The Qinhuai River is reflected, and the stars are scarce at dawn.
The diligent and poor people have already gone out to work, while those who control 99% of the wealth are sleeping soundly at home with their beautiful concubines in their arms.
Zuixian Tower, main hall.
Ji Boying and Yu Qian sat facing each other.
There were two cups of coffee on the table, with smoke rising. Next to the coffee, there was a piece of red triangular cake.
"This thing is called red velvet. Yu Shaobao can try it."
Ji Boying took a spoonful of cake and a sip of coffee.
Yu Qian just looked at it, instead of eating or drinking, he took a deep breath.
"Yu Qian has already thought about the immortal's problem last night."
Ji Boying said nothing, waiting for Yu Qian to continue.
"The battle of Ruitumu Fort was not a huge defeat, but a great victory."
"I will choose King Xiang Zhu Zhanzhen."
Yu Qian, who made this choice, has obviously obtained the secret of the mind, broken through the constraints of the world, and everything is guided by the direction of the heart.
Ji Boying took a sip of coffee.
'Xiang Wang Zhu Zhan'an. '
King Xiang Zhu Zhanzhen was later called the most powerful imperial uncle in the Ming Dynasty.
He and Xuanzong Zhu Zhanji were brothers from the same mother. They were both born to the Empress Dowager Zhang. They were known as virtuous kings. They supervised the country twice in their lives and were infinitely close to the supreme imperial power three times.
This kind of person, who is most likely to be killed by a new king, actually lived through seven dynasties and six emperors safely, and died at the age of seventy-two.
Historical records: Solemn and alert, quite famous.
For the Ming Dynasty vassal kings who did not hold real power, this kind of praise was already extremely high.
Although it is said that the vassal kings of the Ming Dynasty were not allowed to serve in politics, so Xiang Wang Zhu Zhanzhen did not leave any commendable achievements in the history books, but for this kind of person, if you say that he has few brushes, you will not believe it.
"Well, I understand."
Zhu Zhanzhen has one of the biggest advantages, that is, he lives a long time, and his talents are not inferior to Zhu Zhanji no matter how you look at them.
If the Tumu Fortress is victorious, the Ming Dynasty's national fortunes continue to prosper, and Zhu Zhanzhen succeeds to the throne, the Ming Dynasty will be stable for at least forty years, and the overall national strength may reach a higher level.
But for Ji Boying, once Zhu Zhanzhen is allowed to take over the Ming Dynasty in the orthodox time and space, the order of inheritance of the emperors in the orthodox time and space will instantly change, and it will be uncertain in the future. This is Ji Boying's biggest dilemma.
However, as the old saying goes.
Nothing can be broken or established.
As soon as Ji Boying finished speaking, footsteps came from outside the door.
I saw Xiao Zhu Si dressed in brocade clothes and looking heroic, quickly stepping across the threshold and entering the main hall.
It's hard to say about other aspects. When it comes to class, Xiao Zhusi is the most active, but from a certain point of view, this guy is also the most idle, so it's natural for him to come early.
"Meet the Immortal Master."
Xiao Zhu came to Ji Boying's table with a smile and saluted respectfully.
"Who is this?"
When I discovered Yu Qian's existence, I couldn't help but be a little surprised, what a new face!
"My guests, today we will participate in our first practical observation class."
As soon as Ji Boying said this, Xiao Zhusi's face immediately became solemn.
"Since he is a guest of the Immortal Master, he must also be the Supreme Immortal of Tianque."
"Zhu Di, pay your respects to the Immortal."
Xiao Zhusi bowed to Yu Qian respectfully.
'Zhu Di? ! '
Before Yu Qian could react, he took a closer look at Xiao Zhu Si. When he was sure that Xiao Zhu Si was indeed Emperor Yongle, Yu Qian was shocked and stood up, bowing as well.
"I, Yu Qian, come to see the late emperor!"
Yu Qian?
Never heard of it!
The late emperor? Who are you cursing?
"Okay, are you two going to worship heaven and earth?"
Ji Boying interrupted.
Xiao Zhusi straightened up and looked at Ji Boying.
"By the way, Master Immortal, didn't that old guy Li Shanchang come to Zuixian Tower to cause trouble last night?"
"In the morning just now, this old guy actually dared to slander Immortal Master that you are a demon in front of the court."
"hey-hey."
Xiao Zhusi chuckled.
"Master Immortal, guess what happened to my father?"
Yu Qian, who was standing next to him, shrank his eyes when he heard this.
Li Shanchang? Korean public? These are all characters in the book!
"Sinking into the river?"
Ji Boying glanced at Xiao Zhusi.
"Yes!"
Xiao Zhusi slapped his thigh, which was called schadenfreude.
"My father was so furious that he stripped Li Shanchang of all his titles and official positions, ordered the Jinyi Guards to sink him to the Qinhuai River, and at the same time exiled his three clans to Lingnan."
"When this old boy was carried out of the Fengtian Palace by the Jinyi Guards, everyone was stunned. He must have sunk to the bottom of the river."
For Lao Zhu, Ji Boying was destiny.
Lao Zhu was already unhappy with Li Shanchang because of the Hu Weiyong case, but this old boy dared to slander our immortal master. He was just running around the streets with a basket of dung on his back - looking for shit.
"Yeah, pretty good."
Ji Boying nodded.
He felt that he was showing kindness, so he helped Li Shanchang and his family.
After all, according to the old boy's original ending, he was to be executed together with his wife, daughter, brother, nephew and more than 70 people in his family. But now apart from being drowned in the river, his wife, children and children are just exiled.
Being alive is better than anything else.
In the middle section of the Qinhuai River, Li Shanchang, who was locked in an iron cage and had just hit the bottom, was blowing bubbles, as if singing a familiar song: Thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warm.
"Brother!"
A strong voice came from the door,
I saw Lao Zhu striding into the main hall of Zuixian Tower, with a layer of evil aura still remaining on his face.
According to Lao Zhu's killing routine, since he killed a Li Shanchang, the string behind Li Shanchang's buttocks would probably have been dealt with.
Ji Boying just raised his eyes and looked at Old Zhu, while Little Zhu Si quickly knelt down.
"My son, I pay homage to my father. My father pays my respects."
Yu Qian stood stunned.
Isn't Zhu Di's father Zhu Yuanzhang? !
WCO? ! Emperor Taizu Gao! Why does it look different from the painting?
Accustomed to the national policies of the Hongxi, Xuande, and Zhengtong dynasties that favored scholar-bureaucrats, Yu Qian did not kneel down, but bowed in ceremony.
"The later minister Yu Qian pays homage to Emperor Taizu Gao."
Lao Zhu was slightly startled, and glanced at Yu Qian, convinced that he did not have such a high-ranking figure, and that only future generations would call him 'Taizu Gao Emperor'.
"Um."
Without saying anything, Lao Zhu walked to Ji Boying's side and sat down in his own seat on the podium.
"Brother, when will the class start?"
"We were so excited about this class that we couldn't sleep for a long time last night."
Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu and handed a bottle of something to him, and Lao Zhu also took it.
"this is?"
"Imported melatonin to help you sleep."
"If you encounter trouble sleeping at night, take two pills."
After saying this, Ji Boying picked up the coffee, took a deep sip, then stood up and walked onto the three-foot podium.
It was also at this time that the door to the private room at the top of the pavilion opened. Lianxiang Xiyu, who had replenished her moisture, had finished dressing, swaying her slender and graceful figure and walked down the stairs, taking their respective positions according to their division of labor.
"Class begins."
Ji Boying finished speaking.
Lianxiang picked up the small silver hammer and struck the big bell gently. The rich but clear bell sound rang out, blended into nothingness, penetrated the barrier, and stirred the eight silver bells in other time and space.
