'Pick three?! ’

Fu Wang Zhu Changxun's voice settled.

Lao Zhu was stunned, his brain was buzzing, and his blood pressure instantly soared to two hundred.

He thought about what kind of astonishing reply this unscrupulous descendant who looked like a pig, but he never thought that he would get such an unexpected one!

Pick three?

Where did you conjure up three?!

Ji Boying was also stunned when he heard this, and almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Zhu Changxun, this fat pig is really a talent, why don't you choose C?!

Nation!

The mace in Lao Zhu's hand hammered directly towards Zhu Changxun.

"Pick three!"

Zhu Changxun's screams burst out instantly.

"Pick three!!"

"Let's tell you to pick three!!"

Then he hammered a few more sticks, until his arm felt sore, and Lao Zhu put down the wolf teeth in his hand.

Looking at Zhu Changxun, the blessed king who suffered a few wolf teeth from his ancestors, except for his blue nose and swollen face, he looked like a nobody, which perfectly interpreted how arrogant it is to have a fat body.

If this was a Jiajing immortal who looked like a crane, and was hit by Lao Zhu's wolf teeth, it is estimated that he would have been broken and half disabled.

Emperor Zhu Zaikun of Longqing is the best example, a good person, he was brutally disabled by Lao Zhu.

At this moment, Zhu Changxun, the blessed king, didn't react much at all, so he lay on the ground and pretended to howl a few times to satisfy the ancestor's sense of achievement.

The mace smashed on him like it hit an irregular air cushion.

But this is also Lao Zhu's affection for his children and grandchildren.

The mace in his hand is specially made.

Lao Zhu deliberately ordered the fatal wolf teeth on the stick to be smoothed.

"What's the daze? Don't hesitate to kowtow to grandpa! ”

Lao Wanli saw that Zhu Changxun was not abnormal, his heart suddenly relaxed, and he opened his mouth repeatedly, he was afraid that if it was a little later, he would not be able to save his precious son.

'Grandpa?! ’

In such a few minutes, Zhu Changxun, who had already been beaten more than in the first half of his life combined, suddenly woke up with a pig-like brain, and his brain circuit turned back, as if he finally understood what was going on in front of him.

didn't think much about it, regardless of his three-seven-twenty-one, the 'bang' kowtowed on the ground with a strong bang.

"Don't Xiao descendant Zhu Changxun, let Grandpa Taizu fall!"

No matter how stupid he is, Zhu Changxun also knows that he has no choice at all now, so he will get through it first.

Anyway, as long as my father still loves me, then I will turn over one day, after all, this grandfather can't stay in the world all the time, and sooner or later he has to go underground.

This is the law, the ghost gate opens once a year, this is what the old Taoist priest in the palace told him.

In Zhu Changxun's opinion, these ancestors should all come from underground.

'I don't stay underground during the Chinese New Year, and I am scary for no reason, what kind of scourge are these ancestors. ’

King Fu muttered in his heart.

Lao Zhu handed the mace to Xiao Zhu Si and carried it, took a few breaths, and looked at the tenth grandson who was as fat as a pig and itched his teeth.

Then, his eyes fell on Lao Wanli.

"Take your pig-like son, confiscate your family wealth, distribute it to Lingnan, and lose weight to 100 catties."

Bang!

Lao Wanli and Fu Wang Zhu Changxun exploded instantly when they heard the last six words.

'Skinny to a hundred pounds! ’

Zhu Changxun knelt on the ground, and was about to cry out with a 'wow', he is now more than 300 catties, and he has to lose more than 200 catties of meat to return from Lingnan, which is even more painful than killing him.

"Huh?"

Seeing that Lao Wanli didn't move, Lao Zhu's eyes were cold.

"Or do you want to go to Lingnan together?"

Groov.

Lao Wanli panicked, his scalp was numb in shock, and he hurriedly responded.

"The ninth grandson, Zhu Yijun, obeys the holy order of Taizu."

Then Lao Wanli looked at his precious son, with a deep sense of unbearability in his eyes.

But there is no way, it is better to sacrifice one than to wipe out the whole army, as the saying goes, 'keep your dad here, don't be afraid of no meat to eat'.

Lao Wanli gave King Fu a look.

The gist is: Son, my father and I are now unable to protect myself, so I can only wronged you to go to Lingnan to lose weight first, you can rest assured, after you lose weight by 100, your father will immediately take you back, and you will be raised again for nothing.

"Lingnan forget it."

Ji Boying interrupted at this time.

"yes, yes, let's change places!"

Lao Wanli was overjoyed when he heard this, the immortal master spoke for his son, as long as the immortal master spoke, the grandfather would definitely listen!

Zhu Changxun was also stunned, and his heart was inexplicably a little moved, and he looked at Ji Boying excitedly, it turned out that this immortal master still had a bit of humanity.

"Distribute Guizhou Longchang, just enough to feel the breath of the saint up close, maybe there is a chance to understand some of the saint's experience from it."

Bang...!

Zhu Changxun was instantly stupid.

Guizhou Longchang belongs to the land of Qianzhou, exile, the living conditions are extremely bad, compared to Lingnan, the place of Longchang, the wilderness is full of wild people of ethnic minorities, extremely vicious fugitives, a word is not dealt with, it is a white knife into a red knife out.

Even when Mr. Yang Ming arrived at Longchang at the beginning of the year, his mentality almost collapsed.

"Okay, according to what my brother said, Zhu Changxun will be sent to Guizhou Farm, and he will lose weight to 100 catties."

"Hmm."

Ji Boying has always been a doer who does what he says, and he never inks when he does things, and glanced at Zhu Changxun, the king of blessings.

"Look at you, poor people."

"I save you the pain of trekking through mountains and rivers."

The voice fell.

Kneeling on the ground, before he could cry, the blessed king Zhu Changxun had already disappeared.

Of course, Zhu Changxun did not return to his luxurious Fuwang Mansion in Luoyang, but went to the leaky Longchang dilapidated house that Mr. Wang Yangming enlightened a hundred years ago.

There, as a descendant of the Zhu family, Zhu Changxun, the blessed king, will personally experience the relics of enlightenment of the Ming sage, and continue to trace the trajectory of the sage to pursue the way of heaven and man.

At the same time, lose weight.

Lao Wanli looked at the position where King Fu disappeared, his pupils shrank sharply, his eyes instantly became anxious, he couldn't wait to give the next will to the governor of Guizhou, provided that there was a person named the governor of Guizhou in Guizhou.

But even if it was an urgent decree from the capital for 800 miles, when the decree arrived in Guizhou, and when the officials in Guizhou went to Longchang to find Zhu Changxun, this blessed king Zhu Changxun had already eaten a lot of wild grass, and it was estimated that he was about the same as half a savage.

Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, everything depends on Zhu Changxun himself.

"In addition, give your nephew Zhu Changshu a decree."

"Within a three-day period, he was ordered to return to the people and donate five million taels of silver to fund the salary of the nine-sided army."

This Zhu Changshu is the son of Zhu Yiyi, the king of Lu, when Zhu Yiyi became a vassal, he used more than 500 ships to transport treasures and furniture.

"Fourth."

Ji Boying looked at Lao Wanli.

What he was about to say just now was not completely finished.

"I ordered the crown prince Zhu Changluo to go out of the pavilion to study."

As far as Zhu Changluo's reading is concerned, it is also strange.

Now that he is approaching the year of knowing the destiny of heaven, the thirty-six-year-old crown prince Zhu Changluo has not studied much seriously for more than 20 years.

Thinking that Zhu Changluo's first class was in the twenty-third year of Wanli, that is, when Zhu Changluo was thirteen years old, and Wanli, who had always been accustomed to extravagance and waste, also deliberately issued an edict: The crown prince went out of the pavilion to study, and all gifts were reduced.

You must know that Wanli began to study in the pavilion when he was five years old, and a grand ceremony was held.

And the most puzzling thing is that Zhu Changluo's school time has also been changed, and the time for the royal children of the Ming Dynasty to go to school and study is generally at the end of the day (9 o'clock in the morning-11 o'clock in the morning), and it is also very thoughtful to equip winter and summer vacations, in case continuous classes are too depressing.

But Zhu Changluo's class time was inexplicably set by Lao Wanli at Yin Shi (3 o'clock in the morning-5 o'clock in the morning), which means that Zhu Changluo got up to read every day before the rooster crowed, and also canceled the winter and summer vacations.

Then there is the teacher selected for Zhu Changluo.

Generally speaking, the crown prince is the prince of the country, and the teachers selected for the crown prince must be imperial talents and respected literary figures throughout the country.

But Zhu Changluo's teacher is very strange, don't say whether he is famous or not, one speaks with an incomprehensible southern accent all day long, and the other is a big fat man who pants when he says two sentences.

But under such difficult conditions, Zhu Changluo could only endure it, and he didn't even dare to show the slightest unhappiness, after all, it would be good to have food to eat, and he could take care of a few dishes.

However, this is the configuration, and I read this book for less than two years, and after these two teachers resigned due to something, and then it was inexplicably broken, and no new teacher was chosen after that.

And since then, the crown prince Zhu Changluo has never read again.

No matter how the ministers of the court and the central government have been writing to Lao Wanli for many years, or even kneeling outside the noon gate and begging the Wanli Emperor to allow the crown prince to go out of the pavilion to study, it is also useless.

Lao Wanli just didn't care, as if Zhu Changluo was not his own son, as if it was a sin to read to Zhu Changluo.

Zhu Changluo's treatment, compared with the blessed king Zhu Changxun, is simply a world of difference.

"Well, let your eldest grandson, Zhu Youxiao, go out of the pavilion to study together."

Speaking of Zhu Youxiao, the eldest grandson of Lao Wanli.

That is, the master carpenter who is easily soluble in water, Ji Boying feels bitter for him.

Since his father didn't even have a book to read, and his son certainly didn't go to school, so Zhu Youxiao didn't have a day of royal education until the day he ascended the throne at the age of sixteen.

Naturally, the same is true of his younger brother Chongzhen Zhu Youzhen, who succeeded him later.

Neither of the two brothers has received a serious royal education, and they have not even mastered the most basic imperial belly black arts.

Of course, later generations called Zhu Youxiao an illiterate emperor, which is really a bit too dark.

Zhu Youxiao is the eldest son of the crown prince, even if he can't afford to go to the royal aristocratic school, he can still afford a private tutor, and there are literate eunuchs around him, so it is impossible not to be literate, and it can only be said that the cultural level is really not high.

At all, this old Wanli didn't think about the matter of his children and grandchildren taking over the country after he sent it.

The fact that the prince was never allowed to study can also be reflected on the side, and Lao Wanli really lives with the mentality of 'I will enjoy it in my life, and let the flood be monstrous after death'.

"If you don't pay attention to the Prince's Teaching, are you going to ruin our Daming country?!"

Lao Zhu glanced at Lao Wanli coldly.

"The Immortal Master emphasized the importance of educating the prince in the class many times before, but you have wasted the prince's studies to this point, which is simply extremely ignorant!"

Even Ah Biao couldn't stand it anymore, and rarely reprimanded Lao Wanli, the emperor of later generations.

On weekdays, Ah Biao rarely comments on these later generations.

After all.

These are the children and grandchildren of Yan Fan, and the vein belonging to his Zhu Biao has long since withered.

Therefore, he will hardly do any reprimands for these later generations of emperors, and they are all made by Lao Zhu Di or Zhu Laosi.

"You scumbag!"

Jiajing Immortal slapped Lao Wanli directly on the back of the head.

The two sons of heaven after him, one is his son and the other is his grandson, both of which make people's blood pressure soar, which does not mean that his Jiajing immortal seeds are not good.

As for Zhu Youzhu and Zhu Houzhao, the two fathers and sons didn't feel it at all.

After all, Jiajing's branch was passed down from Zhu Jianshen.

Lao Wanli lowered his head and didn't dare to speak at all, he had no room for defense in the matter of not letting the prince study.

Ji Boying glanced at Old Wanli with his head bowed and continued.

"Fifth."

"And the last one."

"From now on, the salaries of the nine-sided army will be paid in full, especially in the towns of Liaodong, and the armaments will be reorganized, and the troops of the Korean and Yehe tribes will be summoned to gather troops in Liaodong to prepare for the destruction of the Jurchen Jin Kingdom."

The voice fell.

Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, and Zhu Laosi, the sons of heaven, all had a flash of war in their eyes.

For this Wanli Dynasty, destroying Houjin and killing Nurhachi is the thing they expect the most.

"After we have pacified this Jurchen, we will compete with this Nurhachi with our own hands."

Old Zhu Di is also the head of the jaw.

"I also want to see what kind of person this Nurhachi is, who can defeat my Ming Dynasty and steal the Central Plains."

When the other princes of heaven heard this, they all looked angry, and they couldn't wait to find Nurhachi immediately and go up and chop him alive.

Only Lao Wanli was stunned when he heard it, and he was a little puzzled.

"Immortal Master, Nurhachi is just a savage, and the so-called Jin Country is just a land of projectiles, why bother so much (waste of silver)."

"You know the."

Normally, when Lao Zhu Di came out, Zhu Laosi watched silently, but this would also glared at Lao Wanli and scolded him sharply.

"The Jin State established by Nurhachi in Jianzhou replaced my Ming Dynasty and entered the Central Plains, all because you kid is not engaged in national affairs, and you sit and watch this Nurhachi become big and raise tigers."

Old Wanli was stunned in his heart.

Replace Da Ming? Entering the Central Plains?!

He is rotten to the extreme, but in Lao Wanli's heart, if anyone dares to fight the idea of the Ming Dynasty, then he can't be rotten.

When Korea had been captured by the Japanese state, the ministers of the Ming court were still arguing about whether to fight or not, and at this time, a will of Lao Wanli came from the harem, and the final word was made and the troops were immediately sent to Korea.

This was true of the Three Great Marches, and so was the Battle of Sarhu.

In the original historical battle of Salhu, Lao Wanli paid special attention to this battle, not only specially ordered Yang Hao on the front line of the governor to urge the battle, but even the shortage of Liaodong military salaries was taken out of the inner treasury by gritting his teeth.

It's a pity that he underestimated Nurhachi and the Eight Banners Cavalry, thinking that this time was no different from the previous counterinsurgency, and in the end he even lost his underwear.

"Yes, I will issue an order tomorrow to recruit a large army to prepare for war in Liaodong."

Lao Wanli hurriedly responded.

"Hmm."

"Just gather a large army, no need to send generals."

Ji Boying specifically noted this.

With these generals of the Wanli Dynasty, although there are Li Rubai and others, it is still a bit difficult to defeat Nurhachi's Eight Banners cavalry on the frontal battlefield.

"Brother, we had a special discussion with Biao'er and the fourth before, in this battle of Salhu, there is no problem with the strategy of dividing first and then combining troops, and it is also the best way from the perspective of the terrain of Salhu."

"The main problem is that the armies of all stripes are unable to stop Nurhachi, but are being broken one by one."

"Therefore, in this battle, in our opinion, what is needed is a general who is the vanguard of the field, and the main general who enters each way must be a fierce general who can fight with Nurhachi's cavalry on the frontal battlefield."

The voice fell.

The old Zhu Di next to him had a gleam in his eyes.

"I'll take it all the way!"

Ji Boying didn't care about what Lao Zhu Di said.

At the current age of old Zhu Di, he has long passed the stage of being a pioneer.

In Ji Boying's heart, the best candidate who can finally break Nurhachi has been decided.

Lao Zhu also nodded his head.

"Since this battle is going to be fought, then we must fight the national prestige of my Ming Dynasty, and we must crush these Jurchen braids head-on in the wilderness with absolute crushing! Wipe out these ignorant savages! ”

"Let these Jurchen savages know that I can't do it! Hanbian is inviolable! ”

At this moment, in Lao Zhu's heart, there is also the best candidate.

The two of them glanced at each other, and they both saw the answer in their respective eyes.

I am 100,000 across the world, who dares to call me a true hero.

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PS: Today's 10,000-word update is available!

PS: I'm going to get up very early tomorrow to take my wife to do the final prenatal checkup, so I can't stay up late to write, and I'm finally about to give birth!

PS [Heavy]: Tomorrow's big chapter will be updated.,If it's fast, it may look like six or seven o'clock in the evening.。

PS: Remind the brothers, you must not believe in any foreign high salary, let alone believe in beautiful online dating, be cautious to travel to various parts of Southeast Asia, and be sure to pay attention to personal safety.

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