Daming: You are really my eldest son

Chapter 62
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes overflowed with eager light.

Just like the gentleman on the beam saw the gold and jade in the house, and the prodigal son saw the beauty out of the bath.

Zhu Ji knew that his slightly joking remarks aroused Zhu Yuanzhang's desire for the admiration of all people and his fame forever.

After all, this idea originated from those games in later generations that racked their brains to collect rice from players' pockets, all heroes and all skins, but when they have the first set of skins, this pursuit will accompany the player's entire game career.

But Zhu Ji also had to vaccinate Zhu Yuanzhang in advance.

"Old man, don't try to beat around the bush and signal the local government to give you the Wanmin Umbrella. If you dare to do such a thing, don't blame me for revealing it and make you notorious forever."

As soon as he said this, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but smiled awkwardly.

He was thinking just now.

It should be known that there are more than [-] people in the Daming Prefecture. If all the remnants of the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty are wiped out in the future, this number will increase again. If the people in every state are willing to send Wanmin Umbrellas, Zhu Yuanzhang feels that there is no hope in his lifetime. up.

"We don't know how many years we can live!"

Seeing that Zhu Ji was staring at him with scorching eyes, and was about to run out and yell if he disagreed with him, Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head and sighed in frustration.

Lifespan, this is the topic that all kings can never avoid.

If you can see it, you will naturally accept your fate.If you can't see it, look for immortals and make alchemy.

But without exception, they all died.

Otherwise, it would not be Zhu Yuanzhang's turn to sit in the world, right?

Zhu Yuanzhang can naturally see this matter, but when it comes to this matter, sadness is naturally inevitable.Who doesn't want to live a long life, let alone an emperor who promises a lot of food and clothing.

"In case we don't feel sleepy when we go back today, even if we want the common people to give us the Wanmin Umbrella willingly, it will be too late."

It can be seen that Zhu Yuanzhang has indeed fallen into the deep pit planned by Zhu Ji.Seeing the old man heaving and sighing for a while, Zhu Ji decided to tie Zhu Yuanzhang in the pit like those dogs planned in the previous life.

"Don't worry about that, I promise, you can live for at least another 20 years, old man. How about it, are you happy?"

The Hongwu Dynasty lasted a total of 31 years, which Zhu Ji remembers very clearly.

It is only seven years since Hongwu, and with the character of the old man who goes out cautiously and takes hundreds of Yiluansi guards to accompany him secretly, it is not safe to live another 24 years.

Hearing what Zhu Ji said, Zhu Yuanzhang's gloomy expression instantly shone with a ray of light.Zhu Ji is sure that this is not a fantasy, but Xushi Shenghui did happen in front of Zhu Ji.Because Zhu Yuanzhang's face was full of red light at this time, reflecting the brilliance in the dark room.

"Really?"

Zhu Ji felt that the old man's voice was trembling.

He could understand Zhu Yuanzhang's excitement and excitement at this time.

If a person knows the exact time of his death, he can make the most valuable and meaningful arrangements for his life within a limited time, instead of choosing between a short life and a long future.

Especially for a talented and strategic person like Zhu Yuanzhang, many things can be planned more carefully and implemented more thoroughly under the premise that his lifespan is guaranteed.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who has always regarded Zhu Ji as the man of destiny, now knows his life expectancy from him. How can Zhu Yuanzhang not be excited or happy.

He only felt that his arms were tightly held by the pliers, and Zhu Ji saw a big round face approaching him, and the heavy breath washed away by Qingyan rushed towards him.

He frowned involuntarily, subconsciously tilted his neck back, and took a deep breath to make himself feel better. Zhu Ji stared at his big round face and replied angrily:

"Old man, why do you want to send me away? Don't you just live a few more years, and you still want to send a son to sacrifice to heaven?"

Zhu Yuanzhang realized that he had lost his composure just now after Zhu Ji made such an insult.

Released the hands clasping Zhu Ji's arms, and sat back on his chair again, Zhu Yuanzhang said with a red face:
"We lost our composure, but Jier, can we really live another 20 years?"

Interlacing his hands and rubbing his aching arms, hearing that Zhu Yuanzhang was still catching on to this problem and not letting go, Zhu Jiying didn't have a good look on his father's face:

"How can you live another 20 years? It's as if you hang yourself and drink arsenic and stop kicking your feet. Also, this is a leak. If you don't listen to my advice, you will die early and be reborn early. "

Zhu Ji had no choice but to threaten Zhu Yuanzhang with some vain things.

You must know that the person in front of you is a playful ancestor. If the full skin of the Daming Prefecture series cannot be obtained in 20 years, the old man may have to engage in the routine of secretly instructing the local government to offer the Wanmin Umbrella.

If things were going to turn out like that, it would be such a good idea for Zhu Ji to be blind.

After being warned by Zhu Ji, Zhu Yuanzhang's excited heart calmed down a little.

Putting away the joy on his face, seeing Zhu Ji still rubbing his arms indifferently, Zhu Yuanzhang put on a serious expression.

"Don't worry about that, we guarantee that even if tomorrow is the day of death, we will not force the people to give us the Wanmin Umbrella."

While talking, observe Zhu Ji's expression.Seeing that Zhu Ji was still unmoved, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly showed a strange smile:

"We can't finish it in this life, and there are our descendants. Today we will be a foolish old man. The Wanmin Umbrella of Daming Prefecture is the mountain in front of our house. We don't believe that we can't dig this mountain."

Zhu Jigang wanted to say that the number is not his own, so what's the use of your power leveling.

But after thinking about it, it seems that the final interpretation of this matter is really in the hands of my family.

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded in satisfaction as Zhu Yuanzhang said it swearingly:

"That's what you said, today you have to write a book, make three copies, you use the jade seal, I use the monogram, keep one copy for each, and send another copy to the ancestral temple, so that the ancestors will stare at you. "

Zhu Yuanzhang did not object to the somewhat rude request of his eldest son.

The words in his mind that he still has 20 years to live have been echoing all the time, not to mention that today's conversation between father and son is about longevity and merit, and it is really not suitable for a third person to know.

Therefore, even if such requirements are all restraints on himself, Zhu Yuanzhang has no intention of objecting.

An emperor who was born in ordinary clothes, he was very proud and arrogant.

Zhu Yuanzhang's competitive spirit was even more aroused by Zhu Ji's words that made the ancestors look at him.

He even conquered the whole world, with only a few hundred umbrellas for the people. With Daming's current foundation, he doesn't believe that the next few generations of Zhu Yuanzhang will not be able to achieve such a goal.

What's more, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Ji more eagerly, even if he couldn't finish it, there would be no such bastard in front of him.He decided that in addition to the Dao system requested by Zhu Ji, he would secretly write an imperial edict.

(End of this chapter)