"Huh?"

After pinching it a few times, Zhu Zaikun felt that the feeling was not quite right, but he didn't think much about it.

After all, this thing feels different to people.

Then, habitually, the hands went to the sides.

However, when Zhu Zaikun picked up his hands, his brows suddenly wrinkled.

Because the touch of this dress is not quite the same as he expected, and he can't take it off.

Generally speaking, when your hands are stretched out to both sides, you should start with delicate fragrant shoulders, and the beauty will take the initiative to give it to you.

With doubts, Zhu Zaikun subconsciously tore open the silk that blindfolded his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a big face with a bit of simplicity in the fat meat, and a slightly resentful look.

Hong Xi is fat: Big fat I have a reputation in my life, but I was tarnished by this filthy sixth grandson!

"Who are you?!"

Zhu Zaikun's face changed suddenly in fright, he jumped back half a foot away, raised his hand and pointed at Hong Xi's big fat, and was so frightened that he softened directly.

It seems that the effect of this little pill is really not good.

It's much worse than the little blue pill.

Then, Zhu Zaikun's eyes subconsciously swept left and right slightly, and his scalp was numb instantly.

'Why are there so many people wearing dragon robes!' ’

'Could it be that Chengdu rebelled and built into my palace?!' ’

"This person is..."

Just when Zhu Zaikun wondered if these people were the thieves who assassinated the king, his eyes suddenly fell on a person in a Taoist robe in the crowd.

The familiar crane-like body shape, the familiar cheekbones with thin cheekbones, made him instantly dream back to that unforgettable late night in Jiajing's forty-five years.

In fact, for Zhu Zaikun, he is not very familiar with his father Jiajing Immortal.

After all, in line with the principle that the two dragons do not meet, Zhu Zaikun has never seen his father Jiajing Immortal a few times in his life, and before he ascended the throne, Zhu Zaikun was well-known for his caution inside and outside the court, and he just wanted to live silently in his Yuwang Mansion, and he never thought of showing his face in front of his father.

The reason why Zhu Zaikun was able to recognize Jiajing Immortal at this time was entirely because after Jiajing's death, Zhu Zaikun, as the heir emperor, naturally wanted to visit his father's body in person.

And dead faces are generally remembered more deeply.

Those who like to watch horror movies in the middle of the night should have a deep understanding of this.

As for the Jiajing Immortals, it's different.

He really didn't know Zhu Zaikun, and he couldn't even recognize which of his sons this was.

It's not because the two dragons don't see each other, it's purely because in Jiajing time and space, this Zhu Zaikun is still too young, and he is completely different from the appearance of being in his thirties now.

couldn't recognize it, in order to avoid the embarrassment of training the wrong name, Jiajing Immortal simply didn't stand up.

It was Lao Zhu, whose brows were furrowed very tightly.

Lao Zhu glanced at the seven orchids who were hiding in fear in this hall, and looked at Zhu Zaikun's prodigal appearance, according to his temper, he really wanted to hammer this prodigal child to death with a mace.

"Your Majesty."

At this time, Zhang Juzheng, who was embarrassed by his boss, squeezed out of the crowd.

Seeing the familiar Mr. Zhang, Zhu Zaikun seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and hurriedly grabbed Zhang Juzheng's arm.

"Let me introduce you to Your Majesty......"

Enduring the scratching pain in his arm, Zhang Juzheng began to introduce Zhu Zaikun one by one, the first one was naturally to introduce Ji Boying, the head of the Four Qings, and then Lao Zhu, the founding grandfather of the Ming Dynasty, and Ah Biao.

'Grandpa? Emperor Xingzong! ’

Zhu Zaikun listened stupidly directly, what kind of daydream did he do! I actually saw the gods and ancestors!

"Your Majesty, these three are Emperor Cheng Zuwen."

Zhang Juzheng looked at Lao Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi, and Xiao Zhu Si at one time, and introduced them in detail very respectfully.

Groov.

Not sure why.

The moment he said this, Zhang Juzheng felt an inexplicable chill in his back, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he subconsciously looked forward and found three pairs of cold eyes staring at him.

'Where did I say the wrong thing?' ’

It is said that Emperor Cheng Zuwen is moody, quite the style of Emperor Taizu Gao, and when I see it today, it is true! ’

It's better to avoid it in the future. ’

Complaining in his heart, Zhang Juzheng forcibly suppressed his numb scalp and continued to introduce others.

When the circle is roughly introduced.

Zhu Zaikun was stunned in place: numb, completely numb.

At a glance, they are all ancestors.

"I put the country in your hands, and you squandered it like this?!"

Jiajing Immortal stood up and scolded sharply.

After all, he is a father, and in front of so many ancestors, it is really unreasonable not to say something.

Zhu Zaikun's neck reacted in an instant, and he lowered his head, not daring to say a word.

"Go back."

Ji Boying glanced at Jiajing Immortal.

Jiajing Immortal bowed sideways: "Okay! ”

Are you embarrassed to say that people squander?

Playing shooting games, can there be a cultivator who asks to burn money?

When Longqing took over the Jiajing treasury, there were less than two million taels of silver left.

And the treasury handed over by Longqing to Wanli is a cornucopia of continuous silver, otherwise how can it afford to fight the three major campaigns of Wanli.

Of course, although these have little to do with Longqing, a shooting master, as long as it happened in the Longqing Dynasty, it must be counted as a historical merit in the name of Zhu Zaikun.

Ji Boying walked out slowly and came to Zhu Zaikun's side.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the seven orchids of the Western Regions who were kneeling on the ground in fright, which was not bad from what was recorded in the history books.

Zhu Zaikun was suppressed for too long before he ascended the throne, and after he ascended the throne, he began to indulge in crazy desires, and when he played later, he was no longer interested in domestic beauties.

Commonly known as: aesthetic fatigue (I don't know if she's good-looking).

So I started to hunt abroad.

This point is essentially similar to the pursuit of things like Yanmar by some senior flower customers in later generations.

"There is only one thing I want you to deeply realize in this practical observation class."

As Ji Boying spoke, everyone stood up straight, their eyes were fixed on Ji Boying, and they listened carefully.

Of course, this gaze is also on Zhu Zaikun.

"When it comes to how you treat your successor, you don't just need to follow the system we set before."

"It is even more important to teach the successor by word and deed."

Longqing: I... Turned into a negative textbook?

Ji Boying's gaze, especially on Zhu Qizhen, Zhu Jianshen, Zhu Youji, and Zhu Houxi, the 'fathers' in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, these guys basically have no education as successors.

Including Zhu Youji.

I don't know if the old Zhu family is dead.

Several emperors in the early Ming Dynasty were hand-in-hand training successors, but in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, one was more wonderful than the other, and none of the successors were properly trained and on the road.

Ji Boying raised his hand and pressed it on Zhu Zaikun's shoulder.

It was not a lot of strength, Zhu Zaikun's legs were weak in an instant, and he almost collapsed, but Zhang Juzheng on the side hurriedly supported him.

Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Zaikun and frowned slightly.

His face is pale, and his qi is so weak that he is so happy.

Your father took medicine to seek longevity, and you took medicine for a long time.

According to the original historical timeline, the current time and space of Longqing is already the autumn and winter of the fifth year of Longqing, and in May of the sixth year of Longqing, the Emperor Longqing has to die in the west.

The time is near, and this kid must be given an addiction. ’

Once the space-time namer returns to the west, the space-time entrance will also be closed.

Therefore, Ji Boying could not let Longqing return to the west according to the original plan, and he had to prolong his life.

And Zhu Zaikun's method of prolonging his life is actually very simple, if you really want to talk about it, there is actually no underlying disease, it is pure indulgence and drug addiction that has killed him.

As long as from now on, control your hands, control your handles, join the army of abstinence with the determination to win, and be a person without distractions.

Then add a few months of medicinal diet conditioning, and you can live for at least twenty more years.

"Alright, now go back and rest for a quarter of an hour, and then continue with the lesson."

Impart knowledge and prolong the national honor.

Time is running out, and there is no time to wait.

Swish.

A large group of people in this temple disappeared in an instant.

The seven women from the Western Regions who were so frightened that they shrank up were all stunned with their eyes open, and then shouted in panic.

"Assassin!"

"There are assassins!"

"Your Majesty has been captured!"

“…………”

…………………………

Hongwu time and space, the main hall of the drunken immortal building.

On the rice paper on the podium, in the line under "How to maintain the basic plate of the empire", the original topic of Longqing has been erased and replaced with a new one, which has aroused the interest of many people in the class.

At the same time, he frowned.

The final glory, this literal meaning, everyone understands.

"The Three Great Expeditions of Wanli - The Last Glory of the Ming Dynasty"

It would be a quarter of an hour during recess.

Lao Zhu and Ah Biao stood in front of this podium rice paper, Lao Zhu's eyes were on the "Three Great Expeditions of Wanli - The Last Glory of the Ming Dynasty", and Ah Biao's eyes were focused on "how to maintain the basic plate of the empire".

In fact, Lao Zhu can almost be calculated, when he first met the immortal master, he knew that the Ming Dynasty's Guozuo was 276 years, and this Wanli should be almost at the end of the Guozuo.

"Father, today the Immortal Master has spent so much time and has given extra emphasis on explaining the importance of the Royal Heavenly Academy."

"It can be seen that the Royal Heavenly Academy is a pivotal existence in the future development of my Ming Dynasty."

"That's what Erchen thinks."

Ah Biao paused for a moment and continued.

"As the immortal master said, to rejuvenate the country through science and education, and to rejuvenate the country with talents, we must have indispensable talents for the construction of the Tiangong Institute in the Ming Dynasty."

"Now that Guozijian is being rebuilt, relying on the imperial examination to select the talents of the Tiangong Academy, it will definitely be too late in the short term, so the sons want to ask their father for permission, and order all provinces across the country to recommend strange people and talents, and after selecting and sending them to the Beijing Division, they will be screened by the imperial court, so that they can gather a group of talents who build the Tiangong Academy in the fastest time."

Ah Biao said in a condensed voice.

After hearing this, Lao Zhu's brows furrowed slightly.

Then, he patted Ah Biao on the shoulder.

"Biao'er, you've been in class for so long, won't you still be a brother?"

"Huh?"

Ah Biao was stunned, he really didn't understand the meaning of Lao Zhu's words.

"The core of the empire's ability to ensure a safe inheritance lies in the willingness of the Son of Heaven to give the prince a certain amount of imperial power."

If the emperor of any dynasty said this to the crown prince, the prince would have to kneel on the ground with a thud, trembling with fright.

But Lao Zhu and Ah Biao are exceptions.

"Erchen knows."

"Well, in the future, if it is not a military matter related to the country, you can make your own decisions, and let someone write a recital and present it to me for reading afterwards."

Ah Biao took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

"Yes."

"After class, Erchen and Mr. Berwyn will discuss the method of recommendation."

"Hmm."

Lao Zhu nodded slightly, and glanced at the main hall.

At this moment, everyone is gathered in twos and threes, so it is not lively.

For example, Lao Zhu Di took Zhu Laosi and Xiao Zhu Si, and the three Cheng Zuwen emperors surrounded Zhang Juzheng, who did not know the slip of the tongue, in a hidden corner.

Jiajing Immortal made a basin of water with the young Zhu Houxi, and excitedly shared his cultivation experience, especially Jiajing Immortal's understanding of "H2O+C→H2+CO", and the young Zhu Houxi, who listened, was enthusiastic and practiced on the spot.

Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao was also with the young Zhu Houzhao, and the two of them mainly discussed the great victory in Yingzhou.

Jianwen Zhu Gaochi, Yongle Zhu Zhanji, orthodox Zhu Qiyu and other young students also got together, it didn't matter what they were doing, it all depended on their age, and they fought together.

The blackened Zhu Qizhen found Wang Yangming, with a pious face, and asked for the mystery of learning the heart.

Especially around Yao Guangxiao, there are many important ministers from various time and space, and they are full of interest in the black-clothed prime minister who gave a white hat to Zhu Di.

As for the others, they are also accompanied by their own accompaniments.

Only the orthodox pig's head fort, this will be a person lying on the table, his face is full of boredom, he wants to find someone to talk to, but no one pays attention to him, he wants to fight crickets, but he was kicked out by Emperor Xuande.

In the end, he had to focus on the newcomer Longqing Zhu Zaikun, and walked over with a smile.

However, when the pig's head fort finished introducing himself, he thought that he was more or less an ancestor in front of this Longqing, and he still had face, and he was looking forward to having a conversation with Zhu Zaikun.

Zhu Zaikun glanced at him meaningfully, and then said, "Get out." ’

Meanwhile.

The loft top room, the place by the window.

Ji Boying stood in this old position, the cigarette in his hand burning quietly.

Even if you don't smoke it, it will keep the smoke on fire.

Here in Ji Boying, the time for the two cigarettes to burn out is almost a quarter of an hour, and you can go down to class.

"Immortal Master, there is a problem with the student."

Voices came from outside the door.

"Enter."

Babbling, the door opens.

The starter is Zhu Qiyu, the Jingtai Emperor of Tianshun Time and Space.

"How's it going, how has your body been feeling lately?"

Ji Boying asked with a smile, stomach bleeding is not so easy to treat, even if the acute is stopped, it still has to be recuperated for a period of time.

The first time he asked the immortal master a question alone, Zhu Qiyu, who was slightly cramped, hurriedly smiled.

"It's much better, Immortal Master Xie gave me the medicine."

"Well, sit."

Ji Boying waved his hand, and there were two more cups of tea on the table by the window.

"It's good to have questions, just ask, students don't have to be inhibited in front of the teacher."

Zhu Qiyu took a deep breath and nodded.

"Immortal Master, after the last class, Xingzong has already explained the previous classroom knowledge to us, the second batch of students, but the students still have one thing to understand."

"Silver expansion plan, do you have to take silver from the Wa Kingdom?"

Ji Boying looked at Emperor Jingtai Zhu Qiyu and did not reply immediately.

This problem is not only found by Emperor Jingtai, but also by other time and space in the middle of the Ming Dynasty.

And the reality of each time and space is very different.

For example, for Zhu Jianshen, the emperor of Chenghua, it is completely the same as in the early Ming Dynasty, directly forming an expeditionary force to do it, the treasury is full in the middle of Chenghua, the army is strong, and the country is in the chaos of the village war, and there is basically no suspense to win.

And in Hongzhi time and space, it is different, the Ming treasury in the seventeenth year of Hongzhi is empty, the armament is slack, and it is barely enough to hold the national border, let alone form a transoceanic expeditionary force, which is simply a fool's dream.

"If you can ask this question, it means that you have thought about it seriously and deserve praise."

Ji Boying first affirmed Zhu Qiyu's attitude in class, and then was about to speak.

Xiyu quickly ran in from the door, her face looking a little nervous.

"What's wrong?"

Ji Boying looked at Xiyu.

"Master, there's not quite something wrong downstairs..."

Ji Boying frowned slightly, got up and walked out quickly, and Emperor Jingtai Zhu Qiyu also hurriedly followed.

Sure enough, I looked down from the door of this private room.

The whole main hall was originally very noisy during recess, but it was quiet, and even a single hair could be heard falling to the ground.

On the podium, Ah Biao looked stunned.

He casually asked Lao Zhu Di a question on a whim just now, why is everyone suddenly quiet?

"Yongle Fourth, how are my sons?"

"Why don't you speak?"

"Why don't you speak?"

Old Zhu Di: Brother, my eldest brother, what do you want me to say?