Alliance of the Heavens and Ming Dynasty

Chapter 203 The Great Fusion of Time and Space 1
"It will always get better."

Zhu Houzhao said after a slight silence.

He can distribute land to the people of the world, explicitly prohibit the sale and purchase of land, cut off land mergers, and make the people eat enough, but he cannot make the people truly rich.

The gap between the rich and the poor is like an argument about fairness and unfairness. It is impossible to achieve absolute fairness, and it is impossible for every household to become a rich household. That is unrealistic.

Hundreds of years later, in the world, everyone can eat and clothe warmly, and everyone has the opportunity to study and study, but there are still a large number of poor households, not to mention this era with distinct classes.

Everyone is like a dragon, and the world is one, like a dream and an illusion, out of reach.

"Yeah, it will get better!"

The old farmer smiled plainly, he was already very content!
In the past, it was difficult to even eat enough, but now I can eat enough, and there is still a little surplus at the end of the year. I make new clothes for the children, and life becomes more and more hopeful.

"Old man, what do you think of the current imperial court?"

Zhu Houzhao asked calmly.

The people are often the source of problems, and the problems of the people are the shortcomings of the imperial government's policies. In fact, it is much more effective to ask the people about the government than to ask those ministers.

"We are just ordinary people, with our faces facing the loess and the sky all year round, what can we think?"

The old farmer poured out a bowl of dim yellow tea from the kettle, handed it to Zhu Houzhao, and said in a grateful tone: "We, I would like to thank the emperor and Wang Shoufu for sharing the land and potato seeds for us common people, so that we have hope of living. "

"I remember when we were young, our family was poor. In order to save money, my mother sold our second sister to a wealthy family as a maid."

Zhu Houzhao sat on the ground casually, drank the low-quality tea in his hand, and listened to the old farmer's words of gratitude, and there were waves of ripples in his heart, as if moved and joyful.
Fundamentally speaking, the reforms are all his self-interested behaviors in order to suppress the forces of all parties and win over the imperial power. ashamed.

It turned out that in the hearts of the common people, he was so stalwart.

Zhu Houzhao never denies that he is a selfish person. In his heart, brain, bones, and even soul, he is full of ruthlessness and indifference. He loves no one but himself and his imperial power.

However, today he discovered that perhaps he should not only love himself.

The loveliest people like Lao Nong are worthy of his love.

If he wants to wear the crown, he must bear its weight. He seems to understand why Lao Zhu is merciless in killing his old brothers who fight the world together, but he is very kind to the people, because Lao Zhu understands the essence of being an emperor better than him.

The old farmer was very talkative and enthusiastic. He had a lot of chats with Zhu Houzhao, and even invited Zhu Houzhao to his house for dinner. Although his family was not rich, it was not a problem to invite Zhu Houzhao to have a meal.

Zhu Houzhao declined the old farmer's invitation, and took Liu Jin back to the palace. The time has come!

In Qiankunzhu Space, sixteen generations of the old Zhu family gathered together.

Old Zhu, Empress Ma, Zhu Biao, Xiao Zhu, Zhu Fang, Zhu Wei
Zhu Di, Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Gaoxu, Zhu Gaosui, Zhu Zhanji
Zhu Jianshen, Zhu Youtang, Zhu Houzhao

Zhu Houcong, Zhu Zaiyi, Zhu Yijun, Zhu Changluo, Zhu Youxiao, Zhu Youjian, Zhu Cilang
"Everyone is here!"

Fatty Master Bao's eyes flicked over everyone one by one, with an incomparably serious expression, time and space merged so much that even he didn't dare to be careless.

Everyone was silent, and they had been preparing for ten years. They were waiting for this moment.

"But there's nothing else to say."

Master Bao said softly, signaling to everyone that they have something to say, and those who want to ask should hurry up, otherwise when the great fusion of time and space begins, they will have to concentrate and have no chance to say what they want to say.

"If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent!"

Being trained by Zhu Houzhao, Zhu Cihong, who was not under Zhu Houzhao's cruelty, spoke first, full of murderous aura.

Zhu Youjian devoted himself to the study of art. During his time in power, he killed a lot of people, even more ruthless than Zhu Houzhao. Zhu Houzhao still paid attention to the integrity of his murders, but he, as long as he dared to be disobedient, he would kill people directly. The officials of the Chongzhen Dynasty respected and feared him.

"Young man, how can there be so much nonsense!"

Zhu Yijun scolded, seeing how Zhu Cihong saw it, how upset he was.

His good son Fu Wang Zhu Changxun didn't let Li Zicheng make a pot of Fulu banquet, but became Zhu Cihong's ghost under the knife, and became a model of Zhu Cihuang's handling of those vassal moths in the Chongzhen Dynasty.

"Humph"

Zhu Cihong snorted coldly, and ignored Zhu Yijun directly. Just as Zhu Houzhao looked down on Zhu Qizhen, he didn't think much of Zhu Yijun. If Zhu Yijun could improve a little bit, don't show up all day long. The three dynasties of Taichang, Tianqi, and Chongzhen might change. The situation is also uncertain.

"Look at your wonderful grandson"

The great-grandson didn't show face, Zhu Yijun was really aggrieved, but he didn't dare to offend Zhu Cihong, after all, he was a little killer, and the madness of killing people made him feel scared, so he could only vent his anger on Zhu Changluo.

Among the old Zhu's family, Zhu Changluo was the only one he could bully. Zhu Youxiao and Zhu Youjian didn't give him much face.

"What's this about me?"

Zhu Changluo felt aggrieved, but he didn't dare to go back. To Zhu Yijun, he had a kind of psychological shadow.

"Okay, what time is it, and I'm still making jokes!"

Old Zhu glanced at Zhu Yijun and the others coldly, then turned his gaze back to Lord Bao, and said, "We have buried the five town stones in the imperial palace, the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, Kunlun, and the bottom of Mount Tai. Everything is ready. Look, what else is there?" what need to do."

"Just bury the five town stones, and leave it to me. You just need to manifest the dragon of luck at the critical moment and help me."

"Okay, just let go and do whatever you want."

Old Zhu waved his hands to signal the irrelevant people to leave, and then stood with Zhu Biao, Zhu Di, Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Jianshen, Zhu Youxi, Zhu Houzhao, Zhu Houcong, Zhu Zai, Zhu Yijun, Zhu Youxiao, and Zhu Youjian.

The 16 people formed a circle, and Lord Bao was in the central Tianyuan seat, as if performing a mysterious ceremony. Everyone's face was full of solemnity and solemnity, and their bodies exuded a mysterious and mysterious, extremely sacred and great atmosphere.

Behind them, there are looming golden dragon shadows, with different body lengths, majestic dragon bodies, and towering dragon horns, giving people the feeling that they carry a piece of the world, a river and a mountain.

Luck condenses, transforms into a dragon and soars!
After ten years of unremitting comprehension, everyone finally comprehended the superficial aspects of "Ziwei Destiny", and was able to summon the dragon of luck and control the dragon of luck for their own use.

However, due to their shallow cultivation, they have not been able to control the dragon of luck for a long time, so Lord Bao will let them help him at critical moments.

If it exceeds the limit of being able to control the dragon of luck, it is likely to be backlashed by luck and die suddenly.

They only have one stick of incense time at most.

(End of this chapter)