Zhu Zaijing's sudden voice instantly broke the classroom atmosphere.
'Snapped'.
The crisp sound of a slap suddenly appeared in an instant.
Immortal Jiajing reacted the fastest, and gave Zhu Zaijing a big mouth with his backhand, which stunned the little shooting expert.
Emperor Longqing told us a truth from his personal experience. Showing your true feelings and telling the truth sometimes may not necessarily win the approval of others, but may also be the favor of your father.
"You are such an unfilial and rebellious child who talks nonsense, what kind of nonsense are you thinking about all day long?!"
Zhu Zaijing subconsciously covered the swollen left side of his face, and couldn't help but feel angry. After all, he had been the emperor for more than five years, and he felt somewhat proud.
But when he inadvertently saw the mace being lifted and put down in Taizu's hand, he suddenly understood.
The slap my father just gave me was not a slap in the face, but a proper expression of love for myself!
It's much more comfortable to be fucked by dad than to be beaten by great grandfather's mace.
"If you were as brave as me, how could you be like this!"
Immortal Jiajing added another sentence.
Ji Boying was stunned by these words. Are you even more heroic?
If there were three heroes, it is estimated that the Ming Dynasty's Guo Zuo would only end in Wanli.
"Zhu Zaijing."
Lao Zhu stared at Zhu Zaijing, his voice was indifferent and his eyes were cold. Zhu Zaijing was so surprised that chills ran down his spine and his heart skipped a beat.
"Tai, Taizu."
Bite the bullet, Zhu Zaijing bowed to listen to the instructions.
"Can't you see, my brother just used this illusion to warn us that as the emperor, we should abide by our body and mind, and remember the dangers of beauty."
"Starting from today, you are not allowed to get close to women for a year. If you dare to disobey, we will kill you directly."
Obviously, the 'abolition' mentioned by Lao Zhu does not mean the abolition of the throne.
But physical scrap.
From a medical point of view, it is a physical critical strike that cuts off the ability to reproduce.
Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu, he really didn't want to warn these emperors to abide by their body and mind.
It is a normal operation for an emperor to marry more wives. After all, the number of heirs is also an important indicator for an emperor's assessment goals.
A Biao, who was on the side, spoke in a deep voice.
"In this first illusion, taking the example of Emperor Tang Ming before and after, it can be seen that the changes in the king affected the world."
"A woman cannot essentially affect the survival of the empire."
As soon as the words came out, everyone's thinking instantly changed from what Lao Zhu said about 'beauty is a disaster'. Combined with the theme of 'the king and the people' mentioned before entering the illusion, there was an instant sense of enlightenment.
Lao Zhu was stunned when he heard this, and felt embarrassed. He seemed to have misunderstood again.
"Um."
Ji Boying nodded slightly and gave A Biao an appreciative look. It had to be said that this kid was getting better and better, and he was a little closer to becoming an assistant to the Immortal Master.
Since ancient times, there has been a saying that beauties are the source of misfortune, including Nuxi in the Xia Dynasty, Daji in the Shang Dynasty, Baosi in the Zhou Dynasty, Li Ji in the Jin Dynasty, and Yang Yuhuan in the Tang Dynasty.
Historians unceremoniously put the blame for the downfall of the dynasty on the heads of these women. They wrote in large letters and accused these women of causing harm to the country and the people, and of beguiling the monarch. Various unofficial histories continued to compete.
However, is the death of a country really due to a woman who did not exercise power (such as Cixi, who did not exercise power by herself)?
From the historical records of the Zhengerbajing, we have never seen Daji, Baosi, etc. intervening in government affairs.
In fact, the death of Xia was due to Xia Jie's tyranny and immorality, the death of Shang was due to the dynasty's long history, and the death of Western Zhou was more due to internal strife in the royal family.
As for Li Longji's failure in the later years, it was because in his early years, in order to improve the efficiency of the border towns and enable the border towns to act expediently, he delegated all three military, political, and financial powers to the governors of various regions.
The original plan was to wait until the Tang Dynasty reached stability before exercising restraint in the future. As a result, after the Tang Dynasty entered its heyday, Li Longji immediately drifted away and was so big-hearted that he completely forgot about this.
Even if there was no Yang Yuhuan in the Tang Dynasty, An Lushan would still rebel.
And even if there is no An Lushan, there will be Li Lushan and Wang Lushan in the future, but it is only a matter of time.
Then, Ji Boying patted Lao Zhu on the shoulder next to him.
"What Lao Zhu just said makes sense to a certain extent. You should exercise caution when dealing with women and do not overindulge."
Express your agreement with Lao Zhu’s views and appropriately alleviate Lao Zhu’s embarrassment in front of his children and grandchildren.
The words fall.
All the emperors nodded in agreement. Among the sixteen emperors of the Ming Dynasty, not many were addicted to women.
"Especially you, Zhu Zaijing."
Ji Boying looked at Emperor Longqing who was covering his face in discomfort.
"Since you, the great ancestor of the Zhu family, have just ordered you not to have sex with women within a year, you must obey the order and I will supervise this matter together."
"If you commit a crime, God will punish you."
Zhu Zaijing's heart skipped a beat after hearing this.
What he originally thought was that anyway, he and his great-grandfather were not in the same time and space. I secretly played small games at home to entertain my body and mind. How would my great-grandfather know that he could still stare at me for twelve hours day and night?
But it's different now. The Immortal Master represents heaven.
God, it's everywhere...!
'How are we going to live in the future? '
'Shooting me to stop me is no different from killing me! '
Ji Boying ignored Zhu Zaijing's almost collapsed expression.
Originally, he was planning to carry out addiction treatment for Zhu Zaijing, but Lao Zhu's intervention was just right, saving him trouble later.
"First question, remember it well."
Ji Boying glanced at the crowd. The emperor and princes all looked startled and pricked up their ears.
“How to Ensure the Consistency of a Monarch.”
In history, there are many wise kings who were in danger of death, including Duke Huan of Qi and Emperor Wu of Liang, Xiao Yan.
Just a few years without security at this late stage is enough to cause the entire country to suffer irreparable damage.
In the era of autocratic monarchy, the monarch is an inseparable core element of the empire's foundation. It is nonsense to talk about the empire's foundation without talking about the king of this country.
"This problem is difficult to solve, so remember it first."
"We'll talk about it together after we finish watching the next fantasy."
Ji Boying took a breath.
"The foundation for maintaining an empire lies in people, and people are divided into kings and people."
"What we were looking at just now was Jun."
"Next, let's look at the people."
Abiao added at the right time.
"Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it."
Just as Ji Boying was about to start the next projection, Emperor Zhengde Zhu Houzhao suddenly spoke with confusion on his face.
"Master Immortal, I still don't quite understand how the empire's base is divided into kings and people, and what's the connection between them?"
"Why aren't those powerful gentry included in this base?"
As soon as these words came out, most of the others showed the same confused look.
After all, in their perception, the powerful gentry should be the backbone of the empire.
Obviously, these emperors and princes did not understand at first, but they all pretended to understand. Only Wuzong Zhu Houzhao bravely asked his doubts.
Ji Boying glanced at everyone and was silent for a moment.
"I will explain it to you after the next illusion is over."
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding scene changed instantly.
In an instant, the sound of cannons and the sound of fighting resounded.
The emperors and princes looked around and suddenly discovered that this place was obviously a city with many private houses, but at this time it had become a battlefield.
"Huh? Why does this city gate that is being attacked look familiar?"
Fatty Yongle looked at the city being attacked in front of him and subconsciously asked a question.
"Dad, this is the door of our house, the Zhengyang Gate of the nine gates of the capital."
Yongle Xiaozhu often travels around the capital and is very familiar with the nine gates of the capital.
Lao Zhu frowned upon hearing this.
His Hongwu time and space had not yet Shuntian, so Lao Zhu couldn't tell where it was, but Lao Zhu Di and a group of later generations of kings had lived in Shuntian Mansion for decades, so they could naturally recognize it.
'The inner gate of the capital was attacked? ! '
Everyone's heart tightened, and they roughly guessed what was going on.
Especially Lao Zhu Di, his chest had begun to rise and fall.
"Brother, what is this battle about?"
Although there was already a suspicion in his mind, Lao Zhu still asked.
"The final battle that led to the demise of the Ming Dynasty."
Ji Boying spoke calmly.
In an instant, everyone present felt their hearts pounding and held their breath subconsciously. They never thought that they would still be alive to see the fall of the Ming Dynasty.
"This battle doesn't look fierce."
"And why are the armors worn by these soldiers attacking the city in such a mess that my Ming Dynasty perished in the hands of these rabble?"
Zhengde Zhu Houzhao looked at it for a long time and said subconsciously.
The Dashun Army was originally a gathering of farmers and deserters. Even with temporary military training, the organization was very rough.
But at this moment, the city gate that was originally unbreakable suddenly opened.
The peasant army that was attacking the city suddenly poured into the city like a tide.
"this…!"
Lao Zhu was stunned.
Old Zhu Di became furious instantly.
Anyone with any intelligence knows what happened.
Judging from the siege momentum and siege equipment of this group of peasant armies, and considering the solidity of the nine gates of the capital, as long as they defend firmly, the probability of the gates being breached is very low.
It's a pity that there was no Yu Qian in the late Ming Dynasty, only a bunch of young men.
"The person who ordered the city gate to be opened was Zhang Jinyan, the new Minister of War."
"By the way, this person was promoted to Minister of War by Shi Zhongchao from the Ministry of War."
If he was promoted from the seventh rank to the second rank, if this speed of promotion were normal, he would naturally be grateful for the emperor's grace.
But now that we are at the gate of the city, it is a typical example of 'if others steal the donkey, you pull out the prong'.
"Zhang Jinyan."
Lao Zhu's eyes flashed coldly, and he remembered the name firmly.
I decided in my heart that when I went to the Chongzhen Dynasty, the first thing I would do was to hammer Zhang Jinyan to death with my own hands.
"Of course, what you see is the last door to Ming Dynasty."
"Prior to this, Du Zhizhi, the eunuch in charge of the Juyong Pass, and Tang Tong, the commander-in-chief, surrendered without a fight and surrendered Juyong Pass. Qiu Maohua, the prefect of Zhending Prefecture, and Xie Sufu, the guerrilla general, surrendered upon hearing the news. Li Jiantai, the cabinet scholar, surrendered in Baoding. The eunuch guarding the city took the lead in opening the Guangning Gate on the west side of the outer city of the capital and welcomed the rebel king into the city."
Ji Boying's voice was very light.
But when it fell into the ears of a group of serving emperors such as Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, and Zhu Laosi, it was like a thunderbolt.
Even Zhu Zaijing, who was thinking about how to 'hide the sky', felt angry after hearing this.
This is simply being sold all the way!
Lao Zhu even remembered the names "Du Zhizhi, Tang Tong, Li Jiantai" and so on in his heart one by one.
When the time comes, one of them will be cut off.
Uh-huh.
The surrounding scene changed again in an instant.
The sound of fighting disappeared. This time, it was the scorching sun at noon, and the sound of noisy cheers came to my ears.
"Deshengmen."
Yu Qian, one of the important ministers, frowned.
During the Peking Defense War, as the commander-in-chief, he personally guarded Deshengmen.
Here he repelled the Wala, saved the Ming Dynasty, and made immortal achievements.
In the holographic projection, Yu Qian's current location was where he used to guard. Looking at the already wide-open Desheng Gate and the mighty anti-king army entering the city, there was a bit of sadness in his eyes.
'The city gate I once guarded with all my life was not breached from the outside, but opened from the inside. Instead of being breached by foreigners, it was trampled down by my own people. '
'How sad. '
"This person is King Chuang Li Zicheng."
"The man who destroyed the Ming Dynasty with his own hands."
Ji Boying raised his finger. Among the troops entering the city, there was a man in the middle. He had protruding cheekbones and deep sunken eye sockets. He looked like an eagle and a wolf. He was wearing a red armor and riding a tall white horse. His face was full of words. 'I am too awesome' in five big words.
When Lao Zhu heard this, his eyes turned cold for a moment.
"Brother, if we go to Chongzhen, can we see Li Zicheng?"
"We're going to fight him a few times with our own hands."
Lao Zhu held the mace tightly, his eyes showing the ferocity of a gladiator.
Looking at Lao Zhu's posture, it seems that he is planning to play a peak 1V1 showdown with Huang Lai'er (Li Zicheng's nickname).
"And I."
"I want to fuck him too!"
"Add me one!"
"…………"
(Li Zicheng: Isn’t it 1V1 as promised?!)
Just when the other emperors and princes were all focusing on Chuang Wang Li Zicheng.
Only Abiao's eyes fell on the people on both sides of the street who were cheering for the Dashun Army to enter the city from the very beginning, with complicated and unspeakable compassion in their eyes.
"The rebels broke through the city and entered the capital, and the people of the capital lined up to greet them like this."
"The people's hearts have been lost so much. How can the world not be lost? How can the country not be overturned? How can the country not be destroyed?"
"The death of our Ming Dynasty was not caused by Li Zicheng, but by the people's hearts."
"I think that's the second question that the Immortal Master mentioned."
"How to stabilize the hearts and minds of the people in the world."
When A Biao's voice fell, the other emperors and princes were stunned. They really didn't notice this detail.
And this is the key to this illusion.
"It seems that Abiao is the only one who takes the class seriously."
As soon as the Immortal Master spoke, the illusion disappeared instantly.
Ji Boying glanced at these emperors and princes with sharp eyes.
"You guys, what do you do with your brains? If you keep the head on your neck, it's useless. You should just find a piece of tofu and kill it as soon as possible."
scolded.
None of these emperors dared to say a word.
"Everyone should go back to their seats and reflect seriously."
One word comes out.
The emperor and princes all lowered their heads and quickly returned to their original seats.
"Brother, when are we going to Chongzhen Dynasty? Can we go in advance?"
Lao Zhu lowered his voice and said beside Ji Boying.
This is the third time that Lao Zhu has asked Ji Boying this question. It can be seen that Lao Zhu's obsession with the fall of the Ming Dynasty and the Chongzhen Dynasty has already taken root.
No wonder Lao Zhu, no founder of a country can bear to sit back and watch the dynasty he created overthrow.
Ji Boying could even imagine that once he went to Chongzhen time and space, Lao Zhu would probably be the first to beat Chongzhen violently, and then he would sit on the dragon chair and start taking over across time and space.
But even that was of no use.
The deep quagmire that the Chongzhen Dynasty was in was no longer a problem that could be solved by simply changing the emperor.
"No hurry, it's almost over."
Ji Boying patted Lao Zhu on the shoulder and signaled Lao Zhu to return to his position first.
Lao Zhu took a deep breath, nodded, and then sat back.
Then, Ji Boying sat down at the table that had been moved to the podium.
Holographic projection is on.
However, this time it was not to project a certain historical fragment, but according to Ji Boying's needs, a very interesting three-dimensional structure was projected on the table.
This structure is divided into three floors: upper, middle and lower.
On the first floor below, there are densely packed little people, stacked together to form a circle.
On the second level in the middle is a black gold imperial crown. Next to this imperial crown, there are two circles of hats of various sizes floating quietly in a ring.
The third level on the top is the Kyushu Continent. This continent stands at the top with the support of the emperor's crown and the villain.
The eyes of all the emperor's princes, princes and important ministers were attracted by the novelty on the table, and they couldn't help but wonder what it was used for.
"This will clear up the doubts in your hearts."
After preparing the explanation tools, Ji Boying glanced at Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao.
"Gui Yi, repeat the question you just asked out loud."
"Gui Yi" is the student name of Emperor Zhengde Zhu Houzhao.
"yes!"
Emperor Zhengde stood up quickly and loudly and emotionally repeated the question he had just asked.
"Why should the empire's basic base be divided into kings and people?"
“Why aren’t the powerful gentry included in this base?”
The words fall.
Ji Boying waved to Emperor Zhengde Zhu Houzhao.
"you come up."
Wu Zong Zhu Houzhao looked overjoyed, and hurriedly climbed up to the podium, leaned over the table, and looked at the projected three-layer structure at close range, with a look of eager novelty on his face.
"Master Immortal, how do you play this?"
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PS: I wrote it until 3:30 last night and almost sent it.
(End of chapter)
