their waists in an instant, and even the old Zhu Di, who was in his sixties, roared out.

With a slight sigh of relief, Ji Boying spoke.

"Our classes are divided into two categories, theoretical and practical observation."

"Today's is the first theory class."

"And the first practical observation class: "Orthodoxy - Jingtai - On How the Ming God of War is Refined", will be after the end of the first theoretical class, all the staff will go."