Clouds filled the sky.
Tianshun Emperor Zhu Qizhen was dressed in black robes, with cold eyes and a cold expression as he walked down the steps holding a Yanling sword.
As he took the first step, a strong wind blew.
As he took the second step, the electric snake flickered.
When he took the third step, thunder rumbled.
This celestial scene fell into the eyes of the feudal and superstitious people around him. Emperor Tianshun at this moment seemed like the arrival of the true god.
'This winter thunder struck, and it really suited the occasion. '
Ji Boying raised his head slightly and looked at the sky, his eyes under the sunglasses looking at the thick dark clouds, and the ray of morning light that had broken through was covered again.
The winter thunder has sounded, and it will rain soon.
There are nineteen steps in front of Fengtian Gate.
Lao Zhu has led a group of great emperors and princes to the twelfth level, while Emperor Tianshun has gone down to the sixteenth level. He is holding a wild goose feather sword and wearing a black dragon robe, overlooking his group of ancestors.
Throughout the history of mankind, there has never been such a feat of meeting the ancestors with a single sword.
This battle of Tianshun Baozong will be praised by future generations.
The blackened Zhu Qi Zhenang's song, his eyes looked down below, and he sang loudly.
"I ascended the throne at the age of nine and ruled the country for four years."
"I, in the Beishou Grassland, the endurance is beyond the limits of human beings."
"I have been in seclusion for seven years, and I have seen through the sorrow of the world."
"I once walked alone in Wala, and I once faced despair."
"I searched for light in the darkness and finally gained enlightenment. Who said standing..."
'puff. '
An extremely precise lower uppercut landed on Zhu Qizhen's chin.
Xiao Zhu, who was young and strong, took the four steps in three or two steps, using his arm that was not injured by the arrow.
Before Zhu Qizhen could react, Xiao Zhu Si hugged Zhu Qizhen's neck again, raised his legs and knees and hit Zhu Qizhen's face, causing his nose to bleed instantly.
Clang.
The black-faced Zhu Qizhen dropped the Yanling knife in his hand, his head was filled with confusion, and he fell down on the jade steps.
Xiao Zhusi put one hand on Tianshun Zhu Qizhen's head and sneered coldly.
"I hate gibberish people the most in my life."
A violent dizziness suddenly hit him. When the Tianshun Emperor barely reacted, Lao Zhu and others had already walked up, staring at him with eyes like doves.
Emperor Tianshun, who finally came to his senses, suddenly shrank his pupils.
'Not a dream? ! '
When he saw his ancestors appear just now, Emperor Tianshun subconsciously thought it was another big dream of his.
Because in that lonely Nangong Palace, during his seven years of confinement, he had had countless dreams of a successful restoration, but every time he woke up, he was disappointed.
So, even though this night was so real.
But when the ancestors appeared, he was disappointed again. He decided that this was also a dream.
Since it is a dream, then I am the master of the dream. It is not impossible to make a cup of wine and kill my ancestors.
This is why Emperor Tianshun dared to face him alone with his sword drawn.
If he had completely confirmed in advance that this was not a dream, even if he had the courage to take the sword, he would never be stupid enough to fight a dozen ancestors alone.
After all, whether you dare is one thing, whether you can beat him is another.
The blackened Zhu Qizhen subconsciously wanted to crawl out from the encirclement of the emperor's princes, and wanted to grab the Yanling knife that fell on the ground.
It can be seen from this that the blackened Tianshun Emperor Zhu Qizhen is indeed quite courageous.
Even at this point, my first thought was not to hold my head in my hands, but to fight hard.
But as soon as his hand grasped the handle of the knife, he tried to pull it a few times, but found that he couldn't pull it away at all, because the blade of the knife was stepped on by Fatty Yongle and Fatty Hong Xi at the same time.
Unless the black man Zhu Qizhen and Zhang Sanfeng have learned how to move a thousand pounds with four ounces, they will definitely not be able to pull out the Yanling Saber.
"Father, how to fight? You decide!"
Old Zhu Di held a sword in his hand and looked at the blackened Zhu Qizhen. Without saying a word, he raised his leg and kicked Zhu Qizhen on the shoulder.
"Unfilial descendants, you dare to show your sword to us."
"Beat us to death."
After Lao Zhu finished speaking, he was the first to lift the mace.
With Taizu taking the lead, other emperors and princes have nothing to say, so go ahead.
The blackened Zhu Qizhen subconsciously raised his head and wanted to say something.
"wait……"
Before these second words could be uttered, they were completely buried in the bloody storm.
Behind the dragon chair, Ji Boying looked around at the strange scene in the courtyard of Fengtian Palace.
The black Zhu Qizhen in the Tianshun time and space was beaten to death by the Ming ancestors on the jade steps of Fengtian Gate, while the Zhutoubao Sect in the orthodox time and space was kicked to death by the officials of the Jingtai Dynasty at the gate of Fengtian.
Ji Boying was really worried about the historian of Tianshun Time and Space. How should he write this history book so that future generations would not blame him for writing about gods and monsters?
"You still won't run?"
Among the three giants, the one closest to Ji Boying was Xu Youzhen, who was stunned by the scene in front of him.
Just when Xu Youzhen's heart was shocked, a voice suddenly came from her ears, which made her even more startled.
Subconsciously looking in the direction of the source of the sound, my head was buzzing. When did this person appear? !
'run? '
Xu Youzhen was stunned.
Looking subconsciously, I saw Shi Heng and Cao Jixiang, both of whom were like rabbits running towards the palace gate.
'Damn, why don't you call me when you're running away? Are you still talking about loyalty? ! '
At this moment, Xu Youzhen didn't care about the person who suddenly appeared in front of her. She threw up her short legs and ran towards Fengtian Gate. When she ran past the gate, in line with the principle of following the herd, By the way, he kicked the Pig's Head Fort.
Orthodox Baozong: '? ? ? ? '.
At this time, on the jade steps, Ji Boying slowly walked to the nineteenth jade steps.
With a 'clang' sound, the iron rod in Yongle Zhu Zhanji's hand was broken into two pieces. He stood outside the circle because he had no weapons. A Biao, who had no sense of experience in this practical class, looked happy and immediately Step forward and pick up the broken half.
The usually gentle and elegant Prince Hongwu rolled up his sleeves and joined the group fight.
About half a quarter of an hour later.
"Okay, you can stop."
If the fighting continues, Tianshun Zhu Qizhen will die immediately.
As soon as Ji Boying said this, Lao Zhu and the other emperors stopped with unfinished thoughts.
It was also today that these emperors and princes realized that group fights were so enjoyable!
Ji Boying glanced at the blackened Zhu Qizhen lying on the jade steps. The extent of his injuries was obviously much greater than that of Pig Head Fort.
When Pig's Head was beaten in Tumubao, Lao Zhu and his subordinates showed mercy and hit the meaty places. Pig's Head suffered skin trauma at most, his buttocks were bruised, but his muscles and bones were not a big problem. .
But Zhu Qizhen, the black man of Tianshun time and space, can be seen from the fact that Ji Boying learned a few bone-setting techniques from the barefoot doctor in the village when he was teaching in the early years.
This blackened Zhu Qizhen had at least dozens of fractures on his body from head to toe.
This is still the lightest estimate.
The black man Zhu Qizhen taught us a truth with bloody lessons: the biggest cup will be filled with the most severe beating.
"Brother, we should kill this blind evildoer."
Regarding Lao Zhu's words, the three Zhu Di nodded in unison. Even the three Zhu Dapang, who was the grandfather, had no objection. Only Emperor Xuande among the three Zhu Zhanji still had some unbearable eyes.
"Why, why, why...!"
The blackened Zhu Qizhen raised his head with difficulty, his face was covered with blood, even his eye sockets were filled with blood, and he stared at Ji Boying.
Although he didn't know who this person was, his intuition told him.
This group of ancestors suddenly appeared at Fengtianmen, stripped away the power they had seized from the gate, and maimed themselves to this point, all because of this person!
At this moment, the cruelty in the claustrophobic heart for seven years was inexplicably transferred to the person in front of him.
"Do you know how stupid you are?"
Ji Boying calmly looked at the blackened Zhu Qizhen and sat down directly on the 19th jade step.
It's not that he likes to sit in this place, but he has to do it.
He has been practicing this method for more than ten years and has successfully become a patient with stage III mixed hemorrhoids who cannot stand for long periods of time.
"stupid?"
The blackened Zhu Qizhen managed to slowly get up despite the severe pain of broken bones all over his body.
It can be seen that this time of studying abroad in Wala and seven years of practicing in closed palaces, his mind has become darker and more bloody.
But this brain is still so stupid.
"Today we have succeeded in seizing the door. If it weren't for you, I would have ruled the world again!"
The blackened Zhu Qizhen gritted his teeth.
'Snapped. '
Yongle Zhu Zhanji, with a strike on the back of his head, knocked the blackened Zhu Qizhen down again after finally standing up halfway.
"Who allowed you to talk to the immortal master like this?"
"Remember, for the Immortal Master, I have to use you."
At the same time, there was a foot that stepped on the back of the black Zhu Qizhen. Hong Xi and Zhu Zhanji, who had the most murderous intent, leaned down slightly, looked at the black Zhu Qizhen with his murderous eyes, and spoke in a cold voice. One sentence.
"I urge you to know your appearance."
The blackened Zhu Qizhen was lying on the ground again, clenching his fists and crushing four or five of his back teeth in an instant.
He raised his head and stared at Yongle Xiaozhu and Hongxi Xiaozhu with his bloodshot eyes.
What about dad? !
If there weren't so many of you, I would have killed both of you right now!
The blackened Zhu Qizhen looked at Ji Boying.
"If it weren't for you, I would have created a prosperous world!"
I was very dissatisfied in my heart but very honest in my mouth.
Ji Boying took a serious look at the blackened Zhu Qizhen.
He confirmed that this guy truly believed in all the decisions he made.
"You were tricked and you didn't even notice?"
'Are you kidding? '
The blackened Zhu Qizhen was stunned and instantly angry.
"ah…?!
"impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di and others also frowned.
Although they wanted to kill Zhu Qizhen, the black man, but as far as the operation process of seizing the door was concerned, they thought it was a perfect palace change.
Especially Zhu Laosi and Lao Zhu Di, they thought that if they had such conditions back then, why would they tie their heads to their belts and start a business in Peiping with eight hundred death squads.
"Let me ask you, why did you seize the door?"
Ji Boying's words seemed to be a joke in the ears of Heihua Zhu Qizhen.
"Of course it's going to be restored."
With a flick of his hand, Ji Boying threw out a memorial, which Ji Boying borrowed from Yu Qian, and spread it out in front of Zhu Qizhen.
Memorial?
Everyone's eyes fell on this memorial, and the blackened Zhu Qizhen happened to see the contents, including the signature, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
Within the memorial was a memorial drafted by Yu Qian, together with six ministries, Wang Wen and other cabinet scholars, requesting Emperor Jingtai to appoint Zhu Jianshen as the crown prince in order to stabilize the country.
Originally, this memorial would be presented today when Zhu Qiyu came to court.
At this moment, no matter how stupid Zhu Qizhen was, he finally understood that he had been tricked.
Because as long as Zhu Jianshen ascends the throne, what can a ten-year-old kid do?
It's not his biological father who has the final say in Ming Dynasty.
That being the case, what is the significance of this goal-scoring match?
To him, Zhu Qizhen, it was meaningless.
Originally, he only had to wait for a period of time, and the imperial power would be delivered to his door. But now he has to do it unnecessarily, and at the risk of being ruined if he fails.
But for Shi Heng and others, it was the power of a dragon, a bird turned into a phoenix overnight.
He was being fooled around by Shi Heng, Xu Youzhen and others.
boom!
The blackened Zhu Qizhen punched the jade steps. At this moment, his blood returned. He picked up the Yanling knife and dragged his body with broken bones, swaying step by step towards the bottom of the jade steps.
Shi Heng, Xu Youzhen, and Cao Jixiang obviously failed to escape successfully.
Under the instruction of Emperor Xuande, Wang Ji led his men to catch them all halfway. At this moment, they were all tied up hand and foot and held on the ground kneeling in a row.
"Come on, your Majesty..."
Shi Heng just spoke.
Pfft.
The blackened Zhu Qizhen held the knife with both hands and slashed Shi Heng's neck with the knife, sending the man and his head flying straight away.
The Zuo Governor never imagined that he would have the honor of being beheaded by the Supreme Emperor himself.
Xu Youzhen and Cao Jixiang on the side shrank their pupils and lost control on the spot with fright.
On the steps of the palace, looking at the black Zhu Qizhen who was almost crazy and stabbing people with a knife, Ji Boying withdrew his gaze.
This kid is considered useless.
"This is the legendary life of Baozong."
The theme of the first practical observation lesson.
After saying this, Ji Boying slowly stood up.
"I will send you back to Zuixian Tower first. Lianxiang Xiyu will arrange for you to copy the first volume of Biography. When I come back, I will check it myself."
"Brother, don't you go back together?"
Lao Zhu asked suspiciously, he was still waiting for Ji Boying to go to class.
"How to use silver"
"The reasons for the financial collapse of a dynasty"
And, in the Tumu Fort hut, the three key words about the military system are given.
"Military Camp - Recruitment - Recruitment"
For Lao Zhu, whether to fight Zhu Qizhen or not is just for the sake of a headache. After all, they are not in the same time and space.
The knowledge learned in the theoretical class is the most important. Lao Zhu has deeply understood one thing. Only by mastering these principles can we reform the state affairs and make our Ming Dynasty last forever and far away from the Han and Tang Dynasties.
Believe in the wisdom of the immortal master instead of working blindly on your own.
"I still have something to take care of, Wuyi, please stay and continue walking with me."
For Lao Zhu and other emperors and princes, this first practical observation class has come to an end temporarily. The next thing to do is to return to the classroom to summarize.
But for Ji Boying, this matter of heaven and earth is far from over.
With the black-faced Zhu Qizhen now half-human and half-crazy, who even dares to kill his own father, it is naturally impossible for him to take over the imperial power of Tianshun Time and Space.
"Okay, then let's go back and wait for brother."
Lao Zhu nodded, his eyes full of expectation.
"Well, for the questions in the theory class, you should all follow Abiao's lead, and use your dead brains to think more. Don't just wait for my answer every day. You will never make progress in this way."
Abiao hummed and straightened his back slightly.
"You guys are so stubborn, you should learn more from the skills we have taught you. Do you understand?!"
Lao Zhu, the chief assistant coach, glanced at these children and grandchildren and shouted loudly.
The emperor and the prince all blushed slightly and nodded one by one.
Zhu Biao: Dad, what does my studying well have to do with you?
"Um."
After saying this, Ji Boying's mind was spinning.
The figures of Lao Zhu and others disappeared from the jade steps.
Finally, when he glanced at the messy Fengtian Gate, Ji Boying and Emperor Xuande disappeared.
At this time, in the West Nuan Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Qiyu was lying on the dragon couch with a vain look on his face. The Xing'an eunuch and a group of young eunuchs were gathered around the dragon couch.
"Do you really know how to treat illnesses?"
Eunuch Xing'an looked at the thin, monkey-like little eunuch in front of him.
"Hehe, back to Mr. Xing'an, before I entered the palace, I learned a few tricks from the old Wangtou next door."
"oh…"
Xing'an nodded.
Anyway, it has reached this point. A dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor. We can't watch Emperor Jingtai die like this.
But to be on the safe side, Xing'an asked one more question.
"This old Wangtou is a doctor?"
The little eunuch touched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Returning to Mr. Xing'an, the old Wangtou is a grooming craftsman, and I was groomed by him~"
As soon as these words came out, eunuch Xing'an was stunned.
On the bed, Zhu Qiyu, who had just regained consciousness, suddenly opened his eyes in shock.
Who wants to flatter me? !
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