Immortal Master asked and fell silent.
Everyone subconsciously frowned in thought. Abiao took a deep breath and spoke first.
"The death of Shang should be attributed to the first of the six crimes."
"After Yin Shou succeeded to the throne, the pace of reform was too fast and he was too determined to go his own way. He did not care about the reaction of the powerful class. He appointed humble people and even slaves. He did not use brothers or old noble officials, so that all the princes in the world rebelled."
As soon as A Biao's voice settled, Wu Zong Zhu Houzhao spoke for the second time.
Although this kid seems a bit playful and carefree on weekdays, he is actually the one with the best knowledge of history in the old Zhu family.
This can be confirmed by the fact that he was able to recognize the costumes of various dynasties at a glance.
"Furthermore, Emperor Xin suppressed the gradually expanding divine power in the late Shang Dynasty in an extremely domineering way."
"During the Shang Dynasty, the divine power was deeply rooted in the people's hearts. Emperor Xin clearly suppressed the divine power, which was a loss of people's support. The Western Zhou Dynasty inherited the mandate of heaven, and as a representative of the old aristocracy, he destroyed the Shang Dynasty on behalf of heaven, and then unified the divine power with the royal power. It’s for the emperor.”
After the words came out, everyone was a little surprised.
Looking at the fall of the Shang Dynasty from the perspective of divine power and royal power is indeed somewhat new.
Even Ji Boying subconsciously glanced at Wu Zong Zhu Houzhao, slightly surprised.
He really didn't expect that Wu Zong Zhu Houzhao could actually see this level. It was not easy.
Indeed, as Zhu Houzhao said, at the end of the Shang Dynasty when Emperor Xin lived, the divine power had begun to gradually suppress the royal power and even deposed the Shang king.
If this trend is allowed to continue to develop, it is likely that the land of Kyushu will eventually enter a dark situation like the European Middle Ages, where divine power completely overrides royal power and then controls all people.
And Zhou Chengtian's order to destroy Shang was done extremely cleverly this time.
The Ji family of the Western Zhou Dynasty directly designated the Zhou royal family as the descendants of the Tian family. The ancestor of the Zhou family is Tian. This is equivalent to combining divine power and royal power into one.
Since the Western Zhou Dynasty, the land of Kyushu has completely eliminated the interference of divine power on royal power.
And this is why, since the Zhou Dynasty, the sacrifices have been mainly based on offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, first offering sacrifices to heaven, then offering sacrifices to earth, and finally offering sacrifices to ancestors.
"The elite troops are not in the royal court, and they are fighting as unorganized slaves. They should be defeated."
Old Zhu Di focused on the military strength of the Shang Dynasty. In his opinion, the Shang Dynasty's demise was because all its elite troops were sent to attack Dongyi, which was a typical case of being stolen.
"What are you all talking about?!"
"None of you heard the question that my brother just asked. What I asked was not why Shang died, but what was the relationship between Shang's death and the Little Ice Age. If you dare to answer nonsense again, we will beat you."
After Lao Zhu finished speaking, everyone immediately shut up.
If you don't say it's right, you'll get hammered if you say it's wrong.
Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu and thought, "Why are you so excited? I haven't said anything yet. Besides, there is no harm in thinking divergently from a problem."
"Forget it, just watch."
Ji Boying glanced at all the emperors and princes.
The moment he finished speaking, the surrounding scenes suddenly changed.
What then caught everyone's eyes was the barren land, the dry rivers, the crops that failed to harvest, the tragic situation of starvation all over the fields, and the countless refugees.
"Shang died due to the rebellion of the nobles, and even more due to the change of people's hearts."
"Those who disturb the people's hearts will be a disaster to this world."
Ji Boying's voice sounded in everyone's ears at the same time.
In this ancient era of feudal superstition, any natural disaster, even a comet crossing the sky, would eventually put the pot on the head of those in power.
With a little encouragement from the people, they can rise up and attack.
After all, for the people at the bottom, they don’t even have a bite of wild vegetables to eat. But suddenly one day, someone told you that as long as you kill the person sitting at the top, as long as you overthrow a dynasty, you will have food. , and there is meat to eat.
If this happened to you, would you do it?
Anyway, no matter how bad the future is, it will never be worse than now. If you don’t work hard, it will be for nothing.
"Such a scene is not just in the late Shang Dynasty."
The surrounding scenery continues to change. It is no longer the scenery of the Shang Dynasty, but has entered the Han and Tang Dynasties.
"This was true in the last years of the Han Dynasty and the last years of the Tang Dynasty."
"The Three Kingdoms period and the Five Dynasties period that we are familiar with, these eras of great division of the world, were all at the peak of the Little Ice Age. This is not a coincidence."
"The whole world is in chaos, the population has dropped sharply, and plagues are rampant."
"And in the midst of four Little Ice Ages."
"Especially the period that Daming encountered lasted the longest."
"In the entire 276 years of the Ming Dynasty, there were a total of 1,101 major natural disasters, and the most serious disaster occurred in the Chongzhen year of the late Ming Dynasty."
The words fell.
The illusion was shattered, and the surroundings returned to the scene of the main hall.
And every prince and prince of the Ming Dynasty frowned every time they heard about this natural disaster.
One thousand one hundred and one times.
Doing the math this way, on average, there are five major natural disasters every year.
According to the rule of decline, natural disasters will become extremely frequent and severe in the last ten years.
"Brother, we want to ask a question."
"How serious were the natural and earthly disasters during the Chongzhen period?"
Lao Zhu frowned.
After seeing Chongzhen's country's subjugation before, Lao Zhu always attributed the country's subjugation to Chongzhen.
Now it seems that although Chongzhen had to bear more than half of the cauldron of national subjugation, he should not bear all of it. He also had to bear part of it during the Little Ice Age.
After looking at Lao Zhu, Ji Boying said.
"Chongzhen reigned for seventeen years, fifteen of which were marked by severe drought."
"Thousands of miles across the wilderness, there is no harvest. The refugees are starving and dying all over the field. The people are exchanging their children for food. There is also a great epidemic that is rampant and countless people have died of illness."
"There is a set of numbers that you can understand a little bit."
"In the first year of Chongzhen, the registered population of the imperial court totaled more than 50 million. However, after the Qing army entered the pass, the registered population was only more than 14 million."
Ding.
Everyone was shocked when they heard the two numbers.
In just over twenty years, the population has dropped by nearly 40 million!
Although many refugees may not be included in the statistics, once the refugees are included, the number will probably become even more terrifying.
The drought has lasted for more than ten years. How low can the food production be? How terrible is the number of refugees? The people have no food to eat, and they don't even have the bark to eat. How can we not be in chaos and rebel?
Abiao frowned and added.
"Long drought brings locusts."
Mentioning the locust plague makes people's scalp numb.
Wherever locusts pass, even wheat straw can be eaten clean.
"Master Immortal, my student is confused about something. The Little Ice Age caused the whole world to become colder, so why is there another severe drought?"
Emperor Xuande suddenly thought of this, frowned and asked.
Others were stunned after hearing this and thought about this question. It was indeed true. They actually did not understand the inevitable connection between the cooling of the world and drought. In their view, these should be two completely different things.
Ji Boying glanced at the crowd. The specific climate change was not understood by these people, so it would be better to keep it simple.
Then he picked up the pen and wrote a simple line of words on the rice paper.
"It gets colder → water vapor decreases → rainfall decreases → vegetation decreases → rainfall decreases again → severe drought → locust plague → refugees → uprising → country subjugation"
Put away your pen and drink tea.
As for whether these people could understand it, Ji Boying didn't bother to care.
"Next, we will enter a fantasy world first, and then go to another place."
The words fell.
While everyone's eyes were still focused on this line of text on the rice paper and they were thinking about what it meant, the surrounding scenery changed.
Snow as heavy as goose feathers fell one after another.
"This is Guangdong in October."
Then, the scene changed again, and everyone appeared on a glacier. As far as the eye could see, there were thousands of feet of ice, and there were also transport ships frozen on the river.
"This is the North-South Canal after it was frozen."
In an instant, there was a piece of cracked and barren land under everyone's feet. All they could see were rice, but not a single ear of grain.
"This is the once fertile land of Jingxiang."
The changes in the illusion are reflected in everyone's eyes like a quick cut of flowers.
"These are all scenes from the late Ming Dynasty."
From start to finish, it’s just tea time.
When the disillusionment around them was like broken flowers and everything returned to the main hall, the faces of these emperors and princes were extremely solemn.
They thought that the disaster caused by the Little Ice Age would be serious, but they did not expect it to be so serious.
"Go to another place."
Before everyone could be mentally prepared, when the words fell.
In the entire main hall, except for Lianxiang and Xiyu, everyone disappeared on the spot.
………………………
Chongzhen time and space.
The sky is gray, as if it has been covered with a dirty filter, making it impossible to see clearly.
In a deserted village on the outskirts of Beijing, the sky was filled with mosquitoes and flies, and the air was filled with putrid stench.
Looking around, as far as the eye can see, there are only seven or eight dying or dead old people in Zhuangzi, because there are too many flies on their bodies.
Because these people are too old and miss their hometown, it is better to starve to death in their homes and villages than to become refugees and die on the way to escape the famine, so that they can have a destination in this life.
Then there are the three or five frail children whose parents cannot bear to exchange them for food, so they can only leave them in this run-down village to fend for themselves with the old people in the village.
boom…!
Thunder rumbled, golden lightning flashed across the sky, and strong winds blew through the village.
However, these people don't care much.
With only their last breath left, they are already waiting to die.
"Brother, where is this?"
Lao Zhu looked around, and the dilapidated scene around him came into view, which was shocking.
"Chongzhen Time and Space."
Ji Boying didn't say much to explain, but just took a few steps forward.
This is a corner of a wall, and there is a skinny little girl with disheveled hair, squatting on the ground, digging in the cracked soil with her hands, not caring at all even if her fingers are scratched by the cracked soil.
"Kid, what are you doing?"
A Biao half-crouched down with doubts and asked with a smile.
The child didn't pay any attention to A Biao's questions. He just stared at the pit with his eyes full of concentration.
Finally, in the half-foot-deep hole, an earthworm the size of a pinky finger was dug out.
The little girl pulled out the earthworm, wiped the dust from her face with her bloody hands, and finally smiled in her eyes.
"Now Grandpa won't have to starve to death!"
It was also at this time that the little girl discovered that a large number of people suddenly appeared behind her. Her face suddenly changed with fright, and she immediately covered her heart with the earthworms in her hand.
"This, this, this is mine."
Her first thought was not to worry about whether these people were good or bad, nor whether she was afraid of them. What she was worried about was the earthworms in her hand, which she dug for her grandfather.
"What are you doing?"
Lao Zhu took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly.
"Grandpa said that as long as you dig up big insects in the soil, you won't have to starve to death..."
The little girl answered in a timid voice.
All the emperors and princes were silent.
A long sigh.
Yongle Zhu Gaochi stepped forward quickly, squatted down, took out a large bag of meat pies from his sleeve, and stuffed them all into the little girl's arms.
When the little girl was pleasantly surprised and looked up again to thank her benefactor, she was no longer there.
As for why Big Fatty Yongle only gave him some food and not some golden beans, the reason was simple.
In this kind of calamity year, even a little food may cost someone's life. If they give Jindouzi, once they are targeted, the little girl and her grandfather will have no chance of survival.
……………………
Hongwu time and space, Zuixian Tower, main hall.
This extremely fast round trip to Chongzhen made every emperor of tomorrow feel extremely heavy.
They were obviously unwilling to accept that the Ming Dynasty under their rule would eventually become such a miserable state after a few years, and the people had been reduced to the point of exchanging children for food and digging for worms to feed themselves.
Lao Zhu sat in his Taishi chair, his head slightly lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.
The entire main hall was as silent as ink, and even the air seemed to be condensed.
Ji Boying glanced at this group of people. The reason why he showed these illusions to this group of great emperors was that he spent so much time traveling to Chongzhen to explore time and space.
What we want is the result now.
Only after close experience can people realize the seriousness of the problem, and then they can seriously take precautions in advance to prevent such mistakes from happening again in various time and space.
Just like Guan Yunchang was careless and lost Jingzhou, if Guan Yu had seen the outcome in advance, he would naturally not have been careless.
"listen."
"Next, I'm going to tell you what to do to get Ming Dynasty through the final madness of the Little Ice Age."
Ji Boying's words broke the dead atmosphere. Everyone seemed to come alive in an instant. Their eyes were focused on Ji Boying, and their ears were pricked up, for fear of missing a word.
"When the peak of the Fourth Little Ice Age arrives, the Ming Dynasty will be divided into two situations."
"First, if Ming's silver expansion plan has been completed, or part of it has been completed, then there is no need to worry about this issue at all."
"It takes ten thousand nations to support one country, and it only needs to forcefully increase the introduction of overseas food, and the Ming Dynasty can survive the Little Ice Age."
"Of course, the price is to starve people in other countries to death. After all, the Little Ice Age was not aimed at the Ming Dynasty, but at the whole world."
"Second, institutions within the Royal Tiangong Academy must have settings dedicated to agricultural research, focusing on increasing food production and improving the drought and flood tolerance of food crops. This is a guarantee for the stability of the empire."
"Three, this is also the most direct method."
Ji Boying raised his hand, and in an instant, a steaming, roasted sweet potato appeared on everyone's table.
At the same time, Lianxiang Xiyu came forward and presented a bundle of sweet potato vines to everyone.
The roasted sweet potato is a finished food. According to the rules, Ji Boying can be directly embodied, but the sweet potato vine cannot.
These sweet potato vines were plucked out by Ji Boying overnight from a sweet potato field somewhere in Wanli time and space after exercising yesterday, and he was almost bitten by the dog guarding the field.
The sweet potato vine, an American crop, was introduced to the Ming Dynasty by the maritime merchant Chen Zhenlong in the 21st year of Wanli after being brought back from the Americas by Spain. In the time and space where these emperors and princes were, Jiajing Longqing might have seen sweet potatoes, but Definitely never seen a sweet potato vine.
"After you return, immediately start promoting sweet potato cultivation to the public on a large scale in the name of the imperial court."
"Anyone who grows sweet potatoes will be exempted from tax for three years, and after three years the tax will be reduced by five points."
Sweet potatoes can be eaten raw or cooked. They are not only drought-resistant, have high yields, and can be stored well, they can grow wildly if given a piece of land.
The disadvantage is that it doesn't taste good and you get gas after eating too much.
Therefore, after it was introduced during the Wanli period, it was only promoted in a small area in Fujian, Guangdong and other places, and was not rolled out nationwide. After all, in the eyes of the majority of ordinary people, if they have fragrant white rice to eat, why grow this crap?
And when the year of Apocalypse and Chongzhen, when famine spread across the land, even if you had the intention to spread it, it would be too late.
After the Qing army entered the customs, they began to vigorously promote sweet potatoes. When a foreign race entered the Central Plains, there was no large-scale peasant uprising for more than two hundred years (the White Lotus Sect and Changmao are not included). The contribution of sweet potatoes cannot be ignored.
Kyushu is a tough land. People who grew up in Kyushu, as long as they can eat a mouthful of food, as long as they don't starve to death, the people will not rebel and will work hard for the empire without any regrets until death. .
This has been well understood throughout the ages.
"Can this thing solve the people's hunger problem?"
Xiao Zhusi stared at the sweet potato vine in front of him and fiddled with it several times, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Jiasan, let me ask you, how many kilograms of grain can one acre of rice produce?"
"Jia San" is Xiao Zhu Si's student number.
The words fell.
Xiao Zhusi was stunned. He only knew how to eat food, but he didn't know how to grow food.
The other emperors and princes also dodge their eyes. Obviously, these ninety-five supremes don't know.
"The yield per mu is two to three hundred catties, and in good years it can reach three to four hundred catties, which should be about enough."
Lao Zhu thought for a while and said.
After all, Lao Zhu is still a simple old farmer. Even after being an emperor for more than ten years, he can still remember the yield of crops.
"Um."
“One acre of sweet potatoes can produce several thousand kilograms.”
Buzz…!
These emperors and princes were so stupid that their eyes were stunned.
How many kilograms? !
Is there such a high-yielding food crop in the world? !
It was also at this moment that they finally realized why this thing could save the famine.
I don't care about the surprise of these emperors and princes. Dimensional suppression is like this. Just like when you first knew that the earth was just a particle of cosmic dust, it was a supermodel of imagination.
"Okay, this lesson about the Little Ice Age is over."
Ji Boying exhaled, stood up, picked up the pen, and drew a horizontal line on the four words "Little Ice Age" written on the rice paper.
"Next, today's practical observation class."
"The Three Great Conquests of Wanli—The Last Glory of the Ming Dynasty"
"Take a quarter of an hour's rest before class."
"Eat a piece of melon to reduce fire."
Raising his hand, a piece of seedless watermelon appeared on everyone's table.
The Ming Dynasty ended in 1644. Watermelons in the 17th century basically had no sweetness. In the Ming Dynasty, watermelons were called cold melons and were generally used for medicinal purposes.
The three Zhu Gaochi were the first to start nibbling, and their eyes lit up.
"sweet!"
Seeing this, other people started to eat.
Then, Ji Boying climbed up the stairs and ignored these melon-eating emperors.
……………………
After half a cup of tea time.
The elegant room on the top of the pavilion.
Next to the window, the cigarette in Ji Boying's hand was burning quietly.
I don't know why, but since starting class, Ji Boying doesn't like smoking very much. Instead, he is used to using the cigarette as a time alarm, lighting it and letting it burn by itself.
At this moment, sitting opposite Ji Boying, there was a man, Yongle Lao Zhu Di.
"Master Immortal, please speak up if you have something to say."
"As long as Zhu Di can do it, it must be done by the immortal master. Even if it is something Zhu Di can't do, he must do it for the immortal master through fire and water."
Lao Zhu Di is different from others.
In addition to his respect for the immortal master, he also had infinite gratitude to Ji Boying.
After all, Ji Boying dug his wife out of her grave.
"It's just a small thing."
"In a few days, I need you to go to Hongxi time and space on my behalf. In the name of Xuanqing's enlightenment emperor, I will order hundreds of officials and people in Hongxi to comply with the emperor's new policies and solve the problem of inconsistent orders in Hongxi time and space."
Hearing this, Old Zhu Di smiled heartily.
"Don't worry, Master Immortal. This is nothing more than a trivial matter. Just leave it to me. I will definitely do it beautifully for Master Immortal."
Old Zhu Di has been to Hongxi time and space twice, and he is familiar with the road.
"Um."
Ji Boying stared at Old Zhu Di.
"You have to remember."
"This time is different from the previous two times. This time you are acting as a divine envoy, not as Emperor Yongle. What you have to do is to establish divine power in the hearts of hundreds of officials and people in Hongxi time and space."
After finishing his words, Old Zhu Di also took a deep breath.
"Zhu Di understands."
The words fell.
Eee.
The door to the private room opened.
Xiao Zhusi slipped through the half-open door and slipped in like a thief.
"Oh, boss, you are here too."
Xiao Zhusi was startled when he saw Old Zhu Di, and then said hello happily.
Among the names of Xiao Zhusi, the eldest brother is Zhu Biao, while the eldest brother is Lao Zhu Di. Naturally, the second eldest brother is Zhu Laosi.
Old Zhu Di glanced at Xiao Zhu Si, and he was still happy to give advice to this young self.
"Xiaosan, why do you want to see the immortal master?"
"Little things, little things."
"Immortal Master."
Xiao Zhusi stepped forward, saluted Ji Boying, and then sat down.
Then, the boy took out the half cigar he had collected in his sleeve and the match that he most likely got from Lao Zhu, and lit it.
Ji Boying's eyes were slightly stunned.
This cigar must be from half a year ago, but cigars can last for a long time as long as they are stored properly.
What Ji Boying didn't know was that for more than half a year, Xiao Zhu had been carrying this cigar everywhere he went, especially on important occasions. Wherever he sat, holding the cigar in his mouth and lighting a match, he was called the King of Cups.
However, Xiao Zhusi is a young man in his early twenties and loves to drink, which is understandable.
"What's up."
Ji Boying glanced at Xiao Zhusi and went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing.
"Master Immortal, I..."
Xiao Zhusi took a deep breath, looked up at Ji Boying, and his eyes became serious.
"Master Immortal, I want to drop out of school."
As soon as these words came out, Ji Boying's expression showed no change, while Old Zhu Di frowned, seeming to hate that iron cannot become steel.
"Xiao San, the Immortal Master is here, so you must not talk nonsense."
"It is a great blessing for you and me to be taught by an immortal master in this life. How can we drop out of school lightly?"
In Lao Zhu Di's view, he was still too young in this Hongwu time and space, and his thoughts were not mature enough. He was prone to do some unwise things, such as asking to drop out of school.
"reason."
Ji Boying spoke calmly and looked at Xiao Zhu Si.
Xiao Zhusi put down the cigar in his hand.
"I think this way, with the Immortal Master here, the eldest brother in Hongwu Time and Space will definitely not die again. In this case, the value of me staying here to continue taking classes is not great."
At this point, Old Zhu Di also frowned.
Because what Xiao Zhusi said makes sense.
As long as A Biao is still alive, it is impossible for Hongwu Xiao Zhusi to become the prince, let alone the future emperor, so the meaning of staying in the emperor's prince class is naturally not great.
"to be honest."
Ji Boying's eyes calmly stared at Xiao Zhusi, seemingly seeing through everything.
Being stared at by the Immortal Master like this, Xiao Zhusi suddenly felt frightened, then he smiled awkwardly and scratched his head.
"All right."
"Master Immortal, I want to go on an expedition for my country, and I want to open up a great voyage for the Ming Dynasty."
"I know very well that my father has been worried about the affairs of the generals in commanding the troops in recent days, and opening up a great voyage is definitely not a day's work. My father will not allow any general to lead hundreds of thousands of elite troops on a long-term voyage. rest assured."
"I also know that my father has been making a decision in his heart, whether to choose the general or the king as the commander of the great voyage."
Ji Boying smiled slightly, this was Xiao Zhusi's truth.
"You know, if you go on a long voyage, you may never come back."
This is definitely not a joke.
Above the sea, it is endless.
Even if he leads hundreds of thousands of elite troops, no matter how majestic the armored warship is, it will be useless in front of a dragon sucking water.
After all, the Age of Discovery that the Ming Dynasty was about to usher in was completely different from Zheng He’s previous voyages to the West.
"I know."
Xiao Zhusi nodded solemnly.
"For the sake of Ming Dynasty, I am willing to fight even to the death without any regrets."
Old Zhu Di next to him heard this, his eyes flashed, and he slapped Xiao Zhu Si on the shoulder.
"As expected of me!"
"Boss supports you!"
Ji Boying was stunned when he heard this, why did this sound so convoluted.
And just as Old Zhu Di finished speaking.
The door that was opened a crack was pushed open, and both Lao Zhu and A Biao stepped inside.
It looks like I've been eavesdropping for a while.
"As expected of our Zhu Yuanzhang's son, worthy of our King Yan of the Ming Dynasty, he is ambitious!"
"Father, big brother."
Xiao Zhusi looked slightly panicked and quickly stood up.
Lao Zhu smiled happily, walked up and patted Xiao Zhusi on the shoulder.
He has indeed been struggling with the issue of the commander of the Great Navigation these days. A general must be sent, but the commander must not be a general. Even if it is Xu Da, he is not at ease. He must have a son to take the position of commander.
At first, Lao Zhu considered choosing one of the second and third sons. After all, the second and third sons all had certain talents in commanding troops.
But since I learned that the second child was an out-and-out pervert and the third child had a cruel temperament, I gave up this idea.
The other vassal kings either did not have generals or were too young.
Otherwise, the seventeenth-year-old Zhu Quan is also a good choice. It's a pity that Zhu Quan is only three years old now. We can't let a three-year-old who has just been weaned lead an army of hundreds of thousands to sea.
"Fourth brother, I am deeply pleased that you have such a desire to serve the country."
"Brother, I believe that you will be able to overcome the thorns and waves, open up an unparalleled sea route for our Ming Dynasty, and spread the prestige of our Ming Dynasty throughout the world."
Zhu Biao took a deep breath and put his hand on Xiao Zhusi's shoulder, his eyes full of encouragement.
"Brother, you...are you not angry with me anymore?"
Xiao Zhusi was a little excited and his eyes were red. This was the first time that his elder brother took the initiative to talk to him in the past few days.
"We're all brothers. What's there to be angry about? I, your eldest brother, am a petty person."
Abiao smiled generously and patted Xiao Zhusi heavily on the shoulder.
"Yes, yes, they are all brothers."
Old Zhu Di also stood up with a smile, wanting to join this happy family group.
"roll."
Abiao glared at Old Zhu Di, causing Old Zhu Di's newly opened hand to freeze.
Aren't they the brothers we promised? After a gap of time and space, do you no longer recognize your blood ties? !
For a moment, the atmosphere became slightly awkward.
Ji Boying coughed twice.
"Since Lao Zhu agrees to your going, then you can go."
"Remember, if you are in danger, you can shake the wind chime and I can save your life."
When Xiao Zhu Si heard this, his expression suddenly became more and more excited. He took two steps back, plopped towards Ji Boying and knelt down.
"Zhu Di's kindness in teaching Taoism and solving doubts will never be forgotten!"
'state'.
He kowtowed firmly on the ground.
"Let's go down to class."
Ji Boying patted Xiao Zhu Si's shoulder and walked out the door first, followed closely by Lao Zhu and A Biao.
As soon as he reached the threshold of the private room, he paused and glanced at Xiao Zhu Si behind him.
"By the way, you are going to open a route, which actually does not conflict with the class. If you are free in the future, you can continue to attend the class at the invitation of the wind chime. If the time is not coincidental, then you do not need to answer the sound of the wind chime."
After saying nothing, Ji Boying walked down the mahogany stairs.
Xiao Zhusi was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.
Of course he wanted to continue taking classes, but it would be great if he could make achievements while taking classes at the same time.
"Thank you, Master Immortal!"
It turns out that you can have your cake and eat it too!
After going downstairs.
Lao Zhu took the lead in shouting, and the group of emperors and princes who were freely moving around reacted and quickly returned to their seats.
A Biao and Zhu Di also returned to their respective seats, while Lao Zhu and Ji Boying walked onto the podium.
"Master Immortal, is this Wanli Yijun?"
Zhu Zaijing looked at the "Three Great Marches of Wanli" on the rice paper and asked tentatively.
"good."
Ji Boying nodded slightly.
"Emperor Wanli, Zhu Yijun, was the thirteenth emperor of the Ming Dynasty and the longest reigning emperor of the Ming Dynasty. He reigned for a total of forty-eight years."
"For the Wanli Dynasty, later generations called it, Wanli Zhongxing."
Wanli ZTE? !
Little Bee Zhu Zaijing was overjoyed when he heard this, "It's amazing!"
I don’t care about anything, but my son can!
After this calculation, I have also contributed to the Ming Dynasty!
"Since Yijun has been doing it for forty-eight years, how can I have eighteen years?"
Zhu Zaijing showed a satisfied smile.
"you?"
Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Zaijing.
"If I don't intervene, you're going to collapse next year."
Ding.
Zhu Zaijing was stunned for a moment.
He suddenly felt a chill on his back, and suddenly figured out something.
No wonder Wanli remained emperor for a long time! It turns out that my father died early!
"Old rules, before observing the practice class and going to see Wanli, we must first understand how the Wanli emperor governed the country."
"And why these three great campaigns of Wanli are the last glory of the Ming Dynasty."
"And Wanli ZTE, what kind of ZTE is it?"
"In order to facilitate understanding, we need to add another line after this proposition."
Say it.
Ji Boying turned around, picked up the pen on the shelf, and swiped it like ink, adding another line of words after "The Three Great Marches of Wanli - the Last Glory of the Ming Dynasty".
"If you don't mess up your life, you will lose half your happiness."
(End of chapter)
