Big head, big head, don't worry about rain;

People have umbrellas, but I have big heads.

Judging from this ballad, when Yuan Datou goes out on a rainy day on weekdays, he must not bring an umbrella.

But.

In this sequence of electing the Son of Heaven, even Yuan Datou, who is struggling to forcibly go online, but there are no emperors of the Qing Dynasty, even if he is a system dog, he is extremely disgusted with braids.

Also, the system adds a comment.

The general idea is that each of the outer heavens also has their own parallel time and space, and will not produce a butterfly effect on each other.

After sweeping the clarity of this call, Ji Boying's gaze was withdrawn from the last list, and the light screen in front of him disappeared.

'Next, who is more appropriate to teach the first lesson of the Son of Heaven? ’

For Ji Boying, instead of worrying about whether the people on this list meet the qualifications of the word 'Son of Heaven', he is even more entangled in his own choice.

Brother Zheng? Han Wu? Li Er? Zhao Da?

After all.

The reason why he wanted to summon the Son of Heaven to come to this Hongwu Drunken Immortal Tower was not to let these Sons of Heaven come to make soy sauce.

Instead, I hope that it can play a due role, and I hope that the sons of heaven who come here can talk about some meaningful things in combination with their own ruling experience, so as to improve the governance level of these Ming emperors and princes present.

As the saying goes, there must be a teacher for a threesome, to remove the disadvantages and retain the advantages, and learn from each other's strengths.

"The head is gone!"

That's right.

Wuzong Zhu Houzhao burst into cheers.

Ji Boying's attention then returned to the holographic projections around him.

Basically, there is no suspense at all, I saw Chang Yuchun and Mang Gurtai, the moment when the two of them were riding horses, the old scene of Wanli time and space appeared.

This Taichang time and space, Mang Gurtai, the fifth son of an old slave who killed his mother with his own hands, and Gualja Feldon, who can shoot a dozen strong bows at the age of twelve and is known as the enemy of ten thousand people, has no different ending.

As soon as it passed, the head flew.

Famous quotes: Say no to all bells and whistles.

——— often 100,000

"Chang 100,000 is really Chang 100,000, it's really brave! If I can have a constant 100,000, I will definitely be able to double the territory of the Ming Dynasty! ”

Lao Zhu Di looked at the projection, and easily shook the head of Mang Gurtai, who was already Chang Yuchun, who was the first to rush into the enemy formation, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

I would like to pay high respect to the god of the first field battle of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Laosi is the same, but I don't know why, when he sees Chang 100,000, he always thinks of Zhu Gaoxu, and his eyes subconsciously look at the projection where Zhu Gaoxu is.

"If I have a common spring, why not be afraid of knocking on the north."

Jingtai Emperor Zhu Qiyu let out a long sigh, he was really worried.

After all.

Tianshun time and space is the closest to the Tumubao Change, even if the defense of Beiping is won, but the national strength and military strength are still greatly damaged, and it is difficult to fully recover in the short term.

Therefore, the current Tianshun time and space cannot create such martial arts achievements as the Chenghua Dynasty.

And the most important point is that the whole dynasty, from the temples to the streets, all the people are in a state of extreme self-confidence, and the fear of the northern Warat, there is no sense of national security at all.

In order to rebuild this sense of security and to rebuild the trust of the country, it is necessary to fight against the north.

In this small year, in addition to reforming the government, Emperor Jingtai Zhu Qiyu has been thinking about another thing, that is, attacking Wara in the north and reshaping the national prestige of the Ming Dynasty.

Otherwise.

There has always been a Varat staring at the north, extremely constrained.

He was unable to launch an expeditionary offensive against Wajima, which was only one sea away, because once the domestic army was massively assembled, and once the domestic military force fell into an empty situation, the northern Warat would definitely take advantage of the weakness.

Although in Tianshun time and space, this will also be killed by his son-in-law because of adultery with his own daughter.

Well.

You didn't hear it wrong, and you didn't read it wrong.

The male lord of the Warat generation also committed adultery with his own daughter first, and then was gagged by his son-in-law.

Nomads are so emotional, they are so exciting, and they are so fierce and go straight to your three views.

Although according to Mongolian custom, sons can inherit their father's wives and concubines, but they are still very conservative about their own children.

After all, tiger venom does not eat children.

I have to say that the male lord of the Warat generation was also a fierce man first, and he really didn't eat and changed his life.

And after Yexian and his younger brother Boyan Timur went underground to report their deaths, the interior of Warat was directly divided into two parts, one of which was the Dulbert department led by the eldest son, and the other part was the Dzungar department led by the second son.

Despite the fact that the interior of the Varat appears to be weakening.

However, the overall offensive of Warat is still expanding externally, and the eyes of the second department of Warat are always focused on the fat of Daming, as long as Daming has any emptiness, he will definitely not fight such a good thing as the autumn wind.

After all, whether it is Durbot or Dzungaria, they all want to learn from their father to surround Shuntian with a wave of soldiers, which is a famous business for the ages.

Emperor Jingtai thought of this, sighed, and suddenly his shoulder was patted.

Subconsciously turned around and looked.

What caught Emperor Jingtai's eyes was the indifferent face of Emperor Tianshun who blackened Zhu Qizhen.

"My shame, I will get it back personally."

Blackened Zhu Qizhen stared at Emperor Jingtai and spoke lightly.

Hearing this, Emperor Jingtai frowned slightly, if he really handed over the power of the army to Zhu Qizhen, would he rest assured?

After all, if you want to turn against Zhu Qizhen, the yellow robe will be saved.

But think about it again.

Now that so many ancestors are present, and there are also immortal masters intervening from it, his throne has been recognized by the ancestors and immortal masters, and he is definitely sitting firmly, plus the blackened Zhu Qizhen returns to the heart.

Especially in the last battle of Wanli, the performance of blackened Zhu Qizhen on the battlefield was really amazing.

"Hmm."

Emperor Jingtai nodded.

Emperor Xuande on the side saw this scene, took a deep breath, and his eyes couldn't help but flush a little red, after all, he was a father.

One left and one right, raised his hand and patted the shoulders of these two children.

"Brothers work together, and their profits are golden."

One word motivates.

Coincidentally, the Orthodox Baozong was also beside him, and he was moved by Emperor Xuande's voice.

Just got up.

The blackened Zhu Qizhen didn't even look at the Orthodox Castle Sect, raised his leg and kicked the Orthodox Castle Sect's buttocks, and kicked the Orthodox Castle Sect into a shit.

Kick yourself, there's nothing wrong with it.

Then, as soon as Bao Zong wanted to speak, three eyes came towards the orthodox Bao Zong Biao.

"Get out."

An indifferent rolling word made Bao Zong's young heart suffer a heavy blow of more than ten tons.

Orthodox Fort Sect: ???

Anger rises from the heart.

It's okay if others dislike me, what's the matter if you dislike yourself?!

No way! I'm going to be angry!

"Jiannu's cavalry, the establishment has begun to partially collapse."

"We are often 100,000, invincible in the world!"

That's when it happened.

Wuzong Zhu Houzhao, who focused all his attention on the battle situation, couldn't help but let out a cheer, and for a while he couldn't find an outlet for his inner excitement, so he raised his hand and slapped it out.

Syllable!

Impartiality, this slap.

Lao Wanli, who was kneeling on the ground, hanging his head and rubbing his knees, raised his head violently: ???

glared at Wuzong Zhu Houzhao angrily, his red eyes were filled with tears of grievance, his mouth was aggrieved, and the red and swollen horizontal flesh on his face trembled uncontrollably.

People or ghosts have beaten me these days?!

"How?"

Wu Zong glanced at Old Wanli.

"Not convinced?"

Old Wanli just wanted to go crazy.

After all, the little bee in Longqing beat him, it was his father, Jiajing Immortal beat him, that was his grandfather, which chicken feather is this Wuzong Zhu Houzhao!

According to the bloodline, three generations of blood relatives have passed, and there is no need to burn the paper for him!

However, the eyes of the ancestors were cast in an instant, and the molars of the old Wanli were crushed.

"Just take it!"

His face was red, almost roaring.

Shout the most aggrieved words in the furiest voice.

Lao Wanli's heart is full of rain, he is used to it, and this will also become his future normal.

'A bunch of living treasures. ’

Ji Boying glanced at these big tomorrows.

Don't look at these guys, they are all emperors in their respective time and space, and when they arrive at this Hongwu Drunken Immortal Building, one of them is counted as one, and they are all funny.

"Brother, what are you going to do with this Jiannu of Taichang Time and Space?"

In Wanli time and space, Lao Zhu has already exploded.

Another headshot.

For this kind of repetitive work, Lao Zhu is not very interested.

Ji Boying frowned slightly, rubbed his chin for a moment, and his gaze fell on this projection.

He is also thinking about how to deal with this old slave in Taichang time and space to be more educational, how to squeeze out the surplus value of the old slave, and how to use the waste.

…………………………

Taichang time and space, often encounter the battlefield where spring is.

In this wilderness, the field battle is already extremely chaotic.

Sweeping the surrounding battle situation, Nurhachi's face had become extremely ugly.

Although the overall basic structure of the 30,000 cavalry of the Eight Banners he drew out is still there, the partial structure has been constantly crushed, and wherever the red horse passes, it will collapse.

And.

There is no one to stop at all.

Since Mang Gurtai was beheaded by a hero, in just half an hour, more than ten people have been beheaded one after another, and no one can stop this red horse.

'Who is this?' ’

'When did the Ming army have such a fierce general, this field combat ability is not much better than the Ming Dynasty founding god of war, Chang Yuchun! ’

Just as the old slave was thinking in his heart.

Suddenly, a series of defeated soldiers came from a distance, covered in blood, and lost their armor, which was miserable at first sight.

"Father Khan, look at the direction of Liaoyang City!"

Huang Taiji's expression changed suddenly, and he shouted.

Hearing this, the old slave turned his horse's head and subconsciously looked in the direction of Liaoyang City, not knowing if he didn't know, and his pupils shrank in fright.

'It's all over the calf! ’

'Turn the tiger away from the mountain!' ’

'Damn, it's been yin! ’

originally wanted to catch a wave of big fish that carried the wind and waves, but was dragged into the sea Aixin Jueluo Nurhachi Qiang.

I felt that something was wrong with my whole person, and my back molars were crushed.

Correct.

Also at this moment.

When Huang Taiji and Nurhachi could see the siege soldiers who had retreated from Liaoyang City, the Eight Banners cavalry on the battlefield could naturally also see it.

Everyone is not stupid, they can understand the situation.

Since the soldiers attacking Liaoyang have been defeated, if they don't run now, the next thing to greet will be the Ming army chasing in Liaoyang City.

In an instant.

The overall system, which could barely be maintained, collapsed in an instant.

It was also at this moment that the cavalry that originally stabbed into the old slave camp like a sharp knife, followed by the cavalry who often met the spring charge, at this time, like a fairy scattering flowers, like countless thorns scattered in the old slave camp, and began to strangle each on the battlefield.

And the tens of thousands of cavalry of the old slave, with the complete collapse of the overall system, it was followed by being stabbed and running desperately.

"Don't mess around!"

"Don't panic!"

"Maintain the establishment! Counterattack! ”

"Counteroffensive !!"

The old slave grabbed the reins of his horse, looked around at the chaos, and roared desperately.

Although he knew in his heart that once the army collapsed and the morale was weakened, this kind of roar was basically useless.

However, he was not reconciled.

And at this moment, an ownerless frightened horse suddenly rushed out of the crowd and hit the old slave horse in the stomach impartially.

The horse neighed, and under a horse accident, the old slave was overturned to the ground and ate a mouthful of mud.

The dust was flying, and when the old slave stood up from the ground, his head was already in a state of confusion.

"Father Khan! Father Khan!! ”

Seeing this, Huang Taiji, who was not far away, hurriedly rode his horse and jumped down.

"Father Khan, please get on the horse!"

The old slave came to his senses and shook his head.

"I'm old."

Huang Taiji gritted his teeth and said urgently.

"Daikin can live without me, but he can't do without you, Father Khan!"

"Father Khan, please get on the horse!"

The old slave took a deep look at his son, patted Huang Taiji's shoulder, and finished his politeness, then turned over and rode away.

Huang Taiji was stunned: This is running away? I haven't gotten on the horse yet! I'm a two-seater!

After a cup of tea.

The Eight Banners Army has completely collapsed, and people have started to step on people.

As for the old slave, only a few thousand horsemen gathered on the road with him fled wildly, and the direction went all the way to Shenyang.

After all, they came out of Shenyang, and the old slaves still left a few thousand people in Shenyang.

However.

When running for dozens of miles, the old slave's eyes finally saw the Shenyang City Gate.

The gate of Shenyang was opened.

Fortunately, with Shenyang, as long as the scattered army is restored, there will still be the strength to fight again. ’

'This group of insidious Ming troops, Ben Khan will not let you wait! ’

While the old slave was relieved, he was cheering himself up.

Riding a horse and whipping, when he was about to enter Shenyang City.

Suddenly.

The flag of the city changed instantly, and suddenly, it changed from the big gold flag to the big Ming flag.

There was even a hussar horseman, roaring and rushing out of the city, straight to the remnants of the old slave.

Beat the water dogs, while they are hot.

“？？？”

Nurhachi was stunned for a moment, then again.

I was stunned, I was stunned that this Shenyang City was actually taken back by the Ming army, and the speed was so fast, I dared to love that the defenders who stayed in this Shenyang City were all decorations?

Second stunned, which fucking grave did this Li Rusong climb out of?!

Stunned, why is it Li Rusong again?!

'Why the hell am I talking about it again?!' ’

'Going crazy! ’

Nurhachi endured the madness in his heart, and his head was full of bags.

However, this would not allow him to think much about anything, and turning the horse's head would be another wild gallop.

"Dog slave Hugh away!"

Li Rusong was as fast as lightning, and quickly caught up with the remnants of the old slave, slashing wildly.

After all, these remnants ran dozens of miles from outside Liaoyang City in one go, and the horses didn't even have to drink saliva, and they were already tired and confused.

And at the same time, on top of this Shenyang city tower.

Wang Yangming, the great sage of Wang Yangming, who was dressed in a Confucian shirt, was calmly watching the battle situation.

Next to the Yangming Sage, there are dozens of shirtless men, one by one holding the general's belly, just looking at this belly, you know that the lung capacity is amazing, and in front of them, there are all brass bells with open mouths.

With Wang Yangming bowing slightly.

One.

Two.

Three!

Dozens of big men took a deep breath and shouted in unison.

"The bearded one is Nurhachi!"

Dozens of bells, the sound of the bell is like thunder, spreading for more than ten miles.

The old slave who was in a state of confusion and was galloping on his horse instantly listened to the buzzing of his ears, and when he heard the words, he used the saber at hand to slash the beard on his face, and his mouth was full of blood, which was shocking.

This side has just been chopped, and the old slave hasn't had time to put away the knife.

"It's Nurhachi who doesn't have a beard!"

Old Slave: Fishing Law Enforcement ???

Old Slave: CNM!!

………………………………

Hongwu time and space, drunken immortal building.

Ji Boying watched this scene, especially when he saw the old slave's aggrieved expression that wanted to overturn Wang Yangming, he almost didn't laugh out loud.

The Great Sage of Yangming is really extraordinary, and he can play with you no matter what the situation.

"Soldiers are not tired of deceit, and they are also treacherous."

Lao Zhu and Lao Zhu Di and a few others recognized Wang Yangming very much.

After all, in the place of the battlefield, what you want is a winning word, such as Wang Yangming, who can play with the enemy's mentality between applause, this is the real soldier's strategy.

"If this Taichang Jiannu can escape Li Rusong's pursuit under the city of Shenyang, he will definitely flee all the way to Salhu."

Old Zhu Di opened his mouth and said.

When the words fell, everyone's eyes were all looking at Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou, and the entire projection was full of fire, and there was soot everywhere.

The new capital of the old slave, Salhu New Town, has been burned to charcoal by General Qi.

After all, in this Salhu New Town, the old slave was originally used for transitional use, and it only took a few months to build before and after, so most of them were wooden buildings, and even fire prevention had time to be done.

I guess I didn't want to do it, because the old slave was bent on moving the capital into Liaoyang.

And Qi Jiguang, that is the ancestor of playing with firearms.

"This will be Nurhachi's last appearance in our classroom."

"After he is captured this time, I will summon him to the class and ask him to make a summary of his retirement."

Ji Boying thought about it for a long time, and finally thought of how to squeeze out the surplus value of the old slave.

Hear the words.

All the princes of heaven were stunned, and they all gave a thumbs up in their hearts.

The immortal master is indeed an immortal master!

Murder and heartbreaking!

"Alright, let's move on to our next business of the day."

Ji Boying fell into a word.

Suddenly, the surrounding scenery changed, the projection disappeared, and it returned to the original appearance of the main hall of the Drunken Immortal Building.

Today's lesson is over, but it's not over yet.

Everyone returned to their seats, only Lao Wanli was still kneeling alone.

"Get up."

Ji Boying glanced at Lao Wanli lightly and said a word.

It's not that he feels sorry for this old Wanli, but that this old guy has a body of almost 300 pounds, high blood pressure, high blood lipids, and high blood sugar, and if he kneels like this for a long time, it is easy to form blood clots.

According to the original historical process, this old Wanli will not be alive for a few years, don't ga in advance.

"Hey!"

When Lao Wanli heard this, his eyes were red with emotion, and he nodded, and then he stood up little by little with the table, and his legs and strands trembled uncontrollably.

"Next, we will announce the results of the second phase of each time and space."

Ji Boying stood in the center of this podium with one hand behind his waist and the ring ruler in the other, his eyes swept over the second phase of the Son of Heaven Prince.

When the words fell, the students of the second phase all took a deep breath and sat up straight.

It will.

Xiyu was already prepared in advance, smiling, holding a special small bamboo basket in her hand, with small wooden cards neatly placed inside, and was preparing to update the Guozuo panel shelf next to the podium.

In the first issue (Hongwu, Jianwen, Yongle, Hongxi, Xuande), these five princes of heaven and space, they are all quiet and good, and they can finally watch a lively time.

In the second phase (Orthodoxy-Jingtai, Tianshun, Chenghua, Hongzhi, Zhengde, Jiajing), the students of these six time and space are all very dignified, because what is to be announced this time is the result of their six time and space.

After all, it's been a small year, so you have to make a profit.

In the third period (not enrolled) (Longqing, Wanli, Taichang), Little Bee and Old Wanli were confused, and as for Emperor Taichang, he did not join this class.

"Announce the third and fourth places first."

Ji Boying said lightly.

Groov.

In the second issue, all the princes of heaven listened to it with a burst of apprehension in their hearts.

They want to be third or fourth, but deep down they don't want to be third or fourth, because it's only mid-stream.

"Fourth, orthodoxy - Jingtai time and space, 313 years of Guozuo."

Call~

The regent Zhu Zhan and the regent Zhu Qiyu of the "Orthodox - Jingtai" time and space on the seat, both of them took a long breath in their hearts, for the two of them, as long as the results were not ugly.

And they are also transparent in this class, and they basically don't speak.

But.

The two of them are obviously playing soy sauce in governance.

Orthodox-Jingtai time and space, after the great victory of Tumubao, the national prestige and military strength have reached their peak, and there is no threat in the north in the short term, so it should take advantage of this wave of rapid expansion.

Coupled with a series of internal reforms, this country has not been able to teach so many lessons to the immortal master in less than 365 years.

"Third, Chenghua time and space, Guozuo 355 years."

The voice fell.

Emperor Chenghua's brows on the seat suddenly furrowed, obviously, he was not satisfied with this result.

How is it so much?!

In this year's time, Zhu Jianshen didn't even have time to sleep with his little baby Wan Guifei, so Wan Baobao had opinions.

Every day I bury myself in various reforms, and they are all fruitful.

And his martial arts in the Chenghua Dynasty are also extremely strong.

The north and south are settled, the world is under great rule, and Wadao is also captured, and the silver expansion plan is being implemented, and the Chenghua has risen properly.

Originally, Emperor Zhu Jianshen of Chenghua thought that with his own hard work, even if he couldn't get the first, how could there be a second, but he didn't expect it to be the third.

"Next, it's fifth and sixth."

Ji Boying said lightly.

Groov.

The Hongzhi group and the Tianshun group on the seat were all stunned and nervous.

Jiajing Immortal was also a little nervous, but not much, needless to say about the confident Martial Sect.

"Fifth, Tianshun Time and Space, 308 years."

This is actually a good number for the Tianshun time and space that has experienced the changes of the Civil Forts at close range and has been constrained everywhere.

If Tianshun time and space are to achieve great development, they must be free from constraints.

"Sixth, Hongzhi Time and Space, 188 years."

Airplanes!

When the 188 numbers exited, Zhu Youzhang, the Hongzhi Emperor of the Hongzhi Group, and Zhu Houzhao, the young man, both had extremely ugly faces.

You must know that at this point in time in the seventeenth year of Hongzhi, the national glory of the Ming Dynasty has been extended for 137 years.

That is to say, there are only 51 years left for the dynasty estimate of Hongzhi's time and space, and it is not even sixty years.

As soon as the voice came out.

Old Zhu Abiao and several Zhu Di, their eyes were all looking at the Hongzhi group, and they all frowned, how could this Hongzhi time and space be on the verge of extinction.

Especially Lao Zhu Di, he was even more deeply touched.

After all, his Yongle Guozuo once fell to 89 years.

This also made Lao Zhu Di wake up and realize the importance of one thing.

A dynasty may look powerful and impregnable from the outside.

But in fact, the destruction of a dynasty may often be just a small, seemingly inconspicuous foreshadowing.

As an emperor, be cautious all the time.

Remember, there is no small matter in national politics.

"You two don't have to rush first."

Ji Boying glanced at Hongji and his son.

"After the results are announced, I will use your Hongzhi time and space as an example to give you an in-depth analysis."

The voice fell.

The father and son duo of Hongji are even more bleak.

Good guy, it's become a negative teaching material, and he will be executed in public.

"Brother, which time and space is the first of this second issue, and to what extent has Guozuo reached?"

Lao Zhu's brows furrowed slightly.

His gaze subconsciously fell on Jiajing Immortal and Wuzong Zhu Houzhao.

Originally, Lao Zhu has always been optimistic about Emperor Chenghua Zhu Jianshen, after all, among these emperors in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Chenghua can satisfy Lao Zhu.

But he never thought that the title of the first in the middle of the Ming Dynasty would fall on these two 'thick' characters.

One is an immortal cultivator, and the other is almost killed by a courtier.

One is easy to burn in fire, and the other is easy to dissolve in water.

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out.

Not only Lao Zhu couldn't figure it out, but Lao Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi, and even Ah Biao all frowned, and their eyes were all looking at Jiajing Immortal and Wuzong.

And the Jiajing Immortal on the seat, this stomach will not hurt anymore, and the person is also in good spirits, his face is full of excitement, and Wuzong Zhu Houzhao, who is sitting side by side with the Jiajing Immortal, is also taking a deep breath.

The two glanced at each other out of the corner of their eyes, and they both had no one to accept the other.

It is easy to burn in fire and soluble in water.

Ji Boying swept past Jiajing Immortal and Emperor Wuzong, and then spoke lightly.

"Next, announce the first place in the second phase of Guozuo."

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PS: Blaze VS Shine Water, who do you think is the first?!

Now this number of words should be able to subscribe to a monthly pass! Brothers, let's have a wave of monthly passes!

Little Demon: I thank you for my handsome dad with a crippled hand!

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