Hear the words.

Ji Boying, who lowered his head to drink tea, frowned.

He knew that Longqing Little Bee had always been very eager in this regard, but he didn't expect to be interested in Wu Cao.

'The taste is so strong? ’

If the history books are not mistaken, Wu Cao ascended the throne at the age of 67, how can this be counted as more than seventy, no matter how much you maintain that thing, it will be shriveled.

How big can this be?!

Subconsciously, look up.

When he saw the scene in this picture clearly, Ji Boying's eyes were slightly condensed, and he finally understood where the 'big' sound of Longqing Zhu Zaikun came from.

One thing to say, it's really big.

……………………

Wu Zhou time and space, the capital of Luoyang.

Ziwei City, Mingtang (also known as Vientiane Shrine, Tongtian Palace).

Mingtang has a total of three floors and one roof, the bottom floor is square, symbolizing the four seasons, the middle layer is twelve-sided, symbolizing the twelve hours, the upper layer is twenty-four-sided, symbolizing the twenty-four solar terms, and the top floor is placed with a golden phoenix, which runs through the top floor.

The construction craftsmanship of this Mingtang can be said to have reached the pinnacle of craftsmanship during the martial arts.

At this moment, Wu Cao leaned on this bright couch, hugging left and right, Wulang Liulang (Zhang Changzong, Zhang Yizhi), the main focus is a flying.

I have worked hard for more than 50 years in my life, and I finally became the emperor, and finally became the first heroine in the world, can't I enjoy it well? !

"Wan'er, what is this?"

This generation of empresses, who were immersed in male colors, subconsciously looked at the picture that appeared in the middle of the air in Mingtang, and couldn't help but have a trace of incomprehensible doubt between her eyebrows.

She heard a voice suddenly hear her ask if she would like to accept a video call.

Wu Cao didn't know what the video was.

But.

As a generation of empresses, there is no reason to dodge.

In the face of such unknowns, it is natural to have the courage to explore and show the fearless demeanor of her generation of empresses.

And standing on the side of this imperial couch, is a slim and slim woman with a slightly chubby body (slightly fat definition: there is meat where there should be meat, and there is no fat left in the rest of the place).

Shangguan Wan'er was dressed in a light green chest-covered dress (popular during the Wu Zhou Dynasty), and the big thing that Longqing Little Bee said was that its origin was from Shangguan Wan'er.

"Back to Your Majesty, or the Immortal Manifestation?"

Shangguan Wan'er replied tentatively, of course she didn't understand what was going on.

The full name of the Ming Hall, the Hall of Ming Politics and Religion, which is the symbol of the power of the Wu Zhou Empire, in this Ming Hall not only enshrines the first ace tablet, but also enshrines the god seat used to worship Haotian and the five gods.

So from this point of view, the appearance of a god in this Ming Hall should also be a very understandable and easy thing to accept.

"Oh?"

"Isn't it my merit that has led to the manifestation of heaven and man?!"

When Wu Cao heard this, he hurriedly looked solemn, and accepted the slightly messy special dragon robe, after all, it is a rare celestial manifestation in a hundred years, and it is still necessary to dress properly.

Plastic surgery, and then Wu Cao stood up from the imperial couch and stared at the mid-empty picture.

No matter how Wu Cao looked at it, he felt strange, there were some people he had never seen before, and the appearance of these people was completely different from the celestial beings he imagined.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank.

Because this picture turned, and after the picture was enlarged, a face appeared that filled the entire picture, this is a big face that Wu Cao will never forget in his life!

"You, you, you ......"

Wu Cao raised his finger and pointed at the mid-air curtain, his mouth wide open, unable to speak.

Shangguan Wan'er on the side couldn't help frowning, and Zhang Changzong, one of the Zhang brothers, suddenly became angry, raised his hand and pointed at the big face in the mid-empty picture, and scolded sharply.

"Where did you come from, you are ugly, Your Majesty!"

"You wicked! Don't hurry up and show up and plead guilty! ”

Then, Zhang Changzong hugged Wu Cao, who was more than seventy, into his arms.

"Your Majesty, with me, don't be afraid."

"In Liulang's arms, no wind and rain in this world can hurt Your Majesty, if anyone wants to touch Your Majesty's hair, then step on my Zhang Changzong's corpse first."

"Your Majesty must know that the most beautiful scenery in the world is Your Majesty's smiling face."

After saying that, Zhang Changzong raised his jawline slightly, in order to let Wu Cao see his handsomeness clearly.

In Zhang Changzong's view, the ability to eat soft rice is nothing, and there are not a few people in the world who eat soft rice.

In the Wu Zhou era, it was a sought-after business.

But the highest level of kung fu of eating soft rice is that few people have successfully cultivated, that is, they fully embody their masculinity like themselves, and eat soft rice hard!

"Emperor Taizong."

However, at this moment, Wu Cao didn't have the heart to pay attention to Zhang Changzong at all, looking at the mid-air painting screen, his eyes were shocked, and he muttered a word.

This is her former husband and later father-in-law.

The question is, the first greeting is to call the husband or the husband?

…………………………

Hongwu time and space.

When the camera zoomed in and focused on Li Er, when Li Er heard the 'ugly eight monsters' in the picture, the anger in his heart surged up.

Thinking about him Li Er, when he was young, he was also an absolute grass among people, and he could cause a large wave of fans to scream wherever he went, but I didn't expect anyone to say that I was ugly? !

Even if I'm old now, I'm still handsome!

Let's be honest, though.

One thing to say, in terms of appearance alone, Li Er's appearance and Zhang Changzong's appearance, especially in terms of aesthetics in the Tang Dynasty, are indeed several grades worse.

After all, Li Er relied on his real skills to fight the world to eat, while Zhang Changzong lived purely by his face.

In the center of the podium, Ji Boying glanced at Wu Cao, who was stunned in this picture, and then glanced at Zhang Changzong, who was holding Wu Cao.

Uncle, there were earthy love stories in the Tang Dynasty?!

Lao Tzu was about to vomit overnight!

"Cherish the jade, take Li Shimin to the second floor and find a private room."

"Be soundproofed."

In a word.

"Yes~"

Xiyu came to Li Shimin's side with a smile and saluted first.

"Your Majesty, please come with the jade."

Li Shimin was stunned, but he didn't say anything, just lowered his head and followed.

Then, Xiyu led Li Shimin up the mahogany stairs and walked to the second floor of the Drunken Immortal Building.

About Li Shimin and Wu Cao.

This is a story of ethical entanglement between a husband and a wife and a concubine, or a father-in-law and a daughter-in-law.

Although the relationship is relatively chaotic, this is a typical internal family conflict, and outsiders should not be involved, and it should be resolved by themselves.

With a dark face, Li Er followed Xiyu upstairs, and finally stayed in the third room on the left.

Just pushed open the door.

"Tang Li Er, in broad daylight."

On the seat in the main hall, I don't know which one it is, I held my throat and said such a coaxing, and under the discerning voice, I could roughly lock it in the seat of Wuzong.

Li Er, who raised his feet, was stunned for a moment, and then resolutely stepped over the threshold and stepped into the house.

The moment the door of the room slammed shut.

Ji Boying simultaneously turned off the video call with Wu Cao, and then airdropped Wu Cao's entire person from the Vientiane Divine Palace in Wu Zhou's time and space to Li Er's room.

As for what kind of earth-shattering and fierce battle will take place in this small room next, it is not a matter of concern to Ji Boying.

"Xiao Tang's taste, it's not so heavy."

Lao Zhu glanced at the room that Li Er had entered, and his eyes were a little bit of a hint of eagerness in the corner of the wall.

Even if it is Lao Zhu's temperament, it is difficult to escape the attraction of gossip, especially this gossip is still Tang Taizong and Wu Cao.

"Grandpa Tai doesn't know anything!"

Whenever such things were mentioned, Longqing Little Bee was the most active, staring at the room where Li Er and Wu Cao were with a pair of eyes, and smiled.

"Although old, defeated fire."

The voice fell.

A slap in the face.

The Jiajing Immortal, who was sitting next to him, raised his hand and slapped the back of Longqing Zhu Zaikun's head, and scolded him sharply.

"You kid can't think of something healthy in his head? Have you forgotten the results of your medical examination?! ”

Hearing this, Long Qing's face changed, and the sourness in his heart instantly rose.

The physical examiner of Fang Cai Longqing Zhu Zaikun was Wan Mi Zhai, and the final physical examination results given to Zhu Zaikun by the medical saint were: kidney qi deficiency, yin and yang deficiency.

Touching the back of his head, Zhu Zaikun looked aggrieved.

I thought that I had been abstinent from my grandfather for a year now, and since the authority for practical operation was banned, I couldn't just say a few words to enjoy it, and I couldn't suffocate people to death.

And he didn't feel like he was wrong: 'I tried!' It's really a failure! ’

"Retract your mind and continue with the lesson."

Ji Boying just glanced at the room where Li Er was, and then withdrew his gaze.

He wasn't interested in what Li Er and Wu Cao were doing in the room, and doing this was just a deal.

"All ears are deaf?!"

Lao Zhu glanced at the descendants of the Zhu family, and slammed the mace in his hand.

With a 'bang' sound, all the princes present took a deep breath, hurriedly suppressed the strong curiosity in their hearts, withdrew their eyes from Li Er's room, and refocused on the classroom.

"First class of the day."

Ji Boying swept over these princes of heaven.

The voice fell.

Everyone's eyes were all the three lines of words that fell on the rice paper of the podium in an instant.

"Emperor of the Apocalypse - Soluble in Water"

"What is the Industrial Revolution?"

"Qin Shi Huang - Ying Zheng" "Qin II - Hu Hai"

The first class is a practical observation class.

"Emperor of the Apocalypse - Soluble in Water"

"Old rule, before the practical observation class begins, we need to get to know the core people of the class."

"What kind of person is Emperor Zhu Youxiao of the Apocalypse?"

"Thanks to the careful care of his father and grandfather, Zhu Youxiao was an extremely famous illiterate emperor in the mouth of later generations, and he loved carpenters all his life."

A word settled.

The eyes of all the ancestors present, especially the eyes of Taizu Lao Zhu, fell on Emperor Taichang and Lao Wanli in an instant, and the father and son both lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word.

Lao Zhu's eyes are like knives, he has begged since he was a child, and he has suffered all the losses of being uneducated.

Therefore, after the founding of the country, Lao Zhu paid great attention to the education of his children and grandchildren, hoping that his children and grandchildren would not follow his old path.

But Lao Zhu never thought that two hundred years later, the descendants of the Zhu family, who are members of the imperial family, would be able to produce another illiterate emperor as an emperor.

Thinking of this, Lao Zhu was furious in his heart.

With a flick of his hand, the mace smashed directly into the seat of Lao Wanli with the sound of whirring wind.

What is surprising is that although this old Wanli is heavy, his movements are extremely agile, and he rolls on the spot, perfectly avoiding the flying mace.

also rolled on the spot along this, Lao Wanli consciously knelt on the ground, bowing his head and not daring to speak, for fear that the grandfather would get up and beat him.

The reason why Lao Wanli didn't study to Emperor Taichang back then was purely partial, and he still had a bit of revenge.

And Emperor Taichang did not read to Emperor Tianqi, which was completely out of the idea of self-preservation, because he was afraid that Emperor Tianqi's culture was too high, which would arouse the disgust of Lao Wanli, so he simply let his son be an illiterate bird.

Between reading and small life, of course, it is the first choice to save life.

Now it's all right.

Emperor Taichang was also enlightened back then, and he spent half a year in the school.

But Emperor Tianqi didn't even have the most basic enlightenment teaching, he played with mud in the field when he was a child, and he played with wood in the courtyard when he grew up, after all, there was nothing else to do in those years.

At the beginning of the apocalypse's ascension to the throne, his cultural level was limited to knowing some commonly used words, such as the Four Books and the Five Classics, and the essence of the saints, all of which he had never read.

But after ascending the throne, Zhu Youxiao had sufficient learning conditions, and Emperor Tianqi began to study hard, which can be seen from the music he gave to the then first assistant Ye Xianggao.

'I am in the palace, reading documents every day, reading the history of the scriptures and the teachings of my ancestors, and worrying about current affairs, how can I have time? ’

This reply can completely deny those rumors that the Emperor of the Apocalypse is illiterate, and the Zhu Youxiao brothers may not have a high level of education, but they are definitely not illiterate yet.

By the way, Wei Zhongxian, this old dog, is really illiterate.

"But, he's a smart man."

"More accurately, a clever emperor."

"Smart people often know what they want and how to look at things in their own way."

Ji Boying then continued to speak.

"You can even boldly give an inference that if the Apocalypse can be the king for twenty years, the Ming Dynasty can be passed on for three more generations, and the country will be more than three hundred."

When these words fell, Lao Zhu and the others all looked stunned when they listened, and they couldn't help but feel a little more interested in this Emperor of the Apocalypse.

And what Ji Boying just said is not untargeted.

Looking at the short seven-year career of Emperor Zhu Youxiao as the Emperor of the Apocalypse, you can see that Zhu Youxiao's natural intelligence lies, this person is definitely a natural political genius.

From the very beginning, Emperor Tianqi had a clear view of the situation in the court at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

Especially after his father hung up after being the emperor for a month, he realized a truth from it and implemented it for life.

This truth is: above the temple, no one really cares about the life or death of the emperor at all, and the ministers only need a nominal emperor, and the rest are not important.

Whether he Zhu Youxiao is the emperor or someone else is the emperor, if he does not conform to the wishes of these courtiers before he holds the power, he may be killed anytime and anywhere.

So.

At the beginning of his ascension to the throne, Emperor Tianqi vigorously reused the Donglin Party, which was also done to stabilize his position.

Because if he didn't reuse Donglin, he himself would probably become a puppet of Li Xuanzhi.

Followed by.

When the throne under the ass was secured, the Emperor of the Apocalypse began to launch the ancestral secret technique.

After a dazzling stamp, his hands finally slapped Wei Zhongxian's forehead: Psychic technique! Come out! Dog King!

Wei Zhongxian's eyes lit up, and his body was instantly possessed by an old dog who had lived for nine thousand years, and Wei Laogou stepped onto the stage of history.

This is the end of the days when the Donglin Party was dominant, and from then on, everyone in the Donglin Party has their own rabies vaccine.

It was also since then that Daming finally began to collect taxes in the south of the Yangtze River, and the tea tax in Jiangnan alone can collect more than 200,000 taels a year, which is several times as much as before.

The trend of Liaodong, as the Apocalypse gradually grasped the authority of the empire, Sun Chengzong and Yuan Keli and others were reused one after another, the decadent situation in Liaodong gradually stabilized, and the situation of Houjin gradually resumed the previous offensive.

Sun Chengzong ruled Liao for four years alone, repaired nine large cities, 45 fortresses, recruited and trained 110,000 soldiers and horses, established 12 car battalions, five water battalions, two firearms battalions, eight forward and rear strength battalions, and manufactured several million pieces of equipment used in warfare, such as armor, military equipment, bows and arrows, and artillery stones.

After Li Chengliang's Liaodong Iron Cavalry, it created the last one in the history of the Ming Dynasty, and defeated the powerful Iron Cavalry of the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry in the field, the Guanning Iron Cavalry.

And the reason why he chose to release Wei Laogou was because Emperor Tianqi saw it clearly.

Wei Laogou's harm to the world, compared with the chaotic Donglin party dispute, Wei Laogou's harm to the community is lighter.

At least the appearance of Wei Laogou can enable the implementation of the decree of the Son of Heaven and the collection of taxes, but it is by no means a large-scale non-cooperation caused by party disputes, which drags its feet again and again, makes stumbling blocks, and wastes national resources.

In terms of imperial balancing, so to speak.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse is not taught at all, and he is completely a genius player who has no teacher.

And.

The carpenter's long-term vision and ability to distinguish everything are by no means comparable to his successor, Zhu Youzhen.

There is a very simple example of contrast, two dialogues, Yuan Chonghuan and Emperor Tianqi and Yuan Chonghuan and Emperor Chongzhen.

"Yuan Chonghuan: Your Majesty has given me enough soldiers, horses, and silver food, and I can repair the city and trap Nurhachi!"

"Emperor of the Apocalypse: What would you do if Houjin sent reinforcements to grab military rations? When the Jin army attacks, how do you protect the farmland and civilians outside the city?"

"Yuan Chonghuan: ??? (Why don't you follow the script?) ）」

"Emperor of the Apocalypse: I have already understood the heart of serving the country, go down. (Work hard, don't know to brag all day long)"

「………………」

"Yuan Chonghuan: Five years of Pingliao!"

"Emperor Chongzhen: Very good! How much money you want, how many soldiers and horses, I will give it to you!"

"According to the immortal master, this Emperor of the Apocalypse can be regarded as the master of Zhongxing of our Ming Dynasty?"

Since the end of the physical examination in the morning, Lao Zhu Di has not spoken much, and has been silent in his seat.

He is very old, he is the oldest of these princes of heaven, and the physical examination has found a lot of messy problems, but fortunately, these diseases are not life-threatening diseases, and some are treated.

Compared with these messy diseases, Lao Zhu Di's infertility is not very important.

After all, people are already sixty or seventy years old, and they have long looked down on the matter of having children.

However, Lao Zhu Di still secretly asked Wan Mizhai a few ways to ascend the dragon.

After all, Queen Xu is only in her forties after being resurrected in Yongle time and space, and she is like a wolf at thirty and a tiger at forty.

Physiological needs, morality cannot be kidnapped.

His old Zhu Di can not satisfy other concubines, but he can't help but satisfy his beloved wife.

At least.

Once a week.

"ZTE can't talk about it."

"Upper than average."

Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu Di, this was his pertinent evaluation of the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

After all, after Wanli Taichang, the entire Ming Dynasty situation has basically become a pot of porridge, and it is already a great achievement for the Emperor of the Apocalypse to maintain stability in this pot of porridge.

If you want to prosper in this situation, it is estimated that Liu Xiu's kind of great demon master will come.

The apocalypse is in the court, and there is merit, and there is also a past.

In order to check and balance Donglin, who despises imperial power, there is nothing wrong with releasing dogs.

However, the apocalypse overindulged Wei Zhongxian, the old dog, so that Wei Laogou was domineering, harming a large number of loyal and good courtiers who were truly loyal to the king and serving the country, and poisoning a large number of people, which is also an indisputable fact.

However, the Emperor of the Apocalypse still has a clear mind and distinguishes right from wrong in major matters.

No matter how Wei Laogou planted the blame, such as "Sun Chengzong", a person who has made meritorious contributions to the country, the Emperor of the Apocalypse will never listen to slander, let alone cut people indiscriminately.

This is completely different from Chongzhen's eel man.

"Apocalypse."

Ji Boying's eyes condensed slightly.

The anchor of time and space, locking the time and space of the apocalypse.

…………………………

Apocalypse space-time, six years of apocalypse.

Forbidden City, Gonghou Garden.

The wind is beautiful and the sun is shining, and this solar term is the crisp day of early autumn.

If this is changed to another emperor, Gao Gao will have to take a few concubines out to visit the garden, hunt and so on.

And the Emperor of the Apocalypse, Zhu Youxiao, he was not interested in these silver-consuming activities, and he was sitting alone on the ground of this lakeside pavilion, tinkering with the pile of scattered parts in front of him, which seemed to be a folding bed.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse was naked, sweating profusely, pondering intently.

Those who know know that this is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and those who don't know think that it is the master who comes to the sewer.

Ten zhang away from the pavilion, there are brocade guards in all directions.

His Majesty the Emperor devoted himself to carpenter's work, and no one was allowed to disturb him, except for the Hakka and the dogs.

At this moment, in this pavilion, next to the Emperor of the Apocalypse was an old eunuch dressed in a python robe, with hair on his face cleaner than his buttocks.

This is Wei Zhongxian, an old dog who has lived for nine thousand years by the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

"I heard that you sent someone to find the three-legged golden toad?"

"Can this thing really be used as a medicine primer?"

Emperor Apocalypse, who seemed to be bent on tinkering with the carpenter's work, asked casually.

From this point, it can be clearly understood what Wei Laogou is doing every day, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse is actually very clear.

Wei Zhongxian's body was stunned, but he smiled unexpectedly, and hurriedly bowed down again.

He is not one of those stupid Donglin parties who are facing outside.

From the very beginning, he didn't dare to underestimate this son of heaven who was only in his early twenties.

In the eyes of the foreign ministers, this son of heaven nests in the Forbidden City all day long, regardless of everything, except for going back to the harem and sleeping with the concubines, all other thoughts are on carpenter work.

But Wei Zhongxian knew very well in his heart that his own emperor, His Majesty, was definitely a generation of people.

At the same time, he also understands his position in the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and he never goes beyond the norms.

If he wants to rectify a few insignificant courtiers and engage in some corruption and the like, then he Wei Laogou can rest assured and boldly do it, and the Son of Heaven will not pay attention to him at all.

However, if it is a major matter related to the country, as long as it is the person who moves by himself who may affect the society of the country, then it must be approved by the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and Wei Laogou dares to let it go.

If you do it without permission, you will bear the consequences.

The reason why Wei Laogou was able to tilt the power of the government and the opposition was that he was trusted by the Emperor of the Apocalypse like this.

The most important core point is that he knows how to make a biting dog that the owner likes, and strives to bite the person the owner hates, and by the way, he can bite the one he also hates, but he will never bite the owner and will not let him bite.

"After the explosion of Wang Gong's factory, there was more than one criticism inside and outside the government."

The Emperor of the Apocalypse snapped and forcibly dismantled a bed leg, as if he was assembling a folding bed, which was a technical job.

"Take it easy."

Emperor Apocalypse said this with a bit of coldness.

After all, he had already carried a big black cauldron to Wei Zhongxian a few months ago, and he also lost his only remaining son for this.

In order to calm public opinion in the world and stabilize the turmoil in the court, the Emperor of the Apocalypse attributed himself to himself in the edict, making the explosion completely an unsolved case with no beginning and no end.

Wei Laogou couldn't hear the meaning, and hurriedly knelt on the ground.

"Everything the slaves and maids do is for the sake of His Majesty and the country, and there is absolutely no selfishness."

"Slaves and maids can swear to the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty, if there is any nonsense, they will not die well, and the sky will thunder!"

Rumble~!

Thunder Yu Long.

A dragon-like golden lightning streaked across the sky.

(End of chapter)