The opening inventory of the top ten young emperors

After replying to the "Chuunibyou Patient", Lei Xiaomeng turned to the next message, only to find that this time it was a newcomer. The newcomer's name was @真好圣孙蛐蛐王.

Needless to say, this name is obviously the good and holy grandson Zhu Zhanji.
【@真好圣孙蛐蛐王: I have already torn Wang Zhen into pieces. 】

This message, although said to be asking a question, is actually just stating the result of an event to Lei Xiaomeng. Lei Xiaomeng doesn't have to answer it.
However, hearing the meaning in his tone, Lei Xiaomeng couldn't help but give him some advice.

Well, not only are her fans addicted to these emperors, she is also addicted to them and treats them as real emperors.

[Reply 1@It's great that the Holy Sun Cricket King has to praise you, Your Majesty is resolute and has done a good job. Wang Zhen really deserves to be killed.]

[Reply 2 continued: Your Majesty, have you ever thought about why your son, a dignified emperor, is so dependent on a eunuch? This kind of dependence can only be caused by the fact that he received too little love and attention from his parents. ]

[Reply 3: I suggest that Your Majesty put down the cricket jar in your hand now, immediately, and go spend time with your son.]

[Reply 4 to continue using your bravery, courage, strength and wisdom to guide and educate him. Even if you can only accompany him until he is nine years old, this is enough. After all, a good childhood can make up for a lifetime of regrets. ]

The last person to leave a message was @大明战神败家子.

This time, of the five people who left messages, except for one new viewer, the rest were old fans. This rate of new viewers is really low. But according to the data, Lei Xiaomeng's live broadcast room is quite popular. Why are there so few messages from newcomers?
After thinking about it, it’s probably because Station C is too caring towards V users.

It is understandable that the website wants more user support, but if this happens, the comment section will become less fun.
Although the prizes prepared this time are still V user qualifications, it seems that it is time to change my own lottery prizes.

Also, my own comment section only displays the five most recent messages, no more, whereas in other live broadcast rooms, there is no upper limit to the messages that can be displayed.

She later contacted the technical staff several times, but the technicians at Site C just couldn't find the cause, which made her and the website very frustrated.

The C station technician made an analogy that perfectly reflects the current state of her live broadcast room... Her live broadcast room seems to not belong to C station, but suddenly appeared in the background. However, various benefits and operating systems are completely in line with the website.

Users' IDs and IPs can also be traced, and at least on the surface they appear to be impeccable.

Of course, this is just a casual complaint from a technician. She broadcast live on Station C, using Station C's resources and traffic. How could it be a live broadcast room independent of Station C?

It’s impossible that her live broadcast room was blown in by the wind!
She was just about to click on the message from @大明战神败家子 when she was complaining in her heart. Suddenly she heard a "ding" sound.
If she remembered correctly, this should be the sound of the live broadcast room being upgraded.

So she clicked on the prompt message before she even had time to read the last message.

【Congratulations on upgrading your live broadcast room. After the upgrade, your live broadcast room can accommodate ten messages from viewers. At the same time, V users who enter your live broadcast room have the privilege of posting bullet comments. For each video, each V user can post one bullet comment for free. 】
[In addition, if the free opportunity is used up, you can spend points to redeem the number of times the barrage is posted. Generally, 5 points are exchanged for one barrage. ]

Well, although it is not unlimited, there are actually ten messages, which is considered to be acceptable. However, the technical guy has to keep looking.
In addition, V users can actually post barrages. Although they can only post one for free, they can continue to post by spending points. This feature is really great!

She seemed to have not seen any other live broadcast rooms on Station C that could send barrages.
Her live broadcast room should be the first one.

Well, this is a bit new. But why does it feel like the V user has more privileges?
Therefore, if she wants more comments in her videos, it seems that the lucky draw for V users cannot be stopped!

So, the idea of ​​changing the lottery prize that just popped into her mind was suppressed again.

Wow, this website is really good at marketing. It is trying every possible way to get people to recharge their V user qualifications.
Now, she no longer believed what the technicians said, that her live broadcast room suddenly appeared. If they said her live broadcast room was a test field, she would still believe it.

While complaining, Lei Xiaomeng then opened the message from the "prodigal son", but felt speechless after reading it.

[@大明战神败家子: I will never lead the army in person. Whether the tribute team of the Oirat people is 3,000 or 5,000 people, I will reward them generously! ]
Well, I have to say that this is also a solution. At least the Battle of Tumu will never happen again.

But Lei Xiaomeng felt a bit disappointed.

[Reply 1 @大明战神败家子 Your Majesty is wise! But how should we deal with Wang Zhen? What should we do if other small countries bring more people to ask for rewards? ]

[Reply 2 continues from If other countries are treated worse than the Oirat people, and they feel aggrieved and want to argue with you with swords, what will you do? ]

[Reply 3 to continue from the last part. I just want to ask, Your Majesty, are you really willing to stay in the palace for the rest of your life? ]

[Reply 4 to continue from the last part, @真好圣孙褐褐王尊. Welcome to leave a message to share your thoughts. ]

After answering @大明战神败家子's reply, Lei Xiaomeng checked again and found that no one replied to her reply this time, and those V users did not leave her private messages either, which was beyond her expectation.

But if there is no reply, then there is no reply. Anyway, she said a lot more in her reply this time than before. No one replied to her, so she didn't have to reply again, which was a good time for her.

[Okay everyone, that’s all for the comments. ]
[The up master has to say one more thing, the great cause of a thousand years really must start from childhood! No wonder a certain great man said that a strong youth means a strong country. The great man is not deceiving me! ]

【Finally, it’s time for our lucky draw. Before the lucky draw, I have some good news to tell you. Because the live broadcast room has been upgraded, we can have ten messages below our live broadcast room in the future. 】

【Moreover, v users can send a barrage for free during video playback! 】
【This is a great benefit that the website has given us. 】

[Next, let's see who is the lucky one today! ]

As soon as Lei Xiaomeng finished speaking, the names @The Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty God of War and @The Really Good Saint Sun Cricket King began to scroll rapidly in the heavenly scroll.
In the end, the scroll was fixed on the name of @真好圣孙蛐蛐王. It seems that I am still luckier!

Although it is not the first time that I have been granted the v-user qualification after coming to the live broadcast room for the first time, it also proves from another aspect that v-users are indeed randomly selected. They are not treated differently because of whether they are new or old fans. It is also fair.

[Okay, congratulations to @真好圣孙蛐蛐王 for winning the V user qualification. Today's broadcast ends here. See you tomorrow! ]

The scroll slowly closed, but this time Zhu Yuanzhang smashed the teapot, furious.

"NND, I just want to be a Wei user, why is it so difficult! Next time there will be barrages and so on, won't this be more useful? And that Zulong Emperor said he received the information. Why can't I do that?"

This matter of luck is hard for others to say. If we talk about the luckiest person in the world, this emperor who was born a beggar can only claim to be second, and no one dares to claim to be first.

Others, especially Tang He, thought silently in their hearts: Perhaps it is because his elder brother is too lucky in this aspect that he seems a little inferior in other aspects.

For example, as mentioned in the Heavenly Scroll, Crown Prince Zhu Biao died young, the eldest grandson died young, Empress Ma died young, and so on. This big brother must have experienced all these disasters!

However, he only dared to think about it but not to say it!
Then, amid Zhu Yuanzhang's roar, the Heavenly Scroll disappeared, and finally turned into a golden light that disappeared without a trace in the sky. This time, the meeting of the four people also came to an end.

The Heavenly Scroll disappeared, but the shock it left in every dynasty and every dimension will take a long time to fade away.
Among the emperors of the Song Dynasty, Song Renzong, who was the most moved, had already begun to summon the few military generals in the court to the palace for an audience.

After asking Xu Fu to study the method of making gunpowder, Qin Shihuang became fascinated with papermaking and ordered people to make paper using wood pulp according to the secret manual.
Thinking about not having to use a carriage to pull those memorials when he goes on tour in the future, even just thinking about it makes his steps lighten, as if they are really floating in the sea breeze.

Zhu Zhanji frowned slightly as he watched his name transformed into dazzling colors. However, as the scroll disappeared in the air, he remembered something else and said to the eunuch Yuan beside him, "Summon the Imperial Censor Yu Qian to see me."
"Yes!" Eunuch Yuan immediately took the order and left.

Looking at the cricket pot beside him, Zhu Zhanji pushed it aside in annoyance and said to himself:
"It is said that one should be close to wise ministers and stay away from villains. Your father will now help you get rid of the villain, and then you will have another wise minister and a real teacher. I hope you won't let your father down!" The middle part of the Black God of Decline ended, and after waiting for different number of days, the emperors of various dimensions finally waited for the next part.
As a golden light flashed in the air, the sky scroll slowly opened.

【HELLO, everyone, the up master is here again! Did you miss me? 】

[Yesterday we reviewed the first two lives of Ming Dynasty war god Zhu Qizhen. Today we will talk about his last life. That is his third life when he restored the monarchy and ascended the throne to become emperor again.]
[His ups and downs are rare among emperors of various dynasties, and it can even be said that he is unique. ]

[Before we start, I want to remind all of you who are already V users that you can post a comment for free during the playback. You can try it! ]

As soon as Lei Xiaomeng finished speaking, a pink comment appeared above the video:
[@逍遥散人玉真仙子: V user? I remember that I was a V user. What is barrage? It seems very interesting. ]

Uh... this first barrage has been posted!
Zhu Houzhao was so jealous that he couldn't help but blurt out: "Oh, this thing is fun, I want to make one too!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a colorful message floating across the screen in the heavenly scroll:

[@Super IQ, serious case of Chuunibyou: Oh, this thing is fun, I want to post it too! ]

Zhu Houzhao was stunned.
He swore he was just talking casually, this wasn't what he wanted to post, how, how did it get posted!
At this time, he was looking at a drawing submitted by the Ministry of Industry. This drawing was hand-drawn again based on the drawing in the "Method of Manufacturing Steam Engine" that Tianjuan had given him before.
Because the display time of the scroll was so short, although he had already found a painter to wait on the side, the memory of pictures and text is naturally different.
He wrote down the text word for word, but for the picture he only drew a simple diagram of the main structure based on his memory.
Later, he supplemented the drawings drawn by the painter and finally reproduced the steam engine structure drawing that he remembered in his mind.
Originally, the task of carving the machine into the final version was given to Yan Song, but... wasn't Yan Song imprisoned? So someone else was found to complete the work, which was delayed by several days.

Now that I have just received the blueprint and the ink has not yet completely dried, the scroll has been opened again.
This naturally made Zhu Houzhao very happy. In this way, he could ask the Heavenly Scroll in time if he had any questions.
But he didn't expect that it was because he was too proud that he wasted the precious opportunity of barrage.
Well, it's a waste. Fortunately, there are still messages. It seems that there are ten messages today. After all, he should be able to post one as a powerful user.

Great Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Yuanzhang became even more jealous when he saw the two bullet comments that suddenly appeared in the scroll. This time, the scroll appeared on the Double Ninth Festival, and the whole Zhu family was having dinner together.

The wives, children, concubines and other children from the eldest to the fifth son sat in the center of the banquet, while the other illegitimate children were placed in the aisle on the side. There were nearly twenty sons gathered together.
Sitting in the center of the hall were Zhu Yuanzhang and Empress Ma.

Well, after being angry for several days, two days ago, Empress Ma finally let Zhu Yuanzhang in.
Old Zhu was overjoyed, so he held a grand banquet on the Double Ninth Festival and invited all his children and grandchildren to celebrate together.

When the scroll was unfolded, everyone had different expressions.

Over the past few days, these dragon descendants have more or less heard about or even seen with their own eyes the contents of the heavenly scroll.
Only a very small number of princes, such as the youngest grandchildren, or those who had just learned to walk or were still breastfeeding, were still unaware of it.

Of course, not all of the grandchildren were unconcerned. At this time, Zhu Yunwen, who was sitting next to the Crown Princess Chang and Zhu Xiongying, quietly rubbed his buttocks.

Although the Empress Dowager and his elder brother spared him physical pain in front of everyone that day, his father still beat him severely after he returned home, no matter how much his mother begged for mercy.

The beating left him bedridden for three days. After he recovered, when he went to play with Old Twelve and his other uncles, they all rejected him with various excuses.
Only his eldest brother Zhu Xiongying treated him the same as before.

However, his eldest brother was the crown prince and was busy with schoolwork, so he didn't have much time to spend with him.
He had been visiting him more often recently. The Crown Princess had even reminded him last time not to bother his elder brother all the time and to let him focus on his studies. As a result, he didn't dare to visit his elder brother as often as before.

Before this banquet, he hadn't seen his elder brother for ten days.
Today, I finally had a relaxing holiday with my family, but the Heavenly Scroll appeared again. Zhu Yunwen felt his buttocks aching again!
Seeing that this kid, who was his great-grandson, had wasted such a good opportunity, Zhu Yuanzhang would have scolded him long ago if it were any other time.

But today all his descendants were present, so he had to maintain his composure. So he could only curse him in his heart as a "spendthrift."
But he pretended to be calm and said, "This heavenly scroll is actually opened at this time? Well, everyone should take a look. It can be regarded as a warning."

Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng had been staying in Penglai County for quite some time. During this time, from time to time, there were several loud noises in the temporary palace where he lived.

In the evening of that day, Xu Fu, who looked disheveled but had surprisingly bright eyes, was stumbling and being led here by Wang Sheren.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! It is done, it is done!"

done?
Ying Zheng closed the bamboo slips and asked: "Did you make gunpowder?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Xu Fu said excitedly, "I have already placed some soldiers in the training ground. Your Majesty, please go up and inspect them."

A moment later, when Ying Zheng stepped onto the reviewing platform in front of the training ground, he saw a black wooden barrel placed in the middle of the playground below the steps.

Around the barrel, there were three black-armored soldiers holding crossbows, standing in battle array five feet away from the barrel. The crossbows in their hands were just ordinary stone crossbows, but the arrows they were equipped with were wrapped in cloth.
After Ying Zheng stood up, several warriors holding shields surrounded him tightly in the center.

After all this was done, Xu Fu first waved the small yellow flag in his hand.
The black-armored warriors holding crossbows immediately nocked their arrows. Then, a soldier held a torch and lit the arrows of the warriors.
It turned out that the cloth wrapped around the arrows was soaked in kerosene.

The arrow was lit, and Xu Fu waved a red flag in his hand. Then several black-armored warriors immediately fired rockets, aiming at the wooden barrel in the center of the playground.

Three arrows were shot at the barrel at the same time, and the soldier who shot the arrows immediately fell to the ground. Then, two of the three arrows fell into the barrel.
Then almost in an instant, a red light flashed before my eyes, and a loud bang resounded through the world.

Ying Zheng only felt a flash of light before his eyes, followed by a huge explosion. After that, billowing smoke, flying sand and rocks filled the courtyard.
When the smoke cleared, Ying Zheng saw that a large pit half a person's height had appeared where the wooden barrel had been.

The power of this medicine is so huge!
Ying Zheng took a breath of cold air.
If this thing existed when we attacked the six kingdoms, wouldn't it be easier to capture cities and territories than to walk on flat ground?
Just as he was shocked, a rainbow light appeared in the smoke that had not yet dissipated. It was the Heavenly Scroll that appeared again.

"Good, very good!" Qin Shihuang pursed his lips as he looked at the heavenly scroll.
The scroll appeared at the right time, and he happened to have a lot of questions to ask him.

[Eh, it seems that "Yuzhen Fairy" is the first user to post a comment in our live broadcast room, congratulations to her. Uh... "Chuunibyou" is actually the second one, which is something the up master didn't expect, hahaha. ]

[Don't worry, as long as you are a v user, you will have the opportunity to post a barrage. Although there is only one free post at the moment, if you have left a message in our live broadcast room, you should have points. Points can also be exchanged for the number of times you can post a barrage. ]
[It’s about five points per time. ]

[Okay, let’s get back to the topic. Now let’s continue to talk about the last life of Zhu Qizhen, the Ming Dynasty’s God of War! ]

[During the time when Zhu Qizhen was imprisoned in Nangong by his younger brother Zhu Qiyu, he was not idle. What was he doing? Ahem, he was making positive contributions to the population development of the Zhu family. ]
[During these seven years, Zhu Qizhen and his concubines gave birth to six daughters, three sons, and nine grandchildren, and only one daughter died young. The survival rate can be said to be extremely high.]

[In addition, I would like to say that during the time when Zhu Qizhen was captured, he gave birth to a son in Wala, and later brought him back to the country.]

Emperors of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Yuanzhang: Yeah, he is just a little bit worse than his ancestor me.
Zhu Di: It is more or less secondary, what is important is the essence.
Zhu Jianshen: The number is not important. The key is who you were born with.
Zhu Youqi: My father is right. I second the proposal.

[So, compared to his grandson, Emperor Xiaozong of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youzhao, this ancestor is definitely a role model.]

Zhu Houzhao: What are you talking about! Ahem, I alone can defeat thousands of troops!
[Therefore, those who said that Zhu Qizhen was almost starved to death or tortured to death by his brother should come out and think about it. Is it possible to torture people like this? Judging from the survival rate of the princes and princesses, it is impossible that he was tortured.]
[Zhu Qiyu really wants to provide for his brother in his old age! ]

Zhao Ji: Then Queen Qian... cough cough cough, just pretend I never said anything...
Zhao Gou: Well, it is said that Emperor Huizong and Emperor Qinzong also gave birth to many sons and grandsons from the Jin people, but almost none of them survived.

[However, although Zhu Qiyu did not want to kill his brother, he sincerely wanted to secure the throne.]
[After all, ambition grows little by little. 】

Zhao Kuangyi: This buddy finally got it.
Zhao Gou: I understand. Who doesn't want to realize his ambitions? What's more, he has a country in front of him!
Song Qinzong Zhao Huan suddenly interrupted: I don’t want to, I don’t want to, I am forced... I just want freedom!
[You should know that at the beginning, Zhu Qiyu was afraid to sit on the throne. In the words of the history books, he was "terrified", and Yu Qian had to cheer him up before he dared to sit on the edge of the dragon throne. ]

[This point was mentioned in the History of Ming Dynasty. It was Yu Qian's earnest advice, saying "We are sincerely concerned about the country, not for personal gain", that convinced the then Prince of Qin, Zhu Qiyu, and he dared to ascend the throne.]
[However, this fearful Prince Qing, who had only been emperor for three years, had completely changed, and even forgot the promise he made to the Queen Mother before ascending the throne.]

[This promise was to make Zhu Qizhen's son Zhu Jianshen the crown prince, and then pass the throne back to his nephew a hundred years later.]

(End of this chapter)