Daming Zhu Di: Father, why aren't you dead? !

Chapter 158 Become Grandfather!Did you give me a chance to speak! (5K asking for a monthly pass!)

"Your Majesty, it's windy."

"It's cold and windy, it's better to go back to Nuan Pavilion to rest, so as not to hurt the dragon's body."

Eunuch Chang reminded carefully.

Ever since his elder brother Chen Ju, the eunuch known as the most upright eunuch in the Ming Dynasty, died, Chang Shengyun was transferred by the old Wanli to the supervisor of ceremonies to accompany him, and has been there ever since.

Although he is not a eunuch who holds a pen or prints a palm, he is favored by the old Wanli, and he has a detached status as an attendant.

"Ah."

Old Wanli nodded slightly.

He suffers from chronic bowel movement (dysentery), which has become more and more serious in recent years. Once he has an attack, 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 Fu Wang doing recently?"

It's Chinese New Year, old Wanli misses his precious son.

"Returning to Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Fu Wang submitted a letter to the capital a few days ago, saying that there is not enough rice in the palace to survive the winter. He hoped that the imperial court would send more, but was rejected by the cabinet."

Old Wanli smiled dotingly.

"The decree is to add three thousand hectares of fertile land to King Fu, and give another one hundred thousand silver."

"This kid."

Good guy, there are thousands of memorials for officials and disaster relief, but Jiu Bian Que Xiang didn’t make up for one piece, but he didn’t wait for a moment to give land and silver to the King of Fortune. Once he made a move, he would pay three thousand hectares plus 10 taels of snowflake silver, without considering the Ministry of Households at all. Shangshu's feelings, the premise is that there are Shangshu's words in the household department.

After saying that, I turned around and wanted to leave.

"According to the order."

"Hey, slow down, Your Majesty."

The eunuch Chang carefully supported the old Wanli to turn around. The old Wanli was not tall, but he was fat. With more than 200 kilograms of fat on his body and foot problems, he had to be supported by someone when he walked. Otherwise, it is easy to fall.

The two of them just turned around.

Eunuch Chang was the first to look up.

I don’t know if I don’t look at it, but I’m scared to pee when I look at it.

Where did all this come from? !
However, eunuch Chang is an old man in the palace, and his reaction speed is considered fast, but he is somewhat loyal to old Wanli, so he blocked his body in front of old Wanli and shouted.

"Assassins! There are thorns...!"

The word "guest" in the second sentence of "assassin" has not been finished yet.

Zhu Houzhao, a Hongzhi young man who practiced martial arts since he was a child, rushed forward, covered the eunuch Chang's mouth with one hand, and pinned him to the ground with the other, unable to move.

Then he laughed and punched Eunuch Chang on the back of the head, causing the old eunuch to faint instantly.

As for whether it is a false dizziness or a real dizziness, it is hard to say.

"You thieves, you are so bold."

Old Wanli is indeed old Wanli, after a moment of surprise, he sternly reprimanded him.

After all, he is the old emperor who has been sitting on the Dragon Throne for more than 40 years, so he still has this bit of concentration, and there is no panic on his face.

'Why are these people wearing dragon robes and boa robes? '

'I haven't been out of the palace for a long time, are all the rebels in this world so rampant?Before the rebellion was successful, he had already dared to add a yellow robe! '

'What do these forbidden soldiers in the palace eat? !To let so many people sneak into my imperial garden, after this matter, I will definitely punish these dereliction of duty severely! '

"You rebellious son, when you see the great grandfather, you still don't kneel down to greet him!"

Just as old Wanli was thinking about how to get out.

Longqing Zhu Zaixi, who was lame and covered his head with a white cloth, stood up and limped to the front of old Wanli. He showed his fatherly demeanor and stared at old Wanli fiercely.

'Learn how I walk? '

'Who can bear it! '

bang.

Before the half-disabled Zhu Zaixi could react.

Old Wanli's fat punch the size of a sandbag had already hit him, and then old Wanli grabbed Zhu Zaixi's fractured left hand, used the hands he learned when he was young, and captured Zhu Zaixi with his backhand live.

Zhu Zai cried out in pain.

The bone that had just been connected was broken again.

"If anyone dares to approach, I will kill him now."

The old Wanli grabbed Zhu Zaidi's neck, and directly crossed Zhu Zaidi with one hand like a chicken, his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Nizi! Nizi, what do you want to do!"

Zhu Zaixi blushed, and wanted to break away from old Wanli's hand, but he no longer had the strength to use his hands. Even if he was killed, he would never have thought that one day he would be strangled by his own son.

Facts have also proved that the fat man may not be in good health, but he must have great strength.

People who say that fat people are puffy and weak have never fought with big tonnage.

'? ? ? '

Everyone present was stunned for an instant.

Even Ji Boying was taken aback, this old Wanli is really filial.

I haven't seen my own father for decades, the first thing I meet is to kill first.

However, the skill of old Wanli is really a bit unexpected. An old fat man who seems to weigh almost [-] catties can easily subdue Zhu Zaixi who is only in his thirties. .

Of course, this is mainly because Zhu Zaiyi himself is too useless and half-crippled.

'It seems that this old Wanli has forgotten what his father looks like after nearly 50 years. '

Looking at this scene, Ji Boying frowned slightly.

But on second thought, this is also understandable.

After all, Emperor Longqing at that time was only focused on playing nervous and exciting shooting games with those orchids from the Western Regions, and he hadn't seen Zhu Yijun a few times from the beginning to the end of the year.

It is estimated that the old Wanli's impression of his father Zhu Zaiyi is not one-tenth of that of Zhang Juzheng.

In addition, when Long Qing passed away, old Wanli was only less than ten years old, and his memory has long been blurred.

and.

Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Zaiku, Emperor Longqing who was forced to be a hostage.

After this guy was beaten violently by Lao Zhu, most of his head was swollen, and he was wrapped in a layer of cloth strips. Seriously speaking, with Zhu Zaiqi's current appearance, even his own mother was very angry. Hard to recognize.

"It's ridiculous, just like you, you are worthy of being my emperor's exam!"

Old Wanli glanced at Zhu Zaidi, who was being strangled, his fat face trembled violently, full of viciousness.

Old Zhu, old Zhu Di and the princes and princes all looked more and more gloomy. This old Wanli was so unfilial that he even wanted to kill his father. It was against the sky!
"I in another world, turn around and do it! Don't bear the name of killing your father!"

Just when Lao Zhu and a group of ancestors were about to rush forward and give Lao Wanli a long memory.

Little Wanli got out from the crowd, and shouted anxiously at old Wanli with an upright face.

hum.

The moment he saw little Wanli, old Wanli was taken aback.

How does this child look so familiar!

He may not recognize his father, but it is impossible not to recognize his childhood appearance. After all, he still often misses his handsome appearance when he was a child.

Also at this time.

Ji Boying urgently summoned Zhang Juzheng who was thinking about 'Lighthouse and Nightmare' from Longqing Time and Space.

When the bewildered Zhang Juzheng appeared, the moment his handsome face, especially his beard, came into the eyes of old Wanli.

Old Wanli's pupils shrank sharply, and a sense of fear from being dominated by Mr. Zhang surged into his heart in an instant.

His complexion suddenly changed.

"Mr. Zhang!"

"You, why are you still alive!"

In this sentence, there is a bit of inexplicable guilt.

After all, he not only abolished the New Deal of his most beloved Mr. Zhang, but also ransacked his house, and almost pulled his dear Mr. Zhang out of the coffin and flogged his corpse.

Zhang Juzheng also frowned, looking at the strange old fat man with a sense of familiarity in front of him, he couldn't match up with the future sage he had hoped for.

"You are...His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

The moment old Wanli saw Zhang Juzheng, he actually believed everything he saw in his heart.

Because the dead cannot be resurrected.

Although he couldn't figure out what was going on with all this, the facts were in front of him and could not be changed.

'This is...my childhood. '

'This is really the father. '

Old Wanli subconsciously let go, Zhu Zaidi gasped heavily after landing, his blushing face was full of anger, but he didn't dare to let it out, he was afraid that old Wanli would fork him with one hand again, so he could only Angrily dragging his legs back to the side.

'Again they are...'

While stunned, Lao Wanli met Lao Zhu's eyes.

At this moment, the whole person felt as if struck by lightning, and his thighs trembled instantly.

He has indeed been the emperor for more than 40 years, but Lao Zhu is the founding emperor of Ming Dynasty and the great ancestor of his Lao Zhu family. That is the coercion from his blood.

The power of this glance is enough to make old Wanli's heart tremble.

"You unworthy descendant, why don't you come here and pay respects to the great grandfather!"

Immortal Jiajing yelled at the right time, after all he is the grandfather of old Wanli according to his seniority.

'Train your body like a crane'.

The moment when I saw the Jiajing gods.

This sentence suddenly appeared in old Wanli's mind.

'Imperial grandfather? '

Then, his eyes swept over the other people, and he found that these people were more or less familiar, and the charm between their brows was very similar to the statue of the ancestors in the Taimiao.

And right now.

Xiao Zhu Si, Yongle Xiao Zhu, Hong Xi Xiao Zhu, plus Wu Zong Zhu Houzhao, the four of them started together, pinned down the dazed old Wanli, and then dragged him to Lao Zhu.

Zhang Juzheng, who didn't quite know what was going on, was in a daze, and could only stand beside Xiao Wanli.

"Don't rush to fight."

Ji Boying opened his mouth to curb everyone's idea of ​​starting a group fight against old Wanli.

After all, this old Wanli is already 56 years old, and his body is so fat that he must have three highs, and he also has foot disease and chronic dysentery.

Speaking of dysentery, Wanli died of dysentery in the end.

After this point, later generations dug up his bones for laboratory tests, and combined with some historical materials of Wanli's illness during the Wanli period, it can be completely concluded that it was bacillary dysentery.

Before Wanli passed away, he suffered from vomiting and diarrhea for more than ten consecutive days. No matter how strong he was, he could collapse, let alone puffiness.

Moreover, the old Wanli also had some "advantages" to some extent. For example, the three major Wanli campaigns safeguarded national sovereignty. No relatives.

Of course, this also benefited from the bad performance.

After all, the old Wanli didn't even approve the memorials, didn't even give him a promotion, and even took power arbitrarily.

"It looks as fat as a pig, how did our Zhu family give birth to such an edible one!"

Old Zhu scolded angrily.

Jianwen was fat, Yongle was fat, Hong Xi was fat, and the three shrank their heads immediately.

The three Zhu Gaochi are fat, while Wanli is likely to be born fat. In addition, he has not exercised in the house for decades, and his body fat is exponentially increasing year by year.

And at this time, some diligent sons and grandchildren.

For example, Emperor Xuande and Emperor Chenghua have moved two chairs over in a hurry.

Ji Boying and Lao Zhu sat side by side, while the others stood around.

At this moment, the old Wanli who was pressed to the ground was stunned, his brain was buzzing.

Xiao Wanli and Zhang Juzheng were standing beside him, especially Xiao Wanli, staring at this future self with a serious face, and decided in his heart that he must eat less to lose weight and control his weight from today onwards.

It will definitely not grow into this appearance in the future, it will damage the image too much.

Little Wanli patted old Wanli on the shoulder, shook his head, and let out a long sigh.

Old Wanli:? ? ?

'Why are you sighing?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.

There was anger in the eyes looking at old Wanli, if he hadn't considered that the crippled fat man would have burped if he didn't hit hard enough, Lao Zhu would have punched him with a mace long ago.

"Why are vacancies not filled?"

The voice fell.

Old Wanli frowned, looked up at Lao Zhu, with a bit of final stubbornness on his face, obviously wanting to argue a few words, 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 ministers with power.

'Snapped. '

Old Zhu Di, who was standing beside Lao Zhu, raised his hand and slapped him out.

He had 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 sharply.

Old Wanli covered his face in a daze, his nose was bleeding, and his eyes were full of grievances. He was already in his 50s, and tears were about to flow out now.

"Grandpa Cheng! Have you given me a chance to speak!"

The voice fell.

Jiajing Immortal's pupils shrank.

It's over.

He knew it was too late.

'Snapped. '

Old Zhu Di's face became angry, and he slapped again, louder than the previous three slaps.

'Snapped. '

Zhu Laosi's slap followed.

'Snapped,'

Little Zhu Si followed closely behind.

Then, in this order, they went back and forth more than ten times.

The old Wanli, who already had a lot of flesh on his face, would become even more swollen like a steamed stuffed bun, yelling in his heart: What did I say wrong? ! &￥%#￥%#! ! !

After the three Zhu Di were over, Old Zhu spoke up.

"Let's ask you again."

"Why abuse national wealth?"

"Why oppress the people?"

"Why depose good government?"

"Why don't you worship your ancestors?"

"Why ignore Jurchen to establish a country?!"

Speaking of the last point, at the thought of braids entering the Central Plains, Lao Zhu couldn't hold back the anger in his heart. He stood up with a bang, raised his leg and kicked Lao Wanli on the shoulder, directly smashing the 200-jin old Wanli. Kicked and rolled back.

Upon seeing this, little Wanli 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 must learn from it, and will never repeat the same mistakes in the future."

The nine-year-old little Wanli is obviously very sensible.

I didn't read this book in vain, and I spoke the words of the sage.

Ji Boying looked at little Wanli with great interest, this little guy is really smart.

It is really difficult to connect the nine-year-old little Wanli with the 56-year-old old Wanli. It gives people the feeling that these two are completely different species.

Good students and cultivation can indeed become a generation of Mingjun.

"All right."

Ji Boying patted Lao Zhu on the shoulder, signaling Lao Zhu not to continue using force.

First, he was slapped more than ten times by three Zhu Di, and now he was kicked like this again. Old Wanli seemed to be a bit overwhelmed, lying on the ground gasping for breath.

"Keep it."

Ji Boying shook his hand, and several boxes of medicine fell in front of old Wanli.

Lao Wanli, who had just recovered from being stunned by Lao Zhu's kick, was a little confused looking at the boxes of medicines he had never seen before.

'My son of heaven, is it possible that he will be poisoned and killed by a group of ancestors who don't know where he came from? ! '

"It's antibiotics..."

After speaking halfway, Ji Boying closed his mouth.

Talking about antibiotics to this group of people is simply playing the piano with the cow, and it is a complete waste of time.

"Medicine for your bowel movements."

For Ji Boying, the fate of old Wanli is very important, because the fate of old Wanli 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 56 years old, seven or eight years younger than old Zhu Di, and according to Ji Boying's plan, this old fat man has to live to seventy anyway.

Of course, it’s not enough to rely on my own antibiotic pills, and I still have to rely on Li Shizhen, a genius doctor of the Ming Dynasty, for a radical cure.

Ji Boying has already decided that after Taichang time and space is opened, after Taichang emperor Zhu Changluo is recruited, he will start to give these emperors and princes a general physical examination.

And for these great sons of heaven, they formulate exclusive customized health care plans one by one, such as Yongle Big Fatty and Hongxi Big Fatty, Jingtai Emperor Zhu Qiyu's stomach bleeding, and Zhengde Zhu Houzhao's infertility and so on.

As for Tianqi and Chongzhen, one is easily soluble in water, the other is a self-hanging coal mountain branch, and their physical health problems are not serious.

'Pharmaceuticals for bowel movements? '

Old Wanli was taken aback.

"What is the reason for the immortal master to give medicine?"

"Didn't your father teach you?!"

Old Zhu Di lost his voice.

Zhu Zaichi silently withdrew from the crowd.

Old Wanli took a deep breath, he wanted to stand up, but his body was too heavy to stand up, so he could only lie on the ground to salute.

"Thank you Immortal Master for giving me the medicine."

Ji Boying looked at the old Wanli, and then spoke.

"Listen clearly."

"The next few things, you go to court tomorrow, and do them well together."

In the face of the upcoming battle of Saerhu, making money is the most important thing. The joke said well that the Ming army is not satisfied with the salary, and the full salary is invincible.

Of course, jokes belong to jokes, and military pay is essential.

It is naturally impossible to levy three rates, so money must be obtained from other places.

In the Wanli Dynasty, the fastest way to get money was nothing other than raising business taxes.

"one."

(End of this chapter)