"Your Majesty, the wind is blowing."
"It's cold and windy, so it's better to rest in the Nuan Pavilion to avoid damaging the dragon's body."
Eunuch Chang reminded carefully.
Since the death of his eldest brother Chen Ju, who was known as the most upright eunuch in the Ming Dynasty, Chang Shengyun was transferred by Lao Wanli to serve as the eunuch of the ceremonial department and has been serving him ever since.
Although he was not a eunuch with a pen or a eunuch with a palm seal, he was favored by Lao Wanli and served everywhere, and his status was aloof.
"Um."
Old Wanli nodded slightly.
He has chronic intestinal dysentery (dysentery), which has become more and more serious in recent years. Once an attack occurs, he will have vomiting and diarrhea for several days in a row, and he cannot withstand the cold wind for a long time.
"By the way, how is Prince Fu lately?"
During the Chinese New Year, Old Wanli missed his precious son.
"Back to Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Prince Fu sent a letter to the capital a few days ago, saying that there is not enough rice in the palace to survive the winter. He hopes that the imperial court will send more, but the cabinet refused."
Old Wanli smiled fondly.
"Pass the decree to add three thousand hectares of fertile land to King Fu, and give him another hundred thousand silver."
"This boy."
Good guy, there are thousands of memorials to replenish officials and provide disaster relief, but the nine sides are missing a single penny, but they don't wait for a moment to give land and silver to King Fu. The first move is three thousand hectares plus one hundred thousand taels of snowflake silver, without considering the household department at all. The feeling of a minister depends on the fact that there is a minister in the Ministry of Revenue.
After saying this, he turned around and wanted to leave.
"According to the order."
"Hey, Your Majesty, please slow down."
Eunuch Chang carefully helped Old Wanli turn around. Old Wanli was not tall and fat. He weighed more than two hundred kilograms of fat and had leg problems. He had to have someone by his side when walking. Hold on, otherwise you may fall down easily.
The two of them just turned around.
Eunuch Chang looked up first.
You won’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will be scared to death when you look at it.
Where did this nonsense come from? !
However, Eunuch Chang was an old man in the palace and his reaction speed was quite fast. He was somewhat loyal to Old Wanli. He blocked his body in front of Old Wanli and shouted.
"Assassin! There is a thorn...!"
The word "ke" in the second sentence of "assassin" has not been finished yet.
Zhu Houzhao, a young man from Hongzhi who had practiced martial arts since childhood, rushed forward, covered Eunuch Chang's mouth with one hand, and pinned him to the ground with the other hand, unable to move.
Then he smiled and punched Eunuch Chang in the back of the head. The old eunuch fainted instantly.
As for whether it is a fake dizziness or a real dizziness, it is hard to say.
"You thieves are so bold."
Lao Wanli was indeed Lao Wanli. After being stunned for a moment, he scolded him sternly.
After all, he was an old emperor who had been sitting on the dragon throne for more than forty years. He still had some determination and no panic on his face.
'Why are these people wearing dragon robes and python robes? '
'I haven't left the palace for a long time. Are the rebels in this world so rampant? Even before the rebellion was successful, he was already wearing a yellow robe! '
'What do the imperial guards in the palace eat? ! You actually let so many people get into my imperial garden. Once this matter is over, I will severely punish these derelicts! '
"You are such a rebellious son. When you see the great ancestor, you still don't kneel down to greet him!"
Just when Lao Wanli was thinking about how to get out.
Longqing Zhu Zaijing, who was limping with his legs wrapped in white cloth and his head wrapped in white cloth, stood up, limped in front of Old Wanli, showed his fatherly aura, and glared at Old Wanli fiercely.
'Learn to walk like me? '
'Who can bear it! '
Clang.
Before the half-disabled Zhu Zaijing could react.
Old Wanli's fat fist as big as a sandbag had already hit him. Then Old Wanli grabbed Zhu Zaijing's fractured left hand, used the hands he had learned when he was young, and captured Zhu Zaijing with his backhand. live.
Zhu Zaijing screamed in pain.
The newly connected bone was broken again.
"If anyone dares to come close, I will kill him now."
Lao Wanli grabbed Zhu Zaijing's neck and directly lifted Zhu Zaijing up like a chicken with one hand, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"Idiot! Idiot, what do you want to do?"
Zhu Zaijing suppressed his blush and wanted to pry away Lao Wanli's hand, but he no longer had the strength to use it. He would not have thought that one day he would be strangled by his own son and strangled.
Facts have also proved that fat people may not be in good health, but they must be very strong.
People who say fat people are bloated and weak have definitely never fought against someone with a large tonnage.
'? ? ? '
Everyone present was stunned for a moment.
Even Ji Boying was stunned. This old Wanli was so filial.
I haven’t seen my biological father in decades. The first thing I did when I met him was to kill him first as a mark of respect.
However, Lao Wanli's skills were a bit surprising. A fat old man who seemed to weigh almost 300 kilograms was able to execute a series of moves so easily that he subdued Zhu Zaijing, who was only in his thirties. .
Of course, this is mainly because Zhu Zaijing himself is too useless and half-disabled.
'It seems that old Wanli has forgotten what his father looks like after nearly fifty years. '
Ji Boying frowned slightly as he watched this scene.
But when I think about it, it’s understandable.
After all, Emperor Longqing at that time was only focused on playing a tense and exciting shooting game with the group of orchids from the Western Regions, and he did not see Zhu Yijun a few times from the beginning to the end of the year.
It is estimated that Lao Wanli's impression of his father Zhu Zaijing is not one-tenth as deep as that of Zhang Juzheng.
In addition, when Long Qing died, old Wanli was less than ten years old, and his memory has long been blurred.
and.
Ji Boying glanced at Longqing Emperor Zhu Zaicheng who was forced to take a hostage.
After this guy was beaten violently by Lao Zhu, most of his head was swollen, and it was wrapped with a layer of cloth. To be honest, with Zhu Zaijing's current appearance, even his own mother was very worried. Hard to recognize.
"It's extremely ridiculous. You are worthy of taking my imperial examination!"
Old Wanli glanced at Zhu Zaijing who was being choked, and his fat face trembled with a fierce expression.
Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di and other emperors and princes all looked more and more gloomy. Lao Wanli was so unfilial that he even had murderous intentions towards his father. It was simply against the will of heaven!
"The me in the other world will never turn around again! Don't bear the name of killing your father!"
Just when Lao Zhu and a group of ancestors were preparing to swarm in and give Lao Wanli a long memory.
Little Wanli emerged from the crowd and shouted at Old Wanli with a righteous look.
Ding.
The moment he saw little Wanli, old Wanli was startled.
This kid looks so familiar!
He might not be able to recognize his father, but it's impossible not to recognize his appearance when he was a child. After all, he still misses his handsome appearance when he was a child.
It was also at this time.
Ji Boying urgently summoned Zhang Juzheng from Longqing time and space, who was thinking about "Lighthouse and Nightmare".
When the confused Zhang Juzheng appeared, his handsome face, especially his beautiful beard, came into Lao Wanli's eyes.
Old Wanli's pupils shrank sharply, and from the depths of his soul, the fear of being dominated by Mr. Zhang suddenly surged into his heart.
His expression suddenly changed.
"Mr. Zhang!"
"You, why are you still alive!"
There was some inexplicable guilt in this sentence.
After all, he not only abolished the New Deal of his most beloved Mr. Zhang, but also ransacked his home and almost pulled his beloved Mr. Zhang out of the coffin and whipped his body.
Zhang Juzheng also frowned, looking at the old fat man in front of him who was strange but also had a sense of familiarity. He couldn't match up with the future sage he hoped for.
"Are you...His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"
The moment Lao Wanli saw Zhang Juzheng, he actually believed everything he saw in his heart.
Because it is impossible for the dead to rise again.
Although he couldn't figure out what was going on, the facts were right in front of him and could not be changed.
'This is... me when I was a child. '
'This is really my father. '
Old Wanli subconsciously loosened his grip. After landing, Zhu Zaijing gasped for air. His red face was full of anger, but he did not dare to express it. He was afraid that Old Wanli would pick him up with one hand again, so he could only He dragged his legs aside angrily.
'They are again...'
Stunned, Lao Wanli met Lao Zhu's eyes.
At this moment, the whole person felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his legs trembled instantly.
He has indeed been the emperor for more than forty years, but Lao Zhu is the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty and the ancestor of his Lao Zhu family. That comes from the pressure of blood.
The power of this glance was enough to make Lao Wanli's heart tremble.
"You unworthy descendant, why don't you come over here and pay homage to the Great Grandfather!"
Immortal Jiajing shouted loudly at the right moment. After all, he was Old Wanli's grandfather according to his seniority.
'Practice until your body looks like a crane'.
The moment I saw the Jiajing Immortal.
This sentence suddenly appeared in Lao Wanli's mind.
'Grandfather? '
Then, he glanced at the other people and found that these people were more or less familiar, and the charm between their eyebrows was very similar to the statues of ancestors in the Ancestral Temple.
And just then.
Xiao Zhu Si, Yongle Xiao Zhu, Hong Xi Xiao Zhu, and Wuzong Zhu Houzhao, all four of them took action at the same time and held down the confused Lao Wanli, and then dragged him to Lao Zhu.
Zhang Juzheng, who was not sure what was going on, was confused and could only stand beside Xiao Wanli.
"There's no need to rush."
Ji Boying spoke to curb everyone's plan to start a group fight against Lao Wanli.
After all, old Wanli is already fifty-six years old, and his body is so fat that he must have three highs. He also has foot disease and chronic dysentery.
Speaking of dysentery, the last person who died in Wanli was dysentery.
After later generations exhumed his bones for testing, and combined with some historical data from the Wanli period when Wanli fell ill, it can be concluded that it was bacillary dysentery.
Before Wanli's death, he suffered from vomiting and diarrhea for more than ten days. No matter how strong he was, he would suffer from collapse, let alone obesity.
Moreover, Old Wanli also had some "advantages". For example, Wanli's three major campaigns safeguarded the country's sovereignty. At least during the more than 40 years that Old Wanli was in power, there were no powerful ministers, no treacherous ministers, and no eunuchs in the entire Ming Dynasty. Suffering, no relatives.
Of course, this is also due to poor performance.
After all, Lao Wanli didn't even approve memorials, he didn't even get promotions, and he still had so much power. This was tantamount to hiding his power under the quilt, and no one had any chance to play with it.
"It looks as fat as a pig, how come our Zhu family gave birth to such an edible baby!"
Lao Zhu angrily scolded.
Jianwen was fat, Yongle was fat, and Hong Xi was fat. The three of them immediately shrank their heads.
The three Zhu Gaochi were fattening, but Wanli was most likely born fat. Coupled with decades of inactivity in the house, body fat doubled exponentially year by year.
At this time, some diligent children and grandchildren.
For example, Emperor Xuande and Emperor Chenghua had already quickly moved two chairs over.
Ji Boying and Lao Zhu sat side by side, while the others stood around.
At this moment, Lao Wanli, who was pinned to the ground, looked confused and his head was buzzing.
Xiao Wanli and Zhang Juzheng were standing next to him, especially Xiao Wanli, staring at his future self with a solemn face, and decided in his heart that starting from today, he must eat less, lose weight, and control his weight.
You must never look like this in the future, it would be too damaging to your image.
Little Wanli patted Old Wanli on the shoulder, shook his head, and sighed.
Old Wanli:? ? ?
'Why are you sighing? Do you look down on me? ! '
'No, I look down on me?' ! '
"Let's ask you."
Lao Zhu's words brought Lao Wanli back to his mind.
The eyes that looked at Lao Wanli were full of anger. If he hadn't considered that the lame fat man would be burped without hitting him and not controlling the strength enough, Lao Zhu would have hit him with a mace.
"Why are the vacancies not filled?"
The words fell.
Lao Wanli frowned and looked up at Lao Zhu, with a bit of final stubbornness on his face, obviously wanting to argue. After all, he did have his own set of theories.
For example, as long as officials are not replaced, there will be no corrupt officials and no powerful ministers.
'Snapped. '
Lao Zhu Di, who was standing next to Lao Zhu, raised his hand and slapped him away.
He has a bad temper.
"you……"
'Snapped'.
Another slap.
"I……"
'Snapped'.
The third slap fell.
"Taizu asked you something, why didn't you answer it?!"
Old Zhu Di shouted loudly.
Old Wanli covered his face and was stunned for a moment. His nosebleeds were pouring out. His eyes were full of grievances. He was already in his fifties, and tears were about to flow out.
"Master Cheng! Did you give me a chance to speak?"
The words fell.
Jiajing Immortal's pupils shrank.
Finished.
He knew it was too late.
'Snapped. '
Old Zhu Di's face became angry and he slapped him again, louder than the previous three slaps.
'Snapped. '
Zhu Laosi's slap followed.
'Snapped,'
Xiao Zhusi's followed closely.
Then, this sequence went back and forth more than ten times.
Old Wanli, who already had a lot of flesh on his face, was now even more swollen like a bun. He was screaming in his heart: What did I say wrong? ! &￥%#￥%#! ! !
After the three Zhu Di finished, Lao Zhu spoke.
"I'll ask you again."
"Why misuse national wealth?"
"Why exploit the people?"
“Why depose good governance?”
"Why don't you worship your ancestors?"
"Why ignore the Jurchens to establish a country?!"
Speaking of this last point, when he thought of braids taking over the Central Plains, Lao Zhu couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. He stood up with a groan, raised his leg and kicked Lao Wanli on the shoulder, directly knocking off the two hundred kilograms of Lao Wanli. Wanli was kicked and rolled backwards.
When Xiao Wanli on the side saw this, he immediately knelt down.
"Grandpa Taizu, calm down."
"The Master said: Choose what is good and follow it, and change what is not good."
"The boy will definitely learn from this and will never make the same mistake again in the future."
Nine-year-old Wanli is obviously very knowledgeable.
This book was not read in vain. When I opened my mouth, I read the scriptures of the saints.
Ji Boying looked at little Wanli with interest. This little guy was really smart.
It is really difficult to connect the nine-year-old Wanli with the fifty-six-year-old Wanli. It feels like they are two completely different species.
If you cultivate a good student, you can indeed become a wise king.
"alright."
Ji Boying patted Lao Zhu on the shoulder and signaled Lao Zhu not to continue using force.
First, he received more than ten slaps from three Zhu Di, and now he was kicked like this again. Old Wanli seemed to be a little bit too much, and he lay on the ground gasping for air.
"Keep it."
Ji Boying waved his hand and several boxes of medicine fell in front of Lao Wanli.
Lao Wanli, who was stunned by Lao Zhu's kick and finally regained his breath, was a little confused looking at the boxes of medicines he had never seen before.
'Is it possible that my majestic emperor will eventually be poisoned by a group of ancestors who come from nowhere? ! '
"This is an antibiotic..."
Halfway through, Ji Boying stopped.
Talking to these people about antibiotics is a complete waste of time.
"Medicine to treat your intestinal bleeding."
For Ji Boying, Lao Wanli's fate is very important, because Lao Wanli's fate is related to the entrance switch of Wanli time and space.
Regardless of the fact that Wanli has been emperor for more than 40 years, the old Wanli is actually only fifty-six years old, seven or eight years younger than the old Zhu Di. And according to Ji Boying's plan, this old fat man has to live to seventy. .
Of course, you can't just rely on antibiotic pills. You have to rely on Li Shizhen, the miracle doctor of the Ming Dynasty, to cure the disease.
Ji Boying has already decided that after the opening of Taichang time and space, and after recruiting Taichang Emperor Zhu Changluo, he will start to conduct a major physical examination for these emperors and princes.
And for these great emperors, customized health plans were formulated one by one, such as Yongle Fatty and Hongxi Fatty, Jingtai Emperor Zhu Qiyu's stomach bleeding, Zhengde Zhu Houzhao's infertility and other issues.
As for Tianqi and Chongzhen, one of them is easily soluble in water, and the other is self-hanging from coal mountain branches. Their physical health problems are not serious.
'Medicine for intestinal wandering? '
Old Wanli was stunned.
"The Immortal Master gives me medicine, what should I do?"
"Didn't your father teach you that?!"
Old Zhu Di finished his words.
Zhu Zaijing quietly retreated outside the crowd.
Old Wanli took a deep breath. He wanted to stand up, but his body was too heavy and he couldn't stand up. He could only lie on the ground and salute.
"Thank you Immortal Master for giving me the medicine."
Ji Boying looked at old Wanli and then spoke.
"Listen clearly."
"You will go to court tomorrow to do the next few things."
Facing the upcoming Battle of Sarhu, getting money is the top priority. As the joke puts it well, the Ming army is invincible if it is not satisfied with the pay, but it is invincible if it is full of pay.
Of course, if a joke is a joke, military pay is essential.
It is naturally impossible to impose an additional three rates, so money must be obtained from other places.
In the Wanli Dynasty, the fastest way to get money was to do another thing besides imposing business taxes.
"one."
(End of chapter)
