'Half of the world is yours!' ’

Zhu Gaoxu turned over and pressed Zhu Gaosui to the ground with one hand, and the two brothers put on a position that was easily misunderstood.

Those fiery eyes seemed to be full of some kind of magic, at least Zhu Gaoxu thought so.

"Third child, don't you want to taste the taste of dominating the world?!"

"Third child, you don't want to sit on top of those 10,000 people?!"

"The third child, you don't want to ......"

"I don't want to."

Before the bearded man could finish the third sentence, the arrogant layman decisively refused.

I thought that my father fooled Zhu Quan back then, up and down the country, and the storytellers on the roadside were all rotten, you fooled me with this thing, did you treat me as a monkey?

I look a bit like a monkey, but that's malnutrition! It's not a real monkey!

"No, you want to."

Zhu Gaoxu's voice just fell.

The arrogant layman wants to be arrogant again, he knows very well that his second brother's character must be no good.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a cold neck, and subconsciously looked at it, only to see a bright knife on his neck, and he quickly cut his throat at a glance.

"Brother, my second brother, we are brothers of the same mother, there is no need for this..."

Zhu Gaosui stared at the knife around his neck.

This knife is called 'Breaking the Army', and it was also a birthday gift he gave to Zhu Gaoxu that year.

"Hey, hey."

Zhu Gaoxu laughed.

"Third child, whether this knife is fast or not depends on whether you want it or not..."

"I think, I think!"

From this moment on, the arrogant layman is no longer arrogant.

Zhu Gaoxu put the knife away, grinned and patted Zhu Gaosui on the shoulder, then stood up and patted the ash on his buttocks.

"It's almost time."

"Immediately reorganize the army, and the troops will be smooth."

Tongzhou is the gateway of the Beijing Division, only a few dozen miles away from the Beijing Division Shuntian, under the rapid march, the army will arrive in an hour.

…………………………

Forbidden City, Qianqing Palace East Warm Pavilion.

Zhu Zhanji's eyes were full of murder, knelt beside the bed, and respectfully kowtowed to the lying big fat and Queen Zhang three times.

"Dad, mother, my son is gone."

Take a deep breath.

Zhu Zhanji stood up.

In the end, he still didn't choose to shake the wind chimes, and he didn't choose to ask the immortal master to help.

The reason is simple, and now he doesn't have that face.

He had known since the first class half a year later.

Hongwu, Jianwen, Yongle, Xuande, and the Ming Dynasty of other time and space have all taken over the Wa Kingdom in this half a year, and the most important one is that they have completely controlled the four island silver mines in the Wa Kingdom, and have begun to transport a large amount of silver to the country, and they have all begun to move in an orderly manner according to the plan of strengthening the country formulated by the immortal master.

However, he has not yet taken Japan.

The army and the Japanese army fought fiercely on the four islands, and the good news finally came a month ago, the army broke the main force of the Japanese in one fell swoop, and it is expected to take the silver mines of the four islands in the next month.

In other words, most of the elites in the current dynasty have been sent to the expedition to the Wa Kingdom and have not yet returned to the dynasty.

This is also one of the reasons why the King of Han hastily raised troops, but he was able to kill all the way to Tongzhou unimpeded.

Not only because of the secret attachment of those Jingnan generals along the way, but also because of the weak strength of the Beijing Division.

After all, there were only tens of thousands of troops defending the city in Jingshi, so naturally they could not be sent out to quell the rebellion, so they could only sit back and watch the King of Han kill all the way to the eyes of Jingshi.

This made Zhu Zhanji feel embarrassed.

After all, before he was killed by the rebels to Jingshi, as a student, he had no face to tell the immortal master what he said.

Another reason is that in Zhu Zhanji's view, the rebellion of his father's dynasty should be pacified by himself, and he can't throw everything to the immortal master.

If you can't even put down this rebellion, then you are not worthy to be a student of the immortal master, and you are not worthy to listen to the teachings of the immortal master!

Empress Zhang looked at Zhu Zhanji, who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, and stood up with tears in her eyes.

Slowly walked in front of Zhu Zhanji and gently stroked his head.

"Son, mother and your father, wait for you to come back at home."

"Go ahead."

Zhu Zhanji nodded heavily, then stood up and resolutely turned away.

The moment he stepped out of the East Warm Pavilion.

Bang~!

There was a loud bang in the sky, and at the same time, golden lightning swam away like a dragon.

The extra courtyard is even more stormy.

At the bedside of the pavilion, a figure appeared.

Exactly, Ji Boying.

Empress Zhang, who was still immersed in her husband's illness and worries about her son's expedition, subconsciously looked behind her and was suddenly stunned.

"Immortal Master!"

"Hmm."

Ji Boying glanced at Queen Zhang, and then carefully stared at Hong Xi's fat breath on the bed, which was very stable, obviously out of critical condition.

"When the two miracle doctors were there, they suddenly disappeared before they could leave a prescription, and now the imperial doctor of the Tai Hospital didn't dare to prescribe a prescription at all, for fear that something would go wrong."

Empress Zhang was beside her, and quickly told Ji Boying about Zhu Gaochi's situation.

"Hmm."

Ji Boying nodded slightly.

"Tomorrow, I'll have those two divine doctors come over again."

Then he turned around, looked at the door of the warm pavilion that had not been closed and was blown open by the strong wind, closed his eyes slightly and pondered, and roughly understood the current situation of this Hongxi time and space.

'This kid is a bit of the backbone of the old Zhu family. ’

But for the sake of national glory, you still have to take a layer of insurance. ’

Ji Boying didn't dare to bet that Zhu Zhanji would become the god of war of the Ming Dynasty, after all, this was completely different from the original rebellion of the Han King in history.

In the Hongxi time and space of this meeting, there are still a lot of people who stand in the Han Dynasty, and the opportunity for the Han King to rebel is also very good, the Son of Heaven who has just been on the throne for half a year is critically ill, and the country is in turmoil.

And there are only tens of thousands of people in the imperial division, and Zhu Gaoxu, who raised troops from Le'an, has gathered 60,000 or 70,000 people under his command.

If this Zhu Gaoxu really carelessly gave Zhu Zhanji a ga shot, then Ji Boying really had no place to cry.

When I was on the white list, I forgot about this kid. ’

"Immortal Master Xie~!"

Empress Zhang just wanted to salute, but suddenly found that the person in front of her had disappeared.

……………………………

Yongle Time and Space.

The time of Yongle time and space is very close to Hongwu time and space, and when Hongwu time and space have been lit up, Yongle time and space have just entered the middle of the night.

Tianshou Mountain.

The ancestral tomb of the Ming Tombs in later generations, the Ming Changling.

In the eleventh year of Yongle, Empress Xu of Renxiaowen was buried here, Emperor Yongle collapsed, and the emperor and queen were buried together.

The Temple of Grace.

At this time, outside the threshold of this hall, Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji both looked anxious.

"Dad, it's not okay to go on like this."

"Grandpa has been staying in the Qi'en Hall since the end of class, and it has been a whole day and a night when water and rice have not been eaten."

Zhu Zhanji hurriedly walked back and forth outside this hall, but Zhu Gaochi stopped in place and sighed, he knew the relationship between his father and queen mother best.

In the Hongwu Drunken Immortal Building, the glance of Hongwu Xu made the memory of the old Zhu Dichen sealed in his heart for more than ten years, surging into his heart, and he could no longer calm down.

When people are old, they miss the old the most, let alone seeing their favorite wife with their own eyes.

Zhu Zhanji's footsteps stopped, gritted his teeth, and stomped his feet.

"Dad, I'm going to deliver food!"

Zhu Gaochi's eyes froze, and he hurriedly grabbed Zhu Zhanji.

"You kid don't want to die?!"

"Your imperial grandfather has already issued a holy decree, no one is allowed to step into the palace of grace for half a step, and those who violate it will be executed!"

Zhu Gaochi knew very well in his heart, although his father usually raised this eldest grandson as a baby.

But at this juncture, maybe Dad will turn his face.

"So, so just wait?"

Zhu Zhanji took a deep breath.

"Dad, grandpa is in his sixties, and his health has deteriorated in recent years."

"If you stay up like this for a few more days, I'm afraid that you will have to ascend the throne ahead of schedule."

Syllable.

Zhu Gaochi kicked Zhu Zhanji's buttocks.

"You kid is so open-mouthed, do you want to die early?!"

Then, Yongle Da Fat took a deep breath and looked at his own good boy very seriously.

"Junki, there is one thing that Father wants you to remember."

"Don't think that you can be unscrupulous just because you saw you ascending the throne in other time and space in class, if your grandfather wants to abolish you, he can abolish you at any time."

"Immortal masters won't help you."

"I think you should also see that although the immortal master is an immortal, he is only an old man who is only for the purpose of educating the sons of heaven and earth, and he greatly respects the personal opinions of the great sons of each time and space."

Groov.

Zhu Zhanji paused, thought about it for a while, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Indeed, if you think about it, since I saw that my self in other planes had ascended the throne, my attitude was much more casual than in the past.

After all, with the idea of 'I will be the emperor in the future anyway', the respect for the throne in my heart is much relaxed.

Xiao Zhu took a deep look at his fat father, thinking that he was still in a stable state of mind with this fat father.

In any case, the heart is as frightened as weight, and it is as immobile as a mountain.

"Dad, I see."

Zhu Zhanji took a deep breath.

Then, with a thud, he knelt down towards the temple of grace and shouted loudly.

"Grandpa, if you don't have to eat, your grandson will kneel here until you eat!"

Since other methods don't work, the bitter meat trick will always work!

Meanwhile.

Inside the temple of Grace.

Old Zhu Di sat on the ground casually, sitting in front of Queen Xu's throne, sitting quietly like this, this day and night, he talked about the morning and twilight that the two of them experienced together in the past.

From marriage to whitehead, from Yingtian to Beiping, from double ten-year Hua to full of children and grandchildren.

"Miaoyun."

Old Zhu Di looked at the divine seat in front of the incense burner, and the eyes in his folded eyes were full of emptiness.

"I miss you."

This Yongle Emperor, who has fought all his life and made all countries come to court, is comparable to the Tang Dynasty Khan, at this moment, he is just an ordinary man, a husband who misses his deceased wife more than once.

"Promise me one thing, I'll let you husband and wife continue for another ten years."

A voice suddenly sounded in Lao Zhu Di's ears.

Old Zhu Di's heart was shocked, he suddenly got up and looked away, and Ji Boying stood calmly beside him.

Emperor Yongle has such a tender side, Ji Boying has really never seen it.

Fortunately, the function of summoning heroic spirits can summon people who have passed away in the current dynasty, not only men, but also women.

Of course, the only thing that can't be summoned is the Zhu family's bloodline.

"What the immortal master said, is it true?"

Old Zhu Di was excited, and his voice trembled a little.

"God doesn't cheat."

With a faint word, Lao Zhu Di's body trembled again, took a deep breath, and then took a few steps back and bowed deeply to Ji Boying.

"As long as the immortal master can let Miaoyun return, no matter what the conditions, I, Zhu Di, will agree to it! Even if it's Zhu Di's life! ”

Ji Boying glanced at Old Zhu Di.

"Don't worry, my life is of great use."

"Give you an hour, and after an hour, go out with me."

Ji Boying said nothing and walked towards the outside of the hall.

The moment he stepped out of the threshold, he met Zhu Zhanji howling loudly towards the hall.

"Shout louder, cough a little, your imperial grandfather loves you the most."

Zhu Gaochi was still urging Zhu Zhanji.

Seeing Ji Boying, Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Gaochi were both stunned.

Immortal Master?

"Don't howl, what should you do, what should you do."

Ji Boying glanced at Yongle Xiaozhu, and then strolled forward.

Under the moonlight, look around at this beautiful Changling Mausoleum.

In later generations, you have to buy a ticket to enter this place, and a ticket is dozens of yuan, which is precious.

And at this moment in the temple of grace.

Old Zhu Di looked at Ji Boying's departing back in a daze, with puzzles in his eyes.

I said I would return my wife, why did I leave?

"Your Majesty?"

A long and familiar voice broke Lao Zhu Di's doubts.

The whole person trembled suddenly.

He turned around slowly, and when he saw the familiar face, he froze, he didn't dare to move, he was afraid that all this was a dream, that it was all fake.

The Empress Xu in front of her is not a young face, but the appearance of being forty-six years old when she died, with beautiful sideburns and early age.

Although she also wondered why she suddenly appeared in this place.

But, she didn't want to think about it.

Stretching out her hand, Xu Miaoyun touched Lao Zhu Di's sideburns, with distress in her eyes.

"Your hair is a lot grayer."

Strike.

Old Zhu Di hugged Xu Miaoyun into his arms, buried his head in his wife's hair, tears surging his eyes, the Yongle Emperor who dominated the world, cried like a seven or eight-year-old child.

An hour later.

Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji, who were staring at each other outside the Qi'en Palace, suddenly heard footsteps coming from inside the hall, and the two of them looked subconsciously.

Airplanes~!

"Dad, deceit, deceit!"

"The imperial grandmother has cheated the corpse!"

There are Xu Miaoyun in other time and space, and Zhu Zhanji can understand that after all, Xu Miaoyun in other time and space has not died.

But this Yongle Dynasty, what else can it be except for deceiving corpses?!

Yongle Xiaozhu's psychological endurance is still not as good as that of Jiajing Immortals.

Old Zhu Di, who had just crossed the threshold of the palace, suddenly condensed a smile on his face when he heard this.

…………………………

Hongxi time and space.

It was dawn, and the air was snorting, mixed with a little humidity.

Jingshi Shuntian, the people had already received the news that the King of Han had rebelled and killed Jingshi last night.

Therefore, even when it is busy time, every house is still closed and the streets are extremely empty.

The virtue victory gate of the nine gates of the capital, the gate of the defense of Beiping in later generations was guarded by the Qian.

Facing the reddish morning light, the heavy Desheng city gate, between the quiet touch of several sergeants, the lock and key were pulled up, and the door was slowly opened.

Immediately after, the sound of horses' hooves came from outside the door.

The man in the front, the man on the horse, was wearing a red armor that didn't fit very well, and was obviously one size larger.

The thin monkey face hung a string of very disobedient beards, how awkward to look, the arrogant layman rode on the BMW that belonged to the Han King Zhu Gaoxu, and led the rebels into the Desheng Gate.

The arrogant layman had a gloomy face: Lao Tzu is even more damn unlucky than Zhu Quan! Zhu Quan at least doesn't need minesweeping!

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